Chapter 962 – [Conversation Part Before Action / Start of Caress] A Story That Proves That Even the Creeping Chaos That Comes From the Gap in Another Dimension Can Be Fucked if It Is in the Form of a Woman -1-

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Cleon himself seemed to have thought to himself before that he doesn’t care about the mood.

It is important to communicate with the other person, but the place and atmosphere in which the action takes place ultimately depends on the study.

However, even Cleon could not help but feel a little uncomfortable in front of her, the creeping chaos, the place prepared by ‘Niala’.

“… I asked you to prepare a bed.”

“You prepared, right? Bed.”

The bed in front of him was clearly a bed large enough for two people to lie down, just as Cleon had said.

However, the problem could be said to be the bedding placed there.

A blanket that looks as if it was made by removing a part of the gap in another dimension and processing it into fabric, and a pillow that looks like a lump of black fur.

And, there are even eye decorations with unknown meaning hanging here and there on the bed.

“It is the design of my conversion. How is it? “Are you satisfied with this?”

＂…＂

As soon as Cleon hears her proud story, he approaches the bed, pulls down all the blankets and pillows that are lying there, and throws them away.

＂Ah!? What are you doing!? “

Of course, she gets angry as she picks up the ones that flew away in protest.

Are the aesthetic senses of those who live in the gap between two dimensions distorted by the influence of that space?

＂There is no need for that.＂

“What, did all you really need was a bed? Then say that from the beginning. I prepared it for no reason.”

While grunting in response to Cleon, she destroyed the things she had lifted in her hands.

Cleon still hoped that the mattress and sheets on the bed would be plain, solid colors, but what was spread there too were the colors of the gap in another dimension.

It was a guy that made me dizzy just looking at it, but no matter what, it was impossible to get up on the bed without this.

I have no choice but to put up with it and endure it.

Looking at Cleon sighing, Nyala placed her hand on one of her waist and spoke.

“So? I prepared the bed as you said. What are you trying to win here? A pillow fight?”

“Why can you come up with such an idea?”

And when she spoke with a confident expression about the pillow fight, Cleon was taken aback by her sincerity.

“… Isn’t that the only way to fight in bed? That’s what the knowledge in my head that has swallowed up so many worlds says.”

As he watched her talking while tapping her temple with her index finger, Cleon got a headache.

However, she couldn’t tell her how long she was mistaken for her good.

If you don’t properly set the rules for her and the conditions for her victory and defeat, she will continue to cry and not admit her defeat.

“You and I will have a ‘patience contest’ on this bed.”

＂Patience… Confrontation?＂

She must have blinked at Cleon’s words.

“Okay. A battle of patience. So to speak, who endures longer. Hey.”

＂…＂

And when Cleon added a more detailed explanation, she closed her mouth for a moment.

＂Foot…＂

And he burst out laughing.

＂Fuhahaha! What!? A battle of patience!? Are you serious!? Ahahahahaha!”

And then, she laughs as if her stomach hurts.

Cleon was looking at her quietly, with her hands in her pockets.

＂Pukeuu… Cleon… Sigh… I was a little worried about what kind of ingenious way you, a human, would challenge me. The best you could think of was a battle of patience? Even on a bed? Maybe it would be better to make a sauna and go in there?”

＂Are you confident?＂

When Cleon asked that question, she smiled brightly and spoke while placing her hand on her small chest.

“Of course. You haven’t forgotten that I’ve been trapped here for over 10,000 years, right? This is a space where there is really nothing. I’ve done almost every experience I can imagine. It’s just a boring space. Looking at the lives of fairies is not a bit boring.”

As she said this, she crossed her arms and spoke proudly to Cleon, confident that she would not be defeated by anyone.

＂Humans are mortals who can live less than 100 years at best, and I am a being who transcends the concept of lifespan. There’s no way you can lose in ‘Patience’, right?”

“Ah, yes… That’s scary.”

Cleon waved her hand as he spoke with a cold, indifferent expression.

Nyala seemed to think it was Cleon’s bluff, but she smiled.

But of course, Cleon had no intention of just having a patience contest.

“Then I will explain the rules in more detail.”

＂Okay, okay. No matter what happens, I will win.”

Cleon speaks to her in an attitude that does not lose her confidence.

“Whew… It’s simple. It’s a competition to see who can make each other climax more within the time limit. Having to endure means… Talking about sexual pleasure.”

Cleon felt at least a little embarrassed about making such a bet with his own mouth.

That’s why I spoke with an uncharacteristically hesitant expression and a little hesitation.

What made Cleon think again and again until this situation came was whether this was really the right choice…

In order to save her progenitor and neutralize her, she had no choice but to think that this would be the only method she had.

It doesn’t matter whether she wins or loses.

Somehow, it was important for him to create a situation where there was contact between him and her.

＇Imprint of domination… Perhaps the method I am going to use from now on is for its original purpose. ＇

He deceives the other person, takes advantage of the moment when he is off guard, and turns him into a slave who obeys his words.

From now on, you will do the same things that those who brought that kind of prejudice against you in the past said.

It wasn’t that there was no feeling of rejection, but I thought we shouldn’t forget that the other person was a monster that only took on human form.

…

No, you should first feel rejected that the other person is not human.

Reflecting on how his own senses had become a little strange, Cleon shook his head.

In any case, the important question was whether she would continue her fight after hearing this from herself.

She’s talked so far, but in the end, if she doesn’t accept her own terms, her whole story will be nothing.

You can provoke them by teasing them to death, but if they still don’t accept it, that’s the end.

She was careful not to let him know she was watching, as Cleon waited for her answer.

“… Are you saying you’re going to mate with me?”

“Don’t call it mating.”

Cleon looks at her, placing his hand on her forehead, as if her head hurts and he himself is a little embarrassed.

Because of her choice of words, Cleon felt dizzy.

“No, that’s right? I heard that human males and females combine their genitals for mating, and the stimulation applied to each other in the process generates pleasure, so they engage in mating without the purpose of reproduction.”

＂…＂

Watching her talk about her knowledge as if she had read it from her dictionary, I couldn’t help but think of her first night with Lila.

＂…Haha,~! Indeed. I understand your intention.”

And Nyala would blink her eyes as she placed her hand on her own heart.

“You know you can’t win against me anyway, so you’re trying to satisfy your desires? But, you can’t ask for it directly because you have pride, right? What? This appearance is not my real appearance and is a bit inferior, but it is a superior appearance that is enough to attract men. That’s possible.”

At her words, which seemed to be completely misunderstanding something, Cleon silenced her for a moment.

Then, she became even more proud and asked a question.

“Can silence be seen as positivity?”

＂Think however you want…＂

＂Whahahaha! Okay, okay! You have a cute side, that’s what I pursue!”

Then she laughs heartily and then snaps her fingers.

Then, the clothes she was wearing disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, her naked body was revealed to Cleon’s eyes.

Because it happened so quickly, Cleon missed the moment to turn her head.

Her appearance was, as she boasted, quite attractive.

The lines of her body were not visible on the outside because she was wearing a robe that did not reveal anything, but underneath her clothes she was spotlessly beautiful, and her white skin stretched out like marble.

She had the body shape of a healthy woman, with an inlet and an outflow.

At the end of her puffy breasts, which look like large bowls of rice, pink nipples are visible.

It ran down her body without a trace, entering at her waist and opening laterally at her hips, continuing again to her smooth thighs.

She was a little worried that there might be tentacles somewhere, but fortunately, there didn’t seem to be any.

What makes her beauty stand out is the gray hair that falls down from her head.

Matching her white skin, she added to her cuteness.

… The pitiful thing is that it is only limited to appearance.

“Now, this is Niala’s precious body that you can touch from now on.”

＂Respect…?＂

I’m not sure if it’s noble, but I had no choice but to admit that it’s beautiful.

Well, it is said that she was modeled after the progenitor’s body, not her own body, so it must be the progenitor’s body that is beautiful.

If you think about it that way, does it mean that her progenitor was exposed to Naila without her permission?

… Let’s not think too deeply about it. Even if you apologize later.

When her Cleon frown did not spread, and she remained quiet for a while, Nyla put her own hand to her own breast and spoke.

“But, Cleon. You picked the wrong item. Even after all this, I am a predator. How many worlds do you think I’ve been to? In the meantime, he enjoyed all the fun things he could. I didn’t feel good at all, so I quit right away. To use your human vocabulary… Is it similar to ‘frigidity’?”

“… So, this isn’t your first experience?”

“No? It’s my first time. Because I didn’t forgive anyone, human or otherwise, for touching my body. I just created an alter ego and tried something similar. What. It wasn’t even in human form.”

In Cleon’s mind, she briefly pictured her body, which might have been like mud slime, splitting into two and clinging to each other with tentacles –

Pow! She blows away those gross thoughts by hitting herself with her fist.

“What. Because that’s what it is. At least I’ll make a sound like ‘ang~’ so that you can enjoy it. Otherwise, you can change it to the body type you want. How about it?”

As she says this, she places her hands as if to hold her own breasts from bottom to top.

Then, in front of Cleon’s eyes, her breasts swelled, and in an instant, they became as big as her head.

“They say human males are very interested in women’s chest fat. Do you want to do the same?”

＂…＂

Cleon then sighs at her actions.

＂Well, what is it? That sigh.”

“No… It’s nothing. I just thought the original version was better balanced.”

“Balance…? Well, okay. As long as the original look is good.”

In response to Cleon, she shrunk her breasts back to their original size.

As expected, it was a monster that had the form of a human, but was only wearing its shell. She is.

And… If it bothers you, it’s the word she talked about called ‘frigidity’.

If it’s true – it’s a bit of a disadvantage on your part as well.

We’ll have to do something.

As Cleon thought so, she sat down on the bed she had made and waved her hands.

＂… Come here and sit down. Let’s start competing right away.”

＂Okay, okay.＂

And then she walked over to the model walk and sat down right next to Cleon.

She has a beauty like her sitting so close to her, and her heart doesn’t even flutter.

Of course, it’s probably because I know her identity.

“Oh, you should take it off too.”

Then, when she noticed that Cleon was still wearing her clothes, she snapped her fingers.

Then, just like she did earlier, all of Cleon’s clothes disappeared.

This includes everything from outerwear to underwear.

Thanks to this, his body, which was sitting on the bed, suddenly became exposed and trembled, including important parts.

＂…＂

Cleon’s head got a little steamy as his clothes were taken off arbitrarily, but hehe. And hold your breath while exhaling once.

＂Oh, you have a good body.＂

However, Nyala did not care about Cleon and just put her hands on Cleon’s body and touched it here and there.

“Ah, the game hasn’t started yet. Even if I touch you a little and climax first, you won’t say anything.”

“Are you stupid? It can’t be like that.”

In response to Cleon’s answer, she hummed, ‘How do you like it?’ And commented on Cleon’s developed muscles and abs.

I look at the healed wounds here and there on my back.

“… Wouldn’t you have seen naked human bodies while walking around here and there?”

“There is no other way to see it this close. That too, the clan of dark demons. What. It’s not that different…”

As she spoke, her hands finally moved from Cleon’s stomach to his waist and down between his thighs and crotch.

Accordingly, the moving gaze was directed to the ‘object’ extending out from Cleon.

If you look at it intently, Cleon will be a little nervous.

And then she closed her mouth for a moment.

＂… Gross.＂

And, I briefly express my thoughts.

＂…＂

I was a little hurt.

“Well… I don’t go out and observe things like human genitalia, though. Is it really this big? There’s something… My stomach feels a little itchy when I look at it…”

And she was rubbing her stomach, the area where her uterus was, with her hand.

＂… Should I say it’s closer to the state of being slightly bloated from swallowing the world? No, the opposite? To be exact, the feeling before devouring the world… When I get hungry, my body temperature rises a little without me realizing it…”

“I know it’s not a compliment.”

As Cleon said this, she covered her things with her hands.

Nyala giggled at that sight-

“Well then, shall we begin? It’s okay to give the lead to you. As I said, this is a game where I have an overwhelming advantage. Try until you get tired.”

And she spread her arms and tried to entrust her whole body to Cleon.

Then Cleon was a little disgusted by her appearance, so he looked at her with her cold, salty eyes.

Pinch…!

＂Huchang!?＂

Cleon’s hand reached out and grabbed her nipple and pinched it.

Then, a high, shallow voice that she had never imagined came out of Nyala’s mouth, and she blocked her own mouth.

Cleon makes eye contact with her quietly, but she speaks by blinking her eyes.

“W-what did you do!? Just!?”

＂… What do you mean? I just started because I was told to start. That voice just now couldn’t have been-“

“Wow, I was surprised! Because it was unexpected that human caresses started from the nipples!”

She excuses herself as if to interrupt Cleon and covers her own nipples.

＂Well, is it okay to keep checks in place like this? “If I don’t work hard, I won’t climax?”

As she says that, she tells him to touch other parts, and Cleon lowers his gaze a little from her body.

“… Then, open your legs.”

“Oh, wait. A little bit there too…”

However, when Cleon shakes off her restraint and opens her thighs-

There, although only slightly, liquid could be seen flowing from her vagina, making it wet.

＂…＂

Cleon remained silent and said nothing, and Nyala swallowed her gulp.

“I guess I spilled water.” Who.”

“Ah. There is only you.”

And- the moment when Cleon inserted his index and middle fingers between hers.

＂Clothes-!?＂

And, as she let out a deep cry, her back arched like a bow.

“… What is frigidity? This guy is 3,000 times more sensitive… No, 30,000 times more sensitive.”