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(Translation) Emma Turns Into a Bunny Again [His POV Story]

Gilbert's new (120k🙃) bonus-story for the My Honey's a Bunny event. The actual title of the story is "How to Properly Keep a Baby Rabbit."

Contains some sexual content. MDNI.

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I was spending my days in contentment after bringing the little rabbit home from Rhodolite when this happened.

Gilbert: ......

(A rabbit...)

I'd fallen ill last night and decided to sleep in a separate room from Emma so she wouldn't notice.

But when I came to meet her this morning what I found instead was an actual rabbit.

The color of its hair and eyes were exactly the same as Emma's.

And the dress I'd gifted her earlier was now carelessly spread out on the floor.

Gilbert: [still shocked] Did you go and turn into a rabbit again?

When asked this, Emma began to nod repeatedly.

(Well this sure takes me back...)

Back when I'd been staying in Rhodolite, a rather unexpected event had occurred where Emma had turned into a rabbit.

I'd ultimately concluded it to be a dream at the time, and I was sure I was probably dreaming this time around, too.

However, dream or not, that didn't change the fact that Emma was now a rabbit.

Gilbert: Hehe, are you sure it's alright not to run from me this time?

(Even though you were so blatantly scared the last time.)

When I knelt down on the floor, Emma rushed over to me in a series of hops and began nuzzling my knee.

But then she suddenly froze-up for whatever reason and instead began repeatedly tapping me with her front paws.

(I can't really tell what you're trying to say, but... you're being so cute that it makes me want to immediately go get a cage ready for you.)

I picked up Emma the very literal little rabbit with my hands and raised her to my eye-level.

Her rabbit ears twitched as though she were trying to convey something to me.

Gilbert: Is there something you want to tell me?

With another series of nods, Emma took her short little paw and pointed to her own mouth.

(Oh, I see...)

[Flashback to his original event story]

Emma: H-hey, wait... I turned back...

Emma: ...Hold on, I'm naked!?

Gilbert: Completely naked.

[End flashback]

(If I recall correctly, it'd been a kiss that time that had returned her to her original form.)

Her cute, round eyes now were insisting I bring our faces closer.

Getting a request from such an adorable creature would make anyone want to do whatever it asked.

(However...)

Gilbert: I'm going prove to you that I still love you all the same even as a rabbit. Which is why... you understand, don't you?

(I won't let you kiss me that easily.)

Even though I understood what Emma was flying into a panic over trying to tell me, I hid that acknowledgement behind a smile.

(Wouldn't it be a waste to have you turn back right away when you're this cute?)

Gilbert: It's almost time, little rabbit.

Gilbert: I'm inviting some nobles from the region over today. I figure it's been a while since I've played the Conquering King.

After securing the little rabbit in my breast-pocket so she wouldn't fall, I began walking.

I felt like even the depressing stuff about to come could be enjoyable in itself with the little rabbit at my side.

I sat on the vile throne and gazed down upon the nobles bowing their heads.

Every time I assumed this position, I was reminded that I wasn't a man but a beast.

But I had the little rabbit sitting all small and quiet on my lap today, and so my mind was at peace.

(Looks like the nobles and soldiers alike are curious about Emma.)

Not that any of them would say a word about it.

Because they were quite aware that any imprudent remark here and now would only result in immediate beheading.

Gilbert: [grinning] Well, then, shall we start?

Gilbert: I've gathered you all here today for no other reason than to discuss the smuggling reports I've received.

The atmosphere grew tense at once.

I gently stroked the little rabbit with my palm when she, too, stiffened.

Gilbert: Those who have any idea about what I'm talking about should step forward now.

Gilbert: I'm in a good mood today. Which means as long as you don't lie, I might actually show a bit of mercy, you know?

Baron: My gravest apologies, Lord Gilbert.

One of the nobles bowing their heads rubbed his forehead against the floor.

Baron: It's true that we discovered a smuggling route within our territory. However, our house is not involved with it in any way whatsoever.

Baron: The matter is currently under investigation, and I have a progress report with me.

Baron: I'm truly sorry for not reporting it before you—

Gilbert: Oh, no, no, I wasn't talking about you.

Gilbert: My words were directed at the man groveling beside you.

Baron: Huh...

Earl: ...T-this is my first time learning about any smuggling—

Gilbert: Ohh, so that's what you're going with.

Gilbert: I was especially trying to show you mercy today, but what a shame.

(Even though I don't want to scare the little rabbit too much.)

When I turned my gaze to my lap I found the little rabbit looking up at me with worry.

(Are you worried about me or are you worried about the man? ...Because if it's the latter, I'll have no choice but to kill him.)

I gave her chin a little tickle as my way of saying things would be okay.

Gilbert: Earl, you used someone else's territory and then tried to pin the blame on them.

Gilbert: It's the deception that Obsidian so adores. But unfortunately, deception is also the very thing I despise most in this world.

Gilbert: I'll ask you one more time, though. Do you really not know anything about the smuggling?

Earl: ......

The man turned pale and held his tongue as I unleashed my murderous intent.

This was common behavior among liars.

Gilbert: ...I see. That's fine, then.

Gilbert: I don't want my adorable little rabbit to have to see any blood. And besides, it's not like there's really any clear evidence to begin with, right?

The earl's blatant show of relief was all-too-easy to understand.

Gilbert: But you know, it's your fault my precious little rabbit is so scared.

Gilbert: To be this frightened... Poor little thing.

(It's probably because of the murderous intent I'd unleashed... But he was the one who made me do so in the first place.)

Perhaps it was animal instinct that made her so sensitive to murderous intent that wasn't even directed at her.

The little rabbit trembled, but when I stroked my fingers between her ears, her tiny face nuzzled closer to me.

(Crap, I'm gonna smile.)

Gilbert: [managing to keep his cool] Well, at any rate, you're at fault for scaring my rabbit.

Earl: Lord Gilbert...?

Gilbert: Therefore, guilty. Of a grave crime on top of that. Put him in jail, Roderic.

Roderic: Yes, sir!

Earl: Wait a minute! No matter how you look at it, this is just—

Gilbert: Huh, what's that? You dare complain against me?

As I presented my usual smile, the room fell into silence at once.

(Let's see about detaining him on charges of intimidation of a rabbit until he comes clean.)

(...I'll handle whatever comes after when the little rabbit isn't looking... Hehe.)

Once the deceitful man was taken away, not one of the remaining nobles tried making eye-contact with me.

The only one who looked at me straight-on was the little rabbit.

(Another worried reaction.)

(...Is she telling me to show the man mercy? And yet that's not what I'm sensing.)

(What could it be, this unease...)

Baron: ...Lord Gilbert, we...

Gilbert: Oh, I'm finished with my business here, so feel free to retire. Thank you for your hard work.

Gilbert: But do keep this in mind.

Gilbert: —I will never tolerate corruption and deceit. Each and every one of you should give yourselves a good look if you wish to live a long life.

(You guys are my deception reserve group, after all.)

All the gathered nobles saluted in a panic and left the throne room with pale faces.

Gilbert: Come, little rabbit. I'm sorry for scaring you. I'll bathe you thoroughly as an apology.

Once the audience ended, I immediately put together a hot bath out of concern that I'd exposed her to a filthy atmosphere.

(Although half of it's just my mischievous spirit.)

Surprisingly, the little rabbit didn't show any restraint.

She obediently immersed herself in the hot water in the basin while firmly keeping her head raised.

(She still seems worried even though we left the throne room. ...Am I just imagining things?)

Gilbert: You hated this so much the last time, little rabbit. ...Aren't you embarrassed?

After I lathered my hands with plant-based soap and began stroking it along the little rabbit's fur, her eyes narrowed in relaxation.

(You have complete trust in me nowadays.)

After rinsing her with hot water, I wrapped her small body in a towel.

But just as I did, the little rabbit suddenly began flailing around violently.

Gilbert: Ahaha, are you only now getting embarrassed?

(I wonder if I accidentally touched some place funny.)

I gently held her close to my chest so I wouldn't drop her.

Taking that momentary advantage, the little rabbit nimbly hopped from my arms until the tip of her nose touched my lips.

(Oh...)

Emma: Whoa!

The rabbit turned into a person right before my eyes.

I obviously wasn't going to be surprised by this in the event it happened a second time.

But I couldn't help but stare fixedly when a wet, naked body appeared before me.

Emma: ....Please don't look at me like that.

Gilbert: [grins] I washed every inch of you, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about at this stage now, right?

Gilbert: But I definitely got careless there, didn't I.

(I never imagined I'd fall for such a basic trap.)

In normal cases I would have absolutely picked up on the little rabbit's ploy.

Gilbert: ...I'm disappointed in myself.

Emma: Hya—

A cute sound spilled from her lips when I bit her neck.

Whether she was a person or an animal, the little rabbit was utterly adorable.

Gilbert: I wonder if a rabbit will listen properly to whatever you say if you train it?

I slid my lips from her neck to her collarbone before descending to her breasts and gently biting the tip.

As I rolled her nipple with the tip of my tongue while taking in the soap's pleasant fragrance, Emma hurriedly tried to push my forehead away with her hand.

Gilbert: [smiling] What is it?

When I peered into her face I found her eyes wavering and trembling with worry, just like when she'd been an animal.

Emma: Gil...

Emma placed a hand on my forehead while looking like she might start crying at any moment.

Emma: I knew it... You have a fever!

Gilbert: [surprised] ......

Emma: Are you saying you didn't notice? Even though you're this hot to the touch?

(Ah... So that was the meaning behind the little rabbit's gaze.)

Gilbert: Hehe, or maybe I'm just aroused from seeing you naked?

Emma: That's ridiculous. Your hands are always cold when you undress me.

Emma: Let's head to bed at once!

Gilbert: When you put it like that—

Emma: I don't mean it in a pervy way, I genuinely just want you to rest!

Emma pulled my hand and forcefully dragged me to bed.

(...I'm okay, though...)

But just like that, I was laid against the sheets and put to bed.

Gilbert: [smiles] Little rabbit.

Emma: Do you need medicine?

Gilbert: ....Yes. That's right, I need medicine.

I swallowed what I was actually going to say and instead pulled Emma under the covers with me.

Gilbert: Hehe... I have an all-purpose medicine right here, so I imagine I'll get better in no time?

Emma: ...I pray that's what happens.

Emma nuzzled her face into my chest the same way she had when she'd been a rabbit.

She must have clearly noticed how fond the beast was of such an act.

(Baby rabbits are the weakest of creatures in this world.)

(Eaten up by beasts right away, and seeming like they'll die at the slightest thing...)

(Even so, you were the only one.)

(I met with loads of people today, but you were the only one who looked me in the eye and noticed something was wrong.)

(The brave and kind-hearted little rabbit...)

I hugged her hard. Tightly.

(Please let me feel that this isn't a dream.)

~fin

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If it really is a dream again this time around, then he's having this dream while sleeping, sick, in a separate room. And even though he chose to do so because he didn't want Emma to notice that he's sick, this dream shows that what he actually wants is the exact opposite. I mean, it's Gilbert. Of course that's what he wants. To be comforted. And to catch Emma naked.

I hope he wakes up in Emma's arms. And I hope he gets scolded for trying to hide how he was feeling.

Disclaimer: I just throw stuff into translators online, so accuracy is not guaranteed. References: こくこく 1 | わけでもない 1 | この俺 1 | ともなれば 1 2 | やましい 1

#thank you for translating AND getting the story #120k is no joke 😭🙏🏼#your patience is unparalleled

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Alfons Sylvatica

1st Year Birthday Story: A hollow mirror hides the truth in momentary pleasures.

So much goodness of Alfons' inner monologue. We learn more about him in a roundabout way. I just love the mix of naughty, sexy and sad. That cg is so pretty, I could have a full feature of Al and Kate making out with that backdrop. OOPS forgot to mention it's NSFW. 👀

I spent forever tinkering with some lines, and I'm still on the fence with how much of Al's formal speech I want to incorporate so here's a general comment that I might edit this and other stories.

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Alfons: "You said you wanted to celebrate, didn't you?"

Kate: "I've never heard of celebrating with alcohol and hookah in a place like this..."

Sitting in a corner of a small, dimly lit private room of the local 'watering hole,' Kate chastised me in a hushed voice.

Alfons: "Ha-ha! Did you really think you were going to have a wholesome birthday party in a cake shop?" 🎶

Alfons: "Now, move closer if you'd be so kind."

Kate: "..... what? Why do I have to get on your lap ......?"

Alfons: "Because it's more fun this way, of course. You're so uncouth."

Alfons: "I'm a selfless man, but... you sincerely wished to celebrate with me."

Alfons: "I'm sure I'll make you feel thoroughly entertained."

Kate: "....ugh!"

(How sweet of her not to curse at me this instant)

Until now, dear 'Robin' had to lead a truly peaceful existence in that good world of hers.

(I have no idea how she found out about my birthday or why she wanted to celebrate it)

I had no reason to refuse if she just wanted to have a good time.

(Even more so if it is a moment of entertainment to comfort her in her challenging life with the crown)

Alfons: "If you want to celebrate with me, forget all the difficulties and think only of pleasure."

I wrapped my arms around her waist and let my fingers roam her spine, making her squirm and look flustered.

Kate: "Ah... no, you can't...! Not in here."

Alfons: "Oh? But it's good because it's 'here'."

Kate: "Eh...?"

Alfons: "You didn't follow me because you thought I was a gentleman who would protect your chastity, did you?"

Alfons: "Dressed so cute, you're like a cake on display."

Kate: "That's because you said we were going to a party."

Alfons: "I wasn't lying, 'Party' is the name of the venue."

Kate: "Wha.... nn!"

A strong shiver ran through her body as I moved my fingers over her bare arms.

Alfons: "Heh... I like your body. It's honest."

Kate: "Ugh, I'm going home."

Alfons: "You're so cold. Then, let's say I spend my birthday alone."

Alfons: "I declined all invitations for tonight because you said you would celebrate with me..."

Kate: "...um."

(Well, it's not true)

I wouldn't make any special arrangements with anyone just because it was my birthday.

Kate: "...will you promise me that you won't do anything indecent?"

Alfons: "I can't promise that. I'm often told that even my presence is indecent."

~~~

Later, after laughing at her choking on hookah and providing her with the most indecent step-by-step instructions, we arrived at home---

Perhaps it was the sweet and easy-drinking quality of the coctails, but their hefty alcohol content left her completely drunk.

~~~

Alfons: "Right. Here we are, Kate."

Kate: "Mhm.... thank you..."

After carrying her into her room, I slowly lowered her onto the bed.

As I gently brushed her hair away from her flushed cheeks, she narrowed her eyes in pleasure.

(Ah, so defenseless...)

(You're a bit too soft to live in the dark)

(Even if you're cautious, you'll still get hurt the moment you stick your head out)

I was sure there would be a lot of turmoil in her life from now on.

( ...... I can at least accompany you on a momentary diversion like today's)

Kate: "I'm sorry... Alfons... your birthday..."

Kate: "Happy birthday, congratula...tions."

Alfons: "Ah, you're slurring. Please, say it again cause it's awfully cute."

Kate: "Ugh... you're horrible..."

(What're you like... Since you're comfortably drunk, I should leave you alone, though...)

I sighed, looking at Kate, now dazed and shaking painfully.

I took off one of my gloves and gently touched her hot nape.

Alfons: "You are not drunk. Your head is clear, and you don't feel dizzy."

Kate: "....., .....ah....."

As I twisted reality with my power to forcibly alter perception, Kate's eyes immediately became clear again.

Kate: "I'm... feeling better, thank you."

Alfons: "To be clear, you just don't have symptoms. That doesn't mean I got rid of the alcohol from your system."

Kate: "This ability... It's really amazing."

She pondered on something in silence, then looked straight at me.

Alfons: "... what is it?"

Kate: "Do you use it to make everyone... feel at ease?"

Alfons: "Yes, well. Depends on the situation."

Kate: "Won't they become... over reliant on you, when you're showing them convenient illusions in times of distress?"

Alfons: "People like that certainly exist amongst them."

Kate: "...What do you do in such situations?

Alfons: "I have a contingency plan."

Kate: "Which is..?"

Alfons: "I just walk away."

Alfons: "People are surprisingly forgetful when you distance yourself."

Alfons: "Though I'm careful not to get them to the point of dependendency. It's too much trouble."

Kate: "...Still, why are you showing illusions like these...?"

Alfons: "One needs a little bit of entertainment in life, don't you agree?"

Kate: "... This sounds strangely altruistic."

Alfons: "Indeed. I'm the epitome of altruism."

Kate: "But it's irresponsible to run away."

Alfons: "Yeah, I'm also an irresponsible arsehole."

Kate: "Seriously..."

Kate: "That's how you keep me from getting too involved."

(---ah)

(She's far too observant)

Her direct gaze made me flinch at times.

Ever since she arrived at the castle, her heart has been busy with worries and fears.

She tried to confront things far too seriously, considering that, after all, it was only for a limited time.

Despite being fragile and soft, she had the strength to face her fear of getting hurt...

I was envious and, at the same time, a little --- scared.

Kate: "I thought I'd get an idea of who you are by asking you about your birthday memories, but..."

Kate: "With alcohol and hookah... and your indecent pranks... you managed to dodge it, didn't you?"

Alfons: "I like the term 'indecent pranks'. The way it sounds..."

Kate: "... see? You're doing it again..."

It couldn't be helped since the truth was nowhere to be found.

(Even the fact that today is my birthday I made it up on the day I met El)

I didn't even know my real birthday. Or where I was born. Not even my real name.

But I had no intention of seeking the truth.

(Whatever the truth is, eventually --)

Kate: "I'm... very interested in you."

Alfons: "Isn't it natural to be interested in indecent things?"

Kate: "No, it's not! That's not all...!"

Kate: "It's because sometimes your face looks empty --- just like now."

(... empty face)

(Mine...?)

Kate: "Therefore...... I'm curious as to why."

(-- ah)

(As expected, she's scary)

For a moment, I felt like I was about to be exposed, so I deliberately took a step back.

Alfons: "I'm touched that you were concerned about me."

She pursed her lips in frustration, as if she sensed that I was not going to answer her question.

Kate: "...I guess I didn't get to celebrate your birthday much today."

Kate: "Before we call it a day, is there anything you would like me to do?"

That was at least something I could respond to, feeling a growing sense of danger, heightened by her strong, searching gaze.

(I want her to have a hard time)

(I don't want her looking straight at me anymore)

Softly reaching my hand out, I touched the unprotected nape of her neck.

Kate: "... what---"

Alfons: "`Isn't it customary to kiss someone when celebrating their birthday?`"

Her strong gaze wavered and became dull.

Kate: "....ah,... "

Kate: "Yes, you're right... Sorry, I don't know how could I forget?"

(Yes, this is good)

(Once she wakes up from this illusion... she will have no desire to search for the truth about me)

Alfons: "It can happen to anyone... Now, come here, please."

As I lay down on her bed and invited her to join me, I could see Kate's throat go up and down.

She straddled me, lifting up her pretty, cake-like dress.

Alfons: "...passionately, please?"

Kate: "....yes....mn..."

A kiss with the sweet scent of a hookah.

When I pushed the tip of my tongue into her mouth, her shoulders shook in surprise --- followed by her enthusiastic response.

As I teased her inside, she reacted with honesty, guiding me to her pleasure spots.

Kate: "ah....ha.....?"

Her eyes wavered in confusion as I reached under her dress and stroked her thighs.

Was she already accustomed to 'indecent pranks' or had she become less vigilant?

Maybe it was because of the innocent wish to give me a passionate birthday kiss...

I was able to caress her body with little resistance.

(....how far will she let me go?)

(I only made her believe it was 'okay' to kiss me)

Kate: "Mm.....nn, n....!"

(She's so adorable)

I traced over her secret area through the underwear and slid my finger into the gap where the fabric had been shifted.

The kisses became more and more intense as I teased her wet spot ---

Kate: "Nn, no...!"

The moment I slipped my finger inside her, she recoiled and pushed back my chest.

Kate: "Birthday celebrations... are supposed to be just kisses, right!?"

She said so in a loud voice --

Kate: "....huh!? T-that... I-I..."

She seemed to realize the abnormality of her statement and suddenly put her hand over her mouth.

Katie: "What am I......doing now?"

Alfons: "What, you ask? Isn't it obvious...? It's a kiss to celebrate my birthday. Very passionate, I might add."

Kate: "What!? Why..."

She looked down at her body with a mixture of turmoil, pleasure and shame.

Kate: "Please remove your finger..."

Alfons: "Are you sure? Where it is right now... says not to pull it out."

Kate: "You used your ability....?"

Alfons: "Yes. I just fancied you to do my bidding."

Kate: "...!?"

Kate: "....You wanted me to kiss you?"

Her eyes twitched slightly in anticipation of the truth.

(...Please, don't look at me like that)

(You know it's going to hurt)

Alfons: "--No? I only wanted to toy with you using my power."

Kate: "...."

She glared at me with eyes still moist with pleasure.

(Pathetic and cute)

(I want this terrible experience make her forget about my birthday)

(I won't let her in)

Into my past, into my future, into my heart.

If I let her, who was fragile and gentle, step in too deep ---

I'm sure I would leave her with scars that never fade.

(There's only room for momentary pleasures between us)

(It's best for me and her that this doesn't go any further)

Alfons: "You have my sincere thanks for the birthday wishes."

In a daze, she watched me leave the room.

~~~

The reflection of my lips on the windowpane showed traces of her rouge.

(She went so far as to put on beautiful makeup just because she was going to a party with me... how adorable)

Why did I make her kiss me when there were other ways to keep her from getting too close?

Kate: "....You wanted me to kiss you?"

(... not a chance)

Alfons: "Impossible."

Traced with my fingertips, the red colour spread to the skin,

From the mark that would disappear by tomorrow morning --

I couldn't take my eyes off it for some reason.

~~~

The letter

#he's so bad...#i want him

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