“W-what do you know?”

Despite my firm declaration, the boy smiled nonchalantly. His languid smile, which sent chills down my spine, made my tightly pressed lips tremble.

“I brought you here precisely because I know fertilization isn’t easy.”

“What? What does that mean?”

“It means I’ll deposit my essence inside Lala’s womb every day without fail until it takes…”

“Stop! Don’t say another word!”

His transparent blue eyes, clear enough to see through, twitched slightly as he stared intently at my face. Those eyes, looking both hurt and childishly petulant, gradually became moist with deep disappointment.

“Lala, do you dislike me?”

His glistening pupils trembled anxiously. The arm he had hesitantly extended dropped suddenly. The demon seemed overwhelmed by uncontrollable sadness.

“You did all this on your own without asking. I have no intention of becoming your mate.”

Encouraged by the boy’s retreat, I clearly stated my position once more. Sweat seeped through my tightly clenched fists.

“Does your kind always take brides without seeking their consent first?”

“Well…”

The demon hesitated to answer. He seemed unable to deny it outright. Fearing he might actually confirm it, I quickly pressed him further.

“Your kind isn’t that disgraceful, is it?”

“What? Disgraceful…”

When the difficult word emerged, the demon began to sweat. Having gained linguistic advantage, my courage and confidence gradually returned. Hoping I could persuade this young demon, I kindly but firmly made my point, feeling like a kindergarten teacher instructing a child.

Judging by how freely he spoke about depositing essence in wombs and other embarrassingly explicit matters, his communication style was quite direct. I needed to respond in kind for him to understand.

“What you’ve done is very wrong. All under the pretext of love.”

Is “pretext” too difficult a word?

“You claim to love me but then kidnapped me. Think about it—who in this world would like their kidnapper? Only contemptible villains do such things.”

“I’m sorry.”

The demon sniffled, trembling without understanding why. Though he might not have fully grasped my meaning, he seemed to recognize that his beloved wife was furious to the core.

I had expected him to act violently without reason. Was it because he lacked life experience? The demon gazing at me with pitiful eyes was, contrary to rumors, merely an innocent, primitive boy driven by basic instincts.

He lived without proper clothing, survived by hunting, and had only recently learned language… yet his face resembled that of a wealthy young master who had grown up sheltered from sunlight.

Still, I couldn’t let my guard down because he wasn’t human.

“What should I do? I want to make Lala feel better.”

“Send me back to the imperial palace right now.”

“That’s the one thing…”

When the demon hesitated with an uncertain expression, I placed my hands on my hips with an angry face.

“Do you want me to hate you forever?”

“No.”

My br*asts, prominently displayed due to my posture, jiggled like pudding. The demon, entranced by the two swaying white mounds, focused intently on them and subtly swallowed.

“Where are you looking?”

“But Lala, I want to eat you so badly.”

“Take me home. I’ll think calmly there and gather necessary items. This situation is too sudden.”

I grew increasingly anxious that the demon wouldn’t return me. Escaping the Northern Forest was my priority, even if I had to use deliberation as an excuse. I couldn’t even guess how many hours had passed since arriving here.

By now, the Princess must be frantically searching for me. Though the demon’s current state suggested he wouldn’t devour me anytime soon, I had no idea how long this grace period would last.

If his mood changed, he could instantly transform his attitude and swallow me whole. They sometimes eat their own females when they feel like it, after all.

“What if Lala doesn’t come back?”

“I need to prepare myself mentally. To spend a lifetime with a demon.”

“A lifetime?”

“Yes, forever.”

At my innocent lie, the boy’s cheeks turned a light peach color. With an expression of complete belief in my words, he nodded and briefly kissed my lips.

“Alright. I trust Lala.”

“So you’ll let me go now?”

“In return, please grant me one request. I’ve been searching for you for over ten days, hiding myself, and have finally found you. I don’t want to part again so soon.”

“What do you want?”

“Stay with me for just one week. Afterward, I’ll escort you safely back to the imperial palace. I want to fill you with my seed right now, but if you need time to think, I can wait. It will be difficult to hold back, but I don’t mind if it takes long. You’re a different species from me, so you might find this unfamiliar environment frightening. I understand.”

The boy’s resolute tone made me increasingly anxious. A week? He wants me to stay with him for a whole week? Who knows what this demon might do to me during that time?

Before this monster, I was nothing more than a small animal and couldn’t easily speak. His unwavering gaze pierced my entire body like killing intent.

“O-one week is too long. The Princess will be looking for me.”

“Time flows abnormally faster here than in human habitats. That’s why I became just a 19-year-old boy as soon as I set foot in Eodiphia, despite being over 300 years old.”

The earlier demeanor of not knowing what to do when faced with my anger had vanished—the boy’s expression was now as dark and quiet as a night sky by the sea. His coolly shining eyes exuded frost.

The blushing, shy appearance was nowhere to be found. Facing a demon whose emotions fluctuated by the second, my anxiety rapidly grew.

“Still, a week is too…”

The demon gazed down at me intently. His pupils were unmistakably those of an apex predator.

“Lala, are you afraid of me?”

How am I supposed to respond when he’s emitting such suffocating killing intent?

But showing fear would obviously leave me at his mercy.

I maintained my composure and moved my lips with emphasis on each word.

“How many human days equal one week in the demon realm? The Princess will surely interrogate me if I’m absent too long.”

“…Well, there’s no fixed flow. How many days can you be away?”

“One day.”

“One day is easy to calculate.”

With a serious face, the demon spread all ten fingers and began counting them one by one.

“Five days here equals one day in the human realm.”

Silently swallowing a sigh of lamentation, I nodded reluctantly. Five days is still too long. But I truly had no other option now.

“I’ll stay by your side for five days. After that, you must let me go.”

“Of course. I don’t lie.”

I collapsed onto the jelly bed from extreme stress. It was actually a feigned illness, but I planned to use sickness as an excuse to prevent the demon from touching my body.

“Don’t talk to me because I’m sick.”

“Lala, are you in a lot of pain?”

But surprisingly, what started as a simple pretense to fool this innocent demon gradually became real as my body grew heavier. Indeed, after lying n*ked in the cold jelly bedroom for hours, I developed chills and a slight fever. My lukewarm cheeks gradually heated up. My throat felt parched without having swallowed anything, and my limbs felt impossibly heavy.

The demon diligently nursed me through my sudden illness. He brought herbal water from somewhere and poured it into my mouth, and even boiled red spiders rich in protein in hot spring water, serving them with wild herbs.

For my weak stomach, he didn’t forget to garnish freshly caught spiders like lobster dishes to make them appetizing.

When I spat out bitter medicine, he would bring flower baskets filled with sweet honey, pomegranates, and figs.

Thanks to the demon’s excessive care, my body recovered almost completely in less than half a day.

“There are many healing herbs here. They’ll help Lala recover quickly.”

“I see…”

The demon explained proudly while I answered weakly. Though he smiled innocently like that, whenever a moment of silence fell, he would stare at me with fiery eyes.

Yet he still didn’t touch me while I continued to groan. I worried tremendously about him potentially losing control at any moment. How would I endure the remaining four days?

“Can’t we put on some clothes?”

The visual effect couldn’t be ignored either. We remained completely n*ked throughout, and when he gazed intensely at my body, extreme anxiety would overwhelm me. Looking at the boy also became increasingly uncomfortable—especially when he would smile innocently, then suddenly wear a frost-laden expression, or when he surveyed between my tightly closed legs with curious eyes.

This was because his member stood frighteningly er*ect.

His p*nis, risen so firmly it nearly touched his lower abdomen, showed no signs of subsiding.

“We don’t have clothes. We naturally live without wearing anything on our bodies.”

“Don’t you have anything to cover up with?”

My gaze naturally drifted down to his fully engorged organ. The boy, who hadn’t taken his eyes off me for even a moment, blinked his long eyelashes and began to grasp his p*nis, stroking it slowly. Unlike my horrified reaction, his attitude suggested nothing unusual about this.

“This is evidence of how excited I get when I look at Lala.”

Who wouldn’t know that…?