Reunion in the Dream Mansion

I vaulted straight over the wall of the white mansion without a second thought.

I intended to kill the owner. And if there happened to be a decent woman inside, I would take her. That had been my operating procedure throughout the dream world.

I kicked the front door in. Crash! The sound of splintering wood rang out. Two people living in the mansion sensed the commotion and came rushing to the entrance.

"I'll just rest here a bit. In this place… huh?"

I had been speaking while twirling Hwaryeonbido, but my eyes went round.

"What the hell is this sudd— huh?"

"An uninvited guest, I see."

A short woman with red twin-tails, and a tall, elegant woman with long blue hair and blue eyes. Sharnell and Priscilla, respectively.

"Y-you— why are you here?!"

"I couldn't trust sending you alone. The fact that you recognize me means you're the real Sharnell. And as for you…"

I looked at Priscilla Lipdas.

Priscilla regarded me with calm eyes. Her face was expressionless, making it hard to guess what she was thinking.

"It has been a long time. I have heard everything from Sharnell. You came to save me, I am told. You have my gratitude. You have my gratitude for protecting Sharnell as well. I will repay this debt without fail. I swear it upon the name of Priscilla Lipdas."

It was the real Priscilla.

Was meeting her here good luck? Or was it bad luck that I had only found her now? I pushed the thoughts aside and asked her,

"A dragon swearing on her own name—I can trust that. From the look of things, you already understand the situation. So why are you still here?"

"There is no exit."

"Excuse me?"

"Sharnell and I reunited half a month ago. Thanks to her, I awoke from my half-dreaming state. I was able to grasp the situation as well… but there was no way out. We wandered the dream world together and found no exit. We have been resting here while preparing our work."

"Yuria said that the moment you woke, you would be able to leave the dream world…"

"That maid appears to have been mistaken. It is understandable. Theory and practice are different things… and that maid has never even entered a dream world, has she?"

Everyone makes mistakes. Yuria was no exception. The only difference was that her error rate was practically zero compared to ordinary people.

"Haa. This has gotten troublesome."

In the worst case, I might have to spend years in the dream world.

…But I can work on conquering Priscilla, so is that really so bad…? The flow of time is different anyway…

Even as I thought that, a solution came to mind.

I could end the game even from inside the dream world. I could summon Yuria in reality, explain the situation, and get her help. If it was Yuria, she would find a way.

The easiest solution would be for Yuria to catch Bezel, who ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠created the dream world, and the Demon of Dreams… but even for Yuria, that might take time.

I went inside the mansion. Sharnell, arms crossed and forcibly pressing down her enormous chest, glared at me with a sour expression. My appearance seemed to have displeased her.

"What's with the face? Relax."

"…The fact that you came here means you didn't trust me."

"It wasn't that I didn't trust you—I was uneasy. And ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just as I expected, something went wrong."

"What went wrong? I found Master, so there's no problem. We just need to find the exit."

"Finding that exit is the problem. You already know how vast this world is without me telling you."

This world could easily be larger than a continent. Searching for an exit out of this vast place was like looking for a needle in a desert.

"If we searched blindly, sure."

Sharnell spoke with a confident face.

"…You have a way to find the exit?"

"Master and I are making a search magic tool. We're trying to build one that can cover this entire world… well, that might be too much, but at least the range of an entire kingdom."

"Is that even possible?"

The answer came from Priscilla.

"It is possible. Did I not say we were preparing our work? In truth, the preparations are nearly finished. All that remains is the development itself. Completing the magic tool will take less than half a month."

"A search magic covering an entire kingdom can just be whipped up like that? When Yuria develops a new magic tool, it takes her at least several days…"

Yuria approached magic tool crafting with meticulous care. Tools that produced fire or chilled food could be finished in a few hours, but powerful combat tools took months at minimum.

"Do not compare me to that maid. Do you know who I am?"

"…A dragon. Yes. A dragon, the sovereign of magic. An Ancient Dragon, no less… but isn't half a month still absurdly fast for a kingdom-range magic tool?"

Honestly, I was starting to wonder whether Yuria might not actually be better than a dragon, the so-called sovereign of magic.

"If I were creating it from nothing, even I would need years… no, decades. But the magic for the search tool currently under development will be based on existing search magic. The critical factor is the materials."

"Materials? You must have gathered them in the dream world… is it all right to use those?"

"Objects of this world are bound to their locations. Leave a designated place, and the object vanishes."

"Ah, I know that much. People vanish too. So what materials did you obtain? Looking around, this place seems empty."

"A Dragon Heart."

"…Excuse me? Why would that be here?"

"It is my dead mother's heart. I retrieved it from where it was sealed in the sea off this coast."

"And this is also where Master and I first met."

Sharnell cut in proudly. She was gazing at the mansion with somewhat distant eyes. Then she saw the door I had smashed on my way in, ground her teeth, and glared at me.

"…Why was a Dragon Heart in the sea off this coast?"

"It was my mother's dying wish. She asked that it be placed in the sea until the day a Dragon Heart was needed."

"…Is there any Dragon Heart left in reality?"

"Hey!"

Sharnell, grasping the intent behind my question, lunged and punched me in the side. I responded by smacking her tits with my palm.

"There is none. I already used it. Half went to Sharnell, half to my research. This was once the mansion where I stayed—and my laboratory."

"I see. But you gave half a Dragon Heart to Sharnell? Did she have something on you?"

"You little—!"

Sharnell went for my crotch. Absolutely not. I struck first, using Charna, and slapped her pussy.

"Hhk—!"

Sharnell clutched her groin and collapsed to the floor. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Just as a man's cock was a weak point, a woman's pussy was likewise a weak point.

Priscilla looked at the two of us with an incredulous expression.

"You two have grown rather close in the time I was gone."

"We are pretty close, yeah."

Sharnell and I had even mixed our bodies. And I intended to mix them again today.

"Sharnell had an incurable disease. Left alone, she would not have lived past the age of eight."

"…So that's why the Dragon Heart?"

"I was curious. Whether that incurable disease could be cured by a Dragon Heart or not. It was a kind of experiment."

Priscilla spoke coldly. But I felt that was a lie. Even for a dragon, feeding half a Dragon Heart to a human child purely for an experiment? A dragon whose greed overflowed past mere abundance?

"Ah, I see. First I've heard of it."

It was a setting never mentioned in the original work. Not surprising. An author couldn't dump every character detail into the source material.

"Anyway, we have to stay here, right? Let me stay here too."

"Very well. You will need to leave with us regardless."

"M-Master! You can't! You know how filthy and twisted this bastard is! At the very least throw him outside the mansion!"

"Sharnell. Your mouth has grown quite crude in my absence. The only real ones here are the two of you. It is better that you remain together."

"You're real too, Master!"

"Strictly speaking, I am different. You two possess physical bodies; I am a spiritual form. And he is my benefactor. I cannot mistreat my benefactor."

"Urgh… but still…"

Sharnell stamped her foot in clear dissatisfaction. But when Priscilla continued to look at her, she sighed and gave up.

"Sharnell. We have a guest. Serve him tea."

"…Yes, Master."

"Yujin Frucus. Use whichever empty room on the second floor suits you."

"Yes, ma'am. Will do. Where are you going, Lady Priscilla?"

"To the laboratory underground. I was mid-work before you arrived."

"Ah, so I interrupted without meaning to. Well, take your time. I'll be playing with Sharnell. Do you need her for anything?"

Sharnell's face twisted. At the same time, she flushed red. She had figured out what "playing" meant.

"I am sufficient on my own for now."

"Good luck with the work."

"……"

Priscilla departed for the underground laboratory. My attitude clearly did not sit well with her.

In the past, Priscilla had been someone to handle carefully. But now she was a dragon who owed me an enormous debt. Without me, she would have become a sacrifice and died, and the world would have gone to hell because of the Demon King.

Priscilla has a good temperament even among dragons. I can be rude. She won't try to kill me over something that small.

I licked my lips as I eyed Priscilla's full breasts and her powerful, well-shaped ass.

"You—don't you dare think weird thoughts!"

"Weird thoughts?"

"Don't even think about jumping Master! She's not someone the likes of you can lay a hand on!"

"You still don't know, do you? Your master and I already did everything there is to do."

"D-don't lie!"

"You don't believe me? I'll teach you what kind of sex your master likes. Come on."

"S-stop! Don't hit my chest!"

"There's something weirdly satisfying about hitting these tits of yours…"

I went into the living room with Sharnell. When she said she would bring out tea and snacks, I grabbed her and stripped every piece of clothing off her.

"Ack! Y-you! Have you lost your mind?!"

"Don't start acting shy now. Your pussy's already wet."

"Master is underground…!"

"It's fine. It's fine."

I grabbed Sharnell's body and set her on the table. Her enormous breasts couldn't fight gravity and spilled sideways. Then I seized her thighs and forced them open into an M-shape. Her bare, hairless natural pussy was slick and gleaming.

I rubbed her pussy with my palm. Soft yet glossy—a good texture. I could feel the firm presence of her clit.

"Aahh…"

"Sharnell. Do you know how much I've missed you?"

"D-don't try that crap…!"

"Why do you think I came here? Honestly, it wasn't that I didn't trust you… I was worried about you. You're my woman now."

The moment the words ended, I shoved a finger into her pussy.

"Ahn!"

Sharnell let out a sweet cry, then startled and clapped a hand over her own mouth.

"I'm serious, Sharnell. The only one who can love these vulgar tits of yours is me."

"You're the one who made them like this!"

"Exactly."

Thrust.

I drove my cock into her thoroughly soaked pussy. Caught off guard by the sudden assault, Sharnell's body jerked once.

"Aaaah…!"

I climbed on top of her just like that. Naturally settling into the Mating Press position.

"Sharnell. Let's kiss. Open your mouth."

"Khh…"

Sharnell furrowed her brow. Even so, she opened her mouth. Neat teeth and a pretty pink tongue came into view. I covered her mouth with mine. Sharnell's tongue moved actively, just as I had trained her.

"Mmnh, mmm… ah, nnh."

I slammed down into Sharnell's pussy with everything I had. My hands kneaded the breasts that were so large they spilled out to the sides. Her pussy was tighter and wetter than the last time I had fucked her.

Has she been starving because she went almost a month without sex?

I worked Sharnell over sticky and thorough for ten full minutes. Then I pulled my cock out of her thoroughly creampied pussy. Plop. White semen dribbled from her gaping hole.

"Hhk, hah… haah."

Sharnell just lay there, melted, breathing hard.

I quietly focused my senses. I had felt a gaze.

Did I imagine it…? Or maybe my senses just can't pick it up. Let's try Heavenly Eye.

A faint flow of mana came into view. The mana trail led underground.

Aha. Priscilla is watching through magic. Well, the table was shaking and we were making a fair bit of noise… Perfect.

I approached Sharnell, who was still lying on the table. I shoved my cock back into her pussy, which had not yet fully contracted.

Thrust.

"Hgyaaaah?! S-stop… let me rest a little…! Ahn! It's all the way in again…"

"Sharnell. From now on I'm going to do the kind of sex your master likes… so hang in there. You'll probably like it too. You're surprisingly masochistic yourself."

"What? …Ghk?! Khh?!"

I seized Sharnell's throat with both hands. She thrashed in panic, arms and legs flailing. I ignored her resistance and moved my hips. With her throat choked, her pussy clamped down tight. Pussy juice poured out in volume.

I enjoyed the tight squeeze while concentrating sensation into my hands. Choke-play was something I rarely did, so I couldn't let the tension slip. One failure of force control and tragedy would follow.

"Ghk, ghhk! Ugh…!"

Thud! Thump! Thud!

Sharnell's legs kicked and beat against the table. They spread and tried to close, over and over. Of course, with me between them, they could never fully close.

Squish, squelch.

Her pussy was busy clamping my cock and leaking love juices.

Sharnell's pupils rolled upward. At the same time her pussy began to spasm. The grip grew even stronger. It felt like a hand was squeezing my cock tight.

Not yet.

Her pussy wet itself in a gush of piss, and her tongue lolled from her open mouth. I buried my cock deep and came. Her eyes rolled back and flipped white. I hurriedly released her throat and checked her pulse. Fortunately, she had only fainted.

"Shit, I lost the timing because I was coming."

I pulled my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠cock from her pussy, which had gone slack as she blacked out. She was still pissing herself. The sight of Sharnell lying on the table like a dead frog, wetting herself, was a spectacle.

Ending it here would be far too unsatisfying…

I roughly cleaned the filthy table with a towel, then shoved my cock deep into the unconscious Sharnell's pussy. I leaned down and buried my face in her enormous breasts. A familiar scent and texture washed over me.

Ah, perfect!