Chapter 977 – #210_Cupid Eros Amor (3)
#971
One.
When Deneb is stimulated and takes action, Albireo is affected,
Conversely, when Albireo is stimulated and takes action, Deneb is affected.
The ring of the endless mire completed with this.
In the end, it is Albireo, who has recently shown the end of his rudeness by playing with his son-in-law as a side dish, and Deneb who blows him a surprise kiss.
Aside from Deneb, Albireo has to face Siu continuously, even for liberal arts and waltz lessons.
However, Albireo did not run away.
Each person has a different way to cope with a crisis, but in the case of Albireo, it was always the same.
Straight through the front
Okay.
I made an embarrassing mistake once.
But the only person who knows that is Albireo.
Rather, if you entrust Siwoo’s lessons to someone else or keep a distance between them, it’s literally the second shame.
Because?
I made one mistake, but if I don’t repeat it, that’s it.
It is like giving up the opportunity to prove that it was a one-time mistake and to avenge the mistake.
It’s not a year or two, it’s only a little over a week left.
If you don’t shake while maintaining the heart of Myungkyung Jisoo, everything is proven.
Albireo’s disgrace, which only Albireo knows, can only be repaid by Albireo’s actions.
And it was very difficult, but Albireo did it.
Today is the 3rd day of Viennese Waltz class.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Albireo’s teaching, which assumed peace without the slightest mistake, was a triumph of reason.
“Lucy.”
“Yes.”
“How does a kiss feel?”
“Puff… !”
Tea time on a sunny afternoon.
On top of Lucy Yesod’s white dress, a rainbow of crimson black tea showers bloomed.
When I first made her appointment with her, of course I thought it was her consultation about her anomalous succession or Dan Delian.
Count Yesod’s family is fortunate to escape from the scandal, but Jemonai and Siu are in trouble.
But I never thought that Albireo, who is brilliant and smart, would ask a question like a teenage Diana when I thought I was in a daze today.
I thought I heard it wrong.
“Coke! Coke… ! That, what does that mean?”
Although Lucy and Albireo are close, they are mature witches.
It was rather awkward to have such a fresh conversation between witches who had gone through all the prenatal battles and knew everything.
“Did you ask about the kiss?”
However, Albireo blinked his eyes as if it were something of a big deal.
“Why is that all of a sudden?”
“I’m curious. Have you ever kissed Lucy?”
It even crosses the line that we usually keep in conversation.
Lucy seriously contemplated whether he had gone through a time slip and returned to 80 years ago without realizing it.
At a time when Lucy and Albireo were a little more like foals, this kind of conversation topic could have come up.
At that moment, Lucy felt a strange sense of deja vu.
Deneb shed tears in the past, saying to Lucy, “I fell in love with her son-in-law.”
Why does her sister’s and Albireo’s look overlap?
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“No.”
Won’t be
Lucy shook off her stupid sense of déjà vu.
That’s why Albireo looks a little dazed, but seems to be keeping his cool.
Well, even compared to Deneb, the one who was a bit smarter was always his older sister, Albireo.
“I did, of course.”
“Honestly, aren’t you offended? It’s like exchanging saliva with each other. It’s clearly unhygienic. I don’t understand why such an act is expressed as proof of love!”
Albireo lowered the tea table and raised her twin wicks.
She pops the question and she suddenly picks her up.
“Ah, Albireo, why are you angry with me?”
“I am not angry. But she just doesn’t understand. I want her to share her experience in order to draw a reasonable conclusion.”
“Albireo. I guess, but then she’s never kissed her before?”
“Am I? With whom?”
“But…”
So, why is this topic of conversation suddenly popping up?
Did he even catch a glimpse of Deneb kissing Siu?
If that was the case, it would be understandable for Albireo to be angry.
I can understand why you ask what kissing feels like.
Lucy accepted the case within a reasonable range.
“In fact, if you look at the act itself, it is unclean. But I think it’s because there is more joy than that.”
“How are you?”
“What can I say… The texture is very soft, fluffy, smooth, and sticky. I can feel my excited breath brushing my upper lip, and my heart beats so fast. And usually it’s not just kissing. It feels like warming up each other before moving on to some kind of full-fledged sexual intercourse.”
“…”
Did you go too far? I looked at Albireo eagerly, but she only had the expression of an apprentice witch who couldn’t keep up with her progress with her brow furrowed.
“Look here, Albireo, when you kiss, your hands naturally become empty, right?”
“Yes?”
“At that time, I’m stroking the body and holding it tight to heighten the excitement towards the partner. It’s like getting to know each other little by little and working together… Would it be like dancing a waltz?”
“…”
Lucy, who continued her explanation, ended up laughing at her bitterly.
Lucy Yesod, the best novelist in Gehenna, but it is difficult to explain.
It’s not because she lacks her expressiveness or inexperience.
“If you get a chance, try it yourself. In fact, if I had to say it a hundred days, it would feel completely different.”
Rather, she knows that because of her expressiveness and experience, she cannot convey the lovely act in words.
“Who are you kidding? Do you think I would do such a vulgar act?”
Albireo took offense at the question he asked first, then left his seat and got up.
“… Did you even make a mistake?”
Looking at her back as she left, Lucy tilted her head.
2.
Albireo, no different from usual, had a cool-headed judgment that even the gods would fear, and struggled with the brain of an intelligent person who suppressed the attraction of her instincts with the chain of reason.
“Then… What does sex feel like?”
As I said beforehand, this was a very natural curiosity.
I just suddenly became curious about the kiss, and after hearing Count Yesod’s answer, it was a reasonable inference and question.
“Hmm…”
The sense itself is vaguely familiar.
It was because I had an indirect experience through Deneb.
But if you think about it, sex is a very shocking and vulgar act.
I felt like my heart would explode just by showing my chest for a short time in an accident the other day, but I have to show that chest all the time.
Is that all?
It may not only be shown, but also touched freely by Siwoo’s strong hands.
When her soft breasts are crushed like dough here and there, and she kisses him as if clinging to him, the next step will come naturally.
He will take off all his clothes and show him everything, including his genitals.
“Nonsense.”
How can this not be an astonishing act?
Although the ending was not good, Deneb’s decision to allow the opening of the back hole in order to ‘verify’ was admirable.
Looking back now, I couldn’t believe how Albireo himself had thought of being ‘observing’ next to him.
Of course, these are different impressions of the same experience that come from differences in cognition.
At that time, just as Deneb, who was ignorant of the relationship between men and women, treated the ‘verification’ as a special magic experiment, Albireo only recognized it as a skit that was a bit unfamiliar.
But now Deneb knows love.
Didn’t Albireo know the level of excitement? He was thinking about it.
“Laugh…”
Suddenly, I felt my body heat up.
It was because Albireo’s memory, comparable to that of a recording device, reproduced the scene of the day in too much detail.
‘Sister hey! Sister! Haha… ! Haang!’
The calm and quiet image of her little sister struggling with her arms as she pricked her cock.
Breathing unrefined like a hiccup, he was panting while anxiously searching for Albireo.
If Albireo had taken Deneb’s place that day, would he have shown the same ugliness?
“Can it be?”
I never would have.
There was some certainty here.
Hadn’t Albireo been able to endure the pleasure of sexual intercourse delivered through Deneb?
Certainly, it was difficult to endure with a fair amount of patience, but in front of others, it was at the level of holding his mouth shut and groaning.
Mere bodily pleasures would not have been able to overcome Albireo’s lofty spirit to preserve his dignity.
-Smart
“Albireo, this is Shin Si-woo.”
“Come in.”
A knock was heard and Siwoo walked in.
It was not a sudden visit.
Besides the waltz, Albireo took time in the middle to supplement his lack of culture.
Of course, it was the first time I quietly invited him into the office at night for a literature class, but…
Albireo’s steel-like reason also prepared an answer to this.
Nietzsche saw the day man as a being seeking an ideal life, clarity, and reason.
On the other hand, the human of the night was described as a being that explores the realm of uncertainty, intuitiveness, emotion and sensation.
Of course, it is a philosophical metaphor rather than an expression of the tendency according to the actual day and night, but literature is inherently unclear, intuitive, sensuous and emotional.
In short, it means that night is the best time for literature classes.
Selfish?
There was nothing like that.
There are only the results of rational thinking.
“Forgive me for being late.”
Albireo’s rational thinking shatters like thin ice when he sees Siwoo.
Siwoo appeared in light everyday clothes with a wedding book on her side.
His breathing was a little rough, as if he had been through a vigorous exercise just a moment ago, and a more ferocious beast than usual emanated from under his wet hair that he couldn’t completely dry.
“…”
Nietzsche was right.
Siwoo at night was different from Siwoo during the day.
