Ch.210A World Where Everyone Is Unhappy (5)

Looking at my lover eagerly licking my barely erect member filled me with complicated emotions.

First, I was overjoyed that such a beautiful woman desired me so intensely.

Moreover, the reason for my inability to get hard was simply my poor physical condition, which made Silvia all the more endearing as she enthusiastically bobbed her head, her silk-like hair flowing with each movement.

Naturally, waves of thick excitement and sharp stimulation spread through my nerves, making my breathing increasingly ragged.

Yet simultaneously, I felt stinging pain from the intense stimulation on my unprepared body.

When a tingling sensation spread across the tip of my glans, my hips involuntarily jerked.

Each time this happened, I would place my hand on Silvia’s head to pull her away, but she would look up at me with half-lidded eyes while keeping my member fully in her mouth, savoring it before slowly raising her gaze to meet mine with round eyes.

Then, with my member still in her mouth, she would smile broadly as if utterly content.

That expression was unfair.

Seeing that adorable face, I could only gently stroke her head and cheek with the hand I had placed there.

Whenever my hand touched her cheek, Silvia would close her eyes softly while firmly gripping the base of my member and pressing it against her cheek, making it bulge.

It was as if she wanted to show me how deliciously she was enjoying it through my palm.

The inside of her cheek was as warm as her skin, as soft as her hair, and as pliant as her tongue.

Her fingers positioned in front of her lips, which had taken me in deeply, pulled at the skin of my member to make the glans stand as erect as possible.

Then she gently scratched the groove beneath the glans with the tip of her tongue, pressed firmly with the flesh of her inner cheek, and then tightened again with strong suction.

My hips lifted once more.

Silvia seemed satisfied with my reaction, exhaling through her nose before slowly grabbing my waist with both hands.

Her fingers, wet with dripping saliva, gently wrapped around my waist.

Silvia tilted her head slightly toward me, as if offering herself to be handled freely.

“…Silvia.”

“Mmph.”

Silvia rolled her tongue inside her mouth instead of answering.

The stimulation made my lower body tingle, and I thrust my hips upward again.

Silvia let out a small moan through her nose as if tasting something delicious.

“No…”

Unable to endure any longer, I placed my hand on her head again.

Afraid I would give in if I looked at her face, I squeezed my eyes shut.

Silvia was still firmly holding my waist with both hands.

I could have easily pulled her head away if I wanted to, as she had no means of resistance.

“Haa… ha… Silvia… that’s enough…”

“…”

Silvia silently began to slowly withdraw my member from her mouth.

Cold air touched my member as it gradually left her firm lips.

For some reason, an indescribable sense of loss washed over me at that moment.

Unconsciously, I tightened my grip on her head.

“…Mmm?”

“Ah, no… that’s…”

Silvia looked up at me with a puzzled expression.

Then, before I could make any excuse, she smiled slyly with half-lidded eyes.

“…Hehe.”

“No, wait… ugh.”

Silvia lowered her head again and took my member deep into her throat.

She tightened her throat around my still-flaccid cock.

The stimulation from the pressure felt incredible enough to drive me crazy, regardless of my inability to get hard.

I wrapped my hand around her hair once and gripped it tightly.

Even though I saw Silvia’s knowing smile, I pretended not to understand its meaning.

“…That’s not it.”

But no matter how much I denied it, the truth remained unchanged.

I didn’t want her to stop.

And Silvia knew this fact all too well.

Silvia slowly brought one hand forward again, massaging my testicles while fluttering the tip of her tongue rapidly.

“Agh!”

My mind flashed.

Even without an erection, I felt like I could ejaculate copiously at any moment.

Silvia seemed to be expecting that as well.

She slowly withdrew my member from her mouth and rapidly stimulated the tip of my glans by fluttering her tongue up and down.

I gripped her hair even tighter.

Silvia moaned softly and dropped her head.

As she enveloped me warmly once more, my faithless member surged and spurted out white lava.

Silvia tightly sealed her lips around the base of the shaft.

Her tightly pressed lips conveyed her determination and obsession not to spill a single drop.

I firmly pressed the back of her head.

Silvia clearly loved it.

*

“I’m thirsty.”

“Really? I feel fine.”

“It’s strange that I’m thirsty when Silvia was the one doing all the moving.”

“That’s because I drank while you released.”

“…”

“Are you embarrassed?”

Silvia lay down beside me with a broad smile.

I silently placed a light kiss on her lips.

Her moist lips had an indescribable tangy taste.

It’s a taste I always experience when kissing her after lovemaking.

“Ugh, I always wonder… how can you possibly consume this?”

“Why? It’s just sweet.”

“It’s incredibly bitter.”

“When it comes from someone you love, it’s sweet.”

Silvia said this while hugging me tightly.

I could understand what she meant.

Though the strange taste instinctively repulsed me as a man, I would never avoid kissing her just because her mouth tasted of my semen.

I buried my face in Silvia’s chest as she embraced me, breathing heavily.

A sharp pain was blooming from deep inside my chest.

Though I hadn’t moved much, it seems it was too strenuous for me.

“…Phew.”

“Ash, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing… it’s nothing.”

In the past, I could spend all night with her, mixing our bodies together multiple times without rest and still be fine, but now my entire body creaked after just one ejaculation.

I keenly felt how broken my body had become.

I probably wouldn’t live much longer.

Of course, I didn’t show Silvia any sign of my pain.

I didn’t want to ruin our rare intimate time together.

Fearing she might sense something amiss, I playfully bit her breast.

“Ahnn.”

Silvia let out an incredibly seductive moan and tousled my hair.

“Why provoke me if you’re not going to follow through? Do you have a death wish?”

“Hehe, Silvia is really eager.”

“Ha, like you’re any different?”

“No, I’m not. I love your body too much.”

“…Are you provoking me again?”

“What about your feelings? Won’t you say the same?”

“Who says things like that? Women who do aren’t popular.”

“That’s what they did in the romance novels I read.”

“That woman probably didn’t like that man very much. I wouldn’t mind if Ash only wanted my body.”

“Liar. You made such a fuss when I kissed Alice and Pia.”

“Ah, I had almost forgotten about that, but Ash just reminded me.”

“…Oh!”

“Take responsibility.”

“…How?”

“Now that I know you can ejaculate without getting hard… I’ll let you off with about ten more times.”

“I’ll die.”

Almost forgotten.

That’s exactly right.

Being in Silvia’s arms and exchanging these silly words made me so happy that my mind, which had been complicated with thoughts of Alice’s death and the sins Silvia had committed against me, was instantly filled with a pink haze.

I slowly raised my head.

Then, like a small bird pecking at a tree, I lightly pressed my lips against hers.

Silvia made a nasal sound and hugged me even tighter.

“Ash…”

“Yes?”

“Earlier, in the Demon King’s castle…”

“Yes…”

“When I cut you…”

“It’s okay. If you’re trying to apologize, I won’t accept it. That’s not something you should apologize for.”

I cut off Silvia’s words with a firm tone, fearing the mood might turn gloomy.

Silvia smiled slightly but shook her head slowly and continued.

“That’s not it…”

“Then?”

“At that time, I was having an incredibly happy dream.”

“…Huh?”

Thinking back clearly, Silvia was trapped in an illusion shown by the Demon King.

I too was trapped in an illusion until I was awakened by that peddler boy… no, the demon prince.

The reason the boy woke me instead of Silvia was probably because I might have died by Silvia’s blind sword.

In fact, if I hadn’t practiced evasion training with Silvia, I would have already died by her blade.

If I had died like that, Silvia, awakening from the illusion, would likely have committed suicide using the Demon King’s hand.

The fact that our grueling training wasn’t meaningless filled my heart with satisfaction.

“A dream of living in a cabin with Ash.”

“This cabin?”

“Similar, but with a bit more furniture. It was closer to the cabin we used to live in before.”

“…Sorry for burning it down.”

“It’s fine, it’s just a house. What’s important to me… is you, Ash.”

Silvia placed her index finger under my chin and slowly lifted it up.

After gazing at me for a moment, she slowly approached and overlapped her lips with mine.

It was a light kiss without tongue, perhaps conscious of the lingering scent of semen in her mouth, but the time our lips remained pressed together was as long as any passionate kiss.

After the prolonged kiss, Silvia slowly pulled away and nodded as if confirming something before continuing.

“It was truly a happy dream.”

“…Was it?”

“Yes, waking up to the smell of Ash baking bread, starting breakfast with a light kiss from Ash, hunting and chopping firewood during the day, and rolling around in bed with Ash at night…”

“Um…”

“What?”

“Is that all?”

At that moment, I thought there was something strange about the happy illusion Silvia claimed to have seen.

What felt strange wasn’t that the scene was too magnificent or unrealistic to imagine, but rather that it was too modest and familiar.

“What do you mean ‘is that all’? It was such a happy dream. For the past few years, I’ve longed for such a life.”

“But that’s… just the everyday life we had while living together. Specifically, since the day we first had sex.”

At my words, Silvia smiled broadly.

“That’s right. That’s why I love you, Ash.”

“…?”

“The greatest happiness I can imagine is you, Ash.”

Silvia’s face as she confessed so matter-of-factly couldn’t have looked more adorable.

Haha.

The woman before my eyes is someone who defeated even the Demon King.

I saw her finely slice the Demon King’s body just hours ago.

Like a warrior from a fairy tale facing a giant dragon, Silvia too is an unparalleled hero who belongs in legends, history, and fairy tales.

But I found such a Silvia unbearably lovable.

A ticklish happiness was surging from a place deeper than the inside of my chest, which was emitting a heavy pain.

“Silvia…”

“But now, Ash is different from what I saw in that illusion.”

“…Huh?”

“Well, the Ash I saw then was healthy enough to chop firewood himself.”

“…”

This woman,

She’s trying to ruin the mood when things were going well.

“Ahaha.”

Seeing my slightly offended expression, Silvia laughed brightly and then lowered one of her hands that had been embracing my back to firmly grab my buttock.

“Whoa!”

“Don’t make that face. Silly.”

“…Then why didn’t you just stay in the illusion?”

“…”

Come to think of it, that’s true.

Perhaps living in that illusion would have been better for Silvia.

No matter how false the appearance, the me in that dream was apparently indistinguishable from the real me.

Only healthier and without wounds.

Although she might die at the hands of the Demon King, perhaps dying while living in that illusion would have been a better ending for Silvia, who had suffered for so long.

Above all, the real me… won’t live that long.

“You’re thinking strange thoughts again.”

Silvia frowned slightly as if she could tell without looking and lightly bumped her forehead against mine.

Though it was a light gesture, a not-so-light thud echoed through the cabin.

“Ouch.”

“I only said it was different.”

“Um… yes?”

Silvia continued speaking with our foreheads pressed together.

“No matter how good the Ash in that dream was at cooking, exercising, and sex,”

“…Yes.”

“I prefer the real Ash much more.”

“…”

“I realized that for certain when we just kissed.”

Silvia spoke with a resolute tone.

“I cannot live without the real Ash.”

“…”

…Perhaps I should prepare in advance so that Silvia can live on her own after I die.

So that she doesn’t waste her remaining life in a sense of loss.

The world in the illusion that Silvia saw was, from any perspective, a world of perfect happiness for her.

But reality was not like that.

She would soon have to part with the revived Maria, Alice had died, and humanity, though it had survived, would certainly face a long period of chaos.

Above all, I am dying.

A world full of misfortune for everyone.

Silvia considers such a world good because of me alone.

Then, I too must go along with her choice.

“Me too,”

Well, I can worry about this after we return to Goldfield territory.

With that thought, I continued.

“I too can no longer live without Silvia.”

“Hehe.”

Silvia hugged me tightly like a teddy bear.

By the way, an illusion.

The Demon King’s illusion magic that showed Silvia happy scenes.

What did I see in that illusion?

Surely…

“…Ha.”

“Hmm?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

At that moment, I clearly saw

A peaceful death.

A warm voice saying it was okay to die now, okay to fall into a peaceful sleep.

That was all I saw and heard in the illusion.

So in the end, is this world not so bad for me who is dying?

I let out an empty laugh and silently embraced Silvia.