# 058 A Bundle of Suspicion
# 058 A Bundle of Suspicion
The young man, Nertorian, walked the streets spitting curses.
"Fuck, fuck...."
The liquor bottle in his hand was empty, but the air about him made it clear he'd swing it in an instant if anyone tried to pick a fight.
He was utterly furious.
About what?
"Fuck, they're all fake non-virgins...!"
What a contradictory statement.
How could the phrase "fake non-virgin" even be possible in this world?
Before the name 'Rape Dragon,' it became possible.
"Dammit. They're all pretending to be non-virgins so they won't get raped by the Rape Dragon.... This world is truly broken...!"
That was it.
Exploiting the fact that the Rape Dragon didn't target non-virgins, a paradoxical situation had arisen where virgins went around claiming they had experience.
And if, by chance, they ended up dating a man?
-You... you definitely said you'd dated other men...?
-...I lied because I was scared of what the Rape Dragon would do.... This is my first time... kyaaah!!
Things like that happened.
Bragging about being experienced had certainly never been a good thing, but to avoid the Rape Dragon, it had become a surprisingly effective survival strategy for the women.
Of course, for Nertorian, who had an aversion to inexperienced women, it was utterly revolting.
"Dammit...."
After all that effort sweet-talking a woman with flashy words and getting her into a room, only to find out she was a virgin?
He'd had sex anyway, but she just complained about the pain and couldn't even clench properly, which only annoyed him.
"Dammit. I want to fuck a woman who knows her way around sex...!"
Nertorian tore at his hair.
"Dammit, the moment I find a woman who seems fuckable, she's already been handled by that horny son of a bitch...!"
Another factor driving him mad.
-I'm a body that has been violated by Rapepral.
-Back in my adventuring days, I entered the Rape Dragon's dungeon and, well....
-Other people wouldn't know. But I suffered it. The Rape Dragon, who had teleported near my village, mercilessly... on a virgin like me... sob.
"Dark Purity Oath my ass.... Honorary non-virgins or whatever, it's all fucking bullshit."
Women who had been victimized by the Rape Dragon were apparently classified just like virgins.
In this absurd situation, Nertorian still managed to coax women into bed by force of will, but he couldn't bring himself to lay a hand on women who claimed Dark Purity.
One. Penetrating a woman who wished to break her Dark Purity and have sex was tantamount to declaring he would take responsibility for her for life.
Two. If he was caught having sex with a woman of Dark Purity, that crazy dragon might come bursting out.
A madman with no respect for his elders whatsoever.
Far from honoring his elders, he was a pioneer in assaulting them, and you couldn't give a guy like that any excuse.
Three.
"Dammit, dammit...."
Nertorian had sworn an oath witnessed by the Dragon Lord.
In exchange for keeping his own life, he had wagered his wife and his hatchling daughter.
Naturally, ever since this matter reached his wife, he had been separated from her, and his hatchling daughter, now an adult, was living in hiding.
If he were to have sex with someone whose virginity had been taken by the Rape Dragon?
-Kuhahaha! Caught you! I'll use your wife and daughter as my sex slaves for the rest of their lives! Ukihihihihit!!
"...Fuck."
Nertorian hurled the bottle to the ground.
He was so angry and annoyed, but what could he do?
It was all his own karma, his own misdeeds.
Then one might ask, couldn't he just go around without violating others...?
"Fuck. If it weren't for that bastard, I'd be fucking my way around like crazy...."
Once learned, the ways of the cock couldn't be quit even in old age.
Moreover, for someone with perverse sexual tastes like Nertorian, having sex with an experienced human woman was his sole pleasure.
A long, long dragon life.
A deviation from life, a 'pastime' that let him enjoy a bizarre thrill.
Yes, everything should be forgiven under the name of a pastime.
"Hey!"
Nertorian stretched out his hand toward a kobold pulling a rickshaw.
The kobold was taken aback that an ordinary human mage would call him so casually, but upon seeing the gold coin produced, he immediately stopped the rickshaw.
"Heheh, where shall I take you?"
"The slums."
"...Pardon?"
"Take me to the slums."
Nertorian's expression as he climbed onto the rickshaw was the picture of utter gloom.
* * *
At that very moment.
A woman with pale emerald hair, dark green eyes, and a traveler's robe arrived in Shotarape.
"You cannot enter."
"Excuse me?"
And right at the entrance, the woman was denied access to the city.
"Wh-why? I just left behind what I needed for identification, that's all, I'm not a suspicious person!"
"That's not it. We're doing this because you'd be in danger."
"In danger? What do you mean?"
"There was an incident in this city yesterday. As you can see...."
The demon guard pointed to the crowds of people streaming out.
"There are more people leaving than entering. Why do you think that is?"
"Hmm... because the Sword Demon God's festival is ending?"
"It's on the verge of ending right now. The Rape Dragon appeared in the city."
At the word 'Rape Dragon,' the woman's eyes went wide.
"Th-the Rape Dragon?"
"Indeed. Everyone's in a panic right now, fleeing to escape the Rape Dragon, truly."
"...Hmm."
The woman swept her eyes over those leaving the city.
Most were moving as families, and the majority of them included one or more young women.
"No way...."
"A Virgin Evacuation Order has been issued. One virgin has already been assaulted by the Rape Dragon. Right here in Shotarape, where the Ten Demon Saintesses are present."
"Good heavens."
No one wanted to be violated.
No one wanted their sister, their daughter, to be violated.
"Are you saying all of this is a procession of people fleeing the Rape Dragon? It's not fake?"
"Fake? Haven't you heard the news? They say he violated a woman in this very city of Shotarape without anyone noticing. Someone who was even participating in the Sword Demon God's festival! If he weren't someone using dragon-class magic, someone would have definitely noticed."
"No, I mean, that...."
The woman couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence.
The truth was something no one knew, and what the woman had been about to say was deeply tied to the honor of the violated woman.
"...Still, I must enter the city."
"You're serious?"
"Yes. There's someone I must find."
The woman's stance was firm.
And obstructing this woman's free will through law and regulation was far removed from the ways of the Land of Darkness.
"Then sign this pledge and enter."
"A pledge?"
"That's right."
The paper the guard handed over was, literally, a pledge.
Even if the city failed to protect your virginity, if the Rape Dragon was the perpetrator, you would never hold the city responsible.
That entering the city despite the danger of being raped was your own choice, the decision of an adult capable of taking responsibility through your own free will.
-Count Yushota, 100.
"They're really saying outright that they won't take responsibility."
"When a typhoon is approaching, we call someone who walks straight into it a suicide seeker."
"So, are you saying I'm a rape seeker?"
"...I misspoke. That wasn't directed at you. But it's true that such people do exist."
The guard pointed farther inside the city.
"There are those who want to confirm firsthand how incredible the Rape Dragon's cock is, and there are also those who, despite being virgins, are safe."
"It's the first time I've heard that a virgin is safe from the Rape Dragon."
"Those who are not adults."
"Ah."
That, she could acknowledge.
The Rape Dragon only targeted adult virgins.
That was why some conducted the Dark Purity Ritual under the name of coming-of-age ceremonies, but that was a story that didn't apply to this woman.
Because the woman was a virgin.
"I understand what you mean. To put it bluntly, there's no one in the city except women who can't possibly get fucked, and women who want to get fucked, right?"
"Well, that's one way to put it.... Not inaccurate, but, hmm."
However.
"...But how can you be sure that everyone inside is experienced?"
"What?"
"I'm joking. Anyway, I just need to sign the pledge and enter, correct? Since I'm safe from the Rape Dragon."
The woman confidently marked one of the items on the pledge form.
Seeing the marked item, the guard finally let out a sigh of relief.
"If you're experienced, that's a relief. You have no reason to be victimized by the Rape Dragon."
"Is that so? You never know. You might try some trick to casually avoid the Rape Dragon and end up meeting a strange fellow instead."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing at all. Fufu."
The woman submitted the pledge and entered Shotarape.
"Hmm...."
The atmosphere among the people on the streets was definitely unsettled.
It was far too gloomy to be a city hosting the Sword Demon God's festival.
"Something, something smells...."
The woman tilted her head and set out to find lodging.
To a place with as few prying eyes as possible, but where 'as possible' meant heading toward the larger crowds.
That was the only way she would be able to catch 'that guy.'
"Excuse me. Do you have a single room?"
"...It's a little difficult to accept a lone female guest right now."
"Ah. I'm fine."
The woman inserted her thumb between her index and middle fingers and shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm not a virgin."
"Hmm.... Well, in that case...."
The innkeeper handed over the guestbook along with a board listing the lodging fees, and the woman took a pouch from inside her robe and handed over quite a large sum of gold coins.
"It'll be a long-term stay. The name is...."
Scratch, scratch.
"Sireun Chastity."
The woman's eyes, angled slightly downward, were vertically slit.
* * *
Setting aside the matter of the Fake Rape Dragon.
Upon arriving at the VIP room for the tournament, I let out an involuntary exclamation of admiration at the room's composition, which was even more lavish than before.
"What's this?"
"This is a special room prepared for Oned Bourbon Jirfangfar III, the master of Lady Lia, who has advanced to the semifinals."
"Oh...."
This was no spectator's seat.
It was a facility one would expect to see in an empire's top-class hotel, and where chairs should have been, there was a wide bed.
"What's with this bed?"
"It's a small token of hospitality prepared by us demon saintesses, to allow you to be more comfortable."
"Hmm...."
I swept my gaze over all the demon saintesses looking at me.
'They're all familiar faces.'
All women who had made me pump out my seed, once—no, numerous times.
'But why are they here?'
All of them.
With expectant eyes.
"...Master."
Leticia (Black Rabbit) seemed like she wanted to say something, and I conveyed my intent to her through mana.
[If you think it, I can read it.]
[...I think it's one of two things.]
Leticia looked at the Sword Demon Saintess, who was watching her with suspicious eyes.
[One is that she still doubts my identity. The other is....]
Sniff, sniff.
[...Did they come to watch Master and me have sex...?]
"......."
It seemed to be half and half.
In other words.
"The audience is quite large today."
"...It seems so. Ahem."
Ah, ah.
To be this interested in the sexual affair of a Shota Vampire and a Black Rabbit.
Was this really okay for the Church of the Heavenly Demon God?
[There's a way to clear up the doubt, Sia.]
As expected.
The answer was.
[Sex, right?]
Of course.