"Ah... at that time? My brain didn't think or remember anything. I just knew that I had to keep going," I replied when asked about my feelings of mating with monsters at the Night Fall Town bar.

When night fell, I finally took my first cigarette in this world, and it was the most enjoyable one I've ever had. Even though the snake-haired creature had just finished its meal and had blood all over its mouth, it stared at me.

"If you understand what I'm saying, or if it's the other way around, at least we can have a conversation."

Looking at the moon in the sky, I murmured to myself.

Surprisingly, she became tame after eating, even without that "rustling" sound. It felt like the calm before a snake hunts. But for me, none of this mattered because here, I could only leave it up to fate.

Perhaps she had never seen a human smoke before; she stared at me for quite a while, making me feel a bit embarrassed. The discomfort caused by the silence made me tempted to act recklessly.

Her pretty face was stained with quite a bit of blood, some of which had already dried. It felt dirty. Even if she hadn't eaten enough and wanted to make me the dessert after her meal, it didn't matter. I wanted to clean that face.

"Do your kind eat like you?"

I walked to the edge of a small puddle and used my sleeve to dip some water.

"In my impression, Medusa is also an advanced monster. Eating should be elegant..."

Kneeling in front of her, I closed the distance between us.

"By the way, this is my first time helping someone wipe their mouth. If I'm not doing a good job, just let me know..."

Helping Medusa wipe her mouth should definitely be listed as one of the top ten most dangerous jobs in the world, considering that there were at least five snakes staring at my hand.

"Then let me wipe it."

I raised my hand and brought my sleeve close to the blood stains, making sure not to shake.

Through the damp clothing, I touched Medusa's face for the first time, and my hand was also licked by a few small snakes. It was fake to say that I wasn't afraid. I did hesitate, but since I had already said those words, could I back down?

Maybe the water was cold, as she shrank her neck slightly. My vision was not very good, so I leaned forward a little more. I wiped away the blood stains bit by bit, like playing scratch-off tickets, and soon it was almost clean.

"It's not as dangerous as I imagined~" I said to myself after wiping away the last bit of dirt at the corner of her mouth.

...

By the way, can I take back what I said earlier?

It's dangerous no matter which part of a woman gets wet.

Not to mention the transparent lips.

My Adam's apple moved, and I knew exactly what I was thinking, so I needed to control myself at this moment. I needed to think about how that mouth had just eaten 50 kilograms of raw meat and was filled with the smell of reptiles. Moreover, that was a monster's mouth. What if a parasite that could control my thoughts came out from inside? What if she got angry? What if...

Well, there are too many "what ifs." If I really believed in those "what ifs," I shouldn't have appeared here in the first place!

If I'm going to die, then so be it. After all, there's no going back!

The hot sensation urged me to bring my face closer. She probably could hear my heavy breathing. I had nothing in my mind, just simply closing the distance between me and those demonically beautiful lips.

...

...

But in the end, I didn't kiss her.

It was my common sense that stopped the desire train. It would be extremely impolite for me to kiss a woman I had just met after merely helping her wipe her mouth. I'm willing to be true to my desires, but I also have my limits.

I don't know when I started to see "her" as a woman, but this thought might have saved my life.

"Sorry... if you understand what I'm saying."

Standing up, I walked towards the entrance of the cave. The cool night breeze blew on my face, cooling down my overheated body. It was the right decision for me to put this reckless intention aside.

Unexpectedly, things always develop in unpredictable ways.

Her body gracefully made a turn, and her thin lips easily pressed against mine.

That kiss tasted like raw meat.

The next thing I knew, I panicked and stepped on something slippery, probably some kind of crushed meat. I fell backwards onto the thick animal fur. She swiftly slithered around me like a snake. Even though I was facing away from the moonlight, I immediately noticed that not only were her lips wet, but her eyes were as well.Double the risks, double the rewards? My understanding of economics must have been completely useless. But at this point, can I still choose to escape? "If that was really your first kiss, then I should do something." Straightening up, tilting my head back, my hand reached into her snaky hair and rested on the back of her neck, bringing the nervous trembling closer to her face. Then, without hesitation, I kissed her. However intense the exchange of lips and tongues, her body temperature always remained cold. If you are a woman, then I am a man; if you are female, then I am male. Shedding the last layer of clothing and shackles, her entire body began to sway, perhaps entangling me. Snakes are ectothermic animals, they should love warm things. At first, it felt cold, like a dead body. Slowly, I got used to it, whether it was the tail that was so flexible it frightened me a little, or the smooth skin that made my hands addicted. Monsters, snakes, and foul smells were all selectively forgotten, as I felt desire erupt from every pore on my body... However, she was really heavy, her tail alone must have weighed 100 pounds, not to mention the 50 pounds of meat she consumed, and... let's not go there. The most serious problem is probably... snakes have a long mating time... Lost in my thoughts, my mind became increasingly blank. I might as well sink into the vortex of the bewitching creature. ... The next day, I woke up at noon. I put on my underwear and sat at the mouth of the cave smoking without a shirt. I have no idea how long it lasted last night, but my phone was gone. But it surely lasted for two or three hours, because I can now clearly feel various discomforts inside and outside of my body. She was sleeping soundly, she probably wouldn't even notice if I escaped now. But I chose to sit at the mouth of the cave, lighting a second cigarette and listening to the rustling of leaves. Living here with a Medusa might not be a bad idea, but I can't eat raw meat anymore. By the time I finished the third cigarette butt on the ground, she woke up. The fragmented sunlight slanted through the cave mouth, and her drowsy, cute sleeping face conquered me. Maybe it was the fur covering the lower half of the snake, or maybe her human upper half was just too perfect. I gave her a gift called a smile, because I didn't know what expression to use. "Do you know how heavy you are?"