Chapter 535
Chapter 535
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 535
Chapter Title: New Culture
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1.
There was hardly any need for counseling.
Lurye had simply poured out all the worries she'd been harboring up until now to Siwoo.
Though she used euphemistic expressions and phrasing—perhaps to save face—after about thirty minutes, she began sharing her honest concerns with relatively little holding back.
Her long, rambling complaint could be summed up in a single line:
The trials are too hard.
Of course, that was because she had to engage in endless, grueling battles against overwhelmingly powerful foes.
"Oh! How wondrous! Just venting my troubles has lightened my heart!"
But even more than that, she had no one to lean on—no one she could even confide in—which had driven her into a corner.
As proof, Lurye now wore a refreshed expression after mumbling her thoughts to herself.
"I'm glad it helped."
"It helped immensely. My resolve and fighting spirit are surging anew."
Worries with nowhere to go tend to fester inside.
He couldn't offer any sharp solutions right away, but he'd experienced firsthand how much just listening could help.
Even Siwoo, back in his slave days, had vented all sorts of gripes to Takasho.
Takasho hadn't been able to provide answers any more than Siwoo could now, but that alone had somehow invigorated him.
From that perspective, for Lurye, having someone actually pay attention and hear her out was probably a first, so it made sense that she was this delighted.
"I'll approach the next trial with full seriousness."
To begin with, Lurye was quick to shift her mood, whether for better or worse.
One might even call it a childish trait.
She could go from cheerful to flying into a fiery rage over a single unmet whim, but she never held grudges for long.
She'd blow up, then quickly cool off on her own and grin from ear to ear.
In the end, Lurye had sorted out her feelings on her own before Siwoo could even interject.
Seeing her back to her usual energetic self put him in a good mood too.
"Shin Siwoo."
But that lasted only a moment.
Lurye turned to him with a gravely serious expression.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Kneel here."
Lurye stood and made Siwoo kneel.
Figuring it was just another one of her role-plays, he complied without protest.
"Though you hail from humble origins, you have made great contributions to the kingdom. You are no longer a slave, nor a warehouse keeper, nor a clown."
Lurye tapped Siwoo's head and both shoulders with the side of her hand.
She spoke in a voice brimming with dignity, as if bestowing pride upon him.
"I appoint Shin Siwoo as the Minister of Internal Affairs of the Nukelabi Kingdom."
"Your grace humbles me."
He'd done it! Lightning-fast promotion!
2.
The Nukelabi Kingdom was short-staffed, so his duties wouldn't change much.
Once Siwoo, now the Minister of Internal Affairs, headed off to organize the warehouse, Lurye was left alone in the theater.
At first, spilling her troubles to him had felt embarrassing, like exposing her dirty laundry, but before she knew it, she'd laid it all out.
She didn't regret it one bit. If anything, she felt relieved.
The self-recrimination and loathing melted away like a knot unraveling—pure magic.
Was that why confessionals had been necessary?
In any case, she resolved to give Siwoo a fitting reward for showing her such magic.
She even roughly mapped out her future plans.
"I'll play only until today, then work diligently starting tomorrow."
Having grandly approved her own schedule, Lurye rummaged through the box stuffed with Blu-ray discs.
Tomorrow, she'd hold strategy meetings like before and seek advice from her Minister of Internal Affairs.
But how could anyone live solely for work?
Today had been too exhausting to start now, and above all, she had no mana left—she felt drained.
So, recharging via movie-watching became her top priority.
A reward to herself, so to speak.
Whistling a little tune, Lurye picked out a film.
Just recently, she'd binged the 007 series.
The actors were a bit ugly, but it was a fine work showcasing advanced modern society, technology, and thrilling spy action.
As she sifted through discs that all looked entertaining,
"Oh?"
Lurye spotted a disc she'd skipped last time, its label removed.
It had been in a black envelope, individually wrapped.
Back then, there were plenty of other things to watch, and rather than blindly picking something unknown, she'd chosen films she could at least vaguely guess from their covers.
Today, a spirit of adventure welled up in her.
Lurye inserted the disc from the top of the pile, fetched popcorn from the machine, and settled in to watch.
She didn't fully grasp the genre or setting, but the early plot was simple and clear.
A bratty daughter who wouldn't listen, and parents exasperated by her antics.
Enter a new Black family tutor, to whom they plead, "Do whatever it takes—just get her to study, please."
"Hmm... It's a bit crude."
Lurye knew some films drew you in deeper the longer you watched, but she'd prejudged this one so indifferently because the first three minutes were boring beyond belief—no anticipation whatsoever.
The video quality was better than any movie she'd seen so far.
Pores were visible, even.
But the acting was utterly wooden, and the framing and angles were disappointingly plain?
As Lurye lost interest and reached for another film, her hand froze.
"Hm?"
The Black tutor, who had been silently teaching the utterly disobedient daughter without much talk, suddenly dropped his pants.
Lurye blinked at the avant-garde turn she'd never encountered before.
"Wha... what's this?"
A thick black python dangled heavily between his legs.
The daughter—whose name hadn't even been mentioned yet—clapped her hands over her mouth in apparent delight, exclaiming something like "Wow~."
She'd seen sex scenes in movies a few times by now.
But one this abrupt? Never.
Maybe those few glances and sly smiles during the tutoring scene were the signal?
That was it?
And the dick appeared without any mosaic. Totally different from the bed scenes she'd seen before.
"Oh ho, this is... pornography."
Before long, Lurye correctly identified the film's genre.
She'd heard that video media meticulously documenting the male-female reproductive process existed.
Planning to skim and switch films, Lurye suddenly felt her interest spike.
For a witch who lived her life for magic, "relations with men" was an utterly trivial matter among trivialities.
Thus, her predecessor Nukelabi had taught sex ed using medical texts as textbooks—purely factual knowledge.
Insert an erect penis into the vagina, thrust back and forth, ejaculate, pregnancy—brief snippets like that.
In that sense, ultra-high-definition porn was vivid sex ed material unfolding right before her eyes.
"Hmm, fascinating."
Lurye watched on with eyes full of curiosity.
"Blacks have black dicks too. Who knew?"
The ponytail girl knelt between the Black man's legs, giggling as she brought it to her mouth.
The Black man's member growing steadily harder, the girl's head bobbing front to back in earnest.
This was entirely new knowledge.
Why suck it with her mouth, of all things?
A male actor's body wasn't ethereal.
With normal physiology, that was a dirty hose for urination.
Yet the woman took it into her mouth gladly, and the man's face twisted in exaggerated pleasure.
He clearly looked enraptured.
"Urk."
Her stomach churned in disgust, her mouth corners drooping.
Regardless, the woman bobbed her head diligently between the man's legs, performing the vulgar, filthy act.
-Slurp slurp slurp
'Ohh... fuck yeah~'
'Mmm, mmm, puha, mmm...'
For a moment, native Black moans and the woman's sultry nasal sounds filled the air.
'Come on, come on.'
The Black man grimaced and sprayed thick white liquid—opposite of his dick— all over the woman's face.
Her face, a ruined mess like smeared makeup.
"Ugh, what the hell is that?"
Lurye had never seen semen in real life.
But at the sight of that sticky fluid splattered across her face, she wrinkled her nose.
Yet the woman casually licked the semen around her mouth, then sucked the member clean with wet pops.
Meanwhile, the Black man stroked her head contentedly, looking ecstatic.
Now the woman stripped.
The man slapped her ass; she gripped the bed and wiggled her protruding rear.
"Putting it in? Now he's putting it in?"
Lurye muttered to herself, clenching her fists just like when watching regular movies.
But in close-up, the woman's pussy looked too small.
"Casting error, I think."
No way that black python could fit in such a narrow slit.
As the Black man positioned behind and pushed in, Lurye winced like watching a timer tick on a bomb.
All that was left was for the woman to scream.
'Oh~ yeah~ fuck me! Fuck me! It's my pussy!'
But the woman moaned in delight, and the man grunted "Plap! Plap!" happily.
Astoundingly, her vagina stretched wide, accommodating the massive ramrod like a castle siege weapon.
The wonder of the human body.
"Eek... eek..."
Lurye munched popcorn, immersed in her first-ever porn viewing.
Truly, the modern world held many curiosities... she thought.