Elt, even with the bandages on his back, wouldn't say he's too bothered. Of course, pain isn't welcome, but growing up in the poorest areas of the city makes anyone a bit more hardened.

Perhaps that's why seeing someone like Miltie lying unconscious in a hospital bed makes him so anxious. Unfortunately, no matter how he gets up and walks around, it's not going to speed up his recovery.

Now that he's stopped to think about the day's events, he understands how close they came to death. A monster appeared out of nowhere that no one could have prepared for or known about.

Elt: "And what's worse, I was useless." It's a truth that Elt is forced to swallow. A monster that size was an enemy far beyond what he could fight. But he begins to remember how Jonathan fought the manticore, even though he didn't receive a blessing from the goddess, he's clearly on a hero's level.

Elt - He's really amazing, he - he remembers what Jonathan said to him a few months ago - Not satisfied with your current position in life, eh? -

While rambling in his head, sitting waiting for Miltie to recover, he sees someone enter the room. And for a moment his relaxation is lost.

Entering the hospital room in the utmost calm is Wilmarina Noscrim, heroine of the order and his childhood friend (although he doubts she still remembers him).

A strange, almost surprised look comes over Wilmarina's face when she sees who is in the room with her. But she soon adopts a cool, trained mask. She looks passively at Elt but changes her gaze very quickly.

Wilmarina - The priests of the church and the king of Lescatie have asked for a report from the heroine Mimil Miltie about the incident in the eastern district of the city - Seeing that the heroine in question is unconscious, she only turns to Elt - I ask you to speak to her as soon as she wakes up -

Having said that, she turns abruptly and walks back to the door.

Elt: "She wouldn't dream of someone like me."

But before she reaches the door, she says something else.

Wilmarina - By the way, witnesses say that Private Jonathan, together with you Elt-san, bought time by fighting the manticore before I arrived, well done - Turning away, even though there's not much emotion on her face, there's a note of pride in her voice.

The door closes, leaving Miltie asleep in her bed and Elt stunned without much to say. A smile creeps onto his face. Maybe it's for the best, he's fine being remembered only as a good soldier in Wilmarina's mind. That's what he'll tell himself until he starts to believe it.

Wilmarina enters the gates of Lescatie church after giving her childhood friend the message. It had been a long time since she had seen him, and she had to restrain herself to keep her enthusiasm from leaking out.

Wilmarina "Good work? Good job? Idiot, idiot, idiot. He could have died in that incident, there were no heroes of the order around and only he and that other boy were there, and yet they fought the creature before I arrived, and you say good job? He'll think I don't care about the danger to his life!".

In Elt's mind, after all these years without contact with her childhood friend, she would forget about him or he wouldn't have any importance in her life. The opposite is true. Wilmarina does remember Elt, as she wouldn't, he was the first friend she ever had, the first person to treat her as a person and not as a daughter of the Noscrim. It was he and Francisca who made her childhood the best time of her life.

They played all day, getting dirty, running around, getting into fights. Things like status and money didn't enter into their relationship. Everything was fun for them.

Until that day when Francisca's illness took a drastic turn for the worse. And Elt's parents "disappeared" and he became an orphan. And the day Wilmarina was chosen as the heroine of the order.

The separation of the three was very painful. Enduring the rigid and extensive training expected of a Noscrim noblewoman chosen by the goddess to become a hero and what her father told her about how she should think of her position as a soldier and defender of the city, before thinking of herself as a woman or a person. She couldn't see Elt because he was a simple orphan and a commoner who couldn't accompany her. And she couldn't see Francisca, because even though she was ill, she was a princess and there would be no place for her on the battlefields. His father always stressed that this was for their protection. But her loneliness and isolation hurt all the same.

The years that passed after completing her training were better. She made some friends who were also heroes chosen by the goddess. But they would never be able to remove the memory of the two of them from her soul. That's why she swore an oath to herself. She would be the greatest hero in the world. She was going to put an end to wars and people's suffering. That way, Elt and Francisca would no longer suffer. She had to abandon them in their most difficult moments, she doesn't deserve to just come into their lives as if everything could go back to the way it was before. Wilmarina Noscrim needs to be the heroine of the town of Lescatie before she can be a woman.

Wilmarina "Still, maybe I could..." Prowling one of the corridors, she comes across Father Noscrim, or rather her father Regler Noscrim, who, while talking to one of his cardinals, looks at Wilmarina's arrival from the corner of his face and smiles.

Regler Noscrim - Wilmarina, darling! How good it is to see you back - He comes up to her and gives her a strong paternal hug - I've got great news, come with me so I can tell you -

Feeling happy to see her family after so long, she goes with her father to his office to recount the events of her trip.

The next day at the Merse squadron's training grounds. The atmosphere is a little more tense than usual. Although yesterday's incident with the manticore didn't leave any serious injuries to the two who were involved. There's a certain unease in the air between two of the squad members.

Jonathan and Mureau look at each other intensely. The two have been like this since they saw each other when they arrived, and it seems that neither knows how to start a conversation. The tense atmosphere of yesterday seems to have returned in full force.

Although Jonathan is still angry about what happened yesterday, he understands that there must be some reason why Mureau acted like that, so he wants to hear it. It's just a bit embarrassing to ask him outright.

Clinton - Okay, we're not going to get anywhere with this staring match - Seeing that the two of them haven't spoken for several minutes, Clinton loses patience and decides to put an end to the situation. - Mureau, why don't you just say what most people already know and we'll sort the whole situation out -

Mureau looks at Clinton and then at Jonathan. Considering how important the subject is to him, it's understandable that he should take his time deciding whether or not to tell someone he's only known for a few months. But Mureau understands how his actions could have been considered reckless.

Mureau - Haa - Sighing, he looks back on memories he doesn't like to revisit - When I was little, my brothers and I used to go and play in the woods every day - He looks back on childhood when his biggest worry was getting home for dinner on time, every day they would play anything until they got home completely dirty and muddy - We used to see who could go the furthest into the woods to see who was the bravest, those were happy times. None of us were very scared, so we always went deep into the forest. - Mureau begins to approach Jonathan, loosening some laces from his shoulder blades - We never heard the rumors about how some cultists and monsters scoured the woods, why would we? We never saw anything to prove that they were out there, but - He unlaces his shoulder pad and shows Jonathan his bare shoulder, a horrible scar stains his skin, as if a hook had pulled his skin and flesh, like meat in a butcher's shop - that's what happened one day when I decided to be a bit braver than my brothers -

Jonathan - ! - Surprised, Jonathan lets out a sigh and looks up with bulging eyes.

Mureau - One day when I had gone a little deeper into the forest, a group of old men in rags caught me and kidnapped me. My brothers went to rescue me without telling anyone and two were killed by the cultists. I saw them both being scalped and their skins hung like blankets on the clothesline. - Before I was offered up in one of their fucking heretical rituals, the city guards came and killed them all, and rescued me and my brothers. That day taught me something. You. Don't. Allow it. Those. People - He gets an intense look in his eyes and his voice gets intensely thicker - Everyone knew about the rumors but since they never created any real problems the guards never did anything, the parents just used stories about how this kind of person would pick you up and take you away never to be seen again, but look at that - He shows his scar on his shoulder - If everyone had taken the stories seriously and killed them, my brothers would be alive! -

Mureau is sighing a little now, he's gotten a bit carried away. Jonathan just looks on, still processing the whole story.

Mureau - When I saw that cultist screaming like crazy, I just acted, okay - He closes his eyes, taking another breath - Maybe I was a bit hot-headed and didn't think things through but... - Jonathan - No, I understand.

Jonathan - No, I understand - Empathizing, Jonathan begins - I'll be honest, I would have done what you did in the same circumstances, I wanted to question you because that was the second time a monster literally sprang up in the middle of the city. But the guy was crazy, so I doubt he knew anything - Stepping close to Mureau, Jonathan put his hand on his shoulder - Look, I'm not going to say that I understand what you've been through. But you can count on me for anything. - Smiling at him, it seems that the two have finally reconciled.

Clinton - Yeah, yeah, now hug and kiss - Making fun of the situation, Clinton uses a baby voice.

Jonathan - You ruined it, we were having a really good time and you ruined everything - With a neutral face Jonathan holds on until - Hahahahaha - He starts laughing, along with everyone else in the squad.

Perhaps things will continue to be quiet and comfortable for the next few days, and Jonathan doesn't ask for anything more than that.

In Jonathan and Melanie's apartment, routine has set in over the last six months. After their emotional argument and Melanie's confession, the atmosphere had calmed down.

There was no tension or discomfort. Melanie knew that Jonathan needed time to think and organize his emotions before responding to the kobold's feelings.

Jonathan has been very affectionate these past few weeks. It's something Melanie has noticed and it gives her butterflies in her stomach. They haven't kissed again since that incident. But Jonathan has taken a great interest in her.

Door opening!

Jonathan - Hi - Arriving morosely, Jonathan smiled to see Melanie home. He had been planning this evening for a long time and knew how important it would be. "It's tonight, I'm sure of it now".

The two of them dine in a comfort that almost looks like a romantic couple. Jonathan's portion is insanely larger than that of the Kobold, who only needs a medium portion of food to satisfy her appetite.

Jonathan finishes his giant portion of food. As he puts his plate back on the table, he makes a noise.

The two sit in comfortable silence. Jonathan is a little dumbfounded to realize that Melanie basically does the work of a wife for him, she cooks, takes care of the house and is always there to listen to his problems.

Jonathan "I owe her a lot, more than she realizes." He gets up from the sofa and asks Melanie to sit down next to him. "That's why I can't keep her waiting any longer."

Melanie becomes anxious at the abruptness of the request. But she goes on anyway. She's been smelling something different about Jonathan since he arrived today. Maybe...

Jonathan - Melanie, I can't tell you how grateful I am, like not just for what you do, but just for existing at all - He says looking straight into her eyes, smiling.

Melanie - hmm! - The kobold's cheeks turn pink, and she frowns. - N-n-nothing -

Jonathan - It's much more than I can express, so I doubt it's nothing - Before she can start, he interrupts - Not only did you trust me, even when I gave you reason not to. You pulled me out of the deep end even after I tried to distance myself, you saved my life Melanie, I'm sincere about that... And, there's one more thing, you never forced me into anything, even when you proposed to me - He finally gets to the point he wanted to make. "Okay, without further ado, I need to do this now".

Jonathan - These last few months living with you. It was probably the best part of anything that could happen. I felt appreciated, I could be myself without fear of prejudice. You're amazing Melanie, because you more than anyone else decided for yourself to love me. You're loving, considerate and kind, and a lot of fun to be around. - He laughs a little at that last one - I'm completely sure, without any pressure or doubt, that I'm in love with you Melanie -

Melanie is speechless. She had waited a long time for this moment, even thinking that Jonathan wouldn't see her like this, she could accept being just friends with him, but she wouldn't lie and say that she hadn't expected something between the two of them. Her throat went dry at that moment, and just then her instincts went all haywire, with no direction to guide her. Her face turned pink when he approached her and took her hand.

Jonathan - I know you've been waiting a long time, and it would be fair if you'd lost interest because I took so long. I understand that your feelings may have changed. But I still want to know from you, do you still have feelings for me? - His heart squeezing with fear of the answer, he still takes courage and asks. Maybe the answer isn't something he's waiting for, but his heart needs to know. Even though his palms were sweaty with nerves and he wanted to turn his eyes away and not look at her face while he waited for the answer, he forced himself to remain resolute.

Melanie - Yes, I absolutely love you - Without a single hesitation, she answers him. There's no way she wouldn't have feelings for someone as wonderful as him, she'd wait years and decades if she had to. Until he was ready and stable to be with her, and it seems that day is today.

Jonathan - So, I guess there's only one thing I can do - Seeing that words are no longer necessary, that fears and apprehensions have no place here, it's time for the last barrier between human and kobold to be broken down.

Calmly and gently, the two kiss. They both started the movement, but neither of them knows which one finished the distance between their sides first. But that doesn't matter. With their hands intertwined and pressing firmly to feel as much contact as possible, their lips meet and they both lose themselves in the moment.

It's a wonderful sensation, Jonathan can now appreciate how soft and delicious the Kobold's lips are, he moves by instinct to caress her more and more and feel as much as possible, still maintaining a gentleness and leaving the moment soft without rushing. Being close to her like this makes his nose strongly smell her scent, and just like the times he's lain on her lap, it's so comforting that it makes him sure that this is the woman he wants to spend his life with.

Melanie is also feeling wonderful. She never imagined how soft Jonathan's lips would be, or how firm his touch would be. But any expectations can't compare to now. Her small hands begin to work their way through Jonathan's hair, exploring and caressing his scalp. Her tiny claws don't have the power to hurt, but the feel of them running through his hair sends shivers down Jonathan's spine. She uses her small strength to hold him, afraid that the kiss will end too soon. Foolish is this notion, for the young man doesn't plan to be an inch away from her tonight.

Finally needing a breather, the two gently part lips. The way they're both panting makes them both horny. Melanie is pink-faced but happy, as is Jonathan.

Being a little rougher, Jonathan puts his hands on Melanie's sides, he looks at her intensely and feels a little of the kobold's soft, smooth skin. Melanie feels Jonathan's touch on her skin, his hands, calloused from his training, still have a soft and tender touch.

Jonathan - Ha, ha, Melanie, I just want to tell you, we can stop now if you want, because I don't know if I'll be able to stop once we've started - Picking up his pace and looking seriously at her, the boy warns her. He's being a bit of an idiot, because holding back is the last thing a kobold wants.

Melanie puts her paw on Jonathan's cheek, caressing it. In a cute way, Jonathan leans on the paw, like a puppy receiving a cuddle.

Melanie - I want it Jonathan, Master - She begins to speak more submissively, she's been using Master as an adjective for some time, and she explains to the boy how it just means that she has feelings for him and wishes to offer everything she has to her beloved - I want to give everything I have to you, I decided that a long time ago, there's no way I want you to stop... - Adopting a more seductive expression, she comes closer to Jonathan's face - I want you not to hold back, all the desires you have, pour them into me -

With this declaration, the boy feels something inside him being released, a tie he had was undone. He's going to let his desires and instincts guide him for now.

He begins to kiss Melanie more. The feel of her mouth is still intoxicating for the young man, his hands caress her arms and his sense of touch takes in how smooth and soft the girl's skin is. Their kisses become greedier, their tongues dancing as their lips create almost a vacuum. Jonathan is dominating the whole interaction, but Melanie isn't being completely passive, showing her hunger by constantly moving her tongue and lips.

Disengaging from the kiss, Jonathan begins to give Melanie's neck little hickeys, listening to her little moans and quick intakes of breath. They are extremely cute noises, and the taste of her skin and a touch of sweat that has accumulated with the excitement of the moment, only make Jonathan more motivated.

He goes down slowly, enjoying the kobold's whimpers. Then he reaches his target, Melanie's small breasts. Even though she says they're small, they still seem perfect to fit in his hand, and perfect to suck on. He admires them for a second and puts one nipple in his mouth and caresses the other. Again, Melanie inhales air to swallow a moan, as their legs rub against each other.

He fondles Melanie's breasts while his tongue circles her nipple inside his mouth. Deciding to give her a stronger sensation, he takes a light bite and squeezes her other nipple. Even though they're hard and raised, they still retain a certain softness. Melanie lets out a loud moan and clamps her legs together, trying to hold in the pleasure.

Melanie - ah, ah, hmm! - Letting more sighs out of her mouth, she tries not to be totally passive at this point and rubs her thigh against Jonathan's groin, stimulating his member.

Feeling more daring, Jonathan takes his hand to Melanie's vagina. As soon as he left his fingers inside her thigh, the kobold's muscles stiffened as if frightened, but soon relaxed, having complete confidence in the young man. He let his index finger lightly stroke the swollen lips of her flower. He can't get enough of her reactions, which always make him more excited.

Melanie - hmm, ah! Ah! - Feeling her master stirring at her entrance, Melanie finally orgasms when he decides to stick two of his fingers in, squeezing a part she didn't even know existed. A strong whiteness assails her mind, a tightness in her nether regions loosened when she came, and her body begins to spasm with her muscles quivering. - Aaaahhh! -

Jonathan - hmm... - Watching the kobold's pleasurable moment, he feels a sense of pride at having brought such pleasure to his partner. He looks at his fingers, wet with Melanie's honey, white and crystalline, leaving his fingers close, he smells a sweet and strong scent, a scent purely of Melanie, her passion and her contentment at being in this moment. His sense of smell is stimulated by the scent, sweet like fruit but strong like perfume, his mouth salivates and he puts his fingers in his mouth tasting the liquid. As expected, he tastes Melanie's sweet flavor, concentrated and potent, and he thinks he might become addicted to it. But leaving aside this new delicious side he has discovered of the Kobold, he looks at her face.

The two of them stare at each other, knowing the next step in their activity. With a nod, Melanie gives her permission and shows that she does want to take this step.

Seeing that she is ready, Jonathan begins to take off his last articles of clothing. His underwear and shirt are gone. His body, which he has worked for months to build, is shown in the dim light coming through the window by the moon. Unlike how he arrived in this world, his chest is firm and chiseled, his abdomen six-packed with muscle, his arms rigid and with thick shoulders. As he takes off his underwear, he notices how Melanie stares at his bulge. He laughs a little, knowing that he was sending those same glances to her body.

His member is released, and Melanie gasps at the sight of the object of her admiration. Standing at a respectful 17 centimeters and bent over, the mamono licks her lips as her breathing increases. She can smell Jonathan's scent, pungent and masculine, emanating from his penis like an incense to attract her, but she manages to keep control and not go all out on him at once.

Jonathan - Are you ready? - Looking lovingly at his beloved, his hands resting on the bed on the sides of Melanie's head, it seems that he has decided to use the good old missionary to have his first time with the kobold.

Melanie - Yes, take my virginity, Master - feeling more and more loved by her Master, knowing that even now he wants to make sure she's ready, her decision is reinforced and she wants more than anything to feel Jonathan in the deepest part of herself.

Jonathan begins to bring his organ close to Melanie's entrance, and they both feel a sense of excitement. Feeling the warmth of her pussy on the tip of his cock, seeing how well lubricated and eager she is. They both hold hands and Jonathan moves his hips and thrusts.

Jonathan and Melanie - Haaa! - They both gasp, the overwhelming pleasure makes them stop and look at each other, it's more than they expected to feel and they have to give themselves time to get used to it. For the young man, his penis is enveloped in the most comfortable tightness he's ever felt, the fluids that drench his fur and soak his member take away any uncomfortable friction he might have and leave only the cozy warmth of Melanie's body, which with her vaginal muscles begins to caress him with tenderness and gentleness, giving him unparalleled pleasure. For the kobold, the sensation of Jonathan filling her is incredible, there is no pain to be felt and with the disparity between their bodies, she feels the presence of her master covering her entire body. Inside and out all she feels is Jonathan, as his body covers hers in a strong embrace, his cock spasms with stimulation and hits the kobold's deepest points. Every twinge of pleasure is received, and her private parts hold onto him so that he doesn't escape and deprive her of pleasure.

They both start to move. Jonathan moves his hips in a slow, gentle motion at first, while the Kobold synchronizes her movements to make him go deeper and deeper into her.

Each time Jonathan sinks into her, a wave of pleasure is received from the tip of his penis to his brain. He has to keep himself supported on the bed while his hips work to bring pleasure to both of them.

Jonathan moans, he's the type who doesn't think a man should hold back his expressions at the moment of sex, he lets out moans and grunts at the wonderful sensation he's having. The walls of the Kobold's vagina suck him deeper and massage his cock.

Melanie - mmmmm - Moaning every time their hips come together, Melanie opens her mouth to let out a grunt of pleasure and has it invaded by Jonathan, the kiss this time much more ferocious and libidinous. Their tongues explore each other, intertwining. - Hmmmm! - Melanie's ass bounces a little, she has just felt an explosion of pleasure when Jonathan's penis lightly touches her womb.

Her body became accustomed to Jonathan's and soon, every thrust made a little kiss on her uterus. Her walls sucked him in and craved his potent semen.

Listening to the sounds of their bodies merging with ardor, neither of them has the head or perception to see if they're making too much noise. The wet, sensual sounds they both make are the only things reaching their ears.

Jonathan - Ghu! - Feeling himself getting close to the end, the young man doesn't want to be the only one to have his climax. Kissing the kobold more fervently, he lets his hand go towards her clitoris. He then finds the organ, which is as hard as a grain, and begins to massage and run his fingers over it.

Melanie - Hmmmmm! - Tightening her hold on Jonathan's body from the sudden stimulation, she feels something incredible coming on. Far greater than the orgasm she'd had before, her mind is filled with white. Her mamono body instinctively increases the spasms and undulations her vagina makes, her pulses demanding her master's seed, begging him to pour it all into her womb.

They both start to speed up, their movements more ferocious and erratic. The heat and pleasure have become so great that neither of them can tell where one begins and the other ends. Feeling their bodies come together, the two feel a white-hot explosion in their minds, a shock to the system that releases everything they had.

Jonathan and Melanie - AAAAAHHH! - Their orgasm hits. Their hardened muscles release and the gates open. Jonathan feels his semen passing through his testicles and into the kobold's fertile womb. His cock spasms, exploding its liquid into Melanie's cervix, which receives the river of semen like someone who has finally quenched their thirst. Jonathan has never cum so much in his life. If he could only fill a spoon when he masturbated, at this moment he's sure he could fill a glass with the volume that has just come out. Melanie felt a shock run through her body, locking and unlocking her muscles, leaving her spasming under Jonathan's body, liquids flowing from her pussy like a small river and her tongue hanging loose and her face in an ahegasm. Experiencing her master's seed enter her womb is something divine. The lava-hot liquid brought a pleasure she had never thought she would experience, quenching a thirst completely unknown to the kobold. Her legs are crossed behind Jonathan so that nothing escapes from her vagina.

Their orgasm was ending. The giant shock of pleasure they had experienced became just a feeling of contentment, euphoria and happiness. Their bodies, which were at their peak, come to rest and they both gasp for air.

Melanie - ah, ah, ha, ha - Smiling, Melanie, still breathing heavily, begins to look seductively at Jonathan. - Master -

Jonathan - ha, ha, he - He laughs a little, he's never felt so good and at ease, but he sees in her eyes that she's still not satisfied, and to tell the truth, neither is he.

Seeing that they're both ready for more, they start again, changing their positions. Knowing full well that they can go on all night. Illuminated by the dim, silvery light of the moon, their bodies come together again. Their sweat and other liquids begin to run clear, but the smile of happiness never leaves their faces.

While they concentrate only on their bodies and faces, lovingly observing each other's facial expressions, none of them notices the mark appearing on Jonathan's hand. A dog mark in the center of his hand, with six circles around it.