It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 46

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The darkened heroine is overwhelmingly convenient.
#46
When I turned my gaze, the gray wolf was growling with its teeth bared beneath the muzzle rope.
The flimsy muzzle grew taut, as if it might snap at any moment.
“Hey now, what’s wrong?”
Daisy tried to soothe the gray wolf, a hint of bewilderment in her voice.
But Felix, who could sense a summoned creature’s emotions, understood perfectly well why the gray wolf was growling.
‘It doesn’t trust me.’
The gray wolf was furious.
Because I hadn’t answered its alpha’s question.
“Ha, this is absurd.”
“Hey, it’s my first time! Of course it takes longer! I’ve never made a muzzle out of rope before.”
Daisy Sable Heart seemed to have misunderstood the complaint as criticism of how long it was taking.
Felix didn’t correct that misunderstanding.
Instead, I looked into the gray wolf’s eyes, which had been glaring at me intensely the whole time.
‘Answer!’
The gray wolf was demanding it with a blazing stare.
Felix ignored it.
‘Death!’
The gray wolf’s shoulder muscles bulged taut, as if ready to lunge at any second.
“Ugh.”
The summoned creature’s hostility erupted violently, squeezing my heart in agony.
‘As I thought…….’
With my lips bitten hard enough to draw blood, Felix’s hand instinctively reached toward the dagger at my waist.
I’d held out a bit of hope, since it had been so docile in front of Daisy.
But that hardly meant its aggression toward its master was subsiding.
Felix’s gray eyes darkened visibly.
“Daisy.”
“All done. All done.”
Daisy answered without turning around, thinking I was rushing her.
She was fearlessly shaking the muzzle’s fastening.
Sharp teeth showed through the gaps and drool dripped steadily, but she didn’t seem bothered in the slightest.
It was fortunate that the wolf was inexplicably docile around Daisy alone, though there was no telling when that could change.
If it did, that pathetic muzzle would never hold back the wolf’s attack.
Felix quickly identified the creature’s vital points.
To prevent it from coming at my heart again, I’d have to immobilize it completely.
Of course, doing that would cause me terrible pain as well.
But that didn’t matter.
Pain was familiar.
That was when Felix, having decided on this course, drew the dagger.
Daisy spoke.
“Paw.”
Snap.
The gray wolf, which had instinctively placed its front paw on Daisy’s small hand, seemed bewildered.
And that was… how Felix felt too.
The moment Daisy said “paw,” the hand gripping the dagger flinched.
I’d almost… given it.
No, that was the gray wolf’s emotion.
Well, my summoned creature did regard Daisy as its alpha…….
“There, good boy. Good wolf! You listen so well.”
Daisy beamed and ruffled the gray wolf’s neck fur vigorously.
Felix flooded with contentment instead of anger.
Slap.
Felix gave my cheek a light tap to snap back to reality.
The gray wolf flooded with contentment instead of anger.
It was only a moment, but the confused subject made Felix’s entire body go cold.
I had the sudden feeling that my summoned creature regarding Daisy as its alpha might be a far more dangerous problem than I’d realized.
“Again, paw!”
Yes, boss!
“Wow, what a good wolf! Such a good boy! So pretty!”
He he.
Under Daisy’s rough caresses, the wolf’s face had melted into contentment.
Its muzzle curved upward in what looked like a smile, and its tongue lolled out between its teeth, panting happily.
He couldn’t believe it.
Just moments ago, in front of the Committee, it had been a ravening beast that looked ready to slaughter everything in sight—and now this.
Felix had been slack-jawed staring at the massive creature, which was now indistinguishable from a large dog, when an odd sound snapped him back to awareness.
Squawk.
The black raven perched on Daisy’s shoulder let out a cry that sounded strangely disgruntled.
Screech.
“What is it, bird,” Daisy muttered.
Squawk.
As the raven cried out again, Daisy glanced sideways at Felix, then bent close and whispered something barely audible.
“Hush now. Don’t do anything strange like you did last time.”
Last time?
Felix’s expression darkened in confusion—he’d heard every word despite her attempt at discretion.
Daisy turned to face him abruptly.
“Felix.”
Startled, but keeping his composure intact, Felix met her gaze.
“Try it now.”
“Try what.”
“What I just did.”
If Daisy Sablehart had just done what he thought—
“Say ‘shake.'”
Click.
As if demonstrating, the wolf placed its foreleg obediently into Daisy’s palm once more.
Daisy gave the wolf’s neck another vigorous scratch and spoke in a bright, high-pitched voice.
“Good girl, good! Good girl, good!”
…
Felix watched the scene unfold in stunned silence before regaining his wits and calmly pointing out the flaw.
“Wolves don’t have hands, Daisy Sablehart.”
“Does that matter?”
…
Truth be told, it didn’t.
He’d only wanted a moment’s reprieve.
Accepting reality at last, Felix exhaled and asked quietly.
“Why are you even doing this?”
“To prove to the Committee that your wolf isn’t dangerous, of course.”
“And your proof is teaching it to place its paw in your palm.”
“Doesn’t it look harmless?”
Daisy blinked her enormous green eyes and tilted her head innocently.
It did look harmless.
Except for the massive gray wolf behind her, whose glowing gaze was clearly saying, “Say yes, now.”
“We’ll need other training eventually, but we start with this. You say ‘shake,’ the wolf offers its paw, and you praise it in a bright voice—like this: ‘Good girl, good!’ That’s all.”
“Why praise, though?”
“Because if she learns that good things happen when she does this, she’ll keep doing it, won’t she?”
…
Felix wanted to point out that he didn’t think saying “good girl, good” in his own voice would register as anything positive for the beast.
But Daisy was already urging him on with those luminous, eager eyes.
“Come on!”
…
“It’s fine—see? She’s wearing a muzzle.”
…
It was too late to back out now.
Felix found himself thinking that drawing his dagger might be the more dignified choice, even as he slowly extended his hand.
Just once more.
Yes, he’d let himself be fooled just one more time.
‘Now, what am I supposed to say?’
Avoiding Daisy’s bright gaze, Felix spoke reluctantly, his voice slow and flat.
“Shake.”
Predictably, the wolf seemed just as reluctant about the entire affair.
The dissatisfaction flowing into his chest and the aggressive impulses he was desperately suppressing created a sharp, biting pain.
Yet the wolf that had looked ready to tear into him at any moment raised its front paw with deliberate slowness.
His gaze remained fixed on the leader—on Daisy.
The jaw.
The moment its heavy weight settled into his palm, Daisy gave the signal.
‘Now!’
“…….”
‘Yes, now!’
“…….”
Pressed by Daisy’s urgency, Felix finally forced the words out, feeling as though his throat were being strangled.
“……Good job…….”
The wolf spoke with its eyes.
‘How irritating!’
It was the first moment he and his summoned creature had truly understood each other.
* * *
“You seem to be in a good mood lately, Daisy?”
Was it merely good mood?
Everything was proceeding exactly as planned.
Basic magic classes, basic herbology classes, basic swordsmanship classes, basic administrative classes (he’d slept through it), basic theology classes (he’d slept through it), basic whatnot classes, basic thingamabob classes—
In every class, Daisy had maintained her steadfast policy of not standing out, and it had been remarkably successful.
Because all the attention had been monopolized by Felix Arderon, who’d summoned the notorious mad wolf.
These days, Daisy’s name was mentioned in the training grounds only when the occasional spiced chicken she’d created happened to fly past.
[Sizzle…….]
‘Wow, that’s the spiced chicken Daisy Seibleheart made.’
‘When did that thing disappear anyway?’
And the summoned creature training sessions with Felix were also progressing successfully.
The wolf reputed to be a mad summoned creature, ‘Sundol’, was following the training remarkably well.
That was right.
The wolf’s name was Sundol.
It was naturally a name Daisy had given him.
Training required a name, and Felix had shown absolutely no inclination to name his own summoned creature.
‘Can I name him then?’
‘Do as you like.’
‘Really, I get to name him?’
‘Suit yourself.’
‘Well then, he’s so well-behaved, so—Sundol.’
‘…….’
At the name that sprang forth as though waiting for this moment, Felix’s expression showed deep regret.

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