◇ Day 1: Somewhere ◇
“Huh?”
“Oh, looks like our guest has finally woken up.”
Huh? What the hell is this?
When I came to, I found myself sitting in a stylish white chair.
Before me was a round white table.
It was like a café terrace seat…
And sitting across from me was a stunningly beautiful woman I had never seen before.
“Here, have some. This is Venomglass tea. It gradually raises the stats of those who can use Poison’s Euphoria. Please, enjoy.”
“Oh, um, thank you.”
She handed me a teacup.
The tea inside let off a gentle wisp of steam. I took a sip.
Hmm, it’s spicy. Not bad at all.
The sky was dim.
A bright moon illuminated the thin veil of clouds.
It was the sky just before dawn.
“…You actually drank it?”
Her long hair was a blend of green and amber.
Intricate braids were neatly held in place by a black rose hair ornament.
A small, egg-shaped face.
Porcelain-like white skin. Slightly drooping crimson eyes.
Her overly perfect features briefly revealed a dark expression.
“…Well, it didn’t taste bad.”
“Pfft… hahaha! You’re not angry? Not even afraid? You’re an amusing one. Hahaha, I can see why Parahara III took a liking to you. Welcome, to my botanical garden.”
Botanical garden…
I glanced around.
There were countless flowers, trees, shrubs of bizarre shapes, glass greenhouses, ponds, and streams made of white porcelain stone.
It certainly was a botanical garden…
“…Who are you?”
“Elma. Feel free to call me El-chan.”
“…I’m Tomomura Tomohito. Nice to meet you, El-chan-san.”
“Haha. You’re really something. Calm, composed, and yet a little unhinged… or wait, are you trying to model yourself after something?”
“Um…”
I couldn’t keep up with the energy of the woman who called herself Elma.
More importantly, where the hell was this?
I defeated the centipede, reached my limit, and collapsed, right?
Was I moved while I was unconscious?
What happened to the dog?
“Ah, sorry, sorry. It’s been centuries since I’ve had a visitor. I got a bit carried away… This is my world. You could say it’s a private domain of sorts. I only brought a fragment of your consciousness here while you were passed out.”
What the hell is she talking about?
Then again…
In this otherworld, it’s not impossible for someone to pull off something this absurd, right?
I should proceed cautiously.
So far, my impression of this world’s inhabitants has been rock-bottom.
“What do you want from me?”
“Oh, I just wanted to thank you. You saved that child, didn’t you? My dear, precious family.”
“Family…?”
“Yes, family. I made a promise to him, but in the end, I left him all alone. Parahara III—you saved him. You’re his benefactor.”
“Wait… are you talking about that dog?”
“Who else? Thank you, Tomomura. I owe you a great debt.”
Elma lowered her head in a polite bow.
So, she was that dog’s previous owner, huh?
…What kind of naming sense does this person have?
“…I can’t leave this place for certain reasons. That child was one of my few regrets left in the outside world. When he was captured by monster traders and tortured by the Death King’s minions, I could only watch helplessly from here. …So, truly, thank you.”
Her crimson eyes locked onto mine.
Her tone was gentle, and her demeanor was cheerful.
But I could sense a pressure from Elma that far exceeded the giant centipede.
This woman…
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Gaiteki no Satchi: Activated
Evaluating combat power:
“Equivalent to challenging a myth.”
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Terrifyingly strong…
A chill ran down my spine.
I had a bad feeling that upsetting this woman could lead to serious consequences.
“Ahaha, there’s no need to be so on edge. I bear you no hostility. In fact, I called you here to help you.”
“Help me?”
“Yes. Tell me something, won’t you? Why did you save my family?”
“Huh?”
“I can see it clearly. You’re not from this world, are you?”
“…Yeah.”
“I thought so. Fufu, I’m glad you’re honest. That’s why I’m curious. You don’t know me, nor do you know this world. There was no reason for you to risk your life to save Pala-chan.”
“…”
“So why did you endanger yourself to save my dog?”
Her red eyes bore into me.
Whether it was instinct or intuition, something told me…
Lying wasn’t an option here.
So, without any pretense, I answered.
There was only one reason to save that dog.
“Because it’s the right thing to do.”
“…What?”
“If a dog is being mistreated, you help it. That’s just the obvious thing to do as a human being.”
“………”
That’s right. It’s obvious.
I didn’t need to think about “what would a protagonist do.”
Saving a dog in trouble is just the natural thing to do.
There’s no other reason.
Huh? Elma’s expression…
She looked like a pigeon struck by a slingshot.
“…What… What on earth…”
“Huh?”
“Ah… truly, what on earth… I never imagined… No, I can’t believe this…”
“Huh?”
What? What’s happening?
Did I mess up? Was I wrong?
Am I about to die? Is this… game over?
“Ah, there’s no lie in your words… You’re truly not lying… Your heart, your soul, hasn’t uttered a single falsehood…”
Elma placed her hand on her face and gazed up at the sky.
Her ample chest, emphasized by her light matcha-green robe, caught my attention as it rose and fell.
Not wanting to seem like a creep, I quickly averted my eyes.
“…Fufu, it’s fine.”
“Huh?”
She noticed? Did she notice where I was looking?
Am I… about to die?
I looked at her nervously.
Her cheeks were flushed, her crimson eyes moist.
…Why?
“I wouldn’t mind you looking at me as much as you want. Normally, if some lowly minion or rabble ogled me, I’d want to melt them to death with poison. But you’re different.”
What… What is this terrifying woman even saying…?
“What should I do? It seems I’ve already fallen for you… so much so that I wouldn’t mind if you ogled me. No, I’d even want you to.”
Elma started hugging herself, her body twisting in an unsettling way.
What is this? What is happening?
What? What? What?
“Tell me, what do you plan to do with that child, with Pala-chan?”
“Uh… well, if he doesn’t have anywhere to go, I guess I’ll take care of him. I like dogs, after all…”
“Even a big dog like him, with a bit of a wolfish look?”
“No, if anything, I prefer medium to large-sized dogs…”
“Ahhh…”
Elma leaned back into her chair with a blissful expression, gazing up at the sky.
A single tear trickled from her crimson eyes.
“It seems you and I… are Pala-chan’s Mama and Papa.”
“What?”
“It’s clear now… we were meant to be a family all along…”
“We just met.”
She’s way too quick to trust and terrifying to boot.
What’s with this woman?
“Too quick to trust, and terrifying.”
“Aha, but only for you.”
The woman smiled contentedly.
Damn it, I’d accidentally said that out loud.
This woman is stronger than that centipede. I have to be careful not to upset her.
“Ahaha, quick to trust? Only for you. Ah… the gods are truly cruel. If only I’d met you a few hundred years earlier… Well, no use crying over what can’t be changed. I’ve prepared a gift for you as thanks, so please accept it.”
Her tone had shifted. She was now calling me “anata”—but not the usual polite one, more like the intimate kind.
This is bad. I’ve caught the attention of a maniac.
“Uh… thanks.”
She handed me a battered book across the table.
For a second…
Did that eye symbol on the cover just move?
I didn’t want to accept anything from this sketchy woman.
But if I refused, I had a feeling I’d be stuck here forever.
Reluctantly, I touched the book.
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“Yaku-Ō’s Recipe Book (Type: Legendary Artifact)”
Effect:
- Allows the user to create special potions.
- Reveals the location of lost recipes to the owner.
- Classified as a top-tier forbidden book by the church.
- This item cannot be discarded.
Item Text:
Once, the Yaku-Ō was one of the kings who challenged the gods.
This book contains all the recipes for the potions she created throughout her life.
The church considers this forbidden knowledge, an act of devils, and has classified it as a top-tier sealed book.
Possessing it alone could lead to trial as a heretic.
Some pages are missing, and the book will guide the owner to their locations.
The Yaku-Ō sought to break the shackles of the gods, desiring to rid humanity of death itself.
Even knowing it would blur the line between humans and demons.
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“…What the hell.”
This has got to be a cursed item.
But Elma was staring at me with sparkling eyes, so I awkwardly nodded and stuffed the book into my apothecary bag.
“Fufu, I’m so glad you liked it, Papa. Now, take care of him, alright? Oh, and feel free to give him a new name. Also, make sure to feed him one meal with poison every day. And when you brush him, use your Dokushu skill.”
Papa!?
Wait, isn’t this the worst pretend family ever?
“Hold on, that’s way too much information at once.”
“And one more thing. I don’t want Papa to die, so I have another gift for you.”
“What?”
“This is fate. I never imagined meeting someone with the same skill as me, someone with the abilities of an apothecary, here of all places. Skills hold countless possibilities. Let me show you just one possible completion of your skill.”
“What?”
Elma stood up.
Under the dawn sky, she stood still.
Her beauty was such that it seemed as though a mythical goddess had appeared before me—
“—‘Equip’ “
“What?”
A green aura and poison gathered rapidly around Elma’s right arm.
The condensed poison and some other force…
The eerie glow lighting up the pre-dawn sky gradually coalesced and merged completely with her arm.
“This world is full of enemies. Adventurers, knights, monsters, the church, gods… an apothecary’s foes are far too many.”
“Wait, Elma, what are you—”
My Gaiteki no Satchi skill sent tremors through every cell in my body.
“It might hurt a little, you know. But it’s okay, it’s okay because I love you.”
“Huh?”
Suddenly, Elma stepped closer, her arm still wreathed in a green aura.
“Please bear with me, my dear.”
“No, wait—Guh!!??”
My stomach!?
My guts—pushed up!? My spine!? Is it still there!?
Did she just—hit me!?
Before I knew it, her right arm had slammed into my solar plexus.
“Ughahh!”
I collapsed to my knees and doubled over in pain.
I can’t breathe! I can’t—
Drool dripped from my mouth, tears streaming uncontrollably.
Damn it, I can’t—breathe—
The dawn sky, a distant sunrise… and Elma’s hazy, dreamy red eyes…?
“Ah…?”
“Mmm…”
Elma’s face filled my vision.
As my mouth opened wide, gasping pathetically for air, she leaned in—and sealed it with her lips.
“?!?!?”
Warm, wet, soft.
Something like a slug’s tongue slid through, invading my mouth.
“Don’t squirm so much…”
She pushed me down, her warm body pressing against mine.
Her sweetly scented saliva filled my mouth whenever her tongue entwined with mine.
I tried to push her away, but—
“Fufu, such a troublesome child.”
“Mmgh!?”
Her grip on my wrists was impossibly strong, pinning me down. Her tongue delved even deeper, silencing any protests.
The suffocating pain from the blow to my stomach left me no escape, my mouth entirely taken over by Elma’s.
Even as I tried to avoid her probing tongue, it moved like a living creature, wrapping around my own, tracing the inside of my teeth, licking my lips.
I can’t breathe.
Right, I’ll breathe through my nose—
Wait, what’s this smell!?
It’s so sweet—like some high-end shampoo?
No, it’s more like the nectar of a sweet flower…
It felt like my brain was being directly caressed.
I see… this could be good material for writing love scenes in the future—
“…Come on. Focus on me.”
“Hiik!”
Squelch, slurp.
A strange sound echoed deep in my ear.
My body jolted violently.
She licked my ear!?
This woman!! Is she insane!?
And just as I thought that, she grabbed my face again and—her lips—
“Open your mouth, or you’ll die.”
“I’ll die!? W-Wait—ah!”
Her tongue slid across my lips.
That was the signal.
My lips were sealed with hers, and her tongue invaded my mouth again.
Elma’s tongue explored every inch of my mouth.
When I closed my eyes, the sensation of her tongue and the overwhelming softness of her body became even more vivid.
I opened my eyes.
And there they were—her crimson eyes staring deeply into mine at point-blank range—
“Don’t be naughty… don’t look at me like that…”
“Ah…”
Slurp, squelch… gulp.
By the time the pain in my stomach was gone, Elma finally released me.
“Phew, thanks for the meal…”
Elma traced her lips with her index finger, looking deeply satisfied.
“…Crazy woman.”
“Fufu, don’t be mad, Papa. But, you’re fine now, right? Maybe thanks to the Mutsuyaku? Your brain doesn’t seem damaged, at least…”
“I’m not going to wake up and find out you’re suing me or something, right? This isn’t some kind of scam, is it…?”
“Fufu, you’re so cute, my dear.”
Elma adjusted herself back into her chair, her pink tongue darting lightly over her cherry-colored lips.
Damn it. The sensation of her tongue still lingers in my mouth.
…Damn, mocking a virgin like this.
“Fufu, this was a family punch and kiss.”
“What the hell are you even talking about?”
Yep. She’s definitely crazy.
Before I knew it, the sky was beginning to brighten. The red hues of dawn crept steadily into the sky.
“Oh no, as much as I’d like to stay, it’s already morning. Papa, see you again next night in the garden.”
“What? Again? Wait, hold on—you’re not seriously planning to show up in my dreams again, are you!?”
“Of course I am. Welcome to the family, Papa.”
“What… what do you want from me? Why are you doing this?”
“Hmm? Didn’t I say it already? Because, my dear ‘Papa’…”
The sunrise flooded my vision, filling it with blinding light.
The last thing I saw was Elma’s face.
Her crimson eyes gleamed darkly.
Her translucent white skin seemed to glow in the sunlight, almost ethereal.
Her lush chest, slender waist, and ideal figure were like a marshmallow given form.
A true temptress.
And she smiled.
“Because I’ve fallen deeply in love with you.”
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Day 2: Tomomura Tomohito, Toaira World Tree Forest
“Crazy woman… she’s…”
“Ruff!! Waff!!”
“Urk!!”
Something warm and soft crawled across my face.
Sniff, sniff. Warm breaths brushed over my skin.
A wet, cool sensation followed, cold and sticky.
The wanko’s snout nudged my face as it eagerly licked all over me.
“…Hey, good morning, wanko.”
“Woof!!”
It spun in circles excitedly before sitting down obediently like a well-trained wolfdog.
I propped myself up, noticing a worn-out book clutched in my hands.
If this book is still here…
I glanced around.
Greenery, giant trees, and a flowing brook.
Yep. Still smack-dab in the middle of an otherworldly forest.
No signs of logging out or waking up.
I took a deep breath of the crisp morning air and nodded.
So my isekai transfer really is…
“…Not just a dream, huh?”
“Woof!!”
Even after waking up, I’m still in another world.
Alright, Day 2 begins.
“Huh?”
Why does my body feel so hot…?
A fever?
But there’s no discomfort, no exhaustion.
Actually, I feel oddly light…
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Event Triggered
“Awakening of Magic”
Due to receiving proper magic-based attacks from a demon, the “Magic” stat has been added to your status.
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“…Seriously?”
“Woof woof!”
So that book is real too, meaning that wasn’t just a dream…
“My dear ‘Papa.’ “
“The absolute worst…”
On my second day in this otherworld life—
It seems I’ve already caught the attention of some weirdo.
The kind that shows up in your dreams.
TL Note:
- At first, the character uses 「君 (kimi)」, which is a casual or familiar way to address someone, often used for peers or people of equal standing.
- Later, they switch to 「あなた (anata)」, which in this context conveys a deeper emotional connection, intimacy, or respect.