Release Commemoration SS③ Yuri and the Jungle Exploration
This happened some time after Rest took the Royal Academy entrance exam.
“Hmm… it seems we’re lost!”
“…………”
A girl with short red hair and practical pants, declares with her hands on her hips.
Her name is Yuri Cattleya.
The young lady of the Cattleya Marquis family. Currently running away from home, she is an acquaintance of Rest’s, having met him during the Royal Academy entrance exam.
Rest and Yuri were surrounded by lush trees.
It was a jungle. The high-pitched chirping of birds, typical of the tropics, could be heard in the distance.
“No… Why? Why am I alone with Yuri in a place like this?”
He had no memory of how he got here.
He had no memory of meeting Yuri, nor of coming to the jungle with her.
Could it be… had he been kidnapped by someone?
“Rest, I’m sorry. I truly am sorry for getting you involved in this.”
“Ah, yeah. I see… Well, please feel sorry…”
Rest replied to Yuri’s words, enduring a headache.
He was intensely questioning how this happened… but more than that, he had to think about how to escape from here.
“For now, I’ll fly up with magic and take a look around… I might see something from above.”
“Okay, please do.”
“Huh…?”
Whatever she was thinking, Yuri clung to Rest and climbed onto his back.
“Hey, why!?”
“Weren’t you going up to take a look?”
“Yeah, but…”
“Then, please.”
“…………”
He didn’t say he would take Yuri with him.
While feeling unconvinced, he found it too troublesome to argue.
“Mmm…”
By being so close, he could feel Yuri’s warmth and softness.
Yuri had the supple build of a feline predator, but her chest was firmly rounded and soft.
“Is something wrong?”
“No… 【Floating】.”
Rest used magic to levitate objects and jumped.
He flew up to a position where he could look down on the jungle trees and observed the surroundings.
“What is this… Where am I really?”
It was a sea of trees.
As far as he could see, the jungle stretched endlessly.
“How did I end up in a place like this… Did I get reincarnated into another world again?”
“Rest, look! There’s a village over there!”
“Eh…?”
Rest strained his eyes, but he couldn’t see anything in the direction Yuri was pointing.
“Is it a vision problem… Could it be possible for Yuri?”
Yuri was hopeless with magic, but her physical abilities were exceptionally high.
Yuri might be able to see a village that Rest couldn’t.
“Anyway, let’s go there… 【Wind Manipulation】.”
“Whoa!”
He manipulated the wind and moved while floating.
He couldn’t go very fast, but he flew over the jungle at about the speed of a moped.
He could only see beasts and birds here and there in the jungle. He couldn’t see anything else.
“Hmm, is this the Amazon or something? I’ve come to a terrible place…”
“I’m really sorry for getting you involved…”
“Yeah, I get it. It’s fine now.”
He didn’t even want to ask what he had been involved in.
He might have to hear the details eventually… but Rest was genuinely feeling too lazy and chose to postpone the issue.
As the two were flying through the sky, they arrived at the village in about thirty minutes.
“It really was there…”
It was a typical indigenous village.
Several tent-like wooden buildings were lined up, and bones of cow-like animals were decorated here and there, perhaps as ornaments.
“Somehow… it has a suspicious atmosphere. I don’t feel like we should go in too much. Let’s observe the situation here without causing too much trouble…”
“Hey! Is anyone there!?”
“Were you listening to me!?”
Ignoring Rest’s words, Yuri shouted loudly into the village.
Then… even though it was supposed to be deserted until now, figures appeared from inside the buildings one after another.
“OUTSIDERS! OUTSIDERS ARE HERE!”
“TAKE YOUR SPEARS! DON’T LET THE OUTSIDERS SET FOOT HERE!”
The ones who appeared were humans wearing masks shaped like animals. There were about twenty of them.
The indigenous people, holding simple spears made of stone and wood, rushed at them with hostility.
“KILL THEM!”
“Oh, Rest! It seems like we’re not being welcomed!”
“Ugh, seriously! I told you so!”
“I’m really sorry for getting you involved…”
“I don’t need that anymore! Just really feel sorry!”
““““““KILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL”“”
The indigenous people attacked.
They threw spears and leaped with strange cries.
“Oh, geez! There’s no helping it… 【Thunder Ball】!”
Once it came to this, there was no choice.
Rest activated his magic and showered the indigenous people with lightning.
“GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
“『Kamui』! THEY USE THE POWER OF 『Kamui』!”
“HOLD THEM DOWN! ONCE WE GET CLOSE, WE’RE NOT AFRAID!”
“I won’t let you! I’ll protect Rest!”
Yuri grabbed the indigenous people who tried to close the distance and threw them away.
With power unimaginable from her slender arms, she lightly threw the indigenous people as if she was juggling.
Rest defeated the distant enemies, and Yuri defeated the nearby enemies.
When all the indigenous people were defeated, they put their hands on the ground and prostrated themselves.
“OH, PLEASE FORGIVE US!”
“YOU WHO WIELD 『Kamui』, YOU ARE GODS!”
“What is it this time… They suddenly started worshiping people…”
Rest’s shoulders dropped, and he felt a headache from the series of incomprehensible developments.
Then, a small figure wearing a mask came out from the back of the village.
“Children of God who use the power of mystery. Please forgive our rudeness.”
The figure… he couldn’t see her face because of the mask, but from her voice, she seemed to be a girl.
Unlike the others, the girl spoke in fluent language.
“Won’t you listen to our story? We have been driven into a corner, and that is why we attacked you.”
“Rest, I don’t understand, but let’s listen to her story!”
“Ehh… seriously…”
Yuri seemed unusually eager.
Rest felt his headache getting stronger and stronger, and he finally held his head in his hands.
(This kind of thing… is impossible in reality. It must be a dream…)
“Huh…?”
The moment he realized that, the scenery flipped over… and the surrounding scenery changed completely.
“Rest!?”
With Yuri’s scream as the last thing he heard, her figure also twisted and disappeared… and what appeared was his familiar room in the Rosemary Marquis House.
Rest was sitting up in bed, covered in sweat.
“A, a dream ending after all…”
He was glad that a grand story didn’t start.
On the other hand, he had a feeling that this wasn’t the end of the story.
(Again, the continuation of the dream somewhere… no, impossible. Impossible. Absolutely not…!)
“I’m going to change…”
Rest shuddered at the bad feeling and got out of bed for the time being.
『Rest and Yuri’s Jungle Adventure』
To be continued…?
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