Chapter 816
Chapter 816
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 816
Chapter Title: Linne's Dream
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"......"
"......"
On the way home after the matsuri ended, an awkward silence hung between Linne and Siu.
It was impossible to describe this, even falsely, as the fresh sweetness between lovers.
This silence was directed unilaterally from Papa toward Linne.
Even Linne hadn't found it entirely unexpected.
From Papa's perspective, he had given in to his daughter's temptation and crossed the taboo line with a kiss.
He had even slipped his tongue inside for a prolonged kiss that lasted until the fireworks display ended. Now that his reason had returned, his heart must be filled with self-mockery and self-loathing.
She could tell just from his troubled side profile and the hand that no longer gripped hers as tightly as usual.
In the end, the father and daughter returned to Hyangwolru without exchanging a single word.
To keep the silence from dragging on and making Linne uncomfortable, Papa barely managed to open his mouth and force out some words.
"Wash up and go to bed."
"Yes, Papa."
"Um... never mind. Let's talk after you come out."
"Yes."
Linne knew Papa's personality better than anyone.
Though they weren't related by blood, their relationship was that of father and daughter.
In truth, everything they had shared up until now had been nothing more than a happy father-daughter bond.
But Papa had accepted Linne's kiss—and not content with that, he had even tried for a second one.
Linne didn't truly see her father as a man.
It was simply a sudden turn of events brought on by the fact that, at this age when she was just awakening to love, the closest man to her had been her dad.
He had shirked his duty as a guardian to control and correct the situation, succumbing instead to a fleeting temptation...
He was surely consumed by profound regret over that.
However, Linne had no intention of stopping.
Ever since that sweet kiss under the fireworks, her mindset had changed.
In a word, she had become extremely aggressive.
She had seen Papa hesitating and agonizing.
That meant all she had to do was tempt him a little more.
Linne headed first to the bathroom where Papa was bathing.
As expected, Papa was soaking in a wooden tub filled with warm hot spring water.
She quickly stripped off her clothes, wrapped herself in a gown, and stepped into the bathroom.
"Papa."
"Linne?"
Papa startled violently at Linne's call.
"I want to bathe with Papa."
"......"
With those words, she cast off her gown. Her alluring nude form emerged amid the thick steam.
Before he whipped his head away.
Linne didn't miss how Papa's gaze instinctively scanned her from head to toe.
Papa was a man, after all.
If he truly saw her only as his daughter, he wouldn't have given her naked body that kind of look.
"That's a bit..."
Before the half-hearted refusal could fully form.
-Splash!
Linne slipped smoothly into the hot spring water up to her toes.
The two sat facing each other at knee-brushing distance, without a stitch of clothing between them.
"This is my first time bathing with Papa. I'm so happy."
Linne crossed her legs, pretending as if she knew nothing of the world.
Calmly, as though this were the most ordinary thing.
"Linne, I'm sorry about earlier."
Papa, who had been swallowing back groans, finally spoke.
His voice was heavy, laced with guilt.
"I shouldn't have done that... I couldn't hold back a moment of impulse. I think of you as my daughter. So nothing more than this..."
"I know. Linne is Papa's daughter."
"I'm really sorry."
"Yes, it's okay. I was wrong too."
Only then did Papa look at Linne.
His deeply furrowed expression eased a little.
He must have thought he'd persuaded her well without causing any hurt.
After his gaze briefly grazed her chest, he let out a fake cough.
"Ahem. How about wrapping a gown around yourself at least?"
It was as if he was trying to leave no room whatsoever.
At the same time, it was proof that Linne's temptations were taking hold.
"Why?"
"Why? Showing your body to a stranger is wrong."
"Papa isn't a stranger. Or... does Papa see Linne as a woman?"
Papa fell silent at her sharp retort, which pierced straight through his sophistry.
The usually steadfast Papa seemed so cute right now.
Of course, he was as lovable as ever.
"No."
"Then it doesn't matter."
"That's... fine. Do as you like."
Papa couldn't continue and closed his eyes as if meditating, so the bathroom filled only with the sounds of splashing water.
At that moment, Linne's long legs stirred beneath the dark water.
"Linne!"
Papa jolted in alarm and called her name sternly, as if scolding her.
Her small foot had slipped between his legs and was gently caressing his manhood.
As expected, Papa's member stood tall like a mountain peak—hard as rock, radiating heat you could feel even amid the hot spring.
"What are you doing?"
Thus, Papa's reprimand was far removed from simple scolding.
It blended his earlier self-loathing, the embarrassment of his secret desire being exposed, and shock at Linne taking the lead—all laid bare more transparently than the spring water itself.
"It was uncomfortable. I was just stretching my legs."
Linne defused the tension by feigning utter innocence.
"F-Finish up and come out."
Linne watched Papa's fleeing back with rapt attention.
-Slide
The tatami door slid open.
Linne, fresh from her bath and clad in a sleep yukata, entered the room.
She could see Papa's shoulder shifting beneath the thin futon atop the fluffy bedding.
"Papa, we're sleeping together tonight too, right?"
"...Yeah."
Linne lay down, clinging to Papa's back like a snake.
A position that felt like hugging him from behind.
After Papa had left, she had added bath salts to purify her body and mind.
Pressed so tightly together now, the sweet peach blossom scent must be drifting into Papa's nose as well.
A fragrance like ripe peaches—the kind that evokes juice dripping down your chin and firm, juicy flesh bursting at the first bite.
The forbidden fruit tastes all the sweeter for being off-limits.
"Linne, let me say it again... I think I made a mistake back at the shrine."
The kiss Linne had longed for so desperately.
Papa had been calling it a mistake ever since.
He wanted to pretend it had never happened.
"......"
But that very reaction from Papa filled Linne's heart with vibrant joy.
If Papa didn't truly cherish her.
If he didn't see her as important enough to be overwhelmed by a mere moment of lust.
There would be no need to endure this agonizing frustration.
In other words, Papa's hesitation and dawdling were proof of just how precious she was to him.
The simplest path would be for Papa to give in right then and there...
But Linne chose a different approach.
She already knew Papa's desires.
If his regard for her kept him from crossing that line...
Then she would just push him from behind.
Papa had offered his back completely in their close embrace.
Autonomous Defense doesn't activate against those he trusts utterly.
-Papap!
Linne's mana-infused hand struck his pressure point.
"Linne! Stop it!"
Unable now to use mana or mount any fierce resistance for the time being, Papa twisted his body too late—but it was already over.
Linne hopped astride his stomach like a cat leaping onto the hearth, seizing his wrists.
The gaze of one gripped by confusion.
And the gaze of one steeled with resolve.
They clashed for a moment.
Ecstasy.
The Papa she adored so deeply lay pinned beneath her now.
"......"
"......"
A long silence stretched, thick with tension like a fuse burning down.
Linne, now firmly in control, spoke first.
"Linne wants to drink some milk."
"Milk? Alright, then let go of me? I'll go heat some up in the kitchen, so could you release this?"
Linne loved milk.
For some reason, its sweet, creamy taste filled the void inside her, offering comfort.
As such, Papa bringing her a mug of warm, double-boiled milk before bed had become their nightly ritual.
Papa must have taken this bit of everyday chatter amid the derailing conversation as a sign of returning to normalcy.
But no.
Linne undid the hem of Papa's yukata while his guard was down.
His beast-like pecs and abs gleamed, and below them loomed a male shaft fiercer than any beast.
"Linne wants to drink Papa's milk."
Linne had slithered downward by then. Her soft lips parted, nibbling gently at the glans' tip before he could stop her.
It was her first time sharing a bed with a man.
Yet instinct told her exactly how to please Papa.
"Slurp... *slurp*, *schlurp*..."
"L-Linne..."
Linne kept at the fellatio, eyes closed like a babe at the breast.
Her soft tongue inside never rested for a moment.
Lewd motions—encircling the whole like licking a massive candy, or gliding long from base to tip.
"I can feel *slurp* how happy Papa is, *smack*..."
Linne's devoted service didn't balk even at deepthroating his cock all the way to her throat.
Even as nausea and gagging hit her, forcing it down made Papa twitch in delight.
"Cough!Cough! Papa wanted Linne to drink it too, didn't he?"
Tears brimming in her eyes, Linne gazed up at him while her slender fingers tenderly stroked the saliva-slick shaft.
The cock began to throb.
Fearing she might be too late, Linne engulfed it deep into her throat once more.
-Gurgle!Gurgle!Gurgle!
"Gulp... Gulp... Gulp..."
The semen spurted out all too easily, flowing straight into Linne's belly.
True to her word, she swallowed every drop of the hot milk Papa released.
"*Slurp*..."
Only after claiming the last drop did she pull the cock from her mouth.
-Slide
His yukata, already loosely undone from the start, slipped away—revealing Linne's nude form once more.
At the same time, she released the mana-induced pressure point on Papa's body.
Papa sat up in a daze. Linne spread her legs wide like a gymnast and declared,
"Linne wants to drink Papa's milk with her lower mouth too."
Her glistening white pussy parted with a wet sound, baring its pink, slick folds.
The untouched slit below was already drenched enough for easy penetration—no foreplay needed.
"......"
What in the world was this situation?
Right at that moment.
Not Papa—but Siu suddenly gaped at the scene unfolding before his eyes.