The Awakening of a Boy from Nut-Gathering Village
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Arc 27 begins.
I was planning to make this a one-shot super-short story, but it ended up being a short story with several chapters.
Please enjoy.
Pikurutz is a Familiar Tar.
With his partner, a young dragon he’s bonded with, he carries a sword he found in a dungeon and travels around the world.
Sotis he discovers ancient ruins in the depths of unexplored jungles, and sotis he fights hordes of rampaging magical creatures to protect towns.
Every day is a series of thrilling adventures!
…In his dreams.
“Wake up already, PIKURUTZ!!”
“Ngyaa!?”
But that exciting, thrilling adventure was suddenly shattered by an angry shout right next to his ear!
Just a mont ago, Pikurutz should have been escorting the incredibly beautiful daughter of a feudal lord to a banquet to celebrate the defeat of a stampede!
He rubbed his blurry eyes, and!
Standing before him, with her hands on her hips and her shoulders squared, wasn’t a young lady in a dress that sparkled like the stars, but… his stout mother, wearing a robe stained with chemicals!
…A very unfortunate turn of events!!
“Did you just think sothing rude!?”
“Ngyah!?”
As expected of a mother.
Sohow reading Pikurutz’s thoughts, she delivered a rather unreasonable chop to his head, completely waking him up.
And then, looking at Pikurutz rolling around on the bed, clutching his head in pain, and… at the book lying next to his pillow, she sighed.
“You stayed up late again… I told you yesterday to make sure you didn’t oversleep.”
Pikurutz, sensing danger from his mother’s completely exasperated tone and the look she’s giving the book next to his pillow… ‘Sakura, the Progenitor of All Familiar Tars’… hurriedly grabbed the book and held it to his chest.
This ‘Sakura, the Progenitor of All Familiar Tars’ is an adventure story, compiled by the son of a Familiar Tar nad Sakura, who once existed… and it’s Pikurutz’s favorite book, as he aspires to beco a Familiar Tar.
No… this book is, at this point, his bible.
It’s his treasure.
But if he lets his guard down for even a mont, his uncomprehending mother will probably confiscate his bible and use it as fuel for making dicine!
He absolutely must avoid that!
“…Sigh, you’re already 14 years old, when will you stop acting like a child… Ezeron is already up, helping your father stir the dicine in the pot, you know? Don’t you feel ashad?”
“…………”
Ezeron.
Hearing that na made Pikurutz’s heart ache, and his body felt heavy.
Ezeron is the na of Pikurutz’s younger brother, two years his junior.
Talented, and serious.
He’s a quick learner, with a rich imagination.
Pikurutz’s family has been making magical power recovery potions for generations, and Ezeron is apparently already learning the secret techniques of potion-making from their father.
On top of that, Ezeron is always smiling and good-natured, and even handso.
Unlike Pikurutz, who always has sleepy, sowhat murky eyes, Ezeron’s eyes are round and bright.
His nose bridge is high, and his face is small.
He’s smaller than Pikurutz’s, by at least one size!
The only thing they have in common is their brown skin.
Anyway, even though he’s two years younger, he’s superior to Pikurutz in everything.
That’s Ezeron.
“Anyway, just get up! And go ‘nut-gathering’! If you don’t hurry, the magical creatures will eat all the ‘spirit tree nuts’! When you’ve gathered 20, co back for breakfast! Now, go, go!”
Perhaps she noticed that she had inadvertently hit a nerve with her stray remark.
Pikurutz’s mother, embarrassed, hurriedly made him stand up and handed him a pharmacist’s robe.
Pikurutz, his mood completely gloomy, put on the robe, slung a shoulder bag over his shoulder, wrapped a belt around his waist, and tucked a magical power recovery potion into it.
He’s carrying his bible in his shoulder bag.
He can’t leave it in his room, he doesn’t want it to be burned.
“Well, Mom, I’m going.”
Pikurutz, having prepared himself in his own way, said that in a listless voice, and left the room.
His reddish-brown hair, reaching to his shoulders, is still ssy from sleep.
Seeing that, Pikurutz’s mother sighed, her eyebrows lowered… and scratched her head—Polipoli.
【Sakura】
A forr reincarnated person.
She could communicate with monsters through 【Telepathy】, and beca the progenitor of Familiar Tars.
She had many tad magical creatures, including the Pale Pink Dragon, Oka, and went on great adventures, which were compiled into an adventure story.
Refer to Arc 11.
【Familiar Tar】
A person who tas and controls magical creatures, using them to do various things.
A Familiar Tar who appeared in the story is the Monster Master, who appeared in Arc 13.
In a broad sense, the transporters Harishurap and Barishdop, who appeared in Arc 26, are also Familiar Tars.
TL Note: I edited so terms used in chapter 175 for more consistency.
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