"..."
There were many things Suzuki wanted to say in response to Treyni's absolutely outrageous suggestion.
Traditionally, when someone was sent to an Isekai, weren't they supposed to have a grand, world-shaking ambition? The most common goal was to become a hero and defeat the Demon King, or at least to grind endlessly to become the strongest in the world. Even his alternate self, the Arifureta Suzuki, had a clear, defined goal: completely dismantle the Kingdom, the Holy Church, and the Mad God Ehit through a hostile corporate takeover.
Yet, what was this Suzuki's goal supposed to be?
To sleep with every single fantasy race in existence?!
WHAT KIND OF A SHITTY, DEGENERATE GOAL WAS THAT?!
"It sounds exciting, right?" Treyni giggled softly.
Completely unable to read his internal, frantic monologue, she gently placed her soft, warm hand on a certain, very hardened part of his body. "This world has so many amazing races for you to discover, you know?"
"...Are you just trying to tie me down to the Jura Forest or something?"
"It isn't a bad idea," Treyni nodded shamelessly. "Having you on my side is very good for the forest."
Humans, despite how physically weak they were individually, were incredibly dangerous. Unlike monsters, who largely relied on raw instinct and brute force, humans possessed terrifying intellect, ingenuity, and the ability to organize power. Humans were the ultimate apex predators. When they banded together and utilized their fast reproduction and societal growth, they inevitably became the conquerors of the world.
Yet, humans also had a glaring weakness: they were deeply imperfect. They were flawed, driven by irrational desires, much like how Suzuki couldn't control his lust around Treyni.
To be fair, Suzuki hadn't done anything wrong. Any cultured man on Earth would understand exactly why he was rock hard right now. Naturally, it was biologically impossible for him to truly reject her idea, no matter how ethically questionable it sounded.
Sure, there were some monster races he physically couldn't accept—he wasn't going to sleep with an Orc or a Lizardman—but this was the world of Tensura. By Japanese Light Novel logic, almost all the significant heroines—whether they were monsters, fairies, goddesses, or even True Dragons—possessed impossibly beautiful human forms.
"But... that really isn't right, is it?"
Suzuki didn't deny the possibility of it happening, but how could he actually agree to it out loud? He knew he was being slightly hypocritical, but there was still a basic etiquette to relationships! He had just finished sleeping with Treyni; how could he casually agree to go sleep with other women right in front of her?
"I don't know what it was like in your previous world, but the common sense of a human is very different from that of a monster, you know," Treyni explained smoothly.
"..."
"In our world, the strong take everything, and the weak lose everything. But isn't your human world the exact same way? Don't humans constantly steal, rob, and conquer to take everything for themselves? Even your kings and nobles—those in high positions—enjoy vast privileges denied to the common folk. So, as an Enlightened Sage, isn't it perfectly acceptable for you to claim others as well?"
"But I only want you!"
Suzuki didn't even blush when he fired off the perfectly practiced, romantic lie. Grasping the smooth, beautiful hand that was currently stroking the area she absolutely shouldn't be, he looked deep into her eyes with a fiercely determined expression. Even though he desperately wanted her to keep touching him, he knew he shouldn't let his lower body do the talking.
"..."
Well, technically he could, since he could just delegate all of his complex moral and logical reasoning to the [Manager].
[Notice. The Manager refuses to process interpersonal romantic logistics. Please handle your own love life.]
Traitor.
Suzuki knew he was being slightly irresponsible, but... couldn't he just have a moment of rest after a long, grueling life? How long had it been since he truly relaxed? For the past twenty years, even the mere thought of taking a break felt like a sinful waste of time. It wasn't productive, and relaxing had always filled him with a strange, gnawing guilt.
So... now that he was in a new world, with his survival basically secured, shouldn't it be okay for him to just shut his brain off and enjoy himself?
Then again, knowing me, I'll probably get bored and start working again in a week.
Lying in the forest with Treyni felt incredible, but he knew that eventually, a life of doing absolutely nothing wouldn't fulfill him.
Still, Suzuki kept those thoughts to himself. He was suddenly rendered speechless when Treyni burst into bright, musical laughter.
"Fufufu..."
"...Why are you laughing?"
"Oh, nothing~!"
"...Really?"
"Yeah..." Treyni smiled softly. She leaned down and kissed his lips deeply, playfully slipping her tongue inside his mouth.
"...What are you doing?" Suzuki murmured against her lips, genuinely enjoying the sudden aggression.
"Didn't you just teach me how to do this lewd kiss a few hours ago?"
"...Wait. You already knew about lewd things?"
"What kind of being do you think I am?" Treyni giggled, her eyes half-lidded. "I am a Dryad. Because I am deeply connected to the forest and the earth, I have seen many things over the centuries. But... you were my very first. And I am so, so glad it was you..."
"Treyni..."
Suzuki knew it. He hadn't made the wrong choice! Yes! Let's just live happily in the woods with Treyni! From now on, the title of his life would be: My Isekai Life with My Dryad Wife!
However, before Treyni could finish her romantic moment, the bushes rustled. Two incredibly beautiful women—who looked remarkably similar to Treyni—stepped into the clearing, looking at Suzuki with deeply flushed, longing expressions.
"...What are you two doing here?" Suzuki asked, suddenly nervous.
"So..." Treyni looked down at him, her eyes practically glowing with mischief and desire. "Can you teach my sisters those wonderful feelings, too?"
As she spoke, her ethereal clothing dissolved into the air, scattering like glowing fireflies to expose her flawless, pale body once again.
Suzuki knew he should probably stop this. Yet, his biological reaction was so violent that if he tried to forcefully suppress it now, he might actually give himself a stroke. He decided to just let nature take its course.
"Don't worry, Trya, Doris," Treyni whispered to her sisters, her voice dripping with honey. "It might seem a little scary at first because he is so big... but once you get used to it, you'll see it's actually incredibly wonderful. Just follow my lead, okay? Let's make him feel amazing together."
"Yes, Onee-sama," the two younger Dryads breathed in unison.
Like a frail reed caught in a Category 5 hurricane, all Suzuki could do was stubbornly brace himself against their combined assault. He might have been an Enlightened Sage, but facing off against three A-Rank monsters simultaneously was a terrifyingly tough battle!
He refused to lose!
While Suzuki was busy fighting for his life (and thoroughly enjoying it) against Treyni, Trya, and Doris, the rest of the world was in a state of absolute, chaotic panic.
"You mean... he just vanished?"
"Yes. I can't track him. His magical signature disappeared completely."
"How is that even possible?!"
"You're a Demon Lord, aren't you?! Find him!"
"Then what do you propose we do? March an army into the Jura Forest? If I do that, I'll trigger a massive territorial war! And Veldora is still sealed in there!"
"Wait... do you think this anomaly has something to do with Veldora?"
"..."
The clandestine meeting fell into dead silence. If they hadn't felt the sudden, explosive awakening of an Enlightened Sage earlier, they wouldn't have connected the dots. But now?
Before being sealed, Veldora's overwhelming presence had deterred neighboring nations and Demon Lords from invading the Jura Forest. But with the sudden, localized disruption of magicules, people were beginning to notice that Veldora's aura had vanished.
With the "Average Human Merchant" entering the equation right before Veldora's disappearance, everyone drew the exact same, terrifying conclusion: This Sage must be the one responsible.
If this unknown human was strong enough to completely erase the Storm Dragon Veldora from the map, it meant he possessed a unique, god-tier skill that threatened the balance of the entire world.
"His aura is completely gone. It is impossible to locate him via magical sensing."
"How incredibly troublesome..." A pale young man rubbed his temples in frustration. "Still, our grand plan remains unchanged. If this human truly has something to do with Veldora's disappearance... then we have no reason to hold back."
"Gyahahaha..."
"Fighting the guy who made a True Dragon vanish?"
"This is going to be so much fun~!"
"Let's see if his blood is red like a normal human's."
"..."
Suzuki was completely innocent. He hadn't touched Veldora. The true culprit was a bouncy, blue slime currently wiggling its way out of a cave. Yet, even if Suzuki screamed the truth from the mountaintops, no one would ever believe him. It was conceptually impossible for a slime to devour a True Dragon!
But Suzuki couldn't worry about global politics right now. He had to focus all his stamina on the grueling, three-on-one battle right in front of him!
"By the way, Rimuru," Veldora suddenly echoed from within the slime's stomach.
"Yes?"
Rimuru, having just successfully devoured Veldora and his infinite prison, paused his bouncy exit from the Sealed Cave.
"That fellow Japanese transmigrator I mentioned earlier? He is currently sleeping with three incredibly beautiful Dryad sisters at the same time."
"GODDAMMIT!"
Rimuru shrieked internally, cursing Suzuki with every fiber of his gelatinous being!