Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Otherworld Demon King Survival Guide.

Episode 38: Becoming The Dungeon Master (9)

I could feel my heart pounding wildly. We were so close. My face was currently buried between the Dryad’s soft and ample bosom.

I couldn’t gather my thoughts due to this overwhelmingly sweet scent… Did she actually see me as something akin to a husband?

Or just a simple mating partner?

But did Dryads even have males? They probably did, right? Every species had both genders, didn’t they?

Maybe not.

There might not be.

ㅡHuhahahaha!

There was no way there could be a natural-born superhuman walking around, laughing, and covering their private parts with just one leaf, like Michelangelo’s statue of David.

That shouldn’t be.

It shouldn’t exist…!

The mere thought drove me mad! That was the real monster of the forest! If Dryads were forest fairies, then that was the real monster! There couldn’t be a creature jumping around doing somersaults and windmills while covering itself with just a leaf!

Anyway.

As I was about to place my hand on her waist,

“Shyaa.”

“Huh?”

The Dryad, who had freed me from the bosom prison, held my face and began grooming me with her tongue, just as she did before.

“Hyaah… Hyaah.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Hyaah.”

ㅡLick.

ㅡLick.

ㅡLick.

She continued grooming me while making satisfied noises. I had no choice but to remain still.

Even though I wanted to reciprocate her active approach, this Dryad wasn’t just an ordinary woman. She was more like a forest fairy.

Her sensibilities might be different.

It would be troublesome if I touched her and she suddenly ran away. I didn’t want to see her leave.

Thus.

“Shyaa… Shyaa…”

After grooming me for quite a while, the Dryad fell asleep. She nestled and cuddled up to me comfortably.

“…”

What could I do?

Now that she was asleep.

I closed my eyes. There was an intense rush of blood to my lower half… but I couldn’t rashly move.

“Let’s just sleep.”

ㅡSwoosh.

I sneaked my arm around her waist. The Dryad was still just lying down, sleeping.

What would I even do with this seemingly innocent girl right now… I must restrain myself.

“Shaa. Shaashaa.”

With the Dryad’s refreshing voice, I awakened. The surroundings were slightly dim. A faint light flowed in from the dungeon entrance.

“Ah, is it time to wake up?”

The very end of dawn.

Just before sunrise.

This was always the time I woke up, but maybe because I slept so warmly and comfortably last night, I wanted to sleep more.

“Shaashaa.”

“Hmm?”

The Dryad, sitting curled up in front of me, was poking my cheek, trying to wake me up.

“I get it. I’ll get up.”

“Shaa.”

I quickly sat up. The Dryad immediately stuck to my side.

“Being affectionate this early?”

“Shaashaa.”

She seemed happy, rubbing her head on my shoulder. Watching her, I thought it was becoming too much.

“Hold on, Dryad.”

“Shaa?”

“Stand in front of me.”

“Shaa.”

Understanding me, the Dryad stood before me.

“Well… since we slept under the same blanket, I can’t keep calling you ‘Dryad’.”

“Shaa?”

“I’ll give you a name.”

It felt odd to keep calling her ‘Dryad’. After all, it was just a race name I had named her. Buril and Imsoong both had names, so I couldn’t keep calling her by her race name.

“You keep saying ‘Shaashaa’, so, um, how about… Sha?”

Sha-Han-Sha?

Shagas?

Shagai?

Shagicut?

Chanel? Ah. This one sounded pretty. But naming her after a luxury brand feels off. What other words started with ‘Sha’? After pondering for a moment,

“Sharan.”

I decided on a name.

“From now on, I’ll call you Sharan.”

“Shaa?”

“Sharan. Your name is now Sharan. Sharan. Try saying it. Sharan.”

“Shaa?”

“Not ‘Shaa’, but ‘Sharan’.”

“Shaa.”

Did she have pronunciation problems? Sharan keeps tilting her head and saying ‘Shaa’. She probably felt frustrated, too, since we weren’t communicating properly.

“Alright, let’s try this slowly. Sha. Ran. Repeat.”

“Shaa. Shaa.”

“Come on.”

I tapped on my mouth this time, asking her to repeat.

“Follow me. Sha.”

“Sha?”

Oh!

Great!

“Ran.”

“Hang.”

“Hang?”

So she couldn’t pronounce ‘ran’?

“Alright, again. Sha.”

“Sha.”

“Ran.”

“Hang.”

Sha-hang.

“Together, Sharan.”

“Shaa?”

A splendid failure.

“Shaa!”

But what made her so happy? A smiling Sharan hugged my neck again.

“Sigh, teaching her language would be convenient.”

Teaching a language to someone who knew nothing? That was incredibly challenging. It took me almost ten years to learn the language of the demon world.

Anyway.

Did she understand her name?

“So, Sharan?”

“Shya?”

“Oh!”

Sharan responded to her name! It seemed she recognized it. That was right. Recognizing her name was a significant progress.

“Well then… Sharan. Since it’s morning, I’ll do that thing for you.”

“Shya?”

The Demon Control Technique.

Perhaps it would work this time. Honestly, casting a control spell on such an innocent girl who knew nothing felt a bit off, but what else could I do?

“Watch closely.”

I raised my finger.

I deployed the control technique.

Paat!

The magic that emerged from my heart flowed out through my fingertips. That externalized magic focused on a point, creating a black orb about the size of a bead on my fingertip.

“Shya!”

Sharan’s eyes widened in amazement when she saw it.

“Surprising, isn’t it?”

“Shya! Shya-Shya!”

She pointed at it excitedly. Oh, maybe she remembered? I did something similar after she fought the goblins last time.

“That’s right. I’ll infuse it into you. Hold on.”

I placed the orb on Sharan’s neck.

Swish.

The orb merged into Sharan’s skin.

And then…

“Shya, Shyat…!”

Sharan shuddered for a moment.

After a few seconds…

“Shya-shyat…! Shyat!”

“Oh!”

“Shya-Shya!”

Suddenly, Sharan raised her voice, embraced me again, and naturally began grooming my face. Even more vigorously this time.

“Hahaha, did it work, Sharan? Sit.”

“Shya.”

As expected, she didn’t sit.

It seems the spell didn’t really work, but maybe giving her the energy elevated her mood? Due to the demonic power infused into her, she might be feeling a temporary high.

Maybe if I kept infusing my power like this, it would work? I was not sure yet. After all, I knew almost nothing about magic.

Well, anyway…

“Let’s get to today’s tasks! Everyone! If you’re awake, come out!”

“Ke, kherk…”

“Grrr…”

And so, with my subordinates, who looked a little annoyed, I stepped out of the dungeon.

The first thing in the morning was to go hunting, but Sharan didn’t want to part from me.

So, I took Buril and Sharan with me to the field.

“Kereuk…”

“It’s fine, alright? Sharan’s good.”

“Kerukkeruk.”

Buril seemed quite displeased. Even when I assured him it was okay. Out of exasperation, he pressed both hands on the back of his head, bent forward, and began walking in an exaggerated, funny manner.

This little one was acting rebellious.

“Ha, this one, really.”

But I had to give Buril some slack.

“Shaashaa.”

“Hm?”

“Shaa.”

“This?”

But Sharan, who was beside me, pointed to the wooden spear I was holding. It was as if she was asking for it.

“Here.”

“Shaa.”

I handed over the spear immediately. Sharan examined it and then returned it. And then.

Swooook.

She went up to the tree ahead and cast her plant magic again!

Pabadeuk…!

A straight and upright branch grew. At the end of this branch, vines began to coil around. And as they wound around… the tip pointed out sharply!

“Could it be!”

“Shaa.”

A spear!

A spear!

Sharan handed me the wooden spear!

The tip was coiled with vines, resembling a spiral spear in shape! It looked very sharp and sturdy!

“Did you make a spear for me!”

“Shaa.”

I immediately took it and examined it…! It was a perfectly made wooden spear! With its durability, it seemed reusable many times!

“You beautiful thing! Thank you!”

“Shaa?”

I immediately stroked Sharan’s head.

Padakpadak.

“Shaashaashaa.”

It sounded like Sharan’s leafy ears were flapping happily.

Sharan seems pleased to have been of help to me. How could one be this adorable!

“Wait a minute.”

If I thought about it.

If we have Sharan… wouldn’t we be able to get tools like this every few days?

Sharan was able to control wood. So, not just spears or shovels, but couldn’t she also make furniture?

“…!”

The thought sent shivers down my spine.

Chairs. Bookshelves. Beds. Water containers. If we tried, she might even be able to create them easily. Maybe even a wooden shield? Could we arm my subordinates with them?

“Sharan…!”

“Shaa?”

“You’re my treasure!”

Warak!

“Shaat!”

I immediately hugged Sharan tightly! Sharan didn’t reject my physical affection! Could I be any happier!

“Kereuk…”

Buril sent a jealous glance from the side, but what could I say! Sharan’s ability was just too great! With Sharan by my side, I didn’t have to worry about tools anymore!

“Shaa.”

Adorably, Sharan began to groom me again. Just as I was enjoying my time with Sharan.

Pasat!

The sound of prey came from the distance.

“Kereuk!”

Immediately, Buril sprang into action. Holding the spear Sharan gave me, I followed Buril!

“Buril! Attack!”

“Kerukkeruk!”

Papapat!

Soon, the prey appeared.

“Kererereruk!”

It turned out to be a goblin! Every time I saw a goblin, I wanted to make it my subordinate, but the success rate of the domination spell was too low… At that moment.

“Shaa!”

Sharan shouted.

Pudeuk!

“Kereuk?!”

Suddenly, vines sprouted, grabbing the fleeing goblin’s ankles!

“Ke, kerueuk! Kerueueueueuk!”

The goblin screamed in panic as it tripped due to the vines.

“Keryaaaak!”

Buril was about to pounce on him, but wait!

Let’s see.

Wouldn’t this goblin be terrified if we showed him Sharan?

“Domination spell.”

And the domination spell.

Worked better on a frightened opponent.