Chapter 6: The Angel of Love (Part One)

Three months have passed since my first day of hunting. After returning to the village and telling what had happened, the villagers (including my mother) showered me with praise. That same night there was a feast, even though it was not the beginning of the month.

I say beginning of the month because in Eralgia, the years are divided into lunar months of 30 days, and at the beginning of each month, a celebration is held in each village, town and city.

During the celebration in my honor, the adults began to talk about my future, and the looks of the children, both younger and older, were full of admiration towards me, some of them even asked me to be their teacher. I had to refuse, since I was still an apprentice.

The village blacksmith, Mr. Fas Nesel, agreed with the others that I would be better as a mountain sentinel or a hunter, but he also believed that a warrior capable of forging and maintaining his own weapons was an example among examples and approved to be my tutor when I reached 12 years of age.

Well, it’ll take some time for that, so I decided to use it to improve and conduct experiments.

Today, I decided to make something that does not exist in this world and I missed from the Earth: the soap.

I don’t miss toilet paper, as there is a plant with leaves with the same texture and properties that is imported to the region. Its name is Fufran, which is also the secret of the septic tanks.

The Hetros is present in everything that exists in this world, that includes plants. There are a variety of plants with different properties, many of them are used in medicine as ingredients for potions that have effects far superior to the medicines on Earth, like closing wounds instantly.

Fufran leaves are used in various medicines, but their main use is in cleaning organic waste. When a septic tank is built, the soil is filled with soil mixed with seeds, which will grow and feed on the feces while at the same time producing a fragrance that eliminates bacteria and have no harmful effects in people.

Truly a fantasy world.

Now, while there is a good sanitation system, soap seems to be non-existent.

Not only is it unknown to the nagas, but when I asked Captain Almond and his men if they knew it, they replied that had never heard of it.

The only known form of cleaning is water, and that is enough ...

That's why I gave myself the task of making soap, so far I have used some antiseptic plants but their smells are unpleasant. Since I don’t have the equipment and the necessary ingredients for the elaboration of the modern soda, I’ll need to use potassium hydroxide.

This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

As it is a dangerous chemical process, safety equipment is indispensable. Gloves made with Ripper Frog skin, transparent lenses of Metal Cicada wings, and a mouth cover of Jumping Panther thin skin. Rudimentary, but safe enough.

After getting the hydroxide and mixing it with animal fat, I managed to obtain the soap mixture, with which I could make some bars. As for fragrance, I used a well-known plant: lavender. I am curious why it exists in this world, but there are also other plants and grains of the earth, such as wheat. Perhaps they are interdimensional organisms.

My first soap bars after arriving in this world. Tonight I'm going to sleep with a clean body, but why wait till night? Maybe it's time to take a bath in the river.

After leaving the materials and equipment in a safe place, I went to the river in high spirits.

Half the way to the river I felt a stare on me, that put me on guard.

"Who's there? Get out of where you are." (Aruh)

It was not the presence of a monster but I felt a strange hostility, and it was not someone from the village.

Since some time ago, even before going hunting for the first time, I am able to feel presences. To be more exact, it was since I started to manage my hetros. When I asked mom and dad about the reason, they both replied that it was a very rare talent among the Naga. I feel as if I was born with lots of good things... In counterpart, I can not leave the mountain range, however being so big I doubt to stay without things to discover.

Anyway, thanks to this ability I can locate monsters and differentiate them from the inhabitants of the village or other people, that is why I can also feel that this presence is strange since it’s a person’s, the weirdest thing is the kind of feeling it’s using on me.

"Over there! Show yourself!" (Aruh)

I aim my bronze dagger in the direction I feel the hostility. But my training is little. No, no matter how much training I had, it would be impossible for me to deal with such a situation.

"He, he, he, Surprising! You were able to feel my presence despite how hard I tried to hide it!" (?)

Behind a tree, a person appeared with a roguish and cheerful gesture. Naga? Human? Or maybe something else ...?

"You even knew my exact location, and those words ... How cool!" (?)

Celestial blue hair and silky clear skin without imperfections. A little older than me, maybe eight or nine years. Their clothes are characteristic of the naga but it does not appear to be one. Not to mention their hair color, their eyes are different: one blue as the Naga and the other is golden. A feature that does share is the two adorable fangs that show between their lips… A girl… An incredible cute girl!

"Ah ... Em ... Huh ..." (Aruh)

What's going on? Why is it so difficult to talk? Or rather, why is my brain so messed up? What is this feeling? What is this sensation? What is it? Without realizing it, my dagger escapes from between my fingers and buries itself in the soil.

"I see ... Even you." (?)

Seeing my reaction, the joyful gesture of the beautiful angel in front of me is darkened with a little sadness. I do not want that!

"P-pretty ... how p-pretty!" (Aruh)

Those words slipped out of my mouth! Seriously, what is happening?

Apparently, she heard my words. Her smile returns and even increases in intensity, I can also feel some mischievous air around her. Is this what a hare feels when being cornered by its predator?

"How pretty, huh?" (Girl)

In an instant, she approaches me and throws herself towards me, giving me a hug.

"So you think I'm pretty... You are so cute!"

The problem in my mind gets worse and I can feel the temperature of my face rising. This angel is going to drive me crazy.