Chapter 8: The Scion of the World Tree in a Fierce Survival Struggle with Beavers
“Oh, I got an email from the former Demon Lord Spacious.”
[Why would a Demon Lord who had a miserable life and died a pitiful death because of you send you an email?]
“He says that after his tragic death, he reincarnated in another world through a different dispatch company.”
[This is not a dispatch company. If I dispatched talent like you, I’d be sued.]
“I think I have a decent track record. I’ve defeated many Demon Lords and Heroes.”
[I won’t deny that, but there’s a thing called ‘methodology.’]
“Even though we had a history, we bonded over the shared experience of striking down that God he hated, so we exchanged contact info.”
[Timelines in this field tend to get messy, so I’d prefer you refrain from contacting other worlds.]
“They get messy?”
[As long as it’s within my jurisdiction, it’s fine, but when other Gods perform reincarnations, the timelines can shift.]
“Well, I haven’t contacted him once, so it’s fine.”
[How cold. Still, I have a bad feeling about this.]
“Not at all. Apparently, he was active as a successor to a Demon Lord again, traveling the world.”
[He has the know-how, I suppose.]
“He said it was a total cakewalk thanks to a finishing move from a Cheat Skill.”
[I can’t say I approve of that.]
“His activities have settled down, and he’s now living happily with the woman he loves.”
[Well, that’s good to hear.]
“By the way, his form is a Sockeye Salmon.”
[My bad feeling was spot on. He’s probably going to go for another round.]
“Amazing, you can see the future, Goddess-sama? I respect that.”
[If you’re being serious, I’m worried about your mental state.]
“A Sockeye Salmon, huh… Reminds me of Sockeye Salmon-shishou, who taught me the Purgatory Great Flame Thunderous Underworld Kick.”
[For someone with such a good memory, you’re incredibly slow on the uptake.]
※ For a protagonist who is quick on the uptake, please check out the protagonist of “Wanting To Live Safely In Another World Syndrome.”
“Now then, I’ll reincarnate so I don’t lose to him.”
[Don’t try to make words that show up in less than ten results in an exact match search trendy.]
“Now, rummaging through the Suggestion Box… from Maroyaka-san: [The Scion of the World Tree in a Fierce Survival Struggle with Beavers].”
[That is a very specific request.]
“The ‘Fierce’ part sounds difficult.”
[I see several other parts that look much more difficult.]
“No, no, there’s a fatal flaw in this prompt. The identity of the enemy force is known in advance. If I look up the weaknesses of beavers on the internet now, it’ll be easy. …No way, I can’t find any.”
[You’re the idiot. Why would a normal animal have a specific ‘weakness’ listed like that?]
“You’re telling me to fight an opponent with no weaknesses? That is fierce.”
[Don’t just use the prompt as an excuse. Now, let’s decide the options.]
“Is there such a thing as ‘Anti-Beaver Attack’?”
[No.]
“Anti-Beaver Resistance?”
[No.]
“Beaver-rear?”
[No. If you keep fooling around, I’ll kick you out with zero options.]
“They’re just rodents after all. Even without Cheat Skills, I’ll ‘gnaw-gnaw’ them down!”
[I’m so annoyed by that unprecedentedly lame joke that I’m limiting you to three options.]
“Oh, how ‘fierce’!”
[Saying the word doesn’t make it so. Two left.]
“Oh, Most Beautiful Goddess in the World, please grant me your kind mercy!”
[I suppose it can’t be helped. Three left.]
“Yes! Easy.”
[One left.]
“Darn it!”
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[I wonder how he’s doing. Was it too cruel to send him off with only one option when it wasn’t even a Cheat?]
“I’m back!”
[So you failed after all?]
“It was close, but it was fun.”
[My worries were for nothing. Well, let’s hear the report.]
“I was born as a scion of the World Tree, Yggdrasilo.”
[The name sounds like a knock-off.]
“This is me three days after birth.”
[Let’s see… it’s just a sprout in a flowerpot.]
“A precious nude photo.”
[I refuse to recognize this as ‘nude.’]
“It took decades to grow properly, so let’s skip that part and talk about the world.”
[You were a tree, after all. And you were in a fierce struggle with beavers, right?]
“Yes. The world was built around my father, the World Tree Yggdrasilo. My many brothers surrounded him as a vast forest, looking up at our giant father.”
[A bit of a fairy-tale world image.]
“But one day, war broke out due to a beaver army that suddenly appeared.”
[I’m fine with a beaver army, but I’m curious how trees fought a war.]
“Wood you like to know?”
[If you make another pun like that, I will plant you in the ground and leave you there until you turn into a vegetable.]
“Terrifying. The trees could communicate with animals via telepathy, so the forest animals lent us their strength.”
[That’s encouraging. Or rather, if deer and bears are helping, wouldn’t the beavers have no chance?]
“The beavers were armed with modern weaponry.”
[Fierce indeed. And these beavers were… ?]
“Bipedal, with advanced linguistic communication, high learning capacity, and a magnificent military with a built-in hierarchy.”
[Aren’t those just humans?]
“Their staple food is wood.”
[They’re beavers.]
“Beasts have no chance against firearms; the war was going poorly.”
[But the beasts were the enemy, weren’t they?]
“However, once their goal was known to be the World Tree, all the creatures of the world cooperated.”
[Beavers vs. The World… what a brutal setup.]
“But many species went extinct under the beavers’ onslaught.”
[Just like humans, aren’t they?]
“Humans went extinct 800 years before I was born.”
[The last hope was already gone. Beaver evolution is terrifying.]
“They were New Beavers created by a researcher who tried to make talking beavers.”
[Human hubris creates nothing but tragedy.]
“Seeing my outer brothers being eaten from the feet up one after another was like an R18+ splatter movie.”
[I’m pretty sure you could broadcast that during prime time.]
“Now then, shall I enter the story?”
[It sounds quite difficult. Did you jump in?]
“When I became a splendid adult at 180 years old…”
[You said it was decades! And you aren’t human!]
“…When I became a giant tree, I finally confronted the beavers.”
[Against beavers wielding modern weapons, maybe I should have let you have those rejected options.]
“I wasn’t sure when to use my option, so I tried to handle it on my own first.”
[Using your telepathy to make animals fight for you?]
“No, I used my pride-and-joy throat to launch a ‘Sonic Wave Attack.'”
[Are you a Mandragora?]
“Beavers are animals too. My theory was that if my voice could reach them via telepathy, then I could attack them via telepathy.”
[I’m not sure if I should say ‘I see’ to that.]
“My shouts, infused with my soul, took down the beavers one after another.”
[Surprisingly effective.]
“I was putting out about 200 decibels, after all.”
[For a telepathic wave, that’s louder than a jet engine!]
※ A jet engine is about 130 decibels. Decibels are a unit of sound intensity.
“However, due to the beaver onslaught, my animal allies also collapsed one by one, foaming at the mouth.”
[That was probably because of your sonic waves!]
“But thanks to those sacrifices, the beavers were hesitant to advance.”
[They didn’t need to be sacrificed, though.]
“Eventually, the boss of the beavers appeared to break the stalemate.”
[He’s still just a beaver, I assume.]
“His velvet-like fur repelled water, and his hind legs were webbed. His flat, large tail was shaped like an oar.”
[That’s a beaver.]
“His name was Alenu-Makajan. His hobby was going to game centers.”
[A beaver goes to the arcade?]
“If they can make modern weapons, they can have arcades.”
[I suppose… maybe so.]
“They used the remains of my brothers to build dams by the water and establish settlements. I thought, ‘What distasteful monsters!'”
[Wooden dams… actually, that sounds quite aesthetic.]
“Alenu-Makajan appeared before me, so I blasted him with a 300-decibel shout as a preemptive strike.”
[The power is still going up?!]
“But to my surprise, Alenu-Makajan screamed himself, canceling out my shout.”
[A screaming beaver… I’ve seen that somewhere before. Can a sonic wave and a scream actually cancel each other out?]
※ I’ll leave it up to you whether you want to search for “Screaming Beaver.”
“Let’s just say it’s ‘Fantasy Logic’!”
[Decided to run away to Fantasy-san at the first opportunity, have we?]
“The battle with Alenu-Makajan was equal; though we both suffered deep wounds, our first encounter ended in a draw.”
[How on earth were you ‘badly wounded’?]
“We both hurt our throats.”
[Understood. No, wait—you don’t even have a throat, do you?]
“As one who inherits the blood of the World Tree, I healed relatively quickly and managed to fend off the enemy’s subsequent attacks.”
[You don’t have blood either.]
“Time passed as I experienced tearful partings with my falling brothers.”
[You don’t have tears, either.]
“You don’t have to talk about me like I’m some heartless person without blood or tears.”
[But aren’t you literally a heartless piece of timber without blood or tears?]
“Meanwhile, Alenu-Makajan was healing his wounds by frequenting the game center (arcade).”
[He should be resting at home!]
“I resisted as best I could, but finally, the day came when my defenses were breached.”
[Oh? So you were defeated?]
“I was bypassed.”
[That was the correct tactical choice. But if they have modern weapons, couldn’t they have done something about it?]
“Against beasts, a gun that can fire at mid-range would have been enough, but trees get in the way, you see. There were no long-range weapons.”
[That setting is pointlessly consistent.]
“With my hands and feet tied, I could do nothing but watch with my finger in my mouth as my brothers and father were devoured by beavers.”
[You don’t have hands or feet, and you don’t have a mouth to put a finger in.]
“No, I had feet.”
[Why?]
“As an option.”
[Why?!]
“Well, you can’t move if you’re a tree, right? So I thought, ‘I want to walk.'”
[I almost understood—but I shouldn’t have. Wait, if you had feet, couldn’t you have used them?]
“I was late to realize it. I hadn’t used them for a hundred and eighty years.”
[Well, I suppose it’s natural to forget, then.]
“That’s right! I realized, ‘I have these feet!’ and crawled up out of the ground with a squelch.”
[That’s a horror story.]
“I ran 100 meters in a flat 1.0 seconds, scattering the beavers that were attacking everyone.”
[That is definitely a horror story.]
“Along the way, I let out a 400-decibel shout.”
[That’s a panic-horror story.]
“My father and brothers, who were saved despite being on the verge of death, expressed their gratitude by saying: ‘Please, be quiet.'”
[I bet they did.]
“And they continued, ‘The only one who can end this war is you, the descendant of the World Tree… with feet.'”
[The ‘feet’ element is probably crucial, but it ruins the whole vibe.]
“Feeling motivated, I aimed for the dam—their settlement—using suri-ashi (shuffling stealthy steps).”
[What is the point of shuffling?]
“If I make footsteps, they’ll notice me, won’t they?”
“Are you telling me that a 180-year-old World Tree can approach unnoticed just by shuffling?]
“I managed to reach the entrance without being noticed.”
[Impossible.]
“I’m sure Fantasy-san helped me out there.”
[I think Fantasy-san actually hates you.]
“There was a guard beaver at the entrance, but I quickly defeated him with my shout and successfully went inside.”
[What was the point of the shuffling?!]
“But once inside, wasn’t there already an army of armed beavers waiting for me?”
[What do you expect after letting out a 400-decibel shout?!]
“I felt a terrible betrayal from Fantasy-san.”
[That’s a terrible false accusation for someone who wasn’t even trying to betray you.]
“It couldn’t be helped since I was caught. I began scattering the beavers while doing repeated side-jumps at a speed that left afterimages.”
[What is the point of the side-jumps?]
“I can dodge bullets that way, can’t I?”
[I want to curse myself for actually being slightly convinced by that.]
“As I moved deeper, I finally reunited with my fated rival, Alenu-Makajan.”
[Fated rival… well, I suppose.]
“Alenu-Makajan, just back from the game center, looked at me and said…”
[Is the arcade element really necessary?]
“‘Whoa, a walking tree? That’s totally unrealistic.'”
[I can’t believe the beaver is the one making the perfectly logical point.]
“And so, the final battle began. Intersecting telepathic shouts and screaming soundwaves.”
[I really wish you wouldn’t have that fight inside a residential settlement.]
“Alenu-Makajan’s scream was far more powerful than before. The results of his vocal training were showing.”
[Vocal training shouldn’t allow you to compete with an acoustic weapon of mass destruction.]
“Well, Fantasy-san…”
[Fantasy-san is about to reincarnate into another world to escape you, so keep it moderate.]
“I didn’t want to lose, so I shouted while doing side-jumps.”
[The point of the side-jumps again?!]
“Doesn’t it create a Doppler effect or something?”
[Don’t ask me.]
“The battle unfolded as we moved through the dam.”
[What a massive nuisance.]
“On the bridge, under the clock tower, atop the observatory, in the shrine grounds, inside the museum, and inside the art gallery.”
[The beaver civilization is quite something. Also, were you two sightseeing?]
“Oh, here’s a photo from that time.”
[It’s just a blurry photo of a tree because of the beavers and the side-jumping.]
“Inside an inn, in a hot spring, inside a futon.”
[You stayed overnight?!]
“Oh, here’s a photo from that time.”
[Is this beaver doing karaoke in the banquet hall? And there’s the blurry tree again.]
“It was a long battle, but it finally reached a conclusion. If you successfully guard the ‘Gauge Move’ released by Alenu-Makajan, a few frames of stiffness occur. The character I control didn’t miss that opening; I immediately slammed him with a Special Move coming out of a Guard Cancel.”
[Are you two just playing a fighting game at the arcade now?!]
“Having narrowly won, I made a name for myself as the ‘Strongest Tree in the Arcade’.”
[There’s no doubt Fantasy-san has fled to another world by now.]
“The defeated Alenu-Makajan promised me that he would never lay a hand on the World Tree again.”
[I can’t accept this being decided by the outcome of a video game. Besides, isn’t their staple food wood?]
“Their staple is wood, but they also eat rice and bread.”
[So they’re omnivores?]
“They are beavers improved by humans, after all.”
[I really want to know why they attacked the World Tree in the first place.]
“Aside from food, they use it to build dams.”
[So beavers are still beavers.]
“And so, the world was safely saved.”
[How on earth did this save the world?]
“It was a fierce, constantly moving, and intense battle against a powerful foe.”
[The point of the side-jumps…]
“However, what awaited me, the savior of the world, were discriminatory eyes looking at me as a freak.”
[Well, you are a World Tree with legs.]
“Whenever I tried to approach someone by shuffling, they would spend their days begging for their lives.”
[If a World Tree with legs shuffled toward me, begging for my life would be my first choice too.]
“Unable to bear it any longer, I asked Alenu-Makajan to let me leave this world as lumber.”
[Even for someone as mentally strong as you, it must have been quite bad.]
“I said, ‘I’m done with a world of only plants and beavers where there are no cute girls.'”
[Well, humanity was extinct, after all.]
“Alenu-Makajan readily agreed, dismantled me, and incorporated me as part of the dam.”
[He readily agreed to dismantle a walking World Tree?!]
“He even taxidermied my legs and displayed them in the plaza.”
[That’s a horror story.]
“This is the photo of that.”
[Is this an Inugami-ke reference?]
“And that’s how I came back.”
[I want to tell you to take a box of sweets to some god and apologize, because Fantasy-san is definitely hiding in another world after this.]
“So, about the souvenir…”
[If you say ‘raw legs,’ I’m going to disconnect you.]
“I wouldn’t bring such a horrific souvenir.”
[I still haven’t forgiven you for the crime of bringing back the six-folded corpse of the Merman Demon King last time.]
“It’s a World Tree seedling. I brought it in the flowerpot I grew up in.”
[If something like that grows here, it’ll crush this space.]
“It’s fine; through selective breeding, it won’t get that big.”
[A World Tree that doesn’t get big… well, I suppose that’s fine.]
“Just be careful, because it lets out a scream when you pull it out to repot it.”
[That’s just a Mandragora!]
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