## Chapter 1343 – ##19_The Duke’S Dignity (2)
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1.
“So… let me summarize.”
Eloa organized the information based on the words of former Duke Erelim.
1) She went on vacation with Siwoo for stigma treatment.
2) But instead of getting treatment, they ended up doing something called *interior design.
3) After that, her body became so sensitive that it reached a point where it was **interfering with her daily life.
*Note: The act of developing sensitivity at the spirit level through a neglect play that minimizes sexual stimulation.
**Note: Extremely sensitive erogenous zones, sensitive reactions to Siwoo’s scent, and an increased limit to desire.
“This is what I understand, is that correct?”
“Yes, it is.”
Eloa couldn’t believe it.
She knew they were going on vacation together, and she knew it was for stigma healing through sexual intercourse, but…
She never imagined something like this would happen!
Not just anyone, but former Duke Erelim.
Even though her political views differed from Eloa’s, she was the great sage of Gehenna who wisely led the city.
She had returned from a mere 4-day, 5-night trip with her lewdness level maxed out.
“……”
Even if it was Siwoo, she never thought something like this was possible.
For about three seconds, Eloa felt fear towards her beloved disciple and dear husband, Shin Siwoo.
“I presume that Duke Tiferet also has regular relations with him. If so, I assumed she would also have been ‘interior designed’ like me. And that she would know how to handle this issue.”
“…You’re saying some calmly insane things.”
“Am I wrong?”
“You are.”
Despite Eloa’s assertion, Erelim was persistent.
“Do you not experience any side effects when you haven’t been with him for a long time? Or any changes in your body compared to before you were with him?”
“…No, I don’t think so.”
It didn’t seem like she was making a sharp, insightful point, but Eloa, feeling a little guilty, twitched, her long pink side hair trembling.
“I see.”
“I’ll keep your secret, so please go. It seems like this is an issue I can’t help with.”
-Rustle
Just as she was about to get up, Erelim rustled a paper bag and took out a black wooden box that looked expensive at first glance.
Eloa’s pink gaze, which had been trying to escape because she didn’t want to get involved in a strange issue, was drawn into the wooden box as if sucked in.
“I couldn’t come empty-handed when requesting such an important consultation, but I had forgotten to bring it.”
“Huh?!”
“I heard you like whiskey?”
The label read, Yamazaki 55 Years.
A whiskey that symbolizes history and tradition, created by blending the original liquids made by Suntory’s founder, Shinjiro Torii, and Masataka Taketsuru. More than just a drink, it was a dream whiskey, with only 100 bottles in the world, each worth the price of a sedan, and impossible to obtain even with money.
Eloa, a whiskey enthusiast and collector, had tried hard to find it, but there weren’t even any listings.
Of course, if she asked Siwoo, he would use his power to get it, but Eloa wasn’t that kind of person.
“Ya, Yamazaki 55 Years…. Is it the real thing?”
“The certificate and warranty are also included.”
“……”
“Of course, this is a gift of my sincerity, regardless of whether you consult with me or not.”
Even if she had brazenly said, ‘If you want this, please consult with me,’ Eloa would have been conflicted.
But if she was just… given such a precious gift… well… she couldn’t help it… could she?
2.
-Pop!
As soon as the bottle was opened, the room was filled with the scent of Mizunara oak.
When a little hot water was mixed in to release the concentrated aroma, the subtle scents of dried plums, oranges, oriental spices, and sandalwood spread.
“Ah…”
A sip as smooth as velvet contained a heavy fragrance.
The sensation of swallowing felt heavy, like honey placed on the tip of a silver spoon.
An orchestra of aromas that changed in a myriad of ways, from licorice, nuts, vanilla, caramel, chocolate, espresso, brown sugar, and even peach.
Even though the whiskey had already disappeared from her mouth, the lingering finish, which would still be remembered even after a day, pleased both her nose and tongue.
Eloa asked in a dreamy tone.
“Is it okay if I call you Blanche?”
“Of course.”
Blanche wasn’t called a sage for nothing.
Based on their rapidly increasing intimacy, the two continued their detailed consultation.
“So, what exactly happened between the two of you?”
“It might be a bit embarrassing, so I’ll try to express it as mildly as possible.”
In fact, until this point, Eloa had been thinking this.
Siwoo’s technique was indeed very pleasurable.
So, Blanche, who had never had such an experience before, was confused and was overinterpreting the aftermath.
“…That’s it.”
“……”
Eloa, who had thought it was just a metaphor when she mentioned ‘interior design,’ learned the truth in detail.
That despite not being lovers, and without any agreement, Siwoo had subjected Blanche to ‘interior design’ that was close to sexual abuse.
That Blanche wasn’t just confused by the new sensations, but had been relentlessly developed to the point where she could climax just by drinking semen.
Blanche’s face was stained with shame and embarrassment as she recounted the details.
“That’s severe…”
“No, my body and mind are already devoted to the Chairman. If I could please him with this body, I am satisfied. However, I requested this consultation because I thought this would hinder our long-term relationship.”
“No. This is beyond the pale. I need to call my Siwoo and give him a piece of my mind.”
It was clearly a trip for treatment in name.
That’s why the wives had agreed to it.
But to go on vacation and be so consumed by lust that he turned Blanche into this state.
Even if there was an excuse of scent before, that wasn’t the case anymore, was it?
“W-wait a minute.”
Just as Eloa was about to jump up from her seat, Blanche urgently stopped her.
“Actually… I secretly gave him a potion.”
“A potion? What kind of potion are you talking about?”
“A potion that enhances… virility and… the desire to conquer…”
“Why on earth would you do that…?”
“I never imagined he would be so vigorous…”
Eloa was dumbfounded.
Then the story was different.
If someone went to a zoo, climbed over the fence, and entered a lion’s cage, the fault would lie with the tourist, not the lion.
“How do you, Duke, suppress these desires?”
Well, then it was time to re-examine Blanche’s concerns.
Although the degree was different, Eloa was also in a position to sympathize with her concerns.
She wasn’t in a position to have relations with him as much as she wanted before.
The solution was surprisingly simple.
“If you couldn’t get treatment this time, wouldn’t you have to have relations again soon for treatment anyway?”
“That’s right.”
“I don’t know any other way.”
“However, the earliest I have time is in three months…”
“Ah…”
When she couldn’t be with Siwoo for up to six months, the stoic Eloa was so tormented that her ‘voyeuristic tendencies’ awakened.
For Blanche, who was more developed than anyone else, that time would feel even longer and more painful.
“I’ll talk to Siwoo about that. So that you can have relations again as soon as possible.”
“Thank you. But if we do that, wouldn’t it just be treating the symptoms rather than solving the root cause…?”
“I think we can only hope that the increased threshold will recover through normal relations.”
“Is that so…?”
After the meeting with Blanche ended.
Eloa was lost in thought.
She was sorry to Blanche, but listening to her consultation made her think of something.
From what she heard, it seemed that Siwoo had done some very perverted things to Blanche.
And Blanche seemed to have received a pleasure that she would never experience again in her life, a pleasure that had reformed her spirit from the root.
Why had Siwoo done things to Blanche that he had never done to Eloa?
“…What a terrible thought…”
She knew how pathetic it was to have such thoughts when Blanche was so seriously worried.
But recently, Siwoo had been very gentle when he was with Eloa.
He didn’t make her use honorifics like before, and most of the time, they would end up embracing each other in a face-to-face position, saying ‘I love you, I love you.’
Of course, Eloa enjoyed that time too.
It was blissful to be skin-to-skin with him, becoming one, and being kissed throughout their time together.
“……”
But there was a lingering feeling of regret, like, ‘Sometimes it would be okay to be a little more intense….’ And then she heard those words.
Someone else had taken away the ‘sometimes.’
Was it because she, his teacher, was not good enough?
Or was he being considerate, thinking she wouldn’t like it?
“It would be okay to torment me a little more…”
Eloa pouted her lips slightly, feeling regretful (two weeks into abstinence).
But she quickly shook her head.
It was wrong.
Siwoo was being considerate and gentle with Eloa, so it was wrong to be dissatisfied with that.
That was something only a lewd woman would do.
“Still…. Um… still….”
Eloa, who was about to ask Siwoo to ‘please calm down former Duke Erelim,’ heard some shocking news.
The news that the ‘baby-making magic’ Siwoo had been researching was complete.
