Yariyuu v6c1

Volume 6 Chapter 1 Elna’s Revenge


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 It was, in one word, a paradise.


 The first thing that caught the eye was the natural walls. They weren’t uniform, but formed by trees over a hundred years old—protective without feeling oppressive, as if shielding a home.


 Reds and yellows, greens and purples.

 A world bursting with color stretched as far as the eye could see. The landscape, sculpted by nature itself, brought to mind Luoyang¹.


T/N ¹: Luoyang — An ancient Chinese city famous for its scenic beauty and historical significance.


 Amid such vivid scenery, a striking white structure towered.

 A white fortress—the king’s bedroom, ruling over the Beast Continent, sovereign of all beasts.


 Its name was Slomvanilla.

 The empress’s residence: a colossal bedroom on the scale of a fortress.


 As the castle gates swung open, the town inside revealed itself.

 Almost everyone arriving here for the first time bowed deeply to the empress’s authority.


 Not just because of the prosperity rivaling any human city.


 The air was clear, untouched by the smoke of fire or industry. The river water refreshed countless people and animals alike, without a trace of murkiness.

 The houses were all wooden, dyed in vivid hues, creating a rainbow-like spectacle that overwhelmed anyone who gazed upon it.


 So beautiful.

 The empress’s meticulous attention to detail was evident in every corner of the town.

 Yet that was surface-level beauty. This was the empress’s bedroom, and the entire town was merely decoration for her private quarters.

 True authority, however, was reflected in its people.


 ”This place is still the same, meow.”


 A female voice murmured as they passed through the castle gate.


 There was a clear edge of exasperation in her tone.

 Her words hinted not at admiration but at confusion, as if she had been here many times before.


 And no wonder. By the time one passed through the gate and reached the middle of the main street, the truth became clear: this was not a city. The meaning behind calling it the empress’s bedroom revealed itself.


 Everywhere one looked—males.

 Robust males stood here, there, and everywhere.

 No, it wasn’t just many males.

 As far as the eye could see, there were only males.


 This was the duty of conscription.

 Selected for their appearance and strength, the males lived within the castle town.

 This was the bedroom of the Empress of the Hundred Beasts—the home to ten thousand lovers summoned to her bed by her authority.


 A paradise—for one woman.


* * *


 In the grand palace of Slomvanilla, upon a throne resembling a vast canopied bed fit for ten, a tender moment unfolded between a young man and a woman.


 On the burning red carpet, in a throne room vast enough to hold hundreds and grand enough to reflect the authority of the King of Beasts, a beautiful boy curled up on the lap of a woman.


 ”Trembling… Yuu, you’re so sweet. Here, here, does it feel good?” she murmured softly.


 ”Please, Lady Empress… not there…” the boy replied shyly.


 He was completely unclothed.


 Sitting quietly on the empress’s knees, the boy submitted meekly, his eyes brimming with tears. The woman behind him held him gently. Dressed in a flowing red gown, she touched him with care. Her lips curved slightly as she gazed down at his face.


 ”Don’t call me Empress. Call me Marina.”


 ”…L-Lady Marina,” he stammered.


 Her bright brown hair framed a piercing gaze capable of silencing anyone with a single look. Her fingers were slender and supple, her skin pale and translucent.


 Rosemarina, Empress of the Hundred Beasts.


 Beloved by men across the continent, she laughed softly as she held the young boy close—her boyfriend for the day. She brushed her lips gently along the nape of his neck and nibbled softly on his ear, tenderly teasing him.


 The young man, breath catching softly, and the mature woman, fully enjoying the moment.


 Excited, the empress slipped her hands to the neckline of her dress and slowly pulled it down.


 A large, soft form appeared.


 The boy froze at the sight.


 Sitting on her knees, he had to turn sideways to see her fully. Her breasts were large—impossible to miss once revealed.


 The boy, experiencing his first stirring of affection, felt the gentle touch on his own body and realized he was overwhelmed by the sensation. His mind raced to stay composed.


 A soft touch rested on his left shoulder. A quick glance confirmed what he hoped—and wondered.


 ”May I look? Or not?”


 His breath quickened as he struggled to decide.


 ”Hehe. Yuu, why don’t you turn this way and show me your face?” the empress coaxed.


 His heart leapt at her words. She wanted to see his face. It was like permission to meet her gaze fully.


 Careful not to upset her, the boy controlled his expression, stifled his uneven breathing, and slowly turned to face her.


 In an instant, a soft warmth covered his face.


 ”You’re so quiet. I’m your girlfriend, you know? There’s no need to hold back.” Her voice was gentle, yet confident.


 The empress saw right through him.


 Understanding her words, the boy quickly shed his shyness. He met the source of the warmth and was captivated.


 They were full and soft.


 He relaxed, letting the moment carry him. He wrapped his arms gently around her, pressing his face into her bosom.


 ”Good boy,” she whispered with a smile.


 The empress lifted him effortlessly, cradling him like a child. She stroked and praised him softly.


 The boy, breathing heavily from the intense sensation, found calm as he nestled against her. He no longer cared that she was the most revered person in the world.


 He hugged her with one arm and touched her gently with the other, burying his face in her chest.


 And then, a warm sensation spread as he reached the peak of his feelings.


 The boy trembled softly.


 While he shivered, buried in her embrace, she held him firmly and soothed him with gentle strokes.


 As she watched him relax in her arms, the Empress smiled warmly, pleased to be the first to share such a close moment with her boyfriend.


 ”──Your Majesty,” came a voice.


 She would guide him to even more joyful moments.


 As the Empress watched the boy cling to her gently, she suddenly perked up at the sound of a third party’s voice.


 Anyone who interrupted her time with her boyfriend would not be taken lightly.


 That was common knowledge, yet the fact someone dared to speak meant it was important.


 ”──What is it?”


 ”Your sister has arrived, Ma’am.”


 ”Oh? Is that so.”


 The Empress raised an eyebrow. It was not surprising but still unexpected; she only had a rough idea of how long it might take.


 She clapped her hands twice.


 Several female attendants nearby appeared immediately and began tidying the room swiftly.


 ”Come again soon, Yuu.”


 ”But… Lady Marina…”


 The boy, entranced by her presence, looked longingly at the Empress as he was gently led away.


 He was escorted by a beautiful feline attendant.


 The Empress licked her hand, which bore the evidence of their intimate moment.


 Other attendants quickly approached with cloths, wiping her hands and adjusting her clothes, restoring everything to order in an instant.


 ”How was he?”


 ”Indeed, a beautiful young boy. I’d like to keep him around for a while.”


 ”Very well.”


 The Empress and her attendant smiled knowingly.


 The surrounding female attendants exchanged sly smiles.


 They were all cat Beastkin.


 Only select males were permitted to stay in Slomvanilla, and that privilege extended to the Empress’s family as well.


 These female attendants were all her relatives.


 ”Excuse me, Your Majesty.”


 At that voice, the room fell briefly silent.

 The female attendants quickly stepped aside, assuming a respectful posture as the Empress crossed her legs and fixed her gaze on the door.


 The heavy double doors groaned open.


 ”You’re finally here, Iri-Iri,” came a familiar voice.


 A cat Beastkin with hair strikingly like the Emperor of the Hundred Beasts entered first.


 The woman called Irina advanced into the throne room, followed a short distance behind by other cat Beastkin—a red-haired beauty with a striking face, a refined white-haired woman radiating elegance, and finally, a figure with white-and-black-streaked hair whose sharply pointed ears marked her as a different kind of Beastkin altogether.


 ”Your Majesty. Long time no see~meow,” Irina greeted with a playful lilt.


 ”Mmm. What’s this, Iri-Iri? Even though we’re sisters, you shouldn’t call me that. Didn’t we swear to stay close even after I became queen?”


 The brown cat Beastkin named Irina knelt at the center of the throne room. She offered respectful service, though the Empress pouted in response.


 ”Honestly, Marin-Mari hasn’t changed a bit~meow. Even with family, you should at least show some manners at first. Otherwise, the younger ones will get the wrong idea~meow.”


 Irina chuckled at Marina’s casual tone. The empress smiled back, caught in the warmth of the moment, and patted the space beside her—a clear invitation.


 Standing, Irina walked confidently toward the Empress. Marina’s face beamed as Irina sighed and settled down beside her.


 ”I’m so glad you came today, Iri-Iri. I was a bit down when you said you’d set up shop on the human continent after insisting we live together.”


 ”Not that story again~meow. I’ve heard it so many times in letters~meow. It’s old news~meow. Just forget it already.”


 Marina affectionately rested a hand on her sister’s shoulder. Irina winced slightly as her fingers brushed against the Empress’s ample bosom, then scratched her cheek awkwardly.


 ”So, what’s the reason you called the White Hooded Cat Law Group³?”


T/N ³: The White Hooded Cat Law Group is a covert Beastkin organization that handles delicate or sensitive affairs behind the scenes.


 Irina’s gaze shifted to the center of the room; Marina followed. Two cats—a red and a white one—knelt in waiting, while another non-Beastkin figure lay prostrate on the floor, demonstrating utmost obedience.


 ”…Hmm. Actually, I have a favor to ask. Do you know a human named Klock Livorno, Iri-Iri?”


 The name piqued Irina’s interest.


 ”About three months ago, my daughters returned unexpectedly. According to a message from Lona, it seems Elna was taken by a human male.”


 Irina’s eyes widened. She’d known Marina’s daughters since they were little.


 ”ElnEln? I find that hard to believe~meow.”


 ”Those girls are blessed with incredible fighting talent. They wouldn’t bother with any ordinary man. Even if they can’t match that monster hero, I can’t imagine them being toyed with by mere humans. They even lived in a fully fortified imperial castle in Dusselhelm during their studies abroad, so it’s hard to believe. I didn’t get all the details when I asked, but I thought it best to hear it from the source.”


 Marina’s words drew a serious nod from Irina. In short, they wanted to apprehend anyone who dared lay a hand on the royal family—a case worthy of the White Hooded Nyan Law Society’s involvement.


 ”Meowsee, got it~meow. So, what kind of man is this Klock guy—”


 ”He’s an incredibly perverted, lewd man!!”


 Just a name made him difficult to track down. Irina was ready to ask more when a cheerful voice cut through from where the court ladies waited.


 ”Elna! And Lona too! It’s been a while~meow.”


 ”It’s been a while, Auntie!”

 ”Long time no see, Auntie!”


 Two cat Beastkin appeared—a white one named Elna and a black one named Lona. They skipped past the court ladies and twirled their dresses as they stood before Irina.


 Beautiful and mesmerizing. It had been quite some time since Irina last saw her nieces.


 She rose to embrace them but stopped, sensing something off.


 Both were still clearly underage, but Elna’s body was surprisingly developed—her chest at least a D-cup, hips rounded as if made for childbirth. Lona’s growth was more typical, healthy for her age. Elna’s advanced development was unusual.


 ”You’ve grown quite a bit, huh? Um… is that—”


 ”It’s a perverted lewd man, Auntie. That guy risked everything just to force himself on Elna!!” Elna said with energetic indignation.


 Irina blinked at such a bold choice of words from a princess.


 ”He was outrageous. Even though Elna’s a princess, he didn’t care about status. He trapped her so she couldn’t move and spent the whole night trying to take advantage!”


 Such blunt talk felt more suited to a tavern than a throne room.


 Empress Marina, seated beside her daughter, wore a cool expression. Nearby court ladies showed no particular reaction. Only Lona, sitting next to Elna, looked slightly embarrassed.


 ”What a crazy obsession. Elna, even though it was your first time, you were forced to endure so much your belly swelled. They even tried to use some kind of aphrodisiac to force ovulation and make Elna pregnant! I had no idea there were such lewd men among humans. It seems they were determined to get Elna pregnant no matter what.”


 At the mention of “aphrodisiac,” the truth hit home.


 Elna’s body was fertile but not age-appropriate. It was easy to connect the dots.


 This country also had famous aphrodisiacs—carrots. Highland carrots with enhanced potency that could trigger early sexual development.


 ”T-That’s a disaster~meow. But your belly swelling… aren’t you exaggerating a bit~meow?”


 ”No, Auntie, it’s true. That man threw himself at Elna with unbelievable force. There’s no way such a crude man thinks he can date Elna just by making a cute baby with her!”


 Elna’s words spilled out rapidly. The childishness in her tone made it almost endearing, but the claims themselves were a stretch.


 ”At that time in Dusselhelm, there were Lady Hermine and the hero. That man, even if he could have children with Elna, couldn’t take her away. Or maybe he was so infatuated that he had no time for anything else. Probably, he wanted to lock Elna away somewhere quiet, living happily with about eight kids, doting on her. But thanks to those masters, he had to give up.”


 What on earth was this kid talking about?


 Irina glanced at her sister. Marina yawned, bored, showing no interest in her daughter’s ramblings.


 Irina, feeling both confused and resigned, steered the conversation toward closure.


 ”S-So… what do you want to do~meow?”


 ”That guy is somewhere on this continent. From information gathered in Nushutei and Rushelora, a man fitting his description has been spotted in Beast Country. We want to catch him, so we need your help.”


 Elna snorted confidently. “Hmph.” Lona mirrored her, crossing their arms with determined expressions—clearly asking for revenge.


 ”…Meow. If it’s that serious, consider it done~meow.”


 ”I’m sorry, Iri-Iri. Please take care of the girls. Once I finish my business, let’s have tea again. Since it’s a special occasion, how about a sleepover tonight—”


 ”Meow! I don’t want to sleep together~meow!”


 As Marina’s massive breasts reached for her, Irina shook off her sister’s hand and jumped back.


 Keeping her distance, she said simply, “I’m leaving today.”


 The Beast King behind her was left stunned. “Gah!”


 Irina strode out of the throne room with Hakubinki in tow.


 Elna and Lona exchanged glances, then moved to their mother, who had been spurned by the ever-cool Irina. They pulled her close and comforted her with gentle pats and soft murmurs of “Yoshi yoshi.”


* * *


 ”Klock Livorno… strong vitality…”


 Irina, from that name’s phrase, recalled a certain person in her mind.

 It was about 3 months ago. There was a crazy Human who, despite having a woman, paid gold coins to spend a night with a cat Beastkin like herself.

 That man’s name was definitely Klock.


 ”…no way, meow.”


Notes:


• Slomvanilla – The white fortress, also known as the empress’s residence; a gigantic bedroom on the scale of a fortress.

• Yuu – A young boy, the Empress’s current boyfriend, who sits naked on her knees during their intimate moments.

• Marina – The Empress of the Hundred Beasts; a mature, beautiful woman with bright brown hair, piercing gaze, and enormous breasts. Commands the respect and desire of many males.

• Rosemarina – The formal title of the Empress; refers to her authority and influence over the Beast Continent.

• Irina – She introduced herself as the innkeeper’s name, a 32-year-old with a youthful appearance, who enjoys being sexually satisfied by Klock. A beastkin cat.

• Elna – Female. A young apprentice mage. Her appearance is that of a child with white hair reaching her shoulders. She wears a black hooded mantle with strange patterns. Her relationship is as an apprentice to Hermine, the Great Mage. Her power involves advanced magic, including spatial teleportation. Her combat style is magical, and she is described as childish and easily provoked.

• Lona – Female. A young apprentice mage. Her appearance is that of a child with black hair reaching her shoulders. She wears a black hooded mantle with strange patterns. Her relationship is as an apprentice to Hermine, the Great Mage. Her power involves advanced magic, including spatial teleportation. Her combat style is magical, and she is described as childish and easily provoked. Elna’s sister; a black cat Beastkin who’s relatively normally developed physically compared to Elna.

• Hermine – Daughter of the Emperor of the Second Empire of Dusselhelm. A companion and friend of Anna. The mage. She is pragmatic and encourages Anna to focus on her duties as a hero rather than her personal revenge.

• Rushelora – A port where demons are allowed to stay at embassies under special circumstances. It is a location where humans and demons have trade relations.

• Hakubinki – A female cat Beastkin, one of Irina’s attendants; has white and black streaked hair.


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