Chapter 294 – The Long Long Friday (5)
“Nothing has changed, but the material world is always amazing.”
The red color of Ifrit, no. The crimson eyes were examining the surroundings several times. The white skin with brown tinge looked like it was carved out of stone.
“Well, it will come out often in the future, so should we do it like this? Mare de Parwen.”
“Yes?”
“Well, it looks generous, but I’m still young, so I can’t overdo it. I’ll go back to the spirit realm. Do you want me to call you often, young contractor?”
Ifrit winked and grinned. Then he took Marey’s hand and put it on his chest. Bigger than Labella. Maybe she’s about the Ksar Kruu sister. It was a short moment, but I measured the size right away.
“If you call me often and let me see the world often, maybe this older sister will give me something nice~?”
Seeing Ifrit smiling languidly like a cat on the street where he could feel his breath coming closer, Marei nodded her head in a daze. Ifrit gently grabs Marey’s hand.
-Mulkyung.
With her bouncy breasts full in her grasp, no. There was no way my hands could fit into her chest the size of a watermelon. The sensation of her fingers being buried was so vivid that Marei swallowed her dry saliva without even realizing it. And she dyes her face red from the active seduction of a strange woman and avoids her gaze.
“Oh~!! Really~!! You are so cute!!”
Seeing Marey’s reaction, Ifrit suddenly lunged forward and hugged her Marey tightly, like a predator adept at her hunt.
“You, this older sister will play happily, so be sure to call her at least once a day! Got it? Huh?”
It was difficult for her to breathe, buried in her soft breasts, but Marei, already accustomed to her ksar kru sister, deftly moved her head from side to side, exhaled and nodded her head.
Did you promise? Ifrit held out her little finger, and Marey followed suit and put it on hers. Ifrit laughed Betsy, then kissed Marey on the forehead and hugged her tightly, and she immediately set on fire.
-Fury!
“Ah, ah!! Ah…?”
It wasn’t hot. The flames that covered her body had disappeared like a lie. She looked around but couldn’t find Ifrit. Beside her, Sasha let out a small sigh and shook her head from side to side.
“Oh my… Caught by a troublesome stalker… ?”
“Ifrit… ?”
“Yes, did you sign the contract knowing that you were the King of Spirits? I never thought there would be someone with this kind of affinity among humans…”
“I did not know… Has anyone else signed a contract with Ifrit?”
Sasha nodded her head.
“Yes, mother. It’s hard to say she’s human, but Ravella de Parwen has contracted with two spirit kings. Well, since it’s a contract out of curiosity, she doesn’t seem to have written anything after the contract… “
“Haha…”
She didn’t know what to say, so Marei just smiled and scratched her cheek.
“Illien Ina, Ravella, your mother. Or viceroy. No, you better tell Lauren. Spirits are different from us, so there’s something out of place. Normal spirits are bound by contracts, so you just have to be careful, but that doesn’t work well for spirit kings. In addition, it is selfish, slow, and there are many corners that cannot be understood.”
Sasha is the spirit king, no. She was constantly spitting out her vitriols about Ifrit. Since it was the first time she had met Ifrit today, it was strange for her to deny Sasha’s words. After Sasha had listened to her few requests and told her to avoid her summons several times, she let go of Marey.
Sasha’s repeated requests, no. At her nagging, Marei automatically nodded her head, and it was only when it felt like her soul was draining out that she was released. When she said it was short, it was a short time, but during that time, the fatigue she felt was beyond imagination, so Marei sat helplessly at the fountain in the square.
It wasn’t that I didn’t like someone’s concern and interest, but even if I said I knew it, it was a chore to hear the same thing more than five times. Even if it has good intentions.
Still in the fountain, fish with clear water and fish were jumping around here and there. At first I thought it was magic, but today I realized that those children running around were spirits.
When I slipped my hand into the fountain, transparent fish circled around my fingertips and jumped toward Marey.
“Oh…?!”
Surprised by the sudden attack (?) Of the water spirit, Marey sat back. The fish-like spirit floated in the air and circled around Marey before entering the water again. I thought it was a joke, but I couldn’t help but be embarrassed.
~♬
The sound of a violin could be heard in the distance. Today seemed like a lucky day. A violinist who had signed a contract with the spirits and was hard to see once or twice a week was also playing in the plaza.
As she reached out to the fountain, water spirits circled around Marey’s hand. It seemed to be saying something, but I couldn’t understand it. The guys who had been chattering for a while went into the fountain, as if they quickly ran out of interest.
It was after the violin sound had already died down. I had to go home, but the thought of seeing Lauren kept me from moving. After wandering aimlessly around the plaza without meaning, my steps stopped near the musical instrument store.
A maroon-colored violin lay on the other side of the window. You will be fascinated by the light brown color itself. The silvery lines, so thin, seemed like they would cut you if you put your hand on them. Naturally, I looked at the price tag next to it. An exorbitant price that would be hard to buy even if you saved up three or four years of your pocket money.
Marey gave up the idea of buying a violin for an amount that was several times the salary of a newcomer to society. She told Ravella she might buy it, but she didn’t want to burden her with it.
“Do you like the violin?”
“Yes? Ah, old man…”
Seeing the old man’s now familiar face, Marei bowed her head in greeting.
“Do you know how to play the violin?”
“No, I think I want to learn. The sound is so beautiful.”
“If I buy it, will you learn it?”
Despite the price of the violin, the old man was smiling lightly as if nothing had happened.
“I am grateful for the old man’s favor, but there is no reason to receive it. And it’s too much to call it a gift. No, it is a very burdensome price.”
“Is it. Excuse me.”
The old man was laughing. Her wrinkled eyes drew an arc and looked down at Marey. Seen from her side, the old man was really tall. Better than Lauren, no. She looked much taller than Ifrit. There was a slight sense of intimidation in her upright posture.
“Can you be a conversation partner for an elderly person who spends time alone today?”
“Yes, long hours are hard, but up to a point is okay.”
The old man pointed to a cafe that he was familiar with and seemed to be fond of.
Who is this old man she thinks again. Marey didn’t even touch her snack and she saw the old man watching her. Unlike her wrinkled face, her eyes still burning, her hands with calluses remaining, and her tanned skin.
Unlike when Lee Ha-woon spewed murderous thoughts, the pressure that oppressed people in a strange way. There was no way this person could be an ordinary person. Seeing as she avoided answering when I asked her name, it seemed that she wanted to hide her identity, so she didn’t bother asking.
“I was going to a restaurant with her granddaughter…”
At the trivial question asked to Marey, who was very nervous, Marey swallowed a laugh that was about to burst out.
“There is no one around here who knows geography well. Can you make a recommendation?”
“There are many good places, but what do you think the prices are?”
“Never mind the price, he’s affluent after all.”
“Ah, that… I went somewhere with my mother…”
A restaurant with a night view. Most of the memories were of going out to eat, leaning the best female bodies side by side against the window, and then driving them alternately, but this was the best restaurant I’ve been to in Baltaire. Of course, the number of restaurants I’ve been to is so few that I can count them on my hands…
As if he had heard something important, the old man wrote down the location of the restaurant Marey had given him on a notepad the size of his palm. He was an unusual person to kill time by talking to himself. Despite Marey’s stare, the old man leisurely sipped his tea and just looked at Marey.
“If you don’t mind… Why did you choose to be a soldier?”
At Marey’s question, the old man closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and slowly opened his mouth.
“He had no intention of becoming a soldier. He was born as the eldest son of a knight family and grew up thinking that becoming a knight was natural. I was on a winning streak with satisfactory results both in my standards and in the expectations of those around me, but the rapidly changing kingdom wanted officers, not knights. Growing up as a knight, stepping on the path of an officer, I can say it was an inevitable choice.”
Officer. For some reason, Marey thought that the old man in front of him was no ordinary officer. Beyond knight families and nobles, the old man in front of him was like a huge fortress.
“Have you ever regretted your job? There are many things you have to sacrifice. The job of being a soldier is.”
At Marey’s question, the old man burst out laughing.
“Actually, he wanted to be a musician rather than a knight. I was good at swordsmanship, but I think I was better at the piano.”
At the old man’s confession, Marey had no choice but to remain silent.
“I don’t regret it.”
The old man’s eyes were burning more intensely than the wrinkled years. That flame can only be quenched by death.
“Incredible. No, I respect you.”
At Marey’s answer, the old man smiled benevolently. I could see the calluses on my palms beneath the creases. Tough I had such a brief thought.
“I want to say more, but her granddaughter is calling.”
The old man took out a pocket watch from within his arms. Seeing the old man placing the trembling watch on the desk as if to show it to Marey, Marey bowed his head again to say goodbye.
“It was a good time, Mr. Parwen. If I delay any longer, I’m sure her granddaughter will nag her, so I’ll just get up. I hope to see you again next time. Mare de Parwen.”
Seeing the old man leave her seat, Maray wondered if she had ever told him his name. Snacks were still on the table. Since her less-than-wealthy days hadn’t been that long, Marey couldn’t choose the option of throwing away her leftover snacks.
“It’s a relief that Marey arrived on time.”
Upon arriving at her house, Ravela was waiting dressed as usual in a neat suit. Her eyes were strangely drawn to her neatly tied ponytail. As the white nape of her neck was still visible, she tried to look away from her rising lust.
“I’m running out of time, but would you like me to do it with her mouth?”
Ravella smiled oddly and held her cock in the air as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She thought she couldn’t do this, but Marei undid her belt and brought her unwashed penis to Ravela’s face.
“Whoops, what an amazing smell… Her mother will wash her clothes, so you know she has to clean up after that, right?”
Seeing her sniffing and sniffing the tip of her penis, it was no different than a bitch in heat, unable to find the image of an intelligent inspector general. With the sensation of scratching the skin covering the middle of her glans with the tip of her nose several times, Marei involuntarily grabbed Ravela’s head with both hands.
“Sniff.. Unfamiliar smell… It’s the first taste… “
Seeing Ravela sticking out her red-colored tongue and carefully licking only the glans, Marei pushed her back out. She seemed to be forcing her mother to put her stuff directly in her mouth.
“Ah, Marey. Her mom is asking, right? Lick. Who are you? Tsueup. Side.”
Instead of getting angry, Marei naturally calls Ran’s name when he sees Ravella licking around her glans, sucking, and kissing her like a playful cat.
“I saw Ran. Huhu, she’s also Marey’s ‘female’… This made it fun.”
“Oooh.. Mom.. Now… I want to put it in her mouth…”
“Wait a minute. Marey, there is an order.”
Despite her son’s urging, Ravella, after her light discipline, holds the tip of her penis in a circle with her hand and slowly moves it toward the tip of her root.
-Zeugh… Zuug… Tsuug…
Lumps of semen that had not yet turned yellow, hidden inside her shell, tangled like threads and moved slowly backwards along the pushed back shell. The elongated clumps of semen break with a clatter with each movement of Ravela’s hand and fall back onto her penis.
“Looks like you didn’t even have time to wash properly? So many delicious looking things… Whoa.. The smell of sweat.. Tsueup..”
“Well, if you smell it like that… It’s embarrassing…”
Marey trembled at Ravela’s breath, her face flushed red. She makes a loud noise, sticks out her tongue to suck out the remaining jig, and exhales slowly in a thicker and denser service than usual, calming her desire to ejaculate.
-Tsueup.. Tseuk… Tzeup.. Tzeup… Tsueup.. Tsueup.. Jjong..
It was finished when it stayed in her mouth and sucked hard, but thanks to Marey’s daily routine, which is devoted to sowing seeds most of the day, her long-awaited chigue Ravelra happily snorted and ran to the back of her glans. He was sucking and sucking on the jig that was clumped together.
“It stinks… And has golden hair… Whoops, really…”
Ravela stuck out her tongue, where her long golden hair was tangled between the globs of her cum. Ravela grabs the golden hair, which she thinks is Ran’s, with her index and middle fingers and skillfully pulls it out from between the lumps of her semen.
