Chapter 47
Chapter 47
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: Late-Night Tutoring (2)
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Siwoo sat down in the chair, his face a mask of complicated emotions.
Odile lay sprawled across his bed as if it were her own, scanning the room with curious eyes.
"First time in a guy's room, and it's surprisingly tidy."
"......"
A fragrant plume of cigarette smoke wafted thickly out the window.
Siwoo's mind was fixed on one thing.
How could he send Odile home without any risk?
Maybe it would be better to tell Gemernai everything, even if it meant some danger?
Being dragged around by the hair like this didn't seem like it would end well.
It felt like a ticking time bomb was rolling around right in front of him, ready to go off at any moment.
"Assistant, are you mad? Or sulking?"
"Lady Odile. Please state your business first. I want to send you back as soon as possible."
Would yelling, getting annoyed, or threatening this tomboy twin sister do any good?
If their argument dragged on and Amelia caught them, that would be a real disaster.
For now, the reassuring points were that Amelia had never once entered this room past midnight.
And that the Song of Silence was active.
He wasn't sure how effective it was, but from the name, it probably muffled noise to some degree.
Odile suddenly sat up and faced Siwoo directly.
Her sparkling violet eyes gleamed like they held the stars.
"Assistant, has Professor Amelia seemed any different lately?"
"Not at all."
"Hmm... really?"
"Is that why you came all the way here?"
Even with a dedicated portal at the Gemernai estate that could get her to the academy in ten seconds flat, it was still a ten-minute trek from the academy portal to Amelia's mansion.
Accounting for all the travel time, it was a real hassle.
"No, there's something else I want to ask about."
Odile rummaged in her cloak and pulled out a book.
Honestly, Siwoo couldn't wrap his head around Odile's brazenness.
"Lady Odile, can I ask you something in return?"
"Of course. I've been rude, but you've put up with me."
Was that what you'd call rude?
"That... doesn't it bother you at all?"
"What?"
"There were all sorts of things that happened that day, right?"
Yes.
Not only had he ogled her lower half in the nude, but he'd even gone and climaxed inside her back entrance.
Odile had been mortified to the point of nearly fainting when she came to.
Yet here she was now, not showing the slightest sign of caring about it.
"Oh, that? You're still hung up on it?"
"How can you just brush that off?"
"It was just the elixir's effects going haywire, right?"
"Still, it was an unfortunate incident."
"Accidents happen when you're exploring the world. How can you become a great witch if you're afraid of failure or embarrassed by mistakes?"
Odile shrugged nonchalantly at Siwoo's words.
The reason he could tell it was just an act was the faint blush creeping across her cheek in the pale moonlight.
"A model witch indeed."
"You bet."
Odile beamed and nodded at Siwoo's half-bewildered compliment.
Her clear, double-eyelidded eyes drew him in dangerously.
He suddenly recalled the moment those innocent eyes had clouded over with lust at the most unexpected time.
"Anyway, it actually worked out for the best. Up until now, there was always this awkwardness when I faced you."
"Really? I never noticed..."
"But after going through something so extreme, there's no need to beat around the bush anymore."
Strangely, Odile's face was growing redder by the second.
"Anyway, here's what I wanted to ask!"
"......?"
"Truth is, I masturbated tonight. But something didn't feel right, so I came to check with you. You're an adult, more experienced than me."
Her tone was as casual as chatting about dinner, so it took Siwoo a while to register the oddity in her words.
"I read some erotic book and touched myself down there like Odette did. It felt good right away."
"Ah, I see..."
This was a bizarre situation.
An apprentice witch showing up in his room in the dead of night, chattering away about her masturbation like it was no big deal—wasn't there something erotic about that?
"Then I tried putting a finger in the back. It didn't feel good at all. It actually hurt. I'm dying to know why."
Send her home.
Siwoo, who'd tangled with the twins more than once, knew this flow was heading nowhere good.
If he kept chatting with her like this, she'd latch onto some ridiculous excuse and drag him into a headache-inducing mess.
"I'll answer, so please leave. The back isn't meant for pleasure. No way it'd feel good even if you masturbate with it."
"But before... it felt... good?"
Odile suddenly clutched Siwoo's blanket to her face, mumbling through it.
Her wide white sclera peeked over her perky nose, like a puppy gauging his reaction.
"Pardon...?"
"After taking the Eros elixir, it felt good when you did me from behind. See? Weird, right?"
Siwoo was certain.
Despite her claims of getting over the embarrassment and it being no big deal, the truth was different.
She was incredibly shy but stubbornly pursuing her sexual curiosity.
"So I figured it out—it's because it was with another person."
Obviously.
Even Siwoo felt way better getting a handjob than jerking off alone.
"You already reached a conclusion, so why ask me?"
With an apprentice witch right in front of him saying, Solo anal masturbation was meh, but anal sex with you was amazing!
In this awkward spot, he was at a loss.
"I've already asked what I needed. Now I have a favor to ask."
"No. Absolutely not. Go home."
He cut her off sharply.
Odile tossed the blanket onto the bed and planted her hands on her hips.
"A slave refusing a command from me, Odile Gemernai?"
She glared at him fiercely.
If it were before, he might've been scared, but now that he knew the twins' tendencies, it didn't faze him.
"Yes, I refuse."
"Hmph."
Her puffed-up shoulders slumped, and she pouted.
Honestly, pushing Siwoo further felt like too much, even for her.
He seemed ready to go straight to her master anyway.
The punishment from their strict master upon learning of the twins' escapades was terrifying to even imagine.
Threatening him didn't sit right either.
Teasing with half-joking leverage was one thing, but blackmailing him now—while he was digging in his heels about his escape magic research—would ruin their relationship entirely.
She could force him, but it wouldn't be this fun anymore.
"Fine, how about this."
Odile held up one finger.
She was mimicking Amelia perfectly.
"Just put one finger in. I need to test my theory."
Putting his finger into Odile's pristine rear, which had so hotly and tightly gripped his cock before?
He hesitated at the temptation any man would feel, but Siwoo's resolve held firm.
He pressed his lips thin and shook his head.
Odile crossed her arms with a huff.
"Okay, then how about this."
"No matter what, I'm not doing it. Please go home, Lady Odile."
"Hear me out. You'll definitely be interested this time."
Odile reached into the cloak she'd set aside earlier and rummaged around.
She'd anticipated his fierce refusal.
And her countermeasure wasn't just sweet talk.
"Accept my two proposals, and I'll give you this."
In her hand was a palm-sized music box.
The intricate brass device was protected by a glass cover.
"What's that?"
Five years as a slave in the witch city had honed his instincts.
It looked like a child's toy at a glance, but it gave off an extraordinary vibe.
"You said you were planning to escape the witch city, right, Assistant?"
"Yes."
Siwoo answered with a wary expression.
Was she going to use that to blackmail him?
"You didn't think just escaping would solve everything, did you?"
"I'm also researching evasion magic circles."
"I don't know your level, but that won't cut it. If someone really chases you, they'll catch you quick."
As Odile said, escaping Gehenna didn't mean true freedom.
Siwoo had been captured once from the modern world, after all.
Twice or thrice wouldn't be surprising.
That's why he'd prepared ways to shake pursuit in advance.
He was focusing on the escape magic circle for now, though.
"This is my bargaining chip for someone like you."
Odile dangled the music box in front of Siwoo's eyes.
Up close, its spring was turning very slowly.
"This is a music box that plays the Song of Silence semi-permanently. Want to see?"
Odile cleared her throat and bellowed at the top of her lungs.
"I, Odile Gemernai, am Gehenna's greatest witch!!!"
It was no small shout.
Loud enough to echo through not just Amelia's room but the whole mansion.
Siwoo felt chills run down his spine as he frantically clamped a hand over Odile's mouth.
"W-what are you doing all of a sudden?!"
"Mmph, mmph..."
Odile wriggled in his arms until she pried his hand away.
"Jeez, just wait and see."
Ten seconds passed, then twenty, then thirty—and nothing changed.
No sign of Amelia, and the birds dozing in the trees outside stayed quiet.
"How do Odette and I sneak out to Tarot Town every time? This music box makes it possible."
"An artifact, huh."
"Yeah, a top-grade one infused with self-generating magic. It'd cover a mansion like this no problem."
Magical items that held spells and could be used repeatedly—like Amelia's perfume, but reusable—were called artifacts.
They were rare and priceless due to their scarcity and utility.
Odile launched into an enthusiastic explanation, determined to tempt Siwoo.
"This music box is perfect for infiltration and stealth—super expensive.
Just holding it keeps your voice from leaking beyond five meters.
It erases your mana signature completely and blurs you from others' perceptions.
Plus, no footprints. With this, you'd be the world's greatest thief."
From what Siwoo could gather, it was ridiculously overpowered.
It even erased you from cameras, recorders, and surveillance.
A built-in mini generator meant a single wind-up kept it running 24/7, 365 days a year.
Adjust the side gears for precise control over range and duration.
With this, post-escape precautions would be a breeze.
"So, carrying this lets you live in perfect hiding after escaping."
No downside here.
Siwoo swallowed hard.
"You sure about trading something so valuable?"
"Totally. Master gave one to Odette and one to me. I can say I sold one for pocket money."
Seeing Siwoo clearly tempted, Odile finally flashed a confident smile.
"Feeling up for the deal now?"
"Deal."