Chapter 148: A Child Having a Child
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 148: A Child Having a Child
Hearing Regina, Yohan shook his head in disagreement. A being who could, in theory, keep him alive forever with enough magic power.
But that was just a theory.
“That’s impossible. Where would you even get the magic power?”
“...It’s not that we can’t.”
Regina said, looking at the other witches. Just as the sisters Linna and Linne had shown, witches could exchange magic power with one another.
There were eight witches present. With that many, it might just be possible to sustain Regina's magic indefinitely.
In theory, of course.
“That’s just not realistic.”
Yohan glanced over the faces of Evangeline, Margaret, Hekaterina, and Adelheid. Even Evangeline, who would do anything for him, would probably refuse if he asked her to share magic power with Regina.
It was that absurd of a request.
“Master.”
“Yes?”
“If I asked you to kiss Regina for my sake, could you do it?”
“...W-well, maybe once or twice?”
“What if you had to do it periodically?”
At that, Evangeline squeezed her eyes shut and began to tremble. She reacted this way even when it was her own hypothetical request.
But for what Regina was suggesting to work, the witches would have to proactively and willingly exchange magic power with her.
The witches, willingly? There was no way that would happen.
Seeing Evangeline's reaction, Yohan pointed at her and spoke to Regina.
“See? It’s just not practically possible.”
“...Still, you could extend his lifespan several times over.”
“That much might be possible.”
Even if Yohan was the only one exchanging magic power with Regina, it was possible to extend his lifespan severalfold.
If she cast the immortality spell on him every day, his cells wouldn't die, aging would halt, and his lifespan would naturally increase.
“But even then, it’s only two or three hundred years.”
But for a human like Yohan, even an extended lifespan would only amount to two or three hundred years. To the witches, who could live forever with enough magic power, that was nothing more than a fleeting moment.
“I can’t live any longer than that.”
“...Yohan, are you going to die?”
“Hm? No, I’m not dying yet.”
Yohan stroked the head of a tearful Beatrice, who was hugging him, and looked around at the other witches.
It seemed the witches now roughly understood what Yohan was getting at.
“This is incredibly selfish of me, but… please die with me.”
He was talking about the future, a hundred years from now.
Asking them to die with him when he died as a human.
It was too momentous a topic to bring up right now, but—it was fine. There was plenty of time.
After all, he still had a hundred years left, didn't he?
“So, if you use your magic on me, I won’t be a witch anymore.”
“...Then, can I... get bigger?”
“Hm?”
“I’m still little. I want to grow up fast, but I can’t because I’m a witch.”
Beatrice said this, standing on her tiptoes to try and meet Yohan's eye level. Grunting with effort, she compared her current height to his and mumbled slightly.
“Humans grow up fast... If I become a human, can I get as tall as you, Yohan?”
“Hmm, I don’t think you’ll get as tall as me.”
“Then? As tall as Evangeline?”
“If you eat well and sleep well, you might grow that much.”
“Then I’ll be a human.”
She didn't quite understand what it meant to stop being a witch. She was more focused on the fact that becoming human meant she could become an adult faster.
It was the whim of a young witch, but Yohan nodded and granted her request.
Right, well… maybe it’s a good idea for her to become human, grow up quickly, and then turn back into a witch.
Yohan immediately used his magic to turn Beatrice into a human. Now human, Beatrice clenched and unclenched her fists, feeling the absence of her magic power.
“Y-Yohan! This is weird! My magic won’t come out!”
“That’s because you’re human now.”
“...But you’re a human and you can use magic, Yohan. Does that mean you’re not human?”
“Ah... you found me out. Actually, I’m not a human, I’m a yokai!”
With a roar, he pounced on Beatrice, who shrieked and struggled.
Trapped in his arms, Beatrice thrashed about trying to escape, but something that was impossible even with her magic was certainly not going to be possible now that it was gone.
Yohan hugged Beatrice, tickling her and rolling around on the bed, sometimes burying his face in her skin.
“Hah, haaht—it tickles—! Hngh, hak! Hnyaat!”
Beatrice, who had been rolling around trying to escape the tickling, was panting, exhausted. Yohan, blushing, let her go.
Perhaps because of their roughhousing, her clothes were already quite disheveled. Enough to stir Yohan's lust.
“Euh-heut….”
As Yohan carefully reached out over her clothes, Beatrice let out a faint moan when she felt his hand on her chest.
Her skin beneath the fabric was already slick with sweat, so stroking her wasn't a problem.
Her breasts, slightly damp with sweat, had the perfect humidity for touching. Yohan caressed her breasts, which were slightly larger than flat, enjoying the sensation.
“Hnngh, haang—Yohaan….”
They weren't large and satisfying to touch like Evangeline's, Margaret's, or Hekaterina's, but for that very reason, he felt a greater sense of depravity.
The depravity of violating what felt like a child, short and small-chested. Perhaps because her breasts were small, her sensitivity was also far superior to the other witches, making things possible that he couldn't even dream of with Hekaterina or Evangeline.
“Hyaaaaat—!?”
For example, things like pinching her nipple to make her climax.
When Yohan pulled hard on Beatrice's nipple, she arched her back, her body rising up with the captured peak.
Pyut, pyut—from her lower abdomen, she was spurting vaginal fluid, proof of her orgasm. Seeing her already soaked skirt, Yohan slowly took off his pants.
“Beatrice.”
“Haa, haa—haa-eum….”
“Good. You’re doing great.”
When he brought his erect member to her lips, Beatrice took his penis in her mouth as if she'd been waiting and began to suck.
Her mouth was so small that swallowing the whole thing was out of the question; even coating it with saliva was quite difficult, but somehow she managed to get it all wet.
Now that his member was wet, Yohan immediately pulled off Beatrice's skirt, revealing her private parts.
“Beatrice.”
“Eung….”
“I love you.”
Hearing his confession of love, Beatrice tilted her head and asked him back.
“Love… then aren’t we friends?”
“No, we are friends. Friends can love each other too.”
“But—the books said that loving is for lovers or married couples...”
“Then what about ‘like’?”
“Like?”
Beatrice closed her eyes for a moment and began to scan through the books she had read in her mind.
‘Love’ was only whispered between lovers, but ‘like’ was a word often used freely even between friends.
“Yeah! Yohan, I like you too!”
“I like you, Beatrice.”
After exchanging ‘I like you’s, Yohan immediately thrust his penis inside her. Perhaps because she was human now, her pussy felt even tighter than usual.
It seemed Yohan wasn't the only one who felt it was tight; Beatrice also frowned slightly as she accepted his penis.
Jjil-kkeok…!
“Hnngh… it’s hard….”
“Let’s breathe deeply. Hoo, haa—hoo—haa—.”
“Hoo-ooh…!”
The moment Beatrice inhaled and exhaled, Yohan's penis slid deep into her relaxed vagina.
It wasn't intentional on either of their parts, so Beatrice gasped—heok—as his penis suddenly filled her insides.
“Hat, haaah—hngh…!”
“Are you okay…?”
“I-I’m okay….”
Feeling his penis filling her pussy and pressing against her womb, Beatrice panted.
After a moment, as time passed, her pussy, now accustomed to his large penis, began to twitch and tighten around him from all sides.
Feeling her pussy twitch, Yohan raised an eyebrow and looked down at Beatrice intently.
“...You can... move.”
“─Okay.”
Yohan began to move his penis slowly. Very slowly. Aided by her vaginal fluid and his saliva, his penis, despite its large size, moved smoothly in and out of her pussy.
Jjyu-pyu-eup—jjyu-peu-eup— Because it pressed against her entire pussy with no space left, her fluids spurted out with every thrust, spreading lewd sounds.
“Hnngh—haa-aang—! Haak, haa-at!”
Cheom-peong—cheom-peong—.
Soon, only lewd sounds filled the room.
Even though she was human now and there was no need to break a curse, Beatrice wrapped her legs around Yohan's waist as if she would never let go.
And in the end, she received his ejaculation inside her vagina.
Something was strange.
Clutching her stomach, Beatrice felt something squirming inside.
This had never happened before, so she immediately went to find the one person she could consult. Clutching her stomach, she went to Yohan and began to whine in pain.
“Y-Yohaan….”
“What’s wrong?”
“My, my tummy. It’s weird….”
Yohan looked at her, wondering what was wrong, but then his gaze fell to her stomach and he froze.
Beatrice's belly was bulging.
As if she were pregnant with a child.