From the Melon Books bonus paper for volume 2. Around chapters 66 to 68. To put it simply, Mia looks like a girl. If she were human, I’d say she’s in her late teens. She’s definitely not an adult, but calling her a child is difficult too; she’s more like a budding flower about to bloom. That said, according to what I’ve heard, she’s actually older than me—older even than my parents’ generation, past the age of sixty. Despite that, she still acts and looks just as young in terms of both emotion and knowledge. It’s hard not to treat her like a younger sister… but then again, it raises the question of where exactly is this acceptable? I mean, I’ve had Jeanne too, who’s even more questionable if you only look at how she appears. Even though we technically signed a contract for “naughty things,” dragon customs are different from ours. She herself has immense power, and so does her family. We don’t want to step on any toes by overstepping our bounds. Yes, judging based on common sense only works when both parties share the same values. It’s not uncommon for something minor to be completely unacceptable in another’s culture. So then, “Mia, I need you to be honest with me.”
“?” Polka’s inn. She clapped her knee and approached Maya again. Maya tilted her head, looking puzzled. “I’ve heard that dragons will do anything for their riders. But I want you to tell me the truth. I want to know your limit. Things like ‘I don’t really want this’ or ‘please stop now.’” “Sexual stuff?” She asked seriously. Again, she was beautiful. Transparent and delicate, pure and serene. A girl who embodied the very concepts of “winter” and “ice.”
I’ve felt an aura of untouchability from some girls I’ve met before, but with Maya, her attitude is so precarious that it makes me feel like she might really not be someone for me to touch. I stare at her perfect face for a few seconds and nod bravely. “Yeah, well, I want to draw the line somewhere… But I don’t know anything about dragon customs.” ”…I think you can probably accept almost anything as long as it’s what you imagine.” “My imagination isn’t just some ordinary thing. Don’t underestimate me because I look like a scrawny boy.” I clench my fist and threaten her. True, I may not have any muscles or manly facial hair or chest hair, but don’t assume that everything about me is weak just because I don’t look tough on the outside. A man can keep a beast in his heart no matter how frail he looks. Maya makes a slightly troubled face and continues speaking. “Um… for example… while doing it with an axe you could hit my ○○, or after cumming inside me, you could bite my ○○.” “Hold on.”
I stop Maya from suddenly talking about suspense horror in earnest. “Can you not start off with such hellish madness?” ”…? I was just saying that there are actual riders who did stuff like that…” “I’m sorry. Could you tone it down a bit more?” ”…Lyras-sama can regenerate her own injuries and wounds, so even something like that could be an expression of love. If Andy-sama likes that kind of thing, I’d be happy if he does it honestly, even though it might look painful…” “That’s not the kind of thing you can just brush off with one word.” And what is this, the dark side of history? Even if she said we could do whatever we wanted, why would someone try something like that. It’s not just wild beasts. Why did they choose such a thing. “I’ll probably only ask to suddenly get naked or show my butt along with everyone else.” ”…? You prefer being naked? If Andy-sama likes it better that way, I can be naked all the time…” …Maya was originally part of the naked tribe.
“N-no, only when I’m feeling turned on. Otherwise it’d be a problem if I did that all the time.”
“You could always stay in position next to me, ready for anything whenever you feel like it.”
She was transparent and delicate, innocent and serene. And yet she said this as though it were perfectly normal, sitting on his lap and looking up at him.
“So please take good care of me. I won’t mind anyone watching if you do. That’s how it is with dragons.”
“…I’ll definitely take care of you then,”
“I’ll do anything for you. Whether it’s your front or backside, hands or mouth—I’ll serve you however you want… If you tell me to fight, I will; and if you say kill them, I will. No matter who they are. Isn’t that how it is with Lady Rila too?”
“…Since you’re so cute, stop saying things like that. I think the best way to use a cute girl is to look at her, kiss her, touch her, and fuck her.”
“…Hehe. Yeah,”
It was an awful thing to say, but Maya looked happy.
I want to make this pitiful master happy.