Reborn As An Evolving Monster

Chapter 317 Why Him?

Kiss?

Am I... I am?

Kissing? Kissing him?

Have I? No, I've never done that.

I've never kissed someone before.

What am I doing?

Why? Because I want to.

I don't want to be alone. I want to be close to someone. I want to...

With him?

Why am I kissing him?

Because I'm lonely.

Why am I kissing him?

Because I want to be kissed.

By him?

Yes.

Why him? Why am I kissing him?

Because... There's no one else.

Is that why?

Well who else would I kiss?

Is that why?

No. I want to kiss him.

Why him?

Because he wants to kiss me.

So anyone else with that desire would have been fine?

No.

Why him?

Because he is with me.

Why him?

Because he stayed with me.

Why him?

Because he saved me.

From that Dungeon?

From that tower.

Is that why?

Yes.

So had it been anyone else saving you, you would feel the same?

No... I don't think so. It could have gone differently. It could have gone badly.

So anyone with whom it hadn't gone badly?

No. He's different.

So it's not really about saving you?

Maybe not.

It felt lonely in there, didn't it?

It did.

Anyone would have been fine, right?

No... It's-

The loneliness decreased your standards, didn't it?

No. Even before, I never-

Why are you kissing him?

Because I want to.

What do you want?

I want to stay with him.

What do you want?

I want him to stay with me.

What don't you want?

I don't want to be alone.

Why are you kissing a Monster?

He isn't a monster.

What is he then?

He isn't a monster... He is a Monster...

You're not making sense.

I want him closer to me.

Why do you want him closer to you?

Because I like him.

What do you like about him?

He's strange.

Is that what you like about him?

No.

What do you like about him?

Everything.

Everything?

No.

You've never felt this way towards others?

Never.

Not even towards other Elves?

No.

Why is that?

I like him.

Why is that?

Because he is a Monster.

Because he is a Monster?

No. No... It's... I like him.

Elisa felt waves of electricity travel through her body every time her tongue came into contact with his.

Every time his hand stroked her neck, every time he touched her, shivers traveled up and down her body.

It feels good. Better than anything I've felt for a long time. And I like him a lot.

Mark's hand moved up Elisa's back.

I like him a lot. Isn't that enough?

He gently pushed her body upwards as lifted his pelvis. She raised her hips, wrapping her legs around his stomach a bit higher than earlier.

With his hand assisting her back, Mark slowly brought his knees to the ground.

Elisa lay on the ground in front of him, her legs spread to each side of him, her arms extended towards him.

He got closer.

Her palms hung inches away from his cheeks, before moving to his neck instead.

A light touch. Gentle and faint strokes that left you craving for more.

Her left hand moved up from his neck to the back of his head.

Her right one, down from his neck to his shoulder.

His left hand lay on the ground, inches away from her hair.

His right one, caressed her cheek tenderly.

No words were necessary between the two. They had talked plenty. And would talk plenty in the future. Right now, all they wanted was...

Elisa timidly let her head sway to the side as she brought her hands to her chest.

She was blushing, and she knew it.

Her whole body was feeling incredibly hot after all.

It was a first for her.

The fluttering of her eyelids, the reddish hue that was increasingly coloring her cheeks, her every gulp, and her every nervous twitch. Mark devoured them all with his gaze.

Her delicate profile as she lay on the ground with her ashen hair scattered. She was beautiful.

And that blushing, those nervous reactions, only made her appear even more beautiful.

More appealing. More desirable. More a...

Peek-

Having lost himself in her beauty, Mark didn't dare come closer. Not until she gave him some sort of signal that it was okay.

He waited as she looked away.

He waited, but he didn't mind.

She was worth waiting for.

Mark knew that more than anyone.

For those who brought him to this world, he was a Potential Demon King Candidate.

For those who brought him to this world, she was nothing more than a tool.

Demon King Candidate? Demon Lord Of Pride? Vampire Lord?

To hell with them all. None of them mattered right now.

Only she did.

Floor after Floor. Boss Monster after Boss Monster.

He had found her, and that mattered more than anything else.

The highlight. The central piece.

She reigned supreme over all else.

Because why wouldn't she?

What else would be his priority? What else would be on his mind?

Nothing came close to her. To the attention he held for her reactions.

Was he applying too much pressure on her neck? Was he squeezing her too tightly? Were his fangs in the way of her tongue? Nothing was more important than answering those questions. Constantly. By watching her reactions.

Elisa peeked at him from the corner of her eye.

He wasn't getting closer.

She turned to face him, leaving the back of her head against the ground.

A brazen smile.

Only after seeing that smile, did Mark move closer.

But before their lips could meet once more, Elisa's ears twitched.

Her ears twitched, and Mark knew something was wrong.

The darkness surrounding them had ever so slightly dwindled.

The High Elven Pupil shone under the piece of cloth hiding it. A second later, Mark found what had disrupted Elisa.

He pushed himself off slightly.

A Monster only the High Elven Pupil could spot through the darkness was walking closer.

Once Mark was on his knees, Elisa sat up.

Just as she was about to push herself off the ground, he laid a hand on her head, stroked her hair, and stood up.

No words were necessary.

He wanted her to wait for him. She could tell.

And so, Elisa remained seated.

With wide eyes, she stared as he walked away.

Elisa was strong. She knew that, and so did he. Fighting side-by-side, they could have handled it faster. More efficiently.

But that wasn't what Mark wanted.

And Elisa realized that, right now, it wasn't what she wanted either.

He trusted himself to handle it.

And she trusted him to handle it.

Elisa wanted him to fight. She wanted to see him fight. To see him fight for her.

She wanted him to protect her.

And that's what he was doing.

Elisa felt safe with him.

Safer than she had in a long time. Perhaps, safer than she had ever felt.

And that made her happy.

So happy she could cry.

The ground behind Mark shook.

Earth Magic.

A wall was erected.

Elisa extended her head as much as she could. But eventually, the wall hid Mark as well.

Why? She did not know.

But she trusted him with it.