Chapter 53
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: 14. This Feels Too Much Like Lovers' Sex
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After pulling my dick, thick with the witch's scent, out from between her breasts.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the only thing coating it, so I started wiping the shaft clean with some wet wipes for now.
I'd planned to do it myself, of course, but this time, I was getting special help from the Team Leader.
...Honestly, we probably should've dealt with the semen splattered all over the inside of her clothes first.
Even when I asked her directly, she just made a lewd joke and kept going, pulling out the third wipe.
"Maybe we need a real onahole after all."
The Team Leader extended her index finger toward me as she said it.
She looked just like a teacher instructing me to fetch supplies.
"The 'remote' function was basically missing, right? Like a penetration spell or something?"
"Yeah. If anything, it was just squeezing through your clothes into your breasts."
"So for you, Dowon, it was like just shoving your dick into some soft fabric..., which has to be inconvenient for actual use, right?"
"...Probably."
"In the end, nothing beats a ready-made product for convenience. Then we layer my magic on top!"
An ordinary-looking onahole on the outside, but connected inside to the Team Leader—that's what she meant.
That was exactly the form I'd had in mind from the start, so I nodded without objection.
"Is that all we need? Anything else I can help with...?"
"No. You've worked hard enough, Dowon. Rest up."
"Still..."
"Besides, it's easier if I handle it myself. Better for me to order online than have you buy an onahole and hand it over, right?"
"...Got it."
"Huh, shouldn't a subordinate ask at least three times...?"
"......"
"Just kidding, kidding.... You did work really hard, didn't you?"
For "working hard," it felt more like throwing perfectly good food in the trash, as the Team Leader had put it moments ago.
As I hesitated, glancing at her cautiously, she met my eyes and lightly pressed her hands to her chest.
...Then she pinched the fabric of her clothes between her fingers, lifting it slightly to show the sticky, semen-soaked parts clinging together.
Thanks to the drops starting to fall—tick, tick—I averted my gaze first, and the Team Leader let out her signature laugh before whispering,
"With shipping time, it'll probably take two or three days. So after that..."
"......"
"...Please be gentle with me? Mr. Civil Servant from the Rehabilitation Support Department."
Once the conversation wrapped up.
The Team Leader vanished completely right in front of me.
Just like that one time in the living room, a very witch-like exit.
"Hmm..."
That reminded me of the short woman from the subway recently—her final moments.
She hadn't disappeared cleanly; it was more like being erased from the toes up with an eraser.
Was it a difference in skill compared to the Team Leader?
Or maybe what I'd seen on the subway wasn't teleportation but some stealth-type magic...
As I rolled around on the bed lost in idle thoughts, my eyes naturally fell on a modern essential: my smartphone.
The one with that short woman's number saved in it.
Only now did it hit me how well witches blended into modern society.
"A civil servant Team Leader, Neria's always busy gaming..., and this apprentice witch was an idol hopeful or something."
An active idol. Or just a trainee.
She hadn't explained in detail, so I wasn't sure which.
But I could make a decent guess.
With a witch's looks, she'd definitely blow up online, so she had to be a trainee.
Even stunningly pretty ones only got cameos in music videos at best, and a quick search turned up no recent buzz about trainees like that.
At this point, she was probably with some no-name small agency.
"A witch at a place like that...?"
Eve the Team Leader.
Erzel.
Neria.
And that short witch I'd secretly chatted with.
All women so stunning you'd lose your mind staring if you weren't careful—and none of them scrambling around at some tiny agency.
Hell, they could've dropkicked the front gate of a major label and no one would've batted an eye.
"......"
Helping another witch's apprentice witch behind Eve's back... ...Yeah, okay.
I like women too, so that much I get.
But I needed concrete info to decide yes or no.
That's why that number labeled "Kihased" kept nagging at me.
...And the late timestamp right above it—11:27 PM—was no different.
If it were someone like the Team Leader, someone I knew casually, fine—but messaging a near-stranger witch at that hour?
Felt risky, so I held off.
"...Sigh."
If I could just meet Erzel right now, it'd ease this frustration a bit.
Should've gotten her number back then.
...Of course,
"Time for bed..."
She'd probably drain me dry every day just to keep from getting eaten alive.
"Ah, Dowon."
"...Erzel."
...Speak of the devil.
On a drizzly day like today, did Water-type Pokémon Erzel guarantee an appearance?
In the noisy morning commute, amid the sound of cars slicing through the rain.
I arrived at Neria's apartment and, for some reason, found Erzel crouched under an umbrella.
"Look at this. It's an earthworm!"
"......"
And the earthworm itself, a total stranger.
A witch who could summon rain at will must've seen plenty of earthworms.
Still, she was crouched down staring, so it had to be a big one.
Yeah, creepy as hell.
"What brings you here? Visiting Neria?"
"No, I was waiting for you, Dowon?"
"Me?"
"Yeah. When we first met, you seemed to commute this way, so I waited here."
"Do you need a favor or something?"
No way she's here to say older women aren't my type again.
As I glanced at her—rain mana pouring from the sky, numb thighs thumping as she stood—
Her response was the total opposite of what I'd idly thought.
"I heard Rin visited you recently?"
"Rin...?"
"Rin Kihased. Didn't you meet a witch the day before yesterday, Dowon?"
Rin Kihased.
Seemed like the name of that witch I'd met before.
Like Neria and Erzel bound by the Heka surname, Kihased felt like hers.
Anyway, one thing I'd wanted to ask Erzel about was sorted.
...But if that's the case, why not just give the full name upfront.
Shaking off the irritation flickering in my mind, I nodded.
"Yes. I did. She showed up out of nowhere, so I was caught off guard..."
"Sorry. Actually, I'd been talking to Rin..., and she has an apprentice witch like me who's 'not interested in sex'..."
"It's fine. Just surprised me—no real issues."
"Still, you must've had a rough time. She's got zero social skills. Classic research-obsessed witch."
"Research-obsessed..."
Human terms: study bug, effort freak, workaholic type.
I held back the urge to nitpick.
"What'd she say to you? She just told me 'I made a reservation too.' Oh, and she said to keep it from Eve."
"Pretty much the same for me. She showed up out of the blue and asked me to see her apprentice after Neria..."
"Hmm. Even for a human, that's rude. If she's gonna cut in line, at least space it out..."
"......"
She was a witch, after all, so her beauty could stir desire.
But not the topic now.
Info-gathering first.
"...Um, Erzel? Do you know anything about Rin's apprentice witch?"
"Sorry. All I heard was she ran off to be an idol."
"Like, a trainee or an active idol...?"
"No idea. My guess is trainee...? I'd know if a witch-lookalike popped up on TV, but I haven't seen one."
"I see..."
"Sorry I don't know more."
"No, it's fine. I have Rin's number, so I'll ask her myself next time."
Disappointing—barely useful info.
All I got was that the witch's name was Rin.
Ideally, I'd hash out a plan with Erzel's help here, but looks like I'd contact Rin later for a Q&A on the apprentice.
Quest that couldn't be cleared right away, so time for the next topic.
"...Oh, you have Rin's number?"
"......?"
Wait, not that.
"Weird. She's a total research nerd, not the type to have sex often. But she got your number super naturally?"
"...Is that bad?"
"I don't even have yours yet, and Rin's taking your virginity...?"
"......"
"For her, you'd just be a boring quick fix, but with me, we could always have fun mating..."
"......"
Thankfully, Erzel's teasing ended when I handed over my number without fuss.
Not because I wanted fun mating—mutual contacts would just be convenient.
So, back to the main point.
"Anyway, Erzel."
"Yes? What?"
"Is blocking me from the Team Leader really just for Neria?"
"Huh? Neria? No, before that—me blocking you two?"
"...Weren't you? You said to focus solely on Neria..."
"Why would I...? Didn't I say from the start I support you and Eve?"
"You... did."
"You know that well. So why would I block you?"
"......"
"......"
I thought I'd figure out Erzel's intentions.
...But contrary to expectations, our talk veered strangely,
"Did Eve say I was interfering?"
"Ah, yes. She did."
"......Knew it. That's the only explanation."
"......?"
Erzel, deep in thought, spoke up.
"To make it feel more taboo when you do it with Eve, she lied and said I was against it on purpose."
"......"
"...Sounds like a plot device from a novel, right?"