What kind of sensation was this, exactly?
An intense feeling of compression—one where, if you relaxed even slightly, you'd be pushed straight out. All you could feel was searing heat and softness pressing in from every direction. Every inch you advanced was met with resistance.
They leapt, twitched, even trembled as if crying, refusing to let you reach the deepest place. Yet whenever you tried to withdraw, their owner would suddenly clamp her full, smooth thighs tightly around your waist, trapping you inside this wondrous space.
Layer after layer was forced open or passed through. There was unmistakable friction, yet all it brought was softness and comfort. And when Leo finally reached the deepest point, he clearly felt something marvelous slowly descending toward him.
That thing carried a different kind of sensation—part sliding, part sucking. When Leo pushed against it, it felt as though fingers and a tongue were teasing him at once. Unable to resist, he thrust harder, craving more.
And deeper inside still, the pressure intensified—an overwhelming urge to force him out.
But their owner's legs only tightened further.
"L-Leo…"
Like a bullied little beast, Nakiri Erina let out a sound that was almost a sob. She felt as if her body were being torn apart, pain and numbness flooding her whole being. Yet she couldn't stop herself from clinging to Leo with her legs, wanting to keep him inside her body—wanting to keep him there forever.
She didn't know how much time passed before Leo felt an unimaginable wave of comfort. He pulled Erina tightly into his arms, and she clutched him just as hard. Their bodies trembled at the same time.
Then Erina felt a surge of heat rush into a mysterious chamber Leo couldn't reach, flowing and churning inside her.
That thick, molten sensation—like wax rolling over her skin—had now reached deep within her. Yet she felt no pain at all. Only an overwhelming sense of safety and happiness.
More than that, both of them felt the tension they'd been carrying for so long finally release.
Leo felt it most clearly. It was as if he'd completed some kind of mission—and the person before him had changed.
Looking at Erina's sweat-soaked hair and flushed cheeks, he couldn't help but kiss her again.
This time, both their tongues moved eagerly, buoyed by lingering climax and deep mental relaxation. Pleasure and joy blended as their tongues entwined again and again.
Erina's sweet saliva left Leo unable to stop. And the rough, bitter taste she sensed from him intoxicated her in turn, reminding her of the feeling of being taken roughly—of being dominated, broken apart.
She felt like a fish laid out on a cutting board, Leo the chef holding his tools. She should be plundered like this, treated roughly, so that her freshness could be fully tasted.
It was an extraordinarily comfortable sensation—one where she didn't need to think or understand anything. She only needed to let Leo toy with her, control her.
It took a long while before the two finally calmed down. At the same time, they slowly came back to their senses from the food's bewitching influence.
But when Leo saw Erina's flustered, evasive gaze, he didn't retreat. One of his hands released the one that had somehow become tightly entwined with hers, then slowly moved to squeeze the pink bud.
It was only about the size of a cherry, clearly with room to grow, yet even so, Leo could barely fit it in one hand. He kneaded it forcefully, venting the lingering fire still burning inside him.
His grip was strong enough to make Erina let out a suppressed whimper. Before she could resist, his hand shifted again, pinching the snow-white, still-developing tip.
Sharp pain mixed with intense pleasure, and Erina's voice changed into something entirely different.
"L-Leo… be gentler…"
She didn't really understand this kind of pleasure. It was just a tiny part being toyed with, yet her entire upper body tingled with strange itchiness and anticipation.
Even as she said no, her hand couldn't help but rise to cup the other soft mound.
"Do you really not want it?"
Leo gently pinched her cheek, kissed her cute lips, then leaned down again, biting the other pink spot.
The sharp pain made Erina cross her legs once more, and just as she hoped, she felt something deep inside her begin to stir again.
That slow, budding sensation made her gasp once more. She gently lifted her hips.
It was like the signal to start an engine.
Leo began exploring her all over again.
They tangled together repeatedly, but in the end, Leo's stamina simply couldn't match Erina's.
Even though her youthful, beautiful body tempted him to keep going, after the third time he wildly "cooked" her abalone in the most traditional way—until it resembled a ruined cream puff—his limited strength was finally spent.
Erina, however, was still somewhat unsatisfied. By the time Leo managed to pin her down, he was completely exhausted, and the sun was already close to setting.
Watching the sinking sun, Leo looked at Erina, who was just as sticky and messy as he was. He couldn't help but pinch her nose and sigh helplessly.
"Alright. Time to wash up."
Still tired, Erina shifted slightly in Leo's arms. The soreness between her legs made her reluctant to move, but feeling sticky all over wasn't pleasant either.
"Mmm…"
She wrapped her arms around Leo's shoulders, rubbed her nose against his chin, and finally forced herself to sit up.
"Fine. Let's go wash… and then… um, I'll teach you how to cook."
As she said that, her face flushed red. If that meat hadn't been so outrageously delicious, she never would've ended up like this!
They slowly got up. Erina was still a little unsteady, but walking normally wasn't a problem.
Together, they went to the small lake behind the gas station. Leo propped up an abandoned oil drum, filled it with relatively clear water, and built a fire beneath it to boil.
He couldn't be sure what kinds of viruses or microorganisms might be in the water, so boiling it before bathing was safest.
In a place without running water, bathing was troublesome.
Fortunately, oil drums heated water quickly. Before long, Erina was able to bathe inside.
Watching Erina soak and scrub herself in the barrel, Leo waited a bit. When she started feeling cold, he thoughtfully added another small fire underneath so she could keep enjoying the warm water.
He then began preparing his own bath.
Since Erina's clothes had been completely destroyed, Leo had to find her some spare clothes. He boiled them in another barrel to disinfect them, and now they were drying by the fire. Soon, she'd be able to wear clean shorts and a shirt.
Shoes were another matter. Thankfully, the RV had clean socks, avoiding anything worse.
While Leo was drying her clothes, Erina, leaning against the barrel, suddenly spoke.
"Um… Leo, do you know how to deliver a baby?"
As she spoke, her hand moved near her secret passage. While cleaning herself earlier, she'd clearly felt something continuously flowing out. When she wiped it away, she realized it was what Leo had left inside her.
Even though it wasn't the best time for pregnancy, there were no guarantees.
"Uh… no."
"Then we'll probably have to look for some books at a bookstore. You'll need to study seriously. And cooking too—even though you're really bad at it, you have to learn properly!"
Leaning against the barrel, Erina looked at Leo drying her clothes and grinned foolishly. Her mind was full of thoughts about the future now, completely free of her former aristocratic shyness.
"Yeah. I will."
Leo's heart sank slightly—but he still smiled.
Unlike Erina, though, Leo immediately thought of many more things.
"Putting aside whether we can even have the baby… if something goes wrong…"
His heart sank further. At the same time, Erina felt more liquid flow out and hurriedly turned to clean herself again.
Leo watched her back and silently sighed.
"If only we could leave this place."
In modern society, the two of them would be completely mismatched. Leo might even be dealt with by her grandfather or father.
But still—
Anything was better than this apocalypse.
No matter how many difficulties lay ahead, Leo wouldn't give up.
"But for now, we can only take things one step at a time."
He'd never been enthusiastic about scavenging cities. There were too many zombies, and it was easy to be surrounded by hordes or special infected.
But if Erina really was pregnant, she'd definitely need medicine—and knowledge—so he could help her give birth safely.
"A man's responsibility… huh?"
A surge of responsibility filled Leo's chest. But the next moment, he noticed something strange about Erina.
No—more precisely, ever since he'd thought "if only we could go back," something strange had appeared.
A small red dot appeared in the upper-left corner of his vision.
Frowning, Leo focused his mind on it.
The next instant, a blue interface—completely out of place in this world—appeared before him.
Leo
Level: 1
Skills: Seven Days to Die World Dimensional Lord (0.1%), Endless Voyager LV1
Energy: 300
Current Recorded World: Seven Days to Die
"This is…"
Leo couldn't help but glance at Erina. Just as he was about to ask her something, an option appeared over her body.
"Return this transmigration target safely to her original world?"
Leo froze, then instinctively focused on the word "return." He discovered that sending Nakiri Erina back would cost 1,000 energy points.
But he only had 300.
"How do I get energy points?"
He asked instinctively, but there was no response. He tapped the energy option instead.
A string of symbols appeared, then converged into a single sentence.
"Emotional fusion can generate energy."
"..."
Even in such a serious situation, Leo felt speechless.
Emotional fusion—just say sex already! What was the point of dressing it up?!
He wanted to complain, but it was already too late.
"If that's the case… can I go to Erina's world, or return to my own?"
He asked again in his mind. Still no answer. When he looked at himself, there were no options at all.
No return. Nothing.
Leo fell silent. If that was how it worked, then—
"I…"
He clenched his fist unconsciously. Then he noticed his skills.
"Seven Days to Die World Dimensional Lord? And Endless Voyager LV1?"
Curious, he clicked them.
Seven Days to Die World Dimensional Lord:
You are seizing the power of a world. Currently, you possess only a tiny fraction of this dimension's strength. Fortunately, this world does not yet have a Dimensional Lord.
Remember: the more you understand and explore this dimension, the more power it will open to you. However, due to this dimension's special nature, it does not mind multiple users drawing upon its power.
But—
There can only ever be one Dimensional Lord. And even a Dimensional Lord is still bound by the limits of their dimension.
"I see… that explains the game system…"
Leo looked at his hands. He'd wondered before why this world could grant people power. If it was about seizing the world's power, it all made sense.
So if he wanted to grow stronger here, he'd need to increase the progress of the Dimensional Lord skill.
"Then… Endless Voyager?"
He turned to the second skill.
Endless Voyager:
You are one of the rare individuals capable of freely traveling between worlds and accepting the power of all worlds. As a result, returning to your homeland will be extremely difficult.
However, rest assured: the moment you return home will still be the moment you left. This is your homeland's kindness.
That said, you must upgrade this skill by returning other transmigrators to their original worlds—allowing you to travel to their worlds, or to worlds you have invaded… and returned.
So look forward to there being enough transmigrators in your world—and enough energy for you to gain!
"…I see."
Leo let out a long breath. If that was the case—
He looked at Erina bathing nearby. If that was how it worked, then even if he sent her back in a crisis, he wouldn't lose the chance to see her again forever.
The problem was—where was he supposed to find that many transmigrators in this world to level up?
Just seeing the "LV1" gave him a headache. But looking at Erina, he still made a decision.
He didn't consider himself a good person—but he wasn't a bad one either.
So he hesitated.
Should he tell Erina that after sleeping with her a few times, he'd unlocked an ability that could send her back?
Would she think he was lying? Or would it tear them apart?
Leo didn't know. It was all too coincidental.
"Forget it. I don't have enough energy anyway."
He let out a long breath, deciding to wait until he had enough energy. After all, even if he really wanted to send Erina back, he'd still need to build emotional bonds to gather energy.
One thousand points.
Seven times…
He stared into the flames, feeling his legs go weak.
Sure, it could technically be done in two days—but he was still just a normal human. After three rounds, he'd already been completely drained.
Seven times a day?
At that point, he wouldn't be able to do anything else.
And this dangerous world didn't allow him the luxury of doing nothing.