Chapter 654
Chapter 654
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 654
Chapter Title: The Spy (5)
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In the witch society where only magic held absolute value,
it might not be all that unusual for a high proportion of lesbians to emerge among witches raised within its confines.
Alice was one who stood out even among them, with her sexual orientation firmly set.
She wasn't like the other witches, who were bisexual but turned to women only because no suitable men were around.
No, she was a pure, 100% lesbian.
Thus, the task of seducing a man felt utterly different from those days of torment under Roji's abuse.
To use a crude metaphor, it was akin to Si-woo being forced into an extreme situation where he'd have to seduce a gay man just to survive.
But this wasn't something he could brush off lightly.
This was about the safety of Malisha and Manya, after all.
No half-measures would do.
For two days, she waited under the tree, mouth agape like a bird awaiting a bitter persimmon to drop.
Si-woo, whom she'd expected to throw flirtatious glances her way soon enough, sent not a single seductive signal or temptation.
He was insanely busy.
Even from just two days of observation, his routine was monotonous enough to report to Rinne: sparring matches, brief massages, then collapsing into sleep.
But Alice didn't believe Si-woo's failure to do anything after taking her on as a servant was simply due to a packed schedule.
Males were creatures that went into heat at the sight of a pretty girl, weren't they?
Even if they lacked the strength to crawl, they'd try docking with their manhood leading the way—that was their true nature.
So there could only be one reason for his indifference.
He wanted her to bend first.
He was waiting for her ironclad pride to yield, for her to take the initiative.
And rightly so—he owed her two massive debts.
Once in the labyrinth, once at Hexennacht.
Moreover, for a smooth life ahead at Hyangwolru, it was only fair that she act as his tongue.
Knowing that, he had no intention of begging first—such was Alice's conclusion.
Though tangled in pointless pride and shame, she couldn't afford to hesitate any longer.
"Hey, look at me for a sec."
"Pardon?"
Si-woo returned yesterday-like, utterly drained.
His gaze carried the lingering edge of battle, fiercer than usual.
A glint of fury piercing through the fatigue-induced haze, perhaps.
Alice flinched for a moment, but her plan remained unchanged.
This was the final night.
She had to share his bed.
Leaving the bewildered Ye-bin behind, she moved to another room.
Even if she yielded her body to Si-woo a hundred times over, she wouldn't tolerate an audience.
"What's this about?"
"......"
Considering the old mansion's poor soundproofing, Alice had relocated all the way to the room four doors down.
There lay the bedding she'd prepared during the day.
Fidgeting with her dress hem, she murmured in a hushed voice.
"I-I'm planning to sleep here from tonight."
"Here? Is your current bedding uncomfortable?"
"No, it's not that... just."
Si-woo brushed off Alice's tentative advance.
"Where are you sleeping tonight, then?"
Swallowing her humiliation as she watched him, Alice ventured indirectly.
Her face burned at the transparent seduction—it was obvious as day.
Wasn't it the equivalent of, 'I'll be sleeping alone here; care to join me?'
If someone had tossed that lame line at her, she'd have scoffed and turned away.
But seducing a man first? That was a lifetime first for her.
Acting against her desires—when she'd always been so honest about them—was no easy feat.
"I'll be in my room. Want me to move the brazier? Seems chillier here."
An intentionally oblivious response.
"No, forget it."
Alice could only grit her teeth.
Did he want her flat on her back, belly up?
Rinne had ordered her to seduce and monitor Si-woo without ever revealing it stemmed from her commands.
That's why Alice couldn't resort to a straightforward 'sleep with me to repay you.'
But his behavior made her suspect he already knew what orders she'd received.
He lounged leisurely, as if her grabbing his pant leg and pleading once was a foregone conclusion.
"...Listen."
"Yeah? Could you make it quick? I'm beat."
Even after all this, his curt reply made Alice bristle.
Not quite anger—more a damp, sorrowful surge.
"I-I owe you so much. Out there, and here too..."
"If we're splitting hairs, yeah."
"I want to pay you back."
She gazed at him with moist eyes, but his face remained impassive.
"I'm wiped. Can we talk slowly tomorrow? I'll move the brazier for you."
Instead of what she wanted, he offered unwanted kindness and vanished.
Was her premise wrong—that he desired intimacy?
Or did he want her to grovel even more openly?
The latter was just a matter of bending her pride further, but the former spelled trouble.
As time slipped away, Alice bit her lip hard.
2.
Si-woo found the sudden event utterly bewildering.
"What the hell is this...?"
Alice's abrupt dash at him.
A few years back, he'd have brushed it off with, 'Nah, probably not.'
But after two years of trials, tribulations, and a harem life overflowing with fortune,
missing an outright 'let's hook up' invitation would be the real anomaly.
Anyway, witches hitting on him post-transformation wasn't new, and Alice's approach was downright polite by comparison.
"What's her deal?"
Sex was off-limits for the foreseeable future anyway.
Even setting aside the risks, he had no intention of cheating now that he'd been dragged into the heart of enemy territory.
But something felt off.
As far as Si-woo knew, Alice was a lesbian.
Back when the three vied to offer themselves,
he recalled her saying something like, 'We're bisexual... so less repulsion than my sister.'
Given the chaotic mess, it probably wasn't a lie.
So her sudden demand for sex? Inevitably suspicious.
"It's not entirely incomprehensible, though..."
Alice's position at Hyangwolru was narrow, with no clear duties assigned.
Unlike Ye-bin confined to the mansion, Alice had endured the auction block and its humiliations, so she might be pleading her usefulness.
Si-woo was Rinne's disciple and the one who'd bought her, after all.
Maybe she just wanted to repay the favor, as she claimed...
Was that why she was seducing him?
"Nah, doubtful."
Honestly, the odds seemed low.
Her expression and vibe during the seduction screamed 'poison,' far from genuine desire.
And the weirdness wasn't just skin-deep.
Si-woo hadn't forgotten the moment Alice steeled herself for humiliation over Malisha and Manya.
She looked like a tough street punk on the surface, but she cherished her own fiercely—would she bed him for that?
Especially with lovers she still needed to rescue intact?
Then a memory flashed: the first night with Alice, when Rinne had met her privately.
From here on, it was speculation.
Pure conjecture without solid evidence.
But after five years scraping by on sidelong glances,
Si-woo's instincts had sharpened exponentially through countless incidents.
Something fishy reeked to high heaven.
What if Alice was under some directive?
Then her sudden moves fit perfectly.
No light matter—he mulled it over deeply, brazier in hand, as he returned to his room.
Alice shot up the instant Si-woo entered.
"The brazier. Colder than my room."
"......"
She stared at him wordlessly.
Her face flickered with tangled, inscrutable emotions.
"Well, good night."
As he carefully set the charcoal-filled brazier by the bedding and turned to leave,
Alice grabbed his sleeve.
"Am I... not attractive at all?"
A bizarre harmony.
Grinding her teeth while whispering sweetly.
Was this seduction or a threat? Hard to tell.
The loose sleep-dress fabric.
Alice's soft cleavage—generously beyond a D-cup—rubbed against his arm.
A plush sensation. Her sweet breath coiled around his ear.
"Can't you sleep here tonight?"
The follow-up felt a tad more natural.
"Hey, calm down...!"
But her actions? Not even close.
Si-woo first shoved off the reckless kiss attempt.
He'd pushed her face in reflexive defense, but the rebuffed Alice pressed on undeterred.
"I was so scared... Kidnapped to this weird place, thrown on the auction block, all that anxiety and worry. Still am, actually... No clue what comes next. Can't you just comfort me tonight? I think it'd help if you stayed by my side."
Sudden acceleration.
That phrase captured Alice's behavior perfectly.
Si-woo's wariness shot to maximum in an instant.
"Hey. What are you thinking?"
Out-of-character actions breed suspicion by default.
Especially from Alice, with her already shady context...
-Rustle
Alice's nightgown slipped to the floor with a soft sound.
She'd ditched her underwear beforehand.
Gone the dress, revealing a nude that would make any man's mouth water.
Her skin, whiter than her silver hair, gleamed sensually in the moonlight.
Breasts swaying softly like ripe fruit, atop broad areolae.
Some time since shaving, shy stubble poked up delicately between her legs.
"Ack."
Si-woo started to think, 'Is that something sparkling...?,' but couldn't even turn away, letting out a weird groan.
Alice's naked form was undeniably alluring.
Yet beyond the appeal, something seized his gaze: piercings on both nipples.
Silver chains dangling from axles piercing the tips.
At the ends, teardrop-cut pink diamonds dangled like long-drop earrings, but on her nipples.
They swung hypnotically with every bounce of her breasts.
"Even after all this... you're gonna embarrass me?"
People actually wore those for real...?
He'd seen Western MILFs sport them in porn, but seeing it live doubled the shock.
As Si-woo's gaping eyes caught something else,
"My God..."
Seeming to notice his stare, Alice managed a strained smile.
Her face flushed crimson, unbecoming for a woman bold enough for such accessories.
"Yeah, that's right. Down there too. I'm... kinda lewd, y'know."
A gem sparkled between her legs too, amid the pencil-lead-thin pubic hair.