Chapter 128
Chapter 128
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 128
Chapter Title: Promise in the Windmill
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Odile and Siwoo kept walking even after leaving Tarot Town.
They didn't have a particular destination in mind—just letting their feet carry them wherever, and before they knew it, they'd wandered pretty far.
Isn't that what a stroll is all about?
"Odile."
"Puh-heut! Ah, sorry... sniff."
She'd evaporated the water with magic the moment they climbed out of the fountain, but that brief chill must have really clung to her.
Seeing her clutching her cloak tight and sneezing her head off like that.
I had a feeling she might catch a cold if she wasn't careful.
"Sniff, what were you gonna say?"
"Can I meet with Count Gemernai?"
"Huh?"
Odile tilted her head for a moment.
Then she nodded, as if it wasn't a tough request at all.
"Not hard. But why?"
"I want to leave Gehenna as planned. Thinking of asking the Count for help with the paperwork."
"...Already?"
"Yeah, I want to get out of here as soon as possible."
Gehenna was a swamp of the mind.
It had never been a favorite place to begin with, and after all the wild experiences lately, staying any longer felt impossible.
Now that he wasn't Amelia's exclusive slave anymore, if the Count just handled the formalities, he could leave right away.
"Well, yeah... um... right, that's the plan. Isn't it?"
"Sure is?"
Odile mumbled some vague nonsense, her face twisting into a complicated expression.
Siwoo felt a twinge of unease.
Did something change while he was out cold?
He could finally relax after hearing what she said next.
"But Master is away on business in the mortal world right now... It'll be about two weeks—no, a month?—before we can reach her."
Odile suddenly turned to gaze at the scenery on Siwoo's opposite side.
"I see..."
Siwoo wanted out fast, but if that was the situation, there was no helping it.
There weren't any other high-ranking witches he could ask anyway, so if Odile said so, that was that.
Anyway, as they kept walking, the view opened up to a vast plain stretching to the horizon under the night sky, complete with a massive reservoir.
Dozens of windmills spun lazily around it.
Five years in Gehenna, and he'd had no idea a place like this existed.
"Tarot Town gets its water from there. If you cross to the other side of the reservoir, you'll hit the Mendel Hills—they pipe water there too, apparently. Groundwater alone has its limits."
The windmills lined up along the embankment, turning slowly, evoked a real European vibe.
Throw in some tulips, and it'd be straight-up Netherlands.
It brought on a strangely leisurely mood.
Curious Odile wasn't one to just leave it at that.
She pointed at a windmill with her thumb.
"Wanna go inside?"
"Is that okay?"
"What's the harm? We'll just take a quick peek and leave."
"If it's quick, sure."
Truth be told, Siwoo was curious about the inside of a windmill too.
Not sure what difference it'd make—they all looked identical—but Odile carefully picked one out anyway, unlocked the door with magic, and stepped in.
The padlock hit the ground with a clunk, rolling away like it was nothing. Clearly not her first time.
The windmill stood about two and a half stories tall.
Inside was mostly empty, save for the massive gears spinning endlessly with the wind's power.
With only a small skylight in the ceiling letting in moonlight, it was pitch dark.
The grinding of gears and the steady slosh of the waterwheel pumping water forced Siwoo and Odile to raise their voices a bit to talk.
"Emptier than I thought."
"Stairs over there too."
"Shall we go up?"
"Sounds good."
As Siwoo said, there were stairs on the far left, like a railing leading to the second floor.
Probably for maintaining the windmill's crank shaft.
They climbed the creaky wooden steps carefully so they wouldn't snap, emerging onto a floor patched together with planks.
Cleaner than expected, but it looked flimsy.
If the two of them jumped around, it might give way.
"Hmm..."
But once up top, there wasn't much to do.
It wasn't a lookout tower or anything, and the diagonal skylight was too high to see through even on tiptoes. The place felt pretty desolate overall.
Odile, who'd been glancing around, quickly lost interest.
"Head down now?"
"Assistant."
"Yes?"
"Remember that other promise I made?"
"Promise?"
Another one?
He racked his brain, but nothing came to mind.
Odile glanced up at him and tapped her cheek.
"Ah."
Then it hit him—the promise Odile had made.
Back when they'd confronted Ea to save the twins.
"You said you'd let me cum on your face when we got back."
"D-did I?"
"Wanna... do it now?"
Siwoo swallowed hard without thinking.
Was it the sloppy kiss at the fountain earlier?
Even as she tried to play it cool, Odile's blushing shyness was irresistibly charming.
A ticklish new sensation he'd never felt before made the tip of his tongue go stiff.
"Right here, right now?"
"It's just us. I picked a remote spot on purpose."
"Well..."
Odile tugged firmly at Siwoo's collar as he hesitated.
A light touch, but enough to feel it clearly.
"I want to do it for you too, Assistant. But I also... want to do it with you."
"........."
"Yeah?"
Odile sidled up to him like a cat begging for affection, eyes wide and lips pursed.
A pose begging for a kiss.
As Siwoo leaned in, drawn like before.
He felt a lock click shut in his heart.
Amelia's face flashed in his mind again.
This time, her tearful, desperate grip on him.
Would losing himself completely in Odile suck away this unease?
Knowing full well it was disrespectful— a grave offense to Odile— Siwoo slowly claimed her lips anyway.
"Mmm... mmph..."
Odile's eyelashes fluttered as she lifted her arms from his sleeves, naturally draping them around his neck.
The fountain kiss and this one inside the windmill.
The same act of tongues tangling, saliva and breath swapping— yet the heat, the texture, all felt different.
Hotter. Stickier.
"Mmm... chuup... chup..."
Like trying to drown out other thoughts.
Siwoo naturally undid the knot at Odile's neck and slipped off her cloak.
The thick cloak fell away, revealing a white inner dress too short to cover her thighs and her drawers.
"Ngh... mmph..."
Siwoo's kiss grew rougher than before.
He pushed her against the wall almost aggressively; her back hit with a thud.
Without breaking the kiss, he wedged his knee between her thighs.
"Puha!"
"Hah... hah..."
Just from ending the kiss, Odile's eyes were half-lidded, drunk-like.
Her heartbeat thundering against his chest was twice its normal speed.
"A-Assistant, you're so intense today."
The words slipped out unbidden.
Whether it was sincere or a conditioned reflex to dive deeper into the moment, even Siwoo didn't know...
"You're extra alluring today too, Odile."
Odile's eyes went wide like a startled rabbit at his cheesy line.
She froze like a statue, then nodded vigorously.
"R-right? I am pretty alluring."
Siwoo didn't wait, kissing her again.
The more their tongues mingled, the harder he grew below.
Lust surged; his excited mind already had her stripped bare, ravishing her fresh young body.
Siwoo's fingers hooked the straps of her inner dress and tugged.
The straps slid off her round shoulders, the dress peeling away to bare her chest completely.
He felt her tense at the exposure, but by then his hand was already gripping her breast.
Not really "gripping," though.
Her breasts weren't that large.
But they were springy, and her perky nipples stood out prominently.
As Siwoo's fingers twisted a nipple lightly.
Odile pushed gently at his chest.
"Assistant, wait!"
"Uncomfortable?"
"No, not that. I want to take the lead today. Lean against the wall here."
Positions reversed under Odile's direction.
Now Siwoo was against the wall, Odile crouching before him.
She spread out her cloak and knelt on it.
Then she fumbled with his pants and underwear, pulling them down.
"Wow..."
Siwoo's massive cock sprang up like a space shuttle right in front of her nose, twitching.
Not even touched yet, and just from kissing, it had swollen huge.
Factoring in how much was still soft, the tip glistened with thick precum after over a hundred days without release.
"Seeing it after so long, it's huge... Oh! Assistant, you've got pubes now."
Odile pointed at his groin with a fingertip.
He'd always had sparse body hair, but with his body regrown, a bushy patch of pubic hair had appeared.
"You don't have to use your mouth..."
"Haah!"
The moment Siwoo tried to stop her, Odile opened wide and engulfed his glans.
Her tongue tip gently probed his urethra, licking away all the precum.
The melting sensation made Siwoo lean harder against the wall.
Odile slurped the whole glans like a hard candy, then pulled off with a grin.
"What's wrong? Can't reach anywhere else anyway."
She dove back in, bobbing her head with wet slurps.
Her pert breasts jiggled slightly through the half-off dress.
Her furrowed brow and half-lidded violet eyes fueled his arousal.
Fellatio was sensory overload on its own, but seeing the woman's face made it hotter the prettier she was—and Odile aced that with bonuses.
"Mmph... mm... ha... slurp... chu... schluurp..."
"Ngh..."
The feeling of his lower half melting and getting sucked into her mouth drew an unintended groan from Siwoo.
Her eyes flicked upward, delighted by the reaction.
Holding his cock like a mic, peeking up with just her eyes...
That angle, plus her seductive tone, spelled trouble for his dick.
"Fuu... feels good?"
This was bad.
Maybe from holding back so long, but he was already close.
"If you're gonna cum, tell me? Promise is a facial."
With that, she redoubled her efforts, slurping away.
Early misses with teeth grazing soon smoothed into expert motion.
Unable to hold back, Siwoo urgently grabbed her tiny head.
"Wait, just a sec."
"Mmph?! Why? Hurt?"
He needed a breather.
Male pride was at stake.
Blowing his load in one minute of head might not faze Odile, but it bugged him.
"I want to do something for you too."
"Can't it wait till after the facial?"
Her innocent demand for the cumshot made his cock twitch again.
He'd felt this taboo thrill before with the twins' anal duo, but was this what depravity felt like?
"Hear me out first."
To cool off and delay, Siwoo made Odile a proposal.