Any scoundrel targeting the proprietress will be slaughtered.
At first glance, just a lop-eared rabbit, but...
Name: Snowy Aliases: Snowylados the White-Blooded Tyrant Beast, Killer Rabbit
Gender: Female Age: 2 Height: 32cm
The mascot rabbit of the tavern "Yukimi Inn."
She appears to be just a tiny mammal, but—
Her true identity is capable of preying on even the toughest adventurers with ease,
The strongest beast in the organic world.
Usually, she stays curled up quietly on the counter, but when scoundrels appear targeting the proprietress or the shop's supplies...
...the Demon King manifests.
Grown men, veteran warriors, and even exceptional figures like Heroes are no more than dust before her.
It is simply a one-sided massacre.
She stares down the opponent with a blank expression, just like a normal rabbit. That alone causes the opponent to freeze in sheer terror.
She bites through things with the casual air of munching on a carrot. Iron and dragons alike are treated as "bunny snacks."
A rabbit's "thumping." However, when Snowy does it, the shockwave causes the ground within a dozens-of-meters radius to cave in, crushing the bones of intruders to powder. It even triggers localized earthquakes.
A high-dimensional leap that makes her appear to vanish. She drops onto the enemy's head from above like a mass-bombardment, turning them into a lump of meat in an instant.
Indiscriminate carnage when she gets serious. She deploys invisible jaws throughout the surrounding space, instantly devouring parts of intruders' bodies or their very lives. Once finished, not even a trace of their existence remains.
The female owner of "Yukimi Inn." 20 years old. She has a quiet personality and is very cute and popular, but also quite clumsy and prone to attracting danger to herself and the shop. She became friends with Snowy after accidentally saving the starving rabbit, and they now live together.
In a corner of the city where the veil of night has fallen, a warm-colored sign glows faintly. "Yukimi Inn"—a place of respite for adventurers, and simultaneously, a tavern that serves as a sort of execution ground.
On the counter sits a single white ball of fur. With its lop ears hanging down, it stays curled up as if it has no interest in anything in the world. Only 32 centimeters long. To the untrained eye, it looks like nothing more than a stray rabbit.
I wonder what kind of customers will come today—and if they'll be able to leave without incident.
Release Date 2026.08.16 / Last Updated 2026.09.06