## Chapter 998 – #213_Polynesian Project (4)
#993
1.
The third day of the modified Polynesian sex, which I’m not even sure I can still call Polynesian sex, has ended.
The two of them diligently used even ‘naked close sleep’ as training time, fully committed to the project.
“Ugh…”
Deneb couldn’t even walk properly, her face as red as a wild strawberry, as she returned to the Geminae mansion. Deneb had increased the difficulty of the project to break down Albireo’s stubbornness, but there was a fact she had overlooked.
She had somewhat underestimated Shin Siwoo’s conqueror instincts and skillful training.
“Siwoo, really…”
Actually, she had been somewhat prepared.
Deneb had witnessed Siwoo’s spicy side twice.
Once, she had secretly watched him making love with Countess Lucy Yesod, and the other time, she had transformed into Lucy and embraced him herself.
In the modern world, it might be seen as a cute couple’s playful antics, but who is Deneb? She is an orthodox witch and a countess, with a sense of chastity and views on men and women no different from a princess 200 years ago.
She had expected to see something truly embarrassing for the sake of her goal…
And she had secretly been looking forward to it. Just a tiny, tiny bit.
However, Siwoo’s actions far exceeded Deneb’s expectations.
Thanks to his various training and experience, he boasted a level of skill and a desire to conquer that was incomparable to when Deneb had last checked. He embarrassed Deneb and made her feel ashamed in the most bizarre ways.
It’s difficult to recount the detailed episodes due to the burning embarrassment, but one of the results is currently between Deneb’s legs.
“…Ugh…”
Between her thighs.
It was the black lace panties that covered Deneb’s sacred triangle.
Magic panties, woven by combining the maiden’s loom and the law of shadows, which Siwoo had personally put on her.
As Siwoo possessed surprisingly outstanding magical abilities for his experience, even the panties he made for fun were extraordinary.
First of all, the design of the elaborate panties, which were almost indistinguishable from real ones despite being made with magic.
If no one mentioned it, it would be hard to even realize they were a product of magic.
Putting aside the design, what about the functionality?
They were softer, more elastic, and more breathable than any underwear Deneb had ever worn.
However, the most important point was different; it completely blocked masturbation.
Deneb couldn’t take them off as she pleased, and no matter where she touched with her hands, including the front, back, and clitoris, there was no stimulation inside the fabric.
If pressure was applied, they would immediately push the hand away like a reactive glove.
If she used magic, she could bypass this system, but if she did, the panties would disappear.
In other words, the purpose of the magic panties was a chastity belt that prevented her from secretly playing with herself.
Deneb, who had been burning for three days without being able to reach climax even once.
It was only natural that her burning lust and desire, and her longing for Siwoo’s love, would blossom.
It was extremely painful not being able to touch her lower body, but at this point, there was something she needed to confirm.
Whether Deneb’s efforts were bearing sufficient fruit.
“Sister.”
Deneb, who had looked at her reflection in the window and tidied herself up, trying her best to appear calm, cautiously opened the door to her sister’s office.
“…Oh, you’re here? What’s the matter?”
Her sister was still like an angry hedgehog, with her prickles sticking out. She probably didn’t like Deneb’s attitude of siding with Siwoo.
“Just… I thought I’d talk about a few things.”
“Just let me finish this.”
Albireo replied coldly. Deneb sat on the sofa, glancing at Albireo as she waited.
“Deneb, have you been… doing something strange lately?”
Albireo broke the long silence with a meaningful question.
Of course, Deneb’s heart sank. It wasn’t clear what she meant by ‘something strange,’ but she was actually doing something strange, wasn’t she?
“What do you mean?”
But Deneb replied with a perfectly innocent face.
There would be no concrete evidence. She was using Siwoo’s space teleportation, which left no trace, every time she traveled between the Tiferet mansion and the Geminae mansion.
The fact that this question had come up should be seen as a good sign, and it was within her expectations.
“I went to look for you last night, but you weren’t there.”
“I was out in the garden.”
“Really?”
“But why? Did something happen?”
Albireo interrogated her sharply like a detective, while Deneb acted as if nothing was wrong.
“……”
“……”
After staring at Deneb for a while, Albireo let out a short sigh and withdrew her sharp gaze.
“How is Siwoo doing?”
“Huh?”
“I’m asking how Siwoo is doing.”
Deneb cheered inwardly. Was this the same sister who, just a day ago, would shout, “You get out too!!!” at the mere mention of the word ‘Si’?
Only then did Deneb come to her senses. The bait had been taken.
From now on, it was up to Deneb’s silver tongue to somehow coax her sister into forgiving Siwoo.
“He’s having a hard time. He’s trying to do everything by himself, the things you were supposed to help him with.”
“……”
It wouldn’t do to blindly side with Siwoo here.
“Even though it’s his own fault, it’s pitiful. It seems like he’s reflecting a lot.”
“Really?”
It was a casual question, as if she wasn’t interested, but it was still different from yesterday.
“Yeah, he’s incredibly dejected.”
“He should be. He made a mistake.”
“That’s true.”
Although her reaction was prickly, the fact that she was showing interest in the individual ‘Shin Siwoo’ was a remarkable achievement. Deneb carefully spoke, as if stroking a hedgehog.
“How about meeting him and talking once?”
“What?”
“You could at least give him a chance to apologize. He’s also an benefactor of our family.”
“……”
Her expression was fiercely distorted. But no harsh words came out. Albireo closed her eyes tightly and shook her head.
“I’ll decide that.”
“You’re right.”
Deneb decided that pushing further would be a bad move and accepted her sister’s decision.
“Tell me if you change your mind. I can make an appointment for you.”
Deneb left quickly, leaving Albireo alone.
“Huuu…”
She let out a long sigh and clutched her chest.
Something was strange.
Something was off.
The day she had suffered unspeakable humiliation at the hands of Shin Siwoo.
Albireo’s anger was genuine in both its purity and intensity.
She had never felt so humiliated, so absurd, or so self-loathing in her life. Her anger at his misdeeds had completely turned into hostility towards Siwoo, and even Albireo herself felt that she would hold a grudge for at least 10 years.
Just thinking about that smooth-faced bastard made her blood boil.
“But why…”
Now, she didn’t hate him as much.
No, she still hated him.
But the direction of her hatred was different.
The hatred that was enough to chew him to pieces was now just like a lover’s sulk.
Moreover…
“……”
The debutante on the bed, which she had tried to seal away in her memory forever, inadvertently lingered in her mind. And when it did, a seductive sensation tickled her body.
A burning sensation rose in all the places he had tormented her.
It was as if the fluttering in her heart that she had felt when she saw the charismatic Shin Siwoo from the charisma project had been revived.
-Thump thump
“Ugh! This is so annoying!”
Albireo, feeling self-loathing at the inexplicable emotions, banged her head on the table.
2.
Night fell again.
The long-awaited fourth day of the project.
Deneb excitedly reported the good news to Siwoo.
As soon as they were alone in the room, Deneb clenched her fist.
“Siwoo! It’s a success!”
“Really? Is that true?”
“My sister’s attack power has decreased. It means there’s been a significant psychological change. Today is the last day, so if we finish well, it should be fine.”
Indeed, love makes people soft. If they could just get through tonight, it would be possible to create a place for the two of them to reconcile.
Of course, she had to hide the fact that she had been manipulating things.
“Then… um, shall we start, Siwoo?”
A shadow fell over Deneb, who had been smiling brightly and now had a shy smile.
The slightly goofy aura that her son-in-law had just had disappeared.
Instead, the cold, charismatic trainer Shin Siwoo appeared.
“But why are you still wearing clothes?”
“Huh?”
“Do I have to go through the trouble of taking off your clothes one by one?”
At that moment, Deneb felt a switch flip in her mind.
The switch that turned the gentle, wise, intelligent, and beautiful Deneb Geminae, a mother of two and a high-ranking noble of Gehenna, into a female being played by a mere man.
As soon as the switch was flipped, she became wet.
She hadn’t even received a kiss, only mockery, but the high-purity lust that had been concentrated for three days ignited like alcohol, setting Deneb on fire.
Deneb immediately lowered her gaze, which was already moist, and stammered.
“I’m… sorry…”
“I’ll start with the inspection.”
“…Yes.”
Deneb’s hand gripped the hem of her skirt, which reached her knees. No matter how much she was consumed by lust, the act was still embarrassing.
“Here, you see.”
Deneb spread her skirt wide, showing Siwoo the chastity belt he had put on her. He squatted down, lowering his eye level, and stared at Deneb’s crotch as if admiring it.
“You touched it 25 times.”
“Huh?”
Deneb was startled.
The magic panties were over-engineered for their purpose, but could they really know how many times she had touched them? If so, did that mean that every moment Deneb had tried to fidget with her hands had been recorded?
But the moment she saw Siwoo’s rotten smile, she realized it was a leading question.
“Ah…”
“It seems you really touched it a lot. You clearly promised not to touch it.”
That’s right.
If she hadn’t touched it even once, she should have immediately denied it.
But Deneb hadn’t been able to, and as a result, she had indirectly confessed to her breach of contract.
-Clank
“My, my, what a terrible sow.”
Siwoo loosened his belt in front of Deneb, who couldn’t even come up with a lame excuse. If you hold the belt firmly in a loop, you can make a makeshift whip that is moderately painful and makes a slapping sound.
“You need to be punished, right?”
“Ugh… Siwoo, I wasn’t trying to masturbate, I just…”
Everything is difficult at first.
Siwoo, who had been awkward at first, was now a full-fledged mother-in-law bomber.
“Sow, what are you doing? Hurry up and take it off.”
