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🕑 Added 2025-04-27 01:12:43 +0000 UTCEP.63 [The Story of Being Dumped After Coming Inside♥]
"Honestly, I really disliked demon folk? I mean, how many elves would even think neutrally about demons, but I was even more prejudiced. Slurp!"
Priscilla spoke to Jeanne about her thoughts on demons with a rather serious expression while sipping her fruit juice.
In front of them, their fellow mercenaries were having a dance party, drunk on alcohol.
"But after learning about the deaths of female demon warriors in detail, even though it was just from a book, my perspective changed somewhat. The way to describe it might sound strange, but it was romantic? Romantic in a tragic way. I secretly love that kind of romance."
Priscilla was sharing how her thoughts about demon warriors had changed over time.
Priscilla belonged to the generation born and raised on Symphonia Island after the elves left the Fedon continent.
Because of this, she had strong fundamentalist views about elves and deep prejudices against other races.
However, her curiosity was also strong, which is why she went to see the demon prisoner when one was captured.
For someone like her, the records of female demon warriors who struggled to maintain their pure love until they lost their lives were truly shocking and became a catalyst for changing her thinking.
After all, elves may be arrogant but they aren't bad people.
"That feeling of withering away, the female demon warrior dying while trying to preserve her pure love even as her self was disappearing... it was heartbreaking yet captivating. I think it might have been the biggest driving force behind my decision to travel to the Fedon continent. I thought, 'If demons can be like this, maybe other races are also different from the images I had of them?' And I now believe that thought was quite correct."
Priscilla described in detail the female demon warrior she had read about.
The female demon warrior who fell into pure love didn't just lose her life but suffered extreme pain.
It was likely the struggle of magic trying to make her have sex with another man.
Either die or have sex with someone else,
And most female demon warriors chose suffering and death each time.
'Could it be... that Eugene might face the same situation...?'
While Priscilla was recounting the story as if reminiscing about a tragic romance novel,
Jeanne's perspective was different.
For her, it overlapped with Eugene's reality.
"I like you so much, Jeanne. I think I've come to really like myself now, Jeanne."
Jeanne and Eugene finally mixed their bodies,
Not just once, but twice.
They even had intense vaginal ejaculation.
Through that process, Jeanne saw Eugene's heart.
Not just his heart, but she experienced him confessing his love to her freely with such a happy expression.
'Why are you so bright and innocent, Eugene? Were you always like that? You're too bright...'
Eugene had been clumsy with expressions and blunt when he was young,
But Jeanne knew he was a person with depth and kindness.
That's why she depended on him and liked him.
However, Eugene's true feelings with one more layer peeled away were incredibly pure and innocent.
'No, Eugene... you can't be this pure... if you're like this, something terrible could happen to you...'
Squirt! Squirt! Throb! Throb! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
"I love you, Jeanne! How about you? Do you love me too?"
While her love for Eugene was exploding,
Jeanne was also mixing bodies with Eugene while struggling with anxiety and worry.
Though she loved seeing Eugene wanting to look only at her,
She was equally anxious that what Priscilla had told her might become reality.
"Ahh! I love you... Mmm! Ahh! I love you too, Eugene...! Ahh! Mmm! Ahhh!"
So while her body mixed with his devotedly, she wanted to keep some emotional distance.
She believed that if she also fell into explosive emotions, Eugene would try to radiate even more purity.
That's why, as Eugene had noticed, Jeanne didn't make her usual unfiltered confession during sex,
And she hesitated when Eugene asked her.
But in the end, Jeanne failed at this.
Eugene's penis thrusting into her vagina with such sincerity,
His loving touches caressing her body as if to melt it away,
And decisively, looking at Eugene's gaze completely captivated by her, she couldn't resist making a confession of love.
Thus, Jeanne couldn't avoid confessing that she loved Eugene.
"Jeanne, are we dating?"
The result of what she couldn't suppress appeared before Jeanne's eyes.
It was Eugene's desire to be endlessly devoted to her.
'I want to say yes. I want to tell you I'll marry you, have your children, and never leave your side until we grow old and die.'
At Eugene's confirming question, Jeanne's momentary thought was an affirmative message bursting forth like speaking in tongues.
That answer was something she had practiced for a long time while imagining her future spouse.
So truly, the words "Yes, we are dating" rose up to her delicate jawline.
'Then, Eugene will die... withering away, his self disappearing, experiencing pain as if his soul is being torn apart...'
But what eventually overwhelmed her was the image of Eugene dying while only looking at her.
It passed like a panorama.
Jeanne is a woman with abundant sensitivity.
Eugene's death,
From Jeanne's perspective, it would be more painful than him leaving her side and would clearly cause her lifelong suffering.
"No, we're not dating, Eugene. I have no intention of dating you."
So she suppressed the affirmative message that had risen to her jaw.
Then Jeanne forcibly avoided Eugene's gaze and rejected the man who had confessed to her, even though his penis was still inside her vagina.
"What?"
Jeanne's rejection,
In that moment, Eugene Schneider froze.
It was literally a confirmation.
Though he was nervous, Eugene wasn't asking something uncertain
But rather a question with the psychology of stamping a seal.
Like stamping a seal in a common-law relationship,
He was already 99 percent confident, so Jeanne's rejection overturning that belief was enough to make Eugene feel like time and space had stopped.
"I mean exactly what I said. I don't intend to date you. We're not lovers, Eugene."
Then Jeanne, having made up her mind even more firmly than before,
Put on a quite convincing facial expression and delivered the kill shot while looking into Eugene's eyes.
"But we just had sex, and my penis is still inside your vagina, and we confessed our love to each other, Jeanne. Yet you say we're not lovers?"
For a moment, Eugene wondered if Jeanne was joking.
Not only the two previous sexual encounters but their current situation was truly messy.
It wasn't just about coming and feeling pleasure; even after all that, they were still craving and feeling each other.
So Eugene listed in great detail what had happened and was happening between them, emphasizing how her words made absolutely no sense to him.
"Did you forget? We're mercenaries. I'm the mercenary leader. I told our mercenary group members not to date within the group until the Red Fox Mercenary Group was established at a sufficient level."
Eugene's appeal was not only justified but logical.
Therefore, Jeanne, who had only spoken out of the urgent thought that she had to prevent Eugene from dying,
Was considerably flustered and quickly came up with a roundabout excuse.
"I've thought about that too. Of course, I won't show anything to our colleagues. I'll show even more clearly that I respect you as the leader. Don't worry about that, Jeanne."
But that meager justification was useless before Eugene, who had become highly logical in his desire to have Jeanne.
"That's not it... that's not what I mean..."
Fidgeting, fidgeting, fidgeting,
Facing Eugene's perfect counter-offensive,
Jeanne had a bewildered look on her face, rolling her eyes and wracking her brain to come up with some sophistry.
"Are you afraid I might leave you? That will never happen. My heart is completely devoted to you, Jeanne. Just like my father was to my mother."
Then Eugene's thoughts reached back to what Jeanne had told him a few days ago, asking him not to abandon her.
That is, he thought that Jeanne, having deepened her love for Eugene himself so much, suddenly feared that Eugene Schneider, her only male, might say his love had cooled and leave.
So Eugene, with determined and confident eyes, confessed his unwavering devotion while still having his penis inside Jeanne's vagina.
Even going so far as to mention his father and mother.
Eugene's feelings for Jeanne are sincere.
'You fool, that's why I'm saying we can't!'
At his display of pure love, Jeanne felt like she was going crazy and jumping out of her skin.
An ordinary woman would naturally have fallen into happiness as if melting away,
Originally Jeanne would have been the same.
But to her now, it came with a pressure beyond confirmation, like watching an execution.
To Jeanne's ears, Eugene Schneider's words were renewed to mean that he would choose death for her sake.
"Do you have some secret you're hiding from me?"
Eugene's intuition, having fallen in love, activated quickly.
He was certain of Jeanne's love for him.
And from Jeanne's current fidgeting, it didn't seem like she was rejecting him out of fear that he would betray her.
So Eugene, using more imagination,
Drifted toward the thought that Jeanne might have a worry he couldn't even imagine.
'Yes... let's go with that.'
The moment she heard Eugene's words,
Jeanne's expression became one of resolution.
'I would do anything for Eugene. I just want Eugene to stay healthy by my side.'
Squeeze...! Tremble...! Tremble...! Tremble...!
It was a feeling beyond resolution, almost like defiance.
Like abandoning an inevitable pride as a woman,
To overcome that indignation and heartache, Jeanne, without Eugene noticing, tightly clenched her fist and trembled.
"Yes, I have a secret, Eugene."
Nod...! Nod...!
But keeping her expression calm, Jeanne slowly nodded her head, confirming that Eugene's guess was correct.
"Okay, tell me about it. I'll listen to all of it. Just like you listened to all my secrets, understood them, and helped solve them."
Shift!
Eugene even adjusted his posture to listen attentively to Jeanne's concerns.
His eyes had now returned to normal, the red color of magic gone.
This was the result of Jeanne's tearful devotion, enduring being raped and having her hymen torn.
Having experienced this directly and considering it a blessing, Eugene wanted to fill in all of Jeanne's secrets and worries.
"Haaaa...!"
Jeanne let out a deep breath.
"I have a very wicked sexual preference."
Jeanne's solution was to claim that she was a woman with perverted sexual preferences.
"Sexual preference??"
Eugene, who had fully entered listening mode,
Seemed to have heard an unexpected answer and asked with rounded eyes.
"You mean not like castle walls but sexual preferences, that kind of preference?"
"Yes, exactly, that kind of preference."
Eugene had judged that since Jeanne had been a virgin, the possibility of strange sexual preferences being the reason was low.
That's why he went through a more definite confirmation process.
"I learned about my tendencies after seeing many vulgar situations during my life as a mercenary."
"Ah, that makes sense. Then I understand."
Jeanne noticed the reason for Eugene's stammering and created a plausible excuse.
"I've discovered that I'm attracted to and excited by men who have multiple women..."
Jeandark D'Sel Oblean, who had yearned for pure love since childhood,
From this moment on, she will pretend to be addicted to harems.
