Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 150: Truth Beneath the Moonlight

"I-I even knew why he smiles like that, why he acts like that... but I ignored it!"

Maybe it was because of the looming sense that this could be the end for him.

Like a final will, the words full of regret spilled from Rocco one after another.

The tears streamed down from his face, unstoppable.

"Waaaah! Please! Please give Laxus back!" Rocco cried shamelessly, sobbing and clinging to the wolf.

Then, it happened.

The wolf, which had been silent all this time, suddenly stirred.

It moved slowly and lowered itself to the ground, lying flat in front of Rocco as if surrendering.

Rocco blinked his eyes through his tears, his wailing coming to an abrupt halt.

He gazed down at the wolf now resting at his feet, its thick, fluffy ears visible and temptingly close.

The urge to reach out and pet them was overwhelming, but he resisted.

"—You truly are..."

The words echoed softly in his mind.

Suddenly, a voice echoed from somewhere, causing Rocco to jump in surprise.

There should only be Rocco and the wolf here, so where did the voice come from?

He scanned his surroundings cautiously, looking around, and soon the voice reached his ears again.

’’Why do you always try to get inside my head?’’

It was only then that Rocco realized the source of the voice was right in front of him.

The red eyes, staring directly at him, and the glossy white fur seemed so familiar.

They reminded him of someone.

Without thinking, Rocco muttered softly to the wolf, who likely wouldn’t understand him.

"Laxus...?"

At Rocco’s hesitant call, the wolf narrowed its red eyes, giving a soft response.

The melting sweetness he saw in those eyes confirmed it.

The wolf was definitely Laxus, just as Rocco had suspected.

"L-Laxus? Did you... merge with the wolf because you were eaten by it...?"

In a fluster of confusion, Rocco completely forgot the fact that Laxus was actually a Beastman, and his mind went into a frenzy.

However, to be fair, it wasn’t surprising that he couldn’t immediately understand, given the wolf before him was not the small, familiar puppy he knew.

This wolf was huge and where was his little puppy he knew?

’’Heh, I didn’t merge with the wolf. You’ve seen me in my beast form before, right? I’m a Beastman.’’

"Oh, r-right... no, wait, that’s not it! Laxus is a small puppy!"

Despite the wolf’s cheerful smile, the earlier sense of intimidation and fear melted away.

Perhaps it was because Rocco now knew the wolf’s true identity.

His trembling ceased almost as if it had been blown away, and he found himself leaning in, burying his face in the soft, fluffy fur.

He squeezed the fur tightly while tilting his head in confusion.

He remembered that Laxus was a Beastman, and he understood it now.

However, the wolf form in front of him still didn’t sit well with him.

Wasn’t Laxus supposed to be a cute, little puppy Beastman?

It seemed Laxus could sense Rocco’s lingering doubts.

He licked Rocco’s cheek, his tone light and teasing as he responded.

’’Do you still think I’m a little puppy Beastman? I did suppress my presence, but I didn’t think you’d be this oblivious.’’

"Hmm? Am I being mocked...?"

Because of the gentle smile and calm voice, Rocco was momentarily misled into thinking he was being complimented.

However, upon listening carefully, he realized he’d actually been lightly teased, and the realization made him feel like crying.

Puffing out his cheeks in frustration, he buried his face on Mr. Bunny and looked up at Laxus.

Laxus smiled again.

"Have you ever seen the Del Fiore family crest?"

The soft voice and kind gaze soothed Rocco’s vexed heart, and he slowly lifted his face.

He thought for a moment.

The Del Fiore family crest... After a few seconds, it hit him.

He had seen it just when he arrived here—the crest, with the depiction of a fierce beast.

"R-really? Laxus... you really are a wolf...?"

Rocco leaned forward and wrapped both hands around Laxus’s body in an enthusiastic hug.

From the back, ears, tail, to the front—no matter how he looked at it, the creature in front of him was a mystical white wolf.

Could it really be that this form was Laxus’s true Beastman form...?

Laxus chuckled as he watched Rocco blink his eyes in surprise.

However, then the smile quickly faded into a more troubled expression as he murmured in a lower voice.

"...Did you get scared? Did you... get afraid when you found out I’m a wolf, not a little puppy?"

Laxus nuzzled against Rocco’s knee in a way that seemed almost like a child clinging, not wanting to go anywhere.

"It’s not just that... A wolf with red eyes... It’s too ominous, isn’t it?"

Hearing this, Rocco suddenly remembered.

That’s right, he recalled that in this country, not only were red eyes viewed with suspicion, but wolves were also feared and revered as dangerous creatures.

Wolves are said to bring misfortune.

This belief, rooted in ancient teachings, is still widespread, with almost forty percent of the population in this country following a religion that condemns wolves.

As a result, the dislike for wolves has become a common sentiment.

Such unpleasant customs and norms of this country had unfortunately influenced Laxus’s life.

Not only did Laxus have red eyes, but he was also a Beastman treated worse than a slave, and a wolf hated by people.

It was the complete package of misfortune.

With red eyes, a Beastman, and a wolf... It’s as if he was born to be a cursed child.

Rocco thought to himself.

Laxus had likely faced this much prejudice and hatred throughout his life, so it wasn’t surprising that he had built up a mask from a young age.

The fact that Laxus was a Beastman had probably been kept a secret, but his red eyes were something beyond his control.

Rocco couldn’t even begin to imagine the countless negative emotions Laxus had endured.