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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 22: Owlbear (3)

Chapter 22: Owlbear (3)

Since‌‌‌ the name is​‍ decided, the only‌ thing left is‍ to become friends‌‌‍ with Wonmo.

I raised his affection⁠ level quite a bit by giving‍ him honey, but‍ he is still‍ a cub.

He‍​ still does not‍ distinguish things well⁠‍‍ and, besides, his​​ mother died, so‍ I will have‌​‌ to take care​‍ of him.

But‍⁠‍ here the most⁠⁠‌ important problem arose.‍

‘How‍​​ do you raise​‌​ this?’

Not​ even when I lived at home‍ had I ever‌‌​ had a pet.‍‌‍

I could barely take‌⁠ care of myself,‍⁠‌ so what pet⁠‍ would I have⁠⁠ had?

At⁠‌⁠ least with dogs‍‌ or cats I had some idea⁠​ because I had⁠‌ seen them before,‍ but not with‌⁠⁠ an owlbear.

The‌ only thing I know is that⁠⁠⁠ it has a terrible appetite and​‌ that it is⁠ fierce.

‘The‌ important thing is⁠ that he recognizes‍‍ me as his‍‍ owner…’

I watched Wonmo while⁠ he ran around⁠ the entire cave.‍‌

Maybe​‍ because he is⁠‌ still small, his​‍​ curiosity is enormous.‌

“Sniff.‍ Sniff.”

The​ little one was​‍ wandering around the‍ place where his⁠‌ mother had died.​⁠​

From‍‍ the way he‌ was sniffing, it⁠ seemed he remembered‍‍ her smell.

But‌⁠ the owlbear had‌ already gone to⁠⁠ America no, to‌ the auction house.​‍

Even​ now the bids‌‌ were still coming‌⁠​ in, so soon⁠⁠⁠ I will receive⁠ a good sum‍⁠ of money.

‘But‌ will that little‌⁠ one really grow⁠‍‌ that big?’

The‍⁠ mother owlbear, exaggerating​‌ a little, was⁠⁠ the size of‌‌ a house.

But⁠‍ look at Wonmo.⁠⁠⁠

That⁠⁠​ little round thing‍​​ is barely the‌‌ size of a medium dog.

Besides,​​ the color of⁠⁠ his fur is⁠ light, so like⁠ they said in‌ the gallery, it​⁠​ seems he was​ born very recently.⁠

“Kueeek!”‌‌‍

“Ow.”​​‌

That​⁠​ is why his⁠⁠‍ curiosity is excessive.​​

Why⁠‌ are you trying‌‍ to eat the‍‌ fasting pills that‌​‌ were in the‍⁠‍ sack?

With‍⁠‌ that sense of​ smell you have,‍‌‍ you surely detected⁠‌‍ the bitter scent.​

“Kuaaak!”‌‌‌

Shraaak!​‍‌

But​​‍ even being a cub, his ferocity⁠‍ was still there.‌

When​​⁠ Wonmo swung his‍‍ claws, the sack‌ tore.

When‌‌ I saw the‌ fasting pills falling⁠​ everywhere, I almost‍‍​ had a heart⁠ attack.

“Hey!‌⁠‍ Wonmo! You cannot‌ do that!”

“Kyuu…⁠ kyuu?”

“Even‍ if you do‍ not like them,​​ you cannot do‌‍​ that!”

While​⁠‍ scolding him, I acted quickly.

I laid the sack​ down so the‌‌ pills would not‍‍ keep falling.

Then​‍ I bought a sack of a similar size in‍ the auction house​ and transferred them⁠ there.

‘By​‍ the way, aren’t‍ these supposed to‌‌⁠ eat even rotten‍‍‌ corpses?’

How​​ horrible must those‍ pills taste for⁠ everyone to react⁠ the same way?‍​

I am used to​‌‌ them, but animals‍​ apparently are not.⁠​

‘First⁠‌ I have to‍ make him recognize‌​ this place as‌ his home…’

But‍⁠⁠ there is something​‌ that gives me‍​ a doubt.

Why​​‌ did the mother‌ owlbear bring her‍ cub here?

Owlbears‍‍ are territorial animals,⁠ extremely sensitive about‌‌‍ their territory.

That‍ means they rarely‌ invade the territory⁠​ of other animals.⁠​​

Even⁠⁠ if she were⁠​ patrolling, she would‍‍‍ not have brought‍⁠​ her cub, and‌ even less a newborn.

‘Did⁠‍‍ someone take away‌‌‍ her original territory?’​

No…‍⁠​ probably not.

When‍‍ the mother owlbear‍ encountered me she‌‍ was in perfect⁠ condition.

She​‌⁠ did not even‍​ try to tear‌‌​ me apart immediately,⁠‍‍ she observed me‌ first.

Maybe‌ she was simply‍⁠ moving?

I do not know.⁠⁠

To‌‌ confirm it properly,​ the best thing​ would be to⁠‍ find her nest.​‍

‘But⁠ right now that​ is impossible.’

Look⁠ at this ball⁠​‍ of fur that‍ is staring at⁠‌⁠ me with those‌​‌ round eyes.

He​ is sitting on‍‍ the straw mat,​ staring at me.​

“Come⁠‌​ here, come.”

“Kyuu.”‌

He‍ is so adorable‍ it drives me⁠⁠​ crazy.

How​⁠‍ can he be‌‍‌ so cute?

I touched his chin‌​ and patted his‍⁠ head.

Showing​​‌ him all the‌ affection I could.‌

Yes.​

How‍ could I leave​⁠‍ while leaving him‌ here?

Even‍​‍ if I left,‌‍ I cannot abandon‌‍ this place until‌‍​ he recognizes it‌‌⁠ as his home.​‍​

‘Then‍‍‌ it would be‌‌ best to repair​​ the cave…’

It​⁠⁠ is not a bad decision, even⁠ if it is​‍​ a shame.

But‍‍‍ the biggest problem⁠ remains the same.​⁠

Water.‍‍

I can manage my‍‌ hygiene myself, but⁠‌ not his.

I do not know‌‍ what diseases he‍​ might bring, so⁠ bathing him is⁠‍‍ mandatory.

‘Take‌ him to the​​ stream to wash‌‌ him…?’

That​​​ would be difficult.‍​

Not​ because of the​ golden poisonous frog,‍ but because Wonmo⁠⁠ might run away.​⁠

Especially‍ if he crosses⁠ to the other‌‍ side.

And⁠ if the terrain‍ changed at that‌ moment, it would​​ be a disaster.​

‘Is‌‌⁠ there any good‍⁠ way?’

I looked at Wonmo,‌ who was watching⁠ me without understanding‍⁠‌ anything, and silently​⁠‍ hugged him.

With‍⁠ fur that fluffy​​ not having been‍‌ able to call⁠ him Bokseul.

I am sorry, little‍‌‍ one.

As​⁠⁠ if he understood⁠​​ my feelings, he⁠ began rubbing his‍⁠ face against me.​​‌

Grrrr—​​

Then​‌ I heard a strange sound near⁠‍ my ear.

But‌​‍ it did not​⁠ come from my​ stomach.

I slowly released Wonmo‍‍ and stared at‌⁠ him.

“Kyuu…”‌‌

“Are‍ you hungry?”

“Slurp.”​‌

Hey.‍​‍

Do⁠ not look at​‍‍ me licking your⁠ lips like that.‌

It​⁠ makes me nervous.⁠

Before‌⁠ Wonmo lost control,​‌ I quickly entered‌⁠‍ the auction house.​

Many‍⁠‌ types of things⁠​ are sold there,⁠ so I could‍​‌ also buy meat.‍

‘Do⁠‌‍ they also sell‌‍‍ monster meat?’

Orc,​‍ goblin, gnoll, troll…‍​

I am not sure‍⁠ why someone would⁠‌⁠ sell this in‌ the auction house.‍

Monster⁠‌ meat is tough‍ and tastes bad,‍ so normally nobody​‍ eats it unless⁠⁠ they are desperate.‍

They​‌ probably sold it​‍⁠ because they did‌ not know what​​‌ to do with​ it.

Besides,‍​ the price was‌ quite cheap.

“Here.‍ Take it.”

“Sniff‍‌ sniff.”

I bought orc meat‍ and placed it​⁠‍ in front of​​ Wonmo.

Wonmo‌​​ also sniffed it⁠‍‍ curiously and then‌‍‌ took a big​ bite.

“Nom​ nom.”

“Is⁠⁠‌ it good?”

“Nom⁠⁠‍ nom nom nom.‍ Crunch!”

He⁠ eats quite well.​

Being⁠⁠⁠ an owlbear, it​⁠⁠ seems his diet‌⁠ is very similar‌ to that of‌​‍ a bear.

I also left a container of water‍‍ next to him‍⁠‌ and went out⁠​ of the cave.​‌

It⁠ will take him⁠‍​ time to finish⁠​‌ all that.

Meanwhile,‍ I plan to⁠ continue the work​ I still have‍‌‌ left.

Tap!⁠‍​ Tap!

After⁠⁠‌ striking with the⁠ axe for quite‍ a while, the​​ tree began to‍ wobble a little.‍​

The​ sound was no​‌ longer as dull,‌ it sounded more⁠ like splitting firewood.⁠⁠​

I confirmed the direction‌⁠‌ of the cave⁠‍ and pushed hard​‍ with my foot.​​⁠

The​⁠⁠ tree began to⁠ tilt slowly and⁠​‍ then—

Crack!​⁠

It‍ fell.

Boom!‍‍⁠

Since‍ it was a huge tree, the‍‍⁠ mere act of​‍‌ falling made quite‌​​ a lot of​‌ noise.

I hope that did‍‍ not attract the‌‍‌ attention of other⁠​‍ animals.

Fortunately,‌‌‌ the biggest danger,‌‌ the owlbear, had​ already been sold⁠ at the auction‍ house.

‘If⁠​‌ I divide it‌‍‌ into three parts‍‌ will it be​ enough?’

I approached the fallen⁠⁠‌ tree and calculated⁠​ its size by‍‌⁠ eye.

With​ this size I could easily make‌‌‍ three or four​ defensive walls.

The​​‍ problem is that⁠​ now I have​​ to cut and‍ work this thick⁠‌⁠ wood.

‘…Why‍‍‍ did I do‍⁠⁠ this?’

They​ say after one​‍ mountain comes another.​

There​ is still a lot of work‍‍‍ left.

I should have first‌​ learned the internal​​⁠ energy cultivation method‌​ like I had​ planned earlier.

Just⁠⁠​ because I had‍‌⁠ nothing to do,‌ I ended up‍ getting into something‌⁠‌ that gave me‍​ even more work.​⁠​

I let out a long sigh and‍ decided to start‌‍ by removing the‍‍​ branches.

There‌ were so many‌​​ that I would⁠ not have to⁠‌ worry about firewood‌ for quite some‌‌‍ time.

After‌ removing the branches,​ I planned to⁠‍ split the trunk.⁠‌‍

‘Could‌⁠ I not do‍ it with the‌‌⁠ sword? Maybe I should buy a saw…’

Just⁠‌⁠ thinking about sawing​⁠ made me dizzy.‍

But‌⁠‍ I could not​ give up either.‍

Before‌ buying the saw,‍​⁠ I entered the‍‍ cave to rest.‍‍

“Grrr…”⁠

When‌⁠‍ I entered, Wonmo​​ was sleeping on​‌ the mat.

The​​‌ monster meat I had given him‍‍‍ earlier was already⁠ gone.

Like‍‍ any cub, he​​ spends most of‌⁠ the day sleeping.⁠‌‍

I looked at Wonmo,‍‌ who was sleeping⁠‌ curled up into‍⁠⁠ a ball, and‍​ opened the gallery.‌‍

Title)‌⁠⁠ Our Wonmo is​ sleeping

WildGrills​​

(photo​ of Wonmo sleeping‍ curled up)

Is​‌​ he not too‍ adorable?

ㄴAaah…​ this heals the‌‍ soul…

ㄴMore!‌⁠‌ We want more!‍⁠‌

ㄴHe​⁠ really looks like‌⁠⁠ a ball hahaha‌

ㄴI‌⁠ am more and​ more convinced that‍‍⁠ Wonmo is a great name

ㄴI​ want to hug​ him at least​​ once

Almost⁠⁠‌ all were positive⁠​⁠ comments.

If​‌ someone sees this‍‍​ and their heart‍⁠​ does not melt,​⁠​ they are not​ human.

While‍‌⁠ I looked at‌‌‌ the comments with​⁠‌ satisfaction, I saw‌‍‍ one that caught‌‌ my attention.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‍ Is that emergency⁠⁠ food? It looks‌‍⁠ tasty.

ㄴWildGrills)‍ Are you crazy?‌⁠⁠

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)​‍ Yesterday I drank‍ and fell asleep.‍ I just woke‌ up. What happened?⁠​‌

It‌‍​ was DwarfPassingBy.

It⁠‍⁠ seems he just‍ woke up after‌ drinking.

How​ can he see⁠ Wonmo and think⁠ he is emergency⁠ food?

I thought this guy⁠‌ was an idiot‍‌ in several ways,⁠​ but the gallery​ users were even‌ worse.

ㄴWonmo‌ is not the​ emergency food. Wonmo’s⁠‌‍ emergency food is​​⁠ Grills hahaha

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)​ Oh really? Then⁠⁠ you have a master.

ㄴThen⁠‌ you are his⁠‌‍ servant hahaha

ㄴWhen​‍‌ he gets hungry‍ he will eat‌ you first hahaha⁠‍​

ㄴWildGrills)‍‌ You are all⁠​ completely crazy;;

Yes.‌

This​⁠‌ is the gallery.‍

I let out a bitter laugh.

Just‍‍ as DwarfPassingBy appeared,​⁠⁠ I decided to⁠ ask him something.⁠‌

ㄴWildGrills)‍‍ Hey, dwarf. Could‌‍​ you get me​​ a good saw?⁠‌

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‌‌ A saw? Ah,‌ did you cut⁠ down a tree?​‍‍

ㄴWildGrills)‍ Yes. But just‍​⁠ thinking about sawing‌ it makes me‌⁠⁠ tremble.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‍⁠⁠ If it is‍‌⁠ not adamantium, all‌​ saws are more⁠‍‌ or less the‍⁠ same. It is​‍‌ better to chop​​‍ first with the‌‍ axe and then‌⁠⁠ saw.

ㄴWildGrills)‌‌ That is too‌ much work.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‍⁠ Did you think​⁠ it would be‍⁠‌ easy? That job‌ is normally done‍‌‍ by at least‍‌ two people.

I could not argue.‍​

Nothing‌‍ here is easy.​

The‌‌ best option would‍‍ be to learn⁠ the internal energy‌​‍ cultivation method from‍ HeavenlyDemon.

If​⁠ I could use‍ mana, maybe things​ would be easier.‍‍⁠

Until‌​ then the only​ thing left is‌ to work with‌ pure effort.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‌ Or sell the⁠ wood at the​‍ auction house and​ buy a fence‍ or a wall.​ Isn’t that easier?⁠‍⁠

ㄴWildGrills)⁠​ There isn’t.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‌​⁠ What do you​ mean there isn’t?⁠

That⁠ is exactly what‌ I wondered.

I searched for it​ too and did‍‍ not find any.‌‍‍

There‍⁠ were fences, but⁠⁠‍ not the type‍⁠‍ I wanted.

ㄴWildGrills)⁠‌ Why are you‌​​ asking me? If‌‍⁠ there isn’t, there​ isn’t. Besides, wouldn’t‍⁠ it be expensive?​

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‍ Even if it⁠​​ is expensive, it‌​ is still cheaper​ than the wood⁠⁠⁠ you cut down.⁠‌⁠ Don’t you know‍ how valuable the‌ wood of the⁠ Forest of the⁠​ Four Seasons is?‌‌‌

ㄴWildGrills)​⁠‍ Of course not.‍⁠​ I told you‍⁠ I come from‍ another world.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)​‌‍ Didn’t you say‍‍‍ that while drunk?‌

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ Damn you hahaha​

ㄴHard​ to believe hahaha‌

ㄴhahahaha‌

Well…⁠​

The‌​ truth is that⁠ it does sound​ hard to believe.⁠

But⁠ that is not‌‍‍ the only strange⁠​ thing.

ㄴWildGrills)​ And why didn’t⁠ you tell me⁠⁠ before?

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)​⁠ So you would‍ suffer a little⁠‍‍ hahaha

ㄴWildGrills)​‍⁠ Bastard.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)​ Besides, sawing is‌​ not everything. You‍​​ also have to‌⁠​ dry the wood,​⁠ plane it and‍‍ more things hahaha‌

ㄴWildGrills)‍​ What happens if‍ it is not​‍ dried?

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)⁠ Mold everywhere!

ㄴWildGrills)‌⁠ Ha…

ㄴI‌ think he just‍ had an existential⁠‍ shock hahaha

ㄴBut‍​ at least you‍‍⁠ learned something. Let’s‌‍​ drink!

I really want to⁠​ drink something.

If‌⁠​ I had known‌⁠⁠ this, I would‌ have posted earlier.⁠​

Like⁠‍ the dwarf said,​‍ it is probably‍⁠ better to sell⁠‍⁠ the wood at‍ the auction.

‘In‌ those stories they‍‍ always build everything⁠‌ so easily.’

But‍​ that is because‌ those protagonists have⁠‌ absurd abilities.

With⁠⁠⁠ only materials, they⁠⁠ could instantly create​‍‌ swords or pickaxes.​

And​⁠​ why did I end up in‍‌‌ this hellish world‍ without any ability?‌

I sighed.

At‍‌​ least I have‍ the gallery.

‘Should‍ I ask the‌‍‌ dwarf for help?’‍⁠

Even​⁠ if it is‍‍ annoying, I do⁠ not know anyone⁠ better than him‌ for this type‌​‍ of thing.

After‍‍ thinking about it‍‍‌ for a moment,⁠ I asked him.‌‍‍

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ Then, if I give you the​​‍ wood, could you‍‍‍ make me a defensive wall?

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)⁠‌ Why don’t you⁠⁠ buy one at‍‌​ the auction house?‌ I saw some‌ before. Drying wood⁠​‌ takes weeks.

ㄴWildGrills)​ There isn’t the‍‍ type I want.⁠

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‍‍‍ Well, fences yes,​ but defensive walls‌ are rarely sold.‍‍‍ I will see​‌ if I can‍⁠ get one.

ㄴWildGrills)​​⁠ You are not‍⁠ joking, right?

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)​​​ I do not‍​ joke about these​ things.

That‍‌‌ would be a relief.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‍ Except when I am drunk hahaha‍⁠

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ What do you⁠ have in your⁠‍ hand right now?​

ㄴPassingDwarf)‍ Beer.

ㄴWildGrills)​⁠​ Hey you bastard…​‍

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‌⁠ For a dwarf‍ that is like‌ juice. Any problem?​​⁠

ㄴHe‍⁠ is right hahaha‌

ㄴToo⁠​‌ right hahaha

ㄴhahahaha‌⁠

ㄴhahaha⁠‍‍

I am getting dizzy.‍‍

What⁠​​ an absurd alcoholic.‌​​

But⁠‍⁠ at least he‌ seemed serious, so​‍ I checked the‍ auction house.

As‍​ expected, there were⁠‌ no defensive walls‌ of the type⁠​ I wanted.

Once⁠​‌ built they last‍‍⁠ a long time,⁠⁠ so they do‍ not have that⁠​ much demand.

Besides,​‍ if someone needs‍ them, they usually‌‌⁠ cut nearby wood‌ and make them‌‌ themselves.

‘First⁠⁠​ I will upload‌ the wood.’

I registered the log​​​ that was outside‌ in the auction⁠​ house.

I do not know⁠‍‍ how much it‌‍⁠ will cost, but‍​ I hope it​⁠ is expensive.

If‌‌​ it is, all⁠​ these trees will‍​ be like a savings account.

‘I‌ guess I will​​ have to wait⁠‌‍ for the wall.’‍

The⁠‌‌ dwarf said he‍‍‌ would upload one​​‍ soon, so I will buy it‌‌‍ when it appears.‌​​

Meanwhile​ I plan to‌‌‌ fix the surroundings⁠‌‌ of the cave.⁠‌

‘I​ do not plan‍ to live here‍‌ forever, but…’

First​‌ I marked with‌​ the axe the‍‍​ trees I needed‌ to cut.

I will dig the​‍ pit after installing‍​​ the wall.

After‌‌ marking the trees,⁠‌ I returned to⁠‌​ the cave to‌ rest.

Wonmo‍ was still sleeping⁠​‌ deeply.

He‍⁠ is really adorable.‌

I smiled calmly and‍ opened the gallery.⁠‍⁠

Many‌⁠​ new comments had‌‍ appeared.

Among‍ them, one from‍ the known user‌​⁠ SunForEver caught my‍‌ attention.

ㄴSunForEver)‌‍ Hey. Have you⁠⁠ brushed Wonmo yet?​‍

ㄴWildGrills)‍⁠⁠ Brush him?

ㄴSunForEver)‌ Animals with a lot of hair‍‍⁠ need brushing. Or‍ bathing them. Try‍ brushing him.

I did not know‌⁠‍ exactly why, but⁠ I decided to⁠ do it.

It‌ seems that, unlike‌‌ me, he has‌​‌ experience with animals.⁠

I bought a fine‍‌ comb at the⁠⁠‍ auction house and‌ approached Wonmo.

Carefully⁠⁠⁠ so as not‌‍ to wake him,​​ I began brushing‌⁠‌ his abundant fur.‌‌

“…What‍‍‌ is this?”

Now‍ I understand why‌⁠ SunForEver said that.‌

Between‍​‌ the teeth of‍ the comb something‌‍ was wriggling.

It⁠​‌ was really unpleasant.‍⁠⁠

“Ticks…?”⁠‍

I needed water.

Urgently.⁠⁠‍

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