"That's a dragon."
Zenkichi stated with the most blandest tone possible while trying to keep his cool.
That's right. The mysterious beast that was dying in the mountains was actually a legendary, mythical dragon!
This was completely different than what Zenkichi had initially expected!
This was freaking japan, the most common "beasts" that someone would find in the wild are Tanukis, Foxes, Deers, and probably even a Bear. But in the fantastical sense, he expected Yokais.
But a dragon? And it looked freakin western as well!
'How disappointing! It might've been my dick talking or my faith in the system, but I totally expected this "beast" to be some hot beastwoman. Like a catgirl!' Zenkichi inwardly cried.
Like many guys, seeing a real life catgirl would have been a dream come true. Soft ears, fluffy tail, maybe some playful attitude or probably act naughty and mischievous. The concept of catgirls have been around since the dawn of anime, no, probably even since the dawn of time! With the fact that the supernatural exists now, Zenkichi had hoped of meeting one and he thought that the system had scanned his desire and granted him such an authority.
But instead he's staring at a massive, green-scaled dragon collapsed in a small clearing, a massive sword buried into its back and dark blood sipping out of its wound.
It was terrifying. Its golden dragon eyes staring straight at Zenkichi and sharp, protruding teeth might've made anyone else faint or piss themselves on the spot.
But not him. Years of exposure to Medaka and other terrifying figures in his life had long since burned away most of his normal fear responses. A giant wounded dragon was still shocking, sure—but after everything he'd already been through, it registered more as "another ridiculous problem" than pure terror.
It wouldn't be as ridiculous as Gods and having fucked a literal Shinigami and evil spirit in an alternate space.
'My disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined.' He inwardly sighed.
"Hm. Why does it look fat though?"
"Human..." The dragon's golden eyes narrowed at him, a cross mark appeared at the top of its right eye. Its voice feminine and angry sounding, "You're quite rude. If I wasn't as injured as I am right now, I would've swatted you down like the bug you are."
"However, I'm still strong enough to eat you if you continue on lingering. So if you don't want to be eaten, then leave. Insolent human."
"Though, I am curious. Where did you come from? How did you find me?" It scrutinized Zenkichi for a moment before closing its eyes, sighing deeply.
It was as if it had been resigned.
"Well, either way, I'm going to die."
'It's because of that giant sword, right? Couldn't it simply melt it off or something? Hmm. Let me check.' Zenkichi furrowed his brows and activated Gaze of the Honorable Perv.
'W-What's with this human's eyes?' The dragon turned stiff for a moment.
She couldn't understand why but the eyes of the human before her suddenly changed. It emitted sharpness, indifference, supremacy....
It was eyes liken to an emperor.
'N-No way. An emperor? This small, inferior creature?'
Zenkichi didn't notice the dragon's reaction and looked at her status.
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Name: Tohru
Age: ???
Species: Chaos Dragon
Abilities: Immense Overall Physical Prowess, High-speed Regeneration, Shapeshifting, Magic, Flight, Cleansing Saliva, Portal Travel, etc...
Likes: Vanilla(As a virgin, she doesn't have much knowledge and experience on what she likes in sex)
Dislikes: Gods
Arousal Meter: 0% - she's on the verge of death and unlike a certain black dragon, she doesn't get off from pain. She's extremely tired from the fight against the user of the Holy Sword and an army. She's slowly succumbing to her wounds.
...
'Definitely a 'She', and her name is Tohru. Is she related to Thor or something?'
'She can't take out the sword herself because she's exhausted. But she's got high-speed regeneration? Probably some anti-healing properties.' Zenkichi walked up closer to Tohru.
"Human, you—" She opened her to warn him again but she froze, a familiar scent struck her.
'This scent?! It's faint, but I know that familiar scent from anywhere. Where? Where is that filth! It's....coming from this human? Impossible! He emits a strange, tempting odor similar to a forbidden fruit yet not at the same time. It makes me feel weird.
But that trace of divinity on him is undeniable! I must—!'
"Hey. You just need to get this outta of you, right?"
"Eh?"
Zenkichi grinned and clenched his hand on the thick blade; the massive sword towering over him, it was something like only a giant could wield.
Tohru's eyes widened.
"You fool! If a human touches that Holy Sword, your mind would be—hm?" She pauses. Recalling that a hint of divinity was on the human's body.
"Don't know what you're talking about but," Zenkichi grunted, gripping the thick blade with both hands, he planted his feet firmly onto Tohru's body and pulled. "I've liften heavier stuff before!"
"Wait, wait, wait—! I'm not mentally prepared—!"
Zenkichi didn't listen. He let out a deep breath and, as his arms tightened, he pulled the massive sword out of the dragon's body.
'Eh?' Tohru blinked, staring in disbelief at the massive sword in the human's hands.
The sudden absence of the weapon left a gaping wound along her back—but only for a moment. The instant the holy sword was gone, her high-speed regeneration surged to life. Green scales rapidly knitted together, flesh reforming beneath them as steam rose from the injury.
'H-He just took it out? Just like that?!'
"Seriously, who stabbed you with this? I can't even hold the handle with one hand! Did you fight a giant or something?" Zenkichi held the sword over his shoulder and jumped to the ground in front of Tohru.
"Y'know, staring at someone like that could lead to misunderstandings. What? Did you fall for me or something?"
"....Who are you?"
"I—"
'No wait. I have to make a great first impression! She's a dragon! Even if I had saved her, she wouldn't just offer herself to me. She'd give me treasures and promise of aid when I'm in trouble before flying off. Normal introductions wouldn't be enough! Time to get creative!' Zenkichi paused and grinned.
'C'mon! Pull upon the dark history of my time in middle school! Ora!'
He placed down the sword and took out a hat from his trouser and posed; a sharp turn to the side, slightly holding the edge of his hat, with one arm fully extended and a finger pointing directly forward with intense, aggressive energy, and he then proudly proclaimed in a deep tone,
"Good grief. Look upon me with awe and respect, thou majestic beast! For I, Zenkichi Hitoyoshi, have a dream!"
"Huh?"
Tohru was dumbfounded. What the heck is this human saying? Why is he pointing at me like that?
Zenkichi smirked. "That dream, is you!"
"Your dream...is me?"
"That's right!"
"..."
Tohru didn't know what to say to this human, no, she didn't understand what he's saying at all! His dream was her? What does—
'Wait. Could it be that he dreamt that I was heavily injured here? He doesn't seem to be a whole God, a descendant perhaps? Could it be that his innate abilities like Clairvoyance had activated and saw me in his dreams? But still... Why would he want to help me?'
Her furrowed brows relaxed as she stared at Zenkichi's sincere expression. 'Regardless of what his reasons are, he saved me. And he doesn't seem to be a bad guy. I shall offer my thanks first.'
"I apologize for my prior behavior. I was defeated in a battle against the Gods, and escaped to this world. I do not know how you can easily take out the Holy Sword, but regardless. I am truly grateful."
"You're welcome," Zenkichi smiled and walked up to Tohru, gently patting her snout. "When there's someone in need of help, isn't it normal to lend a hand? Doesn't matter if you're a human or a dragon."
Tohru's golden eye widened slightly at the casual contact. Most beings would have been too terrified to even approach her, let alone touch her. Yet this human treated her as a...well, a normal being?
A low, almost puzzled rumble escaped her throat.
"...You are a strange human."
"Please, compared to some people I know? I'm pretty normal," Zenkichi replied, still resting his hand against the warm scales of her snout. Up close, the sheer size of her was even more impressive. Even just lying down, she dwarfed him completely.
"So, strange question, but uh, you got a home to return to or...?"
"I..." Tohru hesitated for a while and shook her head. "No, I do not."
Zenkichi scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, figured that might be the case. Look, I've got a place in the city. It's not huge or anything, but you can stay there for now if you want. At least until you figure things out."
Tohru's golden eyes widened slightly.
"You would offer your home to someone you only just met?"
"You needed help, I helped. You're stuck here with nowhere to go. Seems pretty straightforward to me." He paused, then added, "But there's one problem."
The dragon tilted her head.
'Huh. Cute.' Zenkichi wrly smiled. "You're kind of big. Walking into the city like this would cause a panic. Can you turn into a human form or something?"
"Oh! Sure. I can easily do that." Tohru closes her eyes and light gathered around her massive body.
Green scales shimmered and began to recede as her form rapidly shrank and reshaped. In just a few seconds, the colossal dragon was gone—replaced by a strikingly beautiful woman standing on the grass.
Long blonde hair with flaming orange tips cascaded down her back. Red-orange eyes with slightly dilated pupils opened to stare at him. Long dragon antlers curved from her head, and a green-scaled dragon tail swayed behind her. Her figure, though hidden by a long brown cloak, that covered her from neck to ankle, was slightly blown by a sudden wind to reveal her to be was extremely voluptuous—full D-cup breasts, a soft waist, and thick, powerful thighs.
Zenkichi stared for half a second longer than he should have.
'Damn.'
"...Okay. That works."
He cleared his throat and turned around, gesturing for her to follow.
"Come on. I'll lead the way back to the city. Just stay close and try not to draw too much attention—no, wait. Wait! No! THAT OUTFIT ISN'T GOING TO—!"
He took a few steps forward before his brain caught up to him.
A young woman, completely naked, only wearing a cloak and following behind a young man to his home? She wouldn't only be arrested for indecent exposure, but also him as well for leading someone dressed like that to his home!
He turned around, and paused.
"Haa... Haaa...."
'What...'
Tohru had collapsed onto her hands and knees, the cloak slipping slightly off one shoulder. Her face was deeply flushed, red-orange eyes unfocused, and her breathing had turned heavy and uneven. A faint tremor ran through her body as her tail curled tightly behind her.
"...Human..." she muttered, voice strained. "What...what did you do to me?"
[Desirable Pheromones - Many higher intelligent species would find you extremely desirable and would actively seek after you just through your scent.]
Zenkichi's eye twitched and he let out a resigned sigh.
"Well, at least it didn't occur during her dragon form."
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