I FOUND A DOOR TO TENSURA AND BECAME BROKEN IN THE REAL WORLD TOO-Chapter 47: "The Dawn of the Storm: Rimuru’s Reincarnation"

The warm sunlight glimmered over the calm, turquoise waters of the Mediterranean Sea. The gentle waves lapped against the side of our luxurious yacht, creating a soft, rhythmic lullaby. The sky was a brilliant shade of azure, with no clouds in sight. Seagulls drifted lazily above, and the salty breeze caressed our faces.

I was lounging shirtless on one of the plush deck chairs, wearing a pair of black designer sunglasses. My toned chest was lightly glistening with the remnants of seawater from an earlier swim. I was holding a glass of chilled champagne, swirling it idly as I gazed at the horizon.

Velzard sat beside me, dressed in a stylish white bikini, her flawless pale skin practically glowing under the sun. She wore oversized designer sunglasses and a wide-brimmed sun hat, giving her an effortlessly elegant look. Her long, silver-blue hair cascaded down her back like liquid silk, and she lazily sipped from her drink, leaning back against the chair with a contented sigh.

"This is paradise..." she murmured, stretching her arms above her head, the motion only making her figure look even more divine. She let out a pleased sigh and turned to me with a mischievous smirk.

"If you keep spoiling me like this, I might get used to it."

I smirked, lowering my sunglasses slightly, my golden eyes peeking over the rim.

"That's the plan, my beautiful ice dragon."

She chuckled, leaning over and planting a slow, sensual kiss on my lips.

"Mmm... you're lucky I love you," she purred against my mouth.

We stayed like that for a while—two celestial beings enjoying the simple pleasures of mortal luxury.

I was just about to take another sip of my champagne when I suddenly froze mid-motion.

My eyes narrowed slightly as I focused inward.

Something was... missing.

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I extended my senses, feeling out for the familiar aura that had become so ordinary in the background of my perception.

But it was gone.

Completely.

For the first time in centuries, I couldn't sense Veldora anymore.

I slowly set my glass down on the small table beside me, a small, wicked smirk creeping onto my lips.

"He's here..." I murmured, barely louder than a whisper.

Velzard, who had been watching me through her sunglasses, suddenly sat up straighter, turning toward me with a curious look. She lowered her shades slightly, her crimson eyes peering over the frame.

"Hmm? What's with that smirk?" she asked, her tone playful but mildly suspicious.

She leaned forward slightly, resting her chin on her palm, her elbow propped against her knee.

"You look like one of those villains in the movies I've been watching."

I let out a soft chuckle, my gaze still fixed on the horizon.

"Oh? Do I?" I mused, turning to meet her gaze with an intense glimmer in my eyes.

I could tell from the way her lips parted slightly that she was instantly intrigued.

She arched an elegant eyebrow, clearly expecting an explanation.

"Okay, what's going on?" she asked, removing her sunglasses completely and leaning closer. Her eyes narrowed slightly, the sharp intellect behind them immediately catching on to my shift in demeanor.

I leaned forward slightly, my voice a low, smooth murmur.

"Rimuru... has finally reincarnated."

For a moment, Velzard blinked, not recognizing the name. Then, her eyes widened slightly with realization.

"Ah... you mean the slime you kept talking about?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. "The one you said would be interesting?"

I grinned devilishly.

"The very same."

Her lips curled into a playful smirk, but there was a spark of genuine curiosity in her eyes.

"And why does that make you look like a maniacal villain?" she teased, running her finger in slow circles along the rim of her glass.

I turned back toward the open sea, my gaze distant and almost... predatory.

"Because the show... is about to begin."

Velzard chuckled softly, but I could tell she was intrigued by my sudden shift in mood.

She stood up from her chair, walked over to me, and straddled my lap, her slender arms loosely draped around my neck. Her crimson eyes narrowed slightly as she studied my face, her lips twitching into a teasing grin.

"You know..." she murmured, trailing her finger along my jawline. "You're starting to sound like one of those scheming masterminds."

She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear, her voice a sultry whisper.

"I like it."

I chuckled darkly, sliding my hands over her hips, pulling her a little closer.

"Oh? Do you now?"

She pulled back slightly, her eyes half-lidded, filled with playful mischief.

"Mmhmm... but tell me, Yuuya..." she whispered against my lips, her breath warm and teasing, "...just how interesting is this slime going to be?"

I smirked, my golden eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"You'll see soon enough."

She tilted her head, her eyes glittering with intrigue.

"Should we pay him a little visit?" she suggested slyly. "Or... are you going to let him stew for a while?"

I grinned wickedly.

"No... not yet."

My fingers trailed slowly along her spine, causing her to shiver slightly at the sensation.

"Let's enjoy our vacation a little longer."

I leaned in, brushing my lips over hers.

"After all... I want Rimuru to have his fun before he realizes what kind of monster is watching him from the shadows."

Velzard's eyes darkened with delight, and she let out a soft, sultry chuckle.

"You really are a devil."

I smirked.

"Oh, Velzard..." I whispered against her lips, "...I'm so much worse."

And with that, we kissed deeply, the sound of the waves crashing against the yacht's hull the only witness to the calm before the storm.