Episode 17 [Instant Impact](4)
6:00 Am sharp.
Without an inch of distraction, Dante raised his upper body from the bed, came down to the floor, and made a futon with a familiar motion.
Yeonhwa, whom I had asked to sleep with last night, took a seat in a corner of the sheet in the form of a fox and quietly closed her eyes.
Hey, since she was deprived of her godly status and descended to the underworld, she has lived a difficult life in the forest with her body as a beast.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good night’s sleep in a warm and comfortable place.
Dante stepped carefully so as not to wake Yeon-hwa, then quickly entered the bathroom and slowly closed the door in a slow motion.
A door that closes softly with a click and no noise.
“Whoa…Mission success, ok.”
With a brief sigh of relief, Dante walked over to the polished sink to wash his face.
The moment you put your hand on the faucet valve,
“…… Huh..?”
Dante looked absentmindedly at his own face in the mirror and let out a dazed sound.
To be more precise, he looked intently at his reddish cheeks with his eyes narrowed.
“It’s strange… Are there mosquitoes in the castle? When the hell did this happen───”
Ah.
As if realizing something in her, Dante made a puzzled expression as he put his hand to her mouth.
The image of a beautiful woman still vividly pops into my mind.
The touch of her lips.
“…….Heeek…”
And at the figure of another woman he recalled at the same time, Dante shrank her body and frowned at her.
‘───What a (*dragon swear word) year. f*ck you.’
He felt goosebumps run through his body at the sound of Olivia’s voice playing automatically in her head.
The murderous anger of the Black Dragon, who was angry that he smelled someone else’s body odor, was not a lie.
I mean it wasn’t a lie.
“Aww…! You asshole…!!”
Is it really true that people’s greed is endless and they always repeat the same mistakes!
Slapping my cheek, Dante rolled his foot.
I noticed her like a ghost and shuddered at her just by holding her in her arms for a moment, but now that I even kissed her on her lap pillow, will she, who is sensitive to her body odor, really leave me alone?
────Not worth half a penny.
Tell me not to f*ck. The Olivia I knew was not such a kind-hearted dragon.
Shook!
Kikkik, kiik!
Shuaaa!!
Dante threw off his nightgown and threw himself into the bathtub and frantically took a shower.
I hope that Yeonhwa’s smell on my body will fade as much as possible.
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It took a long time for him to lather so lightly that his skin peeled off like a mysophobia patient. Dante came out of the body wearing a casual shirt and black shorts with a towel over his shoulder and sprayed the deodorant he had prepared in advance.
How many showers would have made her already white skin even whiter?
Dante bit her lip softly, brushing off his wet hair with a towel.
No, this won’t work. All Olivia wants is her own body to smell her scent.
If you don’t smell anything, it’s almost certain that you’ll doubt it again.
Then what should I do from now on?
“Haa… f*ck life.”
I accidentally put my hand in the dragon’s mouth.
He moved heavy steps with an expression reminiscent of a warrior about to go into battle, determined to do something big.
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Except for special occasions, Olivia tended to sleep in her dragon form most of the time she got a good night’s sleep.
The appearance of a huge jet-black dragon lying in a coil in the huge central hall of the castle was like a painting.
Besides, she was a dragon who tended to sleep a lot in the morning.
“[Z….Zz…..Z]”
Unsurprisingly, as I walked along the long hallway leading to the central hall, I found Olivia, who was sleeping deeply with her eyelids tightly closed.
Dante, moving stealthily on tiptoe, approached the place where the tip of her tail lay, and stood there for about a minute, staring blankly down at Olivia’s tail.
“Whoa, whoa…Good.”
He took a deep breath and said to himself that it was okay and that this too would pass.
“Ha, one, two…!”
Fluffy!
She flew over Olivia’s tail, her eyes tightly closed.
“Wow..! It’s not cold… It’s warmer than I thought..?”
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Dante touched the black scales with a surprised look.
Since it was a cool morning, I thought it would be rough and as cold as ice.
When I touched it with my whole body like this, it was as smooth as silk and was subtly soft and warm.
‘Yeonhwa-nim’s hair is nice…But this is how it is…’
Somehow addicting to the touch.
Every time you change the angle of your gaze, the sheen that flows is just pretty.
You really did a good job managing it.
Who is the skill?
“Huh.”
As he rubbed his cheeks against the black scales, he soaked up Olivia’s scent all over his body.
This isn’t particularly selfish, it’s just a series of processes for survival, so don’t misunderstand.
“…Ha, let’s pick just one..?”
So you’re not f*cking selfish?
If you make a necklace out of the scales and wear it on your body, for example, wouldn’t it act as a cover for other body odors?
Then Olivia’s doubts will naturally diminish.
It was a gamble worth taking.
With his body pressed against her tail, Dante carefully held one of the smallest black scales in his hand.
Okay, pull it slowly now ──Now, wait a minute, come to think of it, dragon scales are like steel, and they say that they don’t come off or break with any kind of shock… Will they come off if you pull them with your hands like this?
“Of course only my hand hurts..”
Once he realized an important fact, he scratched his cheek in embarrassment.
Then what should I do, later when she wakes up, she pretends to be crazy and she asks for a favor.
Why? What would you answer if asked? What reason should I give?
“[Can you pull out a scale?]”
“Ah yes, thank you if you do—ah?”
As soon as a familiar voice hits my ear, all thoughts run away.
…..Eh, oh, that can’t be. I must have heard hallucinations.
There’s no way the dragon who is said to stay awake in the world wakes up this early, right?
──It shouldn’t happen.
Screaming bewildered, Dante turned his head away, squeaking like a rusty robot.
Filling the field of vision were vertical red eyes that gleamed like giant rubies.
With one hand on her chin, her eyes narrowed, Olivia with a somewhat meaningful smile on her lips said in her alluring voice.
“[You want my scales, right?]”
“…Since when…No where… Have you seen…?”
The scales are not important right now, you bastard.
A hollow voice of hope echoed through the central hall, and she answered, raising her tail in the same position Dante was hanging from, and bringing it close to her muzzle.
“[From the beginning, bastard.]”
As if feeling very happy to see something good in the morning, Olivia stroked her Dante’s hair with the tips of her nails.
On the other hand, unlike her, his face was gradually turning red with shame and astonishment.
Olivia nailed it, twisting the corners of her mouth.
“[───You were sick earlier?]”
The black dragon’s eyes shimmered.
f*ck.
Let’s commit suicide.
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The jet black dragon Olivia and the demon Dante
*Olivia can control the size of her body at will
(Enlarged version)