Chapter 22 – 22
The most troublesome kind of pushover is the one who doesn’t realize they are a pushover. Euro gripped the dragon’s shoulders tightly and spoke.
“Stop lying. I know who you really are.”
“……I don’t know what you mean.”
“I’m here to buy medicine.”
“……What?”
“What was the password again?”
“…….”
“’Dragon-dragon, you’re gonna die, you’re getting pranked, peek-a-boo’?”
Euro spoke in a low voice and then bit his lip hard. Melione’s life was a fake tragedy. The reality the dragon was currently facing was the true tragedy.
“Ah, what. That was it? No wonder you looked like you were about to cry. Why, did you get a visit our sitebeating on your wedding night?”
The dragon, who had been looking at him with an innocent face, changed his attitude instantly upon hearing the password. He glanced around, picked up the staff that had fallen on the ground, and gestured.
“Follow me.”
Striding across the central plaza, he led Euro into an alleyway that looked suspicious at a glance. Euro followed the dragon obediently, glancing around repeatedly.
The medicine Euro wanted was not something easily obtainable on the market. Thus, while traveling to Silon and staying at various inns, he had searched for information on how and where to obtain it.
The existence of the drug was mentioned in the novel, but it didn’t describe where it could be bought. The same was true for the author’s personal social media.
Fortunately, while staying in a city near Silon, Euro found information about the drug from a traveler. Luckily, he discovered there was someone in Silon who sold it and even managed to find the password for the purchase.
He just never dreamed that the seller would be a dragon.
“Can I ask why you’re dressed like that?”
Euro asked as he silently followed the dragon. The dragon shrugged and replied.
“Because it’s good for camouflage. I can’t just sell it openly.”
“There must have been plenty of other ways… Doesn’t that look [unauthorized copy]actually draw more strange attention?”
“Not if you’re getting beaten up by kids every day.”
“…….”
“You said it yourself, why is there no one to save me?”
“…….”
“People just think, ‘Oh, he’s just some loser who gets beaten up every day,’ so they don’t save me.”
‘He’s got a good handle on his position.’
Euro muttered to himself and nodded. Right, with this level of consistency, the surrounding merchants would probably think this clown secretly enjoys being beaten.
“I wondered why some noble suddenly decided to interfere. The only ones interested in what I do there are those kids. Who would suspect a guy who pathetically gets beaten every day, right?”
“Still, it seems hard to be beaten like that every day.”
“That’s true. It didn’t hurt much before, but there was one thing I overlooked.”
“Hmm?”
“The kids grow every day.”
“…….”
“They grew too much. It’s a problem when they’re adults and still hit me.”
Not just a day or two, but for years. To feel the growth of children while being beaten—he was truly a pervert.
“Come in.”
Stopping in front of a shabby house deep in the alley, the dragon opened the door and entered first. Euro cautiously followed him, and as he stepped inside, the strong scent of medicinal herbs hit his nose.
It was the kind of smell one would encounter at an oriental clinic or a traditional pharmacy.
“I don’t know if you’re aware, but what I make is expensive. I could make it cheaper by mixing in various strange things, but I make mine by refining only the herbs.”
“…….”
“It’s a bit ironic coming from someone who sells this kind of drug, but because the purity is high, there are no side effects. It’s not addictive either.”
“……Is a love drug addictive?”
That was it. The medicine Euro came to buy was a ‘love drug.’ Not the kind like Viagra that makes the lower body throb immediately after taking it, but rather a drug that makes a person slightly hazy, making it hard to distinguish between a dream and reality.
In short, it was a rather low-quality drug. As for how he knew about it, it was because the original owner of this body, Euro Leches, had purchased and used this drug in the novel.
It wasn’t for the purpose of feeding it to someone else, but for himself. This was because Euro Leches had developed a fear of intimacy after taking a drug that caused infertility, making a normal sex life impossible.
When he took the drug that made everything feel like a dream rather than reality, his lower body functioned normally for a short while. A kind of escapism, so to speak.
Thinking about it again, Euro Leches was a pitiful human in many ways. He had risen in status from a beggar to a prince in an instant, but it must have all been an illusion.
“When you take a love drug, you feel incredibly good, so it’s only natural to want to keep taking it, right? Sensitivity increases, and stamina improves. There’s even a slight fatigue-recovery effect.”
“……So, how much?”
At Euro’s question, the dragon grinned, leaned in close, and whispered the price in his ear. Euro’s eyes widened significantly.
‘I would never have been able to buy this if Raymond hadn’t given me the money.’
It was an amount far beyond the small savings he had painstakingly scraped together.
‘Thank you, Raymond.’
From now on, Raymond was the savior of his life. He vowed to treat him even better and handed over the entire velvet pouch he was carrying to the dragon.
“Just give me one today. I’ll keep coming back to buy more, so keep the remaining money.”
“……You have to keep buying this? Is your partner too old by any chance?”
As the dragon spoke, he moved his hand toward his lower body in a vulgar gesture. Euro recoiled in disgust and shouted.
“Stop it, that’s gross.”
“What’s gross? You’re buying this to do exactly that.”
It’s because of you, you bastard. Do you think I’m buying this for my own pleasure? Euro clenched his fists, his face twisted in annoyance.
“If you’re planning to use it on one person multiple times, don’t. Since the boundary between dreams and reality is blurred, they might think it’s a dream once or twice, but if it’s repeated, they’ll realize a drug was used.”
“…….”
“If you get caught, you’ll be dragged away by the security force and sent straight to the guillotine. Your head will fly off. You know it’s meaningless if you die, right?”
“Rest assured, nothing will happen to you.”
“Funny. Even if they said they bought it from you, who would believe it?”
The dragon was a more calculating clown than expected. Seeing the dragon’s triumphant look, Euro withdrew all his criticisms of the author.
‘Damn bastard. Living like that is the karma for the curse you cast. It’s a fitting fate for you.’
“Anyway, stop worrying and just give it to me. I’ll handle it.”
“I’ve clearly warned you.”
“…….”
“Do it with someone you actually like. If everything is just perceived as a dream, it’s no different from a meaningless act. I don’t know why anyone would want to use something like this.”
“Then don’t make and sell it. Why are you nagging so much?”
When Euro replied irritably to the dragon, who continued to lecture instead of handing over the medicine, the dragon blinked with a strange expression.
“Is that so? I guess the habit remains.”
It was a cryptic remark, but Euro understood the meaning instantly. He had spent a long time teaching children, so that [stolen content]must be it. Moreover, having lived as long as he had, the tendency to be a ‘kkondae’ was inevitable.
The dragon sighed, opened one of the high drawers on the wall, and pulled out a small, round glass bottle, handing it to Euro. Receiving it, Euro stared blankly at the pale pink liquid inside the bottle.
“You can feed it to them, or spray it. However, if you spray it, you’ll be affected too. You’ll both enjoy it like a midsummer night’s dream and then it’ll be over.”
“What if only one person takes it?”
“Then only that person will react. However, if they think it’s a dream, their reaction might be… different from what you expect.”
“What does that mean?”
“Their true nature comes out. If they think it’s a dream, what’s there to stop them? In that case, it might not be a very romantic night. They might pounce on you like a beast! You might discover your partner’s unknown sexual fetishes.”
“…….”
“Like suddenly pulling out a whip and just hitting you…”
“Enough. I don’t want to hear any more.”
Euro waved his hand dismissively, but the dragon was persistent.
“Listen carefully because these are precautions. You have to consider the case where you spray it. Do you [stolen content]think only the visit our siteother person can pull out a whip? You could do it too.”
“Do you think I’m a pervert?”
“You might not even know if you’re a pervert. Humans are complex beings, after all.”
Sure you are, Mr. Dragon. Pouting, Euro carefully tucked the medicine into the inner pocket of his chest. There was a reason he wore a jacket despite the stifling heat.
“By any chance, do you have sleeping pills? Something that works well.”
“How well?”
“Enough to put a bull to sleep within 10 seconds?”
“What, do you want to kill them by death during sex?”
“He’s an insomniac, so ordinary medicine doesn’t work on him. I think I need to feed him some after we’re done.”
“……Cruel. Just what kind of relationship is this?”
The dragon asked suspiciously with his arms crossed. To this, Euro answered honestly.
“My husband.”
“…….”
“We’re scheduled to get married tomorrow.”
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