Ch.164Echo – 4

“…Are you telling me to grab the horns?”

I asked in confusion. From my experience when we went to catch the Elder Lich, I knew just how sensitive a dragon’s horns were.

The Chairwoman nodded with eyes full of embarrassment.

“Yes. No matter how I think about it, I don’t have confidence to overcome my desires, so I’d rather have my strength drained. For dragons, horns are both pride and weakness… but I can surrender them to you.”

“If they’re such a weak spot that just grabbing them drains your strength, shouldn’t you hide them rather than exposing them like this?”

There was no reason to openly display such a ridiculously sensitive weakness that could drain all strength just from being firmly grabbed. She could surely hide them if she wanted to, just like how she conceals her tail and scales.

What good would come from displaying them like tempting targets?

“Child, didn’t I tell you? For dragons, horns are both weakness and pride. For our kind, hiding our horns would be more shameful than humans walking around naked.”

Even as she spoke, the Chairwoman seemed unable to shake off her embarrassment, slightly covering one eye with the back of her hand. Beneath it, her cheek was tomato-red.

I didn’t quite understand, but I decided to accept it. Different species have different customs. Even Nika’s perspective on clothing and exposure was completely different from humans.

I looked at the pair of horns protruding through her black hair. Their bumpy texture suggested they would poke into my palm if I grabbed them.

“Above all, normally Dragon Heart directly protects them, so unless you have enough power to pierce Dragon Heart, they don’t function as a weakness. They only become vulnerable when I voluntarily lower my protection…”

When our eyes met, the Chairwoman stopped speaking and closed her mouth. A girlish moan escaped from her lips.

“D-don’t stare so intently… it’s embarrassing…”

“If it’s that embarrassing, is it really okay for me to grab them?”

The Chairwoman nodded shyly while squirming. I momentarily questioned whether I really needed to bury my face in her chest while doing this.

“…Alright.”

But what could I do? Since this experiment was connected to the Divine Spear, I had no choice.

“Let’s consider this punishment for what you did to me earlier.”

“Punishment… Ah, I understand. Feel free to discipline me thoroughly.”

At the word “punishment,” the Chairwoman swallowed hard and nodded. That word seemed to reduce her tension and increase her anticipation.

I released her other arm. As something warm rose from the body beneath me, I could sense the horns becoming noticeably weaker. I hadn’t noticed before, but now that it was gone, I could clearly feel the difference.

“Wait a moment.”

As I tried to move off her hips, her hand grabbed my arm, stopping me. I paused, wondering why.

“C-could you… stay seated on top of me while you do it…?”

“…Yes. I will.”

The Chairwoman let out another girlish moan at the bewildered look in my eyes, but she never retracted her request for me to grab her horns while straddling her.

“Before we begin, please keep one thing in mind. I’ll try my best to endure, but I might struggle quite violently. No, since I’ve never had my horns grabbed before, I’ll definitely try to push you away. So, child, even if I beg and struggle for you to let go, don’t show mercy and keep holding until all my strength is drained.”

“I understand. I won’t let go no matter what, so don’t worry.”

The Chairwoman, her face a mess of tension, excitement, and anticipation, slightly raised her head. I reached out and grabbed one horn.

“Eek, kyah?!”

Her golden vertical pupils dilated dramatically. Her abdomen tensed, revealing perfect abs. Her legs contracted and seemed to stamp the floor, as I heard something breaking behind me.

Her long fingers desperately clutched at the mattress. The mattress tore completely, unable to withstand a dragon’s grip.

“Ah, child. Could you wait just a moment? It’s more sensitive than I thought. I need a little more mental preparation—”

“No.”

“Kyahk?!”

When I tightened my grip on the horn, the Chairwoman let out a rough moan and twisted her body. Perhaps remembering her own words, she gritted her teeth, trying to contain her emotions.

I raised my other hand. Seeing this, the Chairwoman, who had been enduring the sensation of her horn being grabbed, began to tremble.

“Just a moment… truly just a moment. Please wait a little. Child. That’s not allowed. I only mentioned one side, not—AAAH?!”

Ignoring her pleas, I grabbed the other horn as well. Immediately, her golden vertical pupils rolled back. Almost simultaneously, her waist jerked upward. Though brief, it was such a violent spasm that my body lifted slightly.

Instinctively, I tightened my grip on her horns to steady myself. The Chairwoman let out a shrill scream and twisted her body. Seeing her seemingly trying to throw me off, I gripped the horns even more firmly.

“Both at once! Hyaik?! Both are not allowed! Haaaang! Please let go for a moment! Child? Child?! Both at once— HIGYUUUT?!”

Her flailing hands found my thighs and grabbed them. I magically removed them and pinned them to the torn mattress. While I was at it, I also restrained her ankles and waist.

With her limbs perfectly bound, unable to do anything but twist her body and scream, her moaning pleas became even more desperate.

“Please… Haaang! Please let go, child! Kyahit! I’ll do anything else, so please…! Hng, keuik?!”

“No. Didn’t you say it yourself, Chairwoman? Even if you beg and struggle for me to let go, I should never show mercy and keep holding until all your strength is drained.”

“That’s true, but… hng, hieek! Aang! Not that! Child! Too sensitive… Huhit?!”

I gently scratched the tip with my thumbnail. A scream-like moan burst out. Her chest heaved violently with each twist of her body. It seemed like a blow from those could easily shatter a normal human’s cervical vertebrae.

‘No, just how big of a weakness is this….’

It’s become such a cliché that horned species have sensitive horns, but I never expected to see such a setting in a romance fantasy novel.

Of course, since this was a yuri romance fantasy written by Laura full of desire, she was most likely the cause. Whenever something seemed off about the setting, Laura was always the culprit.

Except for why Rosaria’s “saint outfit” looked the way it did. I still haven’t figured that out.

“Hnguut… Haang… Hit… Hi, keuik…”

After just about a minute, the Chairwoman seemed unable to even speak anymore, only letting out half-crying moans. Her body was still writhing, so it seemed I just needed to continue a little longer.

I applied a bit more pressure to the horns. Just a little more—

—Slurp…

Suddenly, her resistance greatly diminished. The tension throughout her body released, and her abdomen, which had displayed perfect abs, returned to its soft state. Her waist slowly sank down.

Just as I thought I’d succeeded, I immediately sensed something was wrong when I saw the Chairwoman with her tongue hanging out, eyes rolled back, twitching and convulsing.

“Chairwoman?”

“…”

There was no response. I gently removed my hands from her horns and stood up. I looked down at the large female form in the center of the broken bed, with her wrists, ankles, and waist still magically bound.

The Chairwoman had fainted with her eyes rolled back.

And she had thoroughly soaked between her legs.

A transparent, viscous liquid covered her underwear and stockings, overflowing beyond them to stain the mattress. The color of the mattress gradually darkened, especially around her inner thighs.

“…”

How am I supposed to clean this up?

“You’re back, Mira? How did it—What’s with that expression?”

“She promised to grant me any wish later. I’m scared of what she might ask for.”

“…What exactly did you do?”

“It’s not entirely my fault, though Laura is about 90% to blame.”

“Why are you dragging me into this when I wasn’t even there?”

A week had passed. During that time, we spent time together in various ways. Since we confirmed that the Demon God had started moving directly, we couldn’t avoid using the Divine Spear.

Despite being together all day, I never managed to feel the same emotions I had felt toward Elisier, but that didn’t mean there were no results.

For example, the condition for alleviating the pain had improved from requiring physical contact to being significantly reduced just by having her nearby. The reason for this change remained unknown.

“No.”

“But there’s no need to—”

“No.”

“…”

When I suggested that we no longer needed to stay together, all four possessed individuals collectively and adamantly refused, so that idea was scrapped.

“How’s the demon realm these days? Is it okay?” Rosaria asked while adjusting her clothes. She was curious because Nika and Beatrice had visited yesterday, and Nika had received plenty of spiritual energy.

“Nothing major has happened, apparently. The succubi’s position has become so firmly established that no one dares to challenge them, and the demons are busy fighting among themselves to establish hierarchy, true to their nature.”

“Really? That’s good. You can stay here for the entire vacation then, right?”

“Saying things like that always jinxes it.”

“Oh, come on—”

“There you are, Mira. Urgent news has arrived from the imperial palace. It’s about the demon realm.”

Rosaria’s face froze mid-laugh. Laura had an expression that seemed to ask why this always happens.

“…”

“See?”

Ignoring Rosaria, who awkwardly averted her gaze, I approached Laura.

“What’s going on?”

“The succubi have proposed a truce. This is unprecedented, so they’ve suggested summoning not only the hero but you as well to hear your opinions.”