Chapter 106: Yuri
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 106: Yuri
“S-Sex… to inject magic power…”
Linne spoke, then began to demonstrate with her fingers.
It was a hand gesture depicting sex: making a hole with one hand and thrusting a finger from the other through it.
Seeing the gesture, Yohan let out a hollow laugh and asked again.
“...So, you mean—sex? You can inject magic power through sex…?”
Nod.
Linne simply nodded without a word. But Yohan had no idea such a thing was possible.
In truth, he’d never needed to know. The witches he dealt with were usually so full of magic power they were overflowing with it. There was no need for Yohan, who had less magic than them, to replenish their stores.
But now, it was something he needed to know. Now that a witch had collapsed from magic depletion.
“How do you do it?”
“Y-Yohan. Are you really going to do it? Something like that…?”
“What do you mean, ‘something like that’? It’s what we’ve been doing all along. Why hesitate now…?”
While Evangeline was horrified by the idea of him having sex with a sleeping Beatrice, Yohan spoke calmly, saying it wasn't much different from what they’d always done.
And he had a point. Whether his partner was awake or asleep wasn't all that important. Though it had never happened, if Yohan had been unable to control his lust and snuck into the sleeping witches' rooms to have his way with them while they slept, they would have accepted him without a second thought.
“Besides—I haven’t decided to do it yet. If she wakes up, I won’t. If she wakes up.”
“...R-Right. She will, won’t she? She’ll definitely wake up.”
But Evangeline’s voice lacked conviction. After all, even for her, who had lived for hundreds of years, this was an entirely new situation.
A witch using up every last drop of her magic, and needing to receive a supply from a man.
‘Well, she’ll probably wake up.’
And if she didn’t, he could just learn how to do it properly then.
With that optimistic thought, Yohan left the room.
Even after several days, Beatrice did not wake up.
Time passed.
Margaret was the first to visit them at the hotel. She took Linne and went to retrieve the witches scattered across the country.
When she returned with Linna, Hekaterina, and Regina, she began to whine dramatically, pressing her temples as if exhausted.
“Ah, I’m not normally supposed to do this kind of thing for you…”
“...You knew what a vacation was from the start, didn’t you, Margaret?”
“Hm? Of course.”
“Then if you had explained it properly, none of this would have happened.”
“No, no, that’s not it. I explained it perfectly. It was your teacher who didn’t get it.”
Margaret took a stance of complete innocence. Yohan was highly skeptical, but he couldn’t just blame her for everything.
“...First of all, there’s something I need to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“Beatrice collapsed.”
“Again? What is it this time?”
Remembering Beatrice’s previous kidnapping, Margaret frowned, assuming she had gotten into some kind of trouble again.
But Yohan, who had heard the story from Evangeline, shook his head.
“She used up every last bit of her magic power protecting me.”
“...Used up all her magic? What does that mean?”
“Well—”
Yohan explained that he had been knocked out by a witch’s attack, and in that time, Beatrice had undergone something akin to an awakening to defeat the witch, using up all her magic in the process.
Hearing this, Margaret retorted, asking how such a thing was even possible.
Reminded once again that this was something even Margaret, with all her worldly experience, had never encountered, Yohan described Beatrice’s current condition in detail.
The other witches reacted with disbelief, but after seeing the collapsed Beatrice for themselves, they fell silent.
Looking at the quieted witches, Yohan spoke up.
“So, first… I think we need to heal Beatrice.”
“How?”
“The method is… Linne?”
Startled at being called, Linne glanced nervously at the other witches before repeating the hand gesture she had shown Yohan.
“...Replenish magic, with sex.”
“Replenish magic with sex? What kind of bullshit is that…”
“It’s not impossible.”
Just as Margaret and Hekaterina were about to frown and dismiss it as nonsense, Regina, who had been quietly scribbling something, explained that Linne’s words were entirely plausible.
A man’s sperm, his semen, is a fluid brimming with life force. If that man possessed magic, it would also be rich in both life force and magic power.
It was a procedure that had never been attempted simply because there had never been a man with magic, nor a witch who had so completely exhausted her own.
“However, I don’t know the exact method. If sex was all it took to transfer magic, Sir Yohan would have experienced it several times by now. There must be a special trick to it.”
“...I can do it.”
Just then, Linne, who had been quiet until now, raised her hand again, as if her personality had suddenly changed.
As all eyes focused on her, Linna’s face, for some reason, also began to turn red.
Yohan tilted his head in confusion.
Why?
‘Why is her face turning red?’
He couldn’t figure it out at all.
None of the witches objected to Linne teaching Yohan how to inject magic through sex. However, they all gave her a single warning.
—This is a one-time thing. If you get addicted to sex with Yohan, we’ll kill you.
It was ridiculous for them to give such a warning, as if she were some sex-crazed nymphomaniac, but the witches were dead serious.
“So? What’s the method for injecting magic through sex?”
Yohan looked at Linne and Linna and asked how to transfer magic to a witch. He didn’t know why both of them were needed, but Linne had requested it.
She said she could only demonstrate if Linna was there.
Hearing the question, Linne cautiously looked at Linna. Though a little embarrassed about being dragged into this, Linna let out a huge sigh and carefully opened her mouth.
“...Just watch.”
With those words, Linna grabbed Linne’s shoulders. Linne swallowed hard and nodded.
The next moment, the two of them kissed. Startled by the sudden yuri kiss between sisters, Yohan couldn’t look away. As they continued to kiss, transferring saliva to each other, a strange reaction began to occur in their bodies.
He realized it was magic power, and that magic was now flowing back and forth between their two bodies.
‘...What the hell is that?’
Yohan realized he had forgotten to swallow. His mouth was going dry, and his throat felt tight.
As if sensing him staring without even swallowing, Linna shouted at him, her voice tinged with irritation.
“Are you watching properly!? You’re the one who has to do this!”
“Ah, yeah. I’m watching. Keep going.”
“K-Keep going? You still don’t get it!?”
Shouting in disbelief, Linna looked at Linne again and pressed her lips against hers.
Judging by her expression, she didn’t seem to be enjoying the situation of kissing her own sister. And yet, in this humiliating situation…
It seemed she enjoyed this very state of being forced to act against her will.
“Hah, haah- Hhhp…!”
“Chuup…”
What started as a light kiss soon involved tongues. Each time their saliva mixed directly, their magic powers began to mingle even more intensely.
‘I see, so that’s how it works…’
Watching them, Yohan got a general idea of how magic flowed between two witches.
He didn’t know if he could do it himself, but he felt like he’d grasped the basics.
But whether they knew this or not, the two went beyond a mere kiss, as if they were experimenting with just how lewdly the living tissue of the tongue could move.
“Haahng- Heup, chuup, churp-!”
“Hh! Haah, hnnng…!”
When the kiss ended, Linna panted, looking at Linne with a wistful gaze. Then, snapping back to their senses, the two realized what they had just done and quickly composed themselves.
“N-No. Ahem! This is, uh…”
“I saw. So that’s all I have to do?”
“Y-Yeah! If you do this, you can share magic! You get it now, right?”
Linna glared fiercely at Yohan, as if to say, “Are we done now?” But Yohan shook his head. He had a rough idea, but it wasn’t perfect.
He needed practice.
And right in front of him were two people who could serve as his practice partners.
“...No, I still don’t really get it.”
Yohan said as he lowered his pants.
His fully erect cock was thrust forward, right in front of their lips.
“So, I need to try it myself.”
A cock, intruding on the yuri.
Yohan pushed his cock between their lips.