# 026 I Was Trying to Relax for Once, But...
# 026 I Was Trying to Relax for Once, But...
Morning.
I greeted a morning like any other.
For the three thousand years I had lived, I had spent most of my life trying to be with someone, and the person beside me had always been a woman.
Whether human, elf, or succubus, I didn't discriminate by species.
I was a body that needed a woman to sleep, and I needed to have sex with a woman to sleep comfortably.
The morning after sex was always refreshing and pleasant.
It was early dawn, but there was nothing as satisfying as greeting the break of day while holding the woman I'd had sex with as I woke.
'A truly refreshing morning, after so long.'
I didn't have much of a need for sleep.
To be precise, my libido was somewhat greater than my need for sleep, and I preferred sex to sleeping.
But I didn't only like sex.
I also liked the pursuit during which I made advances on a woman for the sake of sex, I liked the process of having sex, and I liked the aftermath of having sex.
If the entire process of seducing a woman and at last coming inside her was called sex, then I could be said to like sex itself.
"...Heh heh."
In that sense, this present moment was a moment brimming with the sense of accomplishment that I had finally completed one whole process, after having passed through that process.
Today too, as always, I greeted a morning clearer and more refreshing than any other.
No.
I couldn't say it was the same as "always."
Having a woman beside me was always familiar, but she wasn't necessarily the same person.
A woman I had shared flesh with for the first time, not a woman who had been in a relationship with me from long ago, was sleeping in my arms.
The woman was sleeping utterly at ease, and even though I was beside her smoothing her hair, she showed no sign of waking at all.
"......."
Softly, softly.
Beside me, a woman with bright scarlet hair was sleeping.
She was covered by a pure white blanket, but underneath it she was naked, without a single thread on her.
On skin as white as an elf's from head to toe, the traces of the passionate act that had taken place last night were clearly visible.
"Sharia."
All over her body, the traces of where I had been were plainly visible.
"Sharia."
Her disheveled hair, the vivid kiss mark left on her collarbone, the marks where hands had swept over her skin—all of it.
"...Sharia."
And the trace that made me tremble most was hidden beneath the blanket, in her most secret place.
My semen, still flowing from her sex.
Because I hadn't used Sex Magic, my semen still resided inside her womb.
Yes.
I had sex with Sharia!
I fucked Sharia!
Ah, was that too vulgar?
Correction.
I made love to Sharia.
The expression "made love" might be a little contradictory.
Because Sharia and I had sex not so much out of mutual love as out of a process in which our respective goals aligned, and we shared flesh in that process.
I had wanted to have sex with Sharia.
Then what had Sharia wanted from me, that she had sex with me?
There were probably several reasons.
One. Because I was a dragon.
I hadn't directly revealed that I was a dragon, but I had provided hints so that she could sufficiently figure out that I was a dragon.
She might have had an aversion to sharing flesh with a dragon, but for Sharia, there was no aversion to sharing flesh with another species.
Some humans, no matter how handsome or impressive the appearance, dislike the very act with a non-human species.
But Sharia, even while thinking I was a dragon herself, had spent an enjoyable time with me.
Among the women I had met so far, there had been some who tried to sleep with me simply because I said I was a dragon, and some who actually did.
In that case, had Sharia slept with me because I was a dragon?
...If she were a woman like Hudia, that might have been the case.
But Sharia wasn't that kind of woman.
No matter how much of an opportunity to have sex with a dragon, a virgin couldn't do so easily.
I hadn't obtained Sharia's body by virtue of my species.
'Then, was it because of power after all?'
Two. Because I could give her the power to take revenge.
Sharia dreamed of revenge.
Therefore, she could share flesh with me, who said I would make her revenge a reality.
I had already seen countless humans in the human world who could throw away everything before the word "revenge."
Especially if it was revenge for family, even more so.
'Human sensibilities are truly hard to understand.'
Two thousand years living among humans.
It was no exaggeration to say that among dragons, I had probably lived most closely with humans, but still I couldn't readily predict humans' hearts.
I merely guessed based on my known experiences.
Dragon.
Revenge.
Probably ninety-nine percent would share flesh for those two reasons, but Sharia was different.
Why had Sharia had sex with me?
Figuring that out was probably the homework I would have to solve going forward, through my relationship with Sharia.
There were several things I could infer, but...
'Still, we had sex, so it's fine.'
Worst-case scenario.
Even if her intent was simply to become stronger through sex, Sharia had shared her heart and shared affection with me.
...Perhaps not her heart?
More than her heart, various complex factors were stronger, but still, the fact that we'd had sex was what mattered.
"Sharia."
I brushed Sharia's bangs aside, then lightly kissed her forehead and waited, appreciating her.
Until Sharia woke.
The reason she looked somehow different today was that she was a woman who had shared flesh with me.
And wasn't it the influence of my having taken her virginity?
Sharia had now become "experienced," but because she had experienced sex through me, unlike other cases, she was different from other women.
From my perspective.
She still possessed a beauty like a virgin's, and as time passed, that beauty would deepen further.
The moment she accepted my cock, Sharia began to change.
Into a true woman.
Rustle.
"......."
Gradually, Sharia began to open her eyes.
Blinking her hazy eyes, she slowly began to gaze at me with her red eyes, then immediately lowered her gaze.
"Um...."
Sharia wore an awkward smile.
"...Did you sleep well?"
She showed a concern for me first, not herself.
Though it was surely an embarrassingly awkward situation she was facing for the first time in her life, at the sight of her trying hard to act composed and dignified, I smoothed her hair in place of an answer.
"Did you sleep well?"
"...Yes. Truly, I slept like a log."
Sharia placed her hand on my chest.
"Until coming here, I always slept alone. I chose the safest inns I could and sought sleep, but I could never sleep without trembling in anxiety."
A beauty with Sharia's level of appearance, traveling alone?
Someone was bound to mess with her no matter what.
"But... today, for the first time, I feel like I forgot everything and slept."
Ah.
I realized.
The reason Sharia looked different today.
"This kind of peace... is surely thanks to you, Master, isn't it?"
The faint anxiety that had been visible in Sharia was gone.
The feeling that she was good-natured but somehow on guard against her surroundings was no longer on her face.
"Thank you, Master. And, I have a request."
Sharia reached out and embraced me.
"Going forward, couldn't you... keep sleeping with me?"
Though her arms were frail, the hands she extended as if draping them over my shoulders seemed stronger than any restraint.
"Sharia."
I turned my body toward Sharia and gently drew her waist closer.
"Why would you think I'd sleep separately from you?"
"Well, until now...."
"That was because Lilith is no longer here, wasn't it?"
"......"
In an instant.
Sharia narrowed her eyes and stared at me fixedly.
"...Am I a substitute for Lady Lilith?"
"No, no. A substitute? What nonsense."
Even if Lilith could substitute for Sharia, Sharia was not a replacement for Lilith.
"Every day going forward, you'll be receiving my mana."
"...Th-through sex?"
"Of course. It's the most efficient, after all. Do you dislike it?"
"More than efficiency...."
Sharia buried her head deep against my shoulder.
"...If the goal is receiving semen, couldn't you just put it inside me right before you climax, Master?"
What a refreshing and logical piece of madness.
I understood Sharia's words but ignored them.
"Sharia. That won't do."
"Why?"
"Because I want to have sex with you."
"......."
Sharia half-closed her eyes again and glared at me.
"Could it be, you took care of me because you wanted to have sex with me?"
"Half?"
"Half, you say...."
"Are you disappointed?"
"Yes, I'm disappointed."
Sharia pressed her body closer to me.
"...Why did you want to have sex with me?"
"Because you're pretty."
"Because I'm pretty?"
"Yeah. Why? Isn't that acceptable as a reason? Do you need another reason?"
"...No."
Sharia shook her head with a resolute face.
"Now that I think about it, that alone seems like a sufficient reason."
"Right?"
"Yes. But Master, there's something I'm curious about...."
Slowly.
Sharia began to gradually overlap her body on top of mine.
I used my arm as a pillow and drew her face close, and Sharia's breasts pressed against my side.
"Hey, you know."
Thump, thump.
Sharia was trembling terribly.
"...Really, from now on, every single day, you're going to do it like yesterday?"
It wasn't a trembling of fear or terror, but anticipation for what was to come.
"Not every day."
"What?"
"I'm a man too. There are all kinds of truly varied sex in the world. You saw what I did with Lilith in the dream, didn't you?"
Sharia's expression immediately stiffened.
And no wonder, because the acts I had done with Lilith were all, without exception, rough and violent acts.
Not just ordinarily violent either; except for the time she had first climbed on top of me, I had done it all similarly to when I violated "non-virgins" who invaded my lair.
Very occasionally, those who broke through the Unicorn and invaded my lair...
"......Hmm. Sharia. I'm sorry, but something urgent has come up."
"Something urgent?"
"Yes."
The mana connected far away had been severed.
I wrapped my arm around Sharia's waist and raised my body.
"Would you like to see how a dragon lives?"
"...Has something happened?"
"Yes."
Something very big.
Someone had arrived at the entrance to the lair.
"The Unicorn you met last time has been killed."
It was an enemy.