Chapter 407
Chapter 407
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 407
Chapter Title: Overlook (6)
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1.
Si-woo closed his eyes.
Such concentration that he could hear the quiet sound of snow piling up.
Such silence that the beating of his heart and his breathing sounded like a building collapsing.
When he focused his mind as if contemplating the inside of his mind's eye, his consciousness sank into endless pitch-black darkness.
There was something to check.
Ain, where all the numerous magic formulas Si-woo had accumulated so far existed.
It appeared before Si-woo's eyes.
The rippling of shadows.
The loom.
Elemental particles.
The door and key leading to the Memory Palace.
The strings of the contract.
The enormous moon rising alongside the force field.
And the fractal form of the dimensional formula that Si-woo had originally been researching.
As expected.
Right after regaining his senses, Si-woo couldn't help but be astonished at his own magic.
Several autonomic magics had been added.
In addition to the pre-existing ones exposed externally—the Virgin's Loom, the Law of Shadows, the incomplete dimensional transfer formula, and the King of All Diseases contract.
Things that had originally sunk into his unconscious resurfaced.
But if one considered their level of completion...
"It's horrific..."
Truly horrific.
The original structures had been stacked quite orderly, in accordance with rules and patterns.
But the newly added ones were in a terribly chaotic state.
Compared to what Si-woo had previously delved into his unconscious to see, it was like the difference between a child's Lego play and a professional architect's masterpiece.
Disorder.
To Si-woo's eyes, which remembered that beautiful harmony, they looked all the more insignificant.
He closed his eyes again and sank his consciousness once more.
He planned to meet his inner self.
He honestly had no clue if conversation would even be possible.
However, if he could wield that ability freely, he'd be liberated from most threats—so it was certainly worth attempting.
However.
No matter how far down he went, there was only infinite darkness, like the universe itself.
The black veil from that time was nowhere to be seen.
"...As I thought..."
Si-woo opened his eyes.
The clearing in the Jemernai mansion came into view—the spot he often used as a training ground with his master.
He hadn't harbored grand expectations that the human mind, with its consciousness and unconscious, was like C: or D: drives you could just pop into anytime.
"Appear."
Si-woo recited the incantation.
Whether thanks to Clover, or because his unconscious self had rebuilt his body, his injuries were minor aside from exhaustion.
If he'd gained new weapons and skills, of course he'd want to test them out.
He questioned the still-unoptimized stigma and demonstrated his most familiar technique: the Law of Shadows.
As he expelled the shadows like formless mist—
-Whoooosh!
"What the."
The clearing filled with shadows, as if a legendary kraken had spewed its ink.
Those shadows blocked even the moonlight, creating the illusion that he'd stepped into Ain itself.
"Insane..."
It was astounding.
Even before, he'd been able to generate shadows on this scale by repeatedly amplifying to squeeze out mana.
But he could tell at a glance.
Efficiency and density at least ten times greater.
When he tested it as armor, the difference felt even more stark.
The black plate touching his entire body was far tighter and sturdier than before, even without fusing with elements.
He'd anticipated the magic would be enhanced, but not to this extent.
This time, he drew out the ribbon.
-Shhhrrrrk!
Over a hundred black ribbons instantly weaving through the air.
Despite their vastly increased number, they moved with perfect freedom and tremendous power.
Each strand twisted like an arm.
"......"
Had some kind of functional enhancement occurred amid the tangle of his unconscious and conscious minds?
This went beyond mere strengthening—beyond simple joy at growing stronger.
The power thrust upon him so abruptly felt downright unpleasant.
A nagging discomfort over whether it had truly been granted "without any price."
"Uh."
Suddenly dizzy, Si-woo ceased his spellcasting.
The burning ache flowing through his fatigued mana circuits was secondary; the migraine stabbing the side of his skull like a brutal hangover was unbearable.
"Still too soon..."
He'd hoped to test the King of All Diseases contract and the Red Branch today as well.
Perhaps he needed to give his body more rest after all.
-Rustle!
At that moment, snow piled atop a tree branch tumbled down, followed by two figures popping out with a pof!.
Rabbit ears perking up from behind a thick trunk, and a shark tail poking out sideways.
It was the pajamas the twins had bought back in the present world.
"Lady Odil, Lady Odet. Come on out."
"......"
"......"
Silence.
"Sorry, but I saw everything."
Only then did they react.
"Odet! We got caught because of you!"
"Sister pushed me when she yawned—that's why I bumped the tree!"
Bickering once more.
The twins' antics never failed to curve his lips into a smile.
As he approached quietly, he spotted them glaring at each other, lips pursed in matching pouts.
"It's freezing out here—what are you doing in just pajamas?"
"We planned to jump-scare you right when Assistant got back from work, like always."
"Because of Sister—"
"Because of Odet—"
""It failed.""
Still in perfect sync with their stereo banter.
Left alone, they'd surely devolve into "Sister's fault!" "Little sister's fault!"—so he stepped in to mediate.
"It's cold. Let's head inside before you catch colds."
He spread his arms wide, and the O twins scampered over, one clinging to each.
They hooked their arms through his in unison.
Two small heads leaning against him; from his forearms, he felt the soft swell of budding breasts.
Flowers in both hands, after so long.
"Assistant's making us sad. We waited forever and you just whoosh off."
"Yeah! Even with stuff to handle, you have no idea how worried we were."
"Sorry. I should've been more thoughtful..."
Odil latched on, eyes gleaming like she'd been waiting for this.
"Assistant, you're really sorry?"
"Right? We worried so much..."
"Then you gotta apologize properly."
"And grant our little request while you're at it."
In this mood, he could guess what they wanted.
It was always the same, wasn't it?
The twins adored doing it with him, even if only from behind.
"Of course I'll grant it."
"Then, to Assistant's room."
"My room?"
Truth be told, since settling into the Jemernai estate, he'd only been intimate with the twins once.
Back at the villa, when Albireo caught them.
Even anal with the twins produced no mana fluctuations, but the mansion housed her master, Albireo—and above all, Deneb Jemernai herself.
It still felt a tad guilty.
The fallout if they got caught was terrifying.
The twins felt the same; they never pushed Si-woo too hard to share their love.
But he'd been at fault for not carving out enough time for the long-suffering twins.
He couldn't just stonewall while in the wrong.
The three entered Si-woo's room, not far from the clearing.
Without a word, the twins shed their pajama hoods and sat him on the bed.
Odet took the lead.
"What we wanna ask for is..."
"Super intense kissing with Assistant."
"I won rock-paper-scissors, so I go first."
Odet beamed with worldly bliss; Odil crossed her arms, plainly displeased.
"That's fine, right?"
"Kissing's no big deal, anytime... but shouldn't we be a little careful?"
"Just kissing, promise."
Odet toddled over and straddled his thigh, legs wrapping his waist.
She hugged his neck tight, urging him on.
"Right here. And use your tongue."
"Odet, don't drag it out—my turn."
"Haven't even started? This'll take forever."
Odet was thrilled to bat leadoff for once.
Odil, robbed of first, sulked hard.
Teasing her sister with snide jabs, Odet begged for her kiss with utter delight.
The twins had this cute-yet-seductive charm.
Odet in her fluffy rabbit pajamas looked just like a doll.
"Mmm..."
Soft lips entwining gently.
Her dainty little tongue darted into his mouth the instant their lips met.
Like late-night milk laced with honey—a faint milky scent mingled with sweet honey flavor in their saliva.
"Chup... hmm... chuup..."
Odet squeezed her eyes shut, tongue dancing eagerly.
A clumsy kiss, yet the feelings pouring through required no words—pure warmth.
Ending the long, lingering kiss, Odet gazed up at him, face flushed pink.
Normally shy little pranksters, the twins radiated sultry allure in moments like these.
"Hehe... nice..."
"Odet, enough—my turn! Three whole minutes?!"
"Ahh...! Sister! That tickles!"
Odet was yanked away by Odil's fingers in her armpit.
She whined right away.
"I won rock-paper-scissors fair and square!"
"Didn't mean hog the whole thing!"
"Sister'd do the exact same!"
The sight of the twins quarreling brought a fond smile to his face.
Periwinkle's words suddenly surfaced.
At first, her "love them harder to make up for it" had sounded like pure sophistry.
But on second thought—wasn't it the only way?
Everyone close to him was precious.
"Lady Odil, Lady Odet."
"Assistant, don't butt in this time. I've had it with her sassing her sky-high sister. Time to settle it with Odet."
"Hours older and she acts like it!"
Si-woo spread his arms and pulled Odil and Odet into a tight embrace.
"Wha—what? Outta nowhere."
"I, I've got stuff to say to Sister too..."
On the verge of tumbling into a tussle, the twins went magically docile in his arms.
"I'm always so grateful."
"Wh-why so sudden..."
"Yeah, Assistant's our savior..."
"Lady Odil, Lady Odet—both of you are my saviors."
The twins fell utterly still, shyly twining locks of hair.
He realized anew how even their bashfulness matched perfectly.
Seeing their near-devout trust, a swell of responsibility rose in him.
"I'll become an even greater man—one who can fully win both your hearts."
"What're you saying? Assistant's already the perfect match for us—totally awesome."
"Yeah, yeah!"
"Anyway, my turn for a kiss."
Odil puckered her lips like a begging fledgling.
Given the location, even the twins figured full sex was off-limits.
In the end, it turned into a cozy chat session.
Heroic tales of his Bianca battle, as if recounting war stories.
Tales from their first meeting.
The Water Jar Witch.
Stories from when Si-woo lay bedridden.
No booze needed—the twins' kisses, peppered in whenever, heated the mood plenty.
A happy time.