Novel Bin Volume 1 Prologue
Volume 1 Prologue
To: Kusumi Chiharu.
Congratulations. You have been selected to be part of the seventh generation of monster tamers.
Please choose one of the monsters from list below; you should remember that it will not only be your first partner, but will also help with your daily training, so please take good care of it.
Dragon tribe: red dragon.
Level: 1.
Physical strenght: B.
Power: B.
Speed: A.
An all-round monster.
Can breathe out fire from the mouth.
Be careful thet it doesn\'t burn your house.
Serial number: 001.
Giant tribe: Nephilim.
Level: 5.
Physical strenght: B.
Power: A.
Speed: C.
A monster with incredible strenght.
Can even throw a heavy trusk with a single hand.
If not careful, can spuash you flat.
Serial number: 036
Undead tribe: Ghoul.
Level: 9.
Physical strenght: A.
Power: C.
Speed: C.
A very resilient monster.
Professes a total obedience to its master.
Not very popular.
Serial number: 042.
Though in truth, in my opinion, I feel you have the talent and grounding to become a \'demon king\' in the future.
Having said that, Chiharu-sama, I wish you good luck from the bottom of my heart.
From: Luka (International Monster Association).
"Ding Ding"
Early in the morning, on a certain day.
My phone received an advertising mail.
Checking the contents, it ended up being a total load of bull.
Initially believing it to be a new type of scam, I was about to immediately press the "delete" button, but, for some reason, the message\'s format puzzled me.
"This...it doesn\'t seem like a scam mail..."
Among those teasing sentences in a round font, neither a \'Payment link\' nor a \'Homepage address\' were written anywhere.
If that\'s the case, then who is behind this? What is his objective?
That being said, there aren\'t any monsters like that...
Although I didn\'t believe in the genuineness of the mail, I wondered why they didn\'t prepare better content.
In the end, I half-consciously deleted the mail, promptly adding it to the spam list.
...With this, I won\'t be bothered for a while.
Once again ducking myself into the bed, I soon felt my consciousness drifting away.
Perhaps the next time I wake up, I will have already forgotten about everything that happened this morning.
But I would never have thought...
...that such a trifling impulsive action would later end up causing open mayhem between three monsters...