517 Rare Human
I can't remember how long I waited when someone tottered out of the gate.
The person vigorously took off their hood.
Dirty robe, thin figure underneath his attire, and caved-in cheeks. The guy looks real shady.
It's the spitting image of 'No**ta-kun' if he were undernourished.
The man spread both his arms wide while looking like he would start screaming 'Help me! Dorae**n!' anytime now.
"Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaan!? It's a griffoooon! The real thing!? It's the real thiiiiiiiiiing! It wasn't a lie at aaaaaall!?"
His voice was so loud I wondered where he squeezed it out of that lanky body.
Frankly speaking, it's gross. The sight of a skinny 'No**ta-kun' in a weird attire excitedly running this way triggers my flight response.
The man was stopped by by two intersecting spears held by two soldiers guarding the griffon.
"Everybody was sure you guys were just screwing with us when you said someone tamed a griffon! I thought you were gonna hoist some troublesome work on me! B-b-but it's real! Amazing! I can't believe I'm seeing one up close! And it's docile too! It's so big! Its fur looks so lustrous! I-I wanna get a closer look! L-let me through soldiers-san! I wanna take a realll good look close up!"
One thing for sure from his excitement. This guy is an otaku.
The type that gets lost in their own world at that.
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"Binota-kun, please compose yourself. You've been called here to do your job. Not to appease your hobby. This man over here is the griffon's... Hey, are you listening?"
The captain seems to know the man personally. He gave him a warning.
Yet his words don't seem to reach the man at all. The otaku stares fixedly at griffon.
Even griffon is taken aback by this. It's sending me a glance saying 'This guy's beyond help'. Uh not like griffon can talk though.
The man called Binota traced that glance, turning his sight on me.
"...Eh? Y-you're... It can't be... It's real!?"
No idea what surprised this Binota guy, but one thing for sure, his object of interest has shifted to me.
"I can't believe it! It actually does exist! Amazing! I can get a deeper understanding now! Yay! What an incredible day this has been!"
Binota-kun inched closer at me with his grossly excited face.
I drew back at this unknown form of fear. The captain sent a lifeline my way.
He landed a chop on Binota's deranged head.
"Ow, ouch! W-what are you doing? Ah, hey stop! Don't hit me again! I don't like pain!"
"Do you recall why you were called here? Can't you get on to the registration process already? We don't have all day here. Your seal of approval is needed. Save your personal interest for after work, will you?"
Binota straightened himself, 'excuse me'. Finally pulled himself together after that reproach.
"L-let's officially register your tamed beast. Oh it's nothing difficult. All you need to do is prove to us that this griffon obeys your commands."
Despite Binota getting excited again when he saw griffon doing the tricks I showed the soldiers earlier, the registration process went down smoothly.
"You may carry this document with you. That will be your certificate. And now, you only need to attach this plate on the griffon's collar. Yes, that will do. The fee is two silver coins. Yes, thank you. And that is all. So um... I-if possible, could you, um..."
Binota started fidgeting. Which looks really gross.
None the wiser of my inner turmoil, Binota put on a resolved look as he begged.
"Could you please let me ride on griffon's back!"