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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: JayM
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Mars stared at the ‘boy,’ who had been Skar just moments ago, with trembling eyes.
The well-defined muscles and the sharp, intimidating aura of a barbarian had vanished, replaced by…
A cute boy.
Flowing black hair.
Flawless white skin and large, round eyes like a young deer.
Handsome, with a beauty mark under his eye that added a touch of allure.
He was slightly taller than Kubo, the dwarf priest, but shorter than Mars himself.
All these factors combined to evoke a protective instinct within him.
A protective instinct?
‘Am I crazy?’
While Mars was in shock…
Jeong Yoo-shin was looking down at his arms.
“Wh-What? My muscles…!”
The sight of his soft, slender arms made him dizzy.
All that effort…
The battle-hardened, compressed muscles he had meticulously sculpted over the past six months while enduring a hellish training regimen were gone in an instant.
He was shorter too.
Jeong Yoo-shin didn’t realize it, but his pants had slipped down, revealing the outline of his rather impressive manhood beneath his underwear.
“S-Skar, what the hell?! Did you get a Pretty Boy imprint or something?! How is this even…?”
Kubo, the dwarf priest, was also speechless from shock.
“I-I don’t know.”
A thin, clear voice escaped Jeong Yoo-shin’s lips.
Kubo wanted to cover his ears.
The man who had fought like a demon while setting his own arm on fire was gone, replaced by a beautiful boy babbling innocently.
A priest and a guard, sensing the party’s bewilderment, approached them.
“…What happened?”
“N-Nothing… One of our companions turned into a boy.”
Iron Mask stepped forward and answered.
The priest looked down at Jeong Yoo-shin.
His bright, innocent eyes made the priest’s heart flutter.
Seeing the boy’s tearful face as he clutched his falling pants evoked a strong protective instinct within the priest.
“Ahem, ahem!!! You can’t just stand here at the exit portal. It’s best to go to the guild exchange office, report the completion of your request, and then talk somewhere else.”
“Alright.”
The party members gathered their belongings and were about to leave the magic circle, but they stopped because of Jeong Yoo-shin.
“It’s heavy.”
Jeong Yoo-shin struggled to lift his pack.
The backpack was dragging along the ground, but that was all. It would take forever to move it out of the magic circle.
It was because he had packed his broken armor, helmet, and longsword inside.
And he had to keep clutching his loose pants at the same time.
His oversized walker boots also made it difficult for him to move.
Moving his pack was practically impossible.
“Ahem. I’ll help.”
Iron Mask cleared his throat and picked up Jeong Yoo-shin’s pack.
Jeong Yoo-shin beamed and patted Iron Mask’s waist.
“Iron Mask, you’re the best. Thank you.”
Jeong Yoo-shin’s party left the exit portal and headed to the exchange office.
The explorers inside the exchange office stared at Jeong Yoo-shin, dumbfounded.
“Is that a barbarian?”
“He’s so pretty. Aren’t they all supposed to be burly men?”
“Seriously?! How can he be so beautiful?! Did he get some kind of imprint?”
‘I can hear you.’
Jeong Yoo-shin frowned.
They went to the exchange office and met with a guild receptionist. They reported the completion of the temple request and received their reward.
Jeong Yoo-shin looked up at the female receptionist and spoke hesitantly.
“Excuse me…”
“Y-Yes.”
The receptionist blushed and looked down at him.
“Do you have a mirror? I want to see what I look like.”
“Y-Yes!”
The receptionist jumped up and rushed into the office.
Crash, bang, boom!!!
After a brief commotion and some arguing, the receptionist came back out.
“You can come in here.”
The receptionist, tucking her brown hair behind her ear, glanced at Jeong Yoo-shin.
“Thank you.”
“Gasp?!”
The receptionist froze for a moment and then shook her head vigorously.
“No. Thank you… Today’s the day.”
???
The receptionist muttered something, but Jeong Yoo-shin didn’t hear her.
He entered the office and saw a full-length mirror. He was impressed by how clean it was.
He stood before the mirror, and his entire body was reflected for him to see.
“Huh…?!”
He had expected it when he saw his slender arms, but he looked exactly like he did when he was a child.
“Th-This… This is me when I was a kid.”
“Wh-What?!”
“It wasn’t a Pretty Boy imprint?!”
His party members were shocked.
Jeong Yoo-shin pouted.
“I’m sure of it. It’s a Youth imprint.”
He understood why his party members were so surprised.
He had been told that he looked like his mother when he was young.
A childhood memory suddenly surfaced in his mind.
He was sitting on the sofa, watching TV.
His father took a small bottle from his pocket and placed it on the dining table.
“[Son, come here.]”
“[Yes.]”
He approached the table and saw a bottle filled with a green liquid.
“[Drink this. It’s a growth potion.]”
“[Huh…?! You want me to drink this?]”
The ominously glowing green juice didn’t look like medicine at all.
“[Yes.]”
“[They say growth potions don’t work on people who aren’t meant to grow taller. And where did you get this? From that weird old man at the herbal medicine shop again? Dad, that’s weird. Teaching me weird massages and all that too.]”
“[It’s not a weird massage. Also don’t speak ill of him. He’s a wise man. And this potion is made with love by your mother and me. Of course, that old man helped a bit too.]”
“[I-I don’t want to.]”
“[You talk too much.]”
“[H-Huh…?!]”
He had somehow managed to drink the potion. And strangely, he had grown taller after that.
‘I miss those days.’
He snapped back to reality after reminiscing.
His party members were staring at him blankly.
“Stop staring. You’ll bore holes in my face.”
“Huh… Crazy. This is crazy.”
“This is cheating. This is unbelievable.”
Kubo and Mars, seemingly losing their minds, kept muttering incomprehensible things.
“Let’s go back to the inn. I’m tired. The request is complete, so let’s meet again later. Anyone want to carry my pack?”
“I’ll carry it.”
Iron Mask once again offered to carry Jeong Yoo-shin’s backpack.
The party agreed to meet later and parted ways in front of the exchange office.
Jeong Yoo-shin and Iron Mask walked down the street.
“…Is it true?”
Iron Mask whispered softly.
It was a sudden question, but Jeong Yoo-shin immediately understood what Iron Mask meant.
“Yes. Your brother is waiting. I didn’t say anything before because I thought you didn’t want to hear it.”
“I see.”
Iron Mask remained silent after that.
They passed through the Central District and arrived at the Southern District.
The townspeople were diligently working despite the hot summer weather.
Just then…
Someone saw Jeong Yoo-shin’s face and gasped.
“…Gasp?! How can someone be so beautiful?”
“Who is that? Who is he?! I’ve never seen him before. And he has black hair…”
“Stop it. It’s embarrassing.”
“M-Mom, you were staring too! And you were licking your lips! You’re so shameless!”
“Wh-What are you talking about?! Don’t be ridiculous!”
People gathered and whispered excitedly.
Jeong Yoo-shin, feeling self-conscious, clutched his pants and walked quickly.
He arrived at Dalmong’s inn.
Iron Mask placed his pack by the inn entrance.
“I’ll be going now.”
“Come in and have a drink.”
“No, I have to go to the Temple of the Wind Elemental God. I have something to check. See you later.”
“Really? Alright.”
Jeong Yoo-shin waved to Iron Mask and entered the inn.
Creak.
The door opened, revealing the familiar interior.
“Welcome. Huh?”
Karin, who had been approaching with her white shirt sleeves rolled up, stopped abruptly when she saw Jeong Yoo-shin.
Jeong Yoo-shin looked up at Karin.
Karin then spoke.
“Kid, where did you get that longsword? That’s Skar’s. Don’t tell me…?”
Karin’s expression slowly hardened.
“Karin, it’s me.”
Karin’s eyes widened.
Her red tail and ears stood on end.
“Wh-Who?”
“It’s me. Skar.”
“You’re Skar?!”
Hearing Karin’s shout, Tarman and Anne rushed out of the kitchen.
“Skar! You’re back? Huh?!”
Tarman and Anne also froze when they saw Jeong Yoo-shin.
“Karin, you said Skar was back, but who is this pretty boy? Or is it a girl?”
Tarman, who was confused, scratched his head.
Karin looked down at the small boy who barely reached her waist.
‘I can’t believe it.’
Flawless skin and a high-bridged nose.
Instead of sharp eyes, he had soft, down-turned eyes that evoked a woman’s maternal instinct.
His bright eyes sparkled like stars, sending shivers down her spine.
But he didn’t look entirely innocent. The beauty mark under his eye added a touch of allure.
‘Wait a minute.’
Looking closely, she could see traces of Skar’s features.
Realizing this, Karin’s breath hitched.
She had to restrain herself, but…
It was difficult.
‘I want to mark him.’
She wanted to push this small body to the ground, rub against his intimate areas, and meticulously cover him with her scent.
As Karin took a step forward, Jeong Yoo-shin took two steps back.
“K-Karin? What’s wrong? Your eyes are scary.”
“Pant. Pant. Skar? Can we talk in the courtyard for a bit?”
“Karin.”
Anne’s voice snapped Karin back to reality.
“S-Sorry.”
“Don’t be so surprised just because my appearance changed a bit. And Tarman, my backpack is by the entrance. Can you take it up to my room?”
“Yes, sir.”
Tarman, still looking puzzled, followed Jeong Yoo-shin’s instructions.
Jeong Yoo-shin struggled to climb onto a counter stool and sat down.
“Sigh, I’m tired. Anne, food.”
“Yes.”
Strangely, Anne didn’t seem suspicious at all.
Anne brought him a chilled tomato soup, sourdough bread with butter, and a hamburger steak topped with cheese.
Jeong Yoo-shin looked down at the food on the tray and spoke.
“Anne?”
“Yes, Skar.”
A strange flag was stuck in the hamburger steak.
“What’s with this flag?”
“Oh! I’m sorry. Do you not like it?”
“No. I’ll just eat it.”
They were treating him like a child.
Was Anne enjoying this? It was possible, considering her slightly mischievous nature.
Anne, Tarman, and Karin, instead of working, just stared at Jeong Yoo-shin as he ate.
Jeong Yoo-shin blushed slightly as he ate his tomato soup.
“Stop staring.”
“Skar, this is unbelievable.”
Tarman finally spoke up, voicing his disbelief.
“What’s unbelievable?”
“You’re saying that the person who single-handedly slaughtered those villains in the Eastern District looked this beautiful as a child?”
“Beautiful? I’m a man.”
“Oh, God, how can you be so unfair…”
Tarman muttered softly while looking up at the ceiling. He looked pale as if in shock.
Jeong Yoo-shin finished his meal and looked around.
The inn was packed with people. There were men and women of all ages present, but mostly women.
And they were all staring at him and whispering.
“Who is he?”
“Is he a barbarian boy? He’s incredibly beautiful. He’ll steal the hearts of all the virgins in the city.”
“Sister, I don’t think I can get married anymore.”
“Me neither.”
“Sigh.”
Jeong Yoo-shin sighed deeply. He didn’t think they would believe him even if he told them he was Skar.
He stood up.
“I’m going to rest upstairs. I’m tired. I’ll go to the temple tomorrow to check for imprints.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Get some rest.”
He went upstairs while being seen off by the crowd and entered his room. He saw his beloved bed.
He jumped onto the bed and buried himself in it.
Squish.
“Chirp!!!”
“Oh.”
Jeong Yoo-shin lifted the bed sheet and saw a white rat squirming.
It was Lin, Ingrid’s familiar.
“Lin! Where have you been?”
“Chirp?”
He carefully picked up Lin with both hands.
Lin, regaining her senses, tilted her head and looked at Jeong Yoo-shin’s face.
“What? Don’t you recognize me? That hurts.”
“Chirp, chirp?”
He poked Lin’s belly with his finger.
“Chirp!!!”
Lin quickly covered her belly.
“Do you still not know who I am?”
Jeong Yoo-shin’s eyes narrowed playfully.
Lin’s eyes widened as he patted her buttocks and gently rubbed her soft, pudding-like belly.
“Chirp? Chirp, chirp!”
“Do you recognize me now? It’s me, Skar.”
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!!!”
Lin clung to Jeong Yoo-shin like glue, rubbing against him enthusiastically.
She was being a bit too affectionate.
“Lin, it’s good to see you, but I’m tired. I’m going to sleep, so get off.”
“Chirp! Chirp, chirp!”
Lin wriggled her way into Jeong Yoo-shin’s shirt and settled down.
“I told you to get off, and you’re clinging to me even tighter. Aren’t you going a bit too deep?”
“Chirp!”
“Fine, do as you please.”
Jeong Yoo-shin lay back on his pillow and stared at the ceiling.
He had to meet Mion tomorrow, but he didn’t know what kind of face he should make.
He worried briefly but then gave up. He couldn’t come up with an answer.
‘Will she even believe me?’
Besides, he was exhausted from his long labyrinth exploration.
“Yawn.”
He closed his eyes, the soft, warm Lin nestled against him, and enjoyed the soft feel of the bed sheets.
Darkness quickly enveloped him.
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T/N – Ahahaha. Quite the funny chapter. I have a feeling the next few will also be hilarious.
So, the MC was a pretty boy as a kid, but barbarian daddy didn’t approve of his sissy-like look so he gave his son a growth potion. Well, judging by how unfit the MC was at the beginning, I feel like the potion didn’t work all that well. It did make him taller, I’ll give him that.
If you find any mistakes, feel free to point them out in the comments.
Prince Canute from vinland saga situation