Ch.190Chapter 190

Ouro seemed curious about how her body was made.

How is a Demon God’s body, which is constructed differently from humans, created? Even with a different structure, it was possible because there were parts that functioned like genes.

Based on that, if you just add magical power, you get a person with the exact same face. I can guess that the different eye color might be due to some of the Professor’s magical power being imbued, causing a mutation in the process.

The Professor even wrote a paper about this… Anyway, normally, one would have to die several times to transfer control of a body, eventually handing it over with an adult body. It’s quite remarkable that the two of us can face each other and have a conversation like this.

Ouro had been curious about this for a while, and the Professor and I had desperately tried to avoid the subject.

Honestly, some things only need to be known by those who already know. Is there really a need to tell someone something they don’t need to know?

That’s what people usually think, but sometimes things are beyond our control. Thanks to Ouro’s body shrinking to almost its minimum size and recording continuous growth since last year, I’ve reached the point where I’m struggling to handle her persistence.

I was sweating profusely.

“Are you going to show me?”

“Rather than showing you, I’m just going to tell you…”

Honestly, I’m not confident.

It’s strange to talk about confidence in something I’ve done before, but first, I want to say that since I didn’t do it to show or tell someone else, my body feels stiff and awkward.

Ouro’s gaze grew suspicious at my stiff movements.

But if I went to the Professor and said, “Teach me about mating,” the atmosphere would immediately become awkward, and neither the Professor nor I would know what to do. We’d both try desperately to divert Ouro’s interest.

The problem was that even if we did that, Ouro would just be upset, and she might end up talking about mating outside the house too.

It’s hard to find someone so consistent and stubborn. She has good qualities, but it’s unfortunate that she also has these not-so-good ones.

“So I just watch?”

“Well, you know when we bathe. This, the chest.”

“Yes.”

“This is originally used by mothers to feed their babies.”

“Huh?”

I explained the purpose of breasts, but when Ouro questioned it, I wondered if I hadn’t explained properly. Sweating profusely, I hesitated and then bowed my head.

“So… babies don’t have teeth when they’re young, so they need to drink things like milk, and milk actually comes out of the chest!”

“But it doesn’t come out of Ourr?”

“…No, it doesn’t come out of me. Demon Gods don’t need to feed babies.”

I looked away. Ouro seemed to sense something strange and pressed the point further.

“Does it come out of the Professor then?”

“No, so… after getting pregnant, that’s when the body, you know. It realizes there’s a baby and starts producing milk. Then you give that to the baby.”

“Ourr?”

“Well, I was pregnant, but since you grew by consuming magical power, I didn’t need to feed you.”

“I didn’t get anything from Ourr…”

When I talk about being her mother, she tells me not to talk nonsense, but now she’s acting like I failed as a mother by not feeding her. She pretends to be naive while subtly steering the conversation in her favor.

No matter what, can’t she respect my years of experience?

I glared at Ouro with narrowed eyes, but she just blinked calmly.

See that? As soon as she thinks she’ll hear something, she closes her mouth and urges me to continue.

“Anyway, that’s how it is. And… originally, it’s something men and women do together. Animals do it too, males and females. Since I’m a Demon God and you’re a Demon God, we’re not bound by those rules.”

“What’s different about being with a male?”

“Well, that’s…”

I was at a loss for words.

I don’t know why I’m giving her sex education. It’s full of embarrassing words that would be difficult to say calmly without a certain professional mindset, and I’m clearly not up to the task.

I could only sigh, not knowing where to begin explaining to Ouro. My face getting hot was just a bonus.

The child who had insisted on hearing this showed no sign of embarrassment, just looking at me with eyes full of curiosity. She even sparkled with interest each time I satisfied her curiosity.

“Men…! Males have something like a stick, and with that they, um, well.”

“Yes, yes.”

“No! I don’t know either.”

“Why are you saying you don’t know when you were explaining so well?”

Her innocent question filled me with self-loathing.

I grabbed my face and rolled on the floor, and Ouro grabbed me.

“Don’t run away.”

“Waaah. Leave me alone.”

Thinking I was trying to escape, she grabbed my ankle and wouldn’t let go, making me feel like I had shackles on. She was probably right. It was a grip I couldn’t break free from with strength alone.

Rolling this way and that, I rolled around for a while before finally stopping and taking a deep breath.

It was clear that Ouro wouldn’t understand if I explained it this way, so I decided to just satisfy her curiosity about what it looks like and how it works.

I vaguely realized that saying unnecessary things would only increase her curiosity.

“Ourr.”

“Mmm.”

“Is this how it’s supposed to be?”

Ouro asked while hugging me tightly from behind. The way she hugged from behind seemed quite impressive to her.

It felt different from the sexual curiosity of a young age. She seemed to find it hard to believe that she had received a new body from such an act, and at the same time, there was a desire to experience that feeling.

“That works too…”

To be honest, I wanted to tell her to let go because it was really uncomfortable now. But thinking this might be an opportunity, I kept quiet.

I know what mating is. But I don’t know how to mate.

Due to this information imbalance, could I somehow trick Ouro? I had a brilliant idea to sacrifice today for a more comfortable future.

Yes. If I just stay still like this, Ouro will be satisfied on her own.

“It’s warm.”

Ouro nuzzled her face against the back of my head. I could hear my hair rustling and feel both hardness and softness.

Phew. Breathing out with a mix of relief and anxiety, I relaxed my body.

I closed my eyes for a moment, hoping Ouro would naturally let go after a while. But Ouro made my skin crawl while staying still.

“Ourr. But animals are naked, right? Doesn’t that mean people should be too?”

“…Huh?”

Startled, I tried to turn my head slightly. Because she was hugging me from behind, I couldn’t turn much.

“It seems that way.”

“Sometimes you seem mature, and sometimes you seem like a child.”

“I’ve still lived a long time.”

“You always say that. I’m the same, aren’t I?”

“Ourr seems mature somehow. In a normal way. I wonder if I’m different from you.”

“We’re both similar and different, I suppose.”

We continued our conversation like that, with her hugging me and me being hugged.

Another peaceful day passes. Feeling the warm temperature of the day…

“But why do you keep changing the subject, Ourr?”

“What, what did I do?”

I flinched and cut off my words. She didn’t seem to notice, but perhaps she had been dissatisfied from the beginning, as I felt a slight increase in strength in Ouro’s arms wrapped around my waist.

I swallowed a groan as Ouro released me.

“You said you’d tell me, but you keep being evasive.”

“That’s because you keep doing this.”

“I told you I wouldn’t, but you still won’t tell me.”

I had nothing to say to that.

I just wanted to escape this awkward situation, but I kept my mouth shut, thinking that if I did run away, Ouro might become a child who doesn’t keep promises.

Feeling I needed to say something, I squeezed my eyes shut, suppressed my embarrassment, and spoke.

“…You’re right, Ouro. So originally, naked… without clothes, you rub genitals. That’s how babies are made, like what you did.”

“Genitals?”

“Um, yes. It doesn’t matter for you, but the reason there are bathrooms is because of physiological functions, and also the organs for making babies… are… why, why are you undressing?”

I tried to string words together, but it was distracting what was happening in front of me, making it hard to speak.

When I asked in surprise, Ouro, who had already removed her clothes and exposed her upper body, tilted her head.

“You said we need to be naked, right?”

“When making babies! That’s only when making babies.”

“…I don’t know so many things. You shouldn’t know either since you don’t have what I don’t have, but how do you know so much? I didn’t even really know what a bathroom was.”

Ouro looked dejected. But contrary to her expression, she boldly stepped forward and grabbed my hand.

“Tell me.”

“I already told… you?”

“Tell me more.”

I don’t know many things. I couldn’t refuse those eyes saying that. As if I had no right to refuse, Ouro firmly held my hand and carefully leaned forward.

Her leaning body lost balance and fell to the floor with a thud. Our foreheads collided.

“Ugh.”

“Ouch.”

Hearing the dry groan, I glanced at Ouro.

“Ouro. You need to put your clothes on.”

“I won’t put them on until you show me yourself.”

After saying that, she completely undressed, and now there was truly no turning back.