Honey Trap! ~The Honey Trap Encirclement to Ensnare the Summoned Hero~ - Chapter 87 & 88

Chapter 87: The World-Saving Hero’s Greatest Trial, Part 1

“…Morning, huh.”

Yuri rises from bed, his face etched with grim resolve. It’s the look of a hero facing an inevitable battle, taut with the tension of a final showdown.

For context, this is the same guy who grinned, “Classic trope incoming!” during the evil god’s defeat.

“Nn… Fwa, Yuri-sama, you’re up early today? After getting so enthusiastic last night…”

“L-Lunaria, please… I’m meeting the king today…”

“Oh, you can call him Father, you know? I bet Daddy would love it.”

“That’s the kinda thing that’d have him draw a sword and charge, no question…”

Indeed. Today marks the greatest trial for the world-saving hero: the “I’m dating your daughter” report event…!

Yuri’s so nervous he could puke. Honestly, slaying an evil god’s apostle would be less stressful.

His only ally is Lunaria, but for some reason, she’s all—

“Hehe, Yuri-sama, wanting to greet Daddy… This is that kind of thing, right? Ehehe! ♪”

—lost in a flowery daze, utterly unreliable. If they go together, she might blurt, “We’ll show you grandkids soon!” or “We were making babies last night! ♪” Yuri’s on edge just thinking about it.

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“Ho, Yuusha-sama! I hear you have important business today. Even this king feels a touch of nerves.”

At the palace, Yuri sits at the usual reception set, throat dry with anxiety as he faces the king on his throne.

The king, meanwhile, is inwardly freaking out.

This is the hero who casually handled Attra Kura, the capital’s shadowy syndicate, with a single nenwa call. Now he’s requested a formal “important discussion” in advance. Who knows what he’ll say?

Thankfully, Lunaria’s at Yuri’s side, arm linked, looking cozy. That rules out the worst-case scenarios, the king calculates, as Yuri finally speaks.

“Uh, s-so, um… I’ve got a report… I, uh, I’m… d-dating Lunaria…!”

“Hm.”

Already knew that.

The king lets out a deflated sound. Yuri’s a stammering, nervous wreck, but the news is so old it’s almost anticlimactic.

“Jeez, Yuri-sama, don’t be so stiff. We’re practically family already, right?”

“T-That’s a bit too fast! I mean, I do see us like that someday, but…!”

“Hehe, that’s so sweet! ♡ Let’s make it official then. Okay, Daddy?”

“…What?”

“…Pardon?”

Lunaria’s beaming, love-drunk smile snaps the king and Prime Minister back to reality. Could it be…?

“…Yuusha-sama. Are you, perhaps, saying… you wish to be engaged to Lunaria…?”

“Uh, w-well, kinda…”

Grand victory!

The words blaze in the king and Prime Minister’s minds. No more foreign powers hounding them about “Yuusha-sama’s reward.” No more global pressure on their modest kingdom.

“Oh, our daughter’s engaged to Yuusha-sama…”

A killer line. Victory assured! The kingdom’s peace is restored right here, right now…!

“Prime Minister! Prepare the engagement papers at once! Oh, what a joyous day!”

“Understood! This Daniel will rally the scribes!”

“Send for the Mutras Temple! We’ll need priests to witness!”

“As you command!”

The palace officials scramble into action, united in purpose: Seal the deal before Yuusha-sama changes his mind…!

“Jeez, no need to rush, right, Yuri-sama? ♡”

“Huh? That’s weird… I thought the king would be furious like the guildmaster.”

Yuri’s the one left puzzled. He’d braced for the king to leap from the throne, sword in hand. Instead, they’re thrilled.

“…Hey, Lunaria, can royals really get engaged that fast?”

“Oh, it’s fine. We already changed the laws.”

Yuri’s movements creak like rusted gears at her casual bombshell.

“R-Right… Changed the laws…”

“Hehe, why the monotone? It’s for marrying you, Yuri-sama—of course we’d do that much.”

So everyone’s been setting up a trap, huh? Yuri swallows the thought. Life, sometimes, is like this…!

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“Priests have arrived!”

“That was fast!”

A gong-like instrument blares, and Mutras Temple priests arrive at teleportation speed. Seeing the lead priest’s face, Yuri collapses in despair.

“As expected of Yuusha-sama, locking in the deal like that. Nice one, stud!”

“Don’t make it sound sleazy! And of all people, you?!”

It’s Lena, a familiar face from the Mutras Temple, apostle of the goddess. She tosses her usual quips, but this time, she’s not entirely wrong—last night with Lunaria was indeed a “fact-making” marathon. Still, pick your moment!

“Now, now. The hero who slew the evil god has Goddess Mutras’s blessing. A wild night of adventure is only natural…”

“Hey, this is the palace! The king’s right there!”

“Hmph, the Mutras Temple is an independent entity, separate from the state… Don’t underestimate us!”

Seriously? Yuri glances at the king, who—shockingly—nods in agreement. The world’s gone mad, he thinks, staring at the ceiling. In a world where gods exist and deliver oracles, of course the state can’t control the temple.

“Let’s begin the engagement rite! May Goddess Mutras bless these young lovers! And the many maidens to follow!”

“Wait, hold up, what’s that about…!”

A holy light floods the audience chamber, enveloping Yuri and Lunaria in a radiant glow. The king and Prime Minister kneel, offering prayers to the goddess.

Thus, in a whirlwind, Yuri finds himself engaged. And, for good measure, betrothed to “many maidens” in a divine declaration.

Chapter 88: With the Princess: The Past and the Future (Part 1)

At dusk, in the royal palace’s courtyard, Yuri and Lunaria walk side by side. Lunaria, who was unusually hyped up earlier, now wears the serene face of a princess. They weave through the maze-like courtyard, heading toward its heart.

“Hey, Lunaria, what’s this about?”

“I have something I want to tell you properly, Yuri-sama… Is here okay?”

“Huh? This place looks kinda familiar…”

With a flourish of her skirt, Lunaria spins gracefully, holding the hem in both hands for an elegant curtsy.

“Welcome, Yuusha-sama… Thank you for saving our world.”

“Wha—? Oh, no way, this is…”

“Hehe, remember now? Yes, this is where you were summoned, Yuri-sama.”

“Oh yeah! That’s right!”

Yuri had completely forgotten the spot where he was summoned. Back then, the first thing he saw was the same breathtaking beauty before him now, greeting him with that refined curtsy. Her radiant smile, like a princess straight out of an anime, had eclipsed everything else. He recalls her melodic words, spoken as her glossy lips parted:

“Welcome, Yuusha-sama… Will you please save our world?”

Her graceful bow, paired with a gentle sway of her ample chest, was seared into his mental memory. Humans, it seems, can only retain one thing at a time!

Lost in nostalgia, Yuri marvels at the same sight now, deeply moved. Lunaria, catching his gaze, giggles.

“You know, I thought you were kinda weird. You just kept staring at me, not even glancing anywhere else.”

“…D-Did I?”

“You accepted being in another world so easily it was shocking, and somehow, just looking at me made you okay with it.”

Because a princess means it’s a fantasy world!

Yuri’s logic was that simple. Ignoring the palace and surroundings, he fixated on the princess, internally cheering, Isekai summon, let’s go! while practically dancing.

“I’m a calculating woman, you know. At first, I thought you must be scheming something, just like me. So I made excuses to hang out, chat, spend time together… but you were so thoughtless. It blew my mind.”

He wasn’t thinking at all—just driven by baser instincts. Unable to voice that, Yuri puts on a “listening to a nice story” face. But—

“I mean, your eyes were always glued to my chest, so I figured you were after that.”

“Sorry!”

Busted. No room to dodge, Yuri reflexively apologizes. Weird. He thought his poker face was ironclad, so why are this world’s women so sharp? Do they have some perception skill…?

“That kinda took the wind out of my sails. You crushed the evil god’s apostle in no time, made friends with the Undead Queen, Demon King, and Dragon King, and even took down the evil god in this chaotic mess.”

Pouting slightly, she steps close, gripping his hands tightly. Staring straight into his eyes, she whispers in her soprano voice.

“But hanging out with you, Yuri-sama, was so much fun. No hidden motives, just pure… I felt safe. Maybe… no, definitely. I think I’ve loved you from the very start.”

“…S-Seriously…!?”

Yuri’s stunned. To think a sweet, youthful romance flag was planted before the evil god fight…!

“Here, feel this. My heart’s racing, right?”

“Huh? Oh, uh, y-yeah!”

She guides his hands to her generous chest, pressing them against her breasts. Her heartbeat’s there, sure, but the softness overwhelms his focus.

“Once I let myself be honest, I was done for. When I heard you’d stay, I cried, remember? That’s when I knew—I love you, Yuri-sama.”

“T-Thanks! I’m crazy happy!”

In the twilight courtyard, confessed to by a stunning beauty with a radiant smile, Yuri’s on cloud nine. Life’s peak, hell yeah! he cheers internally. Then Lunaria flashes a mischievous grin, delivering her knockout line.

“So, Yuri-sama, you’re signing on as my husband for life, okay? ♡”

“R-Roger…!”

Just the two of them, no king or Mutras priests, but Yuri feels this moment is far more decisive than earlier.

“Then… tonight, stay in my room? I know it’s selfish to the palace folks, but I’m a girl too. On a day like this, I want to monopolize my beloved.”

“Y-Yeah… Wait, we just got engaged, right? And now I’m crashing at your place? Me?”

What would her dad think? Yuri’s nerves jangle. It’s like declaring, Engaged, so premarital stuff’s fine, let’s go!—though, well, they’ve already done plenty of that.

“Hehe, don’t sweat the details. Let’s talk lots about our future, okay?”

“T-Talk, huh. Yeah, talk! That’s what we’re doing—discussing! Let’s go with that!”

Yuri’s terrible at lying. From dinner to bath to entering her room, he kept chanting, “We’re just consulting about the future!” to the maids. Everyone thought, Oh, they’re definitely hooking up, but played dumb and let it slide. The palace staff are all soft on Yuri.