《Philippine Lore》BK1; Chapter 27: [ Eternal Bond of Union 1 ]
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But it seems like the beautiful woman; Leyla didn’t care about his refusal because she was still as calm as a still water.
“Why? Although I’m not entirely human, but my upper body still looks like that of a human girl, so what’s the problem? And besides I don’t think I’m that ugly for you to refuse.”
Well, that’s not the problem… isn’t it?
“Uhun… Actually I like freedom and peace. I dislike being forced to do things. And most importantly, what I can’t stand the most are threats based on violence… like what you are currently doing.”
“I see. I’ll keep that in mind~” Leyla chuckled.
“Then can you le—“
“Not yet.”
“But didn’t you hear me? You even agreed with it.”
She looks calm and nods her head. “I said that I’ll keep it in mind, but I didn’t say I’m going to release you.”
“You’re such a … nevermind.”
“Huhuhu, if you really want to be free then promised to be mine.”
“No thanks, I’ll decline.” Thinking about Leyla’s hateful threats, Rain’s tone of voice becomes impolite.
Surprisingly, Leyla does not mind Rain’s attitude; “I will give you time to reconsider.”
“No need. I’m pretty sure I won’t need any room for consideration.”
“Oh come on, its fine. Although I’m not fond of stalling but I like pointless discussions where people are indecisive. They are fun to watch.”
“Wow, that’s the first time our opinions are in sync.”
“Hahaha, even if you refused me but you can’t deny that we get along quite well, don’t we, human?”
“Stop calling me human, I have a name. It’s Rain, call me that.” Rain said as he shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
“Rain… nice name. Looks like our compatibility is quite good, huh?”
“What do you mean by compatibility?”
“Did you already forgotten, I’m an [ Anggitay ]. A monster born in a rainy day…”
“Now that you mention it.”
“Huhuhu, Anyway, let’s start out by testing various things about us.”
“Various things? What do you want to do?” Suddenly, Rain feels an imminent danger. The hands that was bound mid-air trembled slightly.
“When I say ‘Test’ there’s only one option, right? Our physical compatibility!”
What, what? Rain takes a long time to react. What kind of development is this?!
Rain is stunned for a while, and then only comprehends what she is saying, but obviously her speech is not able to keep up so he foolishly screams: “Wait, wait, wait stop! This game is turning into an R-rated game isn’t it? Please stop! A novel with that kind of setting is bad for children under 10 yrs. old!”
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“What’s wrong? Why are you screaming?” Leyla’s gaze darkens, and displeasure rises in her chest.
“Wait, first of all let’s make things clear. That was just a joke right?”
With a calm and collected face, Leyla softly declared: “I don’t make pointless jokes.”
“Er, wait—, I get it. It was funny though…”
“Currently this season is the time where we will look for our appropriate mate. In addition, I was just thinking about wanting to make a family. So, if you’re horny enough to be down for it, I don’t mind giving birth to your kids.” Seeing Rain’s unwillingness, Leyla had no choice but to start explaining.
“Why me? There should be a lot of your kind out there… why choose me?”
“A good question.” She nodded, “Actually I’ve already saw you ever since the day you came to this forest. And in fact I know already what you are. A [ Tagangmundo ] a man from another world, am I right?”
“Since then…?” Rain frowned.
“That is right, but I did not show myself to you. At that time, I wanted to chase you out like I did with your kind but… “
“My kind? You mean, there were also people like me inside this forest? How come I didn’t saw even their shadow these past few days?”
“Didn’t I already tell you, I chase them out.”
“Chase? How? You mean you killed all of them?”
“No. I know that your kind will just resurrect the day after so there would be no point in killing you. So, I used my magic to get them astray and let them out on my territory. Who cares where they end up to… but you are different.”
So that’s why I feel like I’m the only one in this place. And here I thought that the game system put me to some high level place alone…
“Different?”
“Yes. In your first day, you met that abominable thunder rabbit and actually survive. So I got curios and leave you alone for some time. Then stuff happened…”
“Wait, you mean that white bastard?! Is it actually really super strong?”
“Well yeah. That thunder rabbit is one of the local bullies here. And so, I watched you and seen everything you have done. Although I do not quite understand why you are not showing the usual malice against monsters like your sister spider, I decided choose you to be my mate.”
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“Everything he had done was seen by her?” This implied that she was always following him, but he was completely unaware of her?
She, wasn’t she too powerful?
Rain’s heart twitched.
“Anyway, I refused. I think you are a very nice person—ah no, monster, but I’m not interested in our having a sexual relationship. It is still too early for me.”
“But you have no choice~”
This woman! Listening to Leyla’s threats, Rain couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
“Terrible. Kids these days are such horny creatures~” Rain lamented.
Don’t tell me, I will get assaulted inside this game? Wait, this is a game right… so does that mean that there’s a possibility that it won’t happen? No, from my experience up until now, this game is too real!
Don’t tell me…
Ah my chastity which I painstakingly protected for hundreds of years—ah just kidding, it’s only for several years. But still, to lose it inside a game is really… T-T
Tears are flowing in Rain’s heart, surging forward into the sea, never to return.
“Who are you calling a kid? I’m certainly older than you!”
“W-Wait, wait. I kinda understand this now. So in other words, you will kill me if I really refuse, right?”
“Un,” She then looks deeply at him again, her tone is even more serious than before: “If you won’t accept me, I won’t just kill you once but also each time you revive.”
“… …”
“I know that you will surely resurrect at the place you were killed so finding you is certainly not a problem.”
“… …”
At this time, Rain becomes completely silent. Kill me each time I resurrect? Damn that’s just too brutal! Too sadistic! I will return to Lv0 in no time if she did that!
Damn it! Did this world hate me or something?!
In order to avoid either he become extremely angry or go out of control and strangle the beautiful woman in front of him, Rain decided if he can, he won’t talk to her.
That’s right! It is best if he won’t talk to her! Just thinking like this, Rain became very depressed. This is clearly bullying!!
When he raises his head, he can see her beautiful face is full of smiles. Hence, he became even more depressed. Oh good lord, what have I done?! Why hast thou forsaken me?
“But, but I’m just a weak human. I’m even unarmed and you’re planning to torment me just because you are strong? Aren’t you just being a bully? A gentleman uses his mouth and not his fists!”
“Worry not; I’m going to do it gently. However, if you really want to fight me and need any sort of weapon, shall I give it to you?”
“Then give me a pen and some papers. I want to write my last will and testament for this world.” Well, I don’t have any choice.
However, if push comes to shove, I will still fight until last breathe! If you think that I’m just a pushover then try to bite me!
“Stop blabbing. It’s giving me the chills!”
“I don’t care!”
“Do you really want to die?” Leyla squint her eyes, her tone sounding slightly unpleasant, and her face plainly saying “object me and die.”
This is pretty bad… I’m really writing a will… why did I have to prepare to die from the first volume…? Rain lamented inwardly.
But he still steeled himself and ignores her. Shaking his head left and right, he then look up to the sky and began reciting;
“And so it has arrived — the fatal instant,
the dismal injunction of my cruel fate;
so it has come at last — the moment, the date,
when I must separate myself from you.
Goodbye, Leonor, goodbye! I take my leave,
leaving behind with you my lover’s heart!
Goodbye, Leonor: from here I now depart.
O Melancholy absence! Ah, what pain!”
“My name is not Leonor but Leyla. Why are you so dumb? You can’t even get it right.”
“Who said I was talking about you? This was the national hero; Jose Rizal’s [ Good Bye to Leonor ]’s poem! I like it so I will make it as my last will.”
“You-!”
“I’m not resisting, you know? So be gentle~”
At this moment, Leyla’s expression suddenly changed. She narrows her eyes. A familiar oppressive feeling descends on Rain. “I don’t have time for this. Oh well I change my mind, whether you like it or not, I will make you mine…”
“What are you planning?” Hearing her words, Rain’s body immediately trembled.
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