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Exiled Villainess: They Threw Me Out, Now Every Beastman Wants Me novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Breast Milk

The pet had no name.

This was a problem because Tera had already been caught talking to it three times, and calling it "the fat one" was starting to feel disrespectful.

[Host has spent 47 minutes today watching this creature waddle]

[(·•᷄_•᷅ )]

’It’s therapeutic.’

[Host said the same thing yesterday]

[And the day before]

[This system is beginning to suspect Host has formed an emotional attachment]

’That’s ridiculous. I am just monitoring it.’

[Monitoring includes naming the animal?]

’It doesn’t have a name.’

[Host called it "Puff" under her breath this morning]

Tera’s eye twitched. ’That was a descriptive term. Not a name.’

[Descriptive terms do not usually include the phrase "my sweet little Puff-Puff"]

Tera ignored the system, and after hours of careful deliberation, she finally scooped the creature into her arms. It was so soft and squishy, like a dumpling, that Tera decided to give it two names.

It made a soft, contented sound—something between a snuffle and a chirp—and immediately burrowed against her chest, its ridiculous moustache-puffs tickling her chin.

’Omg, it is so cuteeeee.’

"Fine," she muttered. "Your name is Puff Dumpling."

Puff Dumpling let out another contented chirp.

["( – ⌓ – )]

Tera ignored the system and carried Puff Dumpling toward the settlement, the creature’s stubby legs dangling uselessly as it accepted being transported like royalty.

The clan’s reaction to Tera’s new companion ranged from baffled to deeply concerned. They did not understand why she was parading their meat around like that.

The cubs were dangerous. Tera had never had to worry about them till now. No matter how much they were told Puff Dumpling wasn’t food, they constantly pulled and poked at it, calculating how much meat they would get from the small creature.

[Host has formed an emotional bond with a creature that has no survival utility, no reproductive value, and no discernible skills]

[( ˘•ω•˘ )]

[This is the most human thing Host has done since arriving]

’OMG. Get off my dick already!’

[(,,•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ ,,)?]

[Host does not have—]

’Sush!’

- ※ - ※ - ※ -

The weeks that followed the task completion were the most peaceful Tera had experienced since arriving in this world.

Her body was changing. The daily exercises, combined with Ermin and Xavi’s relentless campaign to stuff her with food, had finally started showing results. Her arms, which had once resembled twigs with ambitions, now had visible definition. And she was feeling a lot sturdier.

She hadn’t exactly gained weight, but the slight visibility of her ribs had finally disappeared under a layer of healthy flesh.

Xavi had stopped poking her face every morning to check. He now poked it purely for recreation.

Her belly had also begun to swell. It was barely visible, but it was there, a constant reminder of two tiny lives taking shape inside her.

Ermin, for his part, had developed an annoying habit of appearing exactly when Tera needed something.

Tera had also discovered, during one of her herb-sorting sessions, that a particular dried leaf produced a pleasant, slightly sweet aroma when steeped in water.

Sadly, another waterskin made from the skin of the recently killed animals had to be sacrificed to serve as a tea shaker.

After having tasted the water, she introduced cold herbal tea to the clan that evening, and the reaction was mixed. Some of the beast folk sipped cautiously and nodded with surprised approval. Others took one sip and looked at Tera as if she had just served them hot leaf juice and called it a gift, which was technically accurate.

And for some strange reason, they enjoyed the bitter ones more, which Tera would have preferred to take with milk.

She stared at the beasts sharing the skin between one another.

She missed milk.

’I am such a genius!’

’System. What if I collected some milk from the other females? It should be completely normal to—’

’Fine! I’ll just use my own milk when it comes in!’

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