Butareba -The Story of a Man Turned into a Pig- Third Bite (eBook)

Takuma Sakai (Autor)

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2024 | 1. Auflage
250 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-0948-7 (ISBN)

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Cutie-pie Jess has regained her previously sealed memories, and oh my, she seems to be a little-no, very smitten with Mister Pig! Of course, there's always the chance it's just his social debuff as an otaku leading him to think so. Don't worry-he knows the rules super well: he mustn't overstep his boundaries. Luckily, there are other urgent matters he can focus on!

Together with Jess and her fiancé-on-paper Shravis, Mister Pig hatches a secret plan that will decide the fates of the Liberators and every Yethma in Mesteria. A long-lost member of the royal family is the key to strengthening the fragile alliance between the Liberators and the royal court, so securing his cooperation is imperative. And strangely enough, Naut's perverted dog Rossi, who loves to sniff girls' legs, might be their best lead!

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Cutie-pie Jess has regained her previously sealed memories, and oh my, she seems to be a little-no, very smitten with Mister Pig! Of course, there's always the chance it's just his social debuff as an otaku leading him to think so. Don't worry-he knows the rules super well: he mustn't overstep his boundaries. Luckily, there are other urgent matters he can focus on!Together with Jess and her fiance-on-paper Shravis, Mister Pig hatches a secret plan that will decide the fates of the Liberators and every Yethma in Mesteria. A long-lost member of the royal family is the key to strengthening the fragile alliance between the Liberators and the royal court, so securing his cooperation is imperative. And strangely enough, Naut s perverted dog Rossi, who loves to sniff girls legs, might be their best lead!

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Chapter 1: Don’t Thoughtlessly Sniff a Maiden’s Legs

“Mister Pig, have you ever heard the legend about the three supreme treasures hidden in Mesteria?”

The sacred visage of a beautiful blonde maiden peered down at me from the bed, and I looked up at her from the carpeted floor. <<Nope, never.>> The first two would be the right and left sides of Jess’s chest...hmm, but what’s the last one?

“Um, you really don’t have to be considerate in that way...” Jess sat up and fixed the collar of her nightgown before lying chest-down on the bed once again.

My fully automatic, uncouth thought patterns had an impeccable incompatibility with Jess’s ability to read minds. <<You don’t have to respond to the narration.>>

“I know that, but...I can’t stop myself from reacting.”

After we went through this exchange for the umpteenth time, I steered our conversation back to the topic. <<So, what are these three supreme treasures?>>

Jess’s eyes seemed to light up. “They are the Destruction Spear, the Salvation Chalice, and the Contract Stake.”

Pretty glamorous names you have there. <<What do they do?>>

She inclined her head slightly. “Good question. The legends only mention their names and that they’re hidden away somewhere, but no one seems to know what they do. Apparently, such legends have been around since ancient times—long before Lady Vatis established the royal court.”

<<Wait, weren’t all records of pre-Vatis history erased?>>

I recalled what Jess had told me. The Dark Ages had been a bloody era of endless conflict where mages turned on their own kind. The progenitor of the current dynasty, Vatis, had been responsible for ending it all. She had deceptively rewritten the history before the Dark Ages, tweaking it for the royal court’s convenience.

“Yes, that’s true for most records. But some legends and stories have been preserved in the form of children’s stories and fairy tales. Those three supreme treasures make frequent appearances in them.”

Huh. Interesting. <<Since they were treated as special treasures even during an era with abundant mages, they must be considerably valuable relics that even mages can’t make.>>

“Oh, good point. I agree, that would be the logical conclusion.”

I looked at Jess, who seemed deep in thought, and asked, <<But why did you mention these supreme treasures all of a sudden?>>

“Well, I happened to overhear King Marquis mentioning the Destruction Spear today.”

I raised an imaginary eyebrow. <<That prissy, straitlaced, stubborn old guy was talking about it?>>

Marquis was the Mesterian King and the father of Shravis, Jess’s fiancé. He had a quick temper, a forceful attitude, and a calculating personality. He certainly didn’t seem like the type who would like fairy tales. Far from it.

“Now now, using such words isn’t very respectful,” Jess admonished. “But...yes, it was unexpected for King Marquis, of all people, to talk about such a topic. And so, I suspect that the supreme treasures might be more than simple legends.”

<<I see. From the sound of Destruction Spear, it seems like an offensive instrument of some sort...and there’s only one potential target I can think of.>>

She seemed to be on the same wavelength. “Yes. I suspect that he wishes to use it on the Clandestine Arcanist.”

The Clandestine Arcanist was an immortal mage who’d risen in opposition against the royal court. Marquis seemed to be searching for ways to kill the elderly mage, but even now, he seemed to be struggling to find a solution. Until the day he vanquished the Clandestine Arcanist, the members of the royal court and the people it ruled over would have to endure the ever-present threat of death. And of course, Jess was one of them.

<<So Marquis thinks that the Destruction Spear might be the key to bringing down the Clandestine Arcanist, huh?>>

“I think so. I hope we’ll find it soon and end the war quickly.”

<<Yeah.>> Then, Jess’s gaze crashed right into mine, and I silently looked away. <<Well, we’ve got to focus on tomorrow first though.>>

Jess nodded. “Right. We’re finally going to confront him tomorrow.” Her voice was low, like a whisper.

Tomorrow, at long last, we were going to pay a visit to the Liberators. A week had passed since my earth-shattering deduction. We’d gained Prince Shravis’s cooperation, and all the preparations had been finished—we were ready to confront our suspect. The only ones in the know were Jess, Shravis, and me. It was a secret operation to bridge the rift between the Liberators and the royal court.

Seeing Jess’s restlessness, I said, <<Relax, we’re only heading off to meet a cute little doggy. If I’m mistaken, the worst you’ll have to endure is that dog licking and sniffing you. If I’m right...>>—Jess gulped—<<I’ll do the necessary negotiations. All you’ll need to do is act as our go-between.>>

The maiden breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s reassuring to hear. I was worried for a moment you’d say that if you were right, you’d lick and sniff me in his stead...”

She’s a sharp one. I was actually just about to say that. <<This is serious business,>> I declared solemnly. <<I could never dish out jokes like that.>>

“But your mind is rather honest.” Jess wore a half-exasperated smile.

<<...May I lick and sniff you?>>

“No.”

Hearing her immediate reply, my seasoned and sliced mimiga ears drooped despondently.

“Um, you have to take things step-by-step when it comes to such matters.” Jess’s face grew bright red before she sneaked under the cover of her sheets.

I didn’t know what exactly we were doing “step-by-step,” but considering there was a black pig who’d licked a thirteen-year-old girl all over immediately after returning to Mesteria, I believed that minor physical intimacy like this should be acceptable.

After all, I was a pig.

Silence fell over the bedroom. Jess quickly waved her hand and put out the ceiling light with her magic.

“I feel like there are butterflies in my stomach,” Jess nervously spoke from the bed. “The fate of the Liberators...the fate of Mister Naut, Miss Ceres, and the others might depend on us, right?”

Indeed, this wasn’t a happy-go-lucky event like heading off to have fun at a dog park.

In this world, despite being born as mages, young girls were collared and distributed as slaves to stabilize the society and preserve the mage race. They were referred to as Yethma, girls who mostly ended up dying in their teens as prey for Yethma hunters. The royal court wished to protect this system, while the Liberators wanted to raze it to the ground. Though these two powers had formed an alliance to combat a common enemy, the Nothen Faction, anyone could tell that their relationship would collapse sooner or later. And now, we were heading off to persuade a neutral key person who had the potential to prevent that.

<<Yeah. Don’t worry, it’s not like we’re fighting against a foe. We’re only going to propose a war tactic to an ally. Just mind the hem of your skirt, Jess.>>

“I shall choose a tactical outfit with the least openings he can exploit.” Jess sighed.

<<That’s for the best.>>

Silence.

The royal capital was under the protection of powerful spells cast by the kings of each generation. It was tranquil and peaceful, as if the discord in this world were a fever dream. There was shuffling and rustling—Jess was moving around under her blanket.

A part of me couldn’t help but think, If only this moment would last forever.

“Um, Mister Pig?”

<<Go on.>> Fudge. How could I have forgotten that Jess can read the narration like a book?

“...Good night.”

<<Yeah. Good night.>>

The moonlight gently spilled in from the window.

At this point, we were all utterly oblivious to the fact that our decision would escalate into a great tumult that would decide the fate of the royal court.

“Hurry up and get on, pig,” Shravis commanded.

We were at the summit of the capital. A gigantic, terrifying black dragon was lying down in the plaza. I walked up the slope created by the frame of the dragon’s wings before nestling myself into the gap between the seats fixed to its spiny back. The seats looked as if someone had taken out a single roller coaster car and attached it to the dragon. Of course, there were no such things as seat belts or the like.

After seeing that I’d gotten on, Shravis let out a commanding bellow, instructing the dragon to rise. Vast wings struck the air on both sides of my vision. It seemed that Jess also wasn’t used to such air travel as she tightly gripped her seat cushion next to me. I stared at her hands and artistic legs (which featured socks that reached her thighs) to calm my fluttering heart down. Regret settled in my heart. Advising her to wear unrevealing...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 20.5.2024
• Reihe/Serie: Butareba -The Story of a Man Turned into a Pig-
• Illustrationen: Takuma Sakai
• Übersetzer: Takuma Sakai
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy
• Schlagworte: Adventure • animal protagonist • dark Fantasy romance • heat the pig liver • Isekai • Light Novel • ordinary main character
• ISBN-10: 1-7183-0948-1 / 1718309481
• ISBN-13: 978-1-7183-0948-7 / 9781718309487