Chapter 304 – Side Story) the Harpy’s Case
Ikkin, or Harpy.
Instead of two arms and fingers, he has wings that allow him to fly, vision that is so good that he can see the head of a small rat sticking out of its burrow from hundreds of meters in the air, and even more so that he can grab such prey in an instant, crushing bones and even steel. Even legs with powerful claws.
Harpies with these abilities were excellent hunters.
Yes, he was a hunter.
In the distant past, when simply hunting was enough, the advantage the harpies had over the majority of the non-flying races must have been enormous.
Being able to fly was something worth it.
So the harpy would have evolved that way.
But…
As magic and engineering developed, the gap between the races that walked on the ground and the harpies that ruled the sky became increasingly narrow.
Unfortunately, a big reason may be that the Harpy race is a race that cannot handle magic.
It wasn’t that the harpy couldn’t use mana.
Because there is virtually no race that cannot handle mana.
Harpies also dealt with mana.
No, to be exact, it was handled very well.
Even a newborn harpy that had just hatched from an egg would naturally surround its body with mana to regulate its body temperature.
When the body grew enough, the harpy wrapped mana around its wing feathers and used it for levitation, change of direction, and acceleration.
However, due to the nature of the magic, which requires creating a ring called a circle around the heart, it was difficult for a harpy, who had a separate organ called an air sac to fly, to learn.
Even if a harpy creates a ring with mana to learn magic and form a circle, if the air sac is filled with air for flight, the pressure will put a strain on the circle, and in extreme cases, the circle created will be crushed by the air sac and destroyed. It could have been… Such an unfortunate race.
So, if a harpy wanted to learn magic, he had to choose one of the two.
In the extreme choice between wings that could fly or magic, the majority of harpies chose wings.
It was also truly unfortunate, but even if a harpy learned magic, it would be extremely difficult for him to achieve great success.
One of the talents to learn magic was having a good mind.
This was because understanding the truth of the world was one of the talents of magic.
Magic is imitation.
Reproducing the original appearance of all things in the world through circuits drawn with mana was truly magic.
In the case of dragons, also known as the lords of magic, they handle it naturally, and while other races create circuits to imitate it, they can do it simply by speaking, and it seems to be called ‘Eonryeong’ or ‘Yongeon’, but other races Their magic wasn’t that convenient.
Therefore, in order to understand and use it, one had to have a good mind.
But the harpy’s head wasn’t that good.
Or, more accurately, would it be better to say that I have no interest in that aspect at all?
In the first place, he was a harpy who was a natural hunter since ancient times due to his ability to fly without magic and his body itself.
With the advent of magic, the gap between harpies and other races narrowed, but that only meant that it narrowed to a certain extent.
Basically, harpies were a race that was several times stronger in body alone than humans, who are currently called the ‘main species’ because they make up the largest proportion.
They were a race that had the physical ability to easily pick up one or two humans with one leg and fly.
Magic that does not reach a certain level does not have great power, and the basic physical specifications of harpies mean that they can just apply magic to that level with their bodies, so it can be said that they are not interested in magic.
So, the difference between harpies and other races is not whether they can use magic or not…
You will have to look at whether the tool can be used or not.
Harpies have no arms.
Instead, it had wings.
Harpies have no hands.
Instead, there were two or three tiny fingers on the tips of the wings that were capable of only very simple movements.
In other words, harpies were poor at handling things and tools compared to other races.
There were some harpies who could handle sticks or spears held with their claws, but that was only a small percentage of them, and the ones that did so were limited to simply swinging or throwing them with force.
Harpies were unable to handle ‘technology’ that developed systematically like other races.
However, that would not have been a major inconvenience to the Harpy either.
Yes, that would have been the case until the world became like this.
Therefore, the status of harpies in today’s world is not as good as it was in the past.
Unlike the past, where there were no problems even without magic or without special tools, this world was not like that.
First of all, finding food was also problematic.
Fortunately for many races, unfortunately for the Harpy, most of the monsters that were the Harpy’s main prey were subjugated by the world government.
I had to fly far to find the monster.
However, even that was impossible due to world government policies restricting movement itself due to safety issues and dimension crashes that could occur at any time and where.
No, the fact that you had to go far to catch the monster was nonsense in the first place.
In the first place, most of the monsters that could be caught by going that far were monsters that the world government had not been able to ‘subdue’.
No matter how strong the harpies were, they were not a race powerful enough to easily catch them.
Also, in order to catch monsters, a hunter or other monster hunting qualification was required.
As the hunter-like reason of the past, such as catching monsters to eat, was no longer allowed in the world, many harpies changed jobs from hunters to delivery workers.
However, the problem of making a living was not the only problem Harpy had.
Reproduction.
In other words, there was also a problem with reproduction.
Harpies were oviparous.
Also, it was a race with only women.
Wear Honey Bee, Wear Ent, Slime, etc…
Like some races, harpies were a race that received semen from men of other races to become pregnant and reproduce.
And, as natural hunters, harpies naturally ‘hunted’ men of other races and brought them to their nests to reproduce.
Most harpy nests are located thousands of meters in the air, so the unlucky men of the race who, unlike harpies, cannot fly, had to breed with harpies and receive food in order to survive.
Even more unfortunately, although harpies have maternal love, they are not a species that specifically ‘loves’ the men who hunt them and bring them to their nest.
In order to lay healthy eggs, there is a tendency to prefer strong-looking males, but this is only a choice for the sake of children, and they are not a species that is particularly affectionate toward such males.
If the harpy found the male caught even after laying eggs after breeding to be useful, then it was fortunate.
Even though they were still trapped in the nest and had to breed until the harpy was satisfied, they were still able to survive.
But if not…
For example, if breeding becomes impossible or undesirable due to illness or old age, the male will be kicked out of the nest without mercy.
As already mentioned, most harpy nests are located thousands of meters in the air.
Also, when the harpy kicked out the man, she did not take it into consideration.
Most of the men kicked by the harpies fell thousands of meters and died in fear.
Anyway, it’s that kind of race, the Harpy.
If such a thing had been done in today’s world, all harpies would have been dismissed as monsters and killed.
Thus…
“…What is this Cucking Raceist?”
She muttered that and checked the magazine’s cover once again.
‘All about Harpies, Ikkin Special Edition’
It was a magazine with a subheading like that.
But why?
When I looked at the content, it wasn’t all about harpies, but it was about finding out how shitty these harpy bitches were, and most of it was a mixture of trash that I didn’t know where I picked it up from.
What’s true is that harpies are a female-only race and that they have strong maternal love?
Oh, and it was also true to some extent that he had a hard time handling magic and that he wasn’t good at using tools because he didn’t have hands.
The rest were just stories that would have been understandable if they were about ancient harpies from tens of thousands of years ago.
Back when things called dinosaurs were alive and pterosaurs, known as distant ancestors of harpies, were flying around, they probably did what they said in this magazine.
It was such absurd content.
What?
Harpies build a nest thousands of meters in the air?
Until recently, I was living in a five-story villa… Let alone thousands of meters, a little over ten meters high, and in a semi-basement because the rent was cheap.
Rather than being thousands of meters in the air, it was like being stuck underground in negative temperatures.
You might think it was because the world had changed, but that wasn’t the case.
In the past… Even before I came to this world, the idea that the harpies’ nest was thousands of meters in the sky was pure bullshit.
What kind of idiot would fly thousands of meters to find a house, even though it was so difficult?
It was much more comfortable for harpies to walk with their feet on the ground than to fly.
Just because you have wings doesn’t mean the sky is more comfortable.
In other words, the nest was only a few hundred meters high at best.
And, it was absolutely ridiculous to say that after kidnapping a man, breeding, laying eggs, and then throwing him out of the nest and killing him if he didn’t like it.
Well…
Kidnapping was right.
More accurately, should we call it pretending to kidnap?
In the previous world…
Once or twice a year, when the harpies were in heat, men would gather at the harpies’ habitat.
There was one reason.
It was to be kidnapped by a harpy who was looking for a man to lay eggs.
It may be a bit much to say it yourself, but harpies seem to be very beautiful to human eyes, so most of the men who came to kidnap themselves were humans.
Well, even though it was said to be beautiful, it seemed like the people who tried to date the harpy, who had the appearance of a bird, were all people with somewhat strange tastes.
That wasn’t particularly important to Harpy.
A human who comes to provide semen so that eggs can be laid, perverts the coelom and lingual coelom to fellow humans? If you are a pervert who hears sounds like Park, most people will wonder what it is like.
Anyway, after the business between the harpy and the human was over, the harpy gave the person who had provided the semen one of the gems it had collected so far or materials that could only be found in high places, and allowed the human to take it, and then returned to the place where it was safely kidnapped. It was sent back to
In other words, kicking the man out of the nest described here, or killing him, was nonsense.
If that were the case, all that would remain would be a war where people would kill and kill each other. Would you say that we are crazy?
Harpies need men of different races for reproduction, so it was naturally more advantageous for them to get along well than to be enemies trying to kill each other.
However, it is not wrong to say that maternal love is strong.
Is this because they are a female-only species and have to leave the nest to hunt even after laying eggs?
Is it because they are not a race where men and women raise children together, like other races?
It was true that their love for children was extreme compared to other races.
So, I also made a mistake.
“Anyway, I’m glad I read it in advance.”
I heard it was about harpies, so I thought about putting it on display in the store, but it was clear that customers would end up with some misunderstanding.
If I hadn’t read it in advance, I would have thought why on earth people would do that when they saw the customer who had read the magazine whispering to me.
“I guess I should at least call to complain later.”
With that thought in mind, I grabbed the magazine I bought with my claws, tore it into pieces, and threw it in the trash can.
“Okay then, let’s get ready for work.”
To brighten my bad mood thanks to the burning trash I was reading, I hummed and picked up the bag containing the coffee beans.
To make a lot of money today, I had to roast a lot of coffee beans.
“Huh, huh huh huh huh huh.”
While humming, roast the coffee beans.
Oh yeah.
What was written in the magazine… That harpies were not good at using tools was also wrong.
Of course, it was true that the arms and hands… Had no fingers.
So it was true that it was a little uncomfortable.
This was because he could handle most tools with his feet.
Of course, it was a secret because if a guest saw this scene from outside, there might be a lot of noise.
Tiririring~
“Huh?”
As she was preparing to open the store like that for a while, she heard a ringtone, so she took the smartphone out of the smartphone case that was on her ankle and picked it up.
Although it cannot move its feet as freely, the harpy could do this with its wing feathers.
Moreover, if I picked this side up with my foot, it could split, so there was nothing I could do about it.
But…
“Uhm…”
To be honest, touching is difficult to do well, so after the ringtone rang a few more times, I finally picked up the phone and heard the voice of the person I loved most in the world.
-Mom!
“Oh my. “My daughter, what’s going on?”
-I miss my mom!
“Mom, I missed my daughter so much too!”
It was a sudden phone call from my daughter, but after chatting for a while while she was vigorously roasting coffee beans with her feet, I suddenly heard a disturbing sound.
“Daughter?”
I was wondering something, but I heard a deep voice that wasn’t my daughter’s.
-Honey. Drop your face.
I flinched for a moment at the sound of the voice, but then lowered my face at the realization that came to mind and saw that the call had changed from a voice call to a video call.
And then, the man with the long scar on his face reflected on the screen spoke to the daughter who was in her lap.
-Come on, my daughter. Mom’s face appears now.
-And! Thanks dad!
-Yeah, so dad, can I sleep a little more…?
-No! You agreed to play with me yesterday and today!
A man with a sleepy expression while on the phone… The image of his daughter, who was not yet familiar with him, holding the collar of her husband with her foot and making noises, was shown on the screen.
“Uh, um… Daughter? “Dad looks very tired…”
-No! Dad made a promise to me!
One of the things that was said in the magazine that was not incorrect was that harpies do not have husbands or fathers.
But, I had a husband.
Not long after her daughter hatched from the egg, the man who had provided the semen to give birth to her daughter… The dispenser came to visit.
Harpies have strong maternal love.
While I was only looking at him for a moment, I attacked the man who approached my daughter, thinking he was someone who had come to kidnap my child.
He, who was an ordinary human, and me, a harpy, a race stronger than humans.
Thanks to this, the man ended up with a deep wound on his face.
At the same time, I too was about to become a criminal and be sent to prison, leaving her daughter alone.
But…
He forgave me and defended me.
It’s a world where there are so many accidents, and it seems like it’s a good idea to punish the person involved, even though it’s okay. Thanks to that, I never had to go to jail for leaving my child behind.
And…
-I don’t know why I’m saying this now, but it was love at first sight. Please marry me.
She confessed to me that it was not a child, but a man who had come looking for her.
Even after the surgery, she said that with a face full of scars.
And…
Sigh, the necklace hanging around my neck…
As her harpy, I had no fingers, so instead I looked down at the necklace with the ring on it, then looked back at her daughter and said,
“Daughter, if you don’t listen to mom and keep harassing dad, are you going to get scolded by mom later?”
-Hey…
Seeing her daughter in tears weakened her heart, but she married him… She gave up her good job as a dispenser and started working as a taxi driver in the morning. I made up my mind to be able to rest.
“Instead, her mom will pick up a bunch of things her daughter likes after work? Huh? Got it.”
-Yes…
Seeing my daughter answering sullenly and her husband slightly nodding with a grateful expression, I was about to nod as well when I opened my mouth at something that suddenly occurred to me.
“But, honey?”
-Yes…?
I said to my husband who looked like he was asking what was going on.
“These days, my stomach has gotten a little heavy…”
-…
“Can I ask you a favor later?”
-Huh? What do you talk about with Mom and Dad?
I giggled and said to my daughter who didn’t know much yet.
“Ugh, my daughter. “She might have a little sister.”
-Brother?! Dad, am I getting a little brother?!
-No… Should I say that it is happening or that it already exists?
My husband looks at me through his smartphone while saying those words.
I said this to my husband.
“Anyway, I’ll finish today and go home soon, so I know that.”
-Wait a minute, honey… I’m really tired today…
-Dad! Me, younger brother! I want a little brother!
-…I’m sorry, daughter. My daughter’s younger brother is definitely my younger sister.
-?! Why! I want a younger brother!!
-That’s something that even Dad and Mom can’t do anything about. Just accept it. My younger brother is my younger sister.
As I listened to the voices of my daughter and husband through my smartphone, I smiled at the sweet and bitter scent of well-roasted coffee beans.
“Okay then, honey. I have to work now, so I’ll hang up? Daughter? Mom is going to come home and ask her dad, so stop bothering him and listen to him.
The same goes for my beloved daughter, and I still don’t know if I love her… But for her husband, who has now become indispensable…
Even though I’m having a hard time, I opened a store to make money to replace my husband’s income, which is very poor.
