Life is what it is, just live however you want. ※ Contains 19+ scenes.
"Life is what it is, just live however you want." ※ Contains 19+ scenes.
I approached Sion and kissed her. I pressed my lips against her hot ones and slipped my tongue inside. Sweet wine flowed between our touching lips.
I drank it in, and still not satisfied, I licked her lips. But my thirst only grew stronger, craving something even sweeter. I moved past her lips to lick and suck on her tongue. Like I was obsessed, I refused to pull away even for a second, continuously pressing my lips against hers.
More, more — that greedy heat kept urging me on. I wanted all of her, and she wanted all of me.
It was a full 15 minutes before we finally separated. We had spent that entire time doing nothing but kissing.
"Haa........."
We both let out hot breaths. Our breathing wasn’t just warm — it was filled with raw desire for each other. As if responding to that desire, her breath brushed against me, and I gently lifted her up in my arms.
"Want to wash up first?"
"I’m fine."
"Even so........."
Sion wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. This time, she playfully pressed her lips lightly against mine in a cute little kiss.
"Personally, I like the smell of sweat a bit more than soap."
"What a fetish."
"Aren’t you the same?"
I couldn’t really argue. Honestly, I also preferred the smell of sweat over shampoo or soap.
We sweat, drool, and produce love juices, but we don’t excrete waste — meaning we don’t need to use the bathroom. That makes anal play convenient since there’s no need for preparation, though it’s a shame that we don’t urinate either.
".........Do you need it?"
"That kind of play is a bit hardcore."
"In our line of work, it’s considered a reward."
I carried Sion straight to the bed and gently laid her down. Although she had the body of a child, she had long experienced life as a woman, so she carried a strange, seductive charm.
"Since it’s our first night as newlyweds, wouldn’t something a little different be better than the usual?"
"How do you want to do it?"
Sion smiled faintly. Then her body began to change — from the appearance of a young girl into that of a perfect adult woman.
Small but elegantly raised breasts. Plump hips that clearly belonged to a mature woman. Her beautiful silver hair, which usually reached just past her shoulders, now flowed down to her waist in long, silky locks.
If not for her expressionless face that lacked human warmth, she would have been an impossibly beautiful woman — or rather, precisely because of that, she felt almost otherworldly.
"How is it?"
"Didn’t you say you disliked the energy consumption for this?"
"I do dislike it, but that doesn’t mean I won’t do it. Especially on a day like today."
Sion’s default form is her small, child-like appearance. Any significant change consumes the energy she has stored up.
"I know your tastes well. Blonde hair, eyepatch, and a flat chest, right?"
"That was ages ago........."
"People don’t change that easily."
Sion changed her silver hair to blonde. She created a black eyepatch with her power and covered one eye. She looked like a character straight out of some novel. Of course, she still looked older than her usual form, and her chest remained small — a slender, elegant figure.
"It’s my personal service."
"Then I should give you maximum service too."
With an adult body, we could now try positions that were difficult before due to size differences. Sion and I undressed each other on the bed, our excitement rising rapidly.
Her lips trailed down from my tongue to my neck and bit down. It looked like I’d have kiss marks on my neck tomorrow.
We stripped off every last piece of clothing until we were completely naked. When we embraced, our body heat was so intense it felt like we might burn each other. Even though it was summer, that heat felt incredibly good.
My cock was already fully erect. If it didn’t get hard here, that would be erectile dysfunction.
"Foreplay........."
"I don’t think it’ll be necessary........."
Sion turned her head shyly, but with her hand she slightly spread her lower lips. Sticky love juices were already flowing out.
Originally, Sion had been rather insensitive (not completely frigid, but close), so foreplay used to take hours. But after spending so much time with me, she had become much more sensitive and got aroused faster. In short — she had been properly trained.
"Whose fault is it that my body became this lewd, and you’re still saying that?"
"Sorry."
"No matter how insensitive a species is, if you do it dozens of times a day for hundreds of years, sensitivity is bound to increase."
"Victory through effort."
Just as I was about to lay Sion on the bed, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me down first. Then she climbed on top of me. The classic cowgirl position.
From below, the curve of her modest breasts and waist looked incredibly seductive. Without thinking, I placed my hands on her hips.
"Today, I’m on top."
"You usually like being on the bottom. What’s gotten into you?"
"You like being on the bottom too, don’t you?"
If you asked whether I was S or M, I’d say S. Not in a cruel way — just that I find crying girls cute. Sion, on the other hand, had quite strong M tendencies and usually preferred being pleasured rather than moving herself.
Sion grabbed my fully erect cock and moved slowly. She rubbed the tip against her entrance and paused for a moment.
Her sticky love juices flowed down over my glans. Then she leaned forward and slowly began to lower herself.
Schlick.
"Ungh........."
"Huh?"
In her usual child-like form it might have been different, but right now she had the body of an adult woman. Even if only half went in before, her current body should easily take all of it. But after a certain point, I felt some resistance.
It felt like something was blocking it… Ah.
"Don’t tell me you even regenerated your hymen?!"
"It’s our first night, isn’t it? I realized there’s hymen reconstruction surgery, so of course I can do it too. Honestly, I feel like I realized it too late."
"You hate pain though........."
"I hate pain, but I quite like pain that comes with pleasure. It feels new and different."
That was why she deliberately chose the cowgirl position. If I had been on top like usual, I would have thrust in without knowing about the hymen and caused her sudden intense pain. She was sneakily clever.
She moved her hips, lowering herself little by little, taking me deeper. It seemed she could endure the smaller, continuous pain better than one big burst.
"Ah, ngh…… ung!"
After about a minute — both long and short at the same time — my cock was buried so deep inside her that it disappeared completely. Along with her love juices, red blood flowed out and stained the bedsheet.
We had had sex many times before, even her very first time, but seeing the fake virgin blood still felt strangely fresh.
"Haaang……!"
Having achieved full penetration, the tension left her body and she let out a sigh mixed with pain and pleasure. While her body relaxed, her insides did the opposite — the tight, rippling folds continued to squeeze and stimulate me even though I wasn’t moving.
"Are you okay? You’re not pushing yourself, right?"
"Don’t make such a fuss over just a torn hymen…… ah?!"
I gave a small thrust of my hips, and Sion moaned from the recoil. Even with the hymen, this wasn’t her first time, so she was already feeling orgasmic pleasure. As someone experienced in this field, I could tell she had lightly come once the moment I was fully inside.
"How is it? I analyzed your body and created the uterus and vagina with the best compatibility for you."
"Yah, don’t move. If you do that now, I feel like I’ll come already."
"Hehe."
The pain seemed to have faded. Sion began moving her hips up and down. Wet, lewd sounds filled the room as her ass slapped against my body. In her child form she was too tight, but now she wrapped around me hotly and pleasantly, her inner folds stimulating the head of my cock rapidly.
"You little……! I’ll get you back for this later!"
"Save your revenge for next time. Today…… haa, I’m taking the lead…… ah, ngh!"
Schlick schlick schlick!!
The sound of her love juices and my precum mixing with the piston movement, combined with the sound of her ass slapping against me, created loud, obscene noises that echoed through the room.
I couldn’t hold back against her fierce attack. The genitals she created with her alien-level calculation perfectly targeted all my weak points and gave me the most pleasurable tightness — all just for me. Realizing that, my tension completely melted away. I reflexively grabbed her waist and thrust deep inside, ejaculating hard.
She also paused to catch her breath, savoring the afterglow of my climax. She gently stroked the area where the tip of my cock was still pulsing inside her, letting out a soft "Mmm……" moan.
"It’s always such a fun feeling. This time, I made you come first before I did."
"You already came lightly when I first entered, didn’t you?"
"……That didn’t happen."
"Well, fine. Let’s say you won this round."
Instead, I had no intention of going easy from the second round onward.
I sat up and switched positions, putting her on the bottom in missionary. Now it was my turn to attack.
"Ah, at least pull out once first……"
"I wasn’t planning on pulling out until tomorrow morning?"
"Wait, ngh?!"
I intended to stay inside her until morning. Fellatio and anal were off the table for tonight.
"Just how many times are you planning to do it?"
"Since it’s our first night as newlyweds, we should do it properly."
For transcendents like us, stamina has no meaning. If two transcendents went at it, we could probably have sex for years straight.
I know one crazy bastard who locked himself in a room with his wife for a week and did it a thousand times without rest. Not exaggeration — literally a thousand times. He set a dimensional record and became a legend in many ways.
Of course I could do the same, but at least I know how to hold back. I’m not a lower-body berserker. There’s no need to be that obsessed with sex.
"Let’s do about 40 rounds, moderately."
"Kyaaaaaaaah!"
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In the end, Sion and I went at it until the next morning. I said 40 rounds, but after 30 I got too lazy to count. Still, it was probably over 40.
If you ask whether my stamina is insane, I know a madman who fucked his wife a thousand times in one week. Unlike me, who was rarely a virgin after reincarnation, he was a virgin despite being stronger than me, so he had a lot pent up. They say late bloomers are the scariest, after all.
"The sheets are completely soaked. This feels like we’re causing trouble……"
"Let’s leave a generous tip."
I should’ve booked a love hotel if I knew this would happen. Maybe they would’ve let us in if Sion said "I’m twenty years old."
Ah, that was fiction, so maybe not. Even if we showed passports, they probably wouldn’t let us in.
"Comiket is the day after tomorrow, right? Should we grab something to eat and walk around on the way?"
"Akihabara."
"………!!!"
I nodded in agreement at Sion’s words. It was a bit far, but reachable by subway, and with a full day we could see everything we wanted.
A week felt surprisingly short. It would’ve been nice to make it two weeks. I could extend it now, but I’m worried about Baekri and Seo-ae back in Korea.
Well, we’ll save it for next time. Overseas trips like this don’t happen every lifetime. If anything, we can just do a domestic trip later, even if it’s ridiculously expensive.
We grabbed our wallets and a few things and left the hotel. Oh, I left a few 1,000-yen bills as a tip. Honestly, what we did last night was a bit much…… even for a regular hotel, we went pretty hard.
Anyway, our destination was Akihabara — the holy land of otakus.
"Money?"
"I brought the black card. I can tell any store to charge whatever I want from here to there. As expected, in capitalist society, money is king. Money is truth."
"Why is ‘truth’ in English? Pick either Korean or English."
"Ee-gaku BB-toug Ka?"
"At least use a language from the solar system."
"Technically it’s Martian."
"Must be nice being multilingual. Do you actually use vocal organs to pronounce it?"
"Ah, there’s an ice cream shop. Perfect, I was thirsty."
"I’ll let the smooth talking slide. But get mint chocolate."
"Guaaaak!"
Sion pretended to vomit, expressing her disgust. Both of us dislike mint chocolate, despite our other differing tastes.
Ugh, why would anyone eat something that tastes like toothpaste? Just squeeze toothpaste and eat it at home.
At an ice cream chain that sold thirty-one flavors, we each got one in a cone. I safely chose Almond Bonbon, while Sion picked the mysteriously named "Mom is an Alien."
"An alien eating ‘Mom is an Alien’…… what a perfect combination."
"It’ll be fun if our son eats it later. It’s both a spoiler and foreshadowing."
"Isn’t it a bit early to be thinking about kids?"
"Doesn’t setting play like ‘Get pregnant!’ and creampie spamming get boring after a while? Sometimes it’s nice to get carried away by passion. We don’t lack money or time."
"Your job is like that though. Not the chicken shop — your main job."
My main job basically gave me Sion as compensation. Since it’s prepaid, I have to work hard when assignments come. I’m basically a subcontractor, so when orders come from above, I have to run around.
The interval between jobs is usually decades, but they come regularly. As I said, the compensation is Sion herself, so it’s prepaid and I can’t refuse.
"Later, when they do a home visit for our child’s school, I can’t exactly write ‘Great Demon King’ as the father’s occupation."
"Why not? It sounds cool."
"These days, normal civilians are the trend. Don’t you know the ‘unemployed but OP’ meta?"
"A man should feel ashamed if he’s unemployed, you idiot."
"You sometimes reincarnate as a woman too, don’t you?"
"What, why, are we questioning my gender identity now? At this point?"
Does someone who reincarnates as both men and women even have a gender identity? Of course I’ve reincarnated as a man more often, so my personality leans that way, but I’ve also been born female and even experienced pregnancy. I don’t really care much about it.
That’s why I don’t particularly care about my partner’s gender either. Even if Sion turned into a shota instead of a loli, I’d still love her. Worst case, I can just become a woman in the next life.
"You’ve never done that though."
"Why? Do you want to try? Then next time I’ll be the woman and you’ll be the man. Oh, that would actually be our first time doing it that way. Taking your virginity as a girl — that sounds like a fun play."
"Let’s talk about plays that are still far off later. How about pioneering new plays instead?"
"Since we’re going to Akihabara, let’s buy some cosplay stuff."
"You don’t even like nurse or maid outfits, so don’t try to sneak that in."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Hmm, there’s a play I personally want to try. Something like the rape play you see in doujinshi."
"Hey, hey, I don’t have that kind of taste."
"You have quite strong sadistic tendencies, so you have no credibility. And since I have quite strong masochistic tendencies, we’re a perfect match."
"I didn’t want to hear that!"
Personally, when I read doujinshi I look for pure love stories, so rape play feels a bit off. It’s also something we’ve never tried despite hundreds of years of married life.
……Though I am a little curious.
"While doing fellatio, forcing it deep into the throat, or treating the other person like an onahole without caring — something like that. Even if I say no, keep going until you’re satisfied."
"Ugh, ughhh………"
The girl is more aggressive! Just like the title of that memorable doujinshi.
Still, if Sion wants it, trying it once wouldn’t be bad. When married life becomes stale, bedroom activities tend to fade too. I’ve always been energetic so it hasn’t happened to us, but for a healthy married life, I think we should pioneer new plays with an adventurous spirit.
……Treating your partner like an object in a rape play is pretty hardcore though. Sion really has interesting tastes.
"It’s because you always treat me gently. Sometimes I want to feel something rough."
"Alright. Let’s do it later."
"By the way, this is just Part 1 of what I’m preparing. There’s also Part 2 and Part 3. Important foreshadowing and main events, so keep it in mind."
"Just what are you preparing?"
"I’ll leave it as a surprise for later. You can look forward to it."
Honestly, saying I have no expectations would be a lie, but I’m also worried. I have no idea what she’s planning to make me anticipate this much. This one I really can’t predict.
After chatting about random things, we finally arrived at Akihabara. No matter how I think about it, Japan’s public transportation is trash. It’s not national pride — Japanese trains have ridiculously complicated fares and routes like a dungeon, so it’s easy for newcomers to get lost.
So, everyone traveling to Japan — please do proper research, use a local guide, or go with a tour package.
At least public safety is good. Unlike America, you can’t carry guns here.
"Akihabara has been reached. I can already smell the otaku scent in the air."
"What the hell is ‘otaku scent’?"
The streets were crowded with people. Not just crowds — there were touts, maids, and people in flashy outfits, making it quite an entertaining sight.
It had been a while since I last came here. Since I don’t reincarnate on Earth every time, sometimes hundreds of years pass between visits, so it feels fresh.
People in cosplay were also occasionally visible. Some were probably preparing for Comiket.
First, let’s look at figures and doujinshi, then check out the electronics area. For food…… maybe we should go to a maid café. Since Sion likes maids, she might even suggest it first.
"Figures first! Figures! Let’s buy Nendoroids and ship them to Korea!"
"This kid is getting more excited over figures than sex. Is it really that thrilling?"
"Before I met you, I decided to limit my otaku activities to gacha only. Right now, my limiter is completely removed! Didn’t I already make a separate display room for my collection at home?"
"Ah, so that glass display cabinet room was for that?!"
Anyway, it’s nice seeing her this happy. I held her hand and followed behind Sion as she walked quickly ahead.
……They probably have a Hestia loli big-tits figure too, right?