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I've Been Reincarnated as a Bunny Girl?! Ch. 11

Hey there, readers! It's been a minute since I last wrote a chapter for Kiana's story, but dangit, I am back at it! I am super happy to have gotten this one out, and really hope that you all enjoy it!

I've Been Reincarnated as a Bunny Girl?! (Chapter 11)

ShadowBunnyDragon

"Allow me to understand the situation, Percival," the Grand Bishop said as he stood at the collapsed ruin where the mouth of the tunnel had been. The red-headed elf high priest stood stoically, knowing that the old man was furious despite his calm demeanor. Off a ways away were the old man's bodyguards, eight paladins standing at attention in a semicircle around the two, facing outward, and out of range of hearing. "Our miners and earth mages finished the construction of our tunnel. An advance party of assassins was sent through to scout out the small town of Starlight Rose, and set up the crystallarium jammers. During their mission, a flying mount was spotted, a wyvern no less, and so they were sent forth to slay the beast without drawing attention to themselves, all while you had a platoon march through the tunnel and set up camp on the other side."

Percival said nothing and simply nodded, wringing his hands in the folds of his robes to keep them from shaking.

"And in the process of doing this, not only were they discovered, and the beast not slain, but all but one of the assassins was killed, who in turn led, as she put it, a monster back to camp. Said monster being a rabbit beasta who has been starting to sound quite annoyingly familiar as of late, who then proceeded to wipe out the entire platoon, before hurling the assassin back through the tunnel, and somehow collapsing the mountain to close it off. Have I gotten the gist of what transpired, Percival?" The Grand Bishop's smile was insincere and his calm-sounding voice dripped with a hidden venom. Percival nodded once again.

"Yes, Grand Bishop. We cannot be certain that the rabbit beasta in question was the one who collapsed the tunnel, possibly with explosives; but overall that summarizes the events that took place five days ago."

The Grand Bishop's magenta robes hung loosely on his old, withered frame, fluttering a bit in the light breeze. His amulet twinkled in the sunlight. In his right hand he held his ceremonial scepter. It was five feet long, carved from white oak, with the tip carved to resemble a roaring lion's face, with rubies inserted into its eyes. The old man turned to look upon all of the assembled soldiers, who were standing at attention like the paladins, formed up into their ranks, waiting for the Grand Bishop to bellow out his orders.

"And these are all of the assembled men and women that were present that evening?"

A little caught off guard at the sudden question, Percival nodded yet again. "Y-yes, your holiness. As instructed they have not left, nor have they removed the amulets that you bestowed upon them with our lord's blessing."

"And none of them have spoken with anyone else about what happened?"

"No, your holiness."

At that, the old man nodded. "Despite this major setback, it truly is reassuring to see such faithfulness amongst our soldiers," he said in a gentle voice.

Percival, while still cautious, was beginning to feel a sense of relief. A new plan must have been devised already that would help make up for this inconvenience. The elf opened his mouth to speak... only for it to drop in horror as the Grand Bishop's staff's eyes began to glow with a bright red malevolence. Each of the golden amulets adorning each of the soldiers started to shine with the same light, with the exception of the paladins, who looked on with disinterest. Many soldiers looked confused, before, in rapid succession, they all began to fall to the ground, dead, their corpses withering and becoming mummified. The red lights faded, and the Grand Bishop stood up straighter, his back creaking. He turned to regard Percival, and the elf almost let out a shriek, as he saw the same light shining out from his eyes.

"I am most displeased, Percival. I had many high hopes when you achieved the rank of High Priest."

Percival stammered and tripped over his words, slowly backing up until he lost his footing and tripped over himself. He scrambled to his feet to see the old man standing behind him, his magenta robes flowing.

"Do not fail me again, Percival. I have been most lenient with you as it is. This is your final grace, am I understood?" The Grand Bishop's voice was much deeper and lacking any hint of its usual scratchiness.

"Y-yes, your holiness," Percival said, climbing to his knees and brushing himself off.

"Good. Also," the old man said, striding back towards his carriage, his bodyguards catching up and forming up protectively around him as he walked, "be sure to make sure that the report reads that these men died bravely in a skirmish with a large orc tribe at the border of Kel-Thonna, and that their families are properly compensated." Without another word, he climbed into his pearl-encrusted carriage with his paladins mounting up beside it. And like that, they were off, leaving Percival alone amidst a sea of death, turning to look and stare at the collapsed tunnel entrance once more.

In Starlight Rose...

"Oh wow! I think I can see Lake Phantom from up here," Malay said, leaning back into her big sister's arms. She and Kiana both sat astride Snowflake, who was flying high up in the sky. The young wyvern's white scales glittered in the sunlight as he chirped happily. All around them were crystal clear blue skies, and below was the land stretched out like a colorful tapestry.

"I think you're right, Mal-Mal," Kiana said, a wide grin on her face. Ever since Snowflake had more or less attached himself to the bunny beasta and her traveling group, she hadn't hopped on the saddle to go flying very often. While this wasn't as high up as Kiana had been when she had jumped straight up from the tip of the Spire, it was still quite amazing to be flying. Once she was done giving her brother and sister their turns riding high up with her on Snowflake, Kiana made a mental note to go flying on Snowflake more. Snowflake chirped again and banked to the right, startling a flock of rainbow-colored geese, who honked in agitation at them.

"WHEEEEE!!!" Malay cheered. Kiana giggled at the excitement of the young wolbet beasta, happy she could make her so happy.

"Alright, let's not tire Snowflake out, especially since Valay will wanna fly him next," Kiana said, giving her wyvern a gentle squeeze with her legs. He chirped twice and started a gentle spiral downwards.

"Awww," Malay said, but she understood. Kiana looked down and spotted her little brother in the clearing, jumping up and down in excitement. Kiana giggled and smiled. She loved traveling and being an adventurer, but she still missed her family. She knew that Archibald and Geth, Geth especially, would want to head out soon to investigate the attack from last night. After a morning of scouring the nearby area and finding some crystallarium jammers, and subsequently smashing them, there was little else to find regarding the assassins and the bandits from the previous night.

Meanwhile...

Felixin examined the smashed crystallariums before him, scratching at his chin.

"They're all made by the same manufacturer... but there are no serial numbers or company logos, except for the sujuna stones set into the base, but Grommick-brand stones are all too common across the continent, so that tells me nothing," the wolf said aloud. On his workbench, open, was a leatherbound book. With each word he spoke, the words appeared on the pages, in his curvy handwriting.

"The same goes for all of the weapons and equipment we were able to recover. High quality, dwarven and goblin craftsmanship, but no logos. One oddity that I was able to uncover was the armor of the bandits. What wasn't too warped to tell for certain, was all of the same quality. Most bandit tribes wear a mismatch of armors, often what they've managed to steal or maybe cobble together themselves. It's possible that if these are bandits, that they maybe robbed a mercenary group, or even somehow robbed a manufacturer's warehouse, or possibly a caravan. The assassins that we had to dispatch were indeed of significantly high levels, so managing to pull off such a heist is within the realm of possibility, but something like that would make the news." Felixin rubbed his eyes and shook his head. He dispelled his Magic Gaze and let out a heavy sigh. With a wave of his paw, his book snapped shut.

"I... don't like this." Felixin's ears twitched at the sound of a knock at his front door. Getting up, he stretched and snapped his fingers. His staff appeared in his outstretched paw. Taking a moment to focus himself, he readied himself to cast a spell if need be, and went to answer the door, internally grateful that Pumala was interrogating the prisoners back at the station. Making his most stern face, Felixin opened the door... and raised an eyebrow.

"Can I help you?"

A little while later...

"That was AWESOME!!!" Valay cheered from where he sat perched on Kiana's shoulders. Kiana winced from the loud yell, but smiled nonetheless.

"I'm happy you enjoyed it. Snowflake seemed to enjoy himself too," Kiana said.

"Do you think we can ride him again before you leave?" Malay, who was skipping along next to her big sister, looked up with wide begging eyes.

"Sorry, Mal-mal, Val-val," Kiana said, her ears drooping a little. "After the attack from last night, we're gunna be heading out sooner than we had originally planned. Geth and Archie both agreed with Dad about it being weird, so we're gunna head south to find the other end of the tunnel, and investigate from there."

The two wolbets groaned. "You really have to leave so soon?" Valay asked.

"I know, I hate it too, buddy," Kiana said, reaching up behind her to rub his back. "But hey, I promise I'll be back as soon as I can! And then we can go flying again!"

"Can't you just jump over the mountains?" Malay asked, the light breeze ruffling her lavender sundress dress that was a match for Kiana's. Valay was wearing dark green clothes with a black scarf covering his mouth, claiming it helped him blend in with the surroundings in the woods.

"Yeah, but Geth says I made the government of Tunada angry when they found out I'd hopped over the mountains serving as the border between them and Galios, and so I had to go beat up a giant for them to get them off my back about it. To the south is the Empire of the... well, the Empire of something or other, and they're a lot more serious about their borders. So we've got to go through the 'proper channels'," Kiana said, doing her best impression of Geth's 'serious voice'. "Luckily, he and Archie have themselves some connections via merchants and some nobles that are greasing the wheels a bit to speed up the process."

"It's the Holy Empire of Leoluna," Malay chimed in with a giggle.

"Yeah, those dorks," Kiana said, waving a dismissive paw, vaguely remembering a group of their missionaries she had run into a while ago. She hadn't paid them much attention, as they were pretty loud and annoying, but remembered hearing them saying something about a Grand Unification.

"They're what our teacher, Mrs. Mazzie, calls a military state," Valay said.

"They're a militant theocracy, Val-Val," Malay corrected her brother, who just rolled his eyes.

"Regardless, they sound like loads of fun," Kiana said with an expert roll of her own eyes. Turning another bend, their house soon came into view. Kiana was a little taken aback to see Geth and Archie standing outside the front door. Mirabelle was coiled up next to Archie, who was gently scratching her head with his mechanical arm, making the end of her tail thump. Geth, who was wearing his polished red armor, sans the head piece, was looking to Kiana like he had seen a ghost. The bunny beasta wasn't certain, but he looked like he was several lighter shades of green. Lowering Valay from her shoulders and having her siblings stay behind her, Kiana approached her friends.

"What's going on?"

"Kiana," Geth said, "i-it's... incomprehensible!"

"Huh?"

"Please, Geth," Archibald said with a smile, "there's no need for the hyperbolic. In all honesty, I'm surprised this hasn't happened for the two of you sooner."

"There are proper procedures for a reason!"

"Excuse me," Kiana said, crossing her arms in mild annoyance. "Could one of you please explain to me what the hells is going on?"

"We... our group... is being scouted!" Geth exclaimed.

"Huh? What, by some more assassins? That's not so unusual," Kiana said.

"No! By the top tier adventurer guilds!" Geth said, taking a moment to compose himself. When Kiana had first met him, he had such disregard for anything to do with adventurers. After becoming one at her insistence, he had taken it upon himself to learn as much about the entire system as he could. He had been surprised about how organized it was, with the local guild hall being an example of the base inter-adventurer guild organization, affiliated with all the big name guilds and part of the same network. Not to mention the resources that became more readily available to adventurers affiliated with one of the big guilds.

The baseline guild-halls served to help fledgling adventurers gain reputations, rank up, and make names for themselves, allowing the more advanced guilds to scout promising adventurers who have become more experienced and battle tested. Also, it allowed for aspiring adventurers looking to form their own guild to do just that, with each guild having their own rules and regulations, all agreeing on a set of universal guild rules that they were all expected to enforce within their own ranks. Geth had floated the idea of forming their own guild, with Kiana semi-interested. One thing about all the guilds was universal, though. The guildmasters were easily the strongest adventurers of their ranks. Kiana didn't think there was a single guildmaster who wasn't at least a Midnight Obsidian rank.

"Oh, so they sent a letter or an envoy or something?" Kiana wondered why Geth looked so nervous, figuring that he was concerned Kiana was going to embarrass them or something.

"NO! Th-the guildmasters... they're here to meet with you!"

"Oh," Kiana said, starting to feel excitement bubbling up in her belly. Reflecting on that info, it made sense why Geth would be a little nervous. Being scouted by a couple of high-ranking guildmasters meant they'd probably need to make a good impression. At least, if they wanted to start being allowed to take on the higher-tiered, and even more lucrative, jobs, they'd need to join one. "Okay, understood. So who are they and how many are there? Like two or three?"

"ALL OF THEM!!!" Geth shouted, before clamping a hand over his tusked mouth.

"What?!"

"All the guildmasters from the top nine guilds are here," Archie explained, much more calmly. Kiana caught a twinkle in his eyes betraying his elation.

"Phoenix Phist?"

"Yes!" Geth said; Kiana now noticed he had his polished silver rings decorating his tusks.

"Unicorn Riot?" Kiana asked, starting to feel excited as well.

"Yes!" Archie said.

"Savage Gryphon?"

"All of them, Kiana!" Geth exclaimed in exasperation. "Your father is currently hosting them in the living room. Now that you're here, we can go in and start making a good impression--"

"Wait... my Dad's doing what now?!" Kiana asked, suddenly panicking.

"Uh... hosting them?" Geth and Archie shared a confused look. Malay and Valay both started to giggle as Kiana rushed to the door and wrenched it open, accidentally tearing out a couple of the hinges, warping the handle. Kiana ran into the living room to find a group of oddly-dressed strangers, with Felixin in the center, holding up the family photo album, showing Kiana's baby pictures.

"My little princess just loved playing tea party with her dolls when she was little," the wolf said, having been gushing this whole time about her. Kiana's eyes were wide as she felt a blush forming on her cheeks, praying to whatever entity was listening that he hadn't talked about when she was potty training. "She even kept her little stuffed wolf with her for protection when there was that little scuffle our town had with those bandits some years back."

"Are you perhaps referring to that full-scale siege?" an elven woman asked. She was wearing silver armor that was faintly glowing. Her hair was a platinum blonde, and she had a scar along her right cheekbone. Kiana recognized her as Liama Von Hollow, the guildmaster for the famous White Rose, the only all-female guild. "I had heard reports that the bandits had been single-handedly defeated by a very young rabbit-beasta girl."

"I heard it was more of an outright slaughter," came the whispering voice of a tall and lanky hooded figure sitting in the easy chair. They were wearing black robes that covered all but their mottled gray arms and black clawed hands, with red glowing eyes shining out from the darkness of their hood. Kiana knew that she was looking at Kazim the Revenant, the undead founder and guildmaster of Unicorn Riot. She recognized him from some of the official guild magazines she had collected when younger.

"Regardless, she took on two hundred bandits with just her bare paws," a kindly-looking gnome woman said, sitting on a small stool and puffing a light pink smoke from her pipe. She looked to Kiana and waved. Lim, guildmaster of Savage Gryphon, smiled at the open-mouthed bunny girl.

"Daddy!" Kiana yelled, her cheeks burning from embarrassment.

Felixin's ears perked up and his bushy tail started to wag at the sight of Kiana, with Malay and Valay on either side of her, the two wolbets covering their mouths with their paws, desperately trying not to burst out laughing.

"Ah, there you are, princess," the big wolf said, oblivious to Kiana's mortification. "I was just entertaining our visitors with stories about you as a little kit!"

"They've been most entertaining alright," snickered a goblin in pitch-black armor. He was leaning against the wall, his helmet off and under an arm. He had a shock of purple hair in a mohawk, his large bat-like ears twitching and making the jeweled golden rings piercing them twinkle in the light. His teal skin coloration signified that he was from a tropical tribe from the Miar archipelago. That plus the spider web-like tattoo on the side of his face that kept shifting and changing into other web-like patterns interspersed with runes that would occasionally glow red, confirmed his identity as Fubar, the founder and guildmaster of the perpetual frat party of a guild known as Goblin House.

"Still, the stories and reports not only from that amazing debut, but also from your adventures are very impressive," came the deep rumbling voice of a massive and muscular lioness beasta. She was wearing basic red leather armor, with a gigantic longsword strapped to her back. She looked Kiana over with her golden eyes, nodding in approval. Vashka the Dragon's Roar, the guildmaster of Phoenix Phist, had an eye for strength. "And not just you, miss Kiana, but also the other members of your party. You and Getholon the Mystic, who already had quite the reputation even before he became an official adventurer, slew the rogue necromancer Zrathk, and purged the surrounding land of his vile influence. Truly a grand display of raw power."

"I personally had a good laugh when I heard about Shuta," a dwarf in sapphire blue robes sitting on the couch chuckled, his black beard long enough to reach his waist. Kevin, the leader of Blue Bull, smiled and nodded to Kiana. "Ya showed that stuffy Duke that even he can't protect his bastard nephew, and caused him one heck of a political headache in the process... as well as some collateral damage."

"You would find amusement in that ghastly action," said a human man on the other end of the couch. He was dressed in a purple petticoat with a cream-colored ruffled blouse underneath, and matching trousers. His black boots were polished and shiny, without a speck of dirt from the road on them. Sheathed at his side was a cutlass, his arms folded across his chest, a silver ring with a large ruby in the center on his ring finger. Kiana saw that Lord Phoenix, the current leader of Phantom Cyclops, a guild known for being mostly nobles from various nations, looked just as stuffy as he did in the photos from the magazines. His raven-black shoulder-length hair was swept back and braided in a ponytail. His pale skin, icy blue eyes, sharp cheekbones, and pointed chin gave an appearance similar to a vampire. He looked Kiana over with an arched eyebrow.

"However, taking on those dastardly pirates and acquiring someone of young Lord Nunarin's pedigree into your party shows that you are somewhat salvageable, perhaps with a bit of refinement."

"Your aura not only radiates power, but an attunement with the natural world that is just beautiful," came the quiet voice of a halfling woman in a leafy-green dress, with white and red flowers intertwining her long chestnut-brown hair. She was sitting cross-legged on the carpet and bowed to them. Kiana, Geth, and Archibald returned the bow. Hiama, the guildmaster of Ethereal Mantis, while every bit a crunchy granola-hippie stereotype, as Kiana remembered Felixin claimed all druids to be, was still a known force to be reckoned with. Evidenced by their guild hall being located in the dead center of the Kowtow Swamp, an area home to many strange and deadly beasts.

"Tch." Kiana's attention was drawn to a sullen-looking dracofian that was wearing a cloak made from moving shadows with the hood down. His scales were a bright blue with a deeper blue under his eyes, which Kiana suspected was just makeup. He was wearing all black leather with blue trim armor, and had a curved staff that ended in a point with a white glowing crystal in the center. "That's all impressive, I guess, though I must say, taking down that forest troll got you on my radar." Kiana recognized Krito, the guildmaster of Shadow Kraken, a relatively new guild to the scene. Meeting him in person confirmed Kiana's suspicion of him being an edgelord.

"Regardless, we all came here for the same reason," Kazim said, standing from where he was sitting on the dining room chair that had been brought out. He strode forward, the red light of his eyes looking like two red lights in the dark cave of his hood as he looked over Kiana and her friends. Despite her burning embarrassment, Kiana felt the thrill of excitement return in full force. From within the folds of his cloak, Kazim the Revenant produced a black paper envelope and handed it to the bunny girl. "Kiana, Getholon the Mystic, Lord Archibald Nunarin; I, Kazim the Revenant, would like to officially invite your party to join my guild, Unicorn Riot."

"H-hey, I thought we'd agreed that I was going to be the first to ask them!" Krito said, jumping to his feet, looking indignant. He then fake coughed and composed himself, walking up and holding out a scroll with a gold metal clasp keeping it furled up, to Kiana as well. "Well, anyway, you should be overjoyed to get an invitation from me, of all people, to join the great Shadow Kraken."

"I beg your pardon," Lord Phoenix said, rising from his seat and producing an envelope with a red wax seal, "but I believe that you would benefit the most with a bit more refinement around high and proper society." He gave a stiff bow and passed it to the bunny girl, suddenly being shouldered aside by the dwarf.

"Bah! Only another self-important sycophant wants to join your ranks, Mathew," Kevin said, giving Kiana a square of parchment. "Here's my invitation. You'll find that the Blue Bulls are much more to you and your friends' style of rushin' in, gettin' the job done, and asking questions later." Kiana's ears twitched as she heard Geth mumble under his breath. She knew he wouldn't approve of their joining a guild notorious for being so reckless and causing so much collateral damage.

"I think you'll find," Liama said, having pushed all the others to the side and standing tall and proud before the party, "that The White Rose is a much more suitable guild for your talents. We're even breaking our normal custom and extending this offer for your... entire party to join." The elven woman said this, looking at Geth and Archie with a raised eyebrow, before handing Kiana a single white rose with a white stem and thorns. Upon taking it, Kiana realized that the rose was actually some kind of origami one, that immediately unfolded into a sheet with the invitation written on it.

"Here you are, dear," said Lim, looking up at Kina and brushing aside her auburn locks as she handed Kiana a simple envelope. "We at Savage Gryphon would love to have you." Kiana was about to start responding, when a butterfly fluttered and landed on her right ear. With a green POOF, it became a single green leaf that fluttered down. Kiana caught it and saw that there was writing on it, inviting her to join Ethereal Mantis. Kiana looked to the guildmaster, who just bowed again.

"Gah!" Fubar threw his hands up in exasperation. "Who's a guy gotta drink under the table around here to get a word in edgewise!" The goblin chuckled and tossed to Kiana a crumpled piece of parchment. He winked as Kiana unfolded his invitation to Goblin House, noticing that there were some dark stains on the invite that smelled strongly of alcohol.

"I'm only interested in adventurers who are strong, and looking to get stronger," Vashka said with a smirk as she approached, giving Kiana a card. The lioness looked smugly at the other guildmasters. "Well, this was nice, but I need to get back and reign in my knuckleheads before they tear our guild hall apart." With a nod, Vashka saw herself out.

"I too must return at once, lest my guild accidentally sets fire to our hall... again," Kazim said with a bow. He snapped his clawed fingers. The shadows in the room lengthened and enveloped him. The shadows receded, and the guildmaster was gone.

"I also must depart from this... lovely home, please excuse me," Lord Phoenix said with another stiff bow, heading for the door, with Fubar, Vashka, and Kevin following behind.

"Let's head to the pub and have us some drinks!" Kevin shouted, with Fubar letting out a cheer. Liama wordlessly bowed and nodded to Hiama, who stood up and bowed deeply once more to the party and Felixin, taking her offered arm. With the pair leaving, that left Krito, who gave Kiana a smirk.

"I know you'll make the right decision," he said with a wink and a flourish of his cloak. He disappeared in a puff of white smoke, and Kiana just rolled her eyes.

"Well... that was quick," Felixin said with a huff. "I didn't even get to talk about my little princess' dance recital."

"Dance recital?" Geth and Archie both asked in unison, the two looking amused. Kiana groaned internally.

"Dad, no, just... no," she said, looking down and choosing to focus on the invitations in her hands. "Well, guys," she said, hoping to get her friends' minds off her Papa telling any more possible 'cute' stories from her second childhood. "It looks like we've got a decision to make."

"Agreed, though we can't forget about our current objective," Geth said. Straight back to business, something Kiana found she was grateful for.

"Daddy was able to get some pictures of Kiki in her tutu!" Valay said, holding open the photo album to the pages with said pictures in them, making Geth and Archie chuckle while Kiana facepalmed.

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shadowbunnydragon · 1 year ago

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I've Been Reincarnated as a Bunny Girl?! (Prologue and Ch. 1 Re-Upload!!!)

Hello there, readers! I've been a little side-tracked update-wise, and here's the reason! I've recently gotten into isekai anime and mangas and, well, this sorta happened… enjoy! Also, please consider leaving a comment or review!

I've Been Reincarnated as a Bunny Girl?! (Prologue)

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(Prologue)

Uh... what the hell happened? Oh... yeah... the woman calling for help with that... with that guy on her. Did he have a knife? Ugh... why's my head all fuzzy... and why does everything look fuzzy... wait... what's my name? Larson! I remember now! My name is Aiden Larson, I'm forty-two years old, I live in Arizona, and I was... stabbed? Wait... yeah, I was stabbed, and then everything went dark and now...

The room slowly came into focus for Aiden, his eyes stinging for a bit. Looking around, he saw that wherever he was, the room was dimly lit. He could make out the hardwood walls and floors. Nearby, he could see a giant fireplace, with a blaze roaring within it. Off in the corner, next to a bookshelf, was a rocking chair, one that must've been built for giants. As he gazed out through the open equally enormous window at the night sky, Aiden slowly became aware of something. He was being held. Looking up, he saw the smiling face of the biggest grey wolf he had ever seen. His bright yellow eyes were staring right into Aiden's.

Panicking, he started to squirm, only for the arms holding him to secure their grip better, while still being gentle. More confused than ever, Aiden examined the arms and, with a start, saw that they belonged to the wolf. He looked up again, hearing a deep voice coo something at him in a language he couldn't identify. Blinking at the wolf in confusion, Aiden reached up with his arm... and froze when it entered his field of vision.

M-my arm?! That's my arm?! Aiden thought, looking at the chubby, grey-color furred arm that ended in a combination hand and paw. The fingers were a bit stubby and moved clumsily as Aiden flexed them. His hand/paws were, starting at the wrists, covered in a light grey fur. Looking around for a mirror, Aiden stopped when he noticed that there were other giants in the room. And one of them was even human!

"H-hey! What the hell is going on?!" Aiden demanded, or at least tried to. His voice was a much higher pitch and his mouth and tongue felt foreign and lethargic. Quickly feeling his face, Aiden realized that his skull was differently shaped than it should've been, as well as also covered in fur. He also felt whiskers on his face, but was choosing to ignore that and focus on the other people who, just like the wolf man-thing, spoke in a completely alien language.

The human was wearing flowing white robes with gold fringe that seemed to shimmer in the dim light. He was completely bald, with a silver moustache over his grinning mouth. His red eyes had laugh lines around them. Overall, Aiden gauged that the man in question was somewhere in his late forties or early fifties. The strange robed man had his hand resting gently on a tan-furred rabbit woman, who was laying in a massive bed, looking tired but happy. Her eyes were a striking green, and she looked at Aiden with a look of pure joy. Aiden narrowed his eyes, an idea starting to form in his mind. Taking one more look around the room, Aiden then accepted that this wasn't a room built with giants in mind... he was just tiny.

"Wait a second... did I friggin' die?! Oh... that is just so freakin' typical! And now? Now I've been reborn into some land of furries, as a freakin' baby... something! Just great! I finally get that damn promotion I've been chasing and when I go out to celebrate, I stop to help a woman being attacked by some freak and, what do I get? I get stabbed in the chest and start all over on a brand new world!" Aiden yelled, before letting out a huff and crossing his arms, his tirade over. The adults in the room cooed and chuckled, not seeming to understand what Aiden had said. To them, he reflected, it must've just been baby babble. The wolf man leaned down to plant a kiss on the squirming Aiden's forehead, and carried him over to the rabbit woman.

Taking him into her arms, she cradled Aiden, cooing and humming in that language. Still, he sat there with his arms crossed, pouting.

This world had at least be past the damn medieval era, or I am gunna just start tearing so much shit up, whatever deity or whatever that brought me here will soooo regret it. Aiden thought this, then looked on curious as the wolf and rabbit woman shared a tender kiss.

Huh... am I a wolf or a bunny? Or am I maybe some kind of rabbit/wolf hybrid? A Wolbit? Looking around, Aiden spotted a hand mirror on the bedside table and, leaning over a bit, got a glimpse of himself, before his new mother chuckled and pulled him back in closer. What he saw was a tiny grey bunny with one green eye, and one yellow eye. Okay, I'm a bunny.

Aiden then looked up at the robed human. Aiden noticed a very distinctive scar on the man's throat, indicating it had been slashed open at one point. Based on the man's interactions with the happy couple, Aiden came to the conclusion that this was some kind of local doctor, or the closest equivalent. "Eh, what's up, Doc?" Aiden thought, smiling at his own joke, even though none of the adults could understand what he was saying. The doctor cooed at him one last time, before speaking to Aiden's new parents, and then bowed.

He left, and the wolf turned to look at him, his tail wagging. Looking the wolf over, Aiden saw that he was wearing a green shirt, possibly cotton, with simple brown trousers. The rabbit woman was wearing a light blue nightgown, and started to nuzzle Aiden. Her whiskers tickled, making him giggle, which of course elicited more cooing.

Growing bored from their soft talking and cooing, Aiden started to look himself over. He remembered seeing that his ears were grey, with the insides of them bright pink, just like his tiny little bunny nose. Also, the fur around his mouth was white, which went down the front of his neck, to his stomach and down further. Looking some more, Aiden then froze, noticing something that was missing.

"A... girl?! I went from being a forty-two year old accountant to a... baby bunny girl?!" His frustration and anger returned, causing tears to begin welling in his eyes. With a whine he couldn't control, Aiden began to cry. His new mother and father were both quick to comfort him, but Aiden simply cried and cried. "I wanna file an afterlife complaint!"

Name: Kiana (Formerly Aiden)

Species: Beasta (Rabbit-Kin)

Age: Newborn

Skills: Gurgling, Crawling, Being Fussy, Eyerolling Level 1

Str: 99

Int: 12

Dex: 5

Cha: 500 (Because there is nothing cuter than a baby bunny.)

Wis: 10

Con: 99

Languages: None Applicable

(Chapter 1)

"Kiana? Where did you run off to, Princess?" Felixin called. The large grey wolf was looking around the house, trying to find his little girl.

"I swear, ever since she learned how to walk, she has just been determined to explore as much as she can," he said under his breath. He then opened the back door to their home and looked around the back yard, spotting the little grey bunny in the garden. He sighed and shook his head with a smile. There she was, in her little red sundress, all of age five, standing in the garden with a serious look on her face. He watched for a bit as she took a stance and kicked, switching to a punch. She continued with her kicks and punches, moving faster and faster, until her arms and legs were a blur. Felixin watched as she stopped when a chop from her hand to a large rock instantly split it in two.

"Princess," Felixin, unfazed by his daughter's apparent speed and strength, said in a stern voice, "no breaking rocks with your bare hands in the garden."

The little bunny stopped and slumped her shoulders, rolling her eyes. "Fiiiiine!" she said with a groan, before trudging back to her father. Felixin smiled and quickly scooped her up into his arms, hugging her close. "And no going outside to play without telling Daddy first. You had me worried when you weren't in your room." Kiana rolled her eyes again and nodded.

Ever since coming to this world, Kiana had discovered that her martial arts training from her former life translated to this life perfectly. The world of Hettoph was one of magic and adventure. Felixin was actually the town wizard, with a specialization with fire-based magic. Pumala, Kiana's mother, was the town sheriff. While she lacked any magical ability, her prowess in a fight, especially with a sword, easily outclassed most who were unfortunate enough to break the law within the jurisdiction of the town of Starlight Rose.

Nestled within a lush valley, the surrounding mountains formed a natural barrier to the west and south. To the east lay idyllic Lake Phantom, which fed a river that ran west and alongside the town, turning north to partially encircle it. At the northern gate of the town was a wooden bridge that passed over a deep ravine, where the river gushed in a natural waterfall. Further up north, where the mountains would have met, they instead tapered off. Right in between the two mountain ranges was a lone, black, pointed outcropping of rock that the locals had dubbed The Spire, and all who looked upon it would go out of their way to avoid approaching it, if they could.

Despite that, Kiana was overall pleased with her new hometown. The people were friendly, even to outsiders. The population seemed pretty cosmopolitan to the young bunny's observations. There were humans, and anthropomorphic animal people of varying species, known as beasta. There were also elves and dwarves, and even mer-people who lived in Lake Phantom, regularly swimming with barges down the river to trade goods in town. Kiana was even surprised to learn that several groups of trees in the nearby woods were actually families of tree-people. They tended to walk and speak very slowly, but they were still active members of the community, with two of their elders as members of the village council.

She was amazed to watch her father work his magic, his role as the town wizard being one of high importance apparently, as it was his duty to investigate and assist in all things magically related in the town. Kiana had even gotten to go along with him and watch as he would chase out the occasional dark spirits that tended to infest peoples' homes from time to time. The older human man who had assisted with her own birth, she had learned, was named Matteo, and he was the town healer. Also a very prominent position, for what Kiana felt were fairly obvious reasons.

She had tried to copy what she had observed Felixin do when he would work his magic, motions and incantations to the best of her ability a couple of times, but nothing had happened. Well, nothing aside from Felixin seeing her copy him and finding that itself to be quite adorable, much to Kiana's consternation. That's not to say that Pumala didn't also dote on her daughter, but clearly, without even trying, Felixin was mostly wrapped around the little bunny's finger.

Kiana's grasp of the language, while not perfect, was definitely stronger than most in her age group at school, so she had begun seeking out scrolls and books that could better teach her about magic. This was after she had asked her teacher when they would start learning magic and been informed that being so young, it was much too dangerous for her and her classmates to try. Frustrated, she then went about looking into whatever she could find to learn about it herself. Her reasoning was that she had been reincarnated in a world with magic, why not go out of her way to learn all about it?

So far, the only thing that worked was when she was practicing her stances and focusing. She could feel a strange source of energy that she couldn't before in the back of her mind. She had yet to break through that barrier, the first time she tried resulted in her casually smashing a rock with her fist, and that had been a half-hearted punch anyway. Surprised, the little bunny had quickly discovered that she seemed much stronger and faster than she appeared.

Case in point being when one of the steam-powered wagons from the roaming traders had broken down on the bridge, blocking traffic, the trickle of it that was at the time. Kiana had surprised herself, and many onlookers, when she, on a whim, had walked up to the wagon, which had been laden down with packaged items, crates, and barrels, all filled with who knows what, and picked it up. She carried it the rest of the way across, holding it up over her head with her two paws. That had been six months ago and, with constant training whenever she could sneak away to do so, Kiana realized that her strength and speed and stamina were only growing.

She sighed as she sat there, in Felixin's arms, the big goofy wolf talking about surprising her mother to go on a picnic for her lunch break. Kiana had at first hated how others had doted on and babied her, but after a while... she had found the ministrations of her parents to be rather... nice. Even if they did regularly purchase for her dresses with bows and frills and dollies to play with.

"Papa?" Kiana asked, getting her father's attention.

"Yes, princess?" he asked with a bright smile, his tail wagging.

"I wanna... I wanna be evaluated at the Adventurer's Guild!" she said.

Felixin froze as he stopped to look down at his little girl.

"P-princess," he started, feeling uncomfortable, "you can't be evaluated at the guild, you're just a little girl. How about instead we go have a nice picnic lunch with your Mama, and then you and I can stop and get you a new dolly to play with? I think that sounds great!"

Kiana sighed, having been expecting Felixin's overprotectiveness to show.

"I have enough dollies. I want to get evaluated at the guild! If you or Mama, or both of you give special permission, I'm sure Guildmaster Graval would let me be evaluated!"

"Princess," Felixin said with a sigh, an amused smile forming on his lips, "adventuring is only for grown-ups. That's because grown-ups are big and strong. When you're older, sure, we can go and have you evaluated, but right now you are just too little and, well, not so strong."

Kiana was quickly becoming a master at eyerolling in this new life. Felixin always seemed to have a bit of a blind spot when it came to her abilities. As far as she could tell, it was possibly a form of denial about her strength and speed, despite blatant evidence.

"I. Want. To. Be. Evaluated. Papa." Kiana said, her voice calm and steady, but emphasizing each word.

Felixin frowned, until an idea formed in his head. His tail started to wag and his goofy grin returned.

"Alright, princess," he said, now the one rolling his eyes as he stopped at the kitchen table and set Kiana down on her booster seat. He took a seat across from her and set his right elbow down on the table, the paw extended to his daughter. "If you can beat me just once in arm wrestling, then we'll go and get you evaluated at the guild. Okay?"

"Okay!" Kiana said, his much larger paw practically enveloping her own tiny one.

"Now, I won't go easy on you, sweetie. But let Daddy know if your arm hurts and we'll stop," he said with a chuckle.

Half an hour later...

Felixin, his right arm in a sling with a bandage around his forehead, was grumbling to himself as he, Kiana, and Pumala, who was still wearing her forest green cloak and badge, stood outside the Guild hall.

"Oh stop your grumbling, Feli," the bunny woman said, smiling at her husband. "This is your own fault for making up that silly competition. As well as for getting thrown outside through the kitchen wall."

"She's just too little, and too delicate!" he insisted. Pumala reached over and gently touched his cheek. She loved her husband dearly, but she knew that there was no stopping Kiana when she had her mind set on something. Picking her up, Pumala, with Felixin in tow, walked up the stone steps towards the large, three story great oak building near the center of town. The great oak that it was built from had all been carved to depict epic battles, great monsters and, at the four corners of the roof, dragons. Entering through the wide double doors, the family was met with the sounds of raucous laughter, boisterous singing, and a loud general chatter. They could even see, over by the job listing board, that a fight had broken out between two dwarves. Fists and kicks flying every which way, with several adventurers around them clearly placing bets and cheering them on.

"This is no place for a sweet little girl like our baby," Felixin said as a drunk gnome staggered by them, singing something in a strange language. Pumala clicked her tongue. She wanted to agree with her husband, but the bunny woman was well aware that their daughter was MUCH tougher than he gave her credit for, and when she was determined to do something, she was going to do it, one way or another. Still, she couldn't help but frown as she looked at the general chaos of the local Adventurer's Guild.

As sheriff for Starlight Rose, she didn't appreciate how much collateral damage occurred when adventurers were involved. She also found the fact that they would only lend the aid of their services for coin or glory distasteful. Yes, she had a yearly salary, but even if she didn't, she'd still step up to protect the town and the people within it whenever an emergency rose. Still, she had met a few adventurers who genuinely wanted to help people and did so regularly, even waiving the fee for their services. That being said, she wasn't too thrilled to be standing there, about to let her daughter be examined. Together, the family headed towards the stairs, not being stopped by any of the Guild faculty, as they knew full well who Pumala was. Some of the patrons even tried to hide their faces, knowing that they had active warrants for their arrests in some jurisdictions.

Heading through a few hallways, they came to the office of Guildmaster Graval. Pumala didn't even bother to knock and simply opened the solid oak double doors. Kiana hadn't been expecting the interior to look so... orderly. The walls were lined with bookshelves, with each title in alphabetical order or series order as needed. There was a beautiful Cascadian rug, with swirling whirlpools of greens and blues, taking up the majority of the hardwood floor. There were two red leather sofas facing each other, and two similarly designed red leather armchairs facing an ornately carved cherry wood desk. Behind the desk, sitting in a plush green leather chair was a human man.

Guildmaster Graval easily stood at seven feet tall, and was over three hundred pounds of solid muscle. His black hair was a ponytail of cornrows. The chocolate brown skin on his face flecked with a few scars, souvenirs of past battles and adventures. He was wearing a suit and tie, as he usually did when out and about in town. His left eye glinted in the light as he looked up, said eye actually a ruby that he could see through. Kiana suspected that he could see a lot more than the average eye through that thing. He smiled up at the entering family, and set down the quill he had been using to write something on a piece of parchment with.

"Sheriff and Chief Wizard Thorne," he said as he stood up, his voice a deep baritone, "to what do I owe the pleasure of your company, as well as the company of your daughter?"

Pumala sighed as she took a seat, while Felixin sat and started to cross his arms but stopped when he remembered the sling due to the increasing pain, and simply sat and frowned. "We've come today because Kiana here... wants to be an adventurer when she grows up," Pumala said this, unable to stop a slight wince as she said it, sitting her daughter in her lap.

"I see," Graval said with a chuckle. "And you would like for me to dissuade her from this career option well before she is old enough to commit to it?" Felixin snorted at that and harrumphed, but otherwise was silent. Pumala simply shook her head.

"Actually, my husband made a deal with her today. They would arm wrestle and, if she won, we would come to the guild to arrange for her to be evaluated."

Graval took another look at Felixin, and let out a bellowing laugh. Kiana smiled, liking the guy already. "I've heard of some of the... mischief that your daughter has gotten into from time to time." Graval said, smiling wide. "And her exceptional strength. But she is just FAR too young to register with the Adventurer's Guild Association."

"We, Kiana included, are well aware of that fact," Pumala said, her voice even, "but she has so far insisted that she only wants to be evaluated today, and that she will join when she is of age." At this, Kiana nodded enthusiastically. Graval smiled down at the adorable little bunny in her red sundress, with the matching bows on the tips of her ears, and chuckled.

"I suppose I can arrange for you to have an official evaluation today, if that's truly what you want, Kiana," Graval said to the girl.

"Yes, please!" she said, bouncing in her mother' lap. "I'm just dying to know how I stack up already compared to other applicants!"

Graval chuckled again, amused by the whole idea. "Alright then, with your parents' permission," Felixin had to bite back a growl, "we'll start your evaluation right away."

Both Pumala and Felixin looked shocked. "Really? Just like that?" she asked.

"Well, I am curious to see how she does myself," Graval admitted, standing up from his seat again, and starting to walk around it towards the door. Felixin looked to his wife, wanting to object. She simply looked to him and nodded. The two stood, with Kiana still in her mother's arms, and they followed the veritable human giant out of his office, back down the stairs, and out the back to the practice yard where evaluations were also held. Spotting the Guildmaster and the town sheriff and chief wizard heading out back piqued the curiosity of just about every adventurer not currently passed out or unconscious from the earlier fight. As one, they all rushed towards the back exit to see what was going to happen. When it became clear that the five year old daughter of the sheriff and chief wizard was about to be evaluated, a number of adventurers laughed, some seemed offended, and others started placing bets.

Kiana found herself standing in the middle of a cobblestone courtyard. There were practice dummies, some made of straw, others wood, and others still made from solid carved granite, near the far wall. There was also a pool of water, a strange metal cylinder with a slot carved near the top, the front half of what looked like a two story house, and a large wooden contraption that had what looked like parts that could spin and move. Kiana was so excited.

"Alright, Kiana," Graval said, tapping his ruby eye three times. It glowed red with the first tap, then turned green with the second, and was now a deep sapphire, giving off a soft blue glow. "Let's get started." At Graval's beckoning, Kiana's parents, albeit reluctantly, stepped away to join the adventurers in watching. They stood under the back entrance to the guild hall, underneath the famous stone giant war axe that Graval himself had taken off his slain foe. Said axe blade alone was as large as the man himself, and had required ten stout workers and a series of pulleys to lift up to bolt to the wall. It twinkled in the light ominously, at least to Felixin who looked up at it and then back at his little princess. With a snap of Graval's fingers, and the straw dummies stood up straight. Some walked over to a weapon rack and grabbed some wooden swords and shields, while others walked over to where the two stood and made fists, taking a fighting stance.

"First, we'll see how well you do in a simple fight, and we'll keep upping the difficulty as needed, alright?" Graval asked.

"Alright!" Kiana responded enthusiastically, taking a fighting stance herself.

"Now, what kind of weapon would you like to try?"

"I'm good with my bare fists for now."

Graval chuckled again. "Alright, a little pugilist," he said, reaching down and ruffling her tufted headfur. The little bunny frowned but said nothing, instead taking a few deep breaths and focusing. She could feel the wellspring of energy within herself once again. Tapping into it, she felt that energy flood her body and, when she opened her eyes, they were glowing a light blue. Surprised, Graval stepped back to watch, and tapped his eye again, the gem taking on a purple color.

The unarmed straw dummies first approached, and attempted to swing at the girl. Kiana easily dodged each strike, and battered one away with the back of her hand. The dummy went flying, falling apart as it did so. The next one she jumped up and kicked its head off, and the third she simply caught it by the wrist, ripped its arms out, and proceeded to simply beat it to "death" with its own severed straw arms. That brought some laughs from the adventurers, just as the next dummies, these also straw but armed with wooden swords and shields, approached.

With a running jump, Kiana kicked at the lead dummy, which tried to block with the shield. The wood splintered as though it were thin plywood, and not the solid wood it was. The dummy itself practically disintegrated from the force of the kick. The adventurers were silent now, watching with rapt attention. Kiana proceeded to make quick work of the rest of the straw dummies, and then of the wooden ones. It was when her blows rapidly broke apart the stone dummies that new bets were placed.

After that, Kiana was instructed to use a bow and arrow to destroy some targets. Within and around the fake house, targets would pop up, only to be struck with the arrows fired by the five year old with the short bow and arrows provided to her. The same happened to the flying clay discs that were fired from the metal cylinder through the open slot. Then they were fired at her with the instruction she was to dodge and then destroy them. The magical clay disks were so slow, at least to Kiana's mind, that she had plenty of time to dodge and then turn around and punch, chop, or kick them. The adventurers watching were amazed, as many of them hadn't done so well with that test.

Moving on, Kiana was instructed to make her way through the wooden obstacle course and reach the treasure chest at the very end. Getting onto the long wooden contraption, she started to run along it. Each time the spinning boards would come at her, she simply smashed right through them. Instead of dodging the giant log that had almost surprised her, she instead stopped it with one hand and, grabbing it with the second, ripped the log in half straight down the middle, clearly with very little effort on her part. She then skipped the rest of the way, easily sidestepping some traps, and grabbed the treasure chest. She was surprised to find that inside were a bunch of gold coins. Excited, she grabbed them, only to find that they were just chocolate coins in gold wrappers.

Graval scratched his chin and then nodded. He snapped his fingers as Kiana was walking back, carrying the chest of chocolate gold coins, and that was when a metallic door in a wall opened. Out came charging a giant black spider. It hissed and scuttled straight towards the little bunny. Kiana, only using one hand to carry the chest, looked back at the spider calmly. It was soon upon her, ready to bite down. She simply swatted it with her hand... and in an instant, it was there, and then, there was a large green splatter all where it had been. Kiana smiled at her handiwork.

Graval smirked... and while the girl's back was to him, he quickly pulled from within his jacket a throwing axe, which he hurled, spinning, at the bunny. Kiana turned and caught it, hurling it back with a flick of her wrist. Graval caught it and marveled at the force behind such a casual throw, certain that his palm was going to be bruised and sore. When he looked back at the girl with a smile on his face, he was puzzled not to see her. Out of pure instinct, he jumped back, just in time to avoid the stone giant axe come crashing down where he had been standing just moments before, smashing a hole in the cobblestone. Kiana was at the very end of the handle, hanging on by wrapping both arms almost around it. She looked down at him with fury in her glowing blue eyes.

"Woah, wait! I surrender! That was all part of the test too! See? The axe is just rubber!" Graval said quickly, holding up one hand in surrender while the other flopped the rubber axe back and forth. Kiana then looked surprised and said. "Oh!" before hopping down from the axe and smoothing her sundress. The adventurers, Pumala, and even Felixin were staring, mouths open, in pure shock. Graval looked to where the axe had been bolted to the outside wall, amazed that in the time it had taken for the rubber axe to make it back to him and be caught, the little bunny girl had run over to the giant axe, ripped it out of the bolts, and been able to attack him with it. It had taken an entire cart with four mechanical horses to bring the axe back in the first place.

"Uhm... sorry about using your trophy axe and breaking the cobblestones," Kiana said, looking down at her feet. Graval, amazed, bellowed out the hardest laugh yet.

"That's alright, Kiana!" he said, reaching down to ruffle her headfur again. "That was just... unexpected!" He then waved an arm to the assembled adventurers. "With that little trick, a number of established adventurers had been taken by surprise. Those that weren't usually just dodged the axe, very few ever caught it, and fewer still threw it back. And in all that time... no one has thought to attack me with the stone giant war axe in retaliation!" Once more he laughed. "With that, your evaluation is over, Kiana."

The two walked back to the guild hall where an excited Kiana, who had stopped to pick up the chocolate gold coins in the chest, leapt into her mother's awaiting arms.

"Did you see? I think I did great!" Kiana said, nuzzling Pumala's neck. Pumala, while still shocked at just how strong, fast, and already skilled in fighting her daughter was, smiled down at her, hugging her close.

"You sure did, honey-bunny." Pumala looked to her husband who, while looking proud, also seemed worried. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, while Kiana reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug. He smiled and his tail started to wag. A few minutes later, the family were sitting in Graval's office once again, this time with Kiana happily unwrapping the chocolate coins and eating them one at a time, delighted to learn that it was the famous gnome chocolate.

"Well... this certainly was unprecedented," Graval said, his purple gem eye looking straight at the bunny girl. "Normally an applicant, or someone else being evaluated, gets themselves a copper, or maybe a silver ranking. Rarely, someone will get a gold."

"So my little girl's a gold-star equivalent?" Felixin asked, amazed.

"I'd put her in platinum rank, actually. At age five, she's already hit platinum rank. Some adventurers go their whole careers never advancing to it..." Graval said, in wonder.

"So what happens now?" Pumala asked, hugging her daughter close, who didn't seem to be paying attention, as she had chocolate to attend to.

"I'm having Louise finishing up an official certification acknowledging her ranking, a copy of which will be entered into our records, and another entered into the Adventurers' Guild Association's records. If she is truly dead set on becoming an adventurer when she grows up, she'll be given a platinum ranking right from the start. And I can't wait to see how much higher she'll climb." Graval smiled as Kiana yawned and, with some chocolate on the corners of her mouth and drooping eyes, she curled up in Pumala's lap and fell asleep.

Felixin looked over and grinned sheepishly. "This is usually her naptime."

Graval just softly chuckled and nodded, still amazed at the pure power his gem eye was seeing practically radiating from the girl. He already made a mental note to make some inquiries based on a budding theory, but decided not to voice his thoughts to the parents just yet, at least not until he had time to conduct a little research. With a reluctant thanks from Pumala and Felixin, they bid the guildmaster farewell and, with Felixin cradling his daughter in his good arm, Pumala carried the chest of chocolate gold coins. They stopped by the front desk to collect the certificate, which had already been framed. The faculty and the adventurers looked on in awe at the sleeping bunny girl. And with that, the family made their way home.

Name: Kiana

Species: Beasta (Rabbit-Kin)

Age: 5

Skills: (Reluctant) Tea Party, Puppy-Dog Eyes, Advanced Martial Arts, Brawling, Sarcasm Level 2, Eyerolling Level 5

Class: Kindergartner, (Unofficial) Veteran-Level Dragon Monk

Str: 115

Int: 12

Dex: 102

Cha: 12

Wis: 10

Con: 110

Languages: Common

And there you have it, readers! I certainly hope that you enjoyed the start of my new story!

#human #isekai #comedy #adventure #i'vebeenreincarnatedasabunnygirl?!

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