Chapter 360
Chapter 360
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 360
Chapter Title: My Master's Cuteness
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My master, Heavenly Path, has so many moments where she looks downright cute when you're watching her.
Like how she devours kids' favorite foods such as omelet rice or teriyaki, or how every night around 9 or 10 PM, she drifts off to sleep even if she's not sleepy.
📺 On Screen 📺 [Tree Red!!!!!] [It's okay, I'll somehow manage!!]
Watching old magical girl shows with white-knuckled fists, or getting so absorbed in cartoons that she doesn't even glance my way—it's all so endearing.
The contrast stands out even more because of her usual demeanor, which is anything but childish.
When she's actually working, she sees far beyond what we can, and she doesn't tolerate even the tiniest variables.
This forced rest is better spent on the woman who was once my little sister but is now my master.
The three triplets, fused into one body and unable to see each other's faces, can't stay together.
In the end, I'm the only one in this world who can cater to Heavenly Path's tastes.
No one else knows what she likes.
-Gulp.
A swallowing sound came from beside me.
It was a clichéd story of young girls slaying villains and claiming friendship and love.
The people in this theater, myself included, were all feeling the depth and charm of this movie I knew nothing about.
'...Sleepy.'
Still, it wasn't my taste.
I started dozing off. Before I knew it, I'd slipped into a light sleep, and my head tilted over.
It landed on Heavenly Path's shoulder, her fists clenched tight.
"...Hm?"
Only then did Heavenly Path tear her eyes from the screen, her voice reaching me.
"Really. What am I supposed to do if the one who suggested we watch it falls asleep first?"
What can you do? It's not fun.
Lately, I've been sleeping more, so it seems my injuries haven't fully healed.
Sun's words must have held some truth.
I tried to lift my head from her shoulder.
"Ah, Master... I'm just a little tired."
"It's fine. Just sleep."
I felt the soft touch of flesh against my head, and Heavenly Path gently pulled it back down toward her shoulder.
Slender fingers trailed through my hair. The tender touch flustered me, but the overwhelming drowsiness soon won out, and I closed my eyes.
Her hand stroking my head felt so good.
"Were you that tired?"
Even amid the noisy voice acting, Heavenly Path's gentle voice rang clear.
I murmured sleepily.
"...Yeah, kinda."
"The fatigue from the Forest Keeper Selection Tournament must not have worn off yet... It wouldn't be strange if your body took some damage. No major issues?"
Her hand brushed my forehead.
"As I said... I somehow handled it. Speaking of which, Master, why'd you come here all of a sudden? You've got so much work."
The world is changing.
Work must be piling up in Paradise Fragrance, naturally.
Even after hearing I'd returned safely, why come?
"If my disciple might be hurt, what do those trivial tasks matter?"
Crimson hair fell before my eyes. Heavenly Path lowered her head over mine.
Her white arm, now in casual clothes, wrapped around my neck.
"I'm sorry. I sent you to the Forest Keeper Selection Tournament, but I never imagined Flower would target it."
"Why would that be your fault, Master?"
Lucky things worked out.
But if I hadn't gone to the past and ended up with severe injuries leaving no part of my body intact, what then?
Heavenly Path seemed lost in thought about that unrealized possibility.
"You did well."
Her cheek touched the top of my head. Hot breath. Her hand steadily stroked my shoulder, lulling me to sleep.
"Rest deeply for a while. Do nothing. At least three months straight."
A moist sensation on my head.
The sudden press of lips carried deep affection.
Not quite love, but the utmost affection one could feel for a disciple.
A parental display of love—I trembled at the thought.
I might have sensed something akin to maternal warmth from Heavenly Path.
"It's strange."
She murmured as sleep crept in.
"...Is it because you're my first disciple?"
It was the first time Heavenly Path had personally passed on everything she knew.
I was her prized disciple. Was that why the attachment ran so deep?
Hard to put into words.
"I'm sorry."
Her voice echoed faintly in my ear as I slept.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Little bro... um, sorry about that."
Before dinner, Imperial Path came to see me.
The fact that she was in control of the body tonight was secondary.
The moment she saw me, she dramatically dropped to her knees, clasped her hands, and bowed deeply.
Her hair fell forward over her neck, revealing her back.
The white T-shirt rode up to her chest, offering a glimpse of her butt crack.
She was twitching—clearly feeling the situation.
"Sis... even so, fainting's a bit much."
I sat in the chair and snarked at her.
"Hiiing."
Something about being too happy and blacking out.
Thinking back still gives me chills.
"It was because of you, little bro..."
"Huh?"
"Calling you 'oppa' and the butt thing at the same time..."
"Wait, hold on. No need to say it out loud."
What if Heavenly Path or White Path overheard?
As I broke into a cold sweat, Imperial Path lifted only her head from her prostrate position.
"...They're both asleep right now."
"At this hour?"
"Heavenly Path said she has night work... White Path was tired today. Slept all day from morning."
Nothing to say about White Path sleeping.
I'd pulled and toyed with her all night— of course she'd be exhausted.
Seeing her chug water that morning left me feeling oddly conflicted.
"...So, who took over?"
Anxiety filled Imperial Path's cautious whisper.
I clamped my mouth shut.
"Secret."
"Euuung."
"You have any idea how hard cleanup was for me?"
"Sis is sorry."
"Sis?"
"Oppa..."
Calling me "oppa" felt natural now.
Considering she wasn't actually older in the past, maybe I was the big brother?
It wouldn't be weird if I became the eldest in Paradise Fragrance.
"Fine, get up. This looks bad."
Calling it a big bow, but with Imperial Path's killer physique, she was a machine designed to arouse men no matter what.
This scene alone... ha.
Her massive breasts squished like steamed buns on a black plate inside the rolled-up T-shirt. Looking at it stirred my lust again.
"...Not gonna do anything? They're all asleep."
I pinched my brow at her cheery remark.
"What, you want me to do something?"
"I want... to be stepped on by oppa..."
What insane lust.
Yesterday got cut short midway—must be frustrating.
Couldn't be anything but a pervert overflowing with desire.
"Master could wake any minute. Wanna do it?"
"...Asked to wake her at 1 AM. White Path at 9."
At least a few hours, huh?
I shut my mouth and jerked my chin forward.
"Huh?"
"You want stepping? Lie face down."
"...Ah."
Imperial Path's face flushed lightly, and she sprawled forward like a puppy.
Clear hatchet marks stood out on her spread thighs.
No panties, huh.
The black fabric darkened lewdly where it got wet—especially at her crotch.
I stepped between her thighs with my foot.
"Kyat..."
Not hard, just lightly.
An act taboo among men by unspoken rule—why was it so arousing? The dark patch on her dolphin shorts spread wider.
Imperial Path hooked her arms under her knees and pulled her legs toward her chest.
I slipped my foot between her thighs and pressed a bit harder.
"...Oppa..."
"Harder?"
-Squeeze, squeeze.
"...Guh."
"Anyone else, maybe not. But you, Imperial Path..."
"Sorry..."
"Sorry for what?"
"That I'm a pervert... Always worrying oppa..."
Minus the pervert part, she was kind, great with kids, tried to care for everything despite not being a good cook— the ideal big sis.
That one flaw ruined the image.
Unimaginable when we first met.
Just seemed pure. Cute sis.
She'd tried to flaunt body parts seductively, but I hadn't realized it was intentional.
Now, lying on the floor for her disciple-little-bro to step on and enjoy it.
I didn't hate it.
But being around her like this, I felt like I might get corrupted too— it was unsettling.
A bit more time, get used to this, and I'd start seeing women like beasts.
I lifted my foot and knelt on the floor.
I patted her shoulder as she lay there and helped her up.
"Oppa?"
I pulled her bewildered body into a hug.
"Sis."
"Yeah?"
"Let's just love each other comfortably. Every time we meet, it's just venting lust— feels off."
Pat pat. I tapped her back, voicing my honest feelings.
Not because I'd poured everything into White Path yesterday.
More precisely, without the lewd demon now, this was something only I could say.
Later, I'd get swept up in Imperial Path's perversions for sure.
"Wanna go out and grab something to eat? Summer— how about the aquarium?"
"......Little bro."
Deeply moved by my words, she hugged me tight.
Unlike with others, meeting Imperial Path was just happy pounding.
Sometimes, we needed time just for us.
"Hiiing. Sorry I'm a pervert."
"Don't cry."
"Love you."
She hugged my body lovingly.
Seemed like a heartwarming end.
"Little bro."
"Yeah."
"I'm so horny I'm going crazy."
-Bang!
A massive force pinned me down.
Too fast to react, she laid me out and kissed me with eyes full of even deeper attachment.
"Chup... churup."
All the moisture in my mouth got sucked out in an instant.
Her long tongue forced through my teeth, deeply sucking the inside of my mouth.
Felt like losing my virginity, despite my experience.
"Fuha."
Lips parted.
"Dead."
I stared at Imperial Path, eyes wide like a stunned rat, blank.
She licked her upper lip, her gaze burning as it bored into my face.
"Oppa~♬"
Again... this?
I could only swallow as she dramatically flung off her T-shirt, her powerful presence overwhelming.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ My soul got sucked out too.
"Ugh..."
Even after a quick nap, my waist ached.
What time was it?
I got out of bed and checked my phone first thing.
"Sun, that Sun bastard."
Info on Sansu-yu. He'd promised to handle it.
Messenger app had a mountain of unread messages.
From Lee Seyoung, Azalea, Star.
Important, but not the issue now.
Mok Taeyang.
No matter how much I scrolled, his name wasn't among the new messages.
Slack deflated me.
"Sigh."
Time: 2 AM.
Of course info on the World Tree he couldn't find wouldn't come quick.
Maybe wait longer?
I gritted my teeth while sorting phone messages.
[Seong Jiho]
One message caught my eye.
"Huh?"
-Step, step.
Startled, I went to tap it but pocketed the phone at the footsteps from behind.
I turned to the door.
There stood Heavenly Path, fresh from a bath with wet hair, changed into loungewear, watching me.
"Ah, you're finally up."
Heavenly Path, who usually slept evenings, awake at dawn.
I knew from Imperial Path, but it felt off somehow.
"Master?"
In the dark room, she braided her wet hair to one side, her gaze fixed on me.
"Injuries okay?"
"Psh, as I said earlier, fine."
"...Fool. Can't trust your master's eyes? That injury screams Flower at first glance."
Caught instantly.
"Ah. Busted?"
"Few can endure Sistus's magic power."
But it's just as hard to land a hit.
Sistus's moves are easy to read, and if you're determined, easy to dodge.
Unless you're protecting someone like I was, you'd rarely lose to her.
"Yeah. Still gonna claim you're okay?"
"Still fightable."
"...Well, I'll grant you that. You're growing stronger than I expected— splendidly so."
She approached step by step and sat beside me.
"I'm proud you're my disciple."
"Why say that?"
Her still-smiling face.
Heavenly Path spoke softly.
"I have something to tell you."