They're totally staring at me.

So what if this is my seventh loaf of bread and tenth bowl of soup? My body needs nutrition; I'm a growing girl! Actually, I shouldn't fill out my breasts yet, since a sudden size increase will cause suspicion. But I want to return to the way I looked before. Well, I do have blond hair and blue eyes now, and my hair is longer, so I can't change that either, as long as I'm with these people.

These people, incidentally, are a group of travelers around Rolan. He's a self-taught swordsman and gathered a few people who share his sentiments of eliminating dangerous beasts that emerge from the wild across the country and attack human settlements. That's totally an adventurer, and this is totally his party. If I had been reincarnated in the typical setting, I would have been in his position! Then again, I would have been a baby still, since this is only the second day since I came here. A Crawling Chaos grows up fast, huh?

We're in the only tavern in this tiny village, a farmer's pastime when outside of sowing and harvesting seasons. I'm sure he's also eyeing me with a blank look. I'm eating away a lot of his stored food.

"You must have been really starving, little girl." The guy with the needlessly loud voice comments with a laugh. He's one of Rolan's companions, a giant man with an equally giant shield strapped on his back. His body is robust, and I wouldn't be surprised if he could lift me with one hand. So this is the tank of the group, huh?

"Leave her be, Gram. The lady just had a terrible experience." The guy with the needlessly flowery language stops the giant man from patting me on my back. I would have choked if he did that. Actually, what's up with that name, Gram? You look like you weigh a ton! This other guy is carrying a lute. A bard in this day and age? Oh wait, this is a fantasy world, after all. I'm sure his existence has a justification here. "Hm, are you perchance falling for me, fair lady?" He might be good-looking, a little slimmer than Rolan, but this behavior is plain annoying. I turn my gaze to the fourth member of their party.

"What, do I have something on my face?" Unfriendly. It's a girl, quite pretty, with light blond hair and sapphire blue eyes. By the usual pattern, she's in love with Rolan, who doesn't know about her feelings. I glance at the man in question and then back at her. She looks at me in bewilderment. Oops, I think I just smirked a little. "If you have something to say, just out with it!" She clenches her staff nervously. So she's a mage? That robe makes it quite obvious, I guess.

We have the whole clichéd adventurer party together. A swordsman, a tank, a mage, and a bard. Actually, I still don't think the bard fits in too well and should be replaced with a healer or an archer, but I'm sure his existence has a justification here. Hm, I think I just repeated myself. That's how little faith I have in this guy's profession. "What a hot gaze, you must be interested in my humble self." I think I'm about to throw up. A pitiful, doubtful gaze is one filled with affection in your eyes, huh? This guy is the densest of them all.

"Now that you had your fill, I'll introduce everyone." Rolan seems quite forceful about this. I must be hurting his wallet with my seemingly endless hunger. What do you mean, had my fill? I could eat ten times this amount. At one point I ate literally a ton of Vularen in one sitting - or maybe even more? Admittedly, I had to rebuild half my body at the time... " The big guy is Gram Vestegard, he usually just drinks a lot, but can be quite reliable when the situation calls for it. The flirty guy is Sigurd Nurmi, don't pay him too much attention, he does that with all girls."

"Hey, that's not true. I only flirt with the most beautiful ones."

"... the one with the attitude is Runa Sigint, she's the only one who knows magic in our group. And once again, I'm Rolan Helt. I'm the one holding this ragtag bunch of ne'er-do-wells together." He ignored the bard's interjection. This tells me volumes about their group dynamics in regards to his behavior. Also, Luna? That's such a common fantasy name! And a mage's no less. Ah, she's glaring at me. I'm sure I didn't let my thoughts become visible on my face though... "So, what's your name?"

"Ku-..." I was about to say my real name out of habit. In this world, I'm Chaos. "Cha-" Wait, these are very clearly humans, and I feel like Chaos is a demon name. I mean, even I know what the English word chaos means. "Kuroe Makoto." No harm in giving my real Japanese name, then. I can't come up with a random fantasy-sounding name on the spot, I'm sorry.

"Chloe Marcott?" Ah, of course, they wouldn't pronounce it right. I'm not going to correct them, though. "That's a strange name. Maybe it's from the Mineva Republic?"

Leave my name alone, oi! You're really rude right now, useless bard. Oh, he just mentioned a place called the Mineva Republic. Makes sense that humans have various countries with their distinct cultures, where people's names are different. Many fantasy settings just have humans as a monolithic entity fighting against the evil demonkind.

"Were you traveling alone?" Rolan asks me. I was, but I can't really say that, or else they'll think I'm either very strong or plain stupid.

"I was with my parents, but they..." Are still alive and well in the world I came from, or so I hope, but to me here, they may as well be dead. Ugh, it's depressing to think about it, but at least it'll bring out the proper emotions in me. Oh wait, when I consciously think about it, it won't...

"I see... I'm sorry." The leader looks empathetic. "What were you doing in these parts? If you're from the Mineva Republic, you're quite far from home." I never said I was, but at least now I know that this Mineva place is far away. Actually, I'd like to see a map of the world, don't you happen to have one? Hm, maybe I can act like an aristocrat's sheltered daughter who doesn't know the world. Ah, but for that, my eating behavior was not good enough. Don't sweat the small stuff; the setting is that I almost starved to death and I can always play on being a more rebellious, tomboyish child. Well, I was really hungry though.

"I was traveling with my parents. They were showing me the world for the first time, but then..." I leave the rest to their imagination once again. It's more effective than saying it yourself. A construct of lies works best when a large part of it is provided by the person you want to lie to. I didn't say that I was from the Mineva Republic, but I also didn't deny it. They will now think I'm from there, but I can always change that part of my background story later. That's depending on where the republic is in relation to the Demon Continent though.

"Poor girl..." Gram says with a grimace. He's been the friendliest one among them without being overbearing. Actually, he's a pretty nice guy, despite looking so fierce. Arms as thick as my waist, a magnificent mustache but a bald head. I would have avoided him if I saw him on the streets in my world, but here, he seems like someone you can depend on. "What shall we do with her? We can't just leave her in this little village."

He's being nice by calling this collection of a few houses a village in the first place.

"Why don't we bring her along with us to the capital? The republic's embassy will take care of her then." The bard's making a good point. If I go to the capital, I can gather a lot of information. I won't be going to the embassy though since I'm not a citizen of any human nation in the first place. They might even see through me that way.

"I object." Of course, Luna disagrees. Now, let's hear her reasoning. "She will only drag us down if a fight breaks out." Well, if I could show my full power, I wouldn't. But I can't very well do that when I'm acting like a weak aristocratic daughter. "And she doesn't have any money on her. If she always eats like this, we will run out of all our funds pretty quickly."

Alright, that's a point I can't deny. I really have nothing of any value on me, including inside my body, and I do eat a lot of food. And since I can't show my powers, I can't very well go out and hunt for myself.