Chapter 804
Chapter 804
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 804
Chapter Title: Lovers' Grand Meeting (9)
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1.
The twins sat demurely before Albreo after changing their clothes.
Having been summoned to the living room without even properly drying their hair, the two were trembling with wilted spirits.
Up until now, they had been exceedingly careful not to let their masters catch them fooling around with the assistant.
They still vividly remembered the time they had been caught holding a secret meeting with the little master, when the assistant had been thoroughly scolded and locked away in the underground dungeon.
Naturally, Odil and Odet had received stern warnings as well and had even sworn never to let it happen again.
But this time, they had been caught red-handed with a wireless linked onahole they intended to use for nefarious purposes with the assistant...
It was obvious how furious their strict big master would be.
"Odil, Odet."
"Yes, Master..."
"Oh dear, what am I to do with you naughty little things... Come here."
But Albreo did not scold the twins harshly.
Instead, she spread her arms like a mother bird embracing her young and pulled the pair into a hug.
"What could you two possibly have done wrong..."
Sexual desire between loving partners was a natural biological urge.
The truly outrageous one was that wicked son-in-law—what could these adorable little darlings possibly know?
Besides, as apprentice witches, Odil and Odet were saddled with all sorts of penalties.
How could they possibly take at face value the command to abstain from intimacy until receiving their succession, when other couples were freely indulging in love?
Even her sharp-witted little sister Deneb, whom she had trusted without a doubt, was lately committing all sorts of foolishness due to something she mistook for love.
Watching her sister had made Albreo a bit more understanding toward the twins.
"Master..."
"We're sorry..."
"It's really okay. I won't get angry."
Overcome by their big master's unexpectedly warm embrace, Odil and Odet's eyes brimmed with tears.
"Still, I'll hold on to this for now. I'll give it back once your succession is complete, so bear with me, alright?"
"Yes, Master. We were too reckless."
"Good, now go pack your things. I have a quick stop to make."
"Where to?"
Since the purpose of this trip was to prepare for the succession, it was necessary to show the twins' faces to the retainers of the present world.
After all, they would one day be the heirs the Jemernai family must follow.
"There are parties, social gatherings, meetings... You'll be busy running around for three or four days."
"Yes. Can we at least say goodbye to the assistant when he gets back?"
"Of course, go ahead."
Normally, the twins would have chattered on about wanting to play more or not having spent enough time with the assistant, but today they obediently scampered off to their room like good children.
"Hoo..."
The wireless linked onahole had been confiscated, and now it was time to interrogate its creator.
Of course, examining its mechanism showed no risk of damage to the "vessel," but why on earth had she infused it with this unnecessary function?
"Dorothy."
"Hm? What is it, Countess?"
Dorothy, who had been hovering nearby, feigned innocence.
"Why did you make something like this and give it to them?"
"The twins already seem to know everything there is to know anyway, so I figured it might be better if they did it safely... Don't you think?"
Dorothy was always unflappable, but this time she couldn't brazen it out.
Apprentice witches were precious to any witch.
They were no different from one's own daughters, so how they were taught and raised was entirely up to Albreo.
Having meddled unnecessarily, Dorothy felt a pang of guilt.
"I understand your intentions, but please be more careful from now on. Odil and Odet are my children too, after all."
"Got it, Countess. Sorry, sorry. Don't be mad."
2.
Their return was a bit later than expected.
On the way back to the officetel, Siu and Eloa had picked up some shaved ice.
Wasn't 2 a.m. the perfect time for a snack?
Last time the twins had visited, ice cream had disappointed them, so this time they planned to win them over with bingsu, which didn't exist in Gehenna.
"We're back."
But even after taking off their shoes and entering the entryway, something felt off.
There were no twins rushing out to greet them.
"Looks like we came back too late..."
"They must be asleep. Odil and Odet are still apprentices, after all."
Thinking nothing was amiss, Siu entered the living room—only to be greeted by Albreo's sullen expression and the twins watching nervously.
The atmosphere felt oddly chilly.
For the hapless son-in-law who feared no one more than his eldest mother-in-law, even with a clear conscience, he couldn't help swallowing hard.
"Siu, you're back?"
"Albreo, what brings you...?"
"I'll be keeping the twins for about three days. I waited until you returned before leaving."
"I see. Did you wait long?"
"No, we just arrived. Shall we talk on the rooftop for a bit?"
With that, Albreo dragged Siu up to the rooftop.
Clueless and anxious, Siu racked his brains wondering what he might get scolded for this time.
"Haaaaah..."
Sure enough, the moment they reached the rooftop, his mother-in-law let out a sigh deep enough to cave the ground.
"Um... What’s this all about so suddenly...?"
The tension was thick enough that a kick to the shin wouldn't have been out of place.
Yet contrary to expectations, Albreo merely pressed her temples and launched no direct attack.
"I heard Ms. Smirna suddenly summoned you... Is something wrong?"
Albreo wasn't scolding her son-in-law out of spite.
Besides, the earlier incident was a minor mishap unrelated to Siu's will.
She had simply changed venues because the conversation ahead might give the twins headaches if overheard.
"The results from a checkup on an ongoing issue came in."
"The lack of sensation in the prosthetic?"
"Yes."
"What did they say?"
"They couldn't pinpoint the exact cause. Because of it, we'll probably need to fly to Mongolia tomorrow."
"Mongolia?"
"Another witch was recommended. It'd be dangerous to go alone, so we'll all go together."
"The twins need to tag along with us for the next few days anyway, so it works out."
"Anyway... It doesn't seem like something to worry about too much. It's not a serious problem right now."
"Who's worrying about whom here?"
Albreo replied curtly, but the obvious concern in her demeanor had visibly eased.
She was always so stubbornly honest—or rather, dishonest.
After a brief report on how the twins had been during his absence and his time with the other lovers, Siu returned to the officetel to prepare for departure.
3.
On the top floor of the Periwinkle Hotel—which boasted the most luxurious facilities even among the five-star hotels crowding Gwanghwamun—Albreo sipped her drink in a private bar where interior lighting was minimized to maximize the night view.
Having rented out the entire place after hours and dismissed even the bartender, Albreo sat alone. Yet anyone witnessing the scene would have been mesmerized, unable to tear their eyes away.
Her mysterious violet eyes and the effortless elegance of her casually pinned-up hair eclipsed even the bar's ornate interior, which was meant to dazzle.
"......"
But amid this pictorial perfection lurked a somewhat incongruous object.
A pink silicone lump sat on the high table meant for resting elbows.
The sight of a woman embodying the charisma of a successful magnate and national beauty prodding a male masturbator with her fingertip resembled a glitchy AI illustration with a botched algorithm.
For Albreo, perpetually swamped with work, sipping alone in a quiet spot was one of her vital relaxation rituals.
Normally, Deneb would be by her side, but...
Lately, various issues had cooled their relationship.
Instead, Albreo was idly examining the onahole she had confiscated today.
A 22nd hierarchy witch had bestowed self-linking magic upon it, even if only as a whim—it piqued her curiosity.
After thorough observation and contemplation as a witch, Albreo slipped a finger inside the onahole.
"Mm..."
It felt quite tight without lubricant, but the sensation truly linked up.
It mimicked the stimulation Deneb had felt during intercourse.
With sustained thrusting for pressure and friction, meaningful pleasure seemed attainable.
Once linked, there appeared no limit to the effective range.
As self-linking magic, detailed analysis was tricky, but she understood that an "absolute force unrelated to mana" operated between the onahole and its user.
But her interest ended there.
Albreo quickly lost fascination with the wireless linked onahole.
She had little interest in sexual pleasure to begin with, and could think of no reason to bother with such a cumbersome process.
After a whirlwind of recent conferences and parties that left her no time to breathe, Albreo returned to her room.
"Maybe just a quick nap..."
She stuffed the onahole haphazardly into her suitcase, changed clothes, and lay on the bed.
As even breathing filled the room,
A rustling sound began emanating from a dark corner.
Like a stray cat rummaging through a bag, someone was pawing through Albreo's luggage—the intruder was none other than Deneb.
"...This is it."
The wireless linked onahole held no appeal for Albreo, but it was different for Deneb.
Having infiltrated after intel from the twins that Albreo had acquired a rare artifact, Deneb claimed her prize.
It might not be useful now, but someday it would be.
Having gotten what she wanted, Deneb vanished as quietly as she had appeared.