Unconscious outsider

After that festive night, most of the villagers woke up late, well not me. I needed to go somewhere and with half of the village still asleep, I can avoid half of the prying eyes.

The air was still cold and the sun hasn’t fully risen yet, I grabbed my poncho to keep me warm. Toptoeing as I exited the room. I don’t want to wake anyone in this household.

“Come, boy,” I said quietly. Monmon, our black puppy stood up and licked my face all over.

“Shhhh… Let’s go.”

Just as I thought that I would be safe outside our house, Aunt Luna— our neighbor was outside, tending her garden.

“Good hunting day!” said our neighbor. She looked quite intimidating. People might confuse her for a guy if not for the huge lump of fat in her chest.

“Y-yeah… Good hunting day, too.”

“Where you headed so early in the morning?” she combed her finger through her hair and