The Apothecary Diaries (Light Novel): Volume 7

by Natsu Hyuuga

The customer, for his part, had probably been sucked so dry of his essence that he’d gone home looking like a withered fruit.

Miss pairin...

Maomao was keen to try giving birth at least once, but that wasn’t something you could just go around saying. People might think you were simply being crass if you claimed you wanted to give birth as an experiment.

This woman is crazy

Maomao’s father had always sternly warned her not to use any part of a human as an ingredient in her medicines, and likewise not to have any contact with dead bodies, lest terrible curiosity boil up within her. But her own placenta—what about that? It wasn’t a dead body, and it wouldn’t be like she was using someone else for her ingredients. It was a part of herself! What would be wrong with taking it back in? In short, it would be a way for Maomao to explore an aspect of medicine with which she’d heretofore been unacquainted, while still respecting her father’s rules. Of course she wanted to do it.

“That’s right. The prince was as lovely as ever, if I may say so,” the strategist’s assistant replied, his eyes glistening at the memory. Another of Jinshi’s victims.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” En’en said. “Not as beautiful as you,”

bro has that Harizzment

“Did you say fifteen?” That made her four years younger than Maomao—yet her body was so developed! “She’s quite large for her age.” (Maomao didn’t specify where.)

I would have gotten the right answer, Maomao thought. Call it something less than mature—Yao was younger than her, after all—but Maomao’s adoptive father was one of the few people whose approval she craved.

i loveeee her

“I’ll take your pulse, then,” Luomen said politely. However ravishing the consort might look, the men here lacked the means to respond. Anyway, they were an old man and an older man, their libidos already long withered.

The word teased at something in a corner of Maomao’s memory, a decent-sized thing that one might call a frog. She shook her head. It had been such a shock that it still came unbidden into her mind at times.

On his very first day as a “eunuch” in the rear palace, one of the other eunuchs had greeted him with a smile. Gaoshun had looked away for an instant, and Jinshi had found himself dragged into the underbrush. The men around there might have been without their most important possession, but that wasn’t enough to completely rob them of their sex drive. The man had wanted to make Jinshi his toy. Jinshi wasn’t sure how it had started, but it had been clear he was in danger.

WHAT.

“But she’s shown a certain preference for women.” A preference for women! Meaning she was romantically interested in other women despite being a woman herself. “She stays!” Jinshi exclaimed, flinging the transfer request aside. “M-Master Jinshi!” “She’s the perfect fit. I’m not letting this one get away!” He was grinning broadly as they went back to work.

“There’s only one problem. A ritual might have meant something when it was first performed, but if you forget why it began or lose the knowledge of what it means, only the form remains. That, girls, is dangerous.”

“We might regard human sacrifice as absurd, but sometime in the past it was effective. In this particular village, they had a habit of planting the same crop in the fields each year. They used fertilizer, but there was a nutrient missing—something produced in the human body.”

Likewise, Aylin had received an education from the shrine maiden. She could have simply viewed it as her due, but instead she was grateful for it. And she still finds herself trying to exploit the shrine maiden’s weaknesses. I guess gratitude doesn’t make the world any less cruel. Maomao sighed.

His color wasn’t very good—overworking himself again, Maomao suspected. Before she went home, she would have to get him to take a nap. By force if necessary.

“Lady Suiren must be worried about you.” “And you’re not?” Jinshi said,

Finally he managed, “Now listen to me, y—I mean, Maomao! Listen close! I am going to make you my wife!”

“For you, I will remove every obstacle that keeps us apart. One day. Just know that.” With that, Jinshi buried himself under the covers. “I won’t let what you fear come to pass. I swear it.”

“I want you to investigate whether the shrine maiden has borne a child.” At the moment of that request, Maomao hadn’t imagined the shrine maiden was a castrated man.