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A world where humans, Delots, and Regans coexist. Delots and Regans, possessing physical abilities overwhelmingly superior to humans, were not objects of awe to mankind. They were objects of fear. Well, it made sense. Delots were indifferent to life and did not welcome humans. They stayed deep in the forests, keeping their distance, yet never missed a chance to bruise human pride. But there was another existence that humans truly feared. 『Regan.』 Yes. That's me. Me. My kind. To a Regan, a human wasn't prey in a malicious sense. They were just a staple food. You eat to live. That was all. So humans feared Regans. Delots were strong enough, sure, but at least they weren't the type to eat humans. However, I was... a bit different. I didn't eat humans. I'd been that way since I was a child. Thanks to that, I was a dangerous Regan to humans, and an incomprehensible Regan to other Regans. I could tell just by the way my own kind looked at me sometimes. That 'What's wrong with him?' look (...) "……What are you all staring at?" Well, it didn't matter. I thought I'd live my whole life like this. Welcomed neither in the world of Regans nor in the world of humans. I thought I might truly end my life alone. That day was no different from any other. It was raining. And in a corner of an alley— I found a strange fellow. “……What the.” They were crouching there. At first, I thought they were human. But they weren't. The scent was different. "……A Delot." Why is a Delot out of the forest? I watched them from a short distance away. And I scanned... no, not 'scanned' in that way, I 'observed' them. Hair, eyes, skin, presence. No doubt about it. A Delot. But it was strange. It wasn't common for a Delot to be out in human territory alone. Two possibilities. The calm before the storm. Or— A mutant. Of course, nothing was certain yet. But hey, whatever. I watched them for a long time and thought: Me, ignored for not eating humans. You, ignored for potentially being a mutant. Maybe— You're in the same boat as me.