Chapter 323 – White Wolf (4)
“So that’s how it happened.”
“What made it so bad?”
Lilith, who was looking at me with a bewildered expression on her face, her cheeks swollen bright red, sighed at my words and said that.
After confessing to Aileya about her wives, I was sighing over the fact that what I ended up getting after trying to tell her again was the clear prints of my palms left on my cheeks.
I sighed out of regret at the fact that I got hurt.
It’s definitely not because I’m pathetic.
“Rather, Hanzo. Let me take a look at your wounds. “Well, the mark was left a bit badly.”
“Oh, it’s only like this on the outside, it doesn’t hurt.”
There were still some marks left, but the pain had long since subsided. So I said that.
“But I don’t think it’s something worth leaving behind.”
“Um… Well, of course. “Then, let me ask you a favor.”
After nodding her head, Ho Aran approached me and immediately touched my cheek.
When Hoaran’s finger pressed the still swollen area, it seemed that the slight soreness had not completely healed.
Many…
It did slow down.
The regenerative ability was so slow that it was hard to insist that it was just a slight weakening.
“It must have hurt a lot.”
I nodded at the words of Ho A-ran, who was treating the marks on my cheek as if caressing them.
“Because it’s a werewolf.”
“Hmm, I didn’t mean it that way.”
As Hoaran said that with a bitter smile, his hand fell from my cheek.
“It is now.”
When I touched my cheek after hearing Hoa-ran’s words, I felt that the slight swelling had completely disappeared.
No matter how painful it is, Hoaran’s hands can heal the wound with just a few touches. Are these really weak hands?
“Thank you.”
“It wasn’t a big deal, so there’s nothing to say about it. Hanzo, as you said, most of the wounds have healed.”
After saying that, Ho A-ran opened his mouth to say something again, but pursed his lips.
When I was about to ask Hoaran what he had to say.
Justitia told me.
“So, what do you plan on doing now, Hanzo? From what I heard, it looks like they rejected it.”
“…I’ll go back when Aileya calms down a bit.”
“Hmm… I guess you don’t plan on letting me go this time? “Is it different from last time?”
Sati was seen flinching at Justitia’s words and shaking her shoulder.
“Justitia.”
“Yeah, sorry. “But I’m curious.”
My pace in Justitia, I knew she didn’t say those words with any malice. Although she had shrunk a lot compared to before, she also knew that Justitia was not a particularly self-conscious or considerate person.
Minor happening.
Or not…
Suddenly, I saw Justitia’s blue eyes looking at me.
While receiving Justitia’s gaze, she gently motioned to Sati.
“Oh that…”
“Because it’s okay.”
Sati, who had been hesitating at my words, looked at Justitia shrugging her shoulders, Lilith sighing, and Hoaran sneaking out of the way, then I saw her gulping and swallowing her saliva.
“Why are you hesitating? “Isn’t the hero calling? In times like this, it’s the concubine’s role to make sure she scores points!”
Afterwards, at Carmina’s sudden urging, Sati cautiously came next to me and asked while fiddling with the hem of her maid’s uniform.
“Boo, did you call me…?”
“Huh.”
She placed her hand on Sati’s head.
Sati’s soft, pink hair gets caught between her fingers and falls out.
“Tsk…”
When my hand, which was stroking Sati’s hair as if to tangle it, touched her broken horn, Sati let out a small moan as her face turned bright red and she was fidgeting with her fingers.
I looked at Sati with an expression of joy, shame, trouble, and complex emotions, and then said to Justitia, who was still staring at me.
“Because I don’t want to act like an asshole again like last time.”
Last time.
During Sati…
I deferred to Sati the choice I should have made.
Without asking or even knowing, if it was Sati’s choice, I acted like an idiot and pretended to respect it.
The result was this.
Her fingertips traced the cross-section of Sati’s broken horn.
Unlike humans, satyrs are one of the races that sense mana from birth and learn how to manipulate it.
And, the horn of the satyr was an organ that played the role of collecting, handling, and controlling mana.
It was not simply a handle to hold when performing fellatio or a handle to hold for thrusting, but a part with a more important role.
In other words, Sati, who had one side straight and broken, was half-paralyzed in human terms… And had acquired a permanent disability that could not be cured even with the help of his wives.
Now, even if I don’t feel the gifts or the prayers and can’t use them… I’ll just say, “Fuck it, that sucks” And move on, and there won’t be any major problems in my life.
Even if you go back to the old life of crawling on the floor, watching what other races think, there won’t be any major problems just living.
However, Sati was different.
He lost what he was born with.
I have the abilities of a satyr, but since I’m not really a satyr, I don’t know what it feels like, but wouldn’t it be similar to suddenly losing two good eyes or having a leg blown off?
Obviously, I can’t use magic as much as before.
…It all happened because I let Sati go at that time.
“So, it’s natural that this time and last time are different. Justitia.”
“Yes, Hanzo is greedy, so I knew that. But… If that was the case, then this time too… There was no need to do that, right?”
That…
What…
Yes.
To be honest, there was a way to avoid getting beaten up by Aileya this time too.
The method was simple.
Until I was sure I could make Aileya my girl, I just had to give her a little more time and then she was done.
As time passed and the number of times Aileya was held by me, it would become impossible for her to escape from me.
Even if I told Aileya as openly as I did today about how many wives I have and whatnot, I was able to make sure that Aileya would never make the choice to leave me first, or even think about such a thing.
I hate being hated by me, so I can’t even think of raising her hand.
Because he was afraid of being abandoned by me, I was able to make him cling to me instead.
She is not a wife or a concubine, and she only hugs him occasionally, so Aileya can be satisfied… She was confident in that.
Satyr and Succubus.
A race that enchants, fascinates, enslaves the opposite sex with pleasure, and seduces the opposite sex in the first place, preying on their vitality.
I was able to use the abilities of both races at the same time.
As such, very simply.
I could have made Aileya mine.
Take your time.
So that you can’t live without my hands, without me, without me.
I could have buried myself in my existence.
But I didn’t.
It’s a bit different to say I didn’t feel the need to do that.
Even after Aileya heard my confession, I was relieved when I found out that I still had the werewolf ability and that Aileya still loved me.
No, but when I think about it now, I did seem like a very horny asshole who did that kind of thing back then.
Even though Aileya was a bit of a loser, it was really a mistake to accuse her of being a loser.
As a result, I came here alone because of that.
“…”
However, it seemed like the right answer was not to attack Aileya at that time.
It’s more that she didn’t attack, but rather that she didn’t attack.
…If I really, really wanted to have Aileya by my side.
If Aileya wasn’t going to let me leave, she would have stopped by then if she hadn’t held Aileya.
But.
‘How exactly are you going to make me miserable?’
It would have been fine if I had just grabbed her arms, turned her head to avoid my face as I approached to kiss her lips, and kissed her lips, ignoring Aileya who was crying and saying that.
‘I, huh… That… Easy…? To you… Do I look funny?’
But, I couldn’t do that.
Because I couldn’t do that, I let go of Aileya’s arms that I was holding.
For a long time, I had no choice but to quietly watch Aileya sobbing.
Aileya, who cried for a long time, had no choice but to be slapped again until her cheeks turned red.
‘…Get out of my sight.’
A sore cheek and the regenerative ability that suppressed the pain and made it better.
But, even more than that, Eileya’s words, which were glaring at me with eyes that had turned bright red from crying, were more painful.
Aileya’s obvious ‘rejection’ and her remaining abilities as a werewolf despite this.
Unless my gift got lost somewhere, I was certain that Aileya still loved me.
Nevertheless, Aileya rejected me.
What I meant was that I had hurt Eileya greatly.
It really hurt Eileya who continued to sob until I turned around and left.
If only I had used my powers to make Aileya unable to reject me.
So, could it all have ended well?
At that time, Carmina came up to me and tapped my shoulder and said.
“I don’t know why, but it made her square her shoulders and be confident. “I don’t want to see my hero make this kind of expression.”
“Yeah, sorry about that.”
I felt like I was so upset, so I apologized to Carmina and suggested that we all play cards together for the first time in a while to brighten her mood.
“Ha,” Lilith sighs.
Hoa-ran groans, “Umm.”
Justitia was seen giggling as if it was fun.
“Ahh…”
Carmina, who had been comforting me just a moment ago, also saw her expression turn strange as she moaned softly.
“…What’s going on?”
“Hmm, that’s it, right? George Han.”
And, after hearing what Ariad said to me, I jumped up from my seat.
