Chapter 191
Chapter 191
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 191
Chapter Title: Twin Rush (5)
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Spaces built for people to inhabit inevitably turn shabby when no footsteps grace them.
The lobby兼 first floor of the department store had at least seen some finishing work, but the moment they rode the escalator up, the dismal interior of the mall stretched out before them.
Shutters were down everywhere, unfinished wiring jobs and construction materials wrapped in plastic sheeting catching the eye here and there.
Sharon and he had come here a few times before to search for homunculi, and Siwoo couldn't help but marvel that it hadn't turned into a homeless encampment despite everything.
No matter that the movie theater upstairs was still operating normally.
"Assistant, this place is giving me the creeps for no reason."
"It's fine. I've been here a few times—no ghosts."
"I'll just stick close to you then, Assistant."
Odette had used magic to shake off the damp droplets, leaving both of them nice and dry.
For Siwoo, there was nothing worth seeing in this place even if he scoured it with fresh eyes, but Odette's gaze of pure curiosity darted everywhere.
The first time she spotted that plastic sheeting, she'd crouched down and examined the unfamiliar material from Gehenna for ages.
A hideout vibe like this—maybe just wandering around was thrill enough?
But even Odette's boundless curiosity began to wane with time.
The fourth floor wasn't much different from the second or third, and her initial enthusiasm had cooled.
As if to fill the lull, they fell into casual chatter.
"Assistant."
"Yes, Lady Odette."
"Come to think of it, you're not really my assistant anymore."
"Guess not, since we're not in Gehenna."
"Mind if I call you something else then?"
"Whatever feels right to you, Lady Odette. I'm already used to it either way."
Odette bit her lower lip, her face scrunching up in thought.
Watching her eyebrows twitch this way and that was oddly entertaining.
"Orabuni? Siwoo Orabuni?"
She tilted her head at Siwoo, as if asking what he thought.
Siwoo Orabuni...
The term itself felt incredibly awkward, one he'd never heard in his life.
Yet coming from Odette's lips, it sounded perfectly natural.
Then again, Odette had grown up in the house of Count Gemernai, studying not just magic but the full curriculum for a noble heir.
Fencing, embroidery, piano, horseback riding—all as hobbies, no less.
For her, an older man called "oppa" might feel less familiar than the more archaic "orabuni."
Especially since she looked like she'd stepped straight out of a fairy tale princess.
No sense of mismatch at all.
"Not a fan?"
Siwoo had paused in thought, and Odette prompted him.
"Not that—it's just kinda awkward."
"You'll get used to it quick, Siwoo Orabuni."
Odette giggled, then gave his hand a firm squeeze before letting go, as if it were the most natural thing.
"How about 'oppa' instead? 'Orabuni' feels a bit embarrassing. Not something people say much these days."
"Hmm, I actually prefer 'orabuni' by a mile. The rarer, the better."
Siwoo's compromise backfired spectacularly, hitting Odette right where she liked it.
She swung their joined hands wildly, humming a tune with "Siwoo Orabuni" sprinkled in as quirky interjections.
The heavy, stagnant air—thick with darkness and dampness—seemed to freshen up with her pleasant humming.
"Looks like we've settled the name thing, so shall we head back?"
"Already?"
"It's been over two hours since we left..."
Siwoo wouldn't lie—this impromptu date with Odette had been a delight.
Still, the others would be stirring soon.
He'd left a note in the living room saying he'd stepped out briefly, just in case, but with tomorrow's packed tour schedule, even Odette needed her beauty sleep.
"Hang on—just come here for a sec."
Odette grabbed Siwoo's wrist and tugged him along to who-knows-where.
They ended up behind a pillar in one of the floor's most secluded spots—already shadowy, now doubly so.
Even if the place were bustling, no one glancing around would notice this nook.
"Why here?"
"Orabuni, I heard all about it from Sis. How you did it inside the windmill. No one's around here... it's perfect, right?"
Ah.
That explained her constant glancing around earlier.
Even mid-chat, Odette had been scouting for a secret rendezvous spot.
"To celebrate us finally getting some alone time... I wanna do it with you. From behind."
"Pardon?"
"You know... why play dumb again? That thing we used to do a lot."
Orabuni.
Innocent enough before, but tacked onto "I want it from behind," it plunged straight into forbidden territory.
And the one saying it? Odette, who could make protective instincts swell up after just a short talk.
The synergy was devastating.
"Sis said you went on a night stroll and then had se...x afterward. So it's only fair if you do it with me too, right?"
Fair or not, it was one hell of an awkward request.
As Siwoo hesitated, Odette launched into persuasion mode.
"I read in those sensual books that men love doing it in risky outdoor spots where someone might catch you. This place is ideal!"
"Like I said earlier, Lady Odette, for now..."
"Please..."
Odette clasped her hands politely, begging.
She knew Siwoo couldn't hold out if pushed hard enough.
Especially with those pleading eyes full of desperation.
That had always been his pattern—once the mood hit, he folded.
"Please... okay? I'm begging you, Orabuni."
"Hnnng..."
Time for some soul-searching.
The stars had aligned for Odette's pristine, guaranteed-clean, sincere, sticky, tight anal pounding.
Even a blind, deaf Siwoo would've clocked this timing.
Siwoo had never been big on anal to begin with.
But they say your first time shapes your tastes deep—and having lost his virginity to Odile's creampie, he occasionally craved sloppy anal with the twins.
Plus, after that thrilling stormy city stroll, alone in this quiet mall.
Perfect setup—who could resist?
Truth be told, his cock was already raging in his pants: Just fuck her already, you idiot.
Reading his hesitation, Odette went all in.
No chance to stop her—she stripped off her hoodie and shorts in a flash, folding them neatly on the floor.
Then her white inner dress and the drawers clinging to her hips came off with a flourish.
Odette's nude body after so long.
Her plump, juicy ass grabbed his eyes first.
Not "soft"—more "bouncy as hell," the perfect cute handful.
In contrast, her waist and back traced flawless feminine curves.
Skin like it'd been dusted with gem powder, faintly glowing even in the dim space.
As always, her modest breasts fit perfectly in one hand—no sag whatsoever.
Her nipples perked up slightly, maybe from the chilly night air... or excitement at the prospect.
This noble body, pampered daily by maids, standing barefoot save for shoes amid rundown ruins—it screamed sacrilege.
Like he'd kidnapped a noble lady for something unspeakably vile.
Yet the one demanding sex? Odette. Ironic twist.
"...Showing my naked body after so long... it's embarrassing."
Bold as she'd been stripping, now she shyly covered her chest and crotch.
Glancing sidelong at her neatly folded clothes, she approached Siwoo.
"I-I'm going this far... you really won't?"
Up close, her fragrant scent wafted over.
Soaked in rain moments ago, yet no fishy wet smell—just pure perfume.
Intoxicating.
Sight, sound, smell—all assaulted by Odette.
The feel of her backdoor, long forgotten, sprang vividly to mind the instant he saw her bare.
"I-I studied a lot too... and I wanna try all sorts of things with you, Assistant..."
Her "studying" seemed legit as she raked her fingertips lightly over his chest.
Though the moves were clumsy as hell—pure theory in action.
"E-even like this?"
She stepped back a bit, then shyly thrust her ass toward him.
Bending forward, gripping her knees like she was sumo-wrestling her own cheeks, offering it up.
"E-even... l-like this...?"
Her bold seduction didn't stop there.
Hands on each cheek, she spread them wide.
Revealing the stunning view.
Her inner flesh, salmon-pink and moist, parted slickly.
Excitement from exposing herself so brazenly? Anticipation of what came next?
Her petals glistened wetly.
The wrinkles of her rear entrance twitched shyly under his gaze.
Parading pussy and ass alike—full-court press!
"Even like this—you really won't?"
Odette shook her hips side to side in that pose, flirting shamelessly.
The kind of play that'd earn a pimp-slap even from a paid whore—and here it was, zero coercion.
"Assistant—no, Siwoo Orabuni... every five days, I'd do it alone thinking of you... I know it's embarrassing! But... I still want it! I wanna be one with you... because..."
What came next snapped Siwoo's last thread of restraint.
The dirty talk she'd slurred drunk off her ass before, urging his release.
"Odette's ass hole... is Orabuni's exclusive cum dump, remember...?"
Innocence and lewdness.
Purity and seduction.
Nobility and vulgarity.
All those contradictions bloomed in Odette's rear like a pretty flower.
"Right...?"
"...Can't hold back anymore. Not from this."
Siwoo decided to school this girl who tempted men beyond fear.
Pants and underwear yanked down in one go, his rock-hard pillar bobbed as he closed in.
Odette, suddenly terrified—like her seduction had been a bluff—tried to pull away.
"A-Assistant, you can't just shove it in raw!"
"It's okay. I've learned some elemental magic now."
Thanks to Sharon's stellar lessons, he could gather ambient water to boost viscosity and lube.
Especially easy on a humid night like this.
Instant love gel dripped between Odette's cheeks.
Not quite store-bought quality, but enough to prevent friction burns.
"W-wait, let me just hold onto that pillar over there..."
"Wanna do it right here, this pose."
But Siwoo had no patience to wait the three meters to that pillar.
Especially not with Odette bent awkwardly, hands on knees, ass out—pure cockbait.