Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

As the dust settled from their intense duel, Ryuji and Erika found themselves in a new phase of their training. Ryuji, with a touch of melancholy, began instructing Erika on how to counter power fighters like him. In return, she shared her insights on speed fighters. Her voice tinged with respect and honey.

Alan could only watch them and feel he hit gold.

Alan's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he watched Ryuji and Erika. 'These two,' he thought, a smile tugging at his lips, 'will shake the Chosen rankings. Their journey will be the stuff of legends.'

Alan couldn't stop smiling as he thought about the future and just how much he hit the jackpot.

Ryuji could only frown slightly. He felt that this world made him need to adjust his mother's martial arts to deal with it, which caused him to become conflicted because it was his last memento from her.

'Would mother get angry?'

"What's wrong, Ryuji?"

"Ah, nothing, Erika; I just realised that I need to change my martial arts a bit to make them more effective in this world," Ryuji said with a complicated expression.

Erika nodded. "Yeah, the fencing club stances were useless since I have talents for daggers and scimitars, not rapiers."

Ryuji laughed lightly as he and Erika talked, only to be interrupted by a distant voice.

"Oi, Ryuji! Erika! If you two are done with your date, hurry and take your showers!"

"Ah!? It's so late already!" Erika gasped, looking at the digital clock on the wall created with a mixture of magic beyond her understanding.

Ryuji smiled wryly. "Well, it was a wonderful date."

"Mm, I enjoy it thoroughly."

The pair then entered the back room under Alan's watchful eyes. He remained silent for a few minutes before he suddenly realised, "Wait. That is the shower for women. Why did Ryuji enter with her?"

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⁜ Erika POV

In the showers, her body already half naked when she noticed his presence, Erika felt the same. However, Ryuji didn't seem to care, his body already naked to the flesh as he headed to the showers before the bath.

'Oh~, he has a dynamite body.' She couldn't help but observe as his tall and muscular figure entered her vision. 'I guess he isn't strong just because he gained power from his class, but that thing... did his class boost its size? I've never seen one so... deadly before.'

"Ah! Erika, you don't need to stare from over there, you know? The shower is open; there's enough room for two." Ryuji said with a wide smile, lacking any shame as he admired her assets.

"Ah," She could not form words as she realised how silly she must have looked.

So, she was quick to shrug her remaining clothes off and join Ryuji in the showers.

She felt awkward and confused. Why were they sharing a shower cubicle when there were four?

'Why are we even showering together!?'

Ryuji was making small talk, acting as if it wasn't weird to be bathing with someone of the opposite sex.

'This man... I guess he finds nothing wrong with this?'

And the more she thought about it, the less she found the situation weird. She realised she didn't feel disgusted with Ryuji peeping at her, and he didn't touch her or anything; it was a simple shower, except they were both naked and almost touching.

'Somehow, I'm getting excited, ah!' Erika suddenly felt a tinge of fear as her cheeks turned red and became heated. Her eyes unconsciously moved toward the devil between Ryuji's legs.

'He really is a tyrant.'

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Not long after, they showered, skipping the bath today because of the time since it was soon mealtime at the mansion. The two left with slightly damp hair, only to find visitors.

"Ah, Yumiko!" Ryuji shouted to the blonde fox, who snapped her gaze to him before glancing at the woman beside him, her eyes bloodshot for a moment, before she rushed to Ryuji and began sniffing his body, shocking Erika.

"You smell different. And you've been around another female," Yumiko glared at Erika before sniffing Ryuji again, "The scent is gone now, though. It seems like you took a shower. But there is no scent of sex. I will let you off."

"Ha-ha, Yumiko, I just helped Erika train while Alan watched over us. There was nothing else that happened. You didn't need to go berserk." Ryuji comforted the aggressive Yumiko while Erika stared with wide eyes, frozen in fear from the feral aura that Yumiko emitted.

Ryuji pulled on her tail, which made her yelp before his hand grasped the base. This caused her to calm down instantly and bite his neck, no longer directing her anger at anyone but him.

"Uh~! It's that spot," Ryuji moaned with half-closed eyes, his hands reaching for her lovely behind as he held her off the ground, causing her to grasp onto him for support.

Erika, watching them, couldn't help but stare dumbly.

Alan no longer watched; his gaze moved the moment he saw Yumiko's death stare.

"Mm, how could I get so jealous when you love me so much? Hehe." Yumiko gave a small giggle as she felt Ryuji hugging her tight and not resisting her bite before placing her lips on Ryuji's, her tongue pushing into his mouth and wrestling with his as her tail swung around in satisfaction.

"It's because you're too cute; how can I not spoil you?" Ryuji kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose, and finally her lips. "Let's eat. Stop being so needy, or I won't fuck you."

"!?" Erika and Allan both stopped for a moment before looking back at the oblivious Ryuji walking behind them, his arm wrapped around the waist of the smug Yumiko.

"I feel so powerless." Alan smiled bitterly. "I was going to say I won't lose against those two with my future wife, but..."

"Ah, did you say something, Alan?" Ryuji tilted his head, asking Alan, who looked like he just lost an unknown battle in his heart.

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⁜ Erika POV

Later that night, Erika had just returned to her room and was sitting in her bed, thinking about the training she had had with Ryuji. The sheer strength surpassed many of the knights who tried to show off during her duels.

She felt confident that her speed could win, but his eyes never showed pain or damage from her attacks. He took her blows to his flesh like they couldn't hurt him.

"It's a little frustrating!" She didn't expect that even his counterattacks would be so powerful.

While she was daydreaming, suddenly, her door was thrown open, startling her to her feet. She gripped her dagger's hilt while a fireball appeared in her other hand, aimed at the intruder.

Because of the issues with Yumiko, she was yet to move into Alan's special mansion for the Chosen. Thus, this happened.

"Erika~ I can't believe you are Alan's Chosen. Didn't Lord Qwass offer us some significant benefits!? You can quickly change; come on, I will help you!"

'Why are you both so different?'

Erika couldn't help comparing the two; both were handsome, although since he suddenly changed, Ryuji's beauty became fascinating and devilish. His ocean blue sapphire eyes helped reduce the aggressive look of his narrow eyes, making him more appealing than ever, not to mention the slight fangs and his muscular body.

She always loved muscular men, and from the moment she saw him, it was clear Ryuji was her type.

Haruki was the lean muscle build, a kind of athlete and a little too whiny for her tastes...

'If it were Ryuji, he would just grab me and take me; why do you cry?' Erika couldn't help but think about their overwhelming differences and the time Haruki wept after she turned him down.

It was hard for her to feel sympathy for him since she never cared about him in that way.

"Can you please not barge into my room, or I'll cut you down next time?" She had a sour face as she prepared her things.

Erika wore a robe made of a material that wouldn't hinder her movements and was easy to wear for combat. So, the sight Ryuji enjoyed was limited to the private practice room for her.

Yet Haruki still gawped like a fool.

"Erika, how could you choose that useless noble? He's going to ruin you. I don't want to beat you when we fight."

The next moment, in a flash, much like what she did earlier against Ryuji, her pommel smashed into Haruki's chest, sending his body flying out of her room, the so-called top-class hero rolling on the floor, holding his throat and choking.

'Really... nothing alike.' Erika couldn't help but pursed her lips in disgust when she looked at Haruki lying on the ground. 'How did he become a hero? Was it luck?'

The sight was too pathetic. She slammed her door and locked it this time. After Erika had changed her clothes, she got out of the room and headed to the mansion Alan invited her to.

Not once considering where Haruki vanished to.