It Seems the Demon King Has Returned to a World Where Gender Roles Are Reversed - Chapter 21

Chapter 21:

Refusing a prepared feast is not something a man would do.  

The same went for Ragna.  

However, even so, he had no intention of living a life forever under a woman’s sway.  

Before being a Demon King, it was a matter of pride as a man.  

Thus, he needed to take control, no matter what.  

With that thought, Ragna was deliberately ignoring Seria’s heated body, making her anxious.  

Realizing his intentions, Seria couldn’t help but show a dissatisfied expression.  

But no matter how much she felt discontent, or how much she disliked Ragna’s smug, confident demeanor in front of her, there was only one thing she could say.  

“…Ugh, that’s unfair.”  

“Hmm, so what are you going to do about it?”  

“It’s obvious, isn’t it?”  

Frowning with her delicate brows and grumbling with lips as soft as flower petals, she reached out her slender, fish-like arms and wrapped them around Ragna’s neck.  

Seeing this, Ragna gave a deep smile and said,  

“Hm, is that so?”  

“…You’re mean.”  

“Maybe so.”  

With that, Ragna pressed his lips against hers.  

A light kiss.  

As if her heart had softened, Seria giggled and laughed.  

Seeing her like that, Ragna couldn’t help but feel his own heart soften.  

Indeed, she was a good woman.  

Even in a situation like this, she didn’t shy away or play coy.  

Nor did she stubbornly try to take control.  

She simply intertwined with him, purely enjoying the love.  

The fact that such a good woman’s affection, her longing for love like a dream, was directed at him was a pleasant thought.  

But separate from that, the reality that he had forcibly taken her and that he would one day betray her gripped Ragna’s heart.  

“…Ragna?”  

“……”  

But he couldn’t back down in this situation.  

If that was the case, the least he could do was give his all in the moment.  

With that thought, Ragna gently stroked the cheek of Seria, who tilted her head and looked up at him like a cute little animal.  

“Mmm…”  

At his touch, Seria laughed as if tickled, shrugging her shoulders.  

Meanwhile, Ragna began to remove the rest of Seria’s clothes while also shedding the last of his own.  

Under the flickering lantern, their bare bodies began to intertwine.  

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There was no need to rush.  

Even though they had gone through it once before, her body was still practically uncharted territory.  

Rough penetration would only cause pain.  

Though her body had been somewhat loosened, it wasn’t fully relaxed yet, so it needed a bit more care.  

With that in mind, Ragna slowly moved down her body, burying his face between her thighs.  

The sensation of soft tongue invading her most private place, a place no one had ever touched before, made Seria arch her back.  

Overwhelmed by the wave of stimulation crashing over her, she writhed and tried to push Ragna’s head away.  

But Ragna paid no heed and continued to stimulate her, gently easing her open while letting saliva flow.  

The room filled with lascivious wet sounds, mixed with the moans of a young girl.  

Her response was far too lewd for someone who had only experienced this once before and even then, she couldn’t fully recall it.  

“Hmm, aren’t you a bit too wet?”  

“Ugh… D-don’t say that, you idiot.”  

Saying this, Seria lifted her head and reached out a slender finger toward Ragna’s cheek, gently stroking his face.  

“…It’s only you. I’m showing this side of myself to you alone… and it’ll only ever be you.”  

“……”  

There could be no words more heart-stirring to a man.  

Unable to hold back at Seria’s sweet whisper, Ragna began to invade her deepest parts.  

“Ah!”  

Feeling him push into her, Seria’s delicate brows furrowed.  

Holding her down and embracing her, Ragna thrust himself fully inside.  

“Ahmmhh…!”  

At the unimaginable sense of unity, Seria let out a cry and shuddered.  

And Ragna was no different.  

Feeling her tightness gripping him as if refusing to let go, Ragna let out a soft moan.  

“…Ragna…”  

“…Seria, I’m going to move.”  

“…Okay.”  

Though she didn’t remember it, this was their second time.  

As such, her body offered no particular resistance.  

Thanks to that, as Ragna began to move carefully, her body slowly started to heat up, as if recalling the memory.  

“Ah, ah-!”  

The sound of wet friction.  

The lascivious sound of flesh colliding with flesh.  

Seria’s face flushed red, and tears welled up in her eyes.  

The unfamiliar friction of flesh against flesh felt like a sharp pain, as if tearing at a wound.  

But little by little, her body began to grow accustomed to the pain.  

The sharp pain gradually turned into a strange sensation, and with each movement, a peculiar pleasure began to rise from her lower body.  

“Haa… haa… Ragna…”  

With a flushed face, Seria reached out both hands, demanding Ragna.  

Matching her desire, Ragna endlessly explored her lips while moving his hips.  

The pace gradually quickened.  

Her body began to crave the strange pleasure rising from her lower body, urging Ragna on.  

More, more.  

Just a little more, and it felt like something would come.  

Like a thirsty beast seeking water, Seria moved her lips, repeatedly calling Ragna’s name.  

She called out to him endlessly, expecting him to give her the answer, while the sound of moans filled the air.  

The ceaseless sound of friction continued, and as the two demanded each other, time passed—  

And finally, the moment they had been waiting for arrived.  

“Hik!”  

A powerful sensation coursed through her head. Something began to spread within her mind.  

“Ah, ahh… Something’s weird… Ah… Aaaah!”  

Like the cry of a beast, she let out a scream.  

Her body trembled as if seized by a fever.  

And Ragna was no different.  

No matter how much his body’s endurance was enhanced to a level similar to Seria’s due to his magic, he couldn’t suppress the release he had been holding back.  

The decisive blow was Seria’s trembling body tightening around him as she reached her climax, and unable to hold back, Ragna released inside her.  

“……!”  

The gushing release began to fill her barren insides.  

Trembling at the unfamiliar sensation, Seria let out a silent scream.  

“Aah… ahh…”  

“……”  

Ragna, too, feeling the proper release after so long, embraced her and showered her neck with kisses as if to finish things off.  

Little by little, the waves of ecstasy that had overwhelmed Seria began to subside.  

What followed was an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.  

“…Hehe.”  

Smiling at the happiness filling her, Seria gazed at Ragna with dreamy eyes.  

And slowly, her consciousness drifted off as if sinking into a dream.  

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“Ugh!”  

Once again, Ragna, who had been basking in the afterglow, confirmed that Seria had fallen asleep and withdrew the hand that had been stroking her cheek.  

At the same time, something began to flow into him through his lower body.  

He had anticipated this.  

If it had happened before, there was no reason it wouldn’t happen again.  

With that thought, Ragna, without panicking this time, began to absorb the black magic flowing from Seria’s body.  

“……”  

Having experienced this before, the process itself wasn’t particularly difficult.  

However, if there was one thing that bothered him, it was that the lingering pleasure of his release was interrupted by this.  

It felt like being served cheap wine after a satisfying meal.  

Grumbling to himself, Ragna finished absorbing Seria’s black magic into his body.  

“…Huu.”  

With a light sigh, Ragna checked his body’s condition again.  

The amount of magic that had flowed from Seria was about the same as before a considerable amount.  

At the same time, he checked her body, worried that this magic absorption might have affected her.  

…She’s fine.  

Her body was just a bit fatigued.  

The magic he had absorbed was only a small fraction of her total, and that small loss was quickly being replenished by absorbing the surrounding magic.  

The sight always piqued Ragna’s curiosity.  

Black magic, which only existed in the Demon Realm.  

In the past, Ragna had gone to desperate lengths to find a way to generate it on this plane, eventually succeeding by creating the magic circle now etched into his body.  

But the efficiency of that painstakingly created magic circle was embarrassingly low compared to what was happening with Seria’s body.  

It might even be more efficient to embrace Seria to gather magic than to rely on the magic circle.  

“…No, what am I even thinking?”  

Shaking off the thought, Ragna sighed.  

Gathering magic by embracing Seria might be the most effective method in this situation.  

But that would mean using her as a tool for his magic recharge.  

That wasn’t something he could do to the person who had saved him.  

No matter how ruthless or human-hating a Demon King he was, he had to uphold a sense of duty.  

And compared to that duty, corrupting and using his savior as a tool was absolutely unacceptable.  

No matter how consumed by vengeance or worried about his demon subordinates, he couldn’t become a beast.  

He had said he would stop at nothing, but that meant enduring and dirtying himself, not treating others callously.  

He had to maintain that boundary.  

Otherwise, he would be no better than a beast.  

That was the stance of a Demon King, or rather, someone in a position of responsibility.  

Especially for Ragna, who had once been driven to the brink of death by countless betrayals and had lost his lover to a hero consumed by lust, such actions carried a certain resistance.  

Of course, that applied only to Seria.  

If it were someone hostile to him, that would be a different story.  

But that depended on how things unfolded in the future.  

For now, Ragna tucked the thought away in a corner of his mind, carefully cleaned Seria’s naked body, and dressed her lightly.  

It was a precaution in case she woke up or someone entered her room.  

He also used a nearby bandage to wipe off the saliva and fluids on his body before putting his clothes back on.  

He couldn’t stay in Seria’s room forever.  

Even though she didn’t seem to mind, it wasn’t something he could openly do.  

He was a man, and she was a woman.  

And this was her room.  

Naturally, people would assume a romantic relationship.  

That wouldn’t do her reputation any favors.  

Seria was already facing subtle hostility from those around her.  

Just listening to her stories made that clear.  

Ragna himself had experienced jealousy toward those with talent in his youth.  

And there was someone adding fuel to that fire.  

A female knight named Karen.  

Her attitude toward Seria was somewhat beyond common sense.  

It was hard to see them as a typical master and disciple.  

There were too many aspects that didn’t add up.  

Especially how she treated him.  

Even if Seria was a talented disciple, according to her, Karen had only taken her on due to orders from the state.  

She was essentially an unwanted burden.  

Yet Karen was excessively protective of her.  

It didn’t make sense if it was just for her own reputation.  

There were too many inconsistencies.  

But Ragna had no way to find out the reason for now.  

If that was the case, the only option was to step back and wait until the situation cleared up, keeping an appropriate distance while gauging how she viewed him.  

For that reason, he couldn’t stay here any longer.  

Even though this was Seria’s private space, there was no guarantee no one else would enter.  

If someone saw them rolling around naked together, there was no telling how they’d react.  

Karen, in particular, held the authority to decide whether Ragna could leave the lumberyard.  

It was better to be cautious.  

With that thought, Ragna finished cleaning up and carefully opened the door.  

After confirming no one was around, he left the room and hurried out of the lodging.  

And—  

At the end of the corridor, under the shadow of a dim lantern, a pair of eyes followed Ragna’s retreating figure.  

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