I’m just a normal Alraune, and lately I’ve been getting hungrier than usual.
Right now, I’ve just poisoned a boar-type monster, a Waldschwein.

A massive boar with the impact and breakthrough power of a heavy tank.
If it charged me, a mere plant, head-on, I would be blown to bits.
It’s terrifying, right? But there’s no way I’d take that risk.

I used Plant Generation to transform my vines into brambles, forming a densely packed wall.

When the boar hit that bramble wall, it got ensnared in the thorns like a net.
The thorns dug into every inch of its body.

No matter how much charging power it has, hitting a wall of brambles will stop it in its tracks.

And get this—the thorns are poisonous.
I applied my poison pollen to the brambles, and it’s incredibly strong. Most enemies get taken down by it alone.

The brambles pierced its entire body while the poison spread, paralyzing the Waldschwein.
Then I finish it off with a direct dose of poison pollen. Mr. Boar is down.

And just like that, let’s eat!

Munch, Munch, Gulp


Lately, I feel like I’m running into monsters more than ever.

My life photosynthesizing as a plant hasn’t changed, but the forest isn’t very quiet anymore.
There are just too many monsters. Several would show up every single day.

They come charging at me in ridiculous numbers.
Sometimes alone, sometimes in groups, sometimes in marching formation.

I have around a hundred poison-tipped brambles now,
and I’ve realized that for anything less than a really big monster, I can actually handle a one-to-many fight.

Thanks to that, I ended up digesting pretty much everyone who came to greet me.
It’s the first time I’ve had an all-you-can-eat feast in this forest.

But really, I’m still just preying on victims that come to me for food, like a carnivorous plant.
So I suppose I’m still living my quiet plant life.

Yeah, in short, I’m quietly gobbling up monsters.


Ever since I ate the Varnschlange, aka the anaconda, the forest’s been quite noisy.
It’s probably because the Four Heavenly Kings of the Forest are gone.

Come to think of it, the Höllenwolf, one of the kings, was already eaten by Papa Bear.
So now two of the king’s spots might effectively be empty.

I also suspect Papa Bear, the forest lord, is still glued to his nectar ball and hasn’t left his den.
If that’s the case, the forest’s territorial balance could collapse and destabilize the ecosystem.

I guess that’s the situation right now.
But thanks to that, I never have trouble finding food, so it’s all good.

After all, my hunting style is purely passive.
I can’t move, being a plant and all.
I lure prey with nectar and snap them up whole.

In the past, some days I’d go without a meal, but lately, prey keeps wandering in.
So much so it’s actually too much food sometimes.

I’m completely overfed.
And if I get fat, what am I supposed to do?
I can’t even diet if I wanted to with this body!


Honestly, no ordinary monster even poses a challenge anymore.
I’ve grown, after all.
Fitting, since I’m a plant.

Unless it’s a Four Heavenly Kings-class opponent like the Varnschlange, I wouldn’t even struggle.

Weeks have passed since I devoured the anaconda, and I haven’t faced any worthy opponents since.
No life-threatening fights, which makes me happy.



Oh, looks like I’ve got a visitor.

Hello, Mr. Tiger.

It was a tiger-type monster, the Kreig Tiger.
A battle-crazy beast about the size of a large truck.

This species is notorious for loving combat.
Some legends say that they even stormed human battlefields during wars, slaughtering out both armies.
In other words, it was a species with strong predators.

But, a tiger like that isn’t formidable in the forest.

I mean, look.
Mr. Tiger’s already dead.


I pointed dozens of poisonous brambles towards the tiger cautiously approaching.
It couldn’t dodge them all.

Once it’s pricked by the thorns, it’s down within seconds.
Then I deliver a finishing blow with poison pollen.
All done in an instant.

Yep, this is my current surefire method.
Nobody notices the poison at first, so it’s effective.

Ah, that was unexpectedly easy.

Given Mr. Tiger’s reputation, when I first saw him I thought this tiger might be the last of the Four Heavenly Kings.
But since it wasn’t as tough as the anaconda, I hesitate to classify it as one.

The tiger could probably dominate other forest monsters, maybe even match the hellwolf or anaconda in strength.
It just wasn’t really a threat though.

For now, let’s call it one of The Four Heavenly Kings (provisional).
Work hard to shed being provisional and make the official list, Mr. Tiger.

Though, you’re dissolving in my stomach, so… good luck next life.
I’m working on growing strong in this life too.

If you were reborn as a plant, you’d understand my perspective, and then we could be friendly flower pals.
Don’t worry though, I’d eat you again as materials for my Plant Generation.


Hmm.
I’ve been thinking about this for a while now.
Has my poison gotten stronger than before?

Since fighting Papa Bear and the anaconda, I feel my lethality has been enhanced.
It’s like I’ve been selectively bred.

Facing death probably triggered a survival instinct, making my poison more concentrated.
Guess that means I’ve grown.

Come to think of it, it hasn’t been long since I’ve sprouted.
I’m still a child.

I’ll only get stronger as I mature.
Maybe I’m in a growth spurt right now.

I can produce more vines and brambles than before.
Thinking about it that way, I’m definitely in my growth spurt.


So that’s why I’ve been so hungry lately.
Even with plenty of nutrients, I still feel malnourished.
It makes sense now.
I’ll eat, grow, and blossom into a magnificent flower!


And eventually, I’ll defeat my greatest foe.
I never want to remember the words “humiliation” again.
I won’t lose, not  even in this forest’s era of constant battles. I’ll grow strong and live quietly.

After that, I continued converting dozens of monsters into nutrients.
But soon, I noticed the forest had gone eerily silent.

No one came to greet me anymore.

They were everywhere a while ago, where did they all go?
It’s very strange.


Without visitors, life returned to the old idle routine.
So I resumed photosynthesizing, enjoying the sunlight and water.

But that calm didn’t last long.
Because a familiar guest arrived after a long while.






Ah, hello.
It’s been a while, Papa Bear.

Glad to see you’re doing well…

It’s great that there are no enemies left, but I got so caught up in eating that I completely forgot.

Come to think about it, it’s been about a month since then.
It wouldn’t be surprising if Papa Bear had finished the nectar ball by now

But honestly, I didn’t expect this.


Papa Bear didn’t come alone.
He brought company.

Papa Bear, who is this with you?

Please introduce them!
Wait, wait, the person next to you is your wife!?

Whoa, that’s a surprise.

Mrs. Bear, nice to meet you.
I thought she was Papa Bear’s sibling, since they look so alike.

Mr. Bear and Mrs. Bear have come to thank me together.
The little honey-obsessed pervert bear obviously has both parents present. How did I not notice?

Papa Bear and and Mama Bear both marched towards me

I see.
I understand the situation now.


It seems I’m about to be beaten up by a bear couple.

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Author’s Note:

Next Time: A Grand Tea Party with the Female Flower and Mrs. Bear

TL’s Note: Van Schwein will now be referred to as Waldschwein (the boar name)