Dozens, hundreds of legs.
Two antennae.
Steel-like serrated teeth.
Something my past life greatly feared.
And something that resembled a creature my reincarnated self loved.
'That's... a centipede!'
It was clearly a description that brought centipedes to mind.
"Sasasak!"
"A centipede?"
The pouched rat seemed to have never imagined that the monster they were describing was a centipede.
When I asked if there were any white centipedes living here, the pouched rat answered with a stupid expression.
"There's no such thing... as a white centipede."
Well, white centipedes probably aren't commonly seen monsters.
The only white centipede I've seen is Bowingie.
I wonder how Bowingie is doing.
She's probably living well with Centipede Mom and her siblings.
I really want to meet the three siblings again.
'Could it be... Bowingie is the prophesied king...?'
Such a thought occurred.
