The Hero’s Mom Is An Executive Of The Demon King Chapter 15

Ren’s POV

I woke up and found myself in a strange place.

I got out of the bed and looked around.

A drab room with only stone walls and a small table and chairs.

(Where am I?) (We were supposed to be walking through the woods at the campground…)

“Mother, where am I?”

His voice was hoarse.

I was terribly thirsty. I was kind of lazy, too.

“Have you woken?”

A foreign lady who I didn’t know came into the room.

I was very surprised but was relieved that I could understand her Japanese.

“Here you go.”

The sister poured water from the jug into a ceramic cup and handed it to me gently.

‘Thank you,’

I gulped it down and drank it in one go.

I’d never tasted water like this before. (TN: Holy water messenger flashbacks)

I finished my drink and was about to return the cup when my stomach grumbled loudly.

”Ah,”

I put my hand to my stomach, but the noise didn’t stop.

(What’s this? Not cool. (Soooooo embarrassing)

“I’ll be right back with your food. Please wait for a moment.”

As the sister left the room, I got out of bed and looked out the window.

I knew it was an unfamiliar place. I saw a town that reminded me of some foreign country, but not Japan.

(I wonder if that thing in the distance is called a castle wall? (I feel like I’m on a movie set.)

A short while later, the lady from earlier brought me soup on a wooden tray with vegetables and beans.

“Please have it”

I was very hungry, but the sister was watching me, so I ate slowly and with good manners.

It was seasoned only with thin salt and I’m sorry, but I didn’t think it was very good. (TN: Insta-Ramen water.. nvm Ramen water would probably taste better)

(I’d love to drink my mom’s miso soup.

I wonder where we are? (Mom, where did she go?)

“Thank you for the meal. Excuse me but where am I?”

“Wasn’t my mom with you?”

The sister looked a little troubled by my question.

“I can’t tell you anything. However, I was ordered to take care of you.

I’m sure the Preist will give you a more detailed explanation later on.”

With that, the older sister walked out of the room with her tray.

An unknown city, a foreigner, but an older sister who speaks Japanese, a priestess.

(Could this be… maybe…?)

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