Limitless Evolution Through Conquering Primal Beauties-Chapter 15 - The Bursting Point

Leonard felt his eyelids grow heavy. He didn’t want to wake up. Part of him was already conscious—he could feel his body, feel his breathing, feel that he was still alive. But his eyes refused to open. The warmth enveloping him was too comfortable.

It felt... like home.

So for a while, he just lay there, enjoying the warmth creeping over his skin, a stark contrast to the freezing night that still lingered in his memory.

Where am I?

The question surfaced slowly, but he pushed it aside. ’Later. I’ll think about it later. For now, let me enjoy this.’

He didn’t know how long he remained like that before he finally opened his eyes.

A thatched ceiling. Woven branches and dried leaves arranged neatly to form a roof. Through the gaps, thin beams of sunlight pierced in, creating dancing patterns of light in the air.

Leonard blinked. Then full awareness returned.

He remembered everything clearly—how he had been sitting against the wall of Borami’s house, freezing, starving, and eventually surrendering to his circumstances.

But now, after surviving the night, he was inside the house, sheltered from the cold, surrounded by warmth that almost felt like a dream.

Leonard glanced down. A thick blanket covered his body, stitched-together animal fur, soft and warm. Beneath him, he lay on something firm but layered with hide. A bamboo bed, perhaps.

He turned his head left and right. A small room with simple furnishings—several clay pots in one corner, stacks of animal hides, a hearth with embers still faintly glowing.

Borami... must have carried him inside while he slept outside last night.

His heart warmed.

Someone took care of me.

Leonard stared at the ceiling for a moment. He had no intention of getting up. The bed was hard, the blanket slightly itchy despite its warmth, but after nearly freezing to death last night, this felt like heaven.

He closed his eyes again.

Several hours later, perhaps, Leonard finally woke.

The sun was already high, slipping through the cracks in the walls. The air inside the house was warm, nothing like the cold from last night. Leonard slowly sat up, stretching his stiff body.

That was when he heard a sound.

The woven door opened, and a woman stepped inside carrying something.

Leonard held his breath when he saw Borami’s striking figure.

The cow-woman looked just as he remembered—no, even more so. Her black-and-white hair was neatly braided, her curved horns elegant, her beautiful face framed by honey-brown eyes now gazing at him with a mix of relief and curiosity. Her incredible figure was wrapped in the same leather clothing, her ample chest swaying gently with each step.

This morning, under the sunlight streaming in, she looked like a goddess. A warm and fertile cow goddess.

Leonard quickly averted his gaze. He didn’t want to repeat yesterday’s mistake.

"Thank you for bringing me inside your house and taking care of me."

Borami walked closer and set something beside the bed. A cup or rather, a simple yet sturdy clay vessel.

"Drink this first," Borami said softly. "It will help your body feel better."

Leonard accepted the cup carefully. "Thank you."

"You slept outside all night," Borami continued, looking at him with pity. "Until this morning. I only found you when I returned home."

Leonard blinked. "All night?"

Borami nodded. "I went out last night. Visiting a patient who was giving birth. I only came back this morning." She sighed. "And I saw you lying beside my house. Your body was cold, Leo. So cold. I almost thought you were dead."

Leonard fell silent. He had slept outside that long? Yet his body felt fine. With clothes like that in such cold air, he had thought he would definitely catch a fever. It seemed his body was far stronger than he had assumed, perhaps an effect of regeneration or the strange system within him.

Borami sat on the empty space on the bed, and the moment her large body touched the woven bamboo, it creaked loudly. She looked at Leonard with concern mixed with curiosity.

"Your regenerative ability may also increase your endurance," Borami explained. "But don’t try that again. Your body may have extraordinary abilities, but you are still weak."

Leonard nodded, accepting the advice.

Borami leaned slightly closer. "But I’m curious. Why didn’t you just go inside my house?"

Leonard looked at her. "What do you mean?"

"My door wasn’t locked," Borami explained. "It was only closed. You could have gone in anytime. But instead, you sat outside and almost froze to death."

Leonard answered flatly, without thinking. "It’s impolite. Entering a woman’s house without permission."

[ Borami’s Trust: 19% ]

Borami looked at him curiously. "Then what was your reason for visiting me again?"

Leonard gave a bitter smile.

"I don’t know either," he answered honestly.

He then drank the beverage Borami had given him. From the smell alone it was sour, spicy, and warm. When the liquid touched his tongue, those three flavors blended together unpleasantly, making him grimace.

But once it passed his throat, warmth began to spread through him, flowing across his entire body. Though it tasted awful, he felt himself growing warmer and finished it to the last drop.

Borami fell silent for a moment after hearing his answer. After a while, she asked gently, "What do you mean?"

Leonard explained quietly, "I just don’t have any purpose or anywhere to go in this village. I’m alone and have no home. And when I was confused, without realizing it, I came to your house."

Hearing that, Borami asked with concern, "So how do you feel now?"

Leonard fell silent at the question. He was about to say that he was fine now. But the words wouldn’t leave his lips.

And without his permission, tears began to stream down his face.

Leonard quickly wiped them with the back of his hand, speaking in slight panic. "Some water just splashed into my eyes, that’s why. Don’t misunderstand."

This is embarrassing. So embarrassing.

Why am I suddenly crying like this?

He wasn’t someone who cried easily. He had never cried while watching sad movies. He had never cried reading touching books. He hadn’t even cried during two years of unemployment while facing countless rejections, or when bills piled up.

The last time he cried was six years ago. When he heard that both his parents had died in a plane crash.

Six years.

And now, in front of this stranger, he was crying like a child.

In this world, Leonard had already been labeled as an extremely weak man. If he were known as a crybaby too, he would surely be laughed at. He didn’t want the woman in front of him to mock or ridicule him as well.

[ Borami’s Affection: 25% ]

Leonard caught that message between his frantic wiping. But he had no time to process it.

Then suddenly, Borami hugged him.

The embrace was so warm that it startled Leonard.

"Rami, what are you doing? Why are you hugging me? I’m a little uncomfortable."

He tried to push her away, but he couldn’t move her at all. The woman was like an immovable boulder.

Instead, Borami tightened her embrace and whispered softly to calm him. "I know how you feel. It’s okay."

Leonard finally gave up trying to push her away. He sank into her warmth, feeling the softness of her ample chest supporting his head, hearing Borami’s calm, steady heartbeat. It felt like when he was a child and his mother hugged him when he was sad.

He felt deeply ashamed now. But his emotions could no longer be held back.

Since arriving in this world—after everything he had experienced—being killed in his old world, leaving Lulu alone, waking up in an unfamiliar forest, being captured, interrogated, beaten, publicly humiliated, insulted, rejected, and nearly freezing to death—this was the first time someone had asked Leonard how he felt.

How did he feel knowing he had died and left his beloved dog alone on the very day he finally got the job he wanted?

How did he feel arriving in this world only to be beaten, caught in misunderstandings, and turned into a subject of ridicule and scorn?

How did he feel being alone in this world, with no one who cared about him?

All of that had happened within a single day.

Single day.

Leonard felt all the negative emotions from the beginning mix together in his mind and finally break free. Sadness, anger, shame, resentment, frustration, despair—they shattered within the warmth of this woman’s embrace. He cried silently in Borami’s arms, his tears soaking her chest as his body trembled slightly.

Borami said nothing more. She simply continued holding him, her smaller hands gently stroking his back, letting the man pour out all the burdens he had been carrying alone.