City ​​of Witches 612

Chapter 612 – #123_Deneb’S Melancholy (7)

#612

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Siwoo was startled as he followed Count Yesod inside.

“Siwoo.”

It was the bedroom where he had always engaged in passionate affairs with Yesod’s Madam.
Deneb was there, looking surprised.
Siwoo looked at Lucy with a bewildered gaze.

“What’s going on?”

According to her, what was needed for the research on the imprint succession was a ‘witch with an apprentice witch.’
In fact, Deneb was the first person who came to mind when he heard that.
They had already been intimate once, and she was the only witch among those Siwoo had been with who had bestowed a vessel upon him.

However, there was a reason why he hadn’t told Lucy about Deneb’s existence.
Deneb was, no matter what, the twins’ mother, and to Siwoo, she was his little mother-in-law.

Although the situation had been unavoidable, they had once been belly-to-belly in a fish tank.
And they had even crossed the line and engaged in raunchy sex.

But those events were buried in the fish tank and were supposed to be kept secret. Asking Deneb for such a favor was problematic in many ways.

“Deneb agreed to cooperate.”

Lucy said, pointing to Deneb as if it were nothing.
Was this something that had been agreed upon beforehand?

That was impossible.
There was no way his little mother-in-law would agree to such a thing.

“She’s a witch with an apprentice witch, just like me, and she’s already been intimate with Siwoo, right? There’s no one more suitable.”

But looking at Deneb, who was sitting quietly, it seemed like the story had been discussed.
It even seemed like Count Yesod knew about what had happened in the fish tank.

Siwoo immediately expressed his disapproval.
This wasn’t a matter of samples or anything like that.
It was a problem that came before that.

“Suitable person? Count Yesod, I don’t think this is right.”
“Huh? Why not?”
“Why not? Deneb is my little mother-in-law. We had to be intimate back then for magic supply, but… it’s not like that now.”

How did the story end up like this?
Why was Deneb, who seemed like the last person who would be involved in such a thing, sitting here quietly?

Was she perhaps helping with the experiment to pass on the imprint to Odile and Odette in the same way?
Just as he was reaching a somewhat reasonable conclusion, Deneb stood up.

“I told you, Siwoo would refuse.”

Her cold tone and gaze were directed at Lucy.

“Count Lucy. I know you’re impatient, but I can’t grant such a ridiculous request.”
“…A promise is a promise, so there’s no helping it.”
“I’ll be going now. Siwoo, you did well. Finish the research well and don’t come too late.”

Deneb patted Siwoo’s shoulder and left abruptly.

It felt like everything had ended in a flash.
Lucy couldn’t stop Deneb from leaving, and Deneb didn’t look back once as she left the room.

“What the…”

If he had said, ‘Great! Research sex with my mother-in-law is the best!’ would he have been severely reprimanded?
Probably.
He would have been immediately dragged by the ear and scolded by Count Albireo along with Siwoo.

“What was that?”

He asked, bewildered by the happening that had ended in less than a minute.
Count Yesod sighed, looking embarrassed.

“Well… I’m sorry for not asking for Siwoo’s opinion. I did beg Deneb to promise to help with the research.”

Combining his little mother-in-law’s reaction and lines, he could roughly picture what had happened.
Count Yesod, who was probably in a hurry, had earnestly asked Deneb.

Judging by her cold demeanor, she must have been bothered more than once, and she must have eventually presented a condition.

‘If Siwoo is asked and is troubled, I will not accept it.’

Siwoo, who felt sorry for the twins, was obviously uncomfortable with the situation and refused, and Deneb left.
That was probably the picture.

“I wish you wouldn’t do this in the future. At least ask for my opinion.”

From his position, where he had been dragged into this arbitrarily, he couldn’t help but complain.
He knew her feelings for Diana were special, but she should at least consider the relationships of the people around her.

“I’m sorry.”
“It’s not something you need to apologize for. By the way, wasn’t it necessary to have a sample from someone else?”
“Even if it takes a little longer, we’ll have to find a detour.”

He swallowed the words that she shouldn’t create such a difficult situation if they could use a detour.

“……”

But seeing the Count looking so dejected, he felt a little sorry for her.

Except when she showed her lewd side in bed, Count Yesod was a very reasonable person.
If she was making such an unreasonable request, how impatient must she have been?

Lucy’s love for Diana was truly on an enormous level.

As a way of comforting her, he gently placed his hand on the Count’s shoulder and hugged her lightly.
Today, the strong scent of her perfume tickled his nose.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be of help. If there’s any other way I can help, I’ll do it.”
“I, I’m sorry. I really am, Siwoo.”
“No, it’s okay, I told you.”

The Count’s shoulders were stiff as if she was moved.
He hugged her gently and asked.

“So, is the research over for today?”
“Ah, no…! Well… that…”

He could feel her agitation.
She had almost recklessly pushed for a dangerous one-night stand, but she must have come to her senses now.

Although Count Yesod and Siwoo’s relationship was for ‘research,’ her reactions in bed were not just those of someone burning with academic curiosity.

Their meeting, which she had been looking forward to for a week, was about to be ruined, and she was probably at a loss since the blame was on him.
Her appearance was so cute that he couldn’t help but tease her.

“It’s… still a little lacking.”
“What is?”
“…Re, research samples…”

Count Yesod mumbled, looking down and making excuses.

“Are you lying?”
“I’m not lying…?”

She looked so cute as she struggled to argue, so he grabbed her by the nape of her neck and kissed her.
The stray hairs that hadn’t been properly styled tickled his palm, and their tongues intertwined between her plump, moist lips.

“Hup! Chuuup…. Chuuuup….”

The Count was startled by the sudden kiss and flinched, but soon melted and leaned into Siwoo.
She gripped Siwoo’s forearm tightly and kissed him obediently.

As expected, the Count wanted to do it even if it wasn’t for research.
This gap was truly lovely.

“Churup…. Jjuup….”

Unlike usual, her kiss was timid, perhaps because of the mistake she had made earlier.

Until now, her sex with him had felt like a strong collision of strong desires, but today, it felt like he was violating a reserved noblewoman.

He hadn’t even fully inhaled her scent yet, but his already fully erect cock was pressing against her lower abdomen.

“Haa…. Haa… Si, Siwoo…”

The kiss ended, and he stepped back for a moment to observe her.
Her eyes were moist.
Today, Yesod’s Madam looked so fragile, which started to ignite his desire to conquer her.
Siwoo put his nose to her hair and took a deep breath.

“Ah…”

Count Yesod must have known what that meant.
A sigh mixed with anticipation and fear tickled his chest.

“Count Yesod, you did something wrong to me, right?”
“Huh?”
“You did something wrong to me, right?”

Count Yesod nodded, her feet neatly together and her head bowed.

“Th, that’s because I was too impatient…”
“No, not that.”

He could guess Count Yesod’s feelings, so he didn’t want to scold her for that.
In the first place, he was just embarrassed at the time, not particularly angry.

“You lied to me.”
“…Huh?”
“Today, doing it with me, it doesn’t have much value as a research sample, right?”
“Huh? Ye, yes, that’s, that’s true…”
“You could have just said you wanted to do it with me, but you lied.”

So, it was just a performance for a role-playing situation.

He squeezed her buttocks tightly through her clothes, and her slender body trembled.
They were still as firm and soft as ever.

“Right?”
“Y, yes…”
“Since you lied, you have to be punished, right?”

Count Yesod’s dazed eyes blinked slowly a few times.

“Pu… punishment?”

She nodded slowly after a long delay, as if she had never heard those words before.

“Yes, pu… I have to be punished…”

The Count’s appeal was that she showed such a fragile side that perfectly matched the role-playing situation.

Even though she had experienced it several times, she always seemed embarrassed as if it was her first time.
She would act aloof on the outside but squeeze his cock tightly on the inside.

He was a little sorry to the Count, but he could feel that he was slowly getting turned on by her scent.
The slight guilt added to her more passive attitude, which further fueled his desire to conquer her.

“But what kind of punishment…?”
“Do you do it a lot by yourself, Count?”
“Huh?”
“Masturbation.”
“Siwoo, such vulgar questions…”
“It’s a punishment. You have to listen to me.”

The Count, who looked embarrassed, bit her lower lip and nodded slowly, whether it was from shame or excitement.

“……Yes.”
“How many times a week?”

An interview had suddenly begun.
It was a blatant level of questioning that resembled an AV interview, but the person in front of him was not an AV actress.
She was a noblewoman of high birth, a peerless beauty.

The fact that he was making her recite such a vulgar self-introduction was a turn-on.

“Please answer honestly, without lying.”
“Every… day.”
“So, you do it once a day?”
“So, sometimes two or three times…”

The more she answered, the more her shoulders shrank and her voice became quieter.
Her ears were also turning red.

“Who do you think about when you do it?”
“…Siwoo…”

Her shoulders shrank and her voice became quieter with each answer.
Her ears were also turning red.

“Then, show me and explain how you usually masturbate.”
“Si, Siwoo…! Such a vulgar act…”

Her head, which had been lowered, suddenly lifted.
But such a small protest was not allowed in front of Siwoo, who had already turned on his conqueror mode.

“Ah, I see. I knew it, but you’re an enormous pervert…”

He grabbed Count Yesod’s wrist as she was about to head to the bed.
Her trembling crimson eyes turned to Siwoo.

“Si, Siwoo…?”

He tapped her stiff legs to make her stand with her legs awkwardly apart.

“Do it standing here.”

Looking at the Count’s bewildered expression, he felt like it was going to be a very enjoyable time today.