tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35522471120949912942024-02-08T19:12:47.671+07:00Sabishii Desu!!Japanese Novels Fan-TranslationSabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.comBlogger225125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-17426610053815774782023-12-25T17:57:00.002+07:002023-12-25T17:57:07.478+07:00Maou-sama V2C16<div style="text-align: justify;"></div><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Chapter 16 - Dere</b></p><p style="text-align: left;"> I walked out of the World Tree with Maou-sama.</p><p style="text-align: left;">It's bright outside....</p><p style="text-align: left;"> Looking up, I saw the World Tree was shining light blue.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Is this the rumored inverse photosynthesis? No, considering what Maou-sama had told me, is the building called Ark shining?
But this is strange.
Something this big should have been visible even from the outside of Elven Forest. Or at the very last, I should have been able to see it from the Sodogora Village.</p><p style="text-align: left;">"Maou-sama, why can't something this big be seen from outside the Elven Village?" (Fell)</p><p style="text-align: left;">"Oh, this structure.... I mean, the forest around here is not the Elven Forest in the first place." (Maou-sama)</p><p style="text-align: left;">I often don't understand what Maou-sama says.</p><p style="text-align: left;">"I'm sorry, Maou-sama. Could you give me more detailed explanation?" (Fell)</p><p style="text-align: left;">"You were teleported from the Elven Forest to this place, so you are not there anymore. Did you feel any discomfort on the way here?" (Maou-sama)</p><p style="text-align: left;">Speaking of which, on the way here, I suddenly felt a little dizzy. Maybe that was when I got teleported to this place.</p><p style="text-align: left;">"That planet is small, so the huge structures were built somewhere else. There's only the entrance to this place in the Elven Forest." (Maou-sama)</p><p style="text-align: left;">Planet? What is that?</p><p style="text-align: left;">"Maou-sama, I'm sorry for all the questions, but---" (Fell)</p><p style="text-align: left;">"Fell, I'm sorry, but I'll be away for a while. There's something I need to investigate, and I need to move right away." (Maou-sama)</p><p style="text-align: left;">"In that case, I shall accompany you." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"No, I want fell to continue to improve the image of demon race." (Maou-sama) </p><p style="text-align: left;">Does that mean I won't be useful? Too bad. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Fell is the most trusted demon. In order for the demon world to survive, I want you to earn the trust of the humans in this world."
(Maou-sama)</p><p style="text-align: left;">After being told that much, I can't call myself a woman if I still insist on coming along. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"I understand. Please leave everything to me, the faithful servant of Maou-sama." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"I will be away, but if you need something from me, just knock the door of my room in the inn. Umm, if you do that.... the magic tool I installed there will inform me, that's right." (Maou-sama) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"I understand. I will do so if there's something I need." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Good. Then, I will go now. See you later…." (Maou-sama) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Yes. Please take care." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;"> Maou-sama's figure gradually disappeared as he waved at me. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Maou-sama can also use teleportation after all. However, unlike me, he seems to be able to use long-distance teleportation. I wish I could calculate spatial coordinates as good as him.
Now then, since the World Tree seems to have been restored to its original state, let's return to the Eternal Garden.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Hmm? Speaking of which, how does one dedicate oneself to the World Tree? I'm here now, but I still don't understand it. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Oh, whatever. I have cleared my name. That’s not important anymore.
Before I return, I have to limit my ability first. I have to disconnect myself from Magic Blast Furnace as well. </p><p style="text-align: left;">- </p><p style="text-align: left;">- </p><p style="text-align: left;">- </p><p style="text-align: left;"> I was attacked by a sudden dizziness again on my way back to the Eternal Garden.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Did I just get teleported? The fact that my field of vision didn't change even for a second means the space itself permanently connected. That's really amazing. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Speaking of which, it's brighter than when I was here before. Does the light from the World Tree reach until here? No, it seems the road itself is shining. I wonder if the trees around here are not real trees, but part of the structure that Maou-sama mentioned.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> When I arrived to the place where I parted with the elder, he was already there waiting for me.</p><p style="text-align: left;">How long has he been waiting here?</p><p style="text-align: left;"> The elder suddenly knelt down when he noticed my arrival. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Welcome back, Fell-sama. You have truly restored the World Tree to its original state. On behalf of all the elves, thank you very much." </p><p style="text-align: left;">I better not tell him that the world tree is actually some kind of building. I can't explain it well, and it would be a hassle if I got dragged into something because of that. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"How did you know that? You are not wrong, though." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"The light has returned to this area, which makes me sure that the World Tree has been restored." </p><p style="text-align: left;">So that’s how it is. However, thanking me just feels wrong. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"I hardly did anything, it's all thanks to Maou-sama that the World Tree returned to its original state That's why you don't have to thank me, and don't start addressing me using '-sama' either." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Then, please convey our gratitude to the demon king. However, Fell-dono is really humble. You are completely different from the demons in the past. To tell the truth, I was skeptical before. However, just as what I've heard, Fell-dono is a very reliable person." </p><p style="text-align: left;">I wonder what kind of impression does he has about demons in the past. Well, it was an era when you had to kill or be killed, so it couldn't be helped.
Still, if he was skeptical, I wonder why he still gave me a permission to go to the World Tree, and alone to boot. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Then, why did you still give me a permission to go to the World Tree?" (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"I heard from my son that you could be trusted." </p><p style="text-align: left;">Son? Who is he talking about? </p><p style="text-align: left;">"From your expression, it seems you don't know who I am talking about. My son is the captain of forest guard unit." </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Oh, the captain guy." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"That's right. His birth was quite difficult, so we were a little overprotective and forbade him from leaving the village until he reached adulthood. Because of that, he had come to think the races other than elf were dangerous and untrustworthy." </p><p style="text-align: left;">So it was all your fault that he grew up to be such a pain. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"I was skeptical, but since even that son of mine said I could trust Fell-dono, I decided to make a bet."</p><p style="text-align: left;">Did he really say that? I wonder if it's because I helped the elves to drive Ur and her group out of Elven Forest. Even so, that didn’t explain why he switched to 'dere' mode. I feel like I'm making a lot of things go wrong. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Now then, shall we return? Everyone must be worried. Let's tell them that the World Tree has been restored."</p><p style="text-align: left;">I don't care about the other things as long as I can complete the mission from Maou-sama. No, wait, I almost forgot about the apples.
This is not from Maou-sama, but I still have another mission. I've got permission from the captain guy, but to be safe, let's ask permission from the elder too. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"You want to thank me, right? In that case, please sell the apples to the village where I'm staying at." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">"The apples...?" </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Yes. When I just came to this world, I ate some apples without knowing they belonged to the elves, and I really liked them. That's why I want you to sell the apples to me regularly. I've got permission from your son, but just in case, I want you to give me your permission too."
(Fell)</p><p style="text-align: left;">"If that's what Fell-dono wants, I'll be more than happy to grant it. Besides, we could do nothing against the humans who attacked us this time. To have a good relationship with someone like Fell-dono will surely beneficial to the elves too." </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Let's get along then." (Fell) </p><p style="text-align: left;">Great. I can procure the apples without any problems with this. If I ask Nia, she might be able to create new dishes using them. My dream is getting bigger. </p><p style="text-align: left;">-</p><p style="text-align: left;">-</p><p style="text-align: left;">- </p><p style="text-align: left;"> I returned to the Eternal garden with the elder. When he declared that the World Tree has been restored, all the elves there started worshiping me. </p><p style="text-align: left;">St-Stop it! </p><p style="text-align: left;">"You really restored the world tree! Thank you! Thank you!" (Captain) </p><p style="text-align: left;">Is this the captain guy in 'dere' mode? I'm not interested, so try someone else. The story will be different if it's Maou-sama who is acting like this to me. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"You are awesome, Fell! No, I always believe in you!" (Mittor) </p><p style="text-align: left;">Don't lie! But, well, since Mittor was kind of friendly from the beginning, I'll forgive him. I have no comment about his personality, though. </p><p style="text-align: left;"> The other elves also came to thank me. </p><p style="text-align: left;">I can't tell them that it was Maou-sama who caused this commotion in the first place…. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Everyone, let's go back to the village first. We are going to hold a feast to celebrate the restoration of the World Tree."</p><p style="text-align: left;"> The elder turned his attention at me. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Fell-dono, please join us tonight. Tomorrow morning, we will send you back to the human village."</p><p style="text-align: left;">There's no need to decline. Let's take a hint and accept his good intention. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Got it."
(Fell)</p><p style="text-align: left;">"Okay, I've decided it!" (Mittor)</p><p style="text-align: left;"> Mittor suddenly raised his voice. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Decided what? I'm sure it's just something useless. </p><p style="text-align: left;">"Fell, I accept your proposal. Let's get---gofhu!!" (Mittor)</p><p style="text-align: left;"> I punched Mittor before he finished his sentence. </p><p style="text-align: left;">See? He was just spouting nonsense. Maybe I should have used my killing punch.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-31601639418997827322023-12-18T15:23:00.001+07:002023-12-18T15:23:08.200+07:00Monster Girl 030<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by: <span class="sc-bkkeKt hgMgfy" data-tag="user-details-full-name">Grappleshot</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 30 - Spring, Come!</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I had a dream. In that dream, I became a human again and walking on my legs. I spent the winter in the royal castle as a saint with my fiancé the prince --- Hero-sama. When I sat down on the couch, he sat down next to me and gently wraps his left hand around mine.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, I'm so happy!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What else could be happier than this? No, there is such a thing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hero-sama, I had a nightmare.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was reincarnated as a plant and I was all alone in the forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Moreover, in the winter, there was a heavy snowfall and I almost froze to death.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It’s such a strange dream, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm not confident I can endure such a life.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So please, Hero-sama, promise me that you would always stay by my side.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The warmth of Hero-sama suddenly disappeared from my left hand. Instead, something warm gushed out and stained the room in deep red. I looked at my left hand to see what had happened, but there was nothing there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Hero-sama was holding my left hand --- no, my entire left arm which had been severed from my shoulder. Feeling another presence from behind, I looked back and saw my junior --- the saint apprentice. For some reason, she was holding a scythe made of wind magic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I took her under my wing and taught her everything I knew about light magic because the country recognized her talent and was expecting her contribution in the future.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I know that her breast are bigger than mine and that sometimes Hero-sama's gaze was glued to her chest. Nevertheless, I swallowed that fact and continued to treat her kindly.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So why did she do this to me?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Blood kept flowing from where my left arm had been, so I used super recovery magic to regenerate it back to normal. Then when I tried to get up from my seat and run away, I realized that both of my legs had also been severed. I immediately cast another super recovary magic to regenerate them back, but for some reason, it didn’t work.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why!? My arms could be regenerated, but why can't my legs be regenerated? I can't move from this couch.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I tried to raise my right hand thinking that I should counterattack with magic at least. However, nothing rose. My right arm had also been severed by my junior. When I cried out in pain, she once again severed my left arm that had just been regenerated a moment ago.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is no use.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What should I do?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Please help me, Hero-sama!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I turned to Hero-sama asking for help, I found that he was hugging my junior for some reason. The two of them were in close contact as if they were lovers.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was abandoned.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">These two are betraying me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I looked downward, instead of legs, there was a crown of flower. Further down was a bulb, from which roots were growing into the ground. My body had turned into a pistil, and countless vines were growing out of it, which could be manipulated freely like arms.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right, I remember now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was reincarnated a plant monster.</p><p style="text-align: left;">.</p><p style="text-align: left;">.</p><p style="text-align: left;">.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*bud opened*</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> There was a pungent, stimulating smell, as if I had landed on an inorganic snowfield. When I opened my eyes, I saw my surroundings were dyed in white.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Come to think of it, I was buried in the snow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I looked around, wondering why my bud, which was supposed to be frozen under the snow, had opened. Then I noticed that the area around me was unnaturally devoid of snow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What's the meaning of this? The last thing I remember is that the snow keep piling up until it reached my head and buried me alive. However, there is no snow around me now, as if I had fallen into a hole. It's like someone had shoveled the snow for me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The question is, who on earth did such a thing? There are no footprints nor a trace that anyone had come anywhere.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe the snow had just naturally disappeared around me? No, that makes no sense. I wonder if something like that could even happen.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I had a body temperature, it's possible that the snow melted due to it. However, there are no such plants in the world.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if it's some kind of goddess’ miracle. I used to be a saint, who had mastered light magic that only women blessed by the goddess could use, after all</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, the snow around me had mysteriously disappeared. This is the second of the Seven Wonders of the Forest, after the neighborhood tree that had withered before I knew it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*flop*</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Something fell from the sky as I was racking my brain to solve this mysterious phenomena. It was a flower with murky deep red color, with what looked like a small clump of flowers in the center, which reminded me of a monk sitting in Zazen. When I looked up, I saw a bird hovering above me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, it’s the white bird. I guess she is still doing my request from the other day. What a dilligent bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But it's a blessing for me. The flower she brought this time resembles Zazensou flower, after all. If it's really a Zazensou flower I knew, that explains why it could still bloom even in this kind of weather. In addition, I might be able to get trough this harsh winter if I gained its ability.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Zazensou is a very unique flower. The reson is, despite being a plant, it can generate heat by itself to melt the snow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Flowers cannot bloom if they are buried in snow during the winter. In this kind of situation, Zazensou will continuously generate heat of about 20 degrees Celcious from its own body, and slowly melt the surrounding snow. That's how Zazensou bloom in the snow, where there are no competitors, before anyone else.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am sure that it also exists in Japan. If the Zazensou in this world has the same characteristics, then I can acquire a heat-producing ability if I eat this flower. Well then, without further ado....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I could feel something had change inside me. Then when I imagined my body heating up, it really did. The snow that touched my body gradually turned into water.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even though I am a plant, steam is coming out of my body.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In this extreme cold below zero, my being was as warm as spring.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It doesn't matter if more snow falls.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">All I have to do is melt it all and turn it into water.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The cold is no longer my enemy and snow is no longer a threat.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have conquered this bitter and harsh winter!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The water flowed into my roots as more snow melted.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The water is so delicious....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have to thank the white bird for this. First Christmas Rose, and then Zazensou. Don't tell me that it was also her who shoveled the snow that buried me? Yeah, I know that it's physically impossible. But after everything she has done for me these days, such thoughts just crossed my mind.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Thank you, White Bird. You really saved my life. I swear I won't try to eat you again after this.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There is one more person I need to thank --- the mysterious snow shoveler. I have no idea who it was. There were no footprints whatsoever, after all. It's as if I've been bewitched by a fox. Or maybe it was a fairy playing a prank on me</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of winter, it's Christmas. Maybe it was Santa Claus who rescued me. That would explain why there are no footprints since he rides a sleigh pulled by reindeers and flies though the sky. He gave me, a lonely flower girl, a gift of shoveling snow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There is probably no Santa Claus in this world, though. I can't say there was one in my previous world either.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, I don't even have a recollection of the event because I was unconscious at that time. If only there were footprints, I could at least make a guess. I’m completely in the dark right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, I'm not in a hurry. I can just take my time to find the answer to this mystery. After all, winter is not scary anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don’t know who you are, but thank you for saving me, Mysterious Snow Shoveler.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I bowed my head, I saw something small peeking through the snow. I cleared the snow around it with my vines in hurry, and found some little yellow-green sprouts growing out from under the snow. I shoveled the snow in other places as well, and found that children of plants were being born here and there on the ground. I was finally convinced that the footsteps of spring were approaching.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">New lives sprout and raising their first cries as the long winter is coming to and end.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It’s a paradise season for the living.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Spring, is coming soon....</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-85269437137257414412023-12-18T15:20:00.001+07:002023-12-18T15:20:08.054+07:00Monster Girl 029<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by: M.H. Anderson</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 29 – I’m Dying</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm Alraune, a plant monster girl.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because winter is here, as it's the fate of all plants, I too might be defoliated. My body would wither away, fall to the ground, and return to the soil.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, I don't like it. That's too scary....</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">But although I'm a plant, I'm also a monster, so I must be stronger than normal plants and can survive the winter without defoliating, right? If only I were a coniferous tree like pine trees or cedar trees, I wouldn't need to worry about defoliation.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm angiosperm while they are gymnosperms. I don't know if that determines whether I'm a deciduous plant or a coniferous plant, but I don't think I'm related to them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If anything, I am a woman from the nightshade family.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am a relative of eggplants.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, I have to avoid defoliation no matter what. The only way to achieve that is to make sure this body gets a lot of nutrients throughout this winter.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, all wild animals and rogue monsters around here have either gone into hiding or moved into my stomach. There’s nothing I can do about that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if Arlaune is a cold-resistant plant? I honestly don't know.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's also possible that Alraune won't defoliate because they're monsters, but I can't say for sure that's not the case. I don't want to gamble my life on that possibility.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My heart wouldn’t be able to take it if I suddenly wither away. I would like to prolong this life as long as I can.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wish I had a proof that I'm a cold-resistant plant. Or maybe I should find a way to become one myself....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I eat a cold-resistant flower, I will also become cold-resistant and avoid the danger of defoliation. I have the ability to acquire the characteristics of the plants I prey on, after all. The problem is that not even a single flower is blooming around me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Withered flowers are no good. I need flowers that bloom beautifully in spite of this freezing weather, because it means that they have an excellent cold resistance.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I could at least walk to look for the flowers, I would have still had hope. But unfortunately, that's not possible because I'm a plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, good day, White Bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You know what, I'm really envious of you who can roam the forest freely unlike me who stuck here....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's it!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">When I held a music class for her the other day, I felt that she understood my words to some extent. Maybe there's still hope for me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Hey, White Bird.... I have, a request...."</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Despite talking in such cold weather, there was no white breath coming out of my mouth. I was reminded once again that I had become a plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Please, bring me, flowers....."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I just assumed she understood my words, but did she really?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> In addition to that, I also did my best to express that I wanted flowers with a gesture. Then the white bird just flew away without making a sound.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Please, you are my only hope!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The flowers that bloom in this kind of weather means they are cold-resistant. Let’s hope she brings something like rosemary or Christmas Rose. That would be reassuring.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ah, God, Goddess, White Bird, or I don’t care whoever it is.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Please grant my wish!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> To my surprise, the white bird really brought me a flower the next day. It was a luxurious-looking white flower, similar to a Christmas Rose.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If this flower is the same breed as Christmas Rose from my previous life, it would have a very strong cold resistance, and should be able to withstand temperatures as low as -15 degrees Celsius. I don’t need to be scared of winter anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Then, without further ado, let's dig in!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hmm, I feel like I've started getting used to the cold now. Maybe my body has become resistant. I guess I have evolved once again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Thank you, White Bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will be able to survive the winter with this.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, there's no such thing as a Christmas celebration in this word.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The current season is winter. If it were Japan, I'm sure people would be already in a Christmas mode.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I, too, have a dream of spending Christmas together with my special one someday. However, my fiancée --- the hero, was stolen by my shitty junior --- the saint apprentice.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Those two newlyweds must be making out so much that they forget the cold and break out in a sweat right now. Living comfortably in the castle, they drink hot soup in a room warmed by a fireplace, and afterwards they lay their skin on each other and feel each other's warmth.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even though those two are having such a good time in their lives, why am I here alone in the cold forest, half-naked, and lamenting the lack of nutrition?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What have I done to deserve this? It's absolutely ridiculous.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Once I got over the cold, various unpleasant thought started flooding my head.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm thirsty.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I want some water.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, don't get me wrong. I said I wanted water, but I didn't mean the frozen one like this.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> White, tiny crystals, came swaying down from the sky one after another. Snow had started to fall.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If it melts, it will turn into water, so I guess it's not so bad. Everything will be fine as long as the moisture return to the soil.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Snow is also delicious....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, I mean, it's delicious, but that's not important now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What is this amount of snow?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Is this place located in a region with a heavy snowfall?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> My surroundings had become a silver-white world. It was snowing so hard that I started wondering if a once-in-a-decade winter season had come.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The bulb below is already buried in the snow and can't be seen anymore. I will be in danger at this rate.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I started shoveling the snow around me. However, there was a limit to how much snow I could scoop with my vines. Meanwhile, more and more snow coming down from the sky like a waterfall. The height of the snow kept increasing as time passed.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I might not be able to survive if it’s really a once-in-a-decade winter season.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if someone could move me to a safer place.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even if I somehow don't freeze to death under the snow, I won't be able to get the sunlight and carbon dioxide I need for photosynthesis. Then no matter how resistant my body to the cold, I will wither away and die in the end.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I weren't stuck to the ground, I could crawl out of the snow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I had legs, I could move to a place where I can take shelter from the snow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I do not have the means of transportation that most creatures have. Therefore, I can only accept my fate without being able to do anything.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why am I a plant!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why can't I move!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I hate it! I hate this body!</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because I can’t even move from here, I will die buried in the snow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, maybe that’s a fitting end for a loner like me.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ah, I miss a warmth of human skin.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I feel lonely both in body and soul.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The snow had already reached my chest. My vines could no longer move as if they had frozen. Then I closed my eyes in resignation.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My life as a plant.... is surprisingly short....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My female knights, even thought we have become so close, we may never see each other again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Elder Raccoon, it seems that I won’t be able to keep the promise to protect you and the other raccoons.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">White Bird, thank you for the flower and sorry because your effort was wasted.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm already at my limit.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My eyelids feel so heavy and my consciousness is getting fuzzy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Goodnight, everyone....</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-79519528155907698012023-12-18T11:18:00.002+07:002023-12-18T11:18:18.767+07:00Monster Girl 028<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by: <span class="sc-bkkeKt hgMgfy" data-tag="user-details-full-name">Grappleshot</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 28 – The Arrival of Winter</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm Arlaune, a plant monster girl.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I haven't been feeling well these days.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm sure this is the cause.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right, winter has finally come to this forest!</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because it's winter, the daytime is shorter, so I have less time to photosynthesize.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because it's winter, the sunlight is weakened, so photosynthesis didn't produce as much nutritions as before.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because it's winter, the animals have gone into a hibernation, so I hadn’t caught anything these days.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">On top of that, I couldn’t get enough water because the soil is dry.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wish someone would come to water me even if only during winter.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will give them honey as a salary.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, it's painful....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My leaves and corolla don't seem to be in good condition as well. Maybe because the dry air have taken away the moisture from them. Just plain water won't be enough at this point. I also want some moisturizing cream. Of course, I still want water the most.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Lately. I also have been feeling especially lonely. My female knights have stopped coming and I won't be able to see them until the winter ends in a few months.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In winter, bees shut themselves in their hive. It's not like they are hibernating. They are just huddling together inside to keep their bodies warm. I'm sure it's called bee ball or something.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Forget about having a flower on both hands, my big sister --- Her Majesty the Queen, is literally having a lily garden surrounds her. How enviable!</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Onee-sama, by all means, please invite me, too.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm feeling lonely and cold here.... no, wait, if I physically get in contact with the lily garden, I will be pollinated.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Should I continue to endure the cold? Or should I give up on my chastity for some warmth? It's a difficult choice.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, I don't want to be pollinated, so I won't go even if they invite me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I’m fine being alone in this lonely forest.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, that white bird still comes regardless of the season. Does she enjoy to harass me that much? I really want to eat her, but if I do that, I will be completely all alone.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will give up on eating her for now. Instead, let's listen to her chirping to burn time. I have less entertainment in winter than in other seasons because there are no visitors. My time for photosynthesis and basking in the sun has also decreased considerably.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The question is --- can she chirp? I mean, I’ve never heard that white bird making any sound until now. Normally, birds would be lively even if we left them alone. However, that white bird is always silent and just staring at me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe I should make a request here. There are even several type of birds that chirp like they're singing. I'm sure she also has a sense of professionalism as a bird. If I ask her, she will surely respond to my request.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Hey, White Bird!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been a long time since I've spoken. I still need a lot of practice.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can't speak any louder than this, but I'm sure my voice have reached that white bird. In any case, I will just try to talk to her. I have nothing but free time on my hands, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">“Don’t you sing?”</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> There was no reaction from the white bird, only a silence.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, there's no way she could understand my words. I just wanted to try it because I'm bored.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I was about to give up, there was suddenly a change of situation.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Tweet.... "</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, she chirped! For birds, it's something like their job, after all. That being said, she doesn't seem very good at chirping. How do I put it, she sounded somewhat awkward.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I guess that white bird is not a pro singer, but an amateur. I'm sure she is also not good at talking, just like me. I feel a little closer to her now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Maybe because she understood that she was not good at it, the white bird only chirped once and fell silent again after that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Practice is the key to everything, White Bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Once more!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I asked for an encore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">".....tweet!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hmm, well, I guess it's better than before.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Okay, one more time!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I feel like a teacher in a music class right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Louder!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Tweet! Tweet! Tweet!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, she is getting better little by little.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But what is this? Did that white bird really understand my words?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Nah, there's no way she understands human language. This must be because I haven't talked to anyone for too long. It’s just something similar to when you call out to your pet bird, they would chirp in response.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, this is quite fun.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is exactly a kind of entertainment I need right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, hey, wait, don’t run away! We are still in the middle of lesson.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The white bird flew away into the sky.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm back being alone again now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I won't try to eat you anymore, so please come to visit me again later.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wish only birds that are white....</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I woke up in the morning and opened my bud, I noticed that there was some kind of white coating all over my body.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right, I’m covered in frost!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Frost is water vapor in the air that has sublimated into ice and adhere to objects that have been cooled below zero. In other words, my body was frozen like the contents of a refrigerator. It’s really really cold.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even after I cleared all the frost with my vines, my body temperature shows no signs of rising at all. I'm a plant to begin with. I don't have a heart like animal, let alone a blood stream.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Moreover, everything is pure white as the whole forest seems to have completely covered in frost. The chilling air and frozen ground only emphasizes the coldness.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I also need water so much.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I hope all this ice would melt soon and turn into water.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, not good.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's so cold that my body is losing more and more of its strength.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Instead of freezing to death, I feel like I'm going to die from exhaustion at this rate.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My stomach is also cold. I haven't eaten any preys for days and photosynthesis could only produce a small amount of nutrients.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am already lack of nutrients, and now this cold weather. I wonder what will happen to me.....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, like how animals go into hibernation, deciduous trees shed their leaves to survive the winter. Then how about Alraune?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Leaves play an important role in producing nutrients through photosynthesis, but they are sensitive to low temperatures, freezing, desiccation, and also require considerable amount of nutrients to maintain.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's why in winter, when sunlight is scarce, deciduous trees would shed their leaves so they don't have to work so hard to maintain them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hold on, isn't my situation seriously bad...?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My body hasn't been feeling well lately. Due to lack of sunlight, even if I photosynthesize, only a small amount of nutrients are produced. To make it even worse, I also couldn't get water from the ground because it's frozen.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If this continues, won't the flower, which is me, be shed to cut the maintenance costs?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm sure a new flower will bloom again in spring, but there's no guarantee it will have my memories as a human. Maybe I will return to being a mere plant monster at that time. If that really happens, it will be the same as death for me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Say, what should I do? I might defoliate....</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-22757094232201978172023-12-18T11:14:00.006+07:002023-12-18T11:14:51.279+07:00Monster Girl : Extra 03<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by: <span class="sc-bkkeKt hgMgfy" data-tag="user-details-full-name">Grappleshot</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Autobiography: The Great Sage's Continental Memoirs</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">My name is Otfleet, an ordinary old man.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, the people around call me the great sage without permission, though.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm already old, but when it comes to magic, I’m not going to lose to anyone yet.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This old man, who is respected by wizards all over the continent, and even the king himself, is facing a serious problem now. My grandson, he has been acting strange lately.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My grandson's name is Armin. He will be 10 years old this year. His parents, in other words my daughter and my son-in-law, were killed by the demon king's army when he was eight years old. After that, I decided to take him on a journey to train him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I want to raise Armin to be strong enough to survive even against the demon king's army in the future. For that reason, I continued to give him tough and severe training every day.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, Armin could not endure the training. If this continues, he will never become stronger. On the contrary, he began to develop a habit of running away when things get tough.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm afraid he will grow up to be a cowardly adult instead of a full-fledged man. To be honest, I don’t know what to do any more. I couldn't face my daughter in the heaven at this rate.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Things worked out when I was raising my daughter this way, but it doesn't seem to be the case with my grandson.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What should I do, Granny? Please help me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe it’s impossible for me to raise our grandson alone, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, Armin had suddenly changed. This happened when we stopped by a village near the border during our journey. I was asked to exterminate monsters after a certain husband and wife in the village were killed by them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The couple left behind a daughter. The girl seemed to be hiding it, but she had pure white hair just like mine. There was also this mysterious aura around her.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Just like Armin, the girl's parents were killed by monsters and she would also turn 10 years old this year. You couldn't blame me for thinking that it was some kind of fate and I had to do something for her. Thus I decided to accept the request.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, something happened when I went to exterminate the monkey monster --- Balbaa'affe, who killed the girl's parents. My grandson had gone missing in the forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Three days had passed since then and I still hadn't fond any clues about his whereabouts. But when I started doing a search operation using wind magic, he came back to the village on his own for some reason.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is when I noticed that my grandson had changed. First of all, his expression had became full of ambition, as if he was infatuated with something. Then he also began to actively carry out the training he had always hated. I could even sense a tremendous concentration and a tremendous desire to improve from him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He remained tight-lipped about what happened during the time he was missing, but something good must had happened to him. In any case, I'm glad that things had started to work out with my grandson.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, that was not all. My grandson’s taste buds seemed to have changed as well. He began to crave sweets every day. Whenever we arrived in a new town, the first thing he would do was to go to the honey shop. There he would try to buy all the honey that was in the shop.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Each time, I held down my excited grandson and only bought him as much honey as he could carry around. Then as soon as we left the shop, he immediately scooped up the honey with his finger and started licking it without a care in his surroundings.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He shouldn't have been the kind of child who likes honey this much before....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, I have no problem as long as my grandson was happy, but after he licked the honey, he always muttered "This is no good." and made a depressed face. I wonder if the honey was not to his taste.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to see my grandson, who has worked so hard, feels sad, so I decided to go see the king. He is the most important person in this country. I'm sure he knows the best quality honey in this country. I just received a summon from him, so it's just right.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been four years since I've been to the royal capital of the Kingdom of Gardenia. If I remember it correctly, the last time I was here is when there was a big parade to send off the hero party.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The hero --- who is this country's prince, his fiancée --- who is the greatest saint of the century, the son of the royal knight chief, the young star of the court magician, and several other people, went on their journey to subjugate the demon king.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, I heard that they returned to the royal capital without facing the demon king even once in the end. Some of the members of the hero party seemed to have died. Even the hero's fiancée --- the saint, has also fallen in the battle.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I haven't seen other girl who could use light magic of her level in my decades of life. Losing her was such a big blow to the country.... no, to the humanity.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The surviving hero married the newly appointed saint after that. I heard that she was also a member of the hero party.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That is fine and dandy, but what's with his decision of not going on a journey to subjugate the demon king again? Even after his comrades sacrificed their lives and the people in his country are being threatened by the demon king's army.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">His father --- the king, he even told me that he was troubled by the fact that his son wouldn't leave the royal capital no matter how many times he tried to persuade him. He apparently only listens to what his new wife says.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's a limit of being an obedient husband. Well, I admit that I couldn't go against my wife either. But if it were my wife, she would kick me out of the house and tell me to hurry and defeat the demon king, instead. Thanks to her, I found myself being called the great sage by the people around me now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's already been three years since then, but he still refuses to continue the mission to subjugate the demon king. I wonder if there's a good reason for this. Otherwise, he just lacks of self-awareness as someone who carries the country on his back.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In addition to being introduced to the finest honey shop in the country by the king, I also learned various of things. After all, information is gathered when you come to the center of the country.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Year 1020 of history. Many things have happened this year. In the winter, an unusually cold wave hit the kingdom. This caused not once-in-a-decade, but once-in-a-hundred-years heavy snowfall, and paralyzed the country's functions. The plains regions were still safe, but the mountainous regions were hit with unimaginable amounts of snow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In the midst of this situation, a certain fortified city was invaded and fell into the demon king's army. For the Kingdom of Gardenia, this city was an important frontline against the demon king's army's advance, where the largest force of the kingdom’s army was stationed.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's said that the demon king's army attacked the city from the sky using a flock of dragons. Maybe they were the dragons from the mountainous area I went before. I couldn't find them at that time, but it's possible that they were already left the area in preparation for this attack. If only I had gone there earlier, I could have returned those dragons to the mountain’s soil.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've heard that the current demon king could control the weather. This cold wave could be his doing as well. None of this would happen if only the hero defeats him sooner.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The other big news was the witches who were wanted by the empire and had escaped to our country seemed to have been found on the frontier. By national policy, witches must be subjugated. So immediately, a witch-hunting squad was formed from a neighboring city and set out to subjugate the witches.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The whereabouts of the witches was found almost at the same time the fortified city was invaded. I couldn't help but thinking that it was not unrelated.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's not all. In a certain forest at the border, monsters seemed to have disappeared mysteriously. The problem was that the forest was known to be inhabited by strong and ferocious monsters. In fact, that's the forest where my grandson Armin went missing before.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Come to think of it, where is he now? He's probably licking the honey from the royal purveyor somewhere. I hope he’s satisfied with it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The highway that had been closed due to the thick snow has finally been restored. Instead of the hero who doesn't seem to be going to move his ass anytime soon, I will do a little work for the country.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, the actual reason is because I've received a received a letter from my wife telling me to do something about the demon king's army as soon as possible. I don't want her to kick my ass.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-25025065167256138832023-12-18T11:03:00.004+07:002023-12-18T11:03:34.252+07:00Monster Girl 027<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by: MH Anderson</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 27 – I Will Become A Bagworm From Today</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I’m bored....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been a few weeks since I've decided to become the lord of the forest. However, nothing special happened during this time. I guess strong enemies just don't come that often. I'd like to go on a patrol around this area, but that kind of activity is impossible for me. I'm a plant, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, isn't it strange that a plant like me became the Lord of the Forest? Yeah, I know, it’s a little too late to ask that question.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now that the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest are also gone, the ecosystem must be undergoing a major transformation. Just like how I claimed Daddy Bear's territory, other monsters must have claimed their territories, too. Maybe there are already new Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest or something. The sad part is that I can't go there to check it out.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, if something goes wrong in the forest, I’m sure one of the animals will come to report it. I’m not sure what to do after that, though.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, tribute no longer comes. I'm not too happy about having more subordinates, so that might be fine.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, good day ladies!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My female knights seem to have come to see me. Even after I became the lord of the forest, our relationships stays the same. I give them honey in exchange for the preys they have caught.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Unlike before, there are no longer any challengers coming here to test their skills, so I'm quite undernourished now. That’s why I'm really grateful to them for bringing me food.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've gotten much stronger compared to when I met them for the first time. If something happens, it's my turn to protect them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You are going home already?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I see, please give my regards to Onee-sama.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Take care!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of unchanged, the dead tree I was curious about is still standing there. That being said, there's something that bothers me --- was that dead tree always looked like that?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The location is the same from what I can remember, but I think the angle is slightly different. Maybe the branches are still growing even though the tree itself is dead? How mysterious. That dead tree is one of the Seven Wonders of the Forest, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, it looks like something was caught in the trap I had set up near that dead tree....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Last time, a wild bear was lured by the honey I smeared on some trees around the area. I caught it with my vines, snapped its neck, and drag it into my bulb. The other day, some monkeys fell to the ground after eating the poisonous apples I put on nearby trees, so I let them to rest inside my bulb forever. That's how I have been staving off my hunger.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, the forest feels kinda strange lately. The animals seems to have completely disappeared form this area. I'm even starting to think that maybe I have over-hunted them. I mean, not even a single wild bear showed up after I sprinkled a lot of honey around.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's not all. My female knights were acting strange as well. They demanded more honey than usual. This had never happened before. Thanks to this, I've always been undernourished and short on water.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of water, it doesn't rain much anymore The temperature is not hot like during the drought. It's actually getting colder lately. Even so, it’s been quite a while since the last rain. I wonder what is going on with the sky.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My roots are also getting less and less water these days. It's not just because the lack of rain water. I've got the feeling that something is also changing underground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I also feel that the nutrients obtained from photosynthesis are decreasing considerably. I still want to do more photosynthesis, but I feel somewhat unsatisfactory nutritionally.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's something wrong, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's something happening in this forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My instinct tells me that there's some kind of big change happening in this forest right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I just don't know what it is.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder what is going to happen in the future.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm feeling uneasy....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Many days had passed since then, but the climate was still the same. In fact, it was gradually getting worse.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been really cold lately.... That's right, I still feel cold or hot despite being a plant. I guess it’s because I’m also a monster.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I welcome such human-like features, but just as you can see, I'm practically not wearing any clothes. I only wrapped vines around my breasts like a bra and not wearing anything down below. I wish I had a coat or something to protect me from the cold.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Because the cold was getting unbearable, I decided to wrap my whole body in vines while leaving only my face open.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I feel like a bagworm now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, at least it warms me up a little bit.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Okay, I've decided it. I will become a bagworm from today!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Actually, I also wanted something like a kotatsu (a low table with built-in heater) in addition to a futon (Japanese mattress). I’m not in good terms with fire since I’m a plant. That being said, I welcome a moderate warmth from a kotatsu.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Kotatsu is a magical table. I used it a lot when I was a high school girl. However, once you enter, you will never be able to get out. I wonder how many time I fell asleep under a kotatsu. Every time I did it, I was scolded by my mother.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I want to get into a kotatsu again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if someone will let me get into their kotatsu.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to be left out of the group just because I'm a plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Someone, a kotatsu.... will you let me get into your kotatsu?</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">I feel like a certain little match-seller girl right now.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Master over there, would you mind inviting me to your kotatsu?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Just as you can see, I'm a lonely single flower.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If Master let me into your kotatsu, I will decorate your room with this beautiful corolla and give you sweet honey for dessert after dinner.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm sure it will be a wonderful night unlike any other.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No? How heartless of you.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's a very inhuman act to refuse someone who is in need of a kotatsu. Or are you saying you won't let me into your kotatsu because I'm a plant? If I were a human being, perhaps they would welcome me into their kotatsu like a family member.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The place for a flower like me is outside in the wild?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Fine, I will ask someone else!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Someone, a kotatsu.... will you let me get into your kotatsu?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, I've never heard of or seen people putting a flower pot under a kotatsu, but that doesn't mean it's illegal. Even so, my body and soul are trembling so badly from the cold. It's impossible to go through the winter without a kotatsu, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hold on, winter...?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, that’s it, winter!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I finally understand what is happening in this forest now. No, it's not just this forest, I’m sure it's happening in this whole kingdom. The reason why the climate feels strange is because winter is approaching.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why didn’t I realize it sooner? For the past month or so, I always feel strangely hungry. I still want to eat more even after swallowing Daddy Bear and Mommy Bear. I also ate a lot of animals who came to pay tribute.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now that I think about it, maybe it’s all because my body is getting ready for the winter. Of course, my growth period also plays not a small role.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My female knight demanded more honey than usual to stock up for the winter. The reason animals seems to have disappeared from the forest is because most of them have already started hibernating.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">For wild animals, winter is a harsh season. No, not just animals, winter is also a harsh season for plants. The dryness of winter reduces the amount of water that can be replenished from the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's not all. Many plants also wither due to frost or freezing during the winter. They are continuously being exposed to the cold outside air, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of winter, there is snow. If it snows heavily, small plants will be buried under the snow. If that happens, photosynthesis will be impossible.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder how much it snows in this region. If this forest is in a region where it snows a lot during the winter, even I would be buried by the snow. If that happens, there's nothing I can do about it. No matter how powerful and poisonous I am, I would still wither away and die in the end.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was just passing this forest during a journey to subjugate the demon king, so I had no idea how the winter would be like around here. To begin with, as someone who had never left the royal capital until joining the hero party, I don't know much about other places in this country. There was someone who was good at geography in our party. He was the one who decided our itinerary and so on.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, he said something about the snow melts and does not accumulate even during the winter in the nearby mountainous area. If that’s true, there's a quite high possibility that this forest is not in a region with heavy snowfall. Then no matter how much it snow, my bulb will not get buried in snow at least. I won't know until I actually experience it, though.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, I wonder what would happen if a once-in-a-few-decades snowstorm hit this region. I mean, I'm half-naked with no roof or walls around me. If such a thing really happens, I would suffer damage beyond the level of catching a cold. I may not even be able to greet the next spring.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, it only happens once every few decades, so I should be fine. That being said, it doesn't change the fact that winters are usually harsh for plants.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wish I could get through this harsh winter with someone by my side.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Unfortunately, I have no such a luxury right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If your body is lonely, your heart will be lonely, too.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am about to begin a frightening and dangerous winter life, all alone.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Thus my first winter as a plant monster was coming.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-78224936696300680072023-12-18T11:01:00.004+07:002023-12-18T11:01:24.086+07:00Monster Girl 026<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 26 – I Feel Sorry For Those Who Were Offered as Sacrifices, But I Won't Refuse Because It Makes My Stomach Full</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I, for the first time in my lives, received a tribute.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">From who? Don’t be surprised. It’s from the animals living in this forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> A few days after defeating the lord of the forest --- Daddy Bear, a herd of raccoons gathered in front of me for some reason.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*drool*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Free food walks to me with their own feet. There seems to be more than one hundred of them. That being said, these raccoons are just ordinary animal, not monsters. They pose no threat to me at all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What on earth are they coming here for? It doesn't seem they come here to pick a fight with me. I wonder if they understand that coming all the way to my place in a large number like this is like asking to be eaten.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, let's observe the situation for now. Even if they try to escape, I can easily catch them with my vines later.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Then, after a while, one of the raccoon from the herd stepped forward and approached me fearfully.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This old racoon with a white beard must be the leader of this herd. He is one sized larger than the other raccoons. In addition, unlike the hundred raccoons lined up behind him, this one is a raccoon monster called Grosse Marderhund.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Although their fighting ability is not high, it's said that the individuals who have lived for a long time would gain intelligence close to that of humans. One more thing, I don't know if it's true, but I've heard that they have some kind of ability to show illusions to those who wander into their territory. In other words, they are a type of monster who prefer to run away or hide from their enemies without fighting.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of raccoons, I think they are cute animal. I often saw them in the hills behind my high school back in the days. That’s right, there was a wild racoon I named Poponko when I was a kid. This sure brings back a lot of memories</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The Grosse Marderhund continued walking towards me, slowly, one step at a time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He looks like a wise old man with his impressive long white beard. Let's call him Elder Raccoon from now on.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When Elder Raccoon was just some distance away from me, he suddenly stopped walking and lowered his head to the ground. Followed his example, all the raccoons behind him also lowered their heads to the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Eh, what is this!? Why are these raccoons suddenly prostrating to me?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if raccoons in this world are surprisingly smart. No, it's Elder Raccoon who is smart. Maybe this means that he recognizes me as the lord of the forest?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I started calling myself the lord of the forest without permission after defeating Daddy Bear. However, it seems that I have really been recognized as the new lord by the denizens of this forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, it doesn't feel bad at all. It's rather nice to be revered like this. I wonder if the time has finally come for me to get promoted from a former duke's daughter to a queen of the forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You there, raccoon, raise your head.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I grant you a permission to speak to me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, but I don't want any trouble.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I just want to live quietly in this forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even though I am the queen, I don't want to be in charge if something dangerous is waiting for me, understand?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Elder Raccoon saw my expression and turned back to the herd of raccoon behind him. Then, as if breaking a wave, a plump raccoon with a glossy fur advanced forward.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hmm? This one is just an ordinary raccoon animal like the rest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The plump raccoon passed by Elder Raccoon and continued walking towards me. Then, when he was just a few steps away from me, he suddenly laid down on his back. Showing his stomach to me, he was pointing his hands and feet to the sky --- a pose of absolute submission. The plump raccoon was telling me that he was ready to give me his body and soul.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Eh, what should I do with this?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I was confused by a sudden turn of events, Elder Raccoon opened his mouth and made a gesture as if telling me to eat it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Could it be that this raccoon is something I can eat?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Is it a tribute? No, it's a sacrifice, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You are very thoughtful to go out of your way to provide me with such a tasty-looking raccoon, Elder.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, I wonder what is the meaning behind this sacrifice. Maybe it's a proof that they recognize me as the lord of the forest. Or perhaps it's their declaration of wanting to live under my protection from now on.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">These raccoon don't look very strong, do they? I have a feeling that they spent their time in hiding during the warring states period of the forest. Instead of fighting themselves, they come under the protection of the strong. The proof of that is the sacrifice. Yeah, it’s quite possible.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So, if I eat this plump raccoon, does this mean I have to protect them from now on? That sounds troublesome. I just want to eat it and run away, but that's not possible. I'm a plant, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Roots, don't you feel like walking? I personally want to take a walk once on a while. I know it's impossible, but I can't help thinking about it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> While I was mulling over it, I felt all the gazes gathered on me, as if telling me to hurry up and be done with it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I eat the sacrifice, that means I agree with the contract....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">These raccoons probably came here with the expectation that if something were to happen, I would be willing to help them. Or if there’s a dangerous enemy, I will defeat it for them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's only one option for me. Because I can't go anywhere, whether I accept the contract or not, if they lead the enemy to my place, I will have to fight it in the end.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The result will be the same either way. If that's the case, let's just enjoy the meal in front of me without extra thoughts. I will slowly think what to do when that time comes later. I still don't like the idea of having dangerous enemies be sent to me every time, though.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I know. I automatically became the new lord of the forest when I defeated Daddy Bear. I have no choice but to accept it. Besides, I hadn't caught any preys recently. I'm not well nourished right now. Alright, without further ado, let's dig in!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yup, it's not filling at all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Seeing I ate the sacrifice, Elder Raccoon bowed his head deeply, turned around, and started to walk away.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, wait, I'm done yet! Elder Raccoon is the leader of this herd, so I will let him off the hook this time. However, please leave some of those young raccoons to stay and play with me for a bit more.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I moved a large number of vines that I had hidden in the ground beforehand. The raccoons were surprised to see countless vines suddenly sprouting from the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The young raccoons over there looks good. Let's catch two.... no, three of them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The raccoons were dancing in the sky as I scooped up them with my vines one after another. Sensing the danger, the other raccoons started to run away in panic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hey, let's play a game!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What!? You are busy running away?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Okay, I understand. How about playing game of tag?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will become "it", so you guys can continue to run away from me. By the way, you will be eaten if you get caught. This is the beginning of a death game of tag.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Ignoring the trembling Elder Raccoon by my side, I threw the young raccoons I caught into my lower mouth.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I guess that’s enough for now. Because I’ve received my payment, I will accept the job. Don’t hesitate to tell me if you need my help or something.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Elder Raccoon retreated one step at a time while trembling in fear. Thus all the raccoons living in this forest officially came under my rule.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If you have free time, it's okay for everyone to visit me once in a while, you know?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> However, it didn't end with just raccoons. Maybe it was a law of this forest, various animals would offer me their comrades after that. Foxes, forest dog, forest cat, squirrels, rabbits, and so on. Just like raccoons, there was a pattern where the herd was led by a monster of their kin.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's as if they are asking me to protect their kin with this. Even now, a herd of deer is coming to seek an audience with me to offer a sacrifice.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, this makes no sense. I'm basically just a plant. I can't do anything to them as long as they stay away from me. However, they went out of their way to come here to give me an offering.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">After all, is it because I have been recognized as the lord of the forest? The job to maintain the balance of this forest falls to me now. The lord of the forest is the strongest. I’m expected to act like a bouncer against foreign enemies.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm sure this was previously Daddy Bear's job. I wonder if he also felt what I'm feeling right now. It's really a dilemma....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even if I want they to go home, I don't think they will go home until I accept the sacrifice. I can feel such a strong will from them which is quite intimidating. They want me to take over Daddy Bear's role. For that purpose, they are offering their kin to me to get on my good side.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, there are no monsters stronger than me in this forest right now. If adventurers or hunters from the nearby village were to come in a large number every day, it would disturb the balance of the forest. That kind of foreign enemies will be led to my place by the monsters and animals under my rule so I can take care of them. I guess that’s how it works.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Fine, I will do it. If someone has to protect the forest, it will have to be me. I'm the one who defeated Daddy Bear, after all. I have to take responsibility for that. Then, without further ado, let's dig in!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, not enough. My body is still craving for more nutrition. Should I ask the leader to leave a couple more deer for me? I guess it’s time to activate the trap. Let's catch about ten more deer with the vines I hid in the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Looks like I've caught a little too many again. Oh well, I'm happy to be able to eat a lot.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, wait, just one more!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If they want, they can also bring their whole family to live inside my stomach. No?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The other deer escaped. No, I let them escaped. If I eat them all at once, I won't be able to eat them again later. Please come to visit me again when your number have increased.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have received the lives of their comrades, so if anything happens, I will help them out. This is also for the sake of protecting this forest's ecosystem.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have graduated from being an unemployed flower now. From today, I will protect everyone living here as the lord of the forest. It's my first job that I'm not used to, but I'll do my best. If all goes well, I may spend my days quietly while photosynthesizing with the happy animals and monsters under my rule.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, that sounds wonderful. Let's make it my goal. My dream time may be coming soon. I can see myself living a peaceful life at last.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've been through a lot since I was betrayed by that fvcking junior of saint apprentice and my fiancée --- the hero, but I can finally settle down now. I will live my life with my roots firmly planted starting from today.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Thus began my new life as the lord of the forest.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-79562365295524959032023-12-18T10:57:00.010+07:002023-12-18T10:57:56.613+07:00Monster Girl 025<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 25 – The Lord of the Forest's Throne</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am Alraune, a self-proclaimed ordinary flower. Even though I am a plant, I have now assumed the position of the lord of the forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s right, I have finally defeated Daddy Bear!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've poisoned that honey addict to death with the honey he loved so much. No mercy for those who licked me. They all will meet the same fate as Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, Daddy Bear is really filling, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm now eating his body a little by a little, but it might still take a few more days to finish him completely. I mean, he is a huge bear about 10 meter tall. It’s not easy to digest him as expected.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">By the way, I left Mommy Bear over there. She is my food reserve for now.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, it's raining!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The heaven must be want to celebrate my victory, too.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This makes me very happy because I can also use this chance to take a shower.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The rain after a battle is the best.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Water is delicious.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">This forest became my domain with the defeat of Daddy Bear. This also brings back peace to this forest which had been plunged into a Warring States Period when the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest were missing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, the battle-crazed monsters are gone now. There are a lot of monsters that have taken up residence inside my stomach, but surely not all of them, right?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">D-Don't get me wrong! I'm not such a gluttonous girl.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oops, I'm full....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've finished eating Daddy Bear before I know it. Tehe~</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, let's go for the second round. I still have Mommy Bear, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I hope Daddy Bear and Mommy Bear will live happily together inside my stomach.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;"> That was how this place became my forest. The large monsters were gone, and the number of conflicts decreased drastically. The end of territorial disputes also brought the small monsters and animals, which had been quiet until then, back into the forest and walking in the open. I also saw my old friends among them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, they came back!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I finally get to see them again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> In front of me, there were several familiar bee-shaped monsters --- Zornbiene, hovering in the air.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Good day, ladies.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been a while, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">How have you been?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm glad to know that there are survivors from my female knights army. For them, Daddy Bear was the sworn enemy of their clan. They may have disappeared from this vicinity out of fear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But don't worry ladies, he and his wife are now being digested together in my stomach. There is no more perverted bear who would harm everyone.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Isn't that great? Now we all can live together happily again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let’s rebuild our Lily Garden and.... that's right, let's reconstruct our Forest Girls Association, too. For that, I first need to increase the number of my female knights. Let's give them a lot of honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ladies, please bring this back to you nest and share it with everyone....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You, what are you doing? There's this one female knight that kept trying to pollinate me since a while ago.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Is she perhaps a newcomer? You should properly educate the new recruits before bringing them here. I almost got pollinated.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Come to think of it, there was also a female knight who tried to pollinate me before. If I'm not mistaken, she was a villainess. If you don't want to meet a bad ending like her, you should correct yourself from now. Grow up to be a splendid female knight and support me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, I wonder if Her Majesty the Queen is still in good health.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, she successfully escaped from Daddy Bear? I'm glad.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Please send my best regards to my big sister, Her Majesty the Queen, and see you again, ladies!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> As I waved my vine and saw everyone off, another guest came to visit me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, if isn't the stupid white bird. She ran away from me the other day, but here she came again. I wonder if she is unaware that I was trying to eat her last time. She is stupid, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even though I've know you for a long time, it won’t change my intention to eat you. That's why you should just get into your stomach quickly and become my nutrition.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The white bird circled above me at the height where my vines could not reach her as if taunting me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It’s barely outside my range. I can reach her if I do my best, but from this distance, she can easily avoid my vines. To a bird that can flap her wings freely in the sky, a vine that gradually grows from below would look like it was standing still.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hey, White Bird. You are surprisingly clever for a bird. I will still call you stupid bird, though.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">*flop*</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I was looking at the white bird, something fell near me from above.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That stupid bird has dropped something again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">How careless are you?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, it's a flower again. Last time she dropped a red rose, but this time it's some kind of a blue flower.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've never seen such a flower before, neither in this world nor in my previous world. From what I can see, it's just an ordinary flower with no special characteristics. Well, let's find out.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I ate the flower like usual, but I didn't gain a new ability whatsoever. I could only make the same blue flower bloom on my vines.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder what is that white bird's deal. After seeing a blue flower blooming from my vine, she just flew away like that. I really don't get it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In the first place, is she using flowers to build a nest? From what I know, birds are normally using small branches or dried grass to build their nest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, flowers will just wither away and die, so it makes no sense to use them as a material to build a nest, right?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can understand if she takes the flowers home to be used as decorations, but I've never heard any bird doing that kind of thing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That white bird is a strange bird, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> After that, the white bird would drop flowers and other plants at me from time to time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hey, is this perhaps a harassment?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">She’s definitely doing it or purpose, isn’t she?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Or is it a challenge from the white bird, something like: 'I'm going to pluck you just like these plants, so be prepared'?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Or is that white bird provoking me, something like: 'Look at these flowers, they are more beautiful than you'?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't deserve to be told such a thing by a mere bird. Either way, this is clearly a declaration of war. There's no mercy for you, White Bird. This time I will show you a blood festival.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> To give the white bird this message, I released my poisonous pollen towards a little bird perched on a nearby tree. The little bird tried to run away, but it inhaled my poisonous pollen and fell to the ground a moment later.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't feel like eating it at all. It's too small. I can’t even call it a snack.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, this is just a little revenge to that white bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let's also make this week a bird hunting week.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The white bird seemed to have realized that I was purposely targeting birds and felt that her life was in danger. She stopped dropping things on me after that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That white bird is a coward. If only she had come to me and challenged me to a duel as revenge for her friend I killed, I would have feasted on her. Too bad.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> No more drops from white birds. However, tributes began to arrive at me instead. The food came to me on its own in the name of sacrifice.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's a group of racoon in front of me now. In order to help their clan, they must have mustered up the courage to become martyrs and come here to be eaten by me. Their spirit is so wonderful.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But, I’m not that scary, you know? Don't get me wrong. I'm not such a monster that only see you as food and just want to swallow you. However, since you have come with such a determination, it would be rude if I refuse, right?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, look at me. I'm just a beautiful flower. Being able to become one with such a beauty like me, will surely make you happy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You don’t have to be afraid, okay? I promise I won't make you suffer, so please stop shaking while looking at me with eyes that are on the verge of tears. You will seriously hurt my feeling.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Apparently, I've become so feared that the creatures of the forest made offerings to me.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-85526158982782732042023-12-18T10:55:00.001+07:002023-12-18T10:55:17.088+07:00Monster Girl 024<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 24 – Pavlov Bear</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear licked my face. To be precise, he licked honey off my face. He seemed unable to stop himself from making an ecstatic expression as he savored the honey overflowing from my lips.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's great to see you having a good time. But no matter how many times I experience it, I hate the feeling of being licked by a bear's tongue.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Suddenly, Daddy Bear turned weird. He started blowing bubbles from his mouth and went into a frenzy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I understand. It’s painful, isn’t it? That’s not surprising because the honey was mixed with poison.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can produce poisonous pollen and poisonous apple. Following that logic, I should be able to produce poisonous honey, too.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Then, after countless experiment, I finally succeeded in making a perfect poisonous honey blend. In addition, it's more potent than my other poison attacks. I wonder what would happen if you ingested it inside your body.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear clawed at his own throat. Nevertheless, a large amount of drool was still trickling down from his mouth like a waterfall. His craving for honey apparently much stronger than the pain. He had become a bear who couldn't live without my honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder who made him like that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He is a bad example of father.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear continued to hurt himself without me having to do anything.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's a bitter pill to swallow as I have to let Daddy Bear lick me as he pleases. However, the result is worth it. This move is especially effective against a honey addict like him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My honey still tastes sweet and delicious even though it's mixed with poison. Daddy Bear understands that it's harmful to his body, but he's still licking it. Why? Because the honey is there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's how the honey-crazed boy continued seeking my honey. And Daddy Bear, who had licked my face for hours on end, is already a heavy honey addict.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The honey ball I gave him last time must have been so delicious that he shut himself up inside his home for a month. Now he came here again for my honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You want honey, right? Okay I will let you lick it --- this poisonous honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But you see, there's something even better than poisonous honey. Let's give it to Daddy Bear as a reward. Even though he turned me down for the dance, I should at least thank him for coming to the ball. This is my pride as the organizer.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've secretly made this special present for Daddy Bear in the past month. I'm sure he would love it more than anything.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Glancing at Daddy Bear who seemed to be running out of breath, I spat out something from my mouth and caught it with both hands.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yup, it's a honey ball. However, it's not just an ordinary honey ball, but a special-made one. Of course, it doesn’t contain recovery magic at all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This honey ball is a special-made poisonous honey ball that has been concentrated for over a month by layering poison on top of each other to make it extremely poisonous. Its killing power should be tremendous.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is something I’ve been carefully preparing to be used as my ultimate weapon for the rematch with Daddy Bear, who is sure to come back someday.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Here, please enjoy it!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I grabbed the poisonous honey ball with my vine and held it in front of Daddy Bear's face. However, Daddy Bear was only staring and sniffing it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You had it before, remember? My sweet and delicious honey ball that made you feel like in heaven. I'm sure you want to taste it again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What’s the matter, Daddy Bear? It's bad manners to droll while blowing bubbles in front of a lady.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, are you perhaps wondering if this honey ball also contains poison? If you don't want to eat it, I won't force you. However, this chance might never come to you again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear's tongue slowly approached my vine. Blood was coming out of his eyes and mouth due to the poison, but he couldn't resist the honey ball's temptation nevertheless.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I understand, Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Go ahead and enjoy it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This will be your last supper, after all</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ah, before that, please let me say something.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is all your fault for licking me like crazy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm not going to forgive you.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm going to take my revenge on you.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because you licked me, I'm angry.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because you licked me, your body is being eaten away by poison right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because you licked me, your life will be forfeit.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will clear this humiliation once and for all.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">You are my greatest enemy, Daddy Bear. Even so, I won't rub salt on your wound at the end. I'm aiming to be a kind and beautiful flower, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Instead of salt, I will give you the honey ball you are dying for. This gem-like mass of poison with the best hidden flavor is my parting gift.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear who couldn't stand it anymore, bit off the tip of my vine that was holding the honey ball. Then, with a smile on his face, he finally collapsed. Daddy Bear was convulsing while blowing bubbles profusely from his mouth. However, instead of agony, he made a happy face, as if he was enjoying some kind of happiness.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even I'm like this now, I'm still a former saint. I don't find enjoyment from watching people suffering.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear, thank you for all your hard work as the lord of the forest until now. You can now rest in peace while enjoying the taste of my honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Good night, Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Then daddy Bear fell silent forever.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-22240550667738731862023-12-18T10:53:00.000+07:002023-12-18T10:53:01.713+07:00Monster Girl 023<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by Melody H.A.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 23 - The Beginning of Operation to Defeat Daddy Bear</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I actually have prepared a secret plan to defeat Daddy Bear. However, I will not use it yet. There's still time for our guests to have some fun. Now that the tea party is over, it's time to dance. The ball is about to begin.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear, may I ask you to dance with me?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> As if to say, "Of course, Milady." Daddy Bear came forward.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hold on, Daddy Bear. Where is your tuxedo? Don't tell me you are going to attend the ball dressed like that. I mean, you are not wearing anything</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I'm not wearing a night dress either.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I only covered my chests with vines.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Since I'm also sort of half-naked, we might make a good pair, in a way.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">For forest creatures like us, our skin is our clothes, so let's just say that everything is in order. Still, a ball in the forest where nudity and semi-nudity are woven together. That sounds very indecent. Oh well, it's actually just a bear and a plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear took a quick glance at Mommy Bear and then approached me while raising a roar.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if he was so excited to dance with me to the point he ignored his wife. If you get carried away with another woman, your wife won't be happy with it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh no, look at that!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Mommy Bear is so angry that she's blowing bubbles from her mouth.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear, who didn't seem to care about what happened to his wife, was drooling as he stared at me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's embarrassing to be looked at with such a hot gaze….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, anyway, shall we begin?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I made my first move by making thorny vines came out of the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I know that it's a man's job to escort woman. However, it must be hard for Daddy Bear to ask other woman for dance in front of his wife. He should be thanking me for taking the lead here.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Countless thorny vines wrapped, not only both Daddy Bear's arms, but all over his body.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now, please follow the rhythm. I can't move from my spot so you will have to move for my part, too. This is a waltz with bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> However, Daddy Bear didn't seem happy with it. He ripped off the thorny vines all over his body as if refusing to dance with me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Could it be that you refuse to dance with me!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hey, even after I went out of my way to invite you....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm a former saint and duke's daughter. You will <span class="VIiyi" lang="en"><span class="JLqJ4b ChMk0b"><span class="Q4iAWc">tarnish</span></span></span> my reputation if you do this to me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Okay, I’ve had enough.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let’s send Daddy Bear to his wife.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The ball is over.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The playtime ends here</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now it's time for the battle.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even so, Daddy Bear doesn't seem to be in pain at all. In fact, he looks unscathed even though his whole body should have been pierced by countless thorns.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear really is a formidable opponent, after all. His strong and thick fur seems to have rendered my thorns attack useless. That alone shows that he can't be put in the same league as the monsters I've fought until now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Wahnschlange a.k.a Anaconda, Creek Tiger a.k.a Battle Maniac, and even Mommy Bear have succumbed to my thorns and poison combination attack. They all offered themselves to me, declaring that they would become my nourishment. And yet, it didn't even <span class="VIiyi" lang="en"><span class="JLqJ4b ChMk0b C1N51c"><span class="Q4iAWc">scratch</span></span></span> Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The deadly attack, which had been undefeated until now, was nullified. That's the Lord of the Forest for you.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Frankly speaking, the fact that my attack cannot damage Daddy Bear is enough to make me want to surrender. This is just hopeless. I apparently would have to go through that licking hell again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's true that if I fight him normally, I will never be able to defeat Daddy Bear. But you see, I was not just having all-you-can-eat banquet for the past month. I have also been thinking of a strategy for this rematch.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">All right, let’s do it!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I took out something that I had prepared for Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If the outside doesn't work, just attack from the inside.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear, do you know what it this?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s right, it’s an apple.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Though it’s called apel fruit in this world.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This juicy red apple looks delicious, doesn’t it? I made this especially for you. I hope you would like it. Still, this Plant Generation is very convenient. I can grow fruits like this anytime I want.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I picked up an apple that has been harvested in advance with a vine and then threw it to Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You must be hungry, right? I bet you have been shutting yourself inside your lair while enjoying my honey ball and haven't eaten anything else. After all, the boy also said he didn't feel like eating other food after tasting my honey. In this situation, if an apple flies by, I'm sure he won't miss it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear caught the apple with his mouth and then bit into it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That apple contains my honey so I can guarantee its taste.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You want more? Don't worry, I knew that one apple wouldn't be enough.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now open your mouth wide!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I threw apples one after another. Daddy Bear, who was waiting like an obedient pet, caught and ate them all. However, he suddenly stopped at the thirteenth apple. Ignoring the flying apple, he started looking up at the sky with his mouth hanging open.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if it's starting to take effect. Actually, the apples also contain my poison. I can easily make delicious poisonous apples with Plant Generation by mixing them with honey and poison.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I usually use it as a bait to catch my prey. One poisonous apple is enough to kill an ordinary monster. But as expected of Daddy Bear. It's amazing that he is still standing even after eating thirteen of them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear’s eyes locked on me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Is he perhaps angry? Did he realize that the apples were poisonous? Daddy Bear is not a fool, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But he finally tasted my honey again after a long time. He must be suffering from the poison and craving for more apples at the same time right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear lunged at me on all fours. I brought out the vines I had deployed underground in advance to create a wall of thorns. However, it was easily broken through.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My thorns attack is useless against Daddy Bear’s defense, after all. He came out unscathed. His title as the Lord of the Forest is not just for show. He is the first opponent I couldn't defeat using this method.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Next I fired poisonous pollen at him. However, it was erased by wind pressure from Daddy Bear's rush.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have used up all my offensive techniques.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My poisonous apples don't seem to be that effective either.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Fighting him directly is out of the question.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even though I've become much stronger in the past month.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I even started to have the idea that there was no longer a worthy opponent for me in this forest. Yet here I am so powerless in front of Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear stopped right in front of me. He was more than 10 meters tall, so it was very intimidating. He was supposed to be in pain because of the poison. However, his desire for my honey seemed to overpower it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You really like me, huh.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's obvious from the way you toyed with me last time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear's face was drawing closer.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This brings back memories of when Daddy Bear licked me for the first time. I couldn't do anything back then. This time, once again, the same thing is about to happen.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear's wet and sticky tongue touched my face. I felt an inescapable disgust as it started to move around licking the honey just like that day. However, this time, despair and humiliation --- none of those words were in my mind. I haven’t give up.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to be licked!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to be humiliated!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don’t want to be treated like some kind of candy!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> But despite my strong determination, honey kept flowing from my eyes uncontrollably. Thus I decided to try something.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Since I can't stop Daddy Bear from licking me, I will just use that to my advantage.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I smirked at Daddy Bear who moved his tongue eagerly to taste me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My honey is delicious, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You were also like this back then.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Don't worry, I won't try to stop you anymore at this point.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Go ahead and lick me to your heart's content.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Come on, don’t be shy!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right. I have prepared this special blend just for you, Daddy Bear. The highest quality honey that's different from usual mixed with a secret ingredient. This is so delicious that it will send you straight to the heaven literally. After all, this aforementioned secret ingredient is my strongest poison.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ufufufu....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">How is my poisonous honey, Daddy Bear?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Does it suit your taste?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh!? I guess it’s time so say goodbye.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It was nice knowing you.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-53387738121299812032023-12-18T10:49:00.007+07:002023-12-18T10:49:51.557+07:00Monster Girl 022<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by Melody H.A.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 22 - Splendid Tea Party by Female Flower and Mrs. Bear</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear came to see me with his wife --- Mommy Bear. I know it's been a while, but…. I’m kinda scared because the couple seem so full of murderous spirits. You are totally coming to lick me, aren't you!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I gave Daddy Bear a special honey ball when he attacked me before. I'm sure he had already finished it, then came to me again because he couldn’t the forget the taste and wanted more.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, I guess his purpose is my honey. The question is what will he do to me? I would like him to leave when he is satisfied with just licking me, but I’m pretty sure it won't be that simple. In addition, he is not alone this time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Mommy Bear couldn't be the same as Daddy Bear, right? I mean, a perverted husband and wife are just beyond the salvation.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> But sadly, the two bears were the same. As Mommy Bear came closer to me, I saw her eyes were getting more and more bloodshot.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if Mommy Bear is after my honey, too. She looks like so excited that she couldn't control herself anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Last time, I had to go through the hell of being licked for hours by Daddy Bear. If Mommy Bear joins the fray, they would take turns licking me, which mean I wouldn't even have time to take a breath.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe I would die due to lack of nutrition due to producing too much honey. I could imagine a scene of a dried-out Alraune left in the forest, wither away, and finally return to the earth. I might be able to meet the female knights again at that time. Though I'm not sure if we would recognize each other since we both had become fertilizers.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Female Laubbär has two horns on their forehead. But in exchange, they are not as long as the male's. I doubt Mommy Bear will use them as weapons.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Mommy Bear is approximately 7 or 8 meters tall. Compared to the 10-meter-tall Daddy Bear, she is a little smaller. Nevertheless, she is still big. If two of them come at me at the same time, there's only a little I can do. I would like to deal with them at least one at a time. For a start, let's aim for Mommy Bear, who is smaller and more agile than Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now then, how about having a tea party with me, Mrs. Bear?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Of course, without your husband.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let's take our time and get to know each other as fellow ladies.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will be waiting for you with some delicious honey drinks.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I guess I have to send invitation first. Otherwise, Mrs. Bear won't even be able to discuss it with her husband. Please wait for a moment because I will make it now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I brought one of my vines to my mouth and licked it to make a honey-covered vine --- one tea party invitation was completed. Next I stretched out the honey-covered vine in front of Mommy Bear. Maybe she was so eager to attend my tea party, Mommy Bear immediately responded by getting ahead of Daddy Bear to catch the honey-covered vine.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Okay, I’ve got her!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Like fishing, I pulled back the honey-covered vine towards me. Mommy Bear started to run after it. Daddy Bear followed suit, but Mommy Bear with her smaller and lighter body was faster than him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, not yet.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Just a little more….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I showed Mommy Bear to the tea party table (a wall of thorns). However, Mommy Bear, whose eyes were too preoccupied with a honey-covered vine, crashed into it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, it was nothing complicated. I simply hid the thorny vines in the ground in advance and then waited until Mommy Bear had reached a certain distance before popping them out.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I wrapped Mommy Bear with a net of thorns and forced her to take a seat in my handmade chair.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let's begin the tea party.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Meanwhile, Mommy Bear started rampaging around.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh my, is this perhaps your first time tasting poison? It’s one of the most popular items at my tea party. I hope it suits your taste.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, all the guests who came to my tea party so far were delighted with it that they were blowing bubbles from their mouth. I'm also really proud of my poison coated thorns.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Mommy Bear tried to escape, but the more she struggled, the more thorns stuck to her body. Even if she managed to remove the vines, the thorns would remain. Getting pricked by countless thorns is already painful, and to make it worse, my poison entered through those wounds.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's about time to pour some tea for Mommy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I held open Mommy Bear's mouth with vines and released poisonous pollen into her throat.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Mommy Bear is crying out something like "It's delicious! It’s delicious!", isn't she?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Since you like it so much, how about another cup?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I released another batch of poisonous pollen.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Too bad. There's still more to come, but she seems to have had her fill already.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> With her eyes rolled back, Mommy Bear started convulsing while blowing bubbles from her mouth.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s very inappropriate for the Lord of the Forest’s wife. Oh well, I will turn you into my nourishment soon. You won't need to play the role of perfect lady anymore. Isn't that nice?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now then, you are the only one left, Daddy Bear....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But as expected, the husband won't be as easy to defeat as the wife. He is called the Lord of the Forest for a reason, after all. Even the Four Heavenly Kings (tentative) is pale in comparison to him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can tell just by looking. The pressure coming from him is incomparable to any monsters I've faced until now. He has the composure of an overwhelmingly strong man and the confidence of a fighter who had gone through countless battles.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">When I confronted him last time, I had no idea what he was capable of. However, after preying on numerous demons over the past month, I've also gained quite a bit of battle experience. I can catch a glimpse of his power now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will be honest here. Daddy Bear is many times stronger than me. If I fight him head-on, I will undoubtedly lose. Things won't be like when I fought Mommy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even so, I have made my decision that day. I don't want to experience the humiliation of having Daddy Bear lick me all over again. His drool is dirty, sticky, disgusting, and make me smell like a bear. My body and mind were defiled, and he treated me like a thing. You can’t blame for this feeling of aversion.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So, you know, I won't go down without putting a fight.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'll show him that I'm different from that time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Come on, Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let’s settle this once and for all!</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-52331662084598230442023-12-18T10:47:00.000+07:002023-12-18T10:47:00.555+07:00Monster Girl 021<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 21 - When I was Enjoying All-You-Can-Eat Monsters, the Signs of Creatures Disappeared from the Forest</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm Alraune, an ordinary plant monster girl who gets hungry a lot as of late.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Just a moment ago, I have poisoned a Wahnschwein to death.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Wahnschwein is a boar-type monster that boasts the power of a heavy tank and the ability to break through any obstacles. That kind of creature was charging straight at me. Could you imagine how scary it was? If our bodies collide, I, a mere plan, would surely be blown away like a joke. However, I'm not so stupid to take him head-on.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I transformed my vines into thorny vines with Plant Generation and built a thick wall with them. When the boar crashed into it, the vines wrapped around his body like a net. No matter how powerful his charging was, with countless thorns biting into his body, it would put some breaks to his momentum. In addition, I coated those thorns with poison. My poison was pretty strong that most enemies could be dealt with it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The Wahnschwein was gradually losing his strength as the poison started to take effect on him. Not wasting the chance, I hurriedly released poisonous pollen as finishing blow. The Wahnschwein finally collapsed and then died not long after.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Anyways, without further ado, let’s dig in!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even so, I feel like I've been getting a lot of visitors these days.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm still living a plant life while photosynthesizing, but things are not so peaceful around here. There are just too many monsters to count. Sometimes they come solo, sometimes in groups, and sometimes in lines. No matter how I think about it, this number is obviously abnormal.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can produce about a hundred thorny vines currently. You know what? I just realized that I'm surprisingly good at one-to-many battle, as long as I'm not up against big guys. Thanks to that, I had to digest everyone who came to visit me every day. I've never been able to eat all I can like this before.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, despite everything, I'm still the same as before, just preying on the prey that comes to feed on me like an insectivore. You can even say I'm enjoying my plant life in peace and quiet right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yes, that’s right. I’m quietly eating all kinds of monsters, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, the forest became noisy since the day I ate the anaconda. Maybe is it due to the disappearance of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the forest? If that is true, the situation might be even more serious because of another member of the Four Heavenly Kings, Mr. Hellwolf, had already been eaten by Daddy Bear. That makes two seats vacant at the moment. In addition, I have a feeling that Daddy Bear --- the lord of the forest, is so enamored with my honey ball right now that he never leaves his den. This situation triggered a turf war throughout the forest and disrupts the ecosystem.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s just a wild guess of what’s happening right now, though.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I personally find the current situation ideal because I don't have to worry about food anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I hunt using a wait-and-see method. Because I'm a plant, I can't walk around, so I lure my preys with honey and then catch them. Under normal circumstances, there are days when I don't eat, but lately, the preys wander in so fast that I'm overfed.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What am I going to do if I get fat? This is a body that can’t go on a diet even if I want to.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't mean to brag, but no matter what kind of monsters coming my way, they are no longer my opponents. I'm also growing up ---- as a plant monster, that's it. Unless they are those of the Four Heavenly Kings level, I wouldn’t even break a sweat.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been a few weeks since I preyed on the anaconda, but I have yet to face any worthy opponents. My live was never in danger during this time, which is a good thing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, I think we have a visitor.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Good day, Mr. Tiger.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I remember it correctly, it's a tiger-type monster called Creek Tiger. It's a monster about the size of a large truck that is well-known as battle maniac. Yes, in sort, it's a tiger that loves to fight.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's a certain anecdote about this monster. It's said that once upon a time there was a Creek Tiger that barged into the human battlefield during the war and started killing soldiers from both sides indiscriminately.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">They are a genuine battle race that there was such a fierce tiger among them. However, it seems that Mr. Tiger didn’t live up to that anecdote. I mean, look, he is already dead.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I welcomed the approaching Mr. Tiger with dozens of thorny vines. Only a few of them hit the target, but that was enough. My real attack was the poison --- my specialty. Mr. Tiger who got wounded by the thorns collapsed due to the poison not long after. Then, I released poisonous pollen as a finishing blow. The battle ended in the blink of an eye.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is my current sure-winning tactic. Mr. Tiger didn't even seem to notice that the thorn was poisonous. Yeah, it was surprisingly an easy battle.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">When I first saw him, I thought "This guy must be the last Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest!". However, I didn't struggle as much as when I fought the anaconda. I couldn't help but having a second thought about certifying him as one of the Four Heavenly Kings.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Mr. Tiger would be unbeatable against the other forest monsters. I feel that he was as strong as the anaconda and the hell wolf in terms of raw strength. However, he was not my opponent.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let's call him one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest (provisional) for now. Do your best getting rid of the provisional part and rising to the official Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest, Mr. Tiger.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I guess it's impossible since you are melting in my stomach right now. Then, do your best in the next life. I'm also doing my best in this next life.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If you reincarnate as a plant, you will understand my feelings. Let's get along as fellow plants at that time. Of course, I will still eat you as a material for my Plant Generation.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hmm, it's been on my mind for a while now. Is my poison much stronger than before? I feel like my ability to kill has improved since I fought Daddy Bear and the anaconda. I feel like something inside me have evolved.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if my survival instincts as a living creature had kicked in when I faced a near death situation which resulted in my poison became deadlier.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Is that how much I have grown? Now that I think about it, I'm just a newborn sprout of Alraune. You can even say I am still a toddler. When I grow up, I'm sure I will be even stronger.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe now is my growth spurt period? Speaking of which, I can grow more vines and thorns than before. Yeah, everything makes sense. Perhaps this is also the reason why I get hungry a lot as of late. Instead of overnourished, my body is undernourished. I wonder if this is really what’s happening right now….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, I just need to eat a lot and grow up to be a big and splendid flower. And one day, I will finally defeat my greatest nemesis.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to remember that humiliation anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will survive in this warring states period of the forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will become strong and live a peaceful life.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> After that, I turned dozens of monsters into nourishment one after another. But then I noticed that there was no longer any sign of life around me. No one came to visit me anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There used to be so many of them, but where have they disappeared to?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's mysterious, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, the sunlight is delicious and the water also tastes good.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Thus I went back to my slow life doing nothing but photosynthesizing since there was no more visitors coming. However, those days of peace and quiet soon came to an end. A guest, an acquaintance, I hadn't seen in a long time, showed up.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, hello there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been a long time, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I glad to see you are doing well, Daddy Bear….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was so engrossed in all-you-can-eat monsters that I had completely forgotten about his existence. Come to think of it, another month has passed since then. It's not surprising if Daddy Bear has already finished eating the honey ball. Even so, I really didn't expect this. Daddy Bear is not alone. He came here with someone.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO2Pw1WXdElxDBN1XxlLHKY-uvOF_-tH7YZ-gf2XgJ7bUWOGSNbau3ru9RcWPdX-D8I9w48Eax2JRnfnZVRbIpwJCcLsEel5uCscc8O2S1EhAMVhpctTkay1u-K1pitIAcULfannPzqpmKwlZ8ghYnTlrdTxD_7D33TQiPIz9qhbIqL1RoCSiSFrG7tjj7/s1238/imagen2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1238" data-original-width="906" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO2Pw1WXdElxDBN1XxlLHKY-uvOF_-tH7YZ-gf2XgJ7bUWOGSNbau3ru9RcWPdX-D8I9w48Eax2JRnfnZVRbIpwJCcLsEel5uCscc8O2S1EhAMVhpctTkay1u-K1pitIAcULfannPzqpmKwlZ8ghYnTlrdTxD_7D33TQiPIz9qhbIqL1RoCSiSFrG7tjj7/w293-h400/imagen2.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear, who is that next to you? Please introduce us.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What? The lady next to you is your wife? That's a bit of a surprise.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So, Mommy Bear? Nice to meet you. I thought you were his sister because you look just like him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, it should be obvious that there's Mommy Bear. Daddy Bear couldn't give birth to that bear cub a.k.a honey-loving perverted bear, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The two bears, Daddy Bear and Mommy Bear, started marching toward me together.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I see. So that's how it is….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Apparently, this couple is crazy about me.</p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-41977706085328758692023-12-18T10:35:00.001+07:002023-12-18T10:35:24.639+07:00Monster Girl 020<div style="text-align: justify;"></div><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by Melody H.A.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 20 – The Four Heavenly King of the Forest</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm Alraune, a plant monster girl.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Currently, I'm about to be killed by an anaconda.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I apparently have let my guard down because so far, I was able to defeat all the monsters I had encountered, with the exception of Daddy Bear. Barbaaffe --- a monkey-type monster, Terhilfe --- a deer-type monster, and many more.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, there are still those of boss class monster roaming around in this forest. The wolf of hell --- Hellwolf, this snake-type monster --- Wahnschlange, and the one who reigns at the top, the lord of the forest --- Laubbär. If we add one boss class monster to the group, we will have something like the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest. The Hellwolf had been eaten by the Lord of the Forest, though. Compared to them, all the monsters I've been hunting are just bean sprouts.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Anyways, no matter how you look at it, this anaconda is clearly an opponent beyond my league. I might be able to do something if I work together with the female knights. I really miss them....</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The anaconda accelerated even faster. He was going to deliver his finishing blow to me for real this time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is the end....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My vines are rendered useless by his slippery skin.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have no other way to stop him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, how did I get into this mess?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I just want to live quietly in the forest while photosynthesizing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe I'm being punished for trying to trap and eat the white bird?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm sorry, White Bird….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I admit that you, stealing my honey ball, have actually saved me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I promise that I won't try to eat you again next time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But in exchange, let this anaconda eat you to calm his wrath.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, it was originally caused by the scramble for you, so it’s inevitable that you get eaten, right? This is the providence of nature.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of the white bird, I have eaten a rose-like flower that she dropped earlier. That red flower, just like rose, had thorns growing on its stem. I wonder if I can reproduce them now. I'm just one step away from the death anyway. Let's use all my remaining energy in this final struggle.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I used Plant Generation to change the morphology of my vines. During this opening, the anaconda made his move at last. Maybe because he didn't see me as a threat anymore, he used bite attack instead of tail attack this time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, how about this?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I moved all the remaining vines to restrain the oncoming anaconda. Because it was the third time I attempted this, the anaconda probably thought the result would be another failure. However, he was wrong. Using Plant Generation, I had fully armed my vines with countless thorns.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> There were more than 10 vines wrapped around the anaconda and too many thorns to count digging into his slippery skin. Thanks to this, the anaconda couldn't break free from the restraint.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I’m not so kind as to miss this opportunity.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The anaconda's tail started to move. However, before it could hit me, I released a huge amount of poisonous pollen towards his face.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Considering his body size, I need a heavy dose of poisonous pollen to make it lethal.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Then, after a few moments, the anaconda foamed from his mouth and his body slumped to the ground. Drawing his last breath, the anaconda's eyes gradually lost their light.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I won?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I did it!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's a come-from-behind victory, but I survived!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I hadn't been able to produce thorny vines in that situation, I would have surely lost. Seriously, it was a really close call. I need to thank the white bird for the flower later.</p><p style="text-align: left;">-</p><p style="text-align: left;">-</p><p style="text-align: left;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm exhausted, undernourished, and really thirsty right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">For the time being, let's replenish my energy using that long guy over there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Time to eat!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*munch* *munch* *munch* *munch*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hmm, what should I do? This anaconda is a little too long to swallow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I guess I need to digest what's inside my bulb first and finish the rest a little by a little later.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even so, this situation makes it as though a snake is growing from my bulb.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, it's just a matter of time until I eat everything.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I had so many close calls since becoming an alraune, but I think this is the first time I have survived a death by a pure strengtsyh.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">When I was about to be pollinated by the army of bees, I shut myself inside a vines cocoon and brought the battle into a stalemate. In the end, we came to an agreement to live in symbiosis. Even in the battle with Daddy Bear, I just used a honey ball as a decoy to get him to leave me. Therefore, this is really my first time defeating an opponent whose strength is several levels above mine by sheer force.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Although it's just a title I made up myself, defeating one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest still makes me kind of proud. Maybe I can call myself one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest now?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Nah, just kidding. There are still many stronger monster than me out there. Besides, I'm just a humble flower. It's not right that a plant, which is not even an animal, become one of the Four Heavenly Kings, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;">*****</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;">But at that time, Alraune didn't know that defeating the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest, who had their own territory, meant that their ecosystem would also be destroyed. Or rather, the turf war had already begun when Daddy Bear became a honey addict and shut himself inside his lair.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">With the disappearance of Daddy Bear, the anaconda from other territory came to claim his territory. However, the anaconda was defeated by a mysterious flower, which created another blank area in the power map of the forest and accelerated the turf war even further.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Many bloodthirsty monsters started to make their move throughout the forest. As if to decide the new ruler of the blank areas, they fought with each other to prove their dominance. Of course, the brunt of this turf war would also be directed at the mysterious flower who had defeated Wahnschlange.</p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-77216236785173904862023-12-18T10:32:00.002+07:002023-12-18T10:32:31.284+07:00Monster Girl 019<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 19 – Monster Panic: Giant Snake Anaconda</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I was feeling disappointed because the white bird had escaped from my trap, there was a giant snake waiting next to me. I was surprised because I really didn't expect it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The body of this snake-shaped monster --- Wahnschlange, is quite thick and long. Maybe around 15 meters? It's a big game.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, this reminds me of anaconda monster from a certain movie. Let’s call it anaconda from now on.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, why is there an anaconda here? Maybe I wasn't the only one aiming for the moment when the white bird descended to the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This anaconda was also trying to prey on the white bird, but since the white bird has escaped, he changes his target to me, instead.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Too bad. My upper body looks human at first glance, but it's actually a pistil. I'm sure it won't taste good even if you eat me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The anaconda did not heed my advice and tried to crawl through my vines.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to be swallowed whole by this anaconda.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Go, vines whip!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I thought I could restrain the anaconda with the vines. However, they were slipping on the anaconda's slippery skin. The vines seemed to unwound as soon as they were wrapped around the anaconda’s body.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Wahnschlange is snake-shaped monster that usually lives near a water source. There must be a river nearby, and he must have come here from there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The combination of the original Wahnschlange's slimy skin and the dampness of the river seems to have caused his entire body to be constantly covered in a viscous liquid. It's also possible that he is secreting mucus from his own body. This make him a very slimy snake. Let’s change the strategy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I made a bunch of Man-Eater flowers bloom on my vines and bit the anaconda's body as I restrained it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Not good. I can't hold down a 15-meter-long anaconda with just a dozen Man-Eater flowers.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I could hold it down with hundreds of Man-Eater flowers, but my nutrition would not last that long. It takes more nutrients to make Man-Eaters bloom than you might think. Since I can't stop his movements, I will stop his life activities with wide-area attack. It's time for poisonous pollen.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> But surprisingly, the anaconda could easily avoid the poisonous pollen released from my corolla.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He is quite fast for a big guy. What’s more, he also dexterously shakes off his long tail to disperse the poisonous pollen in the air.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have underestimated this anaconda. No matter how big and strong it looks, it's inferior to Daddy Bear from the other day. And since I was able to survive against Daddy Bear, I thought this would be a piece of cake.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But I was wrong. I just realize it now that this anaconda is quite experienced in fighting. The difference in our battle experience is evident. He is a snake that has been in numerous battles.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He should not approach me so easily as long as I spread the poisonous pollen around my body. However, that's it. There's nothing more I can do.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The anaconda, on the other hand, had no hands, but instead had a long tail. While keeping his face far away from me, he started to strike me with it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No amount of poisonous pollen that came into contact with the anaconda's tail would have any effect. The poisonous pollens must have entered his body through the mouth, nose, or eyes to take effect. This clever snake….</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The anaconda's supple whip attacks using his 15-meters-long body that was also thick enough to swallow a whole cow had a tremendous destructive power. The first strike destroyed all the vines I used as a defense wall. The second strike hit the flank of my bulb, causing my body to sway greatly to the right. The third strike hit my upper body and knocked me over.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> My roots were still connected, but the collision had almost forced my upper body --- the pistil, to the ground. Then the anaconda hammered me with another strike and completely brought me down. I was lying sideway with the entire bulb on the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This hurts like hell!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's next to being thrown a whole tree by Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The attack on me, the pistil, was especially effective.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My upper body has almost no defense, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, it's a pistil.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, I'm in big pinch, aren't I?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The anaconda was slowly approaching me. He seemed to be intending to finish me off.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No problem. I still have a secret plan!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When the anaconda had reached a certain distance from me, I immediately activated the trap. The vines hidden in the ground wrapped around the anaconda in an instant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The power of the saprophytic plant was quite convenient for me, as I am a wait-and-see type of monster. Anyways, I've sealed off his movement with this.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Just when I thought so, the anaconda slithered out of the vine as if ridiculing me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, yeah, my vines are useless against him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What are you doing, Me!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Breaking free from the entanglement of my vines using his slippery skin, the anaconda started circling me around, looking for an opening.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Had he used strangle attack using his own body like a normal anaconda, I could spray my poisonous pollen at his face from close range. The fact that he's taking measure against it means that this anaconda is quite intelligent.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can't escape if the anaconda uses his body to strangle mine, but that goes for him, too. I'm a plant so I can't go anywhere to begin with. There there's no need for him to do that in the first place. Ha-ha-ha-ha....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Forget about the rematch with daddy Bear, I will end up inside this anaconda's stomach at his rate.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right! I will give you my honey, so could you please spare my life?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, I see.... The anaconda doesn't seem to be interested in my honey. Well, some monsters are like that. I've never seen a snake licking honey either.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The encirclement around me was gradually narrowing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The anaconda will surely take a bite out of me when I show an opening. Or maybe he will squeeze me with his long tail? There's also a possibility that he will start lashing me again. I have no idea what kind of attack will come next. I'm completely at his mercy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I thought the next crisis would be when Daddy Bear come back, but I was wrong. The strong prey on the weak in this forest. Besides the lord of the forest --- Daddy Bear, there are many other strong monster such as Hellwolf and this Wahnschlange.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was too naive.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I had let my guard down.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The anaconda accelerated his speed and was getting ready to deliver the finishing blow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What should I do? I'm really screwed this time.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-78119657284623516612023-12-18T10:30:00.001+07:002023-12-18T10:30:06.676+07:00Monster Girl 018<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by Melody H.A.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 18 – Fishing a Big Snake with a Bird</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I, Alraune, a plant monster girl's watching a trap. Landing on the ground over there is my nemesis, the white bird. I'm going to capture her.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Her body is only about the size of a crow, so it won't fill me up. However, this will clear the bitterness from the other day when she stole my honey ball.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear followed her and disappeared somewhere in the distance, so it might have been a better result than throwing the honey ball randomly. Even so, I still remember the despair I felt at that time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, that white bird might not be such a villainous bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But, you know, White Bird, I’ve always thought you looked beautiful and delicious.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You look a bit like a rabbit in color, so I guess there is no problem if I eat you, is there?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You are mine!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I activated the trap like an insectivorous plant. The vines which I had previously hid in the ground emerged vigorously around the white bird. From the white bird's point of view, it must have seemed as if countless vines had suddenly sprouted from the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> However, the white bird had good crisis management skills. The moment I moved the vines, she flapped its wings and flew up to the sky. It was only a split-second difference. The white bird had succeeded escaping from me once again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Aahhh, I failed...!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That white bird got away again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even though I had prepared so carefully this time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, it can't be helped. This is my first trap. I'll make the most of this experience next time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But you know what, White Bird, stop circling above me and go home!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You must have a nest or something, right?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If you enjoyed teasing me so much, you can come back and play with me again. Then I'll surely catch and eat you at that time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hmm, what's that?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There is something on the ground where the white bird was a while ago.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's a small rose-like red flower.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I said rose-like because its stem is donned with thorns just like rose from the Earth.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yup, a red rose is wonderful.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's the same color as my corolla.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In this world, the flower is called Rothrose.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I have seen a flower that I can appreciate. Only flowers of nameless weeds and Man-Eater, who's a relative of Rafflesia, are growing around here, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe that white bird dropped it when she escaped from my vines in hurry?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That stupid white bird....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let’s call her Stupid Bird from now on.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even so, why would a wild bird like her carry a flower around?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, I got it. White Bird, are you building a nest, perhaps? Building your own home together with your beloved partner. You have such a good life for a bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Meanwhile, I'm a single flower with a long history of no boyfriend. I also have no home, no family, and live under the sky. The closest I've come to a romantic relationship is when a bee, whom I had met for the first time, almost pollinated me with pollens from an unknown male flower. It's laughable because the identity of such a lonely flower is that of a former saint.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That fucking junior of saint apprentice and my ex-fiancé, the hero, seems to have married. I wonder if the two of them are enjoying a happy newlywed life in the royal castle right now. Compared to that, why am I living a life of survival alone, half-naked in the woods?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if that shitty junior and the hero are sleeping together in the same bed every night. Since they are newlyweds, I'm sure they spend their night doing this and that. Maybe they even have some kids already.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I, on the other hand, was almost be pollinated. I mean, why should I be pollinated just by being there? If I pollinated, I would not only have a child, but I myself would become a seed (child), which would not bring me any happiness. Not only that I was licked all over by a wild bear with a cub for hours.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, there's nothing fun about it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My life is full of hardship.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have never not wished that I had a partner to share the pain and sadness with. The fun would also be doubled if I have someone by my side.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The sweet and blissful life I never got. A life of lovey-dovey newlyweds like the one that my fucking junior and the hero are living. I'm sure that's what that white bird is experiencing it, too.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Unacceptable!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Isn't that white bird having a better life than me?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yes, I'm just a flower, a plant!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, this suck....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">When I'm this pissed off, only food can make me feel better.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's time to sample the rose.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I don't really understand the taste.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm simply swallowing and digesting it, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, if this can delay the white bird's construction of her own home even just a little bit, then good.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now then, let’s pull back all the vines I burrowed in the ground….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hold on, that's not vine!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The vine started moving on their own against my will. I panicked, wondering what was going on. Then I found out the reason not long after.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's a snake, not vine! To be exact a snake-shaped monster called Vaanschlange. When I was targeting the white bird, I was being targeted by Vaanschlange without my knowledge.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The snake monster had already gotten so close when I realized it. A thick, long, vicious-looking snake, opened its mouth wide. A monstrous snake that seemed to be able easily swallow an adult man whole, and could be estimated to be 10 meters or more in length alone.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So snakes can open their mouths this wide, huh....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, wait, could it be that I'm about to be swallowed whole...?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Give me a break!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to be swallowed whole and digested alive again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've been through that once in my life and that's enough.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Close that mouth now!</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-1189419310594735822023-12-18T10:27:00.005+07:002023-12-18T10:27:30.265+07:00Monster Girl 017<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 17 – Urgent Recruitment, How Plants Growing on the Ground Catch Flying Bird</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm Alraune, a plant monster girl.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I made a special honey ball to stop Daddy Bear from licking me. However, it was snatched by a white bird I know.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What does this mean!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Was that white bird aiming for my honey all this time?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That white bird is not new to me. It's an ugly white bird that often appears in front of me these days.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was grateful that she splashed water on me when I was almost dying during a drought. Most of the time, she was a bird of bad character who, after observing me from a distance, circled above my head to provoke me before flying away into the sky. Even so, I had never imagined she would snatch my honey ball at the worst possible time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Someone, please say this is not happening!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If the white bird eats that honey ball, Daddy Bear will surely return to target me again. Then it would be the end for me. There will be no time to make another honey ball again. I will be licked dry by Daddy Bear to the point I can't be a bride anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ah!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear is looking this way again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Stop, don't look at me!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I just gave you a honey ball, didn't I?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, it has been snatched by the white bird, but you'll have to put up with it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, don't point your foot at me!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Don't walk towards me!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, this is hopeless....</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> While I was cradling my head in resignation, the white bird swooped down on us. Then she circled around near Daddy Bear before distancing herself again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear's eyes were locked on the white bird, not me. Having caught Daddy Bear’s attention, the white bird flew away from him, to the depths of the forest. Daddy Bear followed the white bird without taking his eyes off her. His footsteps reverberated from the ground gradually became farther away. I was left all alone.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am saved...? Apparently, Daddy Bear intends to get the honey ball back from the white bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Laubbär is a monster what will keep chasing after the humans he encounters in the forest to the ends of the world. I'm sure Daddy Bear will keep chasing until that white bird get caught. It's hard to believe that a mere bird can escape from the lord of the forest, Daddy Bear, forever.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Too bad for you, white bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Your misdeeds will be punished by Daddy Bear!</p><p style="text-align: left;">Fuhahaha....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear probably won't be coming back here for a while. Even if he successfully gets back the honey ball from the white bird, he should be able to enjoy the taste of my honey in his mouth for a few days, maybe a few weeks if I am lucky. During that time, he would forget all about me. The problem is after that. But for now, I should be happy that I am free. My face was licked, but the rest of me was safe.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Thank goodness. I might still be able to marry....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, let's just forget about Daddy Bear for now. I’ve suffered long enough, both physically and mentally.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> And so I decided to go back to being a priestess for the first time in a long time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, it's time for a ceremony to pray for rain. I really need water now!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm running low of water due to the battle with Daddy Bear, but more than that, I'm in discomfort right now. My face is covered in drool. Not only that, Daddy Bear's drool dripped from my face onto my body and made it all sticky. The stench is also making me dizzy. I want to rinse off my body as soon as possible.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I really want to go take a bath if possible, but why can't plants take a bath? Even though they love water so much. It's strange, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, even though I've been begging for rain for quite a while, not even a small rain cloud show up. Well, If I could make it rain so easily, I would have switched from being an unemployed flower to a priestess of rain.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Then, reluctantly, I spent my time covered in a bear’s drool all day. Humiliation --- this word came to my mind every time I smelled a bear's drool. I kept offering my hands to the heavens with honey dripping from my eyes. Thankfully, the sky took pity on me and it rained the next day.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will become beautiful again with this.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I caught the shower called rain with my whole body.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Water, is the best…!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Purified by the blessed rain, I started thinking about the future.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's about Daddy Bear. Even though I could buy time with a honey ball, that guy will surely come back here again. And when he does, there's no guarantee that things will go as well again as they did this time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yesterday, Daddy Bear must have injured his left arm in the fight with the Hellwolf and he must also have been stung by the army of Zornbiene. However, he should be fully recovered the next time he appears. My honey ball has a recovery effect, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If possible, I want to leave this place right now. I want to move to another place and live quietly, undetected by my pursuers. But I am not allowed to do so because I’m a plant. I wonder how many times I have cursed myself for this.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even if I'm attacked by a foreign enemy, I cannot escape or hide from them. Say, why only plants have such a disadvantageous setting? This is weird. Plants are weird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> But then I found a plant that was even weirder in a different way from what I was lamenting. There was a hole right next to me --- a big hole where Daddy Bear gouged out the ground with his right punch the other day. Inside that hole, there was some kind of strange flower. A flower bloomed in the ground as if it had been there from the beginning.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why did you bloom in the ground?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Are you a shut-in?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Or are you perhaps a flower from a family that's not good with sun?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, wait, are you, by any chance, my stalker? Hello, I'm Mary. I'm buried under your ground right now --- or something like that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, she was buried and couldn't crawl out of the ground on her own. I don't have to worry even if she really turns out to be a stalker. Even so, I'm still amazed that flowers can live in the ground. I've never heard of a flower blooming in the ground before....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, wait a minute. There was such a flower. I've read about it in a plant encyclopedia when I was a high school girl. If I remember it correctly it's called Rhizanthella.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Rhizanthella was a rare flower that bloomed underground. Because they spent their entire life underground, they never showed up on the ground. Rhizanthella was a flower endemic to Australia in the Earth. They were angiosperm like me, but they were the so-called saprophytic plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Saprophytes, unlike me, did not get nutrients through photosynthesis, but instead received them from fungi. By living in symbiosis with fungi, they were able to live underground where they were safe from predators and have access to plenty of water.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Must be nice being her.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">She can spend her time peacefully and safely in the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I stared at a small flower with a light pink color. It was similar to Rhizanthella in my memory, but not exactly the same flower.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm sure it is a flower unique to this world, similar to the Rhizanthella from Earth. I don't know what it is called in this world, so I'm going to call it Rhizanthella, too.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Rhizanthella receives nourishment from fungi as a saprophytic plant, but I think I've read somewhere that it actually received nourishment from the roots of nearby trees via fungi. In other words, Rhizanthella is also a parasitic plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now I understand why there's a Rhizanthella buried near me. It turns out that she is really my stalker. She has been using fungi to steal nutrients from my roots, too.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In other words, I was being parasitized by other flowers in the ground without my knowledge. Being stalked is bad enough, but this is even worse.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I stared at Rhizanthella.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I couldn't care less about being parasitized.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm more envious of her live rather than that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I've decided it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Rhizanthella, come over here.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, don't be afraid.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm just going to put you inside my mouth for a bit.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Rhizanthella's ability is now mine with this. I will be fine even if Daddy Bear comes again. If I dive into the ground, even Daddy Bear won't be able to find me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's great, Rhizanthella!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You are truly a hide-and-seek genius!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But sadly, that's not how it works. It's impossible for one little Rhizanthella to make a drastic change in my nature. I can't live off the nutrients from the fungi alone. I can't turn myself into a saprophytic plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've only ever been able to change one part of me so far. I couldn't become a Man-Eater myself by eating a Man-Eater. I could only make them grow on my vines. Similarly, I could only partially use the ability of Rhizanthella.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can use a little bit of Rhizanthella’s ability now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I inserted my vine into a hole in the ground and I let it move through the ground by pushing it for a few meters away. For a little while, I was able to take nourishment from the fungi. I pulled out my vine out of the ground, but it was also possible to keep it underground as it was.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah. I will be fine for some time, but I can't rely on this ability to provide the nourishment needed to sustain my life underground for an extended period of time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> While I was experimenting with my newly gained ability, it appeared --- a small white dot flying from the far side of the forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's no doubt.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s the stupid white bird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's already been a few days since Daddy Bear's invasion. That white bird seems to have managed to escape from him. Considering the fact that I haven't seen Daddy Bear again, I guess it's safe to assume that the honey ball has fallen into his hands</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I’m sure she flew away with a honey ball in his mouth at that time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Good thing she didn't eat it immediately.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, as long as Daddy Bear didn't come back, the rest didn't matter.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, I just came up with a good idea!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I shoved my vine into a hole I dug earlier. Next I turned that vine into a saprophytic plant and let it hide underground. The white bird came descending towards me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will not forget the bitterness of having my honey stolen by her during a crucial time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Plants would not normally be able to catch birds flying in the sky, but what if they set a trap? The poor bird, ignorant of the trap, would be caught without being able to do anything.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I suppressed my grin and waited for the moment when the white bird would land on the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now is the time to strike down my nemesis, the white bird!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When the white bird landed on the ground, I immediately activated the trap.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-83913145623831031352023-12-18T10:21:00.001+07:002023-12-18T10:21:10.181+07:00Monster Girl 016<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 16 – I’ve Been Defiled, But Please Take Me as a Bride</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> One day, I was being licked by a bear in the forest. The bear seemed to really like the honey I produced and started licking me even further.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Damn it….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why? Why do I have to go through something like this!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I should have been married to my fiancé, the hero, and living a newlywed life in the royal castle where every day is fresh, fun, and filled with happiness by now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yet, here, I'm being subjected to the shame of having my face licked by a wild bear in the forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Everything is all because of that fucking junior of villainous saint apprentice.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Betrayed by a shit junior and a cheater fiancé, my limbs were chopped off, and I was fed to a flower monster. Then I was reborn as a flower monster --- Alraune, and living a plant life I never thought I'd have.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Moreover, it comes with the privilege of being licked while being held by a huge bear in the forest. I don't have such a perverted hobby.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hey, Daddy Bear!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Please stop licking me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Haven't you had enough?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Just how many more hours do you want to do this?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I couldn’t stop my tears (honey) anymore. Every time the honey came out of my eyes, they got licked.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">H-Hey!! I gave up on my face, but please spare my eyeballs.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Don't lick them, okay?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Here you can lick my face, instead.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Please stop it already….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why are you doing this to me?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Do you like my honey so much?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But I don't like you, so leave me alone!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What should I do to get out of this hell?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I don't do something soon, Daddy Bear may take drastic measures again. If he had his fill of my honey, he may try to pull me out of the ground again for a take-home.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have yet to have an experience of being taken home by a gentleman. I don't like the idea of a male wild bear with a cub to be the first one. I might consider it if he lived in a palace instead of a cave</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He's the lord of the forest, so he wouldn't actually be rich, would he?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Perhaps because I was constantly flooding my mouth with honey. Daddy Bear only focused licking my face for the time being. My body was still safe.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My first experience of having my face licked was robbed by Daddy Bear. However, I will not let him do anything to my breasts, stomach, and hips, even if it costs my life.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Moreover, the place where honey first came out is my breasts. I don't even want to imagine what Daddy Bear would do if he found out that honey came out of there too.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I won't give up on that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I won't let you do whatever you want anymore!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have to somehow divert Daddy Bear's attention elsewhere.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That being said, nothing is more valuable to him than my honey. I don't think we can live together in harmony. He seems to have raided and destroyed the female knights' <span class="VIiyi" lang="en"><span class="JLqJ4b ChMk0b" data-language-for-alternatives="en" data-language-to-translate-into="id" data-number-of-phrases="1" data-phrase-index="0"><span class="Q4iAWc">headquarters</span></span></span> for their honey before coming here, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If only there's something more delicious than this honey....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, there is! The honey ball that I gave to the honey-crazed boy as a parting gift.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It was made by condensing the honey with recovery magic many times over. You can enjoy a much sweeter taste than when you lick regular honey. Moreover, they are hard to dissolve.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I guess this is the only way.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Thus I started making a honey ball while enduring Daddy Bear's licking. I absorbed the underground water and replenished the nutrients along with it. Then I converted all the nutrients into honey and condensed it into a ball. I also didn’t forget to apply recovery magic to the honey so it wouldn’t dissolve easily. I added one, two, three, and more layer recovery magic until I lost count. One honey ball had been completed.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Perhaps because I was using so much energy to make a honey ball, the honey was flowing out a little slower than before. That was probably why, to my horror, Daddy Bear attempted to draw the honey from the inside of my mouth directly. He used his fingers to force my mouth open. Then he moved his tongue over my mouth like an UFO catcher.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, stop, wait a minute!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s not good!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s absolutely not goof!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Being licked on the face is many times better. If you do that, I really would not be able to marry anymore. If someday a handsome male flower were to say "Your stigma smells like a wild bear.", my pride as a female flower would be shattered.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, I've become an Alraune and I'm not planning to marry anyone.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's just a matter of mood.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There is no more time for this.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'll just have to carry out the honey ball operation.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I stretched my vine to my mouth before Daddy Bear's tongue did. Fortunately, Daddy Bear's right hand was used to hold me and his left hand was full with keeping my mouth open.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear or I.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Who will get the honey ball first?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This will greatly change the tide of battle.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The battle over the honey ball between my vine and Daddy Bear's tongue only lasted for a moment. I caught the spit out honey ball with my vine faster than Daddy Bear’s tongue.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I won, I did it!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I hung the honey ball in front of Daddy Bear with my vine to show it off. Upon seeing it, Daddy Bear stopped moving with eyes wide open. He was crazy about my honey from the start, but he had become even crazier than ever.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The water falls….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, that’s Daddy Bear’s drool.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">His drool is overflowing from his mouth like a waterfall.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He seems to have noticed the charm of my honey ball. That's right, my honey ball is not just a lump of honey. It's a sweet and thick honey condensed into several layers with a special recovery magic. Just one lick is sure to bring you a taste of paradise that will make you a prisoner of honey like that honey-crazed boy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear's hands moved away from me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He is going after my honey ball, isn't he? This is my chance.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> While Daddy Bear's attention was still focused on the honey ball, I transformed my vine into a bow-like shape in hurry.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If you want this so badly, I'll give it to you.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But go get it yourself!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I shot the honey ball like an arrow. Probably because it has gained a lot of momentum, it flew quite far.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Laubbär, the lord of the forest, is an obsessive monster that is said to chase after the humans he encounters in the forest to the ends of the world.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Finding a new target, Daddy Bear immediately left me and started running on all fours to where the honey ball had flown.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I did it!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm free now!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The honey ball operation was successful!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> However, something unexpected happened. A white bird flew in out of nowhere. It was the white bird that often appeared in front of me lately.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe her nest is around here. I have seen that white bird so often that I have to admit that I know her.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Then the white bird took a sharp turn in the direction where I had thrown the honey ball and caught it mid-air.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No way....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This can't be happening....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What are you doing, stupid white bird!?</p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-61949698234254614112023-12-18T10:17:00.008+07:002023-12-18T10:17:45.198+07:00Monster Girl 015<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 15 - Have You Ever Imagined What Happens After a Weed is Pulled Out of the Ground</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">A revolving lantern.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is the second time I saw it…. no, it's different.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's true that I saw a revolving lantern for the second time, but the memories showed there were not mine, it's the flower monster's.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The memories from the birth of the flower monster that is my main body, the time she ate me --- the saint, until the time she vanished.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">She germinated in this place and grew up with warm sunlight and abundant nutrients and water. Then, one day, she realized that she was not an ordinary flower but a monster when she caught a little bird that came close to her with a vine. She was very happy about that. Anyway, she was a cheerful, thoughtless, and carefree flower.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, it’s strange to ask for intelligence from a flower, isn't it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">When she fused with me, I took over her body, and that's the end this flower monster. That being said, I and the flower monster was born again as an Alraune. So, in a sense, the monster flower is still alive, as part of me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Just before the flower monster became one with me and vanished, it seems that she was thinking about something like this:</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>I want to grow bigger.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>I want to leave a lot of seeds and increase the number of friends.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>I want to live my life as a plant in peace, without thinking about anything difficult.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>To do that, I needed to live more.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>I don't want to die yet.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;">---and so the flower monster met her end.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder what happened to the flower monster's wishes. I wonder if those wishes are still being fulfilled, even though her body has been taken over by me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I understand her feelings.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because I also want to live.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even when I was betrayed by my junior and my fiancé and about to be killed, I desperately tried to survive.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The result is I'm still alive now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Although as a plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I, too, do not want to die yet.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The flower monster did not want to die either.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Our wishes are aligned.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Something deep inside of me screamed out. Or I might have really screamed out unconsciously. Such a possibility was the highest. But perhaps it was the last remnant of the flower monster's consciousness.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to die yet!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because I'm a wild flower, I have to struggle like one!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I opened my eyes.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right, I was caught by Daddy Bear and was about to be pulled out of the roots.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will die at this rate.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Plants can't leave the ground, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That being said, even if my roots are pulled out of the ground, I won't die immediately, but it's still no good.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Laubbär has the habit of sticking their prey into their own horn and bringing it back to their den. No matter how much Daddy Bear wants my nectar, if he stabs me with his horns, I'm sure I won't survive. As an Alraune without magical power, I can't use recovery magic to regenerate my body part or make it grow if I can't replenish water from my roots.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will wither away as the time goes by.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Then Daddy Bear will throw my body into the corner of his den like a garbage.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can see such a future.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">To prevent that from happening, I can't give up.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will struggle to the end like a wild plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> My roots had been pulled out of the ground, but not all of them. Only half of them that on Daddy Bear's side were out on the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I still have a chance!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I spread all my vines that could still be moved to all directions with me as the center. Then I made countless Man-Eaters flowers bloom and take root on the ground, to hold my body in place like anchors. Thanks to this, Daddy Bear was stopped from pulling me out of the ground any further.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Not only that, the thickest root that extended from the bulb to the ground, the so called main root (tap root), was still firmly planted. Moreover, because of the drought, it had grown very deep in the ground in search for water. Even Daddy Bear could not easily uproot it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Finding the anchors were in the way, Daddy bear hit the ground with a big swing of his right arm. The punch exploded, gouging and destroying the ground. A crater was born as if a bomb had just fallen.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">H-Hold on, isn’t Daddy Bear a little too OP?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I’m still good because there are still many vine anchors left. But if my body takes that punch directly, I’m done for. It's completely on a different level than the tree-throwing attack from before.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, I just noticed something.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's blood dripping from Daddy Bear's left arm.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's not something I caused, is it? Maybe it was bitten when he fought the Hellwolf.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, I haven’t seen him using his left arm since a while ago. He punched the ground using his right arm. Before that, he also tried to pull me out of the ground using the same arm.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In addition, he had been stung on his back by an army of bees. The venom must have worked on him to some extent. I’ve also exposed him to a large amount of poisonous pollens. If I can pull him into a battle of endurance, maybe he will give up on me and go home.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear's stamina seemed to be nearing its limits. He had stopped trying to pull me out of the ground, but my body was still being held tightly.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You can release your hand because I won't run away. I mean, I don’t even have an ability walk around. I feel sorry for all the plants in the world. They can't escape from the danger even if they want to.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Then, Daddy Bear started to enjoy (lick) me again. There was no way a former saint me could endure such a treatment. It was even beyond what a former high school girl me could endure.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can't even resist a mighty bear that's licking me in a drunk-like state.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is different from what he did before.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is more humiliating, mentally.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear licked my face passionately. The scent of honey seemed to be wafting not only from my face but from all over my upper body. His gaze gradually moved down from my face to my neck, then to my chest, stomach, and waist.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">D-Don't look there!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, not there. That place is not good!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">NOOOOO!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*sob*</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span class="systran_document"><span class="systran_transUnit"><span class="systran_sentence"><span class="systran_altTrans"><span class="systran_annots"><span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">I</span> <span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">may</span> <span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">not</span> <span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">be</span> <span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">able</span> <span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">to</span> <span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">get</span> <span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">married</span> <span class="systran_token_base" lang="en">anymore...</span></span></span></span></span></span>.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-2096547485088099092023-12-18T10:15:00.005+07:002023-12-18T10:15:34.047+07:00Monster Girl 014<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 14 - Humiliation Smells Like a Bear’s Tongue</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The invasion of Daddy Bear, the lord of the forest. There was no way I could deal with a 10-meters class giant bear by myself. Thus I decided to call for reinforcement immediately.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Distress signal: HELP MEEE!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I raised my vine high into the sky, calling for help from my female knights.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He is looking at me as though I'm no different from the weeds around him. He is completely underestimating my existence as a living being. Though I don't think I can even put up a decent fight against him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hmm, this is strange....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There’s no sign of my female knights coming.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Normally, they would immediately sortie after I raised a signal.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I thought so, my reinforcement finally arrived --- a lone bee was approaching from the same direction where Daddy Bear come.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Where are the other female knights?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't think one flower + one bee would make any difference.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Not long after that, I regretfully learned the whereabouts of the other female knights. Detecting something was approaching from behind, Daddy Bear turned his back on me. There, I saw dozens of Zornbiene were stuck lifelessly.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My female knight corps has been annihilated.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My lily garden was destroyed by this scary father without my knowledge.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is the end of Forest Girls Association.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is a lie, right???</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Everyone has been killed. Even though I was finally able to get along with them. Now there's only the two of us left....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, two is better than one. I'm sure we can repel Daddy Bear if we work together. With the power of our friendship, let's kick that guy's ass!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The next moment, Daddy Bear twisted his neck in a quick movement and maneuvered his long horns like a sword. The last Zornbiene was chopped into pieces.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ahh!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My last ally is…. dead….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let's retreat for the time being. But I can’t even do that. I'm a plant, after all!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Say, why don't plants have legs?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why do they take root?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If you like the ground so much, you should also try the taste of the ground at other places. If the plants had evolved into a mobile type long ago, I would have never in this situation.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have no choice but to fight now. Let's just do it. This will be my last-ditch effort. The only way to win this battle is to strike first. That’s right, it’s a surprise attack tactic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Go, vine whips!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> My whip attack didn't seem to be giving Daddy Bear any damage. Next I made Man-Eater flowers bloom on my vines and changed to bite attack, but his hide was too thick and strong. I turned my vines into tree trunks and changed to bludgeoning attack. However, his hide was stronger and the trunks were shattered instead.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He is on another level entirely. But I still have my ultimate weapon. Furthermore, its effectiveness has been proved in real battles.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I released poisonous pollen from my corolla toward Daddy Bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I defeated the honey-loving perverted bear with this attack before. Since Daddy Bear is from the same species, my poison should also work on him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Being exposed to poisonous pollen, Daddy bear rubbed his eyes and sneezed. Then he resumed his march as if nothing had happened.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Eh….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even though I was trying to poison him to death, it only caused something like hay fever symptoms. Maybe the dose was not enough. Unlike his son, Daddy Bear's body is much bigger, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I continued to release poisonous pollen. I released so much that the whole area was covered with a poisonous mist.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This should do the job.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The next moment, I suddenly felt a shock on my lower body like being hit by a hammer. Daddy Bear pulled out a nearby tree at threw it at me like a javelin. The attack landed on my bulb --- opened a large hole next to the mouth. The chloroplasts scattered and digestive juices flowed out.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is the first time I suffered so much pain since I became an Alraune.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's completely different from when my vines were cut.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have countless vines. They're something like fingers or fingernails to me. However, my bulb is different. You can even say this is the main body of Alraune.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">And this main body has received a fatal injury. If I were a normal Alraune, I would have died from this. But I'm not just a flower!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Like using super recovery magic, I rapidly regenerated the wounded part and returned the bulb to its original shape. However, in return for recovery, the fatigue was also great.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I need water….</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The poisonous mist was cleared when I came to my senses. And before I knew it, Daddy Bear was already standing in front of me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if the poison pollen has no effect.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I was shedding a stream of tears from my eyes. Even so, I still haven't lost the battle yet.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He is a tough one.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let's release another round of poisonous pollens.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Eh!? It doesn't come out....</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I didn't know whether because I had just performed a large-scale recovery to fix a hole in my bulb or because I had run out of poison fuel, no poisonous pollens came out.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What should I do? I have no more weapon in my hand. It's a checkmate.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear, who was dripping a great deal of drool from his mouth, had an atmosphere that he would not let me escape.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Drool?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The drooling Daddy Bear twitched his nose towards the ground like a dog searching for something.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I feel like I've seen this scene before....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right, it's similar to what the honey-loving perverted bear did back then. Daddy Bear's objective is my honey. I just noticed that he has the same crazed look in his eyes.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The father of a Perolist is also a Perolist.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Like father, like son.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, could it be that he didn't come here to avenge his son?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's good, but also not.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He came to prey on my honey, not my body. But in the end, he still came to prey on me. I won't be eaten alive or anything, right...?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear, who was looking down at me, opened his mouth wide. From behind his ferocious fangs, a pale red tongue emerged. Surprisingly, his tongue was longer than expected. Many times longer than that of a human as though it was specially made to lick the honey accumulated in the depths of the beehive. He then lowered his tongue, that was bigger than my face, to my eye level.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's too scary!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Due to fear, I couldn't think of anything and my body was frozen solid with my mouth wide open. Because of that, the honey (drool) was spilling out of my mouth. Then, as if his tongue lost its brake, Daddy Bear started licking my whole face with a great momentum. I was getting goose bumps all over my body with a sticky, unpleasant feeling.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He must have been a Perolist for decades. I could tell from his tongue work, but more than that, it's the smell.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear was craving for more honey and I couldn't refuse his order. My fate was literally in his hands, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm being licked all over by a bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What a humiliation!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">As a former saint, I can't stand the thought of being licked by a wild bear. This makes my blood boiling. I'm a plant, though, so I have no blood.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Enduring the humiliation, I had forgotten about Laubbär's habit of sticking prey onto their horn to be brought to their nest as preserved food. Because Daddy Bear liked my honey so much, he wanted to take me home. He tried to pull my body off the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The roots are off the ground. If that happens, it will be irreparable as a plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Tension ran through my roots. A warning that I must not leave the ground was sent all over my body.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If my roots were pulled out completely, it is the end.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The flower (my body) will wither and never grow back.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Being pulled off the ground is the same as being killed.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My plant life will be over once I leave the ground.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Instinctively, I realized that death was approaching. I screamed, but Daddy Bear paid no heed and continued to pull me off the ground. I felt my roots slipping away from the ground as my vision darkened. My plant life ended.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-86045635178284620642023-12-18T10:11:00.008+07:002023-12-18T10:11:54.934+07:00Monster Girl 013<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by: Melody H.A.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 13 – The Lord of the Forest’s Invasion</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been a week since the boy left me. He was a decent conversation partner that I was able to make for the first time since I became an Alraune. He was also a boy with a strong Perolist spirit who kept asking for honey whenever he opened his mouth. Even so, he was better than nothing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Come to think of it, the first monster I ever preyed on, the honey-loving perverted bear, was also a great Perolist. Maybe all the children around here are like that? But no matter how oddball the boy was, the fact that he could be a decent conversation partner was enough to offset his shortcomings.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm back to being alone again now….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe because I remembered the feeling of loneliness when the boy left, I've been interested in someone recently. I'm talking about a dead tree standing about ten meters away from me which I don't remember being there from the beginning.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If it was a healthy, lush tree that died, I would have noticed the change. After all, there are no trees, not even weeds, in the area within 10 meter around me. I’m the one responsible for this. I ate them all and I have no regrets.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's because of my ability. I discovered that I could generate the properties of the plants I preyed on and the plants themselves. So even after the drought was over, I continued to preyed on the plants around me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I want to increase the weapons in my arsenal while I have the chance. In addition, they are in the way of my sunbathing and reducing my share of water in the ground. For a girl who loves water like me, it’s unforgivable. That's why I've always wanted to eradicate the plants around me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The other day, I finally went and did it. I used my vines to pull out all the trees around me by their roots. I'm surprisingly strong.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now back to the dead tree, I'm pretty sure it was not there at that time. I wonder what's going on. This must be one of the seven mysteries of the forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">After that, on the evening, when I had just finished preparing the environment where I could live comfortably, he appeared --- a giant wolf.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It was as if a bus was running through the forest. Bared his fangs that dripped with drool, he looked at me with his ruthless eyes like those of a hunter hunting an animal.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">A wolf-type monster called Hellwolf. It was ferocious monster feared by adventurers with a nickname the Wolf of Hell.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The moment I saw him, I realized that he was different from any of the monsters I've fought so far. Even if I fought him, I would surely lose in an instant. I would be crushed in a single twist, and that would be the end. I am no match for him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was scared, so scared. The sun was still out, but I wanted to close my buds and hide myself. The reason I didn't succumb to the fear was because of my survival instinct as a wild creature.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I resign myself to the fate every time my live in danger, I would not last long in this <span class="ILfuVd"><span class="hgKElc">survival of the fittest</span></span> world. I would not have been able to fight and win against opponents that were stronger than me and survive until today. In addition, I’ve got the feeling the Hellwolf would kill me if I showed any weakness.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I didn't know if my determination got through. The Hellwolf went away as if losing interest in me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>I'm saved...?</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>I was sure I would be killed.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>He must be the lord of this forest.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>Yeah, there's no doubt.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>I'm just a weak flower girl, so I have nothing to do with the power struggle in the forest.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><em>Please don't ever come over here again.</em></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Hellwolf, the lord of the forest --- it was a time when I thought so. But I was wrong. Hellwolf could not even be compared to the real lord.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> A few days later, I saw a monster that was many times scarier than the Hellwolf. A monster with giant body about a head taller than the trees in the forest. He had a very scary look in his eyes like a killer. The same race as the monster I had met once. A bear-shaped monster --- Laubbär.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The honey-loving perverted bear I know was still a child. He should have been only about 2 meters tall. However, the bear over there is more than 10 meters tall.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Would that child grow up as big as that bear? Good thing I’ve already killed him. In any case….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Good day, there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Are you by any chance that honey-loving perverted bear's father? I mean, that bear's father?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What!? Your son is missing?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">O-Of course, I don't know anything!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, I saw a bear cub running that way before.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yes, I know. You must be worried.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It must be hard to be separated from your child for months.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">But I have nothing to do with it, I swear!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Please stop looking at me as though I'm your mortal enemy!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I didn't eat him, believe me!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's a false charge!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The criminal is not me!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Okay, I got it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's the bulb below that ate your son.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Though our bodies are connected, I have nothing to do with it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm really innocent!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Perhaps my plea did not go through, Daddy Bear devoured a familiar monster stuck in his horn. The Wolf of Hell that I mistook for the lord of the forest was just a prey for the real lord. It was such a shocking sight that I almost thought I had run into the devil.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I once read in monster encyclopedia that Laubbär has a habit of carrying prey on their horn to be brought to their nest as preserved food. Still, I've never thought I would see the fearsome Hellwolf being so cruelly preyed upon.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't care whether it's God or Goddess. I want to pray for a miracle to save me from this situation right now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Finishing his meal, Daddy Bear stroked his horn with satisfaction. Then, our eyes met.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe he just remembered about his son's death.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, why did he know that I've killed his son?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, I'm sure he doesn't know.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Either way, he is clearly targeting me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Daddy Bear started walking towards me, knocking down the trees on his path one by one like nothing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There is no way I could beat such a monster.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm just a weak flower.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm no match for a 10-meters-wolf-eating bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Daddy Bear, please leave for today.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let's talk again tomorrow.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I also apologize about your son.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Kukukuku~</p><p style="text-align: justify;">When the night falls, I will run away from this place. It's a disgrace but my survival is more important.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Aaahhh!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What a silly thought I had!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In my escape from reality, I had forgotten the most basic thing.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can't walk. I'm a plant, after all!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Th-That's right. Because my body is that of a flower, I'm sure it won’t suit your taste.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So please spare meeeeee!</p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-40662836956207560842023-12-18T10:08:00.005+07:002023-12-18T10:08:56.108+07:00Monster Girl : Extra 02<p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: right;"><em>Sponsored by: Melody H.A.</em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Extra: Does the Honey-Crazed Boy Dream of Alraune? (Part 2)</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">My name is Armin.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was attacked by a bee-shaped monster called Zornbiene in the forest and then lost my consciousness. But when I opened my eyes, I somehow found myself being a captive of a plant monster called Alraune.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm sure this is a fate. Everything in my life has changed since that moment when I tasted her honey for the first time. Each time I lick her honey, the world around me seems to be shining in seven colors.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's soooooooooo deliciouuuuus!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, I've heard that there's a lot of delicious food that humans can't imagine in heaven. Maybe I am really in heaven? Every day feels like a dream, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, I think this Alraune is asking me too many questions. I also want to ask her back about why does she want to know about this country's name, roads, and other worldly things when she is just a plant monster. However, as long as she gives me her honey, everything else doesn't matter anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Her honey has completely changed my world. From this day onward, her honey is my spiritual master.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's been a few days since I started living in the forest with Alraune. I'm satisfied with my new life since there is honey here. However, such a life seems to be coming to an end soon. I found out that Grandpa is looking for me using his magic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I received a small honey ball from Alraune as a parting gift. The moment I laid my eyes on it, I knew right away that it would be even more delicious than the usual honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">When I put the honey ball in my mouth, I feel as though my tongue is melting into honey as the sweetness fills my mouth. Then, as soon as I swallowed it as Alraune instructed, warm sensation enveloped my body from my stomach.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I feel like being reborn. I feel like I'm going to recover in no time no matter what kind of injury I have.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The kind Alraune gave me another honey ball when I asked for it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Amazing…!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is so sweet and delicious!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I feel invincible now!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I reunited with Grandpa afterwards. He apparently couldn't find the Balbaa'affes he was looking for. Instead, he set up a magic barrier to keep the monsters away from the village.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I and Grandpa left the village. Our next destination is a nearby mountain range since there are reports of dragon sighting there. Grandpa said that the dragon must be a member of the demon lord army. But in the end, we couldn't find any dragons there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I should have waited in the village. If I had, I would have been able to sneak off to see Alraune….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">And so my training was resumed. However, since I have honey balls, it's not painful anymore. No matter how hard the training is, it feels sweet now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is the beginning of my new life where everything is revolving around honey. Honey is my favorite food, my family, my beloved, my future, my past, and my life. I can do anything for honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The honey balls are gradually melting away.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, I can go back to that forest as long as I’m with Grandpa.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, after I swallowed those honey balls, my body was enveloped by a warmth sensation just like when I received light recovery magic treatment. The fact that Alraune who was supposed to be unable to use magic, somehow has knowledge of magic, was also surprising.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Her serene figure basking in the warm sunlight looked like that of a saint using recovery magic to heal people....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right, I might be able to regenerate the honey balls using light recovery magic. Fortunately, there's still some residue left from the honey balls. If this method works, I might be able to enjoy the taste of her honey forever. Now that it's been decided, it's time to start special training!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Concentrating all my magical power, I tried to regenerate the honey balls in my body with the feeling of using light recovery magic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Eventually, the withdrawal symptoms due to lack of honey began to kick in. I felt like the sweet life I had led up so far was a lie. It was a really tough time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is not enough, after all....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I want to taste her honey again on my tongue....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That supreme sweetness that I felt deep in my throat....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It was so sweet that made me wondering if my true identity was actually honey....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">For her honey, I'm even willing to sell my soul to the devil....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right, let's go to see Alraune. It's been three years and Grandpa is getting older. If I escape at full speed, even if he is chasing me, it should take a few days for him to catch up to me. In the meantime, I'll get those honey balls again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I finally came back to this forest again --- or it was supposed to be....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, the forest is gone! There's only blackened earth as far I can see without even a single tree remains. Of course, there's no figure of Alraune either.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't think Alraune, which it's basically a plant, can move. So where on earth did she disappear?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That village is also gone. The remains of burnt down houses look lonesome and weathered. When I came here before, there shouldn't have been so many tombstones. I wonder if everyone was killed like the parents of that white-haired girl. Seriously, what happened here!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I fell into despair when I thought that Alraune might had also died like the people in this village, and I would never be able to get her honey again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have to protect what remains from the honey balls in my body. In other words, I need to keep regenerating them using light recovery magic so they won’t melt away.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right, it was supposed to be only women who received the blessing of the goddess can use it, and only one in tens of thousands of them has talent for it. However, for some reason, I can use light recovery magic, albeit weak.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I'm concentrating my magical power to the remains of honey ball in my body, for some reason, light recovery magic is activated.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, there might be more of this new species of Alraune out there. In that case, I just need to go look for it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Okay, let's go on a journey and train my light recovery magic harder!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Everything for honey!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Later, Armin would become the only man who could use light recovery magic in history, and would become a great sage whose name would be known not only to other countries, but to the entire continent, and even to the demon lord. However, Armin at that time, still had no idea.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-46687620090236686612023-12-18T10:05:00.007+07:002023-12-18T10:05:40.067+07:00Monster Girl : Extra 01<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Extra: Does the Honey-Crazed Boy Dream of Alraune? (Part 1)</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">My name is Armin.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm 10-years-old, a magician apprentice, and a grandson of the great sage.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Traveling with my grandfather is all about training and there's nothing but hardships.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My grandfather, who is well known as the great sage, trains me personally, so I guess it's normal if he is being strict with me. Even so, it wouldn't hurt anyone to take it easy once in a while.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Both my parents were killed by the demon lord army. For my grandfather, I'm also something like a memento from them. I hope he would treat me more sweetly. I don’t like spicy thing, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">In any case, this spicy old man received a request to exterminate monsters from the village we stopped by on our journey. Apparently, monkey-shaped monsters called Balbaa'affe have been running rampant in the area as of late.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Balbaa'affe is famous for its high intelligence. They're smart enough to steal weapons from the adventurers to be used for themselves. In addition, they also have a strong sense of camaraderie, which is quite rare for monsters. They won’t forgive those who killed their comrade.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, because they are smart monsters, Balbaa’affe seldom leave their territory, let alone approaching human settlements. They understand that they will lose the advantage of using weapons when fighting against humans. For them to leave their territory and even approach a human village, there must be a big reason behind it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">According to the village chief, there's a high possibility of a new predator settled in the forest. A very strong monster that forced the other monsters to flee from their territory, including Balbaa’affe.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The fatalities have already appeared in the village. I saw a white-haired girl around the same age as me at the village chief's house who became an orphan after both of her parents were killed by Balbaa'affe. Poor girl....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Back to the topic, Grandpa set out alone to exterminate the Balbaa'affe which is a clear threat instead of the unknown monster. He told me to continue my training in the meantime, but I have no intention of doing that. This is my chance to be free from that spicy old man, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm pretty confident with my strength. I also have my magic to back me up. I'm not going to be defeated by some random monsters that live in a forest in the middle of nowhere.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now that’s been decided, let’s secretly leave the village and head towards the other side of the forest. I’m going to defect from the kingdom to the empire.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was too naïve….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">As soon as I entered the forest, I encountered a bee-shaped monsters called Zornbiene, and was rendered immobile by its poisonous stinger.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Due to the poison, my whole body was sweating like I was in a sauna, but I was cold inside. I felt as if I was buried in snow. I couldn't even open my eyes.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Thinking that I would either die because the poison or die because the Zornbiene preyed on me, I lost my consciousness.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">-</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The next time I wake up, a beautiful woman, probably four or five years older than me, is holding me in her arms. I thought I was going die, but I meet a beautiful woman, instead. Furthermore, she looks like a beautiful woman from a painting of a saint hanging in the palace.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Who are you, Onee-chan?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> There was no answer. Instead, the woman stroked my head gently.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"What's is this place?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Looking around, I was sure that I was in the middle of a forest.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"W-Whoa!?!?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What the hell!? This woman's lower body is flower!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I got it. This woman is a monster. I'm sure it's called Alraune. It's a dangerous monster that lures people and captives them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I tried to escape immediately, but I was caught by her vines.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"A-Are you going to eat me, Monster?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Hearing that, the Alraune looked deeply hurt for some reason.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Does she understand human language? Her upper body looks like that of a female human, so I guess she is somewhat intelligent.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> However, what happened afterwards would completely blow my mind.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"I, eat, no…."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">She talkeeeeeeed!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Unbelievable. This can't be real!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, according to Grandpa who is the great sage, even though Alraune's upper body looks like that of a human female, it's ultimately still a plant and can't be used to talk. Yet this Alraune can understand and speak human language, albeit stammering.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">“I won’t, eat, you….”</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There's no doubt. This is a new species of Alraune. She even insisted to be called Onee-san.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What is this, a punishment game?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why do I have to call a monster 'Onee-san'?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Could it be that she is trying to seduce me?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, not matter how big this Alraune's breasts are, I won't be seduced. I by no means feel embarrassed and unable to look straight at her. My face is also feeling hot is because of the poison.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, I don't understand why this Alraune have vines wrapped around her breasts. Despite being a plant monster, does she understand the concept of bra?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, there is something that makes me even more curious. This Alraune smells extremely good. It's such a mysterious scent that can't be described into words.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Soon, I would find out the source of that good scent. The honey dripped from Alraune's mouth just like drool. Even so, my body couldn't help but craving for it. I hesitantly dipped my finger into it, and then brought that finger into my mouth.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Looking back on it now, my life has changed a lot since then.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">From the moment I tasted the heaven, I have become the slave of this Alraune….</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-22468991047574199572023-12-18T10:03:00.000+07:002023-12-18T10:03:23.152+07:00Monster Girl 012<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 12 – I’m Alraune, 0-Year-Old, I Decided to Keep a Shota with Honey from Today</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Three days have passed since I started keeping the boy. Apparently, feeding him my honey is enough to satisfy his hunger. However, unexpectedly, honey is not the only menu on our dining table. Of course, I didn't feed him raw monster meat. I gave him proper human food.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was able to learn various information thanks to the boy, but that was not all. I also found an Apel fruit in his bag. This fruit looks and tastes just like apple from Japan, and one of the most delicious fruits in this world.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I snatched the fruit from the boy and preyed on it using the bulb's mouth so that I could absorb its properties and made them my own.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">First, produce a female Apel flower on the left vine and a male Apel flowers on the right vine. Using a thin vine created by Plant Generation, I take pollen from the stamen of the right flower and pollinates the pistil of the left flower. Next use super recovery magic to make it grow rapidly, and voila…. one ripe Apel fruit is ready!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I gave the newly produced Apel fruit to the boy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm starting to think that I'm a pretty good plant, being able to produce fruits and all. Maybe because of this, the boy also became fond of me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Every now and then, the boy would suddenly start crying while chanting; 'I want honey', 'I need more honey', and 'I miss honey so much that it's painful'. Other than such times, he is a very obedient and smart kid.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The boy's name is Armin. After his parents were killed by the demon lord's army. his grandfather took him traveling the country to train his magic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">His grandfather seems to be pretty good at magic according to him. However, because he can keep up with the rigorous training, he decided to run away when his grandfather went to exterminate monsters after being asked by a nearby village.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I must say it was a disappointing decision. I want to scold him for running away from magic training because it's natural for it to be rigorous.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">After that, he got lost when trying to pass through the forest, got caught by Zornbiene, and was brought to me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Good thing I’m a former human who thirsts for entertainment. Otherwise, he would have already become monster food. In a way, I am the benefactor of his life.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Since I've saved him, I want him to live as long as possible. Thus I decided to teach the boy magic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I’m still a former saint, after all. In field of magic, I’m his senior. I could use two of four basic attribute magic. One of them was light attribute magic that could only be used by women blessed by the goddess, and only appear one among one thousand. This is how I rose to become the greatest saint all the time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I started to give him a lecture about magic, the boy was astonished with his mouth wide open.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm sure he was amazed at my deep knowledge in the magic field and couldn't help but feel respect for me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Onee-san can use magic?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"I can't. I just have, the knowledge."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't think he will believe it even if I tell him that I'm a former saint. Besides, if this information were to spread to the people in the kingdom, I could only imagine the troubles it would bring. That's why I think it's better to keep it secret.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"If you don't practice, while you can, you will regret it, later."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"What do you mean?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"In a pinch, your magic is the only tool, you have to protect you."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's my rule of thumb. Because I mastered light recovery magic, I was able to survive even after being eaten alive by a flower monster. Though I fused with it and became a monster myself as a result.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Maybe it was just some kind of miracle or a work of Goddess. However, without my recovery magic, I would have melted to death inside the flower monster's stomach for sure.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You have to protect yourself in the end. To do that, you need strength. It will be too late to regret it after the enemy kills you. In order to survive in any situation, it's important to hone your magic, train yourself, and become stronger.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Is that how is it?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"That's how it is."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Okay, I understand."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Good boy."</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I was giving a lecture to the boy about magic tricks, a small shadow appeared on the ground. When I looked up, I saw a strange bird was flying in the sky.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What is that? It’s too fast for an eagle.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Oh, that must be Grandpa's wind magic bird!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I see. That's wind magic, huh. This is my first time seeing it….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, wait, please tell me the details, boy!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> According to the boy, it was wind magic that mimicked a bird-like creature which could then be remotely controlled and shared visual information about its surroundings.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s a very advanced magic, isn’t it? I don’t know anyone in the kingdom who could perform such a feat. Not even the saint me. Maybe the chief of court magicians can, but it’s just a maybe.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If this boy's grandfather is someone who can wield such advanced magic with ease....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is bad. I will be killed!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, talking about the current situation from his perspective, I'm a monster who drove his grandson crazy with honey, kidnapped, and confined him in the forest for three whole days.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, that sounds totally bad. If I were him, I would tear that monster to pieces. Let's return this boy before his grandfather finds this location and comes to exterminate me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've been treating the boy well all this time, so there should be no issue. I hope he can turn a blind eye to the fact that I've been holding the boy here for three days. If it weren't for me, he would have died, after all</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"I'm a monster. You are a human."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"What does it matter?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"You and I, can't be together."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Why is that!?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"You live in the village. I live in the forest."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"But I like Onee-san so much!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"What do you like about me?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"I like your delicious honey, of course!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Y-Yeah? The answer is different from what I was expecting….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">On closer look, he has similar eyes to that honey-loving bear's. Maybe it's already too late for him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Armin, go back to your grandfather."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"No! I can't live without your honey!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Forget about me, and keep it secret, from your grandfather."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"I'll never be able to forget the taste of Onee-san's honey!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Do you like my honey that much?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Did you become so addicted that you didn't want to go back to your family?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Poor thing. You seem to have caught the same illness as that pervert bear’s. Still, my life will be in danger if he stays here....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I got this! There won't be any problems as long as he can continue to taste my honey, right?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Thus I decided to make special honey. First I condensed the honey inside my mouth in order to prevent it from dissolving easily. Just as I could control where the nectar came from, I felt that I could control the honey itself to some extent. If it was just honey, it would eventually run out, so I mixed it with super recovery magic, and solidified it into a ball. The super honey ball was completed.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Humans can do it if they try. I'm a flower, though.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If this works as I intended, the super recovery magic will prevent the honey ball from melting. It will continue to regenerate the honey ball to its initial form. The honey is also part of my plant body in a sense. That's why I came up with this idea. This should be enough to satisfy the boy's honey addiction for some time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"This honey ball, swallow it."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Can I just lick it?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"It's specially made, if it is in the body, it will not dissolve easily."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"It's delicious. Thank you, Onee-san!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"You can now go home, right?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"If you give me another honey ball, I will go home."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This brat is really shameless!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh well, I guess I have no choice. I will make another honey ball for him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, this is so draining....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm out of energy. I need nutrition. I need water.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Not realizing my hardships, the boy, who had swallowed the second honey ball, waved his hand to me with a smile and walked away.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Those honey balls should last for the next few days. Until he reunites with his grandfather and leave this region, he wouldn’t go crazy about my honey, at least.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What will happen after the honey balls melt completely? I won't be there at that time, so it doesn't matter to me.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-3569788581034717592023-12-18T09:59:00.000+07:002023-12-18T09:59:01.402+07:00Monster Girl 011<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 11 – First Human</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is troubling. What should I do with this child?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">From his appearance, I'd say he is about ten years old. He seems to be unconscious because of the Zornbiene's poison. Still, I've never expected a Shota would be brought here.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Back to the topic, what should I do with this child?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">① Eat him // Eating human is a bit....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">② Return him to the Zornbienes // That's a bad idea since they will eat him for sure.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">③ Leave him alone // He will die from the poison at this rate.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">④ Save him // I guess that's the only way.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I carefully held the boy's body using my vines and brought him closer.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There is no visible trauma other than being poisoned and a small wound from the Zornbiene's stinger. If I can detoxify the poison that's spreading in this boy's body, I might be able to save him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Alright, let's heal him with recovery magic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, it doesn't work.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> When I tried to use recovery magic on this boy, my vines were rejuvenated instead.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What should I do? I have a feeling that if this boy and I united, I can heal him with recovery magic. I guess it's a bad idea if I put him inside the bulb's mouth and my mouth is physically impossible</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's right! I don't need to be united with this boy. I can just give part of me to him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Thus I started an experiment. I filled my mouth with honey and applied recovery magic to it. I dripped the honey to my hand and poured it into the boy's mouth.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, the boy’s body glowed!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Drinking my honey mixed with recovery magic apparently can do the job. His wound is healed and the poison seems to have been detoxified as well. His breathing also becomes stable now.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm not a former saint just for show, after all.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I can even nullify abnormal conditions with my honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I want to praise myself.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Even so, this is quite surprising. To think that I can turn my honey into recovery medicine. Isn't this a great discovery? I can treat the injured female knights with this now. I might as well stop being a former saint and start to call myself Saint Alraune.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"This place is...."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, it looks like the boy has woken up. Good morning!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Who are you, Onee-san?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The boy was vigilant at first, but when he saw my face, he seemed relieved. I patted the boy's head to assure him that he was safe.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"What's is this place?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The boy looked around. Because of that, he found out that I was not a human but a plant monster.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"W-Whoa!?!?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The boy freaked out and tried to escape from me. However, I restrained him with my vines.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You won't go anywhere. I've finally found someone who can talk.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"A-Are you going to eat me, Monster?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">GAAAAN!!!!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm not yet ready being called monster. I'm aspiring to be a beautiful flower, so please don't call me that. I'm also not a relative of Rafflesia.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, it's true that the mouth of bulb below looks terrifying, and although I have a track record of preying on various monsters and animals, I have no plan of eating you, so please don't be afraid.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"I, eat, no…."</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I didn't know if it was because I tried so hard to convey my feeling to the boy, but words suddenly came out of my mouth. The boy was surprised to hear that. However, I was even more surprised than he was.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hmm!?!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">H-Hold on, did I just speak?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I mean, I shouldn't be able to speak.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There’s only one explanation comes to mind. That's right, it's because I ate my former junior --- Man-Eater. Even though she was a flower like me, she could make a sound. I might have become able to speak because I absorbed that characteristic.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, I did it!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now I can kill time by talking to myself, not just in my mind.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">“I won’t, eat, you….”</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, it's hard to pronounce the words properly. Maybe because this is originally a plant body. My vocal function seems to be much inferior to that of a human.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Also, don't call me, a monster.... That's, important...."</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I desperately moved my tongue to form words and tried to convey what I wanted to say.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I think I've already talked so much for a plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Can I take a rest now?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I'm thirsty. Please bring me some water.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"This is the first time I've met a monster that understands human language….”</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"It's Onee-san, not monster...."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Eh?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Call me, Onee-san...."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Y-Yes."</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The boy stared at me in astonishment, and when his gaze moved to my chest, he suddenly turned his face to the side. His ears turned bright red.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if he was captivated by this Onee-chan's sexy body.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Feeling a bit like a little devil, I hugged the boy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He is warm. This is the first time I've felt human skin since becoming an Alraune. I remember that I used to be a human just like him. How nostalgic....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"You smell so good and sweet, Onee-san."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">It's not bad to be told that my body smells good. Alright, this Onee-san will treat you to something delicious!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I dripped some honey from my mouth and caught it with both hands like a bowl.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Drink up!"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The boy looked at the honey gathered in my hand with a grimace on his face.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, it came out of my mouth, but don't worry about that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The boy was hesitant at first, but he couldn't resist the temptation of my sweet honey in the end. He scooped the honey with his fingers and brought it into his mouth.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Delicious!?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The hesitation faded from the boy's face. He swallowed the rest of the honey with eyes shining.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Onee-san, I'd like more...."</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The boy looked adorable as he asked for more honey shyly.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I’m in a good mood since it's been a long time since I've been able to talk with someone like this. I'm going to listen to whatever you ask, but before that....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Where, are we?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've been living in the forest all my life. I don't know anything about the outside world.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The boy cocked his head. He didn't seem to catch the meaning of my question, so I asked again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"This forest, where, country?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"O-Oh, this is the border between the Kingdom of Gardenia and the Grants Empire."</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is the same forest where I was killed, after all. I was curious since I couldn't rule out the possibility that I had metastasized to another place when I reincarnated.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I gave the boy more honey as a reward. He then started to lick it with a satisfied expression.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, this boy has a talent to be a Perolist. He reminds me of the perverted bear.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Using honey as a bait, I asked more questions.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"Now, what year?"</p><p style="text-align: justify;">“Year 1020 of history.”</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That’s…. quite surprising….</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I was born in year 1000 of history. In other words, I was 17 years old when I was betrayed and killed in this forest. If now is year 1020 of history, this means three years has passed since then.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, it's only been few months since I woke up as an Alraune. Perhaps I was in a dormant state during this missing two and a half years.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I continued to question the boy after that.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Did anyone die in this forest three years ago?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Has the demon lord been defeated?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What happened to the hero of the Kingdom of Gardenia?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What happened to his fiancée, the saint?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> ---and so on. The boy answered all of them politely since he wanted the honey so much.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Unfortunately, it seems that the boy is in the middle of training journey with his grandfather and not a native of this region. Because of that, he doesn't know what happened three years ago.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The demon king has not been defeated.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">He said he didn't even know the existence of the previous saint who was the fiancée of the hero of the Gardenia Kingdom. He was just seven years old at the time, so it can't be helped. However, he knows that hero of the Kingdom of Gardenia has married the new saint since it was a big news.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">THAT FVCKING JUNIOR!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I had legs, I would sneak into the greenhouse in the castle of Gardenia Kingdom, pretending to be a flower while waiting for a chance to kill her.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Ugh, I'm envious of animals with free-moving legs....</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I kept bombarding the boy with more questions after that and succeeded learned various information I wanted to know. He breathed a sigh of relief when I stopped questioning him, thinking that he could finally be free of me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">To tell the truth, I was just starving for conversation to pass the time. It hasn't been that long since I became an Alraune, but I've actually spent three years alone here.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Because I'm a plant, I can't move around, and I have no one to talk to.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wake up in the morning, bask under the sun while photosynthesizing, occasionally preyed on animals or monster, and go to bed at night.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Every day is the same without any change at all. In sunny days, rainy days, stormy days, I am always alone all year round.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That's why it’s so much fun just to talk with someone like this. Enough to make me jump in joy if only I had legs.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There you heard it, boy....</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Sorry, but I'm not going to let you leave this place.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You are going to be my chattering doll from now on.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">"I will, never, let you, go...."</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Hearing my proclamation, the boy was reminded that even though I looked like a human, I was still a monster.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Thou shalt love your neighbor.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will make the boy mine using compassion and kindness like that of a holy mother.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">As a former saint, I'm quite confident I can win over him.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So, boy, first lick this honey.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yes, yes, good boy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You want some more?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I guess I have no choice. I'll feed you until you get tired of it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Oh, you want to drink my honey forever?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There’s no helping it. Since I'm kind, I'll forgive you for being so selfish.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> And so I decided to keep the frightened boy by making him addicted to my honey.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552247112094991294.post-8217431011676062292023-12-16T18:11:00.001+07:002023-12-16T18:11:10.512+07:00Monster Girl 010<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Chapter 10 – Circle Crusher A.K.A Man-Eater</strong></p><p style="text-align: justify;">The Zornbienes brought a flower monster. Next to me, the new princess is surrounded by female knights. Her name is Man-Eater.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Her face is a flower with vicious-looking teeth, while her body is a tree trunk with many roots growing from its base like a jellyfish. Her body is not that big since she is shorter than me. However, she is still huge compared to ordinary flower.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if the Zornbienes are thinking of collecting honey from her as well. Maybe the reason they brought this newcomer is because I stopped providing them with honey during the drought. I had my hands full with my own survival at that time, so I couldn't do anything about it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, I don't think she can produce delicious honey like me. I mean, just as you can see, she looks.... too wild?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">She seems to be the kind of flower that will attack anyone who gets close to her indiscriminately. Not only that, since a while ago, she has been trying to intimidate me by raising a strange sound. No matter how you look at it, she is clearly hostile to me. Even so, I will be an adult and try to get along with her.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I extended my vine for a handshake towards the Man-Eater.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hello. Let's be friend as a fellow monster plant.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> However, instead of handshake, I got my vine bitten.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Hey, biting the vine of someone you've just met is very unladylike!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Didn't stop there, she also attacked me using her own vines --- a straight attack like a punch aiming at me, but I was almost unscathed.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">If I may be blunt, she is not on my level. I feel the gap in our power is so wide that I want to tell her to challenge me again after she trains her punch 10000 times a day at least. I'm not an Alraune that can be defeated by a small fry like Man-Eater.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Still, I can't believe she attacked me so soon after we met. Does she think I'm a nuisance? That's pretty cocky of her.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I hope she is not under the impression that I won't do anything to her just because she’s a fellow flower monster. I also have my pride. I know she’s trying to monopolize the Zornbienes' affection. I won't let it happen.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Then again, let's put up with it for now. Even if a junior is being a bit rebellious, as a senior, I should not get angry.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">No, hold on!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This reminds me of that fucking junior of saint apprentice.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That bitch slept with my fiancé --- the hero, put me in a false charge, and even killed me.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, a junior can just go die!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This place doesn't need a forest princess other than me. I alone will make the Zornbienes happy. Now then, since it’s been decided that she is an enemy, I will show her no mercy.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I captured the Man-Eater with my vines and tore off her body into two.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">My vines are thicker, longer, and more numerous than hers. In addition, despite their appearance, my vines are crazy strong, she is not match for me. The rest is to destroy the evidence so the Zornbienes won’t find it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I opened the bulb's mouth wide and throw the Man-Eater’s corpse in.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">*swallowed*</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I’ve returned to my peaceful life now!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> The patrolling Zornbienes who came back to check on us looked at me suspiciously. However, they left again without questioning about the disappearance of Man-Eater.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Good. The honey I gave to them as a bribe seems to be working.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Then, suddenly, I felt my body was acting weird.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What’s going on!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I feel like a new sprout is about to grow from my vines.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've never felt anything like this before.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I was surprised to see a man-eater flower bloom on my vine when I applied recovery magic to it.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What is this!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Why is there a man-eater flower growing on of my vine?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Could it be I'm actually a relative of Rafflesia?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I tried the same thing to the other vines and learned that I was able to make man-eater flowers bloom at will.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This happened because I ate the Man-Eater, right? I mean, I've eaten a lot of animal-type monsters but nothing like this has ever happened. My guess is that if I eat plant-type monsters or normal plants, I can obtain their abilities and characteristics. Okay, let's do an experiment!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I pulled out a yellow flowering weed that was growing nearby and threw it into the bulb's mouth. Next I used recovery magic while imagining a yellow flower blooming on my vine</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Yeah, there’s no doubt. This is the same flower as that weed's. I apparently have the ability to absorb and reproduce plants.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if it's because I can use recovery magic to make plants grow rapidly. Or perhaps it's because I used my power as a saint to the limit and assimilated the monster flower using super recovery at that time.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Anyway, I don’t know the principle, but there is no reason to not make use of it. For the time being, let's name this ability 'Plant Generation'.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> After that, I ate up all the plants in the vicinity and converted them into my own power.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The more weapon, the better. Then again, since they were originally just normal plants, there are not many things that can be used for fighting.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of being usable, after I ate the whole tree that was growing next to me, I can change my vines into tree trunks.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">That tree was pretty tall and its branches cast shadow on me. Because of that, I only exposed to about half of the sunlight. I've been annoyed by it for a long time, but it's alright now. I don't have to worry about anyone stealing sunlight from me anymore.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> My peaceful daily life returned to me. Every day, as a forest princess, I offered my honey to the Zornbienes, and they would bring me a tribute in return. When it rained, I raised my hands in joy, and I muttered that I wanted water again the next day.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> As I was spending such days, the thing I worried the most had finally come. The Zornbienes brought a tribute for me. However, it was neither monster, animal, or another flower princess, but a human child. Furthermore, the child was still alive.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">E-Everyone, where did you pick up this child!?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is definitely a kidnapping, isn't' it?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I don't want to be an accomplice in this crime!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">What should I do with this child?</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Seriously, what should I do?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Swallowing a word ‘nutrition’, I cradled my head with my vines.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Sabishii desu!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895237097897364969noreply@blogger.com0