REFDL 53
by BIBI“Ah…… that’s because I didn’t introduce myself.”
“..…..”
When I tried to introduce my name, I remembered Kaelus showing up in a rage, and how he left me and Nitahn behind and ran off on his own.
“Ow. Ouch. It hurts……”
Grr!
“Say it with words. I gave you back the translator…….”
[So what’s your name?]
“It’s Odan.”
……Huh?
[I have a friend named Odan too.]
Since saying “ a kid I knew” sounded distant, I just called him a friend.
I said it like it was interesting, but the mage was unimpressed.
“The name Odan is common in the empire. I mean, in Firmus.”
Do fantasy worlds have something like a ‘list of baby names popular in a certain year’?
“It’s a name often given to orphans, especially those abandoned alone in front of temples with no known relatives. It’s also an old imperial term for misdelivered letter or package. It’s a language that’s fallen out of use now… People just call abandoned children ‘Odan’.”
[….]
I couldn’t say anything.
The mage pondered my reaction for a moment.
“Your friend. Is he very young?”
He is.
“Does he ever say he’s sad about being called ‘Odan’?”
…I don’t know about that.
“…..Since ancient times, misdelivered letter or package were often cursed objects. Nobles thought they were being clever by sending precious things through multiple addresses so they would reach their destination safely, but they often ended up at completely different places instead.”
How could they be so stupid?
“They’re nobles.”
Ah.
That makes sense.
The mage muttered with slightly cloudy eyes.
“It’s not the child’s fault that he was misdelivered…….”
[…..]
After that, he hesitated for a long time.
“I’m no good at comforting people. The only things I can comfort are poorly made flasks, reagents with only the bottom left, or materials that are all going bad. I just scrape together whatever I can to prove I’m useful to the world.”
…… Isn’t that just semi-forced frugality due to insufficient research funds?
I thought that, but I was a dragon equipped with enough social grace not to say it.
***
This time, the mage Odan took the miniaturization artifact from me. He stripped it off, even though it was tattooed onto my skin.
My jaw dropped. The mage looked dumbstruck.
“……Ah.”
Boom!
Crash!
The reception room exploded from the inside out, one entire wall collapsing completely.
“……”
“……”
“I forgot.”
Hey!
There was no time to clean up.
Knights and soldiers rushed in after hearing the noise.
“What on earth just… ugh!”
“Wh-what happened?!”
The subjugation force was in relatively better shape. The knights of the Count Anax’ household turned pale the moment they saw the destroyed wall.
“The wall of the Anax annex, a traditional building boasting a 700-year history and bearing the scars of the Harpy King and the Basilisk….!”
..…Isn’t that a bit long-winded?
Then Kaelus and Count Anax arrived.
“……”
Lord Anax fainted, and the mage was dragged away. I insisted I was completely innocent, but I had to spend the day quietly locked up in the dragon’s pen.
Waaah!
This is so unfair!
7. A Bearable Nightmare
Kaelus was sleeping soundly.
That is, until he felt something heavy climbing onto his stomach.
He opened his eyes, already knowing who the culprit was.
<…….>
His expectations were, unusually, off the mark.
The opponent wasn’t a small Kremlis dragon.
It was a person.
In fact, it was the very person he had been desperately searching for, even borrowing the emperor’s authority.
<Hello?>
<…….>
The man sprawled on top of him grinned. His crossed arms pressed against Kaelus’s collarbone.
The man still looked like a fairy. Pale and slender. His red-gold hair flowed in curls along his naked body.
Yes.
The man was naked.
Kaelus’s jaw tightened.
He had always been rather plain about this sort of thing. He’d never considered meeting someone or wanting to be intimate with anyone.
When the urge built up physiologically, he’d take care of it alone in the bathroom.
It felt similar to processing paperwork he’d put off. The back of his neck would throb, his lower abdomen would feel off. It was a sensation a hundred million light-years removed from the bawdy jokes the knights whispered about.
Even if something was wrong with him, he didn’t particularly care.
…What part of him was even normal?
Anyway.
Seeking out the man was an attempt to take responsibility, not to do it again.
Swish.
<Liar.>
He writhed, raising his upper body like a snake. Soft hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
It tickled Kaelus’s cheek and the back of his neck.
Kaelus, however, felt less ticklishness than a burning thirst.
He wanted to grab the man right before him, pin him down, and thrust inside him. To sink his teeth into that tender flesh. To force open that quivering, soft hole.
He wanted to thrust inside.
The man smiled seductively, as if he knew everything.
<You wanted to sleep with me again.>
<…….>
<You couldn’t forget that night.>
He suddenly realized.
The reason why the one-night stand who vanished without a trace from the imperial capital could suddenly appear in the isolated northern fortress.
‘Because it’s a dream.’
This was his own desire.
The moment he realized, Kaelus lunged at the man.
<I wanted to sleep with you.>
<…….>
<I couldn’t forget.>
That night wasn’t the kind he could forget.
His body, which had been as still as a stuffed animal, moved smoothly.
He grabbed the already naked man’s thighs and waist, sinking his teeth into his collarbone.
<Ah!>
His palm, heated by passion, rubbed and gripped the smooth skin. He grabbed his waist tightly, then moved lower, seizing his buttocks.
He roughly squeezed the firm, elastic mound of flesh.
<Ugh!>
There was no need to loosen him up.
The hole remembered everything. Wet and slack, it welcomed him.
Thud!
<Ahh!>
The man, surrendering to his excitement, slammed his hips like a madman from the start.
He wrapped both arms around the other’s shoulders and crown. To prevent escape. He almost hugged him, stuffing him into his embrace.
The inner walls clinging to his member made Kaelus feel his spine melt. Unable to bear it, he bowed his head as if lying on the man.
That seemed to stimulate him even more, his partner moaned.
Kaelus devoured the man completely. He tasted him to his heart’s content.
He sucked and stretched the trembling nipples. He sealed their lips together.
Each time he stimulated him, the inner walls tightened honestly, and he came deep inside.
Again.
Again.
He came until the man’s stomach swelled… then he opened his eyes.
* * *
“……”
He was insane.
Kaelus diagnosed his own state matter-of-factly.
Pulling back the covers, his lower half stood menacingly erect beneath his pants. Veins stood out on his forehead. With a disgusted expression, he lifted his pants and underwear to check inside.
He groaned and dropped the back of his head onto the pillow.
“……Haa.”
Seriously. He wasn’t in his right mind.
In the dim darkness of the early dawn.
Kaelus, awakened belatedly to desire, lay in bed radiating a menacing aura.
‘……Once I return to the capital.’
He had to find that man, no matter what it took.
* * *
The monsters began moving again.
I scanned their movements from atop the fortress walls and immediately relayed the news to Kaelus.
“Understood.”
He prepared to depart.
“Please ride Lord Yuram.”
Nitan brought out the special saddle he’d nagged Anax’s craftsmen to make and insisted.
“…I thought that matter was already settled.”
“Is it over just because you announced it unilaterally?”
“Of course it’s over. I’m your superior.”
“……”
The subordinate, having no rebuttal, fell silent for a moment.
But he didn’t back down.
“This Monster Wave is different from before. It’s an unprecedented situation. You know this already, having been beaten badly and trapped in Anax Fortress for nearly a month……”
“……Do you think I wouldn’t notice if you cursed me naturally?”
Kaelus glared at Nitan with a look that said, ‘You dare think I’m an idiot?’ Nitan immediately bowed his head.
“I momentarily lost my mind… Anyway! Even if they died and came back to life, a few Pensilta wouldn’t stand a chance against those things.”
“……”
Kaelus didn’t say, ‘But we have the Kremlis.’
It might be possible. But the risk the Kremlis would bear in the process was far too great.
Now, Kaelus agreed with Nitan. There would never be another Kremlis like that. He was far too valuable a force to lose here.
…Though that wasn’t the only reason.
Kaelus forced himself to suppress it before his personal feelings surfaced.
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