Chapter 373
Chapter 373
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 373
Chapter Title: Hero (4)
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1.
The power of the artifact was tremendous.
Sharon couldn't resist Siu's words in the slightest.
She eagerly threw herself into plays she usually shied away from out of embarrassment.
For instance, his request to watch her masturbate.
Spreading her long legs as wide as possible to fully expose her soft inner folds.
Or squatting her naked body on the lab table, lifting her hips while thrusting up from below.
Of course, Sharon's face burned with humiliation, but she'd already dug her own grave with her own hands—she had no choice but to comply with the embarrassing demands.
"Haaam..."
He'd planned to pull an all-nighter on research, but he succumbed to the temptations of the seductive Sharon.
In the end, Sharon dozed off on the sofa where they'd tumbled until dawn.
Siu gently removed the headband still perched on her head.
It suddenly struck him that he'd picked up a pretty damn good item.
"What a vixen..."
Truth be told, if Sharon really put her mind to it, she could easily overpower Siu.
Well, maybe not overpower, but she could at least resist enough to stop him from doing whatever he pleased.
But the moment she put on that headband, everything changed.
She couldn't resist his commands at all, and no matter how humiliating the order, she'd obey submissively.
The psychological thrill of conquest was beyond compare.
"Kuu..."
Meanwhile, Sharon slept soundly after their intense night of play.
He gently kneaded her legendary, blanket-lifting breasts even as she lay there.
Her snow-white chest bounced back with elastic resilience.
That soft, pliant texture was incomparable to anything else.
"Hmmm..."
His cold hands made her frown and huff through her nose.
A mischievous impulse struck him.
He teasingly circled the tip of her tiny nipple, which gleamed in a delicate pinkish hue the size of a berry.
"Oh..."
At first, the nipple yielded softly like jelly, but it gradually hardened and stiffened.
Sharon's lips parted slightly, a moan-laced breath escaping.
The bite marks left from sucking and nibbling all yesterday looked all the more erotic now.
By the way, the forced exposure of Sharon's masturbation habits had been a sight to behold.
She could suck her own breasts.
Sharon's tits were truly legendary.
Recalling how she'd nearly teared up from embarrassment made his groin grow heavy as he squeezed them.
He really should head to the Ye Sword mansion soon to check on Diana's lessons...
But it didn't feel that urgent yet.
As he moved to pounce on the sleeping Sharon—
"Siu!"
Countess Albreo suddenly burst into the lab.
Unfortunately, the sofa faced the lab door directly.
"Kyaaak!"
Albreo covered her eyes and collapsed in place upon seeing Siu standing naked, his erection right there with him.
2.
Whether fortunate or unfortunate, Sharon didn't wake up.
So he wrapped her in a blanket like a burrito and stepped out front to talk with the countess.
"I'm sorry. What brings you here?"
"I heard something happened in Border Town."
Albreo stared at Siu with an icy expression.
It even carried a hint of contempt.
If her look could be described, it was like seeing some clueless fool throwing a pork belly barbecue right in front of a mosque.
To a witch, magic was a realm of faith, and the lab was akin to a sacred chapel.
Learning that such debauchery had gone down in that holy space explained her reaction.
"I rushed back from the present world out of worry... but everything seems fine."
"Yes, it is."
On top of that, Albreo was the mother of the twins.
Even if she'd known, catching her daughter's boyfriend rolling in the hay with another woman—and glimpsing her future son-in-law's battering ram to boot...
Siu had nothing to say.
"Since I already lent you this workshop, I have no right to complain. But please choose your venues more carefully from now on."
"Yes, I planned to... I'm sorry."
Was it just his imagination, or did he always end up getting scolded by his future mother-in-law Albreo?
Even if unintentional, flashing his full monty made it worse.
"I'm sorry you had to see me like that, accident or not."
"No, it's my carelessness."
Albreo shook her head as if shaking off her earlier shock, then apologized.
She stroked her chin and tossed out a sudden question.
"Siu."
"Yes."
"Mind if I ask you something?"
"Of course."
The moment he caught her glance flicking downward, Siu regretted it.
He shouldn't have permitted this question...
Though in his scolded position, the answer was predetermined anyway.
"That thing... Is it safe for our twins? The size is just, um..."
"......"
Siu's fully erect member cast a shadow large enough to cover half a twin's face.
It was only natural for Albreo to worry after confirming its grandeur—not about "damaging the vessel," but "is this biologically feasible?"
In reality, it would have been impossible without their astral bodies.
Fortunately, astral forms far surpassed human flesh in recovery and durability.
"......"
"No, that was a crude question. Forget I asked. Just make sure this doesn't happen again."
"Yes."
And so the day began with a scolding from the countess and an awkward question.
3.
One unexpected development arose.
Diana had declared she would proceed with her lessons today as scheduled.
Setting aside her usual laziness, she'd taken quite the psychological blow.
So when her maid relayed that morning that lessons could go ahead, Siu was surprised.
He headed straight to Diana's room.
A knock brought rustling from behind the door.
But no matter how long he waited, it didn't open.
"Miss Diana, it's me."
"Come in."
The door stayed shut, but her voice came from very close, as if she stood right there.
He cautiously opened it to find Diana standing awkwardly right in front.
Her familiar face now had wide, round eyes—usually languid—and her lips pursed into a slight pout.
"Uh, uh, come on in."
She stammered, fidgeting like a leaf in her clothes.
Shy and hesitant, perhaps.
And what was this?
Usually, she'd stumble out of bed with messy hair tied back haphazardly, but today it was neatly braided.
And not even a day for going out.
"Are you feeling better?"
"...I'm fine."
"Shall we go in, then?"
He even showed her the Wizboard tucked under his arm, but Diana blocked the way like a gatekeeper, averting her gaze.
In short, she was in a highly unstable psychological state.
Siu pondered and quickly pinpointed the reason.
Our noble lady Diana had strong pride.
That pride had been shattered—she'd been helplessly captured by a human, Siu rescued her, and then she bawled her eyes out.
The very next day, she had to face him, so embarrassment and awkwardness ensued.
Siu patted himself on the back mentally.
He wasn't the old otaku Siu anymore.
He could read Diana's heart now.
"I still have something to say."
Diana's hand grabbed his arm as he tried to pass—firmly.
He was a bit startled.
This was the first time Diana had initiated physical contact.
She'd always kept distance like he carried a virus...
"S-S-Siu... Thank you. For saving me..."
Diana bowed her head deeply, mumbling on.
Her voice faded to a crescendo-like whisper—"saving me" barely audible—but it was her way of showing gratitude.
And now, she'd called him by name instead of "you" like always.
Last rescue event must have earned her recognition.
It felt gratifying.
Proof that good deeds come back around, just like his parents said?
"I appreciate the thanks. Shall we head in?"
"No."
Diana yanked his arm, shoving him out the door.
He went "Huh? Huh?" as she slammed it shut behind him.
"I want to skip today. Goodbye."
Caught off guard by the eviction, Siu stood there with his mouth agape.
"Did I do something wrong?"
4.
The moment Diana shut the door, she dove onto the bed like she was fleeing.
For her—who rarely exceeded 20 cm per second without cause—it was astonishing speed.
That morning, she'd felt compelled to groom herself, spending 30 minutes brushing and braiding her hair.
The prettiest dress in her wardrobe—which she'd carefully chosen—now bunched up wildly.
"...! Ugh...!"
Diana thrashed silently on the vast bed until the pillow fell off, then went still.
But her heart pounded madly, showing no signs of calming.
This is weird. Weird. Weird.
There were endlessly weird things.
Weird thing one.
Why had she said she'd do lessons today?
Considering her mother's usual attitude, Diana could laze in bed for a week without a peep.
In other words, she had a free pass to skip the annoying etiquette lessons.
Yet she'd summoned her maid that morning to announce lessons would proceed normally.
Weird thing two.
Having dozed off late evening, she woke at dawn.
Afterward: a quick 30-minute bath, breakfast, and primping.
Diana didn't hate pretty accessories or dresses.
But "pretty" usually demanded effort and discomfort, so she kept it minimal—enough not to tarnish her dignity.
Today, though? Nearly an hour, no two, fussing with hairstyles, corsets under the dress, heeled shoes.
And this was the weirdest.
That massively suspicious sensation when she saw Siu that morning.
Her heart racing inexplicably, breath quickening.
Her head spinning so much she could barely stand, words catching in her throat.
Truth be told, the symptoms started when he knocked.
They peaked the moment she saw his face.
She truly could do nothing.
Everything was the same as always.
His refined, handsome features—handsome enough, with a subtle masculine edge on closer inspection.
His broad shoulders that suited his suit perfectly.
His gentle, caring voice.
Nothing different.
Yet facing him felt overwhelmingly burdensome.
Even calling his name like her mother did was too much.
So she'd blurted a thank-you and kicked him out in a foolish panic!
Diana sighed deeply, lamenting her own stupidity.