City ​​of Witches 43

#42

1.
Odile’s face was flushed, as if it would burst.
It wasn’t the first time the twins had blushed, but this time, the intensity was different.
Odile’s face was so red that she should have been called a red person, not a white one.
After struggling for a while, trying to get up by herself while gripping Siwoo’s shoulder, Odile asked with a face like a well-boiled octopus.
Her voice was so small it was almost inaudible.

“Um, Mr. Assistant… I can’t get up… Help me.”
“Pardon?”
“My legs are weak… I can’t get up, so… help me!”

Siwoo, who had been still savoring the afterglow of the climax, finally came to his senses.

“Ah, yes.”

As Siwoo moved, the object that had been inside her naturally rubbed against her.
Oh, shit.
Even this feels good.
Odile, freed from the strange feeling, was horrified.

“Eek…! Stop moving your dick! It feels weird!”
“I-I’m sorry. I’m not trying to move it.”

Even after having such a pleasurable climax that his head had gone white, Siwoo’s dick was still stiff.
And every time Odile’s butt hole twitched, it moved intermittently, as if asking, ‘What, wanna go again?’
Anyway, it was entirely because Odile’s butt hole felt so good.

“Quickly…! Release the restraints!”

Since Odile had released the restraints, Siwoo grabbed her moon-like buttocks.
The soft flesh of her cheeks felt incredibly smooth, like nothing human, and clung to his palm.
Honestly, he wanted to keep kneading them, but he resisted the temptation and slowly pulled her up.

“Haaah…”

Odile tried to stifle her moan by biting her lip, but it was not a very effective effort.
After all, the pleasure of anal sex is felt more strongly when pulling out than when inserting.
In the end, she trembled and made a strange sound.

“S-slow down a little…”
“I-I am going slowly.”
“Slower!”

Suddenly, a 19+ comedy skit.
Feeling the tenaciousness of the mucous membrane sticking to him until the end, Siwoo finally pulled out his thing.

-Pop!

With a light and cheerful sound, the dick, finally free from Odile, throbbed powerfully, as if regretting the separation.
The back hole, which had been opened to receive the dick, closed neatly as if nothing had happened, returning to its original pretty shape.

The fact that not a single drop of semen leaked out was proof of how excellent her butt hole’s grip was.
Odile, who had been awkwardly straddling Siwoo, finally let out a deep breath as if she had survived.

“Odile…”
“I know! Don’t say anything!”

Odile, forcibly ignoring Siwoo’s presence, picked up the drawers that had fallen on the floor.
The tears welling up in her eyes from shame made it look as if Siwoo had forcibly taken Odile’s virginity, if someone who didn’t know the situation saw it.
The reality was the exact opposite.

“I won’t say anything. I won’t blame you, okay? Just get out of here.”
“I was going to anyway. Is it okay if I don’t take care of Odette?”
“I said I’ll take care of it!”

Fortunately, Odile, who had regained her senses and was overwhelmed with shame, didn’t follow up with an event like unleashing a magical attack.
If it had been the more immature Odette who was left there, wouldn’t the situation have changed?

Siwoo was finally able to escape this terrifying space.
He closed the carriage door and took a breath of fresh air, and his legs gave way.

“Ah… I’m drained.”

It felt like he had just had a dream.
23 years of focusing only on studying, 5 years of struggling to survive as a slave.
Siwoo, who had never had any contact with women, had suddenly lost his virginity without any warning.
And it was with a ridiculously beautiful apprentice witch, and through her butt hole.

“But is this really losing my virginity?”

It was a bit much that his first experience was anal sex, which he had never imagined…
But it felt good.

In Siwoo’s eyes, Odile’s face, still pink and flustered, was floating around, and the sensation of Odile’s hot and tight butt hole was still vivid in his dick inside his pants.
Siwoo, who was about to head straight to the garden, changed his mind and headed to his lodgings.

His erection wouldn’t go down.
He felt like he would be in big trouble if he didn’t come to his senses by taking a cold shower.

2.
“……..”
“……..”

The twins returned to their mansion in Ars Magna Town in the carriage.
They were still in a daze as they were escorted back to their rooms by the maids who had come to greet them at the front gate.

“It’s because of you, sister.”
“It’s because of you.”

The twins, who had been sitting on the bed staring blankly at the same spot for a long time, spoke at the same time.
The moment the silence was broken was like lighting a fuse.
The twins glared at each other.

“If you hadn’t said we should find out what love is, this wouldn’t have happened!”
“But you agreed to it! If you hadn’t doubled the amount of pink moss to enhance the potion’s effect, this wouldn’t have happened! I tried to stop you, but you said, ‘Tsk, you coward Odette, pink moss is an alchemy catalyst, so it’s okay not to stick to the exact amount,’ and insisted!”
“Ugh!”

This time, Odette won by a subtle difference.
As she said, it was Odile who had put all the pink moss she had brought from the Gemini Mountain into the potion to enhance its effect.

“What should I do! I don’t know! I did such a terrible thing to Mr. Assistant!”

Terrible thing.
A memory that naturally came to mind during the argument.
The twins’ faces turned red at the same time.

Eros’s potion was truly vicious.

It would be better if they could just erase the memories cleanly.
Like the whores of the Velvet Brothel clinging to Siwoo, their own actions were being replayed in the twins’ minds with perfect clarity.

“What do we do now… How can I face the assistant in the next class? I must have been crazy… I showed him my naked body… my naked body… my naked body… And I even told him about touching myself while thinking about him… Kyaaaaah!”

Odette screamed, tearing at her hair, but Odile bowed her head even more seriously.

“And on top of that, she’s spouting nonsense about wanting a babyyyy! Uwaaaah! Sis, just kill meee…!”

The day I turned twenty, I received a strange gift.

It was a small, old-fashioned music box. The kind you’d see in an antique shop, with a slightly tarnished brass finish and a lid that opened with a soft click. I didn’t remember buying it, and there was no card attached.

I wound the key on the back, and a delicate melody began to play. It was a tune I’d never heard before, but it felt strangely familiar, like a forgotten dream. As the music filled the room, the air around me shimmered, and a voice whispered in my ear.

“Do you wish to change your life?”

I was startled, of course. I looked around, but there was no one there. I thought I was imagining things, but the voice spoke again.

“If you wish, I can grant you the power to rewrite your past.”

I hesitated. The idea was absurd, impossible. But the voice was so clear, so compelling. And the music box continued to play its haunting melody.

“Who are you?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

“I am the guardian of time,” the voice replied. “And you have been chosen.”

I didn’t know what to believe. But the thought of changing my past, of fixing the mistakes I’d made, was too tempting to ignore.

“What do I have to do?” I asked.

“Simply open the music box and think of the moment you wish to change,” the voice said. “But be warned, every change has a consequence.”

I took a deep breath and opened the lid of the music box. The melody grew louder, and the room began to spin. I closed my eyes and thought of the day my parents died. The day that had changed everything.

When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in my room. I was standing in the middle of a busy street, the air filled with the sounds of car horns and chattering voices. It was the day before the accident.

I had gone back in time.

Besides, even if he’s called an assistant, he’s a slave!

I was a bit surprised when I opened my eyes.

The first thing I saw was a familiar ceiling. It was the ceiling of my room, the one I’d been staring at for the past 20 years.

‘Did I fall asleep?’

I looked around. The familiar desk, the computer, the books piled up like a fortress, and the clothes scattered on the floor. Everything was as it always was.

“What the heck?”

I got up from the bed. My body felt heavy, like I’d been sleeping for a long time. I walked to the mirror.

The face reflected in the mirror was definitely mine. The messy hair, the tired eyes, and the pale skin. It was the face of a typical shut-in.

‘This is definitely my room.’

I pinched my cheek. It hurt. This wasn’t a dream.

Then, I noticed something strange.

My hair was longer than usual. It was so long it reached my shoulders.

‘When did my hair get this long?’

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d cut my hair. I usually just let it grow. But this was too long.

I looked at my hands. They were smaller than I remembered. My fingers were thin and delicate.

‘What’s going on?’

I looked at my reflection again. The face in the mirror was definitely mine, but it looked younger. Like I was in my early twenties.

I was 30 years old.

‘Did I go back in time?’

I couldn’t think of any other explanation. I must have somehow gone back in time.

I walked to my desk and turned on the computer. The date on the screen was 2013.

‘I really did go back in time.’

I felt a strange mix of excitement and anxiety. I had a chance to start over. I could fix all the mistakes I’d made.

But I also felt a sense of unease. I didn’t know why I’d gone back in time, or what I was supposed to do.

I opened my browser and searched for ‘time travel’. Of course, there was nothing useful.

I sighed and leaned back in my chair.

‘First, I need to figure out what’s going on.’

I decided to go outside. I hadn’t left my room in a long time.

I opened the door and stepped out. The hallway was the same as always. The walls were a bit dirty, and the carpet was worn.

I walked to the front door and opened it. The outside world was bright and noisy.

I took a deep breath. The air felt fresh and clean.

I walked down the street. Everything looked the same as I remembered. The buildings, the cars, the people.

But there was something different. It was like the world was more vibrant, more alive.

I felt a strange sense of freedom. I was no longer trapped in my room. I could go anywhere, do anything.

I walked to the park. It was a place I used to visit often when I was younger.

I sat on a bench and watched the people go by. There were families, couples, and students.

I felt a pang of loneliness. I had no friends, no family. I was all alone.

But I also felt a sense of hope. I had a chance to change my life. I could make new friends, find love, and achieve my dreams.

I closed my eyes and took another deep breath.

‘I’m going to make the most of this second chance.’

I opened my eyes and smiled.

I was ready to start my new life.

Odette….

Odette, who had been pouting, stopped her grumbling at Odile’s serious tone.
However, she couldn’t help but speak sharply, as her lingering annoyance hadn’t completely melted away.

“What? I’m seriously serious too, you know? It’s weird that I’m not writing my will right now!”
“I became one with Assistant Jo.”

His rough pulse could be felt within her body.
She had also received his hot bodily fluids inside her.
Odette covered her gaping mouth as if recalling the scene she had fainted at.
It seemed to be such a shocking memory that it had been deeply sealed away.

“…Right, that happened…?”
“It really felt like we became one. Is that really love…?”
“Are you not hurting behind that woman? Are you okay…?”

“I’m okay now.”
“Were you hurting earlier? What did it feel like? And where on earth did you learn such a scandalous thing? It wasn’t in any of the books!”
“If I tell you, will you tell me too?”
“Yes.”
“We need to explore love, so I’m making an exception for you.”
“Okay, we’re not going to tease each other about this, right?”

Odette held out her pinky, and Odile hooked hers around it.

“I promised.”
“I promise too.”

Odile began to recount the earlier memory, which had been as hot and complex as a lava flow.

“I don’t know, I don’t remember it well. I think it felt really good. Hot, and it felt like your heart was beating through my body…”

Odile’s knees pressed together.
Just thinking about it made her lower abdomen feel tingly.
Odette nodded her head vigorously.
The twins, who had somehow turned into kids secretly watching porn together, shared their experiences.

The day I turned twenty, I received a strange text message.

[Congratulations on your twentieth birthday! As a gift, we have activated your special ability.]

[Ability: ‘Save.’]

[You can save your current state. You can return to the saved state at any time.]

What kind of prank is this?

I looked around. I was in my room, as usual. The messy desk, the clothes scattered on the floor, the half-eaten ramen on the table. It was my everyday life.

I tried to ignore the message and went back to playing the game I had been enjoying. But the message kept bothering me.

‘Save,’ huh?

I thought about it for a moment and then, just for fun, I tried saying, “Save.”

[Current state saved.]

A mechanical voice echoed in my head. It was so realistic that I was a little surprised.

“What the heck?”

I tried saying it again. “Save.”

[Current state saved.]

The same mechanical voice echoed. It was definitely not a hallucination.

“This is… real?”

I was skeptical, but I decided to test it out. I picked up the half-eaten ramen and threw it on the floor. Then, I said, “Load.”

[Loading saved state.]

The mechanical voice echoed again, and the ramen that had been on the floor was back on the table, half-eaten as before.

“Wow…”

I was speechless. This was definitely not normal. I tried saving and loading a few more times, and each time, the state returned to exactly how it was when I saved.

“This is insane.”

I had gained a special ability on my twentieth birthday. It was an ability that could turn back time.

I was excited. I had always wanted to have a special ability. I had always dreamed of being a protagonist in a fantasy novel. And now, that dream had come true.

“Okay, let’s try something more interesting.”

I decided to go out. I saved my current state and left the house. I walked around the neighborhood, trying to find something interesting to do.

I saw a group of kids playing soccer in the park. I watched them for a while, and then, I decided to join in.

I wasn’t very good at soccer, but I had fun playing with the kids. After a while, I got tired and decided to go home.

But then, I had an idea. I could use my ability to become a soccer prodigy.

I saved my current state and went back to the park. I played soccer with the kids again, but this time, I focused on learning. I watched how they moved, how they kicked the ball, and how they passed.

Every time I made a mistake, I loaded my saved state and tried again. I repeated this process countless times, and slowly, I started to improve.

After a few hours, I was able to play soccer much better than before. I was even able to score a few goals.

The kids were amazed. They had never seen anyone improve so quickly.

I smiled. This was just the beginning. I could use my ability to become the best at anything.

I went home, feeling excited and confident. I had a special ability, and I was going to use it to the fullest.

But then, I realized something. I had been so focused on using my ability that I hadn’t thought about the consequences.

What if someone found out about my ability? What if someone tried to take it away from me?

I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine. I had to be careful. I couldn’t let anyone know about my ability.

I decided to keep my ability a secret. I would only use it when I was alone, and I would never tell anyone about it.

I went to bed that night, feeling both excited and anxious. I had a special ability, but I also had a secret to keep.

I didn’t know what the future held, but I knew one thing for sure: my life would never be the same again.

I was born in a small, remote village.

The village was so small that it wasn’t even marked on the map. It was a place where time seemed to flow slower than anywhere else. The houses were all old and worn, and the villagers lived simple, quiet lives.

My family was no different. My father was a farmer, and my mother was a housewife. They were both kind and gentle people, and they loved me very much.

I grew up in this peaceful village, surrounded by nature. I spent my days playing in the fields, swimming in the river, and exploring the forest. I loved the freedom and the beauty of the natural world.

But as I grew older, I began to feel a sense of unease. I felt like I was different from the other children in the village. I was more curious, more inquisitive, and more restless. I wanted to see the world beyond the village, to learn about new things, and to experience new adventures.

One day, I decided to leave the village. I packed my bags, said goodbye to my family, and set off on my journey.

I didn’t know where I was going, but I was determined to find my own path. I traveled for days, weeks, and months. I met all sorts of people, saw all sorts of places, and learned all sorts of things.

I learned about the world, about myself, and about the meaning of life. I realized that the world was much bigger and more complex than I had ever imagined.

I also realized that I was not alone. There were other people in the world who were just like me, people who were curious, inquisitive, and restless.

I found my place in the world, and I was finally happy.

But I never forgot my roots. I always remembered the small, remote village where I was born. It was the place that had shaped me into the person I am today.

And I knew that one day, I would return to that village.

The feeling itself was good.

It was such a huge stimulation for the twins, who didn’t even know that sexual pleasure existed.

“I wanted to keep being held like this and wanted the assistant’s baby. Why was that?”
“You said it was because you didn’t want to be taken from me.”
“You always take what I like, so I didn’t want to lose it.”

Odette grumbled.

It’s almost like sharing everything so openly makes the embarrassment a little less.
From the start, things went a bit awry, but wasn’t the whole point of preparing Eros’s potion to gain new ‘information about love’?

“I agree on that point. As soon as I thought the assistant wouldn’t be hanging out with us anymore, I felt like someone was taking him away. That’s why I didn’t want to just let him go.”
“What… what did it feel like when it went in? Was it similar to going to the bathroom? It’s been so long since I went to the bathroom, I can’t really remember.”
“Um… it’s completely different. It hurt a lot more, probably because it was so big. But after a little while, I felt like my body was floating.”
“I, I actually felt that way too once.”

After a few more exchanges, the twins suddenly fell silent.
They felt a strange familiarity in each other’s words.

“Sister.”
“Yeah?”
“Aren’t our reactions too similar?”
“I was just thinking that.”

They are two halves of the same mark.
Moreover, they are twins with the same magic pattern.
Even if their ways of thinking and thought structures are slightly different, it was highly likely that the potion would have a very similar effect on them.

“Let’s experiment one more time. How much potion is left?”
“Are you crazy? You want us to do that embarrassing thing again?”
“No! I would never do it!”

Odette crossed her arms, making a big X to show her denial.
Odile took out the remaining bottle and swirled it around.

“There’s about three doses left.”
“Sister, this is a really fun idea, but… how about we try giving it to Professor Amelia?”
“What?!!!”

Odile’s shocked cry echoed loudly in the room, and Odette shushed her to calm her down.

“We have three doses left anyway, it’s a waste to just throw it away. And the professor often comes to class with the assistant, so it’ll be easy to meet the condition of seeing them within 10 seconds.”
“No way! This is on a whole different level than just playing a prank on the professor by switching things around.”
“What’s the difference? Honestly, you’re curious too, aren’t you?”

Reason was screaming no, but Odile’s mind was already picturing Amelia.
Cold, aloof, always with her arms crossed like an ice statue, and throwing out monstrous homework assignments, Associate Professor Amelia.
What would happen if that Amelia fell in love?

Would she cling to him and rush into his arms like they did?
It seems like the effects of the potion vary from person to person, and the impact is different too.
A forbidden curiosity was growing rapidly.

“Wouldn’t she block it with her self-defense or notice it?”
“Don’t worry, sister. This is a ‘potion’, after all.”

According to the classification, the Eros potion that Odile and Odette made is a kind of buff potion.
It’s a type of stimulant that dopes positive emotions like love and removes hesitation.
It’s unlikely that self-defense would be triggered since it’s not classified as a poison.

Once the rationalization that it wasn’t a particularly bad thing if self-defense allowed it was added, Odile began to draw up a plan in her head.

“Odette, what are we going to do if we get caught?”
“We’ll get scolded. Like we always have.”

What would happen if that stern Professor Amelia got truly angry?
Just imagining it made Odile shudder.
But her curiosity was growing even more.