In the dim cave, a gigantic figure unlike anything ever seen before had been carved into the surrounding stone walls.
The Train Conductor rubbed his stomach. He had nearly been filled to bursting, and he thought he would become a laughingstock in society because the cause of his death—
"Died from giving a monster mouthfuls of food."
Even his closest relatives would laugh themselves to tears at his funeral! Fortunately, he was still alive, though his stomach was somewhat bloated.
The burning torches in the cave had blackened parts of the stone walls. The monsters that had attacked the train had rooted themselves into the soil, all of them calmly facing the same direction.
Just as the Train Conductor was preparing to break the ice between humans and monsters with a "hello," a naked woman appeared before them.
The woman had a beautiful figure and was very attractive. Most importantly, she radiated an air of intelligence and nobility! She was so perfect, and completely naked at that—the Train Conductor could even see every hair on her body.
Yet he felt no desire or impulse whatsoever. He only thought she looked beautiful, nothing more.
This feeling was actually quite normal. Having no impulse or stimulation was like a filthy stray dog looking through an iron fence at a noble lady dog on the manor's lawn, glittering with golden light and surrounded by servants.
"Noble Lady" was the name of a dog breed. This was not a metaphor.
The stray dog would feel no impulse or fantasy, nor even the desire to thrust its hips at the air.
It would only look a few times before leaving, because it knew there was no possibility between them.
Even a stray dog could reach such a decision, so the Train Conductor certainly had the