Chapter 1237 – #289_Continuing Story (4)
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1.
Spoils of war acquired from Orselia, the witch of proverbs.
The ‘Box-Arca,’ which extracts only the brain, nervous system, and stigma from the witch and uses them as an external cloud, cluster, and biological computing device.
Siwoo made a promise to the 56 witches trapped in this box that he would release them, and he showed the box to Gretel, an expert he had invited.
‘Chairman always brings the most interesting work. This is really amazing, isn’t it?!’
‘Of course. It’s a legacy left by the witch of proverbs.’
‘It’s more than that! This isn’t just a brain floating in a box, you know? Maintaining the ego as an integrated entity while performing a single goal with optimal efficiency like a super-entity. Do you know how amazing that is? What should I do? I think I’m in love with the chairman. Can I kiss you?’
‘You didn’t brush your teeth after eating.’
‘What was on the menu?’
‘Kimchi stew.’
‘Then a little. I hate garlic.’
Gretel, who rarely showed emotional changes, was unusually excited as soon as she saw Arca, jumping around like an ant that had found a huge sugar cube.
Siwoo gave Gretel the right to procure all available resources within the academy, and Gretel jumped even more, of course.
Well, to be honest, he didn’t really get their help in the final battle, so he didn’t necessarily have an obligation to keep his promise, but Siwoo already understood.
How much grace it buys to keep a promise that doesn’t necessarily need to be kept.
The witches in Arca will become diligent Hesed Academy researchers without being forced.
My mouth watered.
About two months later.
Siwoo was able to see what happens when an expert and otaku in a field gets their hands on a toy they only dreamed of.
‘I separated the grafted souls and made it possible to secure personal space inside the box. To put it in a metaphor, it’s like separating bonsai trees that have grown intertwined for a long time and moving them to pots one by one. Ah, it was really hard, but I succeeded, didn’t I? Isn’t it amazing?’
Gretel had introduced herself as an occult mania in the past.
But the workshop where she was conducting research was reminiscent of a state-of-the-art biotechnology laboratory.
Test tubes lined up in a cylindrical shape.
Inside, there was a pink liquid that looked thick at first glance, and beautiful nudes were floating around.
They had formed new spiritual bodies based on the self-image that the brain remembered.
Since the spiritual body has a homeostasis to maintain a ‘perfect body,’ it didn’t take much effort, she said.
Thus, all 56 of them returned to the world without missing a single one.
This is a story from about a month ago.
2.
Amira Isis, the witch of the underworld, with her healthy brown skin, jet-black hair, and attractive lime-green eyes.
“Haaam….”
She yawned and opened her eyes.
When she checked the clock, it was 9 o’clock. A very pleasant lie-in.
Amira, adjusting her thin pajamas that showed her skin, rubbed her sleepy eyes and prepared coffee.
It may be unexpected, but it was not Europe that first started enjoying coffee culture.
The coffee culture that started in Ethiopia was accepted by Islamic countries and spread culturally with the expansion of the Ottoman Empire.
In this context, Amira also enjoyed her morning coffee very much.
She grinds well-roasted beans very finely.
At this time, she adds a little ginger and the plant seed ‘cardamom’ and grinds them together.
She boils this with hot water in a pot called a Dallah and then pours it into a small cup.
The coffee made in this way is a very strong black coffee with a subtle spicy aroma, and Amira preferred to drink it with dried dates.
“Hmm….”
Amira waited for the coffee grounds to settle naturally before lifting the cup.
A harmony of intense sweetness and bitterness.
A spicy and relaxed flavor blooming in between.
The lush greenery of the garden seen from the terrace and the tickling breeze passing through it.
Only then does she finally have another conviction.
A conviction that she has been delicately and preciously recalling every morning for the past month.
“Ah….”
It’s not a dream.
This body is Amira’s body, this sensation is Amira’s sensation, and this life is Amira’s life.
She really escaped from that terrible evil woman’s box.
She shed tears, feeling a heart-wrenching emotion.
To be honest, her first meeting with Shin Siwoo was the worst.
She was manipulated by Orselia and ended up showing herself as a seductive woman who was trying to seduce him.
Regardless of the ecstasy she felt at that time, deep wounds remained on both the pride of the witch and the royal family.
When Orselia was defeated and her fate was decided by his hands, she felt a familiar resignation.
A promise to get her out of here?
She didn’t believe it.
Perhaps the other witches were the same.
Even if he says that now, it is human nature that people change their minds when they go to the bathroom and when they come out.
How could a man with such vigorous energy let go of such a good toy?
Orselia was a much crazier witch than Shin Siwoo, and she only took that fact as a small comfort.
Sometimes, when she spread her legs and accepted his lust, she thought that she might be able to spend the rest of her life with the puppets, even if it was a little better than the exploitation she had experienced before.
That’s why she couldn’t believe it.
‘Are you conscious?’
‘Wh, where am I…?’
‘This is Gehenna.’
‘No, no way… are you lying?’
Even when he really took Amira out with a huge amount of experimental money, she thought that Shin Siwoo, who had gained omnipotent power within the box, was playing with Amira with a momentary illusion.
She thought that he was giving her false freedom because of his tiny conscience and that he was planning to monopolize the box.
‘Look this way. I need to test if the differentiation has been done properly and if the soul has settled stably. Now, what comes to mind when you see this pattern?’
Even when a gloomy witch was doing health checkups while doing various tests.
Amira thought it was a trick to make her believe in false freedom even more.
‘First, let’s focus on rehabilitation and then talk.’
‘Wh, what about the other witches… my colleagues?’
‘They will all be able to come out within this week.’
But he regenerated the bodies for the puppets of Arca trapped in the box.
‘You probably don’t have a place to stay, right? I’ll lend you the Hesed Academy annex. It’s quite large, so it will be enough for all of you to live together.’
He lent a large mansion where the puppets, who felt uncomfortable in reality because they had been mentally trapped for too long, could live together.
‘A price? Ah, as I said before, you just need to serve as researchers at our academy. Yes. That’s all. That was the promise from the beginning.’
His outrageously unconventional promises were all kept.
In this mansion, the puppets were able to live a peaceful life with their own personal space.
All of this is thanks to Shin Siwoo.
“…….”
Amira, who was thinking about her benefactor, whom she didn’t even know how to repay, when she heard whispering voices from somewhere.
“Is the item ready?”
“…Don’t overreact and give it to me. You said you’d give it to me.”
“It’s hard to get, so you have to pay the price properly?”
“I know, okay? But how did you get this?”
The sound source was a shaded area below the terrace. Amira quietly hid her presence and looked at the place.
In fact, how long had she spent in a state of mental overlap? She knew who the owners of these voices were without having to see them.
The unique, snappy reaction was from the stubborn Margarita.
The one who was acting out a situation with a playful tone was the resourceful and easygoing Oksana.
“I can’t just give away someone else’s business secrets so easily.”
“You said you’d tell me that too…!”
“I disguised myself as a maid and quietly smuggled it out.”
“Then I can’t use it even if I know….”
“So please continue to use it in the future. Witch of the ice-free port.”
“Eek! Shut your mouth?”
Unfortunately, it was a blind spot, and both of them left as if they were running away, so she didn’t realize what kind of secret deal they had.
But it’s not a big deal.
After all, all the colleagues are living in this mansion, and Margarita was in the room next to Amira’s.
Amira, who had leisurely finished her morning coffee, headed to Margarita’s room to satisfy her curiosity.
Isn’t a strong curiosity the quality of a witch?
“Margarita? I heard everything. I overheard an interesting conversation, please tell me too.”
She clearly heard the sound of the door closing next door, but Margarita didn’t answer even when she knocked.
Amira nonchalantly stepped into the room.
This is rude even between close friends, but this perception was weak among the puppets, including Amira, who had been released recently.
This is because they had shared each other’s consciousness for a short period of several years and a long period of hundreds of years.
Under the weak privacy respect policy, Amira, who was searching the room, opened the bedroom door and quickly closed it in surprise.
“Oh my god, oh my god.”
She doubted her eyes and peeked through the gap.
Margarita, who didn’t even know that the door had just been opened and closed, was holding a white shirt in her hand.
Judging by the size, it was for men. Moreover, it was a bit crumpled, so it had been used.
She was buried her nose in the shirt, sniffing and repeating, lost in her own world.
“Huu, huu, huu…. You’re the first person to be so rude to me….
The conversation Amira had overheard earlier was connected to a series of situations in her head.
A men’s shirt (already worn once) that was secretly obtained by disguising as a maid.
Margarita is burying her nose in it and masturbating.
Amira’s mouth dropped open.
The witches rescued from the box all had overwhelming favor for Siwoo.
As expected of those of the same lineage, most of the witches, who had conservative views on sex, had a crush-like liking for him, even though they had been in a semi-coercive relationship.
‘Let’s get married.’
‘I heard he already has a lot of lovers?’
‘We have his body. Let’s demand that he take responsibility.’
‘He’s so kind, handsome, good in bed, and good at magic. If it’s a wonderful man like this, I’d be happy to be his 50th concubine….’
In front of such witches, Margarita always said this.
‘Of course, we have to repay the favor. But how can you all fall for such a beastly man? I can’t understand.’
‘That’s that, and this is this. Don’t you know?’
‘A competition to see who seduces him first? Hmph. You guys do that stupid bet among yourselves.’
And now she says this.
“Are you… stupid? If you stir it there with something so… thick… it feels good… haa, isn’t it… obvious…?”
“The smell, I love it so much… haa… your scent is so sexy….”
“It’s hot… huu..! Inside! Fill me up…! I’ll say it… I’m going… with the ice-free port’s pussy?!”
Amira was not a mischievous person, so she quietly returned to her room and sat at the table so that Margarita wouldn’t be embarrassed.
Margarita, who was so excited by the smell of the shirt he had worn, didn’t look like a pervert.
Amira quietly took out her fountain pen.
This fountain pen was a gift from Shin Siwoo to commemorate her regaining her body.
“The things he touched… inside….”
Because Amira also uses the fountain pen he gave her as a tool to recall the hot memories she had with him every night.
