Chapter 384 – #82_Night Of Delusion (5)
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1.
When did it start?
I wanted to chase after Diana, who had escaped over the railing like a sloth, and offer an explanation, or a clarification, or an excuse.
But I had to deal with the immediate problem first.
I couldn’t just leave the Count, who was completely out of it.
“Haa…”
It was embarrassing, but surprisingly, it had happened a few times before.
Nothing much had happened after that.
I guess this is just my fate.
Sighing, Siwoo walked around the room to clean up.
For some reason, every room on this floor was a bedroom.
That meant that there was no separate hallway, and after passing through the main hall in front of the stairs, the different bedrooms were intertwined like a maze.
Each bedroom had a different interior design and bed shape, which was a little impressive.
I filled a tub with warm water in one of the bathrooms in between the bedrooms, soaked a towel, and carefully wiped the Count’s body.
The Count’s soft and supple body.
I thought I had calmed down, but just wiping her was making it hard to hold back my erection.
I couldn’t believe that I had pounded my seed into that beautiful body, spanking her ass.
“Hmm… hmm…”
I cleaned up the semen diluted in the vaginal fluids flowing between her legs and moved her to another bedroom.
The Count’s eyelids fluttered, revealing her beautiful amethyst eyes.
“Oh, Siwoo…?”
“You’re awake.”
She blinked her eyes, then realized she was naked in my arms and quickly covered herself with the blanket.
“When… when did I…? Ah…”
And then, as if remembering what had happened last night, her face turned as red as a persimmon.
Siwoo also felt awkward and covered his lower body with the blanket.
Come to think of it, he had been so focused on taking care of the Count that he was still only wearing his underwear.
“……”
“……”
The Count, embarrassed while clutching the blanket, and Siwoo, awkwardly holding the towel.
The night of madness had vanished in the sunlight, leaving only an awkward man and woman.
The Count’s eyes, which had been rolling around, turned to the towel in Siwoo’s hand.
“Did… did you wipe me down, Siwoo?”
“Yes, I did.”
I was just frozen, wondering if I should tell her that Diana had been peeking…
It seemed that the Count had interpreted my behavior in a slightly different way.
Hesitantly, Countess Yesod slowly lowered the arm that had been clutching the blanket.
She looked as if she was very relieved.
“Siwoo, you’re a completely different person in the daytime than you are at night.”
The Count glanced at me seductively.
Siwoo cleared his throat.
I had gotten too caught up in the mood and had done all sorts of perverted things, so I couldn’t help but feel ashamed at the belated criticism.
“I thought I was going to be eaten alive, you know? And my butt is so sore.”
Ah.
Siwoo realized that the Count’s attempt to tease him in her usual way was a disguise.
Because her moist gaze was trying to avoid meeting Siwoo’s eyes.
And what about the blush on her cheeks?
She was trying to tease Siwoo because she was reminded of what had happened yesterday and was too embarrassed.
It was a very easy disguise to see through.
“Shall we take a look?”
“Kya…!”
When Siwoo pretended to lift the blanket, the Count screamed and cowered.
The Count belatedly noticed Siwoo’s smiling face and became angry.
“Siwoo! Don’t joke around! I’m going to get mad!”
Countess.
You’re cute.
“Countess, you’re much cuter than you look.”
“Cute? Ha…! Siwoo, it’s fine that you’re comfortable with me, but I’m still a Countess of Gehenna. I’d appreciate it if you could at least observe the minimum level of respect and etiquette.”
The Count declared, frowning sternly.
“You’re not really angry, are you…?”
“I am angry. Very angry. It hurt so much.”
“You liked it. You’re just embarrassed now that you think about it again… Ack!”
“Seriously…”
Siwoo screamed as the Count pinched the inside of his thigh.
She had pinched him hard enough to leave a bruise, without any mercy.
The Count, who had been smiling at Siwoo, gave an order.
“Siwoo, I need to get dressed, so could you turn around for a moment?”
-Rustle!
The sound of the blanket being pulled away was heard, and the closet door nearby opened on its own, and underwear and clothes flew out.
When I heard the signal that it was okay, I turned around and saw the Countess, who was already fully dressed, sitting on the bed with her legs crossed.
She was wearing the same formal yet sexy outfit as before, but the feeling was completely different.
Siwoo, who knew her naked body inside and out, found that the clothes that awkwardly covered her body stimulated his imagination even more.
“Would you like to have breakfast before you go?”
“Is that okay?”
“Of course. You’re a guest of our family.”
While they were having a trivial conversation, the Count, who had brushed her hair up, had even finished her light makeup.
She had just put on her clothes, roughly brushed her hair, and put something on her lips, but she had instantly returned to her usual Countess self.
It was as if she had even tidied up her mind.
“Please.”
“It would be an honor.”
The Count gently extended her hand, showing the back of it.
It seemed that she wanted to be escorted.
Siwoo took her long fingers as if placing them on top of his and walked with her to the dining room.
He knew the way since he had eaten with Diana and her before.
They walked down the hallway together without saying a word, and Siwoo glanced at the Count out of the corner of his eye.
A mature appearance and atmosphere that was completely different from the hot night and this early morning.
Should I call it a mature attitude?
It was as if she was saying that the memories of the night were buried that day, and she didn’t seem to care much.
Siwoo, who had expected them to be a little awkward with each other, was surprised by her nonchalant attitude.
“……”
Then, the Count, who was also glancing sideways, met his eyes.
Siwoo was startled and cleared his throat.
“Ahem…”
The Count also quickly averted her eyes and cleared her throat.
“Ahem, ahem…”
I guess not.
I had been mistaken in thinking that she had really washed it all away because the Count was acting so nonchalantly.
Strictly speaking, she was usually busy teasing Siwoo with all sorts of small talk.
In other words, the strange silence earlier was different from usual.
“Siwoo, it’s not polite to glance at a lady’s profile.”
“Weren’t you looking at me too, Countess?”
“I could feel your gaze from the side, you know? I was just curious about what you were staring at so intently.”
“I see… I’m sorry. You’re so different from yesterday. Ack! Don’t keep pinching me!”
“From now on, talking about yesterday is forbidden. Do you understand?”
“Yes…”
The Count pinched his side hard.
If this was also a kind of physical contact, then I could say that the distance between us had narrowed a little.
The morning sun was shining pleasantly in the hallway.
When they entered the shade where the cloister and the hallway connected.
The Count suddenly stopped.
“What’s wrong?”
“Siwoo.”
Turning to face Siwoo, the Count opened her mouth, her red, plump lips moving.
“I’m a little busy today. Of course, I’ve set aside time for your tutoring.”
“Yes.”
“Actually, I don’t even have much time for breakfast.”
“I see.”
It was an unexpected topic to come from the person who had suggested eating first.
“You know? Spiritual beings don’t really need to replenish their nutrients through meals. The act of eating breakfast itself is not necessarily necessary, but rather a way to set a daily routine… in a way, it’s a ritualistic act. The same goes for dinner and sleep.”
“Is that so?”
The conversation was becoming more and more confusing.
It didn’t seem like a conversation that was important enough to be standing idly in the hallway for…
“So, I was wondering if it was really necessary to eat…”
Ah.
I get it.
“I have about two hours before I have to go to work… Is there anything fun we can do in that time?”
The Count glanced up slightly, looking as if she was trying to read my mind.
The disguise from before was gone.
There was only a mama standing there, exuding a more seductive scent than before.
I was already dying of anxiety because Diana had seen us.
I hadn’t even told the Count about it.
And I hadn’t even inhaled her scent deeply.
If I gave in again here, I wouldn’t be a human, but just a dog in heat.
A soft hand reached out and touched Siwoo’s chest.
The Count pushed Siwoo against the wall and whispered in his ear, standing on tiptoe.
“Siwoo, I think I left something in the bedroom.”
Her breath tickled my ear every time her lips moved.
“Will you help me find it?”
“Countess, I’m a dog in heat.”
“Oh my?”
Siwoo picked up the Count and ran to the bedroom.
2.
“What should I do… what should I do… what should I do…”
Diana, who had returned to her bedroom, couldn’t sleep and kept repeating “What should I do” like a mantra until the afternoon.
This is a big problem.
This is a big problem.
This is the biggest obstacle in Diana Yesod’s life as a novice witch.
Why did I have to get caught by him there?
Of course, since it was after I had successfully finished my first masturbation, it wasn’t the scene itself that I had been caught in.
If that had been the case, I would have just jumped off the terrace, no joke.
The fact that I was caught peeking at my mother’s secret rendezvous.
And that I was caught after going over the terrace and watching with a fixed gaze.
That was the biggest problem.
The annoyance and anger I had felt for my mother, who was trying to monopolize Shin Siwoo, had long since faded.
Originally, a person’s emotions tend to stem from the most significant event in the current episode.
The feeling of jealousy had turned into a strong sense of guilt and a thrilling sexual curiosity the moment I peeked at the rendezvous scene.
And after meeting Shin Siwoo’s eyes, it turned into embarrassment and a desperate desire to somehow smooth over the situation.
But it didn’t stop there, and a flood of memories came to mind.
Shin Siwoo’s muscular, firm naked body and my mother’s moans, her shameful behavior.
And the shadow of the male member that pierced between her legs like a spear, the first orgasm I had ever felt.
Diana felt dizzy, as if she was drunk, from the chemical and electrical reactions that were saturating her brain.
It was as if about 50 small Dianas had started talking at once in her head.
If I were to list the thoughts that came to mind in the blink of an eye as a stream of consciousness…
My mother can’t find out. A huge penis. Is it okay to just put it in like that? I can’t believe my mother likes it so much… What does it feel like? Could it be that my mother already noticed? Why did I have to get caught at that exact moment… I’m doomed… How can I look him in the face… It felt so good just from a light touch… A novice witch should definitely stay away from men! What if he uses this as an excuse… I definitely don’t want my mother to know…
Whisper, whisper.
This and that.
Diana’s eyes were spinning from the endless internal debate.
A cold knock cut through the confusion like a knife.
-Knock knock
“Miss Diana, it’s Shin Siwoo.”
