Chapter 384
Chapter 384
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 384
Chapter Title: Night of the Widow (5)
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1.
I wonder how long she had been there.
I wanted to chase after Diana, who had clumsily clambered over the railing like a sloth and fled, to explain myself or clarify or at least make excuses.
But first, I had to deal with the problem right in front of me.
I couldn't just leave the unconscious Countess behind.
"Haa..."
Embarrassing as it was, this wasn't the first time something like this had happened.
Nothing major had come of it afterward, either.
Guess this was just my fate.
Siu sighed and wandered the room to clean up.
For some reason, every room on this floor was a bedroom.
That meant there were no separate hallways—just the main hall at the foot of the stairs, beyond which the bedrooms twisted together like a maze.
He was a little impressed by how each room had different interior designs and bed shapes.
In one of the interspersed bathrooms, he drew warm water, soaked a towel, and meticulously wiped down the Countess's body.
Her soft, pliant form.
He thought he'd calmed down, but just cleaning her was enough to make it hard to hold back his erection.
He could hardly believe he'd spanked that beautifully sculpted ass and poured his seed all over her.
"Hm... Hmmm..."
He cleaned even the semen diluted with her love juices trickling between her thighs and moved her to another bedroom.
The Countess's eyelids fluttered, revealing her lovely crimson eyes.
"Oh, Siu...?"
"You're awake."
She blinked, realized she was naked in his arms, and hurriedly pulled the blanket over herself.
"Wh-when did I...? Ah..."
Her face flushed red as a persimmon, as if remembering the night before.
Siu awkwardly pulled the blanket over his own lower half, too.
Come to think of it, he'd been so focused on tending to the Countess that he was still only wearing his underwear.
"......"
"......"
The Countess clutched her blanket in embarrassment, while Siu gripped his towel just as awkwardly.
The night of madness had vanished with the sunlight, leaving only awkward man and woman behind.
The Countess's eyes rolled toward the towel in Siu's hand.
"Did you... clean me up, Siu?"
"Yes."
He'd been frozen, agonizing over whether to tell her Diana had peeked...
But apparently, she interpreted his stiff demeanor differently.
The hesitant Countess slowly lowered her arms from clutching the blanket.
She looked immensely relieved, for some reason.
"When the sun rose, Nighttime Siu and Daytime Siu felt like completely different people."
She cast a sultry glance at him.
Siu cleared his throat.
Having gone overboard with all sorts of perversions in the heat of the moment, the belated criticism stung.
"I thought I was done for. And my ass—it's killing me."
Ah.
Siu realized she was putting up a front, mimicking her usual self to tease him.
Her moist gaze darted away whenever it met his, and the flush on her cheeks gave her away.
Remembering last night must have embarrassed her so much that she was deflecting by teasing him instead.
It was obvious camouflage.
"Want me to take a look?"
"Kyaa...!"
She shrieked and curled up as he playfully tugged at the blanket.
Spotting his grinning face, she huffed in indignation.
"Siu! No more pranks! I'm going to get mad!"
Lady Countess.
You're adorable.
"You're cuter than you look, my Lady."
"Cuter? Ha! Siu, I like that you're casual with me, but I'm still the Countess of Gehenna, you know. At least observe the minimum courtesies and decorum."
She furrowed her brow sternly in declaration.
"You're not actually mad, are you...?"
"I am. Furious, even. It hurt so much."
"You loved it. You're just embarrassed thinking back on it... Ow!"
"Always so..."
She pinched the inside of his thigh hard—no mercy at all, leaving a bruise.
As Siu yelped, she smiled languidly and gave an order.
"Siu, I need to get dressed. Turn around for a moment?"
-Swish!
The blanket rustled away, the nearby wardrobe door swung open on its own, and undergarments and clothes flew over.
By the time he turned back at her signal that it was fine, the Countess was already fully dressed, legs crossed as she sat on the bed.
The same formal yet sexy attire as before, but his impression was entirely different now.
Knowing her naked body intimately underneath, the clothes seemed amateurish at covering her, stirring his imagination.
"Would you like some breakfast before you go?"
"Is that all right?"
"Of course. You're a guest in our house."
As they exchanged mundane words, she swept up her hair and even applied light makeup.
Just putting on clothes, tying her hair simply, and dabbing her lips—and she was back to her usual Countess self in an instant.
As if she'd neatly sorted her mind along with it.
"Shall we?"
"My honor."
She extended her hand gracefully, palm up.
An invitation to escort her.
Siu took her long fingers lightly atop his and walked with her to the dining hall.
He knew the way, having eaten there once with Diana as a trio before.
They walked the corridor in silence; he stole a sidelong glance at her.
A mature air and demeanor utterly different from the hot night or this early morning.
Adult-like poise, perhaps?
She seemed unconcerned by last night's memories, as if they were buried with the day.
Siu had expected mutual awkwardness, so her composure intrigued him.
"......"
Then their eyes met—she'd been glancing sideways, too.
Siu startled and coughed.
"Ahem..."
She quickly averted her gaze and cleared her throat, too.
"Ahem..."
No, not at all.
Her calm act had tricked him into thinking she'd washed it all away cleanly.
Strictly speaking, she was usually the type to chatter and tease him nonstop.
This odd silence was the real deviation from normal.
"Siu, it's rude to steal glances at a lady's profile."
"Weren't you looking at me, too?"
"I felt your gaze from beside me. I just looked out of curiosity about what you were staring at so intently."
"I see... Sorry. You look so different from last night. Ack! Stop pinching!"
"No more talk of last night from now on. Got it?"
"Yes, ma'am..."
She twisted and pinched his side viciously.
If this counted as physical contact, the distance between them had shrunk a bit.
The corridor basked pleasantly in morning sunlight.
As they stepped into the shadowed area where the colonnade met the hall, the Countess halted abruptly.
"Something wrong?"
"Siu."
She turned to face him, chewing her plump crimson lips before speaking.
"I'm a bit busy today. Of course, I reserved your tutoring time."
"Yes."
"Truth be told, I barely have time for breakfast."
"I see."
An odd topic from the one who'd suggested eating first.
"You know spirits don't really need nutrition from food. Breakfast itself isn't essential—it's more about setting a daily routine... A ritual, in a way. Same for dinner or sleep."
"Right."
The conversation drifted into irrelevance.
It didn't seem important enough to stop in the middle of the corridor for...
"So, do we really need to eat...?"
Ah.
He got it.
"I have about two hours before I head to my duties... Any fun ways to spend it?"
She rolled her eyes upward slyly, gauging his reaction.
The pretense was gone.
Before him stood only the widow, exuding an even more lascivious aura.
Diana catching them still gnawed at him.
He hadn't even told the Countess.
And he hadn't inhaled her scent deeply, either.
If he gave in again here, he'd be less man and more beast in heat.
Her slender hand touched his chest, pushing him gently against the wall.
Standing on tiptoe, she whispered in his ear.
"Siu, I think I left something in the bedroom."
Her lips brushed as she spoke, her breath tickling his earlobe.
"Will you help me look?"
"Countess, I'm a dog in heat."
"Oh my?"
Siu scooped her up and dashed back to the bedroom.
2.
"What do I do... What do I do...? What should I do...?"
Back in her own bedroom, Diana tossed and turned sleeplessly, chanting "What do I do?" like a mantra until afternoon approached.
This was bad.
Really bad.
The greatest crisis of Diana Yesod's apprentice witch life.
Of all places, she'd been caught red-handed by him there.
Of course, since she'd successfully lost her virginity afterward, he probably hadn't seen that exact moment.
If he had, she wouldn't have joked about jumping off the terrace—she'd have done it.
The problem was getting caught spying on her mother and him in their secret tryst.
Worse, while perched over the terrace railing, watching intently.
That was the real issue.
The flicker of irritation and anger she'd felt toward her mother for trying to monopolize him had long faded.
Human emotions tend to stem from the most pressing event at hand.
Her jealousy-like feeling had instantly twisted into intense taboo thrill and dizzying sexual curiosity the moment she peeked.
After locking eyes with Shin Siu, it became panic and frantic desperation to smooth things over.
But it didn't stop there—memories flooded in relentlessly.
Shin Siu's muscular naked body, her mother's moans and wanton display.
The shadow of his manhood thrusting like a spear between her thighs, the orgasm she'd felt for the first time in her life.
Chemical and electrical surges saturated her brain, leaving Diana dizzy as if drunk.
It was like fifty tiny Dianas chattering in her head all at once.
If she lined up the thoughts flashing between blinks:
Mom can't find out. Such a huge cock. Is it okay to just shove it in like that? Mom loved it so much... Unbelievable... What does it feel like? She hasn't noticed already, has she? Caught right then of all times... I'm done for... How do I face him...? Just a light rub felt that good... Apprentice witches have to stay away from men! What if she uses this against me...? I absolutely don't want Mom to know...
Whisper whisper.
Blah blah blah.
Her head spun from the endless internal debate.
Then, like a knife slicing through the chaos, a cold knock sounded.
-Knock knock
"Miss Diana, it's Shin Siu."