Mission in another world with my transformed best friend

My name is Martha, and I am 15 years old. When others were still babies, I don't know if it was my father or mother who abandoned me alone in the forest not far from Tara village...

Why do I say it was "alone" abandonment? Because if both parents were alive, they would never do something like "abandoning their loved ones."

After all, in the orc bloodline, "abandoning one's family" is considered the greatest betrayal, and if discovered by one's own kind, one will surely be punished by heaven!

Since we've mentioned orc blood, I also have one-quarter orc blood, so my race should be "dog-human". But regardless of bloodline, as long as we are mixed-blood, other pure-blooded races will refer to us as "demi-humans".

Although "Ajin" is also a derogatory term, some people who hate mixed-race people will call me "bastard" or other extremely harsh and contemptuous terms.

After being found by my grandmother, she didn't mind at all that I was an abandoned demi-human child, and even raised me as an ordinary human child.

Because I have very little orc blood, I look similar to an ordinary human child. However, as I grow older, I always grow faster and taller than human children. I also have extremely strong vision and sense of smell, as well as agile physical abilities...

Gradually, my identity as a "demi-human" spread throughout the village.

Some people who still look down on mixed-race individuals have started occasionally calling me by derogatory terms in private.

I listened to my grandma and ignored them, but they kept shouting more and more aggressively, and the frequency of their shouts increased...

One day, even the village chief of Tara village, during a routine village meeting, "accidentally" called my name in the same way when he was calling roll...

Although I could pretend I didn't hear it, the grandma next to me suddenly yelled a few times, grabbed a stool, and rushed over...

Although the village chief reacted in time, he was still chased around the village by his grandmother several times, and even got several bumps on his head.

Then, on the village chief's bald head, two fleshy horns appeared, which drew laughter from the villagers.

After this incident... the villagers no longer had that contemptuous attitude, and I truly became one of the villagers of Tara.

In the following years, aided by the innate hunting skills in my blood, I began to help the village hunters hunt, search for lost children, and climb cliffs to pick herbs and flowers...

This blissful life, fully integrated into Tara Village, came to an abrupt end on that inexplicable afternoon.

The deafening explosion, the villagers' panic, their helpless cries, the flames that stained half the sky red – it all happened so suddenly…

After Grandma threw me into the well, I looked up and watched as she used her last strength to move her body to the top of the well. The whole world was plunged into darkness. In the cold water where my feet couldn't touch the bottom, I tried to climb out again and again, but to no avail...

As my strength gradually ran out, I could vaguely hear hurried footsteps coming from outside the well.

After being pulled out of the well, I instantly understood two things:

I lost my only relative and everything in Tara village;

In addition, I have gained two more benefactors in my life who can follow me for a lifetime: Brother Kyle and Sister Alice.

They were adventurers from afar. Although they had appeared in the village a few days before the disaster, instead of doing anything proper for adventurers, they were acting mysteriously all day long. But judging from the smell on them, they didn't have the bloody smell of bad people, so they should be good people.

I am deeply grateful to them for saving me and helping to bury the villagers who perished. I have no way to repay them.

My orc blood tells me that "comrades" are just as sacred as "family"...

When they agreed to let me join the adventure team, that feeling of being saved from a desperate situation returned.

Although I want to rebuild Tara Village by myself, the most important thing right now is to follow them, even if it means facing mountains of knives and volcanoes, even if it means facing a bottomless abyss...

Of course, I'm also a little interested in the relationship between Kyle and Alice.

After following my sister and seeing the scene in the lake that night, I had a premonition, but I was also surprised and disappointed...

But they absolutely refuse to give up.

……

After settling in Merk Town, although they didn't know what argument Kyle and Alice had had the night before, they separated and went their separate ways the next day.

Kyle left early and returned late, and I sensed signs of adventure and battle coming from him. In order not to disturb him, I simply quietly took his clothes and washed them.

Alice, on the other hand, was acting very strangely. She was doing all sorts of things that I had never seen before. Sometimes she would write something in her room with words I didn't recognize. She also took me to cut down trees and mine, and they even brought back a lot of mud to build some strange buildings. They even burned the wood they had cut down inside them...

Please don't ask Alice what the point of doing all this is; she doesn't know either...

About a month later, Kyle came home very late one day, his face showing both exhaustion and excitement. He said he was going to go to a very far place, and the exact date of his return would depend on the situation...

I thought he was going to leave me and my sister, so I desperately held onto him to stop him from leaving. He seemed to sense something and hugged me, saying it was "a request from family."

Since that's the case, no matter how reluctant they are, they have no choice but to agree.

But Kyle didn't know that the moment he uttered the word "family," his scent subtly changed to others...

Next, I'll tell you all a secret... This is someone else's private matter, and only Alice knows about it. You can't tell anyone else, or she might pounce on you and bite you a few times, ~ow~

After my brother Kyle left, his presence and scent in the house gradually faded. I don't know why, but after I couldn't smell Kyle's scent anymore, I would sometimes feel absent-minded, often daydreaming, and unable to eat or drink...

Until one day, she couldn't stand it anymore and sneaked into Kyle's room. After taking out his clothes from his closet, a strong, comforting, and warm scent enveloped her.

After that, she couldn't stop. Whenever she had the chance, she would sneak into Kyle's room, and on many nights, she would even secretly sleep in his bed. Later on...

Later, he even rolled up the bed sheet he had lain on, along with some clothes, and drew a picture of his face from his memory on it.

Although the face didn't look quite the same, being surrounded by that familiar scent made him feel as if he had returned and was holding someone as they fell asleep, a truly comforting feeling...

Some time passed like this. One night, I quietly came to this room again, holding the "Brother Kyle" scroll on the bed. I took out my pocket watch and looked at the note my grandmother had left for someone. As I was lost in thought, I suddenly heard Uncle Doolittle's shouts and knocking at the door. He said someone was outside, dead...

Alice and I were both stunned and ran out immediately. The pocket watch was probably lost in Kyle's room at that time.

It was a long time later when I found out about this. If Kyle were to come back and find the pocket watch, he would know that someone had made such a mess of his room...

What should I do? I'm too embarrassed to tell Alice... after all, she's caught me drooling in Kyle's bed several times already.

However, Alice then had a long talk with the head of a certain chamber of commerce in town to deal with the person who died mysteriously in the yard. After that, she took me to the "rich area" of Merck, where I had a bigger house to live in and a softer bed to sleep in...

Even more than ten days later, Alice took me to a newly built building that looked like a castle. It was very large and empty, but very lonely.

Even though my sister bought some other demi-human slave girls to keep me company not long after, I still felt very lonely.

Because the boy she already considered "family" hasn't come back yet.