## Chapter 163 – Distance (19)
“…This is…”
The flower bud sprouting from Ji-yu’s head bloomed into a white flower tinged with a light red.
She caresses the flower, which feels somehow different from the ones she used to grow in ordinary pots.
The soft, smooth texture of the petals tickles her hand. It’s a real flower, not an artificial one.
“…Ah…”
She carefully caresses the flower, making sure not to damage it, when her eyes meet Ji-yu’s, who suddenly lets out a small groan.
My reflection is visible in her eyes, which are dyed a deep, somewhat murky red.
I was so engrossed in the flower that I almost forgot—what happens to a human parasitized by a seed?
Unlike the petals that steal a human’s body and mind, impersonating that person,
what’s in front of me now is the seed that bloomed those petals by using the human as nourishment.
Ji-yu has become an existence unknown even to the petals that have existed since ancient times, and to Chae-yun.
Chae-yun and I quietly watch Ji-yu, waiting for her reaction.
What will she say, what will she do, will she recognize us, will she remember?
As we anticipate her next move, she finally moves.
“…..”
Without a word, she slowly raises her body, her gaze still fixed on me.
Using her arms as support, Ji-yu lifts her upper body off the mattress and slowly approaches me.
“…Seo Ji-yu?”
I awkwardly call out the name I’m saying for the first time, waiting for her response as she approaches me.
I initially thought, ‘She’s probably confused at first,’ but the silence that follows is strangely prolonged.
Her eyes are definitely looking at me, but she doesn’t respond to my voice.
What is it? Something’s wrong… There’s no vitality at all, and it’s a kind of presence I’ve never felt before.
Even trying to manipulate her movements with blue power doesn’t work,
and attempting to read her mind with green power also fails.
To be precise, none of the powers I use even reach her.
Is it dangerous? But my danger sense isn’t going off. What on earth is she trying to do?
“…What.”
The distance becomes so close that our breaths would touch if I leaned forward just a little.
She comes right up to me and starts sniffing my neck like a dog.
After sniffing twice, she pulls back and stares intently into my eyes, then,
“…Chuuut…”
“…Huh?”
She lowers her head and presses her lips directly onto my erect penis, my glans.
What will ‘this’ do, will this newly born being be friendly to us?
Chae-yun, who had been swallowing nervously with pointless worries, utters a deflated sound.
The pleasure of her soft lips on my glans makes me tremble slightly without realizing it,
and Ji-yu, with a blank expression, lifts her head again at the slight tremor, studying my expression.
Having read my arousal from my reaction and expression, she quietly lowers her head.
“…Chuuup, slurrrp… Chuubuuup… Guuup…”
Then, she kisses my glans again, and then sticks out her tongue to lick the tip.
She slowly moves her head down, swirling her tongue around my glans.
With a short, sticky sound of ‘Jyoobuk…’ my penis is sucked into her red lips.
Even though my penis is filling her mouth, she keeps rolling her tongue, so the saliva that has nowhere to go is dripping down her chin,
but Ji-yu doesn’t even care and keeps pushing her head forward.
“…Guluk… Jyuuuuk…”
And finally, my entire penis disappears into her throat.
While she shoves my penis into her throat, not a single tear forms in her eyes, let alone a gag reflex.
Ji-yu rolls her eyes, which show no sign of life, and looks up at me.
What on earth has she turned into? Even the modified Min-jeong and Yu-ri weren’t this extreme…
She has even less change in movement and expression than they did, even though their minds were turned into machines. What is this…
“Ugh?!”
“Master?! What’s wrong?!”
“…♡”
I was making eye contact and lost in thought for a moment when an intense pleasure surged up my spine.
Surprised, I looked down, but Ji-yu hadn’t moved. Rather, she was still in the same position as before,
her lips completely pressed against my waist.
But even so, an intense pleasure continues to torment my penis.
Something is wriggling inside Ji-yu’s throat. It’s not her tongue.
It was a completely different feeling from Chae-yun, who keeps moving her tongue even inside her throat.
Small, bumpy protrusions brushing against my penis. Something like 3-4 tentacles wriggling like snakes.
“This… Kheuut?! Tentacles…!”
Tentacles that wriggle in her throat without moving her head and wrap around my penis.
Pleasure continues to surge through my penis, which is being stimulated without a gap.
The only thought that comes to mind is, ‘A hole that exists to squeeze out semen.’
An explosive pleasure that doesn’t even allow me to think about trying to resist,
my back arches without me realizing it, and I clench my teeth as the sensation of ejaculation overwhelms me.
“…Damn it…!!”
“…♡”
It’s a different sensation from saying I’m cumming, to be exact, ‘being sucked out.’ That’s the right expression.
The tentacles continue to squeeze my penis even after I’m done ejaculating,
and Ji-yu is gulping down the squeezed semen, her throat gurgling.
“…Ugh…! Get, get off…!!”
The pleasure from the tentacles and tongue on my penis, which has become sensitive immediately after ejaculation, is now painful.
I grab Ji-yu’s head, who is holding my waist and doesn’t seem to want to let go, and pull it back with all my strength,
and my penis is pulled out along with the light pink tentacles with a ‘Jureureuk’ sound.
Having been in a throat that had been heated to the point of being hot, the cool air outside brings an unspeakable sense of liberation and a long, hazy afterglow that washes over me.
It was probably the most satisfying and painful ejaculation I’ve had recently.
“Are you okay, Master?!”
“…I’m fine. More than that, look at that.”
Chae-yun comes to me as I collapse onto the bed, checking on my condition.
I get up with her support and point to Ji-yu with my finger.
“….Haaap…♡”
Ji-yu is happily sucking on the semen on her mouth and tentacles.
There is a slight change in the flower on her head, along with the first change in expression on her expressionless face.
It was just that the flower had grown a little bigger than before,
but this allows me to infer what the being in front of me is to some extent.
“…Master, maybe that is…”
Chae-yun seems to have realized the identity of Ji-yu, who is licking the semen and making a satisfied expression.
“…Yeah, as you said, ‘that’ is now just a simple flowerpot.”
A flowerpot, a container that holds the soil that will be the basis for growing flowers and receives water.
The human Ji-yu has already disappeared. The identity of that thing now is probably…
“Using the remaining body as a flowerpot to move around, and gathering nutrients with that body to bloom a flower…”
She has become exactly what that word indicates, a ‘flowerpot.’
“…Hmm… If you make a human itself a flowerpot instead of growing a flower in a flowerpot…
We can spread petals to humans through that without us having to move!”
“…Of course, the ‘water’ that needs to be given to that flowerpot is my semen…”
Looking at the flower growing noticeably after eating my semen explains why Ji-yu was so attached to me.
Apparently, the staple food of the ‘flowerpot’ that Chae-yun is talking about is nutrients, that is, my semen.
Certainly, if we make humans into flowerpots and send them out into the streets,
it is possible to release petals among humans naturally and secretly.
If that happens, the number of hosts will increase dramatically, unlike when I ran around increasing the number of hosts on my own.
“…If that happens, more women will… to Master…♡”
Chae-yun, who is holding me and supporting me, hugs my arm tightly and blushes.
I was flustered by Ji-yu’s incident and had forgotten, but I focus on the heat that is still warming my head.
“Kyaaak♡”
I grab Chae-yun, who is holding my shoulder, and pull her hard, knocking her down onto the bed.
But Chae-yun, who is surprised but lets out a sweet scream, looks up at me with red eyes full of anticipation.
“Come to think of it… I’m still a little lacking…”
“…Yes♡ Please…♡”
Chae-yun’s arms, who is making a choked voice with a full chest, wrap around my neck.
Even with the sight of a man and a woman connecting in front of her,
Ji-yu, who still licked all the semen on her mouth, just stares blankly at me.
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Warm and… hot… Is it the alcohol…? No, I remember coming out of the food stall with Oppa…
I went into a motel with Oppa, and ‘that woman’… Wait, ‘that woman?’ Who was that again?
Wait, my memory is strange. I definitely came into the motel with Oppa and looked into Oppa’s eyes…
All I remember is feeling incredibly happy as my body got hot… Red eyes…
“Haaht?! Wh, where is this…”
I raised my body, feeling like my back was getting hot, as if it were on a heated iron plate.
The lights were all off, so it was dark in the room, and my chest was exposed because I wasn’t wearing anything,
and next to me, Oppa was sleeping with his arm on my stomach.
“…A dream…? No, it was too vivid to be a dream…”
I feel like I’m losing myself, becoming something of ‘Lim Chan-woo.’
A sense of happiness in admitting that I am a being more lowly than a human, than livestock.
“…But it wasn’t a bad feeling… Rather…”
I don’t say the word ‘happy’ out loud.
At that moment, I feel like I’ll really be confused about whether I’m human or a being born from a flower.
Did Oppa have this kind of power too? No, I haven’t heard from Sister Iran that she has that kind of ability with her blue power or her own power.
Like Oppa explained, I felt a burning dizziness in my head and a thirst that was driving me crazy.
But even in the midst of that, I was happy. I was sincerely happy, because I loved Oppa…
I don’t remember well, but everything I said at that time was all sincere.
So it’s dangerous.
If I had just given myself to that heat, that happiness…
Oppa’s red eyes… I’ve never seen them before,
and there’s no memory that looks similar in ‘the memory of the root.’
After all, I should contact Sister Iran first and tell her about Oppa’s condition…
“…Stop.”
A woman’s voice came as I stirred a little on the bed.
When I turned my head in the direction of the voice, I saw glowing red eyes.
“…You are… Kyaheuk…?!”
The moment I squinted and tried to recognize the being because my eyes weren’t used to the darkness yet,
that being instantly came to me and put its hand on my forehead. Just that…
“My body… won’t move…!”
“…Fulfill your role. As a creature chosen by the 12th Creator.”
“What are you… ta…lking… ab…out…”
At the voice of the 12th Creator, my consciousness fades away.
Ah… not this again… Even though my head feels like it’s burning… Even though it hurts…
“…Yes, I understand…”
I feel good♡
