Chapter 1299 – ##12 Outdoor Exposure Play!
##48 (Side EP)
1.
Siwoo was already famous within Gehenna, but after the movie premiere, he became even more so.
If his previous fame and attention were focused on being the only male witch, the student council president, and a duke, now he had become a former Gehenna super idol.
In particular, he received explosive support from the witches belonging to the offline mom cafe, Leto Salon.
“Thank you for the autograph! I really enjoyed the movie! Your acting and cuteness, Duke, were so enchanting that they sparked magical inspiration!”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
As a result, Siwoo, who was staying at his work location after the premiere, suddenly found himself doing something akin to an autograph session.
The fact that witches who had come on a group tour from the mortal realm had taken time out of their schedules meant that they were quite impressed.
“Could I possibly take a picture with you? I just got a ‘smart-phone’ myself.”
“…Sure, why not.”
“Um… this… this is how you turn on the camera…”
“Would you like to give it to me? I’ll take the picture.”
Siwoo took a selfie for the fan who was fumbling with the modern technology.
He had done it so many times that he was now used to it.
He lightly placed his hand on her shoulder and smiled, showing his white teeth.
“Done.”
“Where do I go to get the picture printed?”
“Try searching it up on the internet.”
“In-ter-net?”
In truth, the whole process was quite bothersome, but Siwoo was generally lenient with those who weren’t hostile.
He had also grown fond of the movie itself while acting, so he couldn’t bring himself to turn away the witches who approached him as fans.
It wasn’t like the old days when they would come at him saying, ‘Let’s see what a male witch’s dick tastes like!’ They were being so nice, so this much trouble was nothing….
“Ah! I understand!”
“Yes, take care.”
He smiled at the witch who bowed repeatedly, her head almost touching the ground.
“Last one.”
“Hello. I’m Trisha Scadi, the witch of purity. I really enjoyed the witch story you starred in, Duke.”
The thirtieth fan of this impromptu fan meeting was a witch with a neat braided hairstyle and round glasses.
“Yes, Trisha, what would you like me to write?”
The witch, who had a quiet, scholarly air, gazed at Siwoo with moist eyes as he signed the poster she had brought.
Her eyes were strangely watery, contrasting with her overall demeanor.
“Anything…”
Just as not all witches were eccentric, Trisha seemed to be a bit shy.
Siwoo wrote something along the lines of, ‘Wishing Ms. Scadi a rise in rank and scholarly achievements.’
Trisha, who carefully held the signed poster to her chest, cautiously opened her mouth.
“Duke Hesed, could I ask you for one more favor?”
“Ah, yes. Would you like to take a picture?”
“No, it’s… if it’s not too much trouble, could you pull my hair a little?”
“…Excuse me?”
Trisha continued to explain to the dumbfounded Siwoo.
“It’s a special superstition passed down in our family. It’s a ritual to bring good luck.”
For witches who lived in mystery from the start, superstitions were not just superstitions.
Siwoo, who had thought it was some unique fan service request, understood.
“Like this?”
He gently grabbed her hair, which had a good grip like a handle, and pulled it.
“Could you pull a little harder? To the point where I can’t move. If you could wrap your hand around it and pull…”
“Like this?”
“Hnn…!”
“Ah, I’m sorry. Did it hurt?”
“No…! A little harder! Aaaah….”
In the end, Trisha let out a deep sigh as if satisfied only after he had pulled her hair so hard that her neck was exposed.
“…Thank you.”
“What kind of superstition is this?”
Trisha, having achieved her wish, beamed a red-tinged smile and walked away with light steps.
“What was that?”
Kibele suddenly appeared next to Siwoo, who looked quite bewildered.
“It seems like you were sexually harassed?”
“Is it really sexual harassment? It’s not like it’s the first time witches have believed in superstitions. Besides, she didn’t seem like that kind of person.”
“Right, you’ve met a lot of women, haven’t you? You can tell their personalities just by looking at them.”
“Of course. When I saw you, I knew right away that your weakness was your behind… Should I stop here?”
Kibele playfully lowered the fist she had been clenching.
“If that’s what you think, then fine.”
She didn’t have any particular schedule after this, so she was building her recognition as an actress by occasionally doing interviews or making appearances.
“You seem to be in a good mood these days.”
“Of course. The movie was such a huge success. It feels a bit guilty to say it’s all thanks to my skills, but I’m happy that I achieved something on my own without relying on magic.”
“You did spend a lot of money.”
“It was a healthy level of spending for an adult’s hobby. You wouldn’t understand, you little kid… Ah, speaking of which, I miss little Siwoo again.”
It was true that he felt a lot of danger.
It felt like he had become the protagonist of a shota harem anime, practically emitting pheromones.
The temptations were so strong that he almost considered breaking free from his restraints and giving in.
Of course, the moment he actually engaged in a relationship, he had a gut feeling that ‘something indescribably terrible’ would happen, so he stopped immediately.
“I’d rather pass.”
“Why? You weren’t as disgusting back then, it was so much better.”
“Your conscience triangle is a bit round….”
Especially Kibele, who had been stuck to him like glue for several weeks during filming, was the worst with her flirtations.
She would carry Siwoo around like a magazine under her arm during breaks.
During meals, she would smile brightly and force-feed him food.
Every time they went to bed, she would hug him like a beloved doll and restrain him.
The rumors that were once dismissed as nonsense, such as ‘the child actor is the witch’s son’ and ‘the witch has a shota complex,’ were seriously reconsidered.
“Isn’t that a bit of an exaggeration? It wasn’t that bad, was it?”
“Right. You did even more when no one was looking.”
She had barged into the bathroom while he was showering, yelling, ‘Let’s shower together!’ 15 times.
There was also the time he woke up in his sleep to find Kibele sliding his pants down under the covers.
He had also found five pink clovers that had somehow attached themselves to his back and burned them.
“They’re not even getting worn out, but you’re being so stingy. I’m quitting.”
The two, who had been exchanging fierce banter, chuckled at the same time.
“I was just kidding.”
“I know.”
In fact, now that he thought about it, Kibele was probably the only one he could bicker with like this.
There was a strange charm to it.
He also knew that her being particularly prickly was a way of laying the groundwork before expressing her gratitude.
She was too shy to say it directly.
“It’s all thanks to you.”
“You worked hard, sis.”
“It’s because of you that my dormant acting skills were brought out. Honestly, I think the result was beyond my capabilities.”
“Wow, are we going to win some famous film festival?”
“Really? Okay, which one do you like? I like Cannes. Paris is my hometown.”
“Oh, you have big dreams?”
“Heh, I’m quite ambitious.”
Kibele, who was strutting around with her arms crossed like R’lyeh, threw a huge bait.
“Okay, I’m in a good mood! If we win an award at a film festival, I’ll grant you one wish. Anything.”
“Really? You promised?”
“I, Kibele Periwinkle, never go back on my word!”
2.
“But you said that?”
“I was completely drunk back then. A contract made under malicious inducement and a lack of mental capacity can be canceled!”
“What are you talking about? You only had one bottle of champagne that day. And I shared it with you. I didn’t maliciously induce you either?”
“Anyway, it’s invalid!”
Kibele regretted it as she pressed down on her skirt, which was so short that even a slight lift would reveal her butt cheeks.
She shouldn’t have made that promise.
She had clearly forgotten, living only with the innocent boy Shin Siwoo.
This man was not someone to be taken lightly enough to give him a ‘wish-granting ticket.’
If she had, she wouldn’t have been forced to wear this outfit and be subjected to this kind of play.
“It’s nice to see you embarrassed, sis.”
“Are you out of your mind? You want me to go outside in this getup?”
Kibele’s outfit was the epitome of lewdness.
A tight-fitting dress that was indistinguishable from a club dress.
Like the outfits Siwoo often gifted to his lovers, it wasn’t some cheap club dress that was meant to be worn a few times and thrown away.
The material and finish were different.
However, the fact that the bottom was short and the top would reveal her nipples if she didn’t wear a nubra was no different from a club dress.
Moreover, the fabric was unnecessarily good, so the skin that subtly showed through the thin material was so smooth that it could pass for a body stocking.
Kibele liked attention and was confident in her figure and beauty.
Therefore, she had always worn bold outfits like an actress at award ceremonies, but this was on a different level of vulgarity!
On top of that, her panties were thongs that only cut sharply into the crevices.
Wasn’t this just an exhibitionist slut outfit?
“And you’re going to put this inside me? And go for a walk? Eek!”
-Vvvvvvvvv
The remote rotor inside vibrated as soon as Siwoo flipped the button on the round switch.
“Aren’t you going to turn it off?”
Siwoo turned off the switch at Kibele’s fierce glare, but he was grinning.
“How can I resist the outdoor exposure training of the goddess of Cannes?”
Of course, he had no intention of showing her lewd appearance to anyone else.
He was just doing it because her reaction was cute.
If anyone seemed like they were going to see her, he would immediately deploy a distortion field to hide her appearance.
Of course, he would never let her know this fact.
“You! Do you know what happens when a famous actress gets angry? She shits on the bed! She’s going to shit on the bed!”
Kibele screamed, unable to contain her anger.
“You can’t do that. Now, let’s go.”
And so, Kibele’s first heart-pounding outdoor exposure began.
