Chapter 829 – #173_Diagnosis (2)
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There were two objectives for this checkup.
One was to call it a ‘light checkup in case of the unlikely event’ so that the other lovers, especially Amelia, wouldn’t worry.
The other was to uncover the secret of his left arm, which even Yebin couldn’t figure out.
In any case, having anyone other than his master around could cause unnecessary worry, so he subtly cleared the area.
His lovers, who seemed worried by his clumsy excuses and tried to stay, left when his master stepped in.
Therefore, the only people left in the mansion were Eloa, Siwoo, and Gretel.
The rest decided to look around the nearby attractions.
“Wait a moment. I need to prepare.”
Gretel returned to her workshop, leaving Eloa and Siwoo in the reception room.
He had been waiting for 30 minutes now, wondering what she was preparing so diligently.
“What are you thinking so deeply about?”
He must have been too engrossed.
He only noticed his master, who was looking at him curiously, after a long while.
“Ah, it’s about the techniques I learned in my dreams this time.”
Just two hours ago.
Siwoo had fought against Eloa in his dream, using powerful magic.
That mock battle had given him a lot of inspiration.
A different kind of power than what he had been using until now.
It felt like he had glimpsed a new realm.
To actually reach that level, he would have to leap at least a few steps, but the power of inspiration was great.
Dozens of spells he wanted to test right away were swirling in his head.
If he could reach the level he had in his dream.
If he could reach the level where he could compete with his master.
He wouldn’t even bat an eye at any ordinary danger.
As he had vowed before, he could become a wonderful man worthy of having so many lovers.
His heart swelled with this youthful ambition.
“What?”
He confessed his slightly embarrassing thoughts to his master.
Her eyes widened, and she laughed heartily, tickling his foot with a foxtail.
“Master, I’m serious.”
“I know, I know. I’m sorry. But, but… I’m sorry… Just let me be like this for a moment…”
She tried to stop laughing by twitching her lips, but in the end, she laughed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes.
Siwoo, who had been somewhat displeased at first, eventually chuckled.
So what if he was a little embarrassed?
It was enough if his master was happy.
“To vow to become a wonderful man. You are already a wonderful man to me.”
“Even so, I feel too sorry. At least I should be at a level where I can be of help when everyone is in danger, shouldn’t I?”
A boyfriend who gets beaten up all over the place every day and disappears at the drop of a hat, worrying his lovers.
What could be more pathetic than this?
“I understand why you think that way, and it’s very cute… but are you planning to become Duke Keter or something?”
“That’s not it.”
“Take it slow, take it slow. You are already growing at an unprecedented rate.”
“By the way… are you okay, Master?”
“Hmm? Ah…”
Siwoo, having seen the end of the dream, thought that Eloa had forgiven him after a long period of wandering.
But whether that was really the case was something only she would know.
When the atmosphere had eased up a bit, he asked.
She tucked her pink hair behind her ear and looked around for a moment.
And when it seemed like Gretel wasn’t coming back yet, she snuggled into Siwoo’s arms.
“Of course. This is the first time I’ve felt so at peace.”
“I’m glad.”
In a relationship built on strong trust, many words were unnecessary.
He simply held Eloa gently.
“Ah, Master.”
“What is it now?”
“Come to think of it, you said this in the dream, didn’t you?”
As he said that, he subtly moved the hand that was around her waist to her buttocks.
His master was startled by the unexpected, lecherous hand movement.
“You promised to make love for three hours once a day…”
“Wh-wh-what are you talking about?”
Eloa, who was excellent in all aspects, was only clumsy in one thing, and that was lying.
She was terrible at even making excuses.
She was so startled that she stuck her legs together and stared at the empty air. How could he not notice?
“Is that also what you desire, Master?”
Looking back, that dream reflected his master’s ideals.
A small setting could reflect the subconscious.
In that sense, it was very unexpected.
Wasn’t his master someone who had very little sexual desire?
If not…
“Actually…”
His master’s lips, like a baby rabbit looking for milk, were hesitating.
“Actually?”
“……”
Even after a long silence and a slight question, Eloa closed her mouth again.
In fact, Eloa was in a dilemma.
She was wondering whether she should bring up the story of the sexual desire color diagnosis she had with Dorothy.
Of course, Dorothy had advised her that love between lovers was not something to be ashamed of, and that sexual desire was not something vulgar, so she should be open about it.
But if a value system built over a hundred years could change with a few words, could that be called a value system?
In the end, Siwoo didn’t get an answer from her.
“I’m ready. Follow me.”
Before that, Gretel, who had finished preparing, called them.
Gretel’s workshop was noticeably different from when Siwoo and Eloa had entered.
It was to the point where they wondered if they had found a different room.
“It’s very maniacal, isn’t it?”
“Are you making fun of someone else’s magic?”
“It’s not that…”
The room, which had been like a clean office with only a workbench, had transformed into a hardcore occult shop.
Dark blackout curtains, a small pot with bubbling green liquid, a pentagram drawn in blood on the floor, and so on.
It was a scene that one could easily imagine when thinking of a ‘wicked witch’s house’ in a fairy tale.
As much as her witch experience had accumulated, he recognized that it was a surrounding arrangement for building symbolism.
“It’s not like this is my taste, you know?”
“I know. But is that real?”
Siwoo asked, pointing to a skull holding candles like a candelabra.
Gretel boldly ignored him, as if she had no obligation to answer such a trivial question.
“First, take off your clothes.”
“Pardon?”
It was understandable to think, ‘Not that situation again?’
Looking at his master, she was looking at Gretel with a very wary gaze.
“You have to take them off to get a diagnosis. Do I have to explain even this?”
“Why are you getting angry? I understand.”
Well, judging from the scouting ability he had gained by overcoming the advances of countless witches.
Gretel didn’t seem to have any desire for him.
When he took off his shirt and pants, well-developed muscles appeared.
It was hard for him to say it himself, but if he had lived as a mathematician in the present world, would he have had such a handsome physique?
The large and small scars on his muscles, which had both functionality and aesthetics, added to his masculinity.
“The muscle texture is good. So this is how men are embodied. No, this must be the result of training.”
Suddenly, a cold hand touched his chest.
The hand that slid down touched his stomach and thighs.
His master was biting her lip tightly next to him.
But Gretel, unconcerned, was looking at every part of Siwoo’s body with the dry gaze of an appraiser.
“What are you doing? I told you to take them off.”
“Yes? Even my underwear?”
“You have to return to your original form to see the essence of your soul. Or were you born wearing underwear?”
Gretel’s sharp rebuke, which never spoke kindly.
Siwoo, feeling self-conscious, glanced at Eloa and took off his underwear.
Somehow, he felt like he was getting used to showing his penis to a complete stranger.
When his dangling member was revealed, Gretel’s eyes widened slightly.
“…It’s far above average.”
“Stop it!”
Eloa couldn’t stand it and stepped forward the moment Gretel tried to grab his penis.
“Refrain from doing anything that is not necessary.”
“It’s funny looking. I’m a doctor. Besides, do you think I’d be lustful towards a patient just by seeing their naked body?”
Gretel’s words were not wrong.
The fact that his master wasn’t drawing a clear line as sharply as usual was proof of that.
“Master, would you rather wait outside? Nothing will happen.”
“But…”
“I was going to say that anyway. It’s annoying if you keep interfering.”
In the end, his master waited right in front of the door, and Gretel and Siwoo were left alone.
The sudden change in Gretel, who was acting flirtatiously, didn’t happen.
She might be a difficult person, but it seemed that she was thorough in her professionalism.
“How long do I have to stay like this?”
“I want to examine you a little more. It’s my first time seeing a male witch’s body.”
Gretel wandered around Siwoo, who was standing awkwardly naked, and touched him here and there with her hands.
It seemed that she was thorough not only in her professionalism but also in her witch consciousness.
“Tell me about your symptoms while I’m at it. I’ll listen.”
“Okay. Please avoid my side. It tickles. But you have to keep one thing.”
“What?”
It was questionable how much he could say.
However, Dorothy had taught him that if he wanted to live in the witch society in the future, he couldn’t be as soft as he had been until now, and that he needed to show a ruthless side at times.
“If my condition is leaked to the outside, I won’t stand still. Please keep it a secret.”
“……”
“Of course, I don’t think Gretel-nim, who is full of a sense of duty as a doctor, would leak a patient’s information. But just in case. Just in case.”
It was his first time trying to threaten and coax, and it didn’t feel natural.
Did it work?
“You’re a scary male witch.”
Gretel laughed, baring her teeth.
It was the first time he had seen her like that, and it seemed like his threat hadn’t worked at all.
“…Is it that awkward?”
“You’re cute. I can see why you’re so popular.”
“Anyway, please keep your promise. I’m not scary, but there are many scary people outside.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll keep the secret in the name of a witch. Besides, I’m a witch who knows honor.”
Having received a definite answer, Siwoo told her a lot.
The ability to copy magic during intercourse, that his left eye was given to him by Keter, and even the reason why his left arm had become strange.
Gretel put away her laughter and listened carefully to Siwoo’s words.
After listening to the last word, Gretel, who had shown an interesting expression, nodded and placed Siwoo in the middle of the pentagram.
“Okay. Let’s examine you.”
The magic circle of the pentagram was sparkling.
A mass of black magic surrounded Siwoo’s body and glowed faintly.
