Dungeon Overlord: Monster Girl Harem!-Chapter 42: The Angry, Yet Considerate Wife

[Stop!]

The moment Leonhardt stepped close to the bathroom door, splashing and the sound of Asuka's pleasant humming echoing from inside.

Ifrit's sharp and aggressive tone resounded in his mind.

[You cannot do more with that woman!]

'Huh?'

Though still a little drunk, a moment before.

Leonhardt became mostly sober after their small 'fight' on the bed until Ifrit's voice snapped him out of it completely.

'What happened Ifrit?'

[Do you not understand that you weren't in your right mind a moment ago?]

'Well…'

He couldn't deny that the exciting temptation to bite into her neck and devour her mana amid their act flashed through his head.

"Oh."

'Why did I become so strange?'

[Because you are an idiot, those were your instincts as a male Arachne… something you need to master before doing things with such fragile women.]

Leonhardt's eyes widened, his gaze removed from the door where Asuka enjoyed her bath. Instead, he exhaled, stepped towards the door, and left the shared room.

'It's dark.'

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The inn was pitch black because it was past closing time.

[You should look at the information on your races more closely, their mating habits, especially.]

'I can just avoid drinking or doing that again, right?'

[No!]

[It's too late now you've tasted her, the Arachne in you will keep seeking that Dragonoid out…]

'Then why didn't you stop me sooner?'

Ifrit became quiet for a few moments, causing Leon's mind to race, worried she became disappointed in him, and that thought made him feel cold inside.

[Leon, I cannot stop you from doing things you want to do. I can only guide you, so when it's something you desire, be it instinct or desire…]

[My hands are tied!]

Suddenly, the moments she tried to stop him from bonding with Zafira came to mind, and he put the two situations together, if he couldn't stop himself or truly desired that with Zafira, Ifrit wouldn't be able to do or say anything negative to him.

'Sorry, Ifrit, I relied so heavily on you and treated you like a convenient tool.'

[Don't be stupid, if I didn't want this, then you would have another advisor!]

'Will I really want 'that' again with her?'

[Yes… she will never forget you either, because of her race.]

[That perverted Arch mage chose the Arachne race for that reason!]

To learn these things, he realised he should be responsible and avoid letting his instincts guide him, as this might not be the best choice.

'Hmm…'

[Don't be so negative, thanks to it, you've gained a nice boost…]

'Boost?'

• You have bonded closely with a Red-Dragon

Gained DP: 1000

Gained XP: 1000

Gained EP: 400

[I just hope you don't do it again, only for this boost. Do it because you want to.]

'…'

Leonhardt couldn't quite understand her fully. If he could grow stronger, wouldn't it be better? But Ifrit's low and quivering voice told him otherwise. So he was eager to learn more, to understand where and what he lacked.

'I understand, unless I want to do the act itself, then I will avoid those acts.'

[Thank you, Leon… My Master]

In the first place, he didn't need to clean himself with water, anyway.

Snap!

With the snap of his fingers, hundreds of small motes of blue light enveloped his body, and within a few seconds, cleaned his body completely. His sweat, the scent, and even the fluids from both parties vanished from his body and the bed.

"Phew."

[Did you like doing the act?]

Ifrit's voice sounded shy, causing Leonhardt to hesitate.

He closed his eyes and thought back to the act, warm, wet, sticky and the intense scents that overwhelmed him, some lingering in the room.

'I think it was my favourite thing after fighting…'

[Then…]

Because she cut off her voice, Leon tilted his head, confused.

'Ifrit?'

No matter how many times he tried to call her name, she refused to speak.

Leon found himself alone in the dark, cold room, surrounded by the distant splash and flicker of water from Asuka and the quiet voices of Sylvie and Erina speaking about what they saw.

'What the hell is a flesh cudgel, Erina?'

"Haa…"

The silence left behind by Ifrit allowed him time to dwell on the events since coming into this world until now.

'Zafira, are you there?'

Because Ifrit seemed busy, he couldn't help but message Zafira. Even though it was early in the morning, he somehow knew things would be alright if he could hear her voice.

[E-Eh? Leon, what's the matter, contacting me so late?]

Her voice felt different, deeper than usual, almost like a different person spoke instead.

'I just wanted to hear your voice.'

[!!!]

When Zafira suddenly went silent, he felt like something was wrong.

'Eh? It's really you, Zafira, right?'

He checked, and she was indeed Zafira.

[O-Of course I am fine, Master… Your late contact just disturbed me a little.]

As soon as he asked again, the strange feeling became replaced by a calming reassurance. He dropped onto the bed, sinking his head into the pillow beside him.

'Tonight I did something that made Ifrit angry.'

[Really? But that idiot wouldn't stay mad at you for long. What did you do?]

'I did things with a woman, and she became angry.'

[What—]

A strange, low and slightly aggressive tone emitted from Zafira.

'It's probably normal; we were both drunk, but she still got angry.'

As soon as he spoke until finishing, Zafira let out a quiet humming, but she didn't seem so happy.

[Did you have sex?]

A cold voice and the sound of something cracking echoed through Zafira's connection

'No? We just touched each other and used our mouths.'

…

Silence followed his statement.

For a few minutes, he continued waiting, staring at the ceiling, thinking nothing.

Meanwhile, the connection with Zafira sometimes transferred a strange noise, a low feminine growl, and the sound of things being destroyed and smashed.

He wanted to speak, but the intensity increased with the sickening crunch of bone and squelch of torn flesh mixed with screams. After the fifth minute of the strange female's wrath, she replied.

[Ahem! Sorry—there was a bug, and I needed to crush it.]

'Huh?'

Her voice transformed, gentle and soft… the epitome of a lady, entirely different from her previous growl that ripped through the night.

Leonhardt was utterly dumbfounded, but after he listened further, he couldn't help but ask:

'Zafira, are you alright?'

[Never better, Leonhardt!]

The sickly sweet and elegant voice made his spine tingle, causing a shudder to wash over him.

Clack!

It seemed Asuka finished her bath, as the scent of peach and lily floated from the direction of the door.

'Then, I'll let you get back to sleep.'

The sight of the girl wrapped in just a white towel caused him to gulp down another wave of excitement, but he remembered Ifrit's words, and once again snapped his fingertips.

Snap!

Asuka's eyes widened, and her body was enveloped in warmth. The water evaporated because small red motes of elemental fire were evaporating the excess water.

"T-Thanks, um… should we sleep?"

He gazed at her figure, unable to look away. She wore a matching set of black underwear, though he wondered why the back of her underwear was nothing but a string.

"Yeah, come sleep here, there's enough room."

"Ah—"

The ticklish awkwardness remained, as she climbed into his bed, her warm body brushing against his arm, before he hugged her and pulled her in close.

"Nn…" Although she snorted and huffed with a flushed face, her lips curled into a faint smile. Then she wrapped both arms around his back. "Goodnight."

Somehow… the cold air vanished when embracing each other.

They then fell asleep in each other's arms.

While they slept, Ifrit spoke once again, in an odd voice as she whispered.

[Idiot!]

[You called me your dungeon wife…]