Chapter 87
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 84
Chapter Title: Trap
It took a full week before I could meet him again.
I wandered the streets of Myeongdong day and night, not eating, not drinking, not sleeping, just searching for him.
And finally, I laid eyes on my beloved once more.
'So cute, so cute, so cute... How can anyone be this adorable...? Even a kitten would look like a hideous lump of vomit compared to him.'
Height: 152cm. Weight... 210kg? He's quite heavy for his size. Not that it matters—he'd still feel as light as a feather to me.
His skin is so incredibly pale. Pale enough to rival White's... soft and smooth like freshly fallen snow...! I can barely resist the urge to scoop him up in my arms right this instant.
But above all, the most captivating part of his body was his face.
Of course, even if Sir Isiwoos had the ugliest mug imaginable, I would have loved him eternally.
But his looks truly shone with radiance.
'I want to touch his butt.'
How does such a tiny face fit all those perfect features?
And each one is so strikingly defined!
He looks so youthful and innocent, yet even a passing dog would recognize him as a total heartthrob. Sir Isiwoos's face was just that lovable.
'I want to pounce on him right now... but not yet.'
If I approach too aggressively, he'll get scared and run away.
He might even bare his teeth like a feral dog.
Either way, it would leave a deep scar in both our hearts.
I don't want that.
'If all 7 billion humans hated me but you said you loved me, I'd embrace it gladly.'
But if the love of 7 billion meant nothing without your affection...
I'd drop dead on the spot.
That's how sincere I am toward you. Isiwoos, Isiwoos, Isiwoos!
'Time to use that.'
Suddenly, I remembered the gift from Her Majesty the Queen.
The hypnosis app.
An app installed on a mana-powered phone, with devastatingly potent effects.
'It plants suggestions in the target's mind.'
The suggestions grow stronger over time, eventually dominating not just the mind, but the body as well.
The ultimate power to control both flesh and soul.
The Fairy Queen, leader of the Magical Girls, had secretly ordered it released into the human world.
Her reason? She was curious just how far people influenced by mana would go.
'What a bitch. There's no one more trashy than her.'
Of course, defying that lunatic's orders could lead to who-knows-what, so I followed them to the letter.
Thanks to that, there've been a lot more cases of ugly women marrying handsome men lately.
Exactly as expected.
'But is it right to use this on him?'
I'm a Magical Girl who wields the Power of Love.
More precisely, the power of pure, devoted love—true monogamy.
If I snag him with some dirty trick like a hypnosis app, can I really call it pure love?
'...No. With this mindset, I'll never win him over.'
It'd be nice to uphold pure love.
But reality is colder than ice!
Winning a cutie like that without tricks? Fat chance.
With a face like his, he's probably popular with girls too. There might even be others eyeing him besides me.
My fists clench on their own. That's it—I've made up my mind! He's going to be mine.
'As long as I'm happy, it's pure love!'
With my resolution set, I pulled out my phone and approached Sir Isiwoos.
Slowly, erasing my presence with magic so he couldn't flee.
Come to me.
Become mine.
"W-With your... dick...?"
My mind went blank for a second.
What the hell was this pure, sweet Dohwa going on about?
I stared at her in bewilderment. Dohwa smiled brightly for a moment, muttering something under her breath.
"Looks like the suggestion hasn't fully taken hold yet. Stage 1.5, maybe."
"Huh?"
"Oh, just kidding. Totally kidding. Hehe..."
Her eyes didn't look like she was kidding at all...
But Dohwa wouldn't lie, so I let it slide.
"It's a trendy joke these days. You haven't heard? It's super MZ."
"MZ? What's that supposed to mean?"
"Hmm, guess you wouldn't know. My big sis is obsessed with the term."
MZ, huh... Humans come up with the weirdest slang.
Wait—didn't Blue use that word? She insisted she was MZ generation, basically in her twenties...
Yellow made the grossest face when she heard it.
Hmm. Seems like MZ is something old people say. Blue's obsession confirms it.
"Joking with 'dick' is the trend. Like, 'I'm hungry—gimme a bite of dick.' Stuff like that."
"Ah, uh-huh..."
"Wait, did that offend you?"
"No, not exactly..."
It wasn't offensive so much as... unsettling. Must be humans' open culture.
Back when the Empire was thriving, trashy slang like that didn't exist.
Humans, man...!
"Just... don't say stuff like that. 'Dick' is so vulgar and weird... Not something to blurt out in public."
"Oh? So it's fine when it's just us?"
"Th-That's not what I meant!"
Dohwa was teasing me. Good thing she seemed done with it.
"Glad you're not upset. Anyway, I think we've had enough of the 'atonement'."
"Really? We can stop...?"
"Of course."
True to her word, Dohwa's pussy released its grip. I barely managed to pull my finger out from inside her.
Just as I was shaking off my index finger, Dohwa suddenly leaned in close. Her peachy scent assaulted my nose, dizzying me.
"In that case, Isiyul... wanna play a fun game with me?"
"W-Wait! You're too close...!"
"It's super fun... You'll get totally hooked."
She ignored me completely. In fact, she acted like she'd decided to do the opposite of whatever I said.
Dohwa pushed forward relentlessly, slowly pinning my arm with her hand.
Her grip was insanely strong. Even with my maki-enhanced strength, I couldn't overpower what should have been an ordinary human girl.
Her peachy scent grew thicker. A chill ran down my spine.
It felt like I'd been dunked headfirst into peach juice, breath catching in my throat from the haze.
"Wh-What kind of game...?"
In the end, I surrendered. Dohwa's bewitching eyes curved into a sly grin.
"Dick game."
"H-Huh?"
"We stroke dicks like crazy, and the first to cum loses. Sound fun?"
Is this one of those MZ jokes too?
If so, it's a rotten one! We agreed no more of that crap!
"D-Dohwa!"
I shouted her name. We were in a secluded spot, and the cafe music was loud, so no one noticed.
"Yes?"
"We said no more jokes like that!"
"You're right, we did."
"Then why are you— Ah, aaah! What are you touching?!"
Her slender fingers seized my dick.
It had only been minutes since the last "atonement," so it was still hypersensitive. Wrapped in her warm, large hand, an even more massive wave of pleasure swallowed me whole.
My spine shivered violently, my hunched back straightening on instinct.
'It's way more intense than before!'
My body trembled uncontrollably, like I had a fever.
My head slumped onto the table. Drool leaked from my mouth nonstop.
"Can't dirty the table, Isiyul. Get up, or I'll make it worse."
"Urghhh..."
"Oh dear, such a naughty boy! Looks like you need a good punishment from me."
This sneaky bitch—what the hell is she saying?!
I trusted her...! I believed she wouldn't do this!
Unlike my betrayed heart, my body was utterly at Dohwa's mercy.
This horrific sensation of being devoured alive in real time.
Sticky darkness pulled at my eyelids, like sinking into thick tar.
Five minutes passed like five hours.
"Guhhh!"
I came a second time. Spurt, spurt, spluuurt! Semen erupted like a volcano, soiling Dohwa's pretty fingers.
Taboo desire welled up from the depths like groundwater. A stinging vertigo crushed my brain, tormenting me.
My body had surrendered to pleasure long ago. Every ounce of strength drained straight to my dick. Crushing exhaustion weighed me down like an anchor.
"Hmm, cumming without permission again. So rude... Looks like you need a special atonement."
Dohwa wasn't being considerate.
She'd just been waiting to rape me.
Waiting for the moment I weakened.