Currently, watermelons were growing rapidly. But only when midsummer arrived would they be fully grown and ready to eat.
"But those guys really should stop fighting."
He walked toward the beetle leader and the chief stag beetle, who were bickering in the distance. These guys were normally peaceful when they were alone, but for some reason they would growl and fight whenever they met each other. On top of that, it was not just the usual fight between insects. It was a bloody battle that included swords and arrows.
The beetles were superior in numbers, and they also had the advantage in strength and size. Meanwhile, though the stag beetles were outnumbered, they made up for it with their agility and hit-and-run tactics.
Watching them fight in the wide open space in front of the cave felt surreal. Of course, no one had died in the battle, but it was still frustrating for him.
Now that those guys were one family under his shelter, why were they still fighting?
