Chapter 66
Chapter 66
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: Twin Donburi (1)
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1.
There are said to be all sorts of ways to chase pleasure in this world.
Booze, smokes, gourmet feasts, drugs, sex—you name it.
As you can see, just listing them out opens up an endless array of crossroads.
Among those countless paths, if asked which category is the most dangerous, Siwoo wouldn't hesitate to pick sex driven by lust.
He's experiencing firsthand just how reckless and perilous lust can become once it's ignited.
He knows full well that screwing up could land him in deep shit, yet his dick is standing at attention.
Even drunk as he is.
And even knowing that if this relationship gets exposed, all sorts of bad things could happen—his raging lower half shows no signs of calming down.
"You don't hate it, do you?"
"You seemed to enjoy playing with us too, Assistant."
Before he knew it, the twins had closed the distance, each gently wrapping an arm around one of Siwoo's.
They clung like girls begging to play a little longer.
Truth be told, it wouldn't be fair to say this gift was solely for Siwoo's benefit.
It was probably laced with the twins' own selfish desires.
They looked innocent, but they were sly little things always trying to jump Siwoo for naughty fun at every opportunity.
And yet, the softness pressing against him through their clothes—completely different from a man's—was the marshmallow-like sweetness that disarmed Siwoo's sense of danger.
Fluffy breasts and their perky tips rubbed against the fabric, making their presence known.
Giggling laughter echoed from both sides.
He didn't need a mirror to guess his face looked utterly stupid right now.
"Assistant, have a seat here."
"Should've set up a bed if I knew it'd turn out like this."
They didn't bother asking Siwoo's opinion.
If he protested, they'd just convince him with, "It's a gift!"
"Feeling shy? Should we turn off the lights?"
"But we promised to show our bodies properly to the Assistant."
"This seems plenty. He's already looking totally dazed anyway."
The twins teased each other right in front of Siwoo, who was half out of it, staring blankly.
Their perfect height meant the breasts and nipples swaying before his eyes mesmerized him endlessly.
Really, what man could refuse a situation like this?
"Assistant, you're quieter than I expected?"
"Are you worried about something?"
The twins' faces slipped into his view.
They'd shown a hint of shyness moments ago, but Siwoo's reaction seemed to embolden them instead.
"Assistant...?"
"Pha!"
Odile waved her hand in front of Siwoo's face to snap him out of it.
Siwoo gasped for air like someone breaking free from hypnosis.
He hadn't realized he'd been holding his breath the whole time.
"What's with that reaction?"
Odile flashed white teeth in a grin and gently caressed Siwoo's cheek.
For some reason, she seemed even more embarrassed by this gesture every time she stripped naked.
Probably because it felt too intimate.
"If you're worried our vessels might get ruined, you don't have to run away like that."
"We've prepared a special countermeasure! Even if Master finds out, she won't punish us too harshly. Besides, Siwoo is already our benefactor! What could go wrong?"
Compared to the times he'd had to risk his life playing along with their schemes, this felt much safer.
Plus, the Countess Gemernai he'd met today seemed like a pretty tolerant person.
"Odette, show the Assistant our secret plan."
"What? Why me! You show him, sis!"
"You'll see it all soon enough anyway."
"Still feels embarrassing..."
Finally facing reality, Siwoo noticed something off about the twins' conversation.
Why drag it out like this to show whatever it was?
Odette approached hesitantly and suddenly perched one butt cheek on Siwoo's thigh.
He thought she might try for a kiss since their faces were so close—but no.
"Assistant, can I borrow your ear for a sec?"
"Odette, you're dragging it out too much."
Ignoring Odile's jab, Odette pressed right up to Siwoo's ear.
Her soft breaths tickled as she whispered.
"Assistant, truth is... I remember everything that happened with you today..."
"Ah... yeah."
With such a massive event in between, his sense of time was a bit off, but today was the day he'd claimed Odette's backdoor.
He hadn't extracted the cum he'd shot inside her, so it wouldn't have just vanished—even if her memory cut out, she could piece it together.
But why bring it up now?
He had no idea.
Ignoring that, Odette pressed closer, slyly sliding her hand toward the bulge straining at his pants.
"I don't remember it all perfectly... but you seemed to love it too..."
Got it.
This was the same pattern as this morning.
She was launching a full-body assault to keep him from refusing the gift and bolting.
She'd already seen how effective it was.
"I know what you're worried about. That's why we prepared this."
To be honest, Odette's extra temptation was unnecessary by now.
The moment he saw the twins' double nude display, only five words—"twin donburi"—had been swirling in his head.
Not to mention, he was burning with determination to make up for all those days unjustly locked up in Gehenna.
Odette, who had licked his earlobe like she was about to suck it, slowly stood.
She placed her feet on either side of Siwoo's thighs and rose on the sofa.
Her pussy was right in front of his face, displayed like a trophy.
"Oh..."
There was a sticker there.
Or seal might be the better word?
Instead of panties, a thin sheet of paper clung to her delicate mound.
It was so sheer he could make out the plump shape of her mound and the protruding clit.
Runes etched on the seal blocked mana flow.
"Th-that way, even if any of your mana leaks in, there's no risk of ruining our vessels."
"I don't think there's much danger, but you seemed so worried, so we prepared it."
They'd thought of everything.
No more excuses.
Just as Odette said, he'd spend the night ravishing them shamelessly.
Twin full course was perfect as the main dish for his Gehenna graduation party.
"Ah...! Ass, Assistant..."
In his awkward position, Siwoo grabbed Odette's waist as she stood displaying her sealed pussy and pulled her down.
How could any man born resist this?
"Aw... You don't have to pull me like that. I'm not going anywhere..."
With Odette on his lap, Siwoo stared intently at the breasts that had captivated him earlier.
"With your mouth...? Eek...!"
Without hesitation, he covered her cute nipple with his lips.
A sharp moan escaped Odette at the same time.
Soft breast pressing against his nose.
A fresh, faint skin scent.
The breast flesh was smooth as fine porcelain, but around the areola, his tongue tip felt a slight texture.
He flicked it lightly with his tongue.
"Haaah...!"
Her body trembled, but she obediently cradled Siwoo's head.
Siwoo focused stimulation on the soft nipple rolling in his mouth.
"Hng... hng... haat..."
Pleasure mixed with ticklishness.
Overwhelmed by the contradictory sensation she'd never felt before, Odette rolled her eyes wide and shrugged her shoulders.
"Feels... good... Assistant..."
For a while, the tender bud that quivered with his tongue grew firmer under repeated teasing.
As if a pit had formed inside it.
He'd noticed before, but Odette had an incredibly sensitive body.
She reacted strongly to the slightest touch.
Unlike Odile, she didn't try to hide her pleasure at all.
Just sucking her breasts a bit had her shaking like she was about to wet herself.
"How long are you gonna hog him!"
Having savored her leisurely, Siwoo's plan to apply proper porn-learned techniques was paused by Odile's interruption.
"Wha—sis! Don't yell out of nowhere! You scared me!"
Odette, whose eyes had glazed over in pleasure's cradle, snapped alert and started bickering with Odile.
"I said explain, not hog the Assistant! And you already got plenty from him this morning."
Odile dragged Odette off Siwoo, who was still clinging.
"You always act like I'm the one who started it? Think I wouldn't notice you sneaking backdoor fun with him behind my back?"
"Wha... what...?"
Odile's face flushed beet red.
It was info spilled during Siwoo's confessional poem, so she hadn't realized Odette knew everything.
"Doing it solo without telling me, cheating to hog the Assistant!"
"I-it was just the tip at the end!"
"Oh? And even with cheating, you barely got that far? Too bad! He grabbed my hips and pounded me from behind."
Odette smirked smugly, teasing her sister.
Odile pouted at the preemptive strike.
The twins always ended up in these bizarre competitions out of nowhere.
Clenching her fists in frustration, Odile stomped over and thrust her breasts right in Siwoo's face.
"Assistant, me too."
"No fair! I was first!"
"Odette! There's an order even to cold water!"
"You're only older by an hour!"
Odette followed suit, not backing down.
The sisterly love of shoving one breast each in Siwoo's face made his erection swell even grander.
Even gripped tightly by hand, they barely deformed—proof of their firmness.
Cherry-like nipples, small and springy, danced hypnotically before his eyes.
"Assistant!"
As if on cue, the twins turned to him in unison, eyes burning with competitive fire.
Whoever Siwoo picked would make one smile and the other cry.
It was a delightfully tricky dilemma.
"How about rock-paper-scissors..."
"You think we're kids?"
"How can we leave something this important to luck?"
Predictably rejected.
No choice then.
Siwoo lifted his hips off the sofa and pulled each twin by the waist.
"Then how about this? Get a little closer."
"Wh-what?"
"Too close!"
Under Siwoo's pull, Odile and Odette pressed their breasts together.
Same height, same breast shape, same waist size, same hairstyle, same hair color, same ass.
And their nipples nearly brushing, tantalizingly close.
Standing side by side like this, it was like facing a mirror.
And what that meant was the taboo thrill was off the charts.
He could really savor both twins at once.
One guy, two girls.
And the girls were close-knit twins.
He could watch the naked bodies of sisters who'd always cherished each other more than anyone, live and in real time.
Aside from slightly different eye shapes, even their moles matched—he could caress identical twins and compare how the older moaned and reacted, how the younger panted and flushed.
Taking it further, he could thrust into the older first, then the younger, comparing their tightness.
How many people on Earth could claim such a lavish, dizzying experience?
Considering Odile and Odette's looks rivaled anyone's in the modern world, Siwoo might be the first.
As excitement peaked, reason dozed off and instinct awoke.
"If I can't pick just one, I'll take you both at the same time."
Siwoo licked his lips and thrust his tongue into the space where the twins' nipples met.