Chapter 73
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 73
Chapter Title: The Hero Who Wants to Make a Baby
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After Kang Ajin was slaughtered by the Demon King, Ashy had nothing left to lose.
The world she had barely managed to protect, her own life—truly nothing at all.
Three years passed.
To bring Kang Ajin back to life, she wandered every corner of the continent.
She spent her time betting on odds slimmer than a decimal point.
Legends and myths were just the basics; as a hero, she even mastered black magic.
With demons extinct, it wasn't exactly treason against humanity.
And another year went by.
Ashy had reached the underworld.
Right after witnessing Chloe's family return from death, she sought to uncover why Kang Ajin hadn't come back.
She turned herself in directly.
Ashy had nothing to fear.
Unable to die despite living, she cut down every annoying underworld messenger who got in her way.
Then the god of the underworld revealed himself.
The god of the underworld governed death.
It was safe to say reincarnation flowed from his hands.
Occasionally, beings tried to defy it.
Chloe's family was one such case.
The underworld left them be.
They didn't bother collecting those souls.
A soul that had once slipped free from its body never lasted long.
The underworld's messengers despised the hassle.
"They won't live long..."
Ashy wished Chloe's family good fortune.
Even if only for a brief time, she hoped they'd find happiness.
The god of the underworld tried to persuade her.
He knew all too well that clashing with a madwoman would only hurt him.
He had no absolute confidence in victory and no desire to suffer the losses.
— Death is inevitable. Ashy Greyfield, even if you do this, there's nothing I can do for you.
"...What about Kang Ajin? Why didn't he come back to life?"
That was the question.
They'd performed the exact same ritual, so why hadn't only Kang Ajin revived?
— I don't know either. His soul isn't in this world.
"Liar."
— It's true. The moment his breath stopped, something beyond my perception took him away. Something indescribable... It was the first time my divinity felt so insignificant.
"......"
The god of the underworld didn't seem to be lying.
In truth, he was only conveying facts.
He had already achieved enlightenment.
Upon recognizing an existence beyond even the concept of death, he had let go of everything.
He had no interest in whatever Ashy was up to.
He just wanted her to leave quietly.
— Kang Ajin isn't here. Why not ask the heavens instead?
So he shoved her toward the heavens.
If even the heavens couldn't provide answers, death would be Ashy's only remaining choice.
Ashy returned to the human realm empty-handed.
Now she needed a way to reach the heavens...
How much longer did she have to endure this torment?
Ashy pulled out the diary she always carried close.
It bore more traces of her touch than Ajin's, frayed from being opened constantly.
'The heavens...'
Ashy set off.
No matter how hard it got, she couldn't give up.
As long as her legs could carry her, she'd find a way somehow.
Unfortunately, she never found a path to the heavens.
Churches and temples offered no help.
But it wasn't entirely impossible.
'If I can't go to them, I'll make them come to me.'
A year after returning from the underworld.
Ashy declared herself the Demon King.
And she drove the continent toward ruin.
"Ashy! What the hell are you doing?!"
Luke, now settled with a family, joined the fight.
He was far weaker than he'd been five years prior.
Ashy slaughtered him decisively.
There was no one on the continent who could match her.
She rampaged for about half a year.
Ashy alone unleashed a massacre.
She killed humans numbering in the hundreds of millions.
Then the response came.
— ...Are you truly set on destroying this world?
A god descended from the heavens.
The Sun God had come to this land to grant Ashy's demand.
"If that's what it takes."
To Ashy, this world held no meaning whatsoever.
— Even though it's the world he fought to save?
"Yeah. I'm that kind of bitch by nature."
She'd always lived by her whims.
Ajin had simply taught her, little by little, how to hold back.
"Seeing all these bastards laughing and carrying on after Ajin died... it's hard to restrain myself."
With her collar gone, Ashy saw only red.
— Very well. I'll grant what you desire.
Someone was burying their face in my ass.
This was way more embarrassing than I'd imagined.
I knew the clean slime kept everything spotless, but I still didn't know where to put myself.
Just the touch alone was mortifying, yet Ashy had gone and licked my asshole too.
Not that it even qualified as an asshole anymore.
Still, I couldn't lift my head.
Her hands spread my cheeks while her tongue pushed deep inside.
Ashy's tongue pried into my back hole.
The sensation was just too bizarre.
It'd probably feel better if I were the one doing the sucking.
Mentally, being on the receiving end was tougher.
"Puppy's asshole was delicious."
Ashy lifted her head and pulled her face away from my ass.
The vivid presence of her face receded.
Only then did my tensed-up spinal muscles finally start to relax.
"Dessert was tasty too."
Ashy's hand caressed my ass.
Her fingers grazed over my hole, making my balls shrivel up.
Ashy patted my frightened balls reassuringly.
She kneaded them gently with her feverishly hot palm.
"It's your turn now. You gonna stay like that?"
Ashy giggled and beckoned me over.
Thinking of Ashy's pussy made strength surge through me out of nowhere.
I dragged my exhausted body upright and looked at her.
She met my eyes with a gaze brimming with anticipation.
What a beauty.
Could I ever meet a woman like this in my life?
Impossible.
Even the richest elites back in my old world—counted on one hand—couldn't claim a stunner like Ashy.
No one was as gorgeous as her to begin with.
Ashy reached out and stroked my cheek.
Her hand trailed up my face to my earlobe.
She toyed with my ear and whispered.
"Did it hurt?"
"...No, it didn't hurt."
Thanks to the clean slime, my anal sphincter was out of a job.
Fired on the spot, beyond just a suggestion to resign.
After that, my back hole became a pussy.
A pussy that could take her fingers, the Aneros I'd bought, anything.
Humiliating.
At first, just the fact that I'd been born a man and was going through this left me depressed.
What a sight I made.
But not anymore.
Seeing Ashy go insane wanting to fuck my ass, sweating buckets while grinding her cock against me, genuinely thrilled to claim my first time...
It'd actually been a pretty decent experience.
Thinking positively.
Thanks to the clean slime, my asshole was no longer just an asshole.
Even if it was a pussy made solely for Ashy, fine, whatever.
"Then... next time too? Can I ask you again? I wanna keep eating Puppy's asshole..."
Ashy grabbed my cock.
She started stroking it softly.
She circled the tip, then cupped my dangling balls.
"Eut..."
Her hand applied just the slightest pressure.
Perfect intensity for pleasure.
A moan slipped from my lips on its own.
After a whole month of this, even the smallest touch was etched into my body as ecstasy.
"Yeah? Puppy, I wanna keep eating your asshole."
"Eut, ah..."
"Puppy's ass belongs to Ashy exclusively, right?"
Ashy toyed with my balls, pressing for an answer.
I nodded helplessly.
"Thank you."
Ashy beamed and patted my head.
Something unknown stirred deep in my heart.
A ticklish warmth spread, lifting my mood.
"Then now..."
Ashy announced what came next in a trembling voice.
I knew exactly what she meant, and my heart started pounding wildly.
I swallowed hard.
"Uh, lie down first."
Ashy murmured as she lay back on the bed.
She propped herself on the driest pillow she could find.
Her sculpted figure glistened.
Ceiling lights clashed against her skin, scattering off the beads of sweat.
Even motionless, it was a breathtaking sight.
Full breasts flowing into a slender waist.
That narrow waist exploding into wide hips and ass.
Her pale skin was flawless, without a single mark.
My cock twitched vigorously.
Not a brain command.
Pure spinal reflex.
"Puppy, come here."
Ashy chuckled and patted the bed.
She parted her legs slightly, making space.
Her folded thighs unfolded, revealing her soaked pussy, thick labia dripping with sticky fluids.
"This... really feels different."
They say for first times, tension can sometimes kill the erection.
But not in front of Ashy.
The visual overload drowned out any manly nerves.
My brain quit thinking.
Humanity's ultimate drive—reproduction—pushed me forward, ever forward.
I followed Ashy's lead.
I settled naturally between her thighs.
Ashy hooked her ankles and yanked my ass closer.
My cock pressed against her mound.
Thick labia enveloped it, her swollen clit snagging the tip.
"You know to put it down below, right?"
While I fussed, Ashy seemed to relax, regaining her composure.
She smirked, teasing me.
I nodded and shifted my hips a little.
Rub, rub.
I dragged my cock over her thick bush.
Coated the shaft evenly with her juices.
"Ahh..."
Ashy let out a lewd moan.
Her sweet, sugary breaths made my legs quiver.
The sexiest sound I'd heard yet.
My ass clenched tight.
One slip, and I'd cum prematurely.
Without even inserting—pathetic.
'No way...!'
I'd accept the pleasure from her pounding my ass.
There were nerves there, after all.
Chastity belt, dog collar, virginity—all cast aside.
This was my last shred of pride as a man.
Better to thrust in quick.
For my aching cock's sake, plunge into Ashy's pussy without delay and unload thick cum.
Resolved, my mind eased.
I gripped my cock and angled it down.
Parted her labia and pressed the tip to her hole.
Sloppy.
"Huu..."
Visually, aurally—enough to drive anyone mad.
"...Gonna put it in?"
"Anytime. But if you're about to cum, you have to kiss me."
Ashy grinned wide and spread her arms.
I leaned forward into her embrace.
Hugging Ashy tight, I eased my hips forward bit by bit.
My cock slid slowly into her narrow entrance.
Forcing through hot flesh.
"Eut..."
Ashy let out a faint moan laced with pain.
I paused for a moment.
Glans wasn't even fully in yet.
"Come on, it's fine."
I looked into her eyes.
Tears welled up, but she wasn't crying.
Her lips twitched wildly.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"It hurts. Hurts so good. If it's this kind of pain, I could take it thousands of times."
"......"
That's what Ashy said.
Practically permission.
In my state, holding back was impossible.
Gentle virgin sex was beyond my skills.
'Savor it, savor...!'
First and last chance.
Virgin Ashy would never return.
Just like my own hymen was gone.
I had to properly feel her vaginal folds and ridges clenching around me.
I moved my hips slowly.
The tip hit her hymen.
Hymens vary by person, or so I'd heard.
Ashy's gripped my cock tight, resisting elastically.
Felt like it wouldn't give without real force.
I looked at Ashy.
Now I got why she'd told me to look her in the eyes while fucking her.
Teary eyes brimming with anticipation, flushed cheeks.
Too adorable.
This girl pressed against me, turning into a woman by my cock—and I got to witness it.
A man's duty was to etch that girl into memory.
"Ashy, I love you."
"...Ah...?"
The words slipped out unbidden.
In that instant, her pussy clenched.
Vaginal walls chewed and sucked at my cock.
"I love you. You're just so lovable."
"S-Sudden? Kinda caught me off guard...?"
My legs trembled.
Ashy grinned awkwardly, clearly thrown by the out-of-the-blue confession despite smiling ear to ear.
She'd demanded it so boldly when forcing me, though.
Her tight pussy loosened just a fraction.
I thrust my hips, driving through the hymen.
Pop.
"Aeut...!"
"Ashy, thank you for giving me your first time."
I watched her face.
Wondering how it'd change, what reaction she'd have.
Ashy met my gaze without flinching.
When I asked why, she answered slowly.
"Eut, hauk... I wondered... what face you'd make fucking me..."
"What?"
Riiip.
Something tore below.
Definite piercing sensation—my cock crossed the line, advancing deeper.
"Haa, haa...! Puppy, fucking me... what face you'd make... F-First time in five years seeing it..."
Ashy beamed in utter satisfaction.
"But why that look...? Like you're holding back or something..."
I felt the urge to cum.
One more move, and I'd blow.
Halfway in, stuck midway, dribbling out—too pathetic?
No way I'd regret cumming like this.
One hundred percent.
"Ashy, I..."
"If you wanna cum, go ahead."
"No, that's not it."
Sure, cum when I must—but deep in her womb.
Hilt-deep in her pussy, pubes meshed and stiff, grinding as I unload.
"It'll hurt a lot."
"Probably."
Ashy nodded calmly, bracing for the pain ahead like she understood.
"Kiss me."
I kissed her, minimizing shaft friction.
Ashy slurped my tongue greedily and hugged my back tight.
Her long legs wrapped my waist naturally.
We kissed long and deep.
Tongues tangled, saliva swapped.
Quenching each other's thirst.
Her pussy grew slicker, relaxing.
Tight walls that forced their way now tugged me in gently.
Only then did I thrust my hips.
In one go, ramming my cock into her womb.
Rip, pop!
"Hng, haeup! Chuup, tsup...!"
Hymen fully torn.
My cock plunged unhindered into her depths.
Splurt!
Tip to base.
Warm, wet folds and bumps rushed past.
Ashy clung to me.
Hugging as fiercely as the pain.
I showered her with more kisses, shoving until the tip kissed her cervix.
The moment it did.
Splurt, spluuurt. Spluuurt!
Gush!
"Haaaang, haaaaaang...!"
I unleashed the cum I'd held back.
At the same time, her lower belly warmed.
Her walls contracted violently.
Squirt, squiiirt.
"......?"
"Hauk, huuut...!"
Ashy's body shuddered wildly.
Just like she was squirting piss or something...
"Ah."