I Became The Rabbit Swordsman In A Novel

an towards me, and

“Arje? No, stop, stop!”

She started to tickle my sides.
I couldn’t get enough strength from how ticklish I was, so I couldn’t help but stay helpless.

“I’m sorry! I really am!”

So it was that time when I could barely get a hold of myself from getting tickled by Arje.

Knock knock.

Someone knocked on the door politely, and then Arje got off of me immediately and coughed as if it never happened.

“Yes, who is it?”

Arje replied politely as if she had been sitting the whole time.

“Ha…..”

I thought in bed, whether the Arje I just saw was her true self, or if she had gone crazy.

“Our captain says that if the bunny, I mean Miss Aris, is awake, to see her inside her room.”

A voice of a pirate sent the message.

“To see Aris?”

Arje looked over at me.

“Aris is a little busy right now.”

Arje didn’t seem like she was ready to let me go.

“No, it’s fine.
I will be back.”
 

But to look for me at such a late hour, it must be something important.
 
“Aris, are you going to go dressed like that?”

Arje looked at me with a surprised face.
Right, I was in pajamas.

“I can wear a coat over it or whatever.”

I wore a coat on top.
It should work.

“And Aris, you wouldn’t know because you just woke up, but it’s late.
Wouldn’t it be better to see her the next day?”

“It’s okay.
I will be right back.”
 
When I got dressed, Arje just sighed that she couldn’t help me from going.

“Well if you say so, please return safely.
I will be in bed.”
 
Arje just yawned and went over to the bed, as if she was not interested in coming along or persisting longer.
I felt this from earlier, but was she sulking?

“Arhe, are you upset that I reacted that way earlier?”

I apologized before heading out.
From her standpoint, she was just trying to help and I overreacted.

“Oh, that? Pshh.
I was just messing with you.
Don’t worry about it.”

…Of course.
I was glad that Arje wasn’t hurt or mad at my reaction.
I learned my lesson from this event to think of myself as a female body: to not think it’s weird when Arje changes me, as I wouldn’t feel awkward if a man had changed me when I was a man.

Click.

I cracked open the door.

“Hmm.”

The sailor turned his head after seeing my attire, even though I had a coat over it.

“Mary called me, right? Take me to her.”

“Ah, yes.”

And so I followed the pirate to the captain’s deck.

“Captain, Miss Aris is here.”

As I waited in front of the captain’s room, I could feel the stares of the other pirates.
Maybe it was because the pajamas were too loose?

“Tell her to come inside.”

And when I entered the room, there was a giant table with settings of various vegetables, greens, meat and wine.

“Welcome, our hero! The bunny who killed the eary!”

Mary looked at me and smiled after pouring a glass of wine.

“You have no sense of shame, I guess because you are a bunny!”

Mary laughed at my attire.

“What does shame have to do with being a bunny?”

I sat on a nearby chair and questioned Mary’s comment.

“I mean, it’s okay because I am a woman, but all the other guys are male.
This is also a ship.”

“So?”

I knew what Mary was saying, but I still pretended to be clueless.

“You might get something to cry about if the guys go crazy.”

Then Mary looked at me with an exaggerated expression, as if she was trying to make a scary face.
It was too funny to be frightened.
Also, Mary was fine being the only female, so I should be safe, too.

“Really? Then you, as the captain, should control the guys so something like that won’t happen.
Or else, your guys will cry after losing their important parts.”

“What a bluff.”

“I’m not bluffing.”

I really wasn’t bluffing.
I would really do it.

“Hahaha! That’s the bunny I like.
You must be hungry after waking up, right? Dive in.”

Mary pushed the plate with a bunch of vegetables towards my direction.

“Why is everyone so eager to feed me grass?”

I brought one of the steaks on Mary’s side over to my plate.

“You eat meat? Interesting.”

She was definitely stereotyping my race.

“Whatever, I don’t think you called me here to feed me a late night snack.
You called me to ask about the treasure, right?”

Mary wouldn’t treat me without expecting something.

“You are quick to take a hint.
As expected of someone who has killed an elf.”

Mary picked up her glass with a satisfied expression.

“So, where do we have to go to get the treasure?”

After I finished eating a slice of steak, I mentioned the name of the place that Jarrod visited.

“The treasure is located at the island of lost spirits.”

Mary froze up, as expected, and she dropped her glass of wine.

“I think I heard wrong.
Where?”
 
I shrugged my shoulders and repeated.

“Can humans not hear well with their tiny ears? The island of l-o-s-t s-o-u-l-s.”

“Oh god.”
 
Mary looked at me in disbelief, but the wine was already spilled.