Hentai Dragon King

CLANG!

I shot up from my chair with so much force that it toppled over.

Ifelasuki on my right fell over with a thud, but Lucia stood up calmly as if nothing had happened.

”The bread I ate disappeared! Why?!”

”Yeah.”

I was drenched in cold sweat and yelling, but Lucia didn’t look surprised at all.

”Uwaaaaaah! Rafilia-san, give me that bread heeeeere!”

GRAB!

I leaned across the table, snatched the bread from Rafilia-san’s hand, and took a huge bite.

CHOMP!

”T-This is...!”

My hand...!

My hand was trembling!

THUMP! THUMP!

My heart was pounding wildly!

Ugh...

O-Ohhh...

”This bread...! This bread! Uuuu— Maaa— Iiii— ...ZOOOOOOOOO!!”

DOOOOOOON!

A mysterious light suddenly burst from my body.

”Uoooooooh!

The crust is perfectly crispy, like it just came out of the oven!

The texture is insane!

This flavor! That subtle aroma spreading through my mouth!

What on earth did you put in it?!

It’s like a golden wind blowing across my tongue...

I see! It’s beer yeast!”

No one answered my passionate question, but I kept going.

”In warm regions they grow grapes and make wine, but in the cold northern lands, beer made from wheat is the staple!

And when you brew beer in a brewery, yeast is inevitably left over! Bakeries use that yeast!

Next to a good brewery, there’s always a good bakery!

The well-fermented dough has a high rye content and is moist and full of water!

When you bake high-moisture dough at high heat, the steam fills the oven and makes the crust shatteringly crisp, just like French bread!”

Steam began shooting out of my entire body with a psshhh, turning the room pure white.

Possessed by something, I started running. I couldn’t hold back the urge swelling inside me!

I ran in circles around the small room, smashing the walls with my outstretched hands.

”CRISPY!!”

The north wall shattered like bread crust.

”CRISPY!!”

The west wall shattered like bread crust.

”I’m wrapped in crispiness!!”

The south and east walls also crumbled like bread crust. The morning sun that had just risen poured into the wreckage of the room, and the steam dispersed.

”It’s so delicious I feel like I’m ascending to heaven!!”

My body glowed again.

The dazzling light shot straight into the sky. I was sucked up into a light elevator and instantly transported above the clouds.

”The crumb inside the crust! It’s fluffy like clouds!!”

I dove into the clouds. My body sank into the cotton-like softness, and when I reached the limit, I was bounced back with a boing.

”And this elasticity! Push it and it springs back!!”

I landed on the clouds again. I wrapped my whole body around them so I wouldn’t be bounced off a second time.

I tore off a huge piece of cloud and stuffed it into my mouth.

”Once it’s in your mouth, it melts like clouds!

Delicious! So delicious!

It’s so good!!

I can’t stop eating!!”

I scooped up clouds with both hands like a bulldozer, devouring them one after another into my stomach.

I’m so happy!

The sky is full of clouds, so there’s no way I’ll run out!

While I was lost in bliss, a cute voice came from somewhere.

”Delicious!”

It was a Kemololi!

A Kemololi came walking over the hill of clouds.

”Delicious!”

There was another Kemololi behind her!

”Delicious!”

”Delicious!”

”Delicious!”

One Kemololi, two Kemololi, three Kemololi...

No, counting is stupid. There were dozens of them. A massive parade of Kemololi!

All the Kemololi tore off pieces of cloud at once and began a grand chorus of ”Delicious!”

”Masaharu-saaan.”

A voice called me from behind.

When I turned around, a completely naked Rafilia-san was floating over the clouds toward me.

She was hugging two giant round loaves of bread against her chest.

”Would you like some more bread~?”

”Yaaay! More round bread! Thank you very muuuch!”

I went straight for the right round loaf.

”Bread!”

”Bread!”

”Bread!”

The nearby Kemololi jumped onto me and Rafilia-san one after another. I was wrapped in fluffiness from the inside and outside, completely surrounded.

”So goood!”

A loud, unfamiliar voice rang out.

Then—

Pop! Popop!

The Kemololi bounced away in all directions.

Ifelasuki had appeared on the clouds at some point and was tearing off pieces of bread-cloud and eating them.

And then—

”Horse-y!”

She spoke!

While spraying steam from her whole body in excitement, the horse-pussy Ifelasuki spoke.

”The ingredients are just wheat, rye, barley, salt, and water. It’s full of natural flavor, so even a grass-loving horse girl like me enjoys it!”

”You can talk?!”

”This round bread is simply called round bread because it’s round, but later it came to be known as country bread... pain de campagne.

It’s a rustic bread made by mixing low-quality wheat with rye. That taste I ate in the countryside... I miss it.

That sense of nostalgia is why it later became popular.

Just like how people in Japan can eat white rice whenever they want now, but still crave the nostalgic taste of barley rice, the same phenomenon happens around the world.

In France, every town has a bakery selling country bread.

Bakery bread is more popular than factory-made white bread in plastic bags.

In Germany and Russia, black bread consumption is increasing thanks to the health food boom.

You can find black bread in Japanese supermarkets too, so definitely try it!”

”What’s wrong with you, Ifelasuki? Did you cum or something?! Are you in sage mode?!”

”This world is based on medieval France, and bread is written as pain in French.

Pain quotidien means daily bread. Bread is sustenance.

There’s also gagner son pain à la sueur de son front, which means to earn one’s living by the sweat of one’s brow.

Pain brûlé means burnt brown, and comme des petits pains means ’in large quantities.’

These are just a tiny fraction of the idiomatic expressions using bread.

Bread is so deeply embedded in our lives that there are this many expressions about it.

Long comme un jour sans pain literally means ’as long as a day without bread,’ but it means ’tediously long’ or ’extremely boring.’ Amazing, right?

Life without bread is unthinkable!

I love bread!”

”I love bread!”

”I love bread!”

”I love bread!”

The Kemololi joined Ifelasuki’s words in a big chorus of ”I love bread!”

Rafilia-san also squeezed her huge breasts together with both arms, blushed, and said ”I love bread.”

Between Rafilia-san’s legs, golden ears of rice swayed gently.

”I love bread too!”

Bread.

It is life itself—

The blessing of Mother Earth—

”Long.”

Poke.

Suddenly, someone jabbed me in the side. When I looked, I was back in the small cabin, with Lucia standing next to me.

Across the table were Rafilia-san and the Kemololi. On my right, Ifelasuki was lying on her back after her chair had been knocked over.

”Looks like the bread was so good I was hallucinating...”

”Yeah.”

”Hey Lucia, look. This bread is so delicious it makes you see illusions, and it doesn’t decrease when you eat it!”

The bread I held out in front of Lucia had clear bite marks in it.

”Huh?! When Rafilia-san was sharing it with the Kemololi it didn’t decrease, but the moment I ate it, it did?”

What’s going on?!

Lucia pointed at Rafilia-san.

”Breast skill.”

”Eh?!”

”Eh?!”

By ”breast,” she probably didn’t mean the actual breasts, but Rafilia-san herself.

”When breasts share food or wine with others, the original amount doesn’t decrease. See.”

Lucia pointed at the pot hanging from the ceiling.

The pot was still full to the brim with soup. It hadn’t decreased at all.

Indeed, Rafilia-san had been the one ladling out the soup.

The bread she gave to the Kemololi had been torn by Rafilia-san herself.

The first piece I cut and gave to Lucia had disappeared.

The piece I just snatched from Rafilia-san also disappeared.

”When breasts willingly share food with others, it becomes more delicious and doesn’t decrease. That’s her Holy Woman skill.”

”Holy Woman? Me?”

”Yesterday, when Ralm possessed you and you woke up.”

”Lady Ralm possessed me?!”

Ah. It must have been when she sprayed breast milk last night.

So last night’s events weren’t an attack by some enemy — it was Rafilia-san’s skill that prevented the food from decreasing. Makes sense. She had been the one cutting the bread and pouring the wine. The carrot decreased because Ifelasuki took it herself from the basket.

Whew.

I felt relieved and my body relaxed.

I tried to sit on the chair, but fell backward. Right, I had knocked it over earlier.

I glanced sideways.

Yeah.

Seeing Ifelasuki’s dumb face somehow calms me down.

I tilted my head a little and peeked under Lucia’s skirt-like garment as she stood on my left.

She wasn’t wearing anything.