City ​​of Witches 606

Chapter 606 – #123_Deneb’S Melancholy

#606
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Three days had passed since returning to Gehenna.

“Whoa, my legs are shaking…”

The first night, I fell asleep and it passed peacefully, but from the next day, the tables turned.
A cozy date time, taking turns with Sharon, Amelia, and my teacher.
After that, we had passionate sex.

I had to release the lust that had built up from being apart for three months…
Even Siwoo, who was a spirit body and had near-perfect physical conditions, felt the expression ‘drained’ was real.

Just this morning, after breakfast, I spent time with my teacher, who had approached me hesitantly.

Of course, regardless of stamina issues, it was an excessively happy time.
Even now, I often find myself thinking, ‘Is it okay to be this happy?’

Each one is a peerless beauty with a unique charm, and a femme fatale, and they only look at Siwoo.
I make a resolution to live even harder to reciprocate that love.

“Siwoo, the virgin solo. You’ve made it.”
“What are you muttering to yourself since a while ago?”
“It’s nothing.”
“What a frivolous man.”

Anyway, we’ve had a deep reunion, so no matter how happy the time is, I can’t just stay there.

There are still problems to solve.
First, I took Llyue to the Yesod Count’s estate.

“Siwoo, it’s been a while.”

Countess Yesod, who had been notified in advance, greeted me, slightly spreading the ends of her dress.
Like Count Geminai, she had an elegant dignity that personified the word ‘noblewoman.’

However, while Count Geminai felt like a northern European aristocrat where sleet falls for half the year, Countess Yesod had a strong feeling of a flamboyant southern aristocrat.
I’m not a history major, so I don’t know the historical accuracy, but that’s roughly the feeling.

“Hello, Countess. How have you been?”
“I’ve been well since I heard that you returned safely, Siwoo.”
“I’m sorry for causing you concern. I heard you supported the search with funds.”
“Hehe, of course, I had to. You have to be here so that our cutest and most lovable little angel can continue to have her mark even after inheriting it.”

Despite the unexpected reunion, Lucy Yesod maintained her composure.
I had even expected her to hug me like a little mother-in-law.

Well, her safety was practically confirmed a month ago, and I visited her three days after returning to Gehenna.
She must have finished organizing her thoughts in her own way.

“I’m sorry for not visiting you sooner. That…”
“You must have been busy with your girlfriends, right? Somehow, saying this… it really feels like I’ve become your affair partner, hehe.”
“Ugh…”

Countess Lucy poked at a sore spot.
In fact, she was in a slightly strange position.

Although we had a relationship and agreed to research based on the premise of a future relationship, she was more like an affair partner than a lover, as she said.

She herself seemed satisfied with that position, so I didn’t show it, but I couldn’t help but feel a pang of conscience.
The Countess, who had walked over with a click-clack, whispered softly in my ear.

“Oh my, Siwoo. You don’t have to make that face. It’s a secret, but that kind of treatment also makes me secretly excited.”

Her demure appearance from just now was gone, and her voice was seductive, dripping down my ear.
Just her voice alone could make my almost dead dick twitch.
It was a technique worthy of a femme fatale.

“Woah… you’re still the same…”
“Still attractive, right?”

Such a femme fatale, yet when she gets into bed, she’s an obscene Countess who repeats ‘I think I’m going to cum!’ and spews out her juices.
I’m sorry, but recalling that gap after a long time makes me feel like I’m getting an erection, despite my guilt.

“Anyway, let’s talk about that later. Hello? I’m Lucy Yesod. Is the person next to you the Witch of the Deep Sea?”
“Hmm.”

Llyue, who had been watching the two of us blankly, poked Siwoo.

“That’s right. This person is the ancient witch who has been feared since ancient times, the legitimate successor of Shalit Nukelavi, who was worshiped as the mother of the sea. She rules over the deep sea, and is the queen of the great Nukelavi dynasty, with no one higher in heaven and earth. She watches over all people and sinks those who oppose her, Llyue Nukelavi.”

It was an introduction that I had memorized, claiming that it was more dignified to have someone else say it than to say it myself.
Llyue raised her chin and curled up the corners of her mouth with a 100% satisfied expression.

I did it because I was told to, but I’m very curious about the Countess’s reaction.
How will Countess Yesod react to Llyue’s silliness, which even made Albireo flustered?

“Oh my, what a romantic witch. The young witches these days don’t have that kind of romance, you know?”

Perhaps because she originally writes novels as a hobby, she accepted it surprisingly naturally.
It was only natural that Llyue was delighted by the first response she had received in Gehenna.

“Ho, romance… Lucy Yesod, was it? You’re a witch who knows a thing or two. You’re very different from the Gehenna bumpkins I’ve met so far.”
“Of course, if we ever need to rely on each other in the future, please take care of me.”
“Of course. I will not forget the courtesy you have shown me.”
“Yes, yes, then would you please follow this attendant’s guidance?”
“I understand. Siwoo, don’t cause any trouble and wait quietly.”
“Yes, have a good time.”

Llyue, deeply moved, waved her arms vigorously and followed the attendant.

“I’m already ashamed that you helped with the search, but you’re even helping with the treatment. Thank you.”

It wasn’t for nothing that I brought Llyue to the Yesod Count’s estate.
The core of Llyue’s damaged magic circuit.
It was to help accelerate its healing.

Of course, according to Dorothy, it would heal naturally, but it would take quite a while.
Also, the possibility of aftereffects could not be completely ruled out.

Before starting to raise funds in earnest, I planned to help Llyue fully recover, even if it wasn’t a trial, so I received help from Countess Yesod.

It was called herbal bath therapy.

The herbal bath therapy, which uses herbs taken from Latifundium, the largest producer of magical crops, and turns them into bath salts through alchemy, and then generously pours them into hot spring water, is one of the specialties of the Levana Grand Bathhouse.

The problem is that this is a service that even members of the Grand Bathhouse have to pay extra for, and it’s so expensive that Siwoo can’t afford it.

It costs one luxury limousine for each bath, three times a day, so it was definitely a price that would make even a decent witch shake her head.

Fortunately, Countess Yesod, who had heard the situation, readily promised her help.
I guess this is the power of connections.

“If it’s Siwoo’s request, of course, I have to help. Besides, the Witch of the Deep Sea is a noble person enough to build a relationship with. More than that…”

I saw Countess Yesod lick her lips for a moment.
Her amber eyes, which seemed to say ‘handling a nuisance’ when she sent Llyue away, were not a mistake.
She walked over lightly and naturally wrapped her hand around my waist.

“Really, Siwoo, you’re so bad. How can you make people worry like this?”

Not only that, but she leaned her cheek against my chest and rubbed her cheek against me.
It seemed that she had only appeared to have finished organizing her emotions because Llyue was next to her.
Seeing her hug me as fiercely as Deneb, it was clear.

“Are you the type who gets bored to death if there isn’t an incident every three months?”
“No, it’s not like that.”
“Hehe, when you’re young, everything is a good experience. I used to cause a lot of trouble when I was young.”
“You, Countess?”

The cozy scent of powder wafting from her skin.
Countess Mama Yesod, teasing me with a smile.

“Of course, it was when I was in my prime. I used to pick fights with every witch who looked a little strong.”

I can’t imagine it at all.
Countess Yesod, who has always shown herself to be a lady of the boudoir, had such a past.
I suddenly became curious and asked.

“By any chance, what was Count Geminai like around that time?”
“The two of them were terrifying too. Ah, I’m not trying to slander them. It’s just a story from over a hundred years ago.”
“I know. She’s also my mother-in-law, so I was curious.”

Yesod, with her finger under her chin, thought for a moment.
She seemed to be enjoying recalling the old days, and a faint nostalgia lingered.

“Hmm… In my personal opinion, they were like runaway horses. The two of them went around destroying all the public enterprises, recklessly pushing forward with very risky mergers and acquisitions, and if they were even slightly displeased, they would challenge any witch in Gehenna to an impromptu duel. Oh? You don’t seem as surprised as I thought?”

Siwoo smiled bitterly.

“Well, I had a rough idea. Both of them are scary.”

Recently, my little mother-in-law has become somewhat affectionate, but my big mother-in-law is still scary.

“Is that so? They’re very, very gentle now. When I see what you do, I wonder how Count Geminai is keeping you alive?”
“Don’t say that. It’s scary.”
“Isn’t it half self-inflicted? You do bad things with me like this.”
“Bad things? Isn’t it for research purposes?”

As I was saying things that pricked my conscience, Countess Yesod covered her mouth and laughed.
Well, if I think about the things I did while having a relationship with her, it’s understandable that she would laugh like that.

“Then… let’s stop the small talk here, Siwoo?”

Lucy Mama, subtly pulling my arm.
The technique of naturally inserting her arm between my chest was one of the techniques that made me excited no matter how many times it happened.

Unlike her appearance, Yesod, who had the strongest masochistic tendencies of anyone I had met so far, had a strange wavelength that matched well with Siwoo.

Rather than talking about sexual compatibility, it meant that we knew exactly what each other wanted, so I didn’t have to worry about ‘Am I forcing myself even though I don’t like this?’

For example, when doing role-playing with other lovers, I had to be careful and adjust to make sure it wasn’t too excessive.
In fact, I had almost seriously hurt Llyue once.

“We’re doing bad things again today, right?”

Countess Yesod, provoking me as if gently stimulating my sense of depravity and conquest.
Not stopping there, she pressed her head close to Siwoo’s lips.

“Will you take it? My… scent.”
“Huh? Then…”

At that moment, when I was about to warn her that I might lose my reason and do it fiercely.
I realized that it was meaningless.
There was no way that she, who was so intelligent, would have forgotten such an important fact.

Indeed, she was a charming Countess in many ways.

Siwoo boldly hugged the Countess’s shoulders and explored her scent.
Around that time, there was someone watching from afar.

“…Siwoo.”

It was Deneb Geminai, who had secretly followed Siwoo.