Chapter 702, “A Life That Isn’t Special.” The town of Polka is always home to several Blue Dragons who are kept safe from excessive force under the orders of Andy Smison. While Andy personally views it as a friendly request, for the dragons themselves, this isn’t just a favor. They see it as a gentle “command” by Andy and ultimately share the goal of protecting his female slaves and blood relatives from all harm. Dragons don’t trust human or elf communities very much. They always have in mind the possibility of division and malice leading to collapse. So they prioritize their protection based on an explicit hierarchy, with Andy at the top. As long as there’s no significant opposition towards Andy in Polka right now, the town is generally protected. Should such a movement arise, the dragons would distinguish between allies and enemies of Andy and use their power ruthlessly. Led by Baron Duran Gout, they protect the local community around Andy flexibly… but ultimately, they have clear criteria for who to prioritize protecting. If sentiment towards Andy in Polka were to sour in the future, the town would likely leave behind only the Smison family and female slaves before perishing. Despite how much its citizens or Andy might think otherwise, Polka was thriving under a rather cold arrangement indeed.
Amidst all this, the Blue Dragons have been secretly keeping an eye on Red Dragon boy Safur and his partner Elf Rika. There are many unpredictable factors such as foreigners, Northern Elves, and naive cat-humanoids, but the most difficult one to deal with is Safur himself, who is a fellow dragon. After all, among dragons, there’s a shared sense of “power” that he lacks. He barely even considers how much chaos his kind can cause with their violence on other races. Even though he’s young, such cases are rare, and if Safur acts out, the Blue Dragons will first protect the townspeople as if they were Andy’s family members, punish him afterward, seek approval from Andy, and forcibly return him to the Dragon Palace for proper education. No matter how many months or years it takes to find that palace, the Blue Dragons are determined to carry out their mission quietly but resolutely. It doesn’t matter how much sorrow or resistance his partner Elf may feel; she is not directly related to Andy as the leader and does not have formal status as a Dragon Rider. To dragons, such individuals are considered “other” and unworthy of consideration. How aware are Safur and Rika of being watched with such cold eyes? They might not understand at all. Even so, other than Maya, the Blue Dragons see themselves as part of a system and wait for their moment to act. Polka’s peace was maintained by a precarious balance.
“I sometimes think the dragons in this town are a bit cold, even though they’re nice.”
“Come on, Safur. Don’t say that. They might hear you.”
“If they have any complaints, they’ll come and tell us. Then we can clear up any misunderstandings.”
Safur was taking a walk with Rika around the outskirts of Polka during summer.
Rika was an elf who had become an adventurer and lived a life always on the move, which was quite unusual for her kind.
Elves generally valued their connections to the land more than anything else and spent their long lives protecting specific territories. Their curiosity about distant places often waned due to their long lifespans and a tendency to think that everything didn’t need to happen right away, dulling their sense of time.
Rika was only sixty years old, still relatively immature for an elf, but she possessed a unique sensitivity to the strong impulses typical of shorter-lived races. While some elves were forced into wandering after their homelands were destroyed, Rika wasn’t one of them. She simply had a fresh perspective that differed from others and couldn’t resist the urge to see and experience various cultures around the world as an adventurer. That’s why she got along well with Safur, who also possessed a unique sensibility.
“They never offer advice or help us out even though they’re dragons. I think there are plenty of things they could advise on and lend a hand without much effort.”
“Mmm… But is that really cold?”
“I’m just saying I feel a bit cold. I don’t want to rely on them that much either, but this distance makes me think we’re not really friends,”
“But dragons can do too many things with good intentions. If you make everyone happy, bad people might take advantage of you and cause trouble.”
“If you’re not stupid, then shouldn’t you be able to judge for yourself? …It feels like he thinks he’s better than others but doesn’t want any responsibility.”
“That’s a bit… I think Safur is just paranoid. Besides, if that’s how you feel, why don’t you try being a kind dragon?”
”…That’s the thing though. No matter what, everyone treats me as a kid. These people are like they’re still in shock from dealing with someone like Maya, so even when they know I’m a dragon, they still kind of look down on me.”
“Well, there’s nothing you can do about it. You’ve got plenty of life left to grow up slowly.”
”…I’m already over forty though,”
Safur was born through genetic inheritance from his human parents and both his real father and mother were already old. His human-like sense of life seemed to be getting in the way.
Unlike elves, dragons didn’t have a childhood that sped by like humans did; they grew up slower too. But Safur had grown mentally past his age while still being as small as an infant, with physical abilities comparable to those of beastmen. He was often treated weirdly when he was young.
Even though his self-awareness developed early on, people basically treated him according to how he looked, so his mental maturity didn’t progress much beyond that of a human in their forties.
If I looked young and was treated like a kid, I’d end up being spoiled, and wouldn’t have the weariness of my senses due to physical decline. I couldn’t take on the responsibility of having kids or be a parent either. It made sense that Safur had a mental state fitting his appearance. Because of this, he tried to act more mature than he was and often jumped to conclusions with an air of self-pity. “I wish I could become an adult sooner… If they recognized me as a Dragon Rider like Andy, then the dragons would respect me just as much.” “I don’t want that. I have no desire to use Safur or any other dragon’s power for anything, and if I had to do everything like Smisson does, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy my travels anymore.” “Still, he seems to be having fun doing whatever it is… Speaking of which…” Safur blushed. Right now, Andy was bringing in new women from somewhere, stripping them naked, and engaging in sex with them. With the dragons’ keen senses, they could hear him no matter where he did it while they were still in Polka. Knowing Safur’s heightened senses and also knowing about Andy’s womanizing ways, Rika had a pretty good idea of what was going on from his reaction.
“Ah, ah…” “…Shall we not talk about him?” “…But in Polka, I can’t really avoid talking about him either…” “…………He’s just such a pervert. But he is kind of an important catch.” Safur acknowledges Andy. He was present during the battle at Lapar and the decisive battle at Karlwin. However, Safur still isn’t quite okay with how Andy indulges in random affairs with women whenever he feels like it. He doesn’t understand Andy’s relationship with women either; while he has knowledge about it, his sense of it is that of a child, so he can’t empathize. Plus, even though he understands the power dynamics involved, he still can’t comprehend the romantic aspect of it. Rica couldn’t help but chuckle at Safur’s typical attitude. “Do you always listen to Mr. Smisson talk about this kind of stuff?” “Well… Yeah, since Andy is really always doing that in Polka, I hear about it all the time… But there’s not much we can do about it…”
Saffir was flustered. He didn’t want to be seen as the perverted guy always eavesdropping on Andy’s affairs. Rica couldn’t stop smiling at Saffir’s awkwardness. Though he was too young for a dragon, he was still impressive enough for any human. Yet when in his human form, he looked just like a kid and acted embarrassed about anything sexual, which made him endearing and cute. Thinking that there were only so many years before such an innocent reaction would be replaced by the maturity of an adult, Rica felt a bit melancholic. Elves reached adulthood after a period similar to humans. But dragons took far longer. It was sad. And then she thought about who would teach Saffir his first pleasure… and worried that it might be someone he didn’t know at all. Rica owed Saffir for saving her, relied on him, and felt close to him. Still, they were only like neighbors or distant relatives. Would Saffir come to Rica when he realized his own sexual desires? She wasn’t sure. In Polka, he had met many attractive women, including those who belonged to Andy. Could she really say it was unlikely that he would choose one of them?
Thinking that way, a bitter feeling rose in my chest despite the smile on my face and anxiety began to set in. While fearing his contempt, I let my impulse take over and whispered something immoral into Safur’s ear.
“Hey, Safur-kun… aren’t you curious about what Smithson-san and the others are doing?”
“Eh…?”
Why so much? If Andy is doing it this much, shouldn’t that be okay?
For me. For myself and for Safur. …Right now.
Now that I’m afraid of drug addiction and am still recovering from my illness…
If I seek out Safur’s warmth… if I give him pleasure under the pretense of something else…
Wouldn’t it be okay?
“…Shall we give it a try?” She whispers in his ear. Saffur gasps, and Rika trembles slightly at the taboo of teaching this boy pleasure, feeling her own body sweetly ache.
Saffur lies down on the grassy field under the summer sky. Rika strips him from the waist down, revealing an unerect penis that’s only a little thicker than his fingers—a cute urethra that seems more fitting to call “dick” rather than pretentious terms like “cock,” “shaft,” or “erection.” She takes it in her hand and gently strokes it. She isn’t experienced; she just has the knowledge of someone who’s lived for sixty years. The earnest little dick thrusts up as far as it can against her slightly cold hand, accepting stimulation amidst the green grass under the blue sky. “R-Rika… Rika, I’m…” “What is it?”
“Th-that… don’t laugh…” “I won’t. I can’t promise, but if it’s not to stop… I’ll listen.” “You-you won’t even consider stopping?” “Nope. …If Safur doesn’t cum for me, I think I’m going to go crazy.” “Why?” “I don’t know.” With a faint smile, Rika said something she didn’t quite understand herself, as if in a daze. What was it? A fixation on Safur’s cuteness? Or her own ugly lust? Or perhaps an obsessive desire for him? None of them felt right. But ever since she had grabbed his cock, the idea of letting go without making him cum seemed unbearably difficult to do. Safur looked like a dragon, but he was even prettier than an elf. His face showed a mix of arousal and guilt, joy and confusion.
Pathetically exposing his lower half, he left it to Rika. The situation itself was unbearable. “Rika… um… I…” “What is it?” “Is it bad… if I look at your… b-boobs…?” “…Do you want to? In the middle of the day… out here… do you want me to show them?” “A-ah… uh…” While stroking his small penis, Rika teased him with a soft tone. Safuru looked away in embarrassment as if he had said something naughty, and it was unbearably cute. Rika felt her heart fluttering, her head buzzing with excitement as she continued to stroke Safuru’s penis up and down.
“Safuru-kun, you’re a pervert…” “…s-sorry…” “…It’s okay, I’ll show you.” Rika thinks she will never forget Safuru’s expression when he whispered those words. His penis twitched in her hand and something landed on her thumb. “…Did it come out? Even though you haven’t seen my breasts yet?” “Aa…aa…” “…So-lo-o.” “H-Huh!” It spun around.
Ecstatic, disappointed, embarrassed, frustrated—every expression on the beautiful boy’s face is irresistibly endearing. “…Just one more time.” She whispers this as she strips in front of Safuru, who looks confused. On a simple grassy plain, amidst endless summer greenery. For just one boy with an erect little penis… To give him something to look at, she disrobes from the top half of her body and then, for his benefit, removes her skirt and underwear, revealing herself in all her naked glory to the gentle breeze of midday. Sin upon sin. Her face flushes hotly as she becomes more and more aroused. She shows Safuru her trembling nude form, turning around so he can see… Then, with hands slicked with semen, she starts jerking him off again. “U, uahh… a, ah…” “I’ll show you everything… of me. Watch while I make you cum…? Not just in your imagination, but really…?” “R-Rika… a, ahh…”
“It’s getting weird… I wonder, am I… feeling good…♪” Was it the satisfaction of fulfilling his boyhood? Or was it the relief of letting go of one’s desires? The time spent just rubbing and stimulating him seemed to heighten their arousal. Rica had her nipples swollen with blood as if she were teasing herself, and her clitoris in her hairless crotch was erect. Their breaths mixed together, both filled with anticipation for his next ejaculation. Their field of vision narrowed. The excitement made everything look red. Huffing only breaths, the two continued to overlap them, and then— Pshh!! Pshhh, pshhhh!! “Uaaaahhh…………ck…!!” Safuru let out a high-pitched girl-like scream as he came.
For a while, they remained motionless, their bodies pressed together.
And then, Rika suddenly couldn’t remember what she had been doing. She quickly gathered her clothes and put them on in a panic. “Ri… Rika…?” “A-ah… S-Safu, you… I-I’m sorry… thank you.” Just minutes ago, she didn’t know what was going through her mind. The moment the excitement passed, she realized just how terrible of a thing she had done. Leaving Safu still too dazed to get up from the afterglow, Rika hurriedly ran away from the scene. Safu could only stare in shock.
(To be continued)