"That's... an dragon-type Danger Beast?!"
Najenda gasped, her remaining eye widening in sheer disbelief as the colossal shadow blotted out the moon above the Imperial Capital.
Even from their distant vantage point outside the high perimeter walls, she could feel the ambient temperature spiking violently.
The atmospheric pressure and the scorching gales whipped up by those massive wings carried waves of blistering, suffocating heat, pressing down crushingly on every street and alleyway in the city.
The raw, primordial majesty of the beast was so overwhelming that she couldn't even begin to fathom its true power.
Saeko, Ayame, and the rest of the girls stood frozen in awe.
But amidst the initial shock, Mai suddenly felt a strange, deep resonance humming within her soul—a visceral connection to the man who bore her mark.
Her dark eyes sparkled with sudden realization, and she spoke up clearly over the roaring wind:
"That's Haruto-kun!"
All heads snapped toward her in stunned silence.
Lubbock's knees buckled slightly, his legs trembling uncontrollably as he swallowed hard, a cold sweat drenching his back.
"Y-you've got to be kidding me! You're telling us that apocalyptic dragon... is Haruto, the guy who just strolled casually into the capital?!"
Leone stared at her, her amber eyes wide with absolute skepticism as she shook her head frantically.
"A human being turning into a mythical, city-destroying dragon? You've got to be out of your mind."
Mai, however, didn't waver.
Gazing unblinkingly up at the magnificent, fiery behemoth as it began its descent straight toward the heart of the Imperial Palace to claim its prize, she replied with absolute, smitten conviction:
"I am completely sure of it. That is Haruto."
In the chat group interface:
Katou Megumi: "Is that... Haruto-kun?"
For the absolute first time, Katou Megumi's signature placid, indifferent expression shattered completely, replaced by deep, unadulterated shock.
But she was far from the only one paralyzed by the sight.
Stella Vermillion: "Yes, that's Haruto. Or to be entirely accurate... the blazing incarnation of the Crimson Lotus Dragon God."
Frieren: "A mortal human transforming seamlessly into a mythical dragon... Could Haruto possess the ancient bloodline of a celestial dragon king?"
Frieren's ancient amber eyes narrowed with intense, scholarly curiosity as she stared through the live stream feed.
This was the first time in centuries she had found herself utterly captivated by a human male—though at this exact moment, Haruto hardly resembled anything mortal.
The three from the Iron Fortress stood frozen in absolute religious awe.
"Is this truly the same Haruto-sama whom Ayame-sama serves with such devotion...?"
"He looks like an ancient deity descended from the heavens to pass divine judgment..."
The people from Sub-group trembled, completely overwhelmed by the crushing, sacred pressure of Haruto's divine might.
At Hagun Academy:
"That colossal dragon... is it truly Haruto–kun?"
Shizuku Kurogane asked, her breath catching in her throat as she stared in pure, unadulterated shock toward Stella, who was currently sharing her dormitory room.
"..."
Stella stood frozen, her eyes wide as she gazed up at the terrifying, magnificent form of the Crimson Lotus Dragon filling the screen.
Deep within her chest, her heart and soul violently stirred with a raw, primal recognition, whispering to her with absolute certainty that this divine beast was indeed Haruto—the man who had branded her soul.
Meanwhile, inside the dimly lit headmistress's office at Hagun Academy:
"His supreme powers go far beyond mere ice and temporal control?"
Kurono Shinguuji exhaled a slow, heavy breath, suddenly realizing with a thrilling jolt just how profoundly little she truly knew about Haruto.
Despite their deeply intimate, sweat-drenched encounters behind closed doors, she still only possessed a superficial glimpse into his infinite depths.
She knew with absolute, chilling clarity that even the world's number one Blazer, the peerless Sword Eater, wouldn't stand a single chance against Haruto—he wouldn't even last a single round under his overwhelming dominance.
A wicked, flushed smile crept across her lips, a shiver of heated ecstasy running down her spine at the sheer realization that the man who had effortlessly introduced her to the absolute peaks of feminine pleasure was a being of such terrifying, god-like mystery.
"..."
Suddenly sensing a heavy, sinful warmth pooling between her thighs, Kurono instinctively glanced down.
The dark, tight-fitting fabric of her black lace panties....
It was already wet.
Back at the safe house in the zombie-infested world, the flickering glow of the screen cast long, dancing shadows across there faces.
"Hiss! So... Saeko-senpai was actually handled by a mythical dragon?!"
Takagi Saya gasped in total disbelief, her hands flying up to cover her flushed cheeks as her brain tried to process the impossible sight on the screen.
If that colossal, fire-breathing god-beast soaring over the Imperial Capital was truly Haruto, then everything finally clicked into place.
It explained with brutal clarity why Saeko had returned from their private sessions looking so thoroughly broken, her usual stoic composure completely melted into a puddle of blissful submission.
Her man wasn't even mortal!
Beside her, though there was a massive misunderstanding regarding the exact nature of Haruto's various worlds and forms.
Both Miyamoto Rei and school nurse Shizuka Marikawa were left equally paralyzed.
Their jaws dropping as a deep, primal heat pooled in the pits of their stomachs just imagining the sheer, overwhelming scale of a dragon's dominance.
"..."
Inside her quiet bedroom, Yumiko Miura sat frozen on the edge of her bed, slowly pressing her trembling fingertips against her flat stomach, instinctively measuring its soft depth.
Then, her amber eyes darted back to the screen, staring at the terrifying, majestic expanse of the enormous Crimson Lotus Dragon roaring across the sky.
She swallowed hard as a sudden, dizzying realization hit her: a single, razor-sharp scale on that beast's hide was easily larger than her entire slender body.
Her face flushed a deep, burning crimson, and she let out a frantic, breathless whisper to the empty room.
"There is absolutely no way that thing would fit inside a human body! No way at all!"
Unlike the distant onlookers who were merely stunned spectators, the soldiers, nobles, and ordinary citizens currently trapped inside the Imperial Capital were consumed by an absolute, suffocating terror.
To everyone down below, this colossal red dragon—its scorching, gale-force breath sweeping over the rooftops like a living furnace—was nothing less than an apocalyptic calamity descending to obliterate the city.
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