I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 40

Chapter 40 – “The Smell of Blood.”

‘Sure enough, healing is faster when out of people’s sight.’

While recalling the experiments where his wounds had not healed quickly and had to be stitched, leaving scars, Lian now looked at his cut clothes.

‘What should I do about this?’

After briefly pondering, he rummaged around the room.

“Oh, found it.”

He found a needle and thread and began to mend the clothes. In no time, they were as good as new.

‘Next should be…’

Although the clothes were repaired, they were still drenched with blood. Just as he was about to head to the restroom with a housewife’s know-how to remove the bloodstains, he saw Totogen’s clothes.

“Ah, might as well wash these as well.”

Lian removed Totogen’s robe. With the robe gone, what remained was a starved, ugly old man. Though young to be called an old man, Totogen’s face was so lined with wrinkles that he looked like one.

After removing the robe, thin clothes were revealed. Lest he catch a cold, Lian covered him with a carpet that was draped over a sofa.

“Better wash these quickly before he wakes up.”

He filled the bathtub with water, tossed in the robe and clothes, and started washing them. White foam bubbled up, and the robe and clothes were clean in an instant.

Needing the clothes to dry quickly, he wrung out the moisture and went out to the terrace, laying them over the railing.

Woosh!

In the midst of hot air and cheering, the clothes quickly dried, and as they did, sweat beaded on Lian’s face.

‘The higher the floor, the hotter it gets…’

Gratefully acknowledging the clothes’ swift drying, Lian donned the now-dry clothes and returned to the living room holding the robe.

“I…talk to me…uh…”

Totogen was murmuring nonsense as if caught in a nightmare. Lian removed the carpet that covered him and dressed him in his robe.

‘Alright, now it’s all done… Ah.’

Lian noticed blood splattered on the floor. He rolled his eyes and stealthily covered the bloodstains with the carpet that had been covering Totogen.

It looked odd, but the bloodstains were completely hidden.

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“Hey, it’s not like I did anything wrong. This should be fine.”

Lian mumbled to himself and headed toward the door.

“Well then, I’ll take my leave.”

Thump.

Not long after Lian left…

“Ha..!”

Totogen regained consciousness.

“Heugh… Why am I laying down?”

He clutched his head and sat up.

“I was sure that …Huh?”

Trying to recall, he felt a chill and rolled his eyes down to his robe.

Pop, plop!

“What, what, what is this…?!”

Flowers popped out of his clothes, swaying sickeningly, accompanied by a scent that was unpleasantly nice.

Plus, a peculiar pink aura was faintly emanating from them.

“Why has my… my precious robe bought with an ungodly sum of money turned into this… this…?!”

The robe Totogen wore was the epitome of luxury, slathered with various magical effects.

It was an all-purpose robe that, just by wearing it, gave one an aura of authority, corrected behavior, was temperature controlled, and even had an inner space of its own.

It was also the most expensive item he owned.

And now, from this precious robe, there emanated a lovely scent that made one think of the soft cheeks of babies.

“Who could have done this…!”

Enraged, he sprang up shouting.

“Uh…?”

He stepped on the carpet on the floor and immediately fell backward.

Thud!

“Ughk…!”

He knocked his head on the corner of the sofa and rolled his eyes back, passing out.

***

Upon leaving the zombie’s room, Lian walked along an elegantly designed corridor before coming upon a spacious resting area with long sofas and a fountain. The Odol-like man was there, along with Iris and the rat beastman, all gathered in what seemed to be a lounge area.

The Odol-like man was nagging Iris about something trivial, but Lian ignored his talk and approached Iris.

“Whoa?! How are you out already?!”

Startled by my sudden appearance, the Odol-like man jumped and exclaimed. I rolled my eyes briefly, contemplating.

‘If I say that zombie rudely slashed my stomach and after taking a scolding from my organs, got shocked and collapsed… Hmm, that wouldn’t be believable no matter what.’

Even if he found the rules of the gag world and this world confusing, he knew well enough that talking organs were strange.

“Did you dare be disrespectful to Lord Totogen… what?”

The Odol-like man was approaching with a twisted face but stopped short and wore a stunned expression when the rat beastman whispered something to him. He then coughed and distanced himself from me.

‘..Seems like we could profit from him for a longer time. Ahem.’

The Odol-like man quickly started rubbing his hands together like a fly and approached Totogen’s secretary, talking charmingly.
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“Please make sure to convey to Lord Totogen that more excellent programs are on the way and we hope he will enjoy them for a long – very long – time as if this were his home! And -…”

The rat beastman also nodded earnestly next to him.

The secretary listened to the Odol-like man’s words with an expressionless face, occasionally giving advice about Totogen’s preferences.

Swoosh.

While the Odol-like man and the secretary were conversing, Iris came over and grabbed my hand.

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“Thanks for waiti -…woah!”

As I was about to thank the dutiful Iris with heaps of praise, the hand I was holding suddenly pulled me in. When I came to my senses, Iris’s nose was buried deep into my neck, sniffing away.

“Ugh…”

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Iris sounded displeased, her voice lower than usual.

“Iris?”
“Smell…”
“….!?”

My body… smells?

Just as I stiffened with a shocked expression, the follow-up came.

“Blood… smell.”
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“Ah.”

Upon hearing that, my heart that was burnt to cinders bloomed into a beautiful flower garden.

“I bled a little earlier, that’s why it smells lik -…ugh!”

Suddenly, a ticklish pain shot through my neck. Iris had bitten me! My own child had bitten me!

“Why, Iris, why…?”

Calling out to Iris with the feelings of a father slapped by his daughter, she let go of my neck and said with a sulky face.

“Promise… is a lie.”
“What..?”

Iris tapped on the back of my hand. Then, I realized what she was referring to.

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“Ah – the promise I made not to put a knife to my throat?”

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Iris nodded. She puffed her cheeks in a tantrum, and if I said she looked adorable now, would she get even angrier?

“So you bit me because I broke a promise?”

Firmly –

With a stern face, she nodded, and my fatherly feeling of being slapped vanished. How could I be angry knowing she bit me out of concern?

The wound that I thought would ache for a lifetime now felt like the harmless gnawing of an angry puppy that came home late.

Just look at her, trying to sneak a glad eye her way.

‘This has to be one of the joys of raising a daughter,’ I thought, patting Iris on the head, who was watching me with caution.

“I’m sorry. I’ll be careful not to smell like blood in the future.”

Iris’s eyes narrowed again. Seemingly, I had misspoken. I waved my hands, hastening to clarify.

“Uh-oh, and not bring things like knives close to my throat, right?”

Iris looked at me with piercing eyes before nodding. I guessed I got it right this time.

“Well then, we’ll be off!”

The Odol-like man, having finally finished his conversation, loudly bid farewell to the secretary and approached us.

“It’s time to go downstairs, so follow me.”

I followed the Odol-like man without complaint.

***

“Wow!”

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Iris and I were assigned to a room two stories higher than the one before. Almost like a house in its own right, it had a living room and two additional rooms.

“This one can be Iris’s room!”
“…!”

Each of the two rooms had a bed, clearly meant for personal use.

Usually, at Iris’s age, one would desire a private room.

‘Soon she’s going to nag at me not to mix her laundry with mine?’

While wiping the sweat dripping from his eyes, he noticed Iris shaking her head profusely.

“Huh? Don’t you like this room? Would you rather have that one?”

At that, Iris shook her head again, vehemently, let go of my hand, and darted into the room. Then, she… lifted the bed up high!

“Iris, that’s dangerous!”
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She had the strength to topple a huge monster, yet she was just a frail girl who shouldn’t be lifting beds… His thoughts were incongruous as he stopped Iris from lifting the bed.

“Why, what’s wrong, Iris..!”
“Ugh…”

It took me a while to realize that Iris wanted to move the bed so she could sleep with me.

As I was tearing up with appreciation…

Knock knock.

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“Anyone in there?”

A neighbor from the same floor had apparently come to visit.