Extra: Does the Honey-Crazed Boy Dream of Arlaune? (Part 1)
My name is Armin.
Iâm 10-years-old, a magician apprentice, and a grandson of the great sage.
Traveling with my grandfather is all about training and thereâs nothing but hardships.
My grandfather, who is well known as the great sage, trains me personally, so I guess itâs normal if he is being strict with me. Even so, it wouldnât hurt anyone to take it easy once in a while.
Both my parents were killed by the demon lord army. For my grandfather, Iâm also something like a memento from them. I hope he would treat me more sweetly. I donât like spicy thing, after all.
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 Balbaaâaffe have been running rampant in the area as of late.
Balbaaâaffe is famous for its high intelligence. Theyâre 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 wonât forgive those who killed their comrade.
However, because they are smart monsters, Balbaaâaffe 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.
According to the village chief, thereâs 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 Balbaaâaffe.
The fatalities have already appeared in the village. I saw a white-haired girl around the same age as me at the village chiefâs house who became an orphan after both of her parents were killed by Balbaaâaffe. Poor girlâŚ.
Back to the topic, Grandpa set out alone to exterminate the Balbaaâaffe 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.
Iâm pretty confident with my strength. I also have my magic to back me up. Iâm not going to be defeated by some random monsters that live in a forest in the middle of nowhere.
Now thatâs been decided, letâs secretly leave the village and head towards the other side of the forest. Iâm going to defect from the kingdom to the empire.
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I was too naĂŻveâŚ.
As soon as I entered the forest, I encountered a bee-shaped monsters called Zornbiene, and was rendered immobile by its poisonous stinger.
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 couldnât even open my eyes.
Thinking that I would either die because the poison or die because the Zornbiene preyed on me, I lost my consciousness.
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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.
âWho are you, Onee-chan?â
There was no answer. Instead, the woman stroked my head gently.
âWhatâs is this place?â
Looking around, I was sure that I was in the middle of a forest.
âW-Whoa!?!?â
What the hell!? This womanâs lower body is flower!
I got it. This woman is a monster. Iâm sure itâs called Alraune. Itâs a dangerous monster that lures people and captives them.
I tried to escape immediately, but I was caught by her vines.
âA-Are you going to eat me, Monster?â
Hearing that, the Alraune looked deeply hurt for some reason.
Does she understand human language? Her upper body looks like that of a female human, so I guess she is somewhat intelligent.
However, what happened afterwards would completely blow my mind.
âI, eat, noâŚ.â
She talkeeeeeeed!?
Unbelievable. This canât be real!
I mean, according to Grandpa who is the great sage, even though Arlauneâs upper body looks like that of a human female, itâs ultimately still a plant and canât be used to talk. Yet this Arlaune can understand and speak human language, albeit stammering.
âI wonât, eat, youâŚ.â
Thereâs no doubt. This is a new species of Arlaune. She even insisted to be called Onee-san.
What is this, a punishment game?
Why do I have to call a monster âOnee-sanâ?
Could it be that she is trying to seduce me?
However, not matter how big this Arlauneâs breasts are, I wonât 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.
Still, I donât understand why this Alraune have vines wrapped around her breasts. Despite being a plant monster, does she understand the concept of bra?
However, there is something that makes me even more curious. This Alraune smells extremely good. Itâs such a mysterious scent that canât be described into words.
Soon, I would find out the source of that good scent. The honey dripped from Arlauneâs mouth just like drool. Even so, my body couldnât help but craving for it. I hesitantly dipped my finger into it, and then brought that finger into my mouth.
Looking back on it now, my life has changed a lot since then.
From the moment I tasted the heaven, I have become the slave of this ArlauneâŚ.