Chapter 40
Chapter 40
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Love Potion (3)
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-Gulp.
-Gulp.
-Gulp.
A strange tension hung in the air.
The silence before the storm was shattered by the sound of something being swallowed—three times.
It was the twins gulping down the potion simultaneously... and Siwoo dryly swallowing in anticipation of what was to come.
20mL was barely a sip—a tiny amount.
Though it felt like an eternity to him, the time it took for the twins to lift their glasses and set them down was but a fleeting moment.
"It's not as bad as I thought."
"Tch, why's it so cloyingly sweet?"
The twins chattered on about the taste for a while before suddenly whipping their heads around to stare at Siwoo.
It was to fulfill the potion's condition.
Siwoo held his breath, waiting for what would happen next.
Eros's potion—in simple terms, a love potion.
He wasn't sure if it could truly manipulate human emotions with magic, but honestly, he was curious to see what these immature apprentice witches would look like when smitten.
"Hmm..."
"Huh...?"
About a minute passed.
Nothing changed.
The eager spark of anticipation and curiosity in the twins' eyes began to fade.
"Odette, you sure the mushrooms you got weren't wrong?"
"No way. I stole them straight from the magic mushroom cultivation plot, just like the guidebook said. If anything, you must've messed up prepping the ingredients, sis."
"Hmph, you probably grabbed the wrong ones again."
"You're always so unreliable, sis."
Seeing the twins bickering and blaming each other, it seemed the potion had no effect.
The pointless squabble died down, and even after ten minutes of silence, nothing happened.
"Lady Odile, Lady Odette. Now that your curiosity seems sated, may I take my leave?"
The twins' lips were pursed in twin pouts, like kids whose birthday outing to the amusement park got rained out.
"No helping it. Go on, then."
"In that case, I'll be off. Just a word of caution out of concern—please keep this secret. If Lady Gemernai finds out, she'll kill me."
"Unnecessary worry, Assistant. Our master is incredibly lenient."
"Even a lenient master would burn a scoundrel alive for toying with her apprentice witch, who might as well be her own daughter."
Was there even any point in saying this?
"Don't worry about it. Anyway, thanks for your hard work."
Finally, liberation from this tense, lascivious situation.
Siwoo inwardly sighed in relief, bowed briskly, and turned to leave.
That's when Odette suddenly shouted.
"Wait!"
"Ack! You startled me! Don't yell right in my ear!"
Her voice brimmed with fervor—perhaps even ecstasy.
With a bad feeling, Siwoo uneasily turned back and realized something was wrong.
Odette had been standing there blankly, saying nothing. Her eyes were now misty and wet.
Her lowered gaze clung with honey-thick lust, like forbidden fruit dangling from her slackened eyes.
Her flushed cheeks and ragged breaths made it clear something unnatural was happening.
"If not now... I might never be able to tell you, Assistant..."
"Y-Yes... speak... your mind."
The odd, commanding presence—different from her usual self—made Odile finally notice Odette's reaction.
Eros's potion was starting to take effect.
Odette stepped lightly forward, pressing right up against Siwoo.
"Sit here and listen."
Her eyes screamed she wanted to throw herself into his arms as she grabbed his wrist and forced the departing Siwoo onto the sofa.
Her small hand, feverish with heat, burned hotter than Odette's mouth had when she'd sucked his cock earlier.
Odile watched the scene on the sofa with gleaming, intrigued eyes.
Suddenly, Odette untied the ribbon at her dress's waist in front of Siwoo.
"Huh?"
With deft fingers, the complex knot unraveled in an instant. The dress slipped off and pooled on the floor with a soft thud.
It wasn't as revealing as Amelia's lingerie.
Instead of panties, she wore an underdress reaching mid-thigh and what looked like drawers.
Given the fabric's thickness, they were clearly not meant as outerwear.
Odile and Siwoo gaped in unison.
"Actually... the manual at the very back had a section on how a girl can make herself feel good alone."
Odette's hand, hovering near her waist, slipped inside the drawers.
Siwoo's second shock hit him.
"The book said... a woman's body has this... little bud-like thing down here in the slit. If you press it with your fingers like this... and... and rub it in circles... it feels good..."
Odette had suddenly started masturbating.
The thin drawers made the movements of her hand clearly visible underneath.
"I was too embarrassed to do it around you, sis... so I tried it secretly while you were asleep. And I was thinking of you, Assistant..."
"Ah......"
Siwoo was so shocked by the sight that his mouth hung open, speechless.
A love potion, they said.
Not an aphrodisiac?
"I imagined you... putting your hard thing in my... embarrassing hole. It felt... so good..."
"Uh....."
Odette's bombshell confession.
She'd masturbated for the first time recently—and used him as her fantasy.
Hearing lines like that right to his face—what would any man think?
The answer: his mind went blank, pure white.
-Squish...!
Then, a subtle shift in Odette's hand over the drawers.
It looked like she was stroking her petals downward.
"And then... something started leaking out from down there... my head felt all floaty and hot... my throat tickled like I was about to sneeze... and... and my hips and butt started twitching on their own... haa..."
Recalling that sensation—or perhaps feeling it now—Odette's shoulders trembled with shivers.
"A while later... my body started shaking all over... and I came just like that, all on my own..."
Her coquettish tone, laced with a hint of guilt, pierced straight to Siwoo.
"Assistant, am I a bad girl?"
Hard to call the twins model students of virtue and diligence...
But right now, no words came to mind.
"Back then, I didn't know why I did it... I just thought it was because you're the only man I know. But now... I think I understand."
Odette pulled her hand out of the drawers.
Her fingertips glistened with sticky fluid.
She slipped those fingers into Siwoo's gaping mouth.
As if to say, This is all because of you.
"...I was in love with you, Assistant."
It tasted lewd.
Salty, bitter, oddly tangy.
Odette's clear love juices rolled over his tongue. Siwoo hurriedly called out to Odile.
"Lady Odile! Lady Odile! Talk some sense into your sister! This is an emergency!"
But Odile didn't respond—off doing who-knows-what.
With Odette blocking his view, Siwoo couldn't see her.
"Who are you looking at? Right in front of you... it's not sis, it's me, Odette..."
Odette gripped his head firmly with her other hand, preventing him from turning.
How did such strength come from this tiny body? He couldn't budge an inch.
"Lady Odile! Don't just watch!"
"Am I not enough...? Of course my cool sister feels... more attractive than me...?"
The situation spun faster than a soap opera plot. Siwoo's mind was fraying.
"No, Lady Odette, you're plenty attractive. Absolutely."
Tears of sorrow welled in Odette's eyes before he knew it.
"You're so kind, Assistant. But I know... I know I'm not enough... I'm dumber and more useless than sis..."
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Odette bowed her head and sobbed.
Her tears fell piteously onto Siwoo's pants.
"Lady Odette, that weird potion has messed with your head. Don't make more regrets—calm down..."
With her bawling right in front of him, he couldn't just ignore it. Siwoo gently stroked her shoulders to soothe her.
The moment his hand touched her shoulder, Odette's sobs stopped.
Her entire body froze, as if she couldn't even breathe.
She turned.
Suddenly, Odette looked up, locking eyes with Siwoo.
A chill ran down his spine.
"I just had a great idea."
A innocent smile tore through her sorrow.
"Having your baby, Assistant."
"Pardon?"
A baby?
"I'm still just an apprentice witch... so I can have a baby. My first period came ages ago, and if I take your seed, I'll get pregnant for sure."
Suddenly, invisible bonds clamped tight around his body.
Not some amateur restraint he could break with strength or his mana.
-Rustle.
Like a striptease, Odette slowly lowered her drawers in front of him.
The frilly, ribboned white drawers slid down her slender thighs.
In her exposed pubic mound—the vessel meant to inherit a witch's stigma—nothing else was drawn.
A bit lower, soft, plump labia nestled tightly together.
Where the drawers had pressed, a sticky thread of love juice dangled like a dawn spiderweb.
Odette's pussy was perfectly smooth, without a single hair.
"If I have your baby, you can't leave me... right? Because you're such a kind person."
Twisted possessiveness.
Her face, smiling with delirious joy, looked incredibly dangerous.
"To think I could make a baby with you... why does it make me so happy?"
"Odet... mmpf...!"
No matter how he screamed, an invisible force sealed his mouth shut.
Siwoo realized this was serious.
He'd thought a love potion would just cause fluttering hearts and blushing stares.
He figured the twins knew enough about the effects to drink it together without issue.
What kind of love potion is this?! It's pig estrus serum, damn it! he wanted to yell.
An apprentice witch who loses her virginity can't become a full witch.
After at least 15 years of personal training, she'd be ruined?
Siwoo would die.
He couldn't fathom why Odile was letting it get this far.
It wasn't just about him—it concerned her sister Odette's future.
Odette's hand moved, fishing Siwoo's cock out from his suit pants.
Her body quivered at its size.
"I'm so happy! It got this hard just from seeing my body?"
Odette lifted a leg and straddled his cock.
For a brief instant, pale pink flesh peeked from between her chubby mound—burned into his retina.
Thankfully, no immediate penetration yet.
She'd simply mounted the supine shaft.
His cock pillar slotted into the soft, boiling slit leaking snail-like mucus.
Like a sausage nestled in a hot dog bun.
"Your most embarrassing part... and Odette's most embarrassing part... are touching now... hee hee...♡"
"Mmph... mmph...!"
His cock was fully erect, yet death loomed.
This alone was too dangerous.
Magic he couldn't dispel even with erection-boosted mana bound him tight...
And her womb was far too close to his cock.
One slip, and Odette's 'vessel' could be damaged.
"Assistant... don't look anywhere else... You're Odette's now. I won't yield you to anyone..."
Odette began slowly moving her hips.
Precisely, grinding her clit against his shaft.
"Ahh... haa... it's so hot... nothing like touching myself alone... this feels so much better..."
Her pussy lips crept up from the base, sandwiching his length almost to the glans.
"I dreamed of becoming a witch... but if I can have you, I don't care if it all crumbles."
Her entrance now aimed at his glans.
One thrust upward, and it would slide right in.
Odette would lose her virginity. Siwoo would die.
In this hair-trigger moment, Odette leaned to his ear amid hot breaths and whispered.
"I get it now. This feeling where I'd burn everything for you... this must be love...!"
Odette's hips moved.
To Siwoo, it looked like the guillotine blade rising.
"Now it's your turn, Assistant. Pour your baby seed inside Odette and make me pregnant♡"
And with that, Odette—her pussy entrance locked on Siwoo's cock—slammed her hips down.