Chapter 131
Chapter 131
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 131
Chapter Title: Aftercare
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"Mmm, hng, hmm... *slurp*... *slurp*..."
Siwoo was exhausted after being milked three times just tonight.
He sat on the cloak with his legs spread wide, receiving Odile's devoted cleanup.
As the sounds suggested, her "cleanup" involved using her tongue and lips to meticulously lick away every trace of semen and fluids coating his cock.
Curled up small like a puppy nursing at a teat, Odile buried her face between Siwoo's legs and sucked the very thing that had been plunging in and out of her rear entrance until it gleamed.
"Hng..."
At Siwoo's satisfied hum, Odile glanced up, then swallowed everything in her mouth along with her saliva.
She even proudly showed him her empty mouth, her bright pink tongue shining like a trophy.
"Assistant, look! Ahh~ I swallowed it all?"
She'd already magicked away the semen splattered on her face and hair, yet here she was diligently cleaning his cock.
And from Odile, who supposedly hated the taste of cum, no less.
Siwoo was genuinely touched by her self-sacrifice.
He couldn't help but feel that living kindly truly paid off.
"Good girl, Odile."
"This is nothing. So, did it feel good?"
"Yeah, incredibly good."
"Heehee."
Truth be told, this cleanup idea had come from Odile first.
Something she'd read in an erotic book, apparently.
Despite Siwoo's repeated refusals out of guilt, she'd gobbled his cock anyway, so the least he could do was enjoy it.
He'd thought he had nothing left in him, but her mouth felt so good that his cock stood stiff once more.
Odile prodded the tip lightly with her fingertips.
"You don't want to go again, right?"
His cock twitched at the sharp tingles.
Recalling her slutty puppy act made him want to ravage her right then and there, but...
Time was the issue.
"If we had the time, I'd do it as much as you'd let me."
"Honestly, I'd love to too... but Odette's about to wake up."
Odile smacked her lips in regret, then crawled over to rest her cheek against Siwoo's chest.
His pounding heartbeat lulled her like a lullaby, her eyes drifting shut.
For her, this was no different than pulling an all-nighter—she had to be exhausted.
"I can feel your cum sloshing around inside me."
"Well, I did cum inside twice."
"You thrust all the way in and pumped it deep... bet it's reached way up inside."
Siwoo had no idea if Odile's casual lewd talk stemmed from innocence or something else.
Her cock-stirring words just flowed so naturally.
"Don't you need to clean up inside, Odile? It's... still in there..."
"No choice. I'll squeeze it out later... but not in front of you. Too embarrassing."
No matter how pristine her hole was—no filth whatsoever—it had once served as an excretory organ.
She absolutely did not want to squat in front of him and push out his cum, no matter how close they'd gotten.
"I wouldn't mind."
"I would. A lot."
Her face flushing bright red as she expelled his semen...
It would've been quite the show, but Odile refused point-blank, so Siwoo let it go.
"One last thorough clean before we head out."
A soft purple glow emanated from Odile's eyes.
The surrounding mana instantly stripped away every bodily fluid, speck of dust, and impurity from their bodies.
Magic really was cheating.
In Siwoo's opinion, cleansing spells were the most convenient of them all.
They quickly dressed and stepped out of the windmill, the lingering heat of last night's passion still thick in the air as they shut the door behind them.
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When Siwoo finally emerged from the windmill after his steamy rendezvous with Odile, the eastern plains were just beginning to brighten with the first hints of dawn.
The sky had taken on a bluish hue, a morning star twinkling overhead as Siwoo and Odile quickened their pace.
"Ugh, my butt's all tingly."
"What's that mean?"
"Hnnng... It's zapping and twitching even now."
Odile grumbled in complaint.
Makes sense—that massive cock had been pounding her for nearly two hours straight, so residual pleasure was bound to linger.
She'd climaxed five times in the process, too...
Siwoo, who'd never had his own ass broken in, couldn't fully grasp the sensation, but still.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh."
Her awkward gait made it obvious.
She waddled along like she had boils on her butt—rather pitiful.
"Want me to carry you?"
"No need. It's not that bad."
A brief silence followed.
Both were tired, so conversation naturally died down.
Still, the crisp dawn air felt refreshing.
Breathing in the clean scent of earth—no smog—mixed with the fresh aroma of dew-kissed grass was delightful.
Then, Odile—who'd been quietly huddled under her cloak up to her head—suddenly spoke up.
"Assistant."
"Yes?"
"Um, forget what happened today."
"Huh?"
Siwoo stared at her in confusion, only to see her face flushed red all the way to the tip of her nose.
The moment he turned, she yanked her hood down over her eyes.
Ah.
He'd initially misunderstood—thought she meant erasing the whole night walk and hookup, like "sleeping with you was a mistake."
"Don't play dumb! When I was barking like a dog... that was just the heat of the moment."
Her reaction cleared it up.
With the frenzied, passionate sex over, the fever in her head had cooled.
Especially her puppy-dog barking—that seemed to embarrass her most.
A mischievous urge bubbled up in Siwoo.
Spending time with Odile had taught him she was surprisingly fun to tease.
"Odile."
"What."
"Hand!"
Siwoo thrust his palm out in front of her with a smack.
She stared blankly at it for a moment before catching on and retaliating instantly.
"Don't! Don't! Don't!"
Her sharp low kick slammed into his shin with each shout.
The thuds sounded genuine.
"Eek! I did everything you asked! You're so mean! For real!"
She was on the verge of tears from sheer embarrassment.
Her pouting face peeked from under the hood, even redder than before.
She was so adorable he wanted to squeeze her tight.
No wonder Odette loved teasing her sister so much.
Her reactions were so varied—or she fell for obvious bait so easily.
Anyway, she was fun.
"Just kidding. Kidding."
Teasing an apprentice witch like this...
He never could've imagined it before, but maybe it meant they'd grown close.
Or perhaps because Odile seemed prickly on the surface but had a soft heart.
He doubted he could pull this on Odette so easily...
Comparing to their first encounter at the magic tool shop felt surreal.
Back then, Odile had been this unpredictable, dangerous apprentice witch.
Who knew he'd discover this side of her?
Odile planted her hands on her hips and laid down the law.
"Do that one more time, and I'll beat the crap out of you."
"Sorry. You were just too cute."
Cute, and overflowing with charm.
Even right after sex, visions of Odile's naked body—wrapped in that cloak—danced in his mind.
Her figure wasn't particularly voluptuous, yet it held this bizarre allure that captivated men.
"By the way, stop leering like that. It's so pervy."
She'd caught his gaze and launched a counterattack, but Odile was something of an airhead—if he timed it right, countering her was easy.
"How can I look away? Since we're already like this, why not give me a peek?"
"No way! We're in the middle of the road!"
The moment Siwoo grabbed her cloak hem like he might yank it off, Odile clutched it tight and hugged herself protectively.
She realized his trick right after.
"Kidding again. Kidding."
"Grrr... Assistant! Enough with the jokes!"
"Sorry, don't be mad. I'll massage your feet when we get home."
Siwoo soothed her grinding teeth as they entered Tarot Town.
Time had passed—people were starting to appear.
Women fetching water, the clatter of carriages, vendors arranging newspapers.
As folks stirred like bears from hibernation, Odile sighed wistfully.
"A moment ago, it was just us... Kinda lonely now that there are others."
"We can come out again next time."
"When's next time?"
She peeked out from under her tightly wrapped cloak, careful not to flash her underwear.
"Until I set up that meeting with Countess Gemernai, nowhere good to stay. Mind if I crash at the villa?"
"The villa? Our villa?"
"Yeah."
Odile nodded eagerly without hesitation.
She'd love to bring him to the main estate, but rumors of Gemernai apprentice witch suddenly housing a man could turn nasty.
Not a huge deal for her, but she didn't want it dragging her master into scandal.
His offer to stay at the villa was exactly what she'd hoped for.
If he left this world, she wouldn't see him until she became a full witch.
"Yes! Awesome!"
"Thanks. Now I have a place to stay."
Siwoo ruffled her hair as he spoke; she didn't protest, just bounced ahead happily.
If she had a tail, it'd be wagging furiously.
She looked that pleased.
Through the plaza and into the alleys stood the villa, a stark contrast to the dingy surroundings.
Before opening the door, Odile warned him.
"Be super quiet so we don't wake Odette. She'll get jealous if she finds out we snuck out alone."
"Got it."
"And what we did today stays secret, right?"
"Obviously."
"Good."
Odile nodded and eased the door open so silently it made no sound.
They slipped off their shoes in the entryway, swapping for slippers, then headed for the two-story staircase straight ahead.
Just before climbing, Siwoo glanced at the living room to the left—and his heart dropped.
"What is it?"
"........."
Odile shot him a puzzled look, then froze like she'd seen Medusa.
"Ah."
"........."
"........."
Two figures sat elegantly on the living room sofa, sipping drinks.
Odile and Odette's master.
Gemernai Albireo and Deneb stared straight at Siwoo, as if they'd been waiting all along.