"let me go."

Seeing that the human was just staring at it without relaxing its grip at all, the beetle couldn't help but scream again.

"Let me go first."

"I do not go."

"You can take your time and watch."

It also understands that humans are somewhat curious when seeing monsters.

However, it is not sure whether the human being in front of it is repulsive or friendly towards monsters.

In short, as long as it is free, the room for change will be much greater.

Human strength may be greater than it, but it is still somewhat confident in speed.

How could a human be so big run faster than it?

…

The old man seemed a little moved by the beetle's words.

His fingers moved slightly.

The beetle's eyes lit up.

However, the old man squeezed the beetle tightly and confirmed again, "You really won't run away?"

Although he was surprised when the insect spoke, he was also surprised when the insect said he was a monster.

However, after the initial shock and disbelief, the old man did not feel much fear.

Obviously, even monsters are weak and unable to break free if they are pinched by themselves.

Even his voice is like a child's.

At least... this monster is not the kind of cruel monster that can kill people as described in some strange stories.

More like monsters in children's storybooks.

The old man didn't let go of it, not because he was worried that the other party would hurt him, but because he was worried about what if the little monster took the opportunity to escape.

He finally saw a monster.

Even though he was much older, he was as excited as a child at this time.

Therefore, he repeatedly sought assurance from this little monster, "You really won't run away?"

"I won't hurt you."

"Don't run away."

…

"knew."

"I won't run away!"

The beetle assured again and again.

What a verbose human being!

The beetle was a little crazy.

They say it won't run away.

It keeps its word.

Of course, the premise is that this human being really does what he said and will not harm it.

Otherwise, it is not a fool and will naturally run away.

…

The old man put the beetle on the bookshelf and carefully released his hand.

Staring at the beetle with unblinking eyes.

The beetle stretched his body.

I just felt like I could breathe easier all of a sudden.

Being controlled by others is not a pleasant experience.

Free air is the sweetest.

…

Seeing the beetle twisting left and right, the old man couldn't help but have a hint of smile in his eyes.

The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes relax.

After noticing this, the beetle stopped moving somewhat uncomfortably.

"What?"

"I move my muscles and bones."

"Who asked you to pinch me for so long?"

In the eyes of the old man, the beetle with its teeth and claws was showing a bit of sternness.

The smile on the old man's face became more obvious.

…

"Beetroot, have you always been here?"

"In this bookstore?"

The old man asked curiously.

"Um."

Seeing that the old man really didn't mean to hurt it as he said, the beetle relaxed a little and started chatting with the human.

Sometimes, just occasionally, it actually wants to find someone to talk to.

"I watched your hair turn gray."

The beetle was somewhat proud.

"When you first opened the store, once..."

The beetle talked about the old man's past embarrassing things.
Chapter completed!