It's rare if a pitied soul human reincarnates in another world. That was in the mind of a man laying his back on grassy ground under the shade of a tree. His mind was filled with problems, just problems. The answer was not existing which made his mind go crazy.
"Should I just die....?" The young man repeatedly said in his mind. Until he noticed his world suddenly changed.
Dragon circled in the sky, the unfamiliar growl of wild beasts echoed in the forest, and the unfamiliar chirping of birds.
The young man roams his eyes, focusing on the dragon, looking for food. Instead of getting up or hiding, the young man accepts his fate, staying in his position.
As he watched the dragon, a kind of letter and number began appearing in his sight. But he ignored it however it caught his attention the word worthless hero.
He lifted his brows, rubbing his eyes. But eventually, he just asked himself again if he should die.
This kind of fantasy only happens to the chosen one, bringing in the world to protect. But a mere human filled with problems probably has negative chances. Hence the young man just closed his eyes, waiting for the dragon to kill him.
Minutes of sleeping his body still intact, mind still working properly. And he decided to open his eyes, glancing at the dragon. For some reason, the dragons are still there, circling.
The young man thinks he's hiding enough to avoid the dragon's sight. Furthermore, tree branches are blocking him from the top. Sorting the probability, the young man stood, waving his hand to call the dragon's attention.
"Should I just die?" The young man asked himself again, hesitating to continue his plan. Until the dragon itself notices him. "Yeah, I need to die." The young man just smiled, stretching his arms as he waited for the dragon to embrace him.
And the dragon, flew toward him, flopping fast his wings. While the young man just closed his eyes, preparing for the pain he will suffer. However, after minutes of waiting, his part of the body was still connected, and the pain was not existing.
The young man decides to open his eyes, to surprise. He doesn't know how to react there's a young child on top of a dead dragon, holding a small knife.
He rubbed his eyes again that might this be just a dream, pulling his cheeks. Denying reality, and waking from the dream is impossible. He can feel the pain, the pain that wakes him from his senses. It's not a dream or some delusion.
He sprinted fast toward the child to help her, however, he stumbled on a rock, rolling toward the dragon's mouth. It's small in far but when he's near, it's giant that makes him frozen.
The dragon is still a dragon, strong and powerful. He thought the dragon just pretending his sleep, waiting for the chance to attack. As he waits, a calm breeze passes at him, slashing the head of the dragon, and gushing of its blood.
The young man bath in the dragon's blood but he remained frozen as he lay. In his mind, the dragon blood is poison, it is lethal for him.
"Are you some kind of idiot?"
The young man didn't react to the soft voice of the woman. He couldn't understand what she was saying, a foreign language for his ears.
"Hey, wake up." The woman of voice can be heard again and just like before. The young man stays frozen, ignoring her.
"Is this some kind of game or did he die?"
"Mama, he is just pretending. Look at the magic crystal of this dragon it's so big. Mama, I will butcher this dragon but before that throw that human." The child said as she began cutting the dragon.
Her small hand and a small knife easily cut the hard skin of the dragon. While the young child's mama stood in front of the young man. "Hey, are you awake, or you just...."
His eyes widened, it's not normal when he meet someone.
A strong palm landed on his cheeks making him roll on the ground, rubbing his cheeks. It's so hurt that easily swollen.
"I thought you were dead so I just tried to wake you up." The young woman said with a faint giggle.
"What are you talk-------" Now that he has a clear view of what kind of woman she is. The young man dropped his jaw after seeing the woman's face.
A silver hair until her ass, silver round eyes, red lips, a height of 180cm, had D-cup, with a pretty face, slender body, and captivating smile.
"Goddess is in front of me." The young man whispered to himself. For him, she's the most beautiful creature he saw and most important the woman who didn't stare at him like a nuisance.
"Excuse me? Are you insulting me?"
For him and her ears, the two couldn't understand each other. It's a different language until the young man sees it in his floating letter word language. Through his mind, he clicks the button.
"Hey, I'm asking you if you are insulting me?"
"I might have a problem but I will not leave you. I'm might ugly but I'm not leaving you, I might poor but I will not leave you, Mr... no! Princess, will you mar-------" Before the young man asks a ridiculous question he bites his tongue.
"Are you oka-----"
The young man halts when the child appears in front of the young woman.
"Mama, I already butcher the dragon.... Mama, who is he?" The young child alternates her glare with her mom and man.
"Him? I don't kn------"
"I have Papa now! I have Papa now!" The young child rushes toward the young man, embracing him tightly.
The young man just bears this pain, he can hear his bone cracking with the embrace of the young child.
"Ilisha, you are breaking him. Come with your mama."
"Hai...." The young child quickly followed her Mom's words. She let go of the man with a smile and walked sadly toward her mom. "I want papa." The young child whispered to herself.
"T-That is... Are you tired of living alone with me?" For some reason, her mother heard her.
"No! I love you Mama but I want Papa."
'T-That is..."
As the mother and daughter chatted the young man couldn't handle the pain. He suddenly fell on the ground, trembling in pain and soon he passed out.
Unfamiliar wood ceiling, the scent of the herbal, and comfy bed. The young man woke up from the fragrance of medicine. "Finally you are awake, are you feeling okay? Did you feel anything?" The young woman kept asking him.
"Is this the feeling when you have a wife? A wife that can take care of me and..... No! I'm still dreaming." The young man closed his eyes again, sleeping.
"I-I'm not your w-wife..." And the young woman said as she shook her hips. She felt the pressure after hearing him the word wife. "But..." The young woman dropped her hands, slowly taking off her clothes.
Decision she didn't expect to make her mind do it. After taking off her clothes, completely naked, she began lying next to the young man.
On the other hand, in the dream of the young man. 'Roku, you need to pay your debt. Roku, your house bill is here. Roku, there are police outside. Rokugatsu! When are you going to pay me? Roku did your woman cheat at you again? Roku! 'Rokugatsu! Rokugatsu! Rokugatsu! Rokugatsu!'
"Shut up! I'm doing my best to pai------"
The young man, Rokugatsu suddenly got up, shouting but he felt his hand touching, grabbing soft, and when he saw what the problem was. He quickly let go of it. Trying to get up. However, he's wearing nothing while on his left side, there's a woman also naked.
Instead of panicking, he lay again, facing her. "My life is hell," Roku said as he attempted to steal her lips. But he stopped when the woman spoke. "We are the same." She said with a smile, The woman still sleeping but her mind was somehow awake. Hearing her voice, Rokugatsu clenched his fast, burying in his cheeks.
"I'm such an idiot." He whispered to himself and shortly he got up, wearing his clothes lying on the table next to him. After fixing himself, he covered the young woman with a blanket and peeked out the window.
He hasn't explored the place but he can tell his position. In the heart of the forest, only trees and grass can be seen. The house is wooden and surrounded by a wall of flowers that have thorns and moving branches.
"Mama-----."
Roku turned to his back when he heard the sound of a child, halfly peeking at entrances. Roku smiles gently making the child, Ilisha rush towards him. He didn't avoid or try to ignore Ilisha. Roku kneels, embracing her despite the strength she's hiding.
This time a warm and tight embrace Roku felt on the child. "Ilisha, right? How are you?"
"I'm okay, Mr?"
"Roku Gatsu and you can call me Roku."
The young child stared at Roku, forming a smile that Roku couldn't contain patting her head.
"Papa.... Mr. Roku, can I call you Papa?" Ilisha requested.
Roku stares for seconds at Ilisha. He saw the face of the woman sleeping naked on the bed and he agreed to call him a papa. Ilisha couldn't convey her happiness, she ran toward the bed, waking the woman. "Mama! Mama! Mama!" She repeatedly poked the woman's face, pulling her cheeks. But no matter what she does, the woman remains sleeping.
And Roku just carries Ilisha, he sat on his lap. He saw her as his naughty little sister and he knew how to approach that kind of child.
Sitting on his lap, patting her head, tapping weakly her thigh. Gradually Ilisha fell asleep. In just a short time, she finally asleep in his arms. His weak hum makes her sleep comfortably.
"I might love this place," Roku whispered to himself, lying Ilisha next to the woman.
He doesn't know but seeing them sleeping together, the urge to stay with them overtaking his mind. Hence Roku pulls his cheeks to wake up from delusion. They are not his family and he is just a stranger who loses his way and pauses his death.
"I can..." He whispered and turned to his back, walking toward the entrance. As Roku opens the door, trying to leave them. But the voice of Ilisha made him halt, rethinking the decision.
His tears suddenly drip, his heart becomes warmer, and love makes him shiver. For the first time, for a long time, he endured being alone, talking to himself. Just a word of Ilisha made Roku fall to his knee, smiling as tearing up. "I love you, Papa Roku....."
The word melts his heart, accepting his existence.
Roku wipes his tears, standing proudly. This time, he accepts his fate, he will throw away his past. Roku Gatsu's new life will start with them.
"Ilisha..." He said as he walked toward them.
When he reached the bed, Roku lifted the blanket and lay, facing Ilisha. Rubbing her cheeks and humming makes the woman wake up.
"Ilisha already accepted you."
"We are not blood-related but I can't stop myself to think she's my daughter now. And I will be her father."
The woman just looks at him and Roku faces her. Her lips are just near but she's not fazed at all.
"Sorry for jumping in conclusion but I don't want you to remember the past."
"It's fine, I understand. This is not for me but also for my daughter, Ilisha." The woman pauses for a second, bringing her palms to Ilisha's face where Roku's hand resting. She holds it and stares straight into Roku's eyes. Her stares, Roku understood it.
He just met her earlier, she just met him earlier. But the feelings at each other, the heart shouting the same thing. The pounding heart, waiting to explode. It's strange, weird. But despite reality.
Roku might misunderstood what she was implying. But he still grabbed this chance, slowly moving his lip. In just a short time, he can feel her red soft lips.
The dream of staying, taking her lips, the soft skin holding hands. Everything was not a lie and it will never be. He knew this was not some kind of trap or delusion. This is reality and he found his life where it belongs.
But instead of crossing the line, Roku rests his palms on the woman's cheek, touching his forehead on hers. He doesn't know but for some reason, he has known her since she was born. The strong bond, and connection with each other.
"I might be incompetent and useless but I can promise one thing. I will not leave you." He said and the woman held his hands on her cheeks