But Ye-sol was strong.
Slap!
Ye-sol slapped his own cheek hard to regain his senses. His pale face quickly turned bright red.
‘Don’t be scared, Ha Ye-sol! I’m an S-grade guide!’
Ye-sol cheered himself on internally. He firmly believed that as an S-grade guide, he could certainly overcome this.
Yes. As Ye-sol had shouted to his grandfather earlier, being an ‘S-grade’ guide was important. Ye-sol hadn’t always taken such pride in being S-grade. At least not until he heard what some veteran espers were saying at the esper and guide rookie welcome party a week ago.
‘It’s definitely D-cup, D-cup.’
They arbitrarily guessed Ye-sol’s chest size and concluded it was D-cup, and Ye-sol misunderstood what they meant.
‘What! They’re saying I’m D-grade?!’
An S-grade guide being called D-grade…! It was too unfair. He had simply not demonstrated his abilities because his grandfather, the Center Association President, opposed him going out on field operations or doing contact guiding, but he never expected to be treated as a lower D-grade.
Of course, thinking about it a bit, it was somewhat unavoidable that such rumors spread. Ye-sol used a single room alone during the mandatory communal living period, and even when he had to guide S-grade espers, he could only do radiative guiding, not contact guiding.
Even the mansion where Ye-sol currently resided was located somewhat distant from the Center, was enormously sized, and required his grandfather’s permission for visitors. Ye-sol’s parents had lost their lives in an explosion accident in a dungeon, and since Ye-sol was the only blood relative left to his grandfather, such excessive protection was possible.
Perhaps because of this, Ye-sol was naturally a famous figure within the Center. Ha Ye-sol, who had grown up delicately like a greenhouse flower under the protection of his grandfather, the Center Association President. Of course, countless other things were said about him as well.
Rustle, rustle.
While Ye-sol’s mind was briefly distracted by these thoughts, something grabbed his ankle. It was a tree stem that had extended like a tentacle.
“Oh!”
He noticed too late and tried to shake his foot, but it was already too late to escape. The tree stem that had grabbed his ankle dragged Ye-sol straight into the dark undergrowth.
“Blub blub!”
Ye-sol’s back scraped against the rough ground as he passed through bushes that hit his face and chest before arriving at a certain place. The movement of the tree branches pulling him had also quieted down. When Ye-sol regained his senses and looked around, a completely different landscape spread out before him.
“Woooow…”
He couldn’t help but let out an exclamation of admiration at the sight. Ye-sol’s face brightened at the refreshing tall green trees, the moss that felt soft underfoot, and the fresh air. The place was completely different from the eerie atmosphere and screams that had filled the area just moments ago, causing Ye-sol to completely forget his important mission.
Rustle rustle…
Because of this, he failed to notice the suspicious movement of the tree branch still wrapped around his ankle. Instead, he became interested in the small white flowers visible between the trees.
“Oh, is that a flower…?”
It was a daisy. Strangely, the daisy was floating in the air, neither on the ground nor on a tree. Seeing this, Ye-sol became curious and reached out his finger toward the daisy.
Flash!
At that moment, the daisy sparkled, and the tree branch that had been climbing up to Ye-sol’s knee suddenly accelerated.
“…Aaah!”
It happened in the blink of an eye. The branch split into several parts and wrapped around Ye-sol’s waist, arms, and neck.
“Ugh, no…!”
Ye-sol groaned and tried to break free somehow, but the strength of the hard tree branch was extraordinary. Eventually, Ye-sol couldn’t even move a few times and his entire body was bound immobile.
Slither…!
Noticing that he was no longer resisting, the tree branch began to caress the lower part of Ye-sol’s chest and climbed upward.
“Aaaah! I need to, need to get free…!”
[Wait!]
It was when Ye-sol was panicking. A cheerful voice was heard from somewhere.
[What? This human was already conquered?]
“Huh?”
Ye-sol turned his head toward the source of the voice. There was the daisy he had been curiously examining just a moment ago.
Rustle rustle.
“Ugh!”
[Stop! He’s carrying fruit!]
Despite the daisy’s objection, when the tree branch moved again, it shouted once more.
“Fruit…?”
[I’m certain! It’s fruit! And very ripe too…!]
Ripe… what on earth was it talking about? While Ye-sol couldn’t make any guesses, the tree branch that had been rubbing only the lower part of his chest moved up between his pectoral muscles.
“……!”
Riiiip…!
Ye-sol was startled for a moment. The tree branch tore his clothes in a straight line, then boldly invaded the fair chest that was revealed with a whoosh.
“Aaaah…!”
Ye-sol let out a moan as his never-before-touched chest was brushed by the rough and dry tree branch. Ignoring this, the tree branch moved randomly inside his clothes. It used its tip to find the small nipples and tightly wrapped around them, or used newly sprouted leaves to caress the tender skin.
“Nngh…!”
Goosebumps rose and his body hair stood on end. His sensitive skin was scraped by the branch, quickly raising red marks and leaving traces. The tree branch that went deeper inside explored all the way to the hollow of his armpit. Because of the tree branch that was rubbing and thoroughly exploring, his large chest appeared to be wobbling.
[Stop messing around and bring it out! Let’s see how ripe it is.]
The daisy shouted irritably, apparently not pleased with the tree branch’s exploration. Flop! Right after that, his chest bulged out roughly between the torn clothes.
[Ohh! It’s ripened nicely and firm. What kind of fruit is it?]
“Wh-what…?”
Ye-sol was embarrassed by the daisy that was talking about his chest. His face and chest mounds both turned peach-colored with shame.
[Judging by the size and the way it’s turning red, is it a watermelon?]
“N-no! This is just my chest! There’s nothing inside!”
[Wh-what! Can this human hear me?!]
Even though he had been listening and responding all along, the daisy fluttered its petals as if shocked. Finding that pretty and fascinating, Ye-sol opened his mouth into a round “woooow.”
Tap tap.
Meanwhile, the tree branch that had been diligently examining Ye-sol’s chest approached the daisy and lightly tapped it with the tip of the branch.
[…What did you say?]
It seemed the tree branch had said something to the daisy. The fluttering petals of the daisy spread wide open.
[That’s impossible! How can a human male’s chest be as large as a watermelon…?]
“Hmm…?”
[Then let’s squeeze it! I have to check if juice comes out.]
Ye-sol was embarrassed by the daisy’s significant remark.
“Um… Flower. If you can understand me… Ahh!”
It was when Ye-sol was trying to initiate a conversation. The tree branch clung to Ye-sol’s chest and began to apply strength. Blood rushed to the already reddened large chest, turning it red.
[Squeeze!]
“Ow, it hurts…!”
[Squeeze harder! Harder!]
“Hnggh! Ow, it hurts! It huuurts!”
As the tree branch squeezed his chest more firmly following the daisy’s command, Ye-sol screamed in pain. The nipples, which had been small and cute like unripe watermelon seeds, swelled up, and the areolas also protruded. In an instant, the pink nipples were turning crimson.
