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223 – Please Teach Me About Sex

223 – Please Teach Me About Sex

Here is the English translation:

I never expected to be asked such blunt questions by a woman:

“How do you have sex?”

“Does sex feel good?”

If I had heard those words from another woman, I probably would have thought:

‘Is this woman flirting with me?’

That’s how embarrassing those questions were.

But what if the one asking was a dragon who had been my target for subjugation just moments ago?

What if that dragon confessed to watching me have outdoor sex?

How should I respond?

“I saw you naked and rolling around. I think it was called… sex. Does that feel good?”

Hmm.

Is the dragon flirting with me?

No way, that can’t be.

Dragons were known as the lords of all creation.

They were creatures created long before even the elves, who call themselves perfect creations.

The first beings created when the goddess made this world.

The strongest and noblest creatures in the material plane, able to dominate their surroundings by their mere presence.

Dragons were known to be beings that transcended desire.

Could such a dragon be unable to control its lust and pounce on me?

That couldn’t be.

At least, not the dragons I knew.

Even though she was blushing while looking at me now, with a face that didn’t know what to do as if I were her idol.

But still, there’s no way she could actually feel sexual desire for a human.

‘Is it academic curiosity?’

Admiration?

Seeing how she mistook me for Brave, it seemed like she was projecting some hero in her heart onto me.

“So you’re asking me to really explain what sex is?”

“Yes… that’s right.”

“…”

“I-I heard that humans reproduce their species by satisfying sexual desires. We dragons don’t do that. Our method of reproduction is to share and combine our powers to conceive a new being.”

She said there was no pleasure at all in their species’ reproduction.

Rather, she said reproduction was the most sacred and solemn event that must be carried out.

“You must never make a sound during the ritual. If your concentration wavers, you can never produce good offspring. So maintaining absolute silence is a virtue.”

I inadvertently learned about the dragon mating process.

All the details of how they produce offspring.

“O-our ritual is so boring that we have to stay together for three days and nights holding hands. That’s how we sense each other’s energy and become familiar with the other’s energy. The more familiar we become, the better we mix without error to produce a healthy dragon, so it’s the most important process.”

Once she got started, she kept talking non-stop.

It was a bit different from her shy demeanor at first.

I’d been feeling this for a while, but she gave off the impression of a hikikomori dragon.

The kind that avoids meeting people because they don’t go outside.

And then not putting on the brakes when it comes to someone they click with.

The type of otaku that dives in deep once they get hooked.

Although she mistook me for the fictional character Brave, that actually worked to my advantage.

“So you’re asking me to teach you?”

“That’s right!”

“Why should I do that? Technically, you kidnapped me and brought me to your home without permission. You’re a kidnapper.”

“Huh? Oh, th-that’s…”

She probably hadn’t anticipated this kind of response.

Monica stomped her feet, not knowing what to do.

Her eyes darted around.

She stuttered and clutched her head.

As if she had thought of some brilliant idea, her face lit up.

“B-because you’re a hero!”

“Are heroes supposed to be kind even to kidnappers?”

“No, that’s…”

As soon as I refuted her, Monica was now sweating.

As she wracked her brain for what to say next.

“It-it’s cultural exchange!”

She shouted desperately with her eyes wide open.

“It-it’s like cultural exchange between species! Just like I told you about dragons just now, I thought maybe Brave could t-teach me about human social life…”

She started out confidently, but her voice got smaller and smaller towards the end.

She looked at me with an expression like she wanted to crawl into a mouse hole right away.

‘This is enough.’

There was no point in pushing further.

I needed to take control of the conversation at my own pace by pushing and pulling appropriately.

That way I could buy time.

No matter how careless the other party seemed, you never know how they might react.

Because she’s a dragon.

They’re capricious creatures that can go from laughing to crushing those in front of them in an instant.

“Alright. I’ll teach you. Cultural exchange, that sounds good. There should be opportunities for different species to exchange cultures. Isn’t that… the mindset of harmony a hero should have?”

I spoke to her as if I were really Brave.

When the word “hero” came out of my mouth, Monica’s eyes sparkled.

“B-Brave… As expected of the greatest hero in human history.”

To be honest, I don’t know much about this Brave guy.

Although I know a lot about history, his existence never appeared in any books I’ve read.

The greatest hero in history, huh.

The greatest hero in history that I can think of is Nikki.

She may be a bit perverted, which is her only flaw, but other than that she was a perfect hero with no flaws to be found.

To call someone else the greatest hero when she exists.

I wanted to object, but I kept my mouth shut because my opponent was a dragon after all.

“Then how would you like me to teach you?”

“…Pardon?”

“There are ways to teach like an instructor through books, or I could show you through videos.”

“R-reading books doesn’t sound fun. And I’ve already seen videos before…”

Ah, right. She said she saw me doing it before.

“If you don’t like learning through videos, there is another method.”

“Really?”

“Do you know about illusion magic?”

“Illusion… magic?”

“Yes. You can experience it indirectly through that. Even if it’s not real, you can experience it as if it were real. You’ll be able to experience human sex without harming your own body.”

Illusion magic.

It was the technique I was best at.

At least within an illusion, I could neutralize even a saint or hero.

If I could just get Monica to enter an illusion, it wouldn’t be difficult to buy time until the hero’s party arrived.

“Is, is that really possible?”

“Of course.”

Monica’s eyes sparkled.

She seemed more interested than I expected.

This kind of reaction is good.

“Would you like to experience it once?”

“…Yes! I-I really like illusion magic too.”

“I see you know about illusion magic.”

“Of course! I used that magic to depict Brave’s life story!”

After finishing her words, Monica suddenly ran off somewhere.

When she manipulated something, the ceiling opened and.

Grrrr.

A complex magical machine descended.

Light shot out from it.

Whoosh.

A video started playing on the smooth wall.

It was a story of a man who looked exactly like me going on adventures with a sword.

I thought it must be the hero Brave that Monica mentioned.

“You made this yourself?”

“Yes. I captured Brave’s wonderful moments!”

The illusion magic created by the dragon wasn’t the kind that actually changed the surroundings.

It was a technique that created non-existent scenes through illusions.

While my illusion magic up to now was closer to an interactive game-like video,

The illusion Monica created now was closer to a one-way viewable medium like a movie.

‘The structure is simpler since there’s no need to manipulate it in real-time.’

At the same time, it required an enormous amount of mana.

It was a task that required complete creation from start to finish.

“Hoh, I didn’t know dragons were so skilled in illusion magic.”

“It-it’s my specialty! Thanks to it, I was able to hide my lair so well. Hehe.”

“I see. Since you know illusions well, I guess I don’t need to explain much.”

“What should I do?”

“Just leave your body to my touch in the illusion I create. I’ll teach you everything about human sex from start to finish.”

“I-I’ll learn diligently!”

Monica clenched her fists and shouted.

“Then let’s begin.”

Taking a deep breath, I chanted the spell.

It was the start of a life-or-death illusion against a dragon.

Seeing the hero she admired, Monica felt her heart racing.

Had she ever felt this excited before?

Her heart was pounding as much as when she first saw Brave through her work.

How wonderful it was to see her hero come to life like this.

Of course, her inner self knew he wasn’t the real Brave.

But.

The hero she had only watched from afar all her life appeared before her eyes.

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Who wouldn’t do anything when faced with a hero who appeared like that?

Even though she knew this man wasn’t the real Brave, Monica approached Max.

And she called him Brave.

If she thought he was Brave, then he was Brave.

Dragons had that power.

Of course, asking to be taught about sex wasn’t part of the original plan.

As she kept watching the unconscious Max sleep, she recalled the scene of him intertwining bodies with another woman.

Her heart raced and she felt excited.

She became curious because of their faces that looked like they felt good.

Unable to overcome her rising curiosity, she blurted it out.

That she wanted to try it.

That she wanted to be taught.

And now.

She had entered the illusion magic created by Brave.

A bed covered with a frilly, fluttering duvet.

The bed that humans use for sleep was also something she frequently used.

She was sitting on a bed that was much more feminine and decorated than the one she used.

And in front of her.

“Human sex is very complicated.”

Brave stood there wearing a short-sleeved shirt that revealed his forearms.

She couldn’t take her eyes off his biceps and forearms that flexed with each twitch of his fingers.

‘Wow…’

Why did mere muscles look so cool?

“So I’ll teach you slowly.”

Brave approached.

His body gave off a scent Monica had never smelled before in her life.

A sweet fragrance that tickled her nose.

It was the pheromone of a strong male.

Monica, who was wrinkling her nose at the sweet smell, reflexively said:

“Pl-please go slowly since it’s my first time.”

She didn’t know.

That those words emphasizing her virginity were lines that made a man’s cock throb.