Chapter 607 – #123_Deneb’S Melancholy (2)
#607
1.
It has been 173 years this year.
That’s how long Deneb Jemena has existed as a witch.
She had achieved much in that time, which could be considered long or short.
Through repeated research, she had pioneered the lofty realm of the 22nd tier.
She not only expanded the magical tool business inherited from her predecessors but also transformed the virtually defunct business of the present world into a leading conglomerate.
In her later years, she took in a bright and adorable apprentice witch, raised her admirably, and was now enjoying a leisurely twilight.
Hers was a life that was an example for witches and envied by many.
Deneb herself took pride in such a life and thought she could proudly boast about it to her predecessor who had passed on the stigma.
But what about now?
“……”
The heart of affection, that is, love.
It is a physiological and natural phenomenon, and at the same time, a beautiful story that deserves the blessings of all.
However, if the object of that affection is the prospective groom of her apprentice witch, who is like a daughter to her, then it becomes a great sin that deserves not blessings but finger-pointing.
Therefore, Deneb tried to hide and conceal her feelings.
She resolved to treat them as if they had never existed.
It was the right thing to do, even for the sake of her beloved twins.
Thus, she originally had no intention of following Siwoo.
At most, she had intended to return his well-laundered clothes and have a conversation.
But her feet would not easily move.
Shin Siwoo would never notice the purpose of the borrowed outer garment for a few days, but Deneb herself knew her sin and shame best.
In the end, she ended up following him to the Yesod Count’s mansion.
There, Deneb saw Siwoo and Count Lucy heading into a room together.
It was needless to say what for.
She had known for quite some time, having heard it vaguely from Albireo.
The Count of Yesod and Siwoo were periodically engaging in relations to study the effects of the stigma.
When she first learned of this fact, Deneb was furious.
But now, she felt a different emotion.
According to Deneb’s assessment, who had become much more honest with her feelings than before, it was jealousy and envy.
Shamelessly, lewdly, and obscenely, just the thought of her son-in-law embracing another woman was enough to make her feel that way.
At the same time, the sudden surge of impulse was equally shameless, lewd, and obscene.
She wanted to see.
If she couldn’t be held in his arms, then at least his firm body.
She wanted to see his naked body having relations with another woman.
“Ah… how sinful…”
Clutching her throbbing chest and sighing, Deneb was conflicted.
The two were already lost in each other.
The music box that played the song of stillness semi-permanently was also Deneb’s creation.
If Deneb were to focus solely on stealth, even if she were hiding in the closet beforehand, there was no chance the two would notice her.
Deneb, who had been pacing back and forth, tightly closed her eyes.
If it was the heavens that had given her such a cruel fate, then they would also forgive this lewd impulse.
With that rationalization, she followed Siwoo and the Count of Yesod, who were disappearing into the distance.
2.
After hesitating, Deneb settled on a spot by the window frame next to the bed.
At the same time, Deneb could not help but be greatly shocked.
This was because the relationship between the two was so different from what Deneb had known.
“Please take it off.”
“…I understand, Mr. Siwoo.”
As soon as Siwoo arrived in the room, he sat on the sofa like a wicked aristocrat.
On the other hand, the Count of Yesod threw off her clothes one by one, like a sex slave purchased by him, or a stripper exposing her body for cheap.
From her fluttering dress to her underwear and garter belt.
Each time she threw off a piece of clothing, the Count of Yesod’s face flushed red.
“Huh?”
She rubbed her eyes, thinking she might have seen wrong, but it was the same.
It was clear who held the upper hand in this situation.
Of course, Deneb had learned from Siwoo that the initiative on the bed was advantageous for men.
Even Deneb herself had lost her composure and panted during their serious encounters, hadn’t she?
But this was before any serious act.
Yet, the Count of Yesod, who had amassed wealth and honor comparable to the Jemena family, was being ordered around with a mere gesture, like a common prostitute.
“I, I’ve taken everything off…”
The Count of Yesod, having finally taken off all her clothes and neatly folded them to one side.
Her face, as well as her chest, was flushed red with shame.
Her soft breasts and erect nipples, her neatly trimmed pubic hair, and her plump buttocks were dizzying to the eye.
Even Deneb, who was of the same sex, could feel a strong sense of maternal love from her beautiful body.
“Come here.”
“Yes, Mr. Siwoo.”
Lucy, who was about to approach hesitantly, was stopped by a fingertip.
“Crawl here. Like a dog.”
“I, I don’t want to… I can’t do that.”
“It seems you’ve forgotten your senses after a long time.”
“No… but…”
His gaze as he looked at Lucy’s reaction was nothing short of cold.
A gaze solely focused on desire.
Even though he had only smelled her scent, Siwoo, who was acting like that, was also very different from the Siwoo that Deneb knew.
“Or, crawl here like a bitch.”
“That’s too much… Mr. Siwoo…”
The Count of Yesod, who had been hesitating, could not overcome Siwoo’s coercion.
She finally knelt down.
The count slowly crawled towards him, swallowing her humiliation.
At that point, what was going through Deneb’s mind was no longer desire.
It was a sense of crisis.
Something was wrong.
It could be seen from the expression of the Count of Yesod, who was soaked in humiliation.
It was hard to see this as a consensual act.
“Don’t use your hands, just use your mouth.”
“Yes, I understand…”
She struggled for a long time, burying her entire face in his crotch, trying to lower the buckle with her teeth.
It was only natural that it would take considerable effort to take out his member from the zipper without using her hands.
“Suck… slurp… chomp…”
The count, who had struggled as if rubbing her entire face against his groin, finally managed to pull out his penis with her tongue and lips, and slowly began to suck on it.
A hand went up to the count’s head, as if praising a well-behaved dog.
“No way…”
Deneb knew that oral sex existed as one of the forms of caress, and she had even received something similar from Siwoo, but she had never even considered doing it the other way around.
This was because Deneb had reigned as a witch for a long time, and in the witch society, where the idea of male inferiority was firmly established, it was a taboo to caress a man’s genitals with one’s mouth.
“Bite deeper.”
“It’s, it’s hard for me to go any further, Mr. Siwoo…”
“It’s okay. You did well before.”
Was that merciless man really that clueless son-in-law?
Was that miserable-looking woman really the elegant Lucy Yesod?
Deneb drew the most plausible conclusion from the unbelievable scene.
This was not an equal relationship.
Perhaps the Count of Yesod was being threatened by her son-in-law.
“But… how…?”
No matter how strong he had become recently, the Count of Yesod was a powerful figure comparable to Jemena.
She couldn’t even imagine what kind of way she was being threatened.
Her head was spinning.
Siwoo was not that kind of person.
But how could she explain the scene before her eyes?
Unless she was being threatened, there was no way a great witch like the Count of Yesod would accept such treatment.
It felt like the ground was collapsing beneath her.
Should she go in now and fix the situation?
What was Shin Siwoo thinking, committing such an act without considering the consequences?
If it had been the old Deneb, she would have felt great anger and disappointment towards Shin Siwoo, and that would have been the end of it.
Perhaps she might have taken matters into her own hands before he became even closer to her twins.
But it was different now.
If her twins had done something bad, Deneb would cover it up no matter how evil the act was.
She would scold them sternly later, reprimand them, and shed tears, but she would work to clean up the mess.
Because she loved her twins more than anything in the world.
And the feelings Deneb felt now, having witnessed Shin Siwoo’s atrocities, were not much different.
Although Shin Siwoo’s actions were unforgivable and she morally condemned them, she was worried about his life coming to an end.
Deneb glanced inside again.
There, she saw Siwoo, who had unbuckled his belt and was holding it like a whip, and the Count of Yesod, who was spreading her legs and exposing her genitals with her buttocks raised.
“I need to re-educate you.”
“Mr. Siwoo, I don’t like being hit. Please, another way… Kyaah!”
The leather belt, swung without yielding to the Count of Yesod’s weak plea, left a red line on her buttocks with a dry sound.
The Count of Yesod’s body trembled violently.
Siwoo’s atrocities were becoming more and more excessive.
“Raise your buttocks properly again.”
“S, Siwoo… this, stop it now… Kyaak!”
-Slap! Slap! Slap!
Confirming her hypothesis, Deneb jumped off the terrace, clutching her pounding heart.
She couldn’t watch any longer.
Surely her twins hadn’t been subjected to such treatment?
No.
Count Albireo had said that she had watched him have relations with the twins, unlike Deneb.
In other words, such a scene had not unfolded for her twins.
Besides, even if her twins were naive, they wouldn’t have been singing “Assistant-nim, Assistant-nim” if they had known his true colors.
Someday, she would tell her twins about this and issue a strict order to stay away from him, but more urgent than that was covering up his sins.
If it was still early, she might be able to fix it.
“Sister, what should I do…”
The first person she thought of in this crisis was her sister, Albireo.
However, Albireo was stricter than Deneb in some ways.
Not only would the twins be isolated, but her sister might even take matters into her own hands with Shin Siwoo.
In that case…
She had to resolve it on her own, without anyone knowing.
Even if everyone else pointed fingers at Shin Siwoo’s wrongdoings and became his enemy.
Even if he received just punishment for the sins he had committed.
Even if she would slap him hard later.
Until the urgent fire was put out.
Until Deneb saved him, as he had done for her.
She would be on his side.
She resolved herself to that.
