Chapter 69: Observation
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 69: Observation
Regina Star. The Witch of Records.
A witch who could observe all of creation from where she sat.
The moment Evangeline visited her library, she instantly perceived that the curse had been lifted and demanded to know why.
Her own abilities couldn't discern the reason for the curse's disappearance, a failure that caused her a pain akin to having her very soul torn to shreds. As the Witch of Records, she couldn't rest until she had recorded everything.
Having received her help for a long time, Evangeline agreed to her request on the condition that she would not share any information about Yohan with others.
“Now, I will begin recording. Please, hurry up and have sex…”
And that was how this scene came to be. Yohan let out a hollow laugh as he looked at the witch, who was holding a quill pen and urging him to have sex right in front of her.
So this is what she meant by ‘client.’ Yohan glanced back and forth between his teacher and Margaret, a helpless smile on his face.
The two women sighed as if to say there was no other choice. Seeing their reactions, Yohan realized this situation was unavoidable and quickly dropped his pants.
He wasn't hard, but he figured if he rubbed against her vagina for a bit, he’d get an erection soon enough… With that thought, he approached Margaret, but just then—.
“One moment, please.”
Regina cautiously approached and crouched down in front of Yohan’s penis. Bringing herself to eye level with it, she quickly sketched its form before poking it with her quill pen.
Feeling the sharp nib prick his penis, Yohan flinched and twisted his hips away in alarm.
“Hey, what do you think you’re….”
“Please hold still. I have the authority to investigate every detail of the process by which the curse is lifted. Those were the terms of our agreement.”
“What authority?”
Yohan shot a glare at Evangeline. His usually confident teacher pointedly avoided his gaze, whistling and pretending to be distracted.
Seeing this, Yohan turned back to Regina. Who did she think she was, an AV director? Stopping them mid-sex to fiddle with his penis? Was she for real?
After poking it a few more times, Regina, wearing gloves, took hold of his penis and began to lightly pump it up and down.
“Can you insert it when it’s this soft?”
“…It gets hard when I’m erect.”
“Hoh, then please get an erection quickly.”
“I can’t when you keep interrupting.”
Slightly annoyed, Yohan pulled away from Regina and immediately flipped up Margaret’s dress. As if she had come prepared for this very moment, Margaret was wearing lingerie so lewd that the mere sight of it was enough to give him an erection. Just as she intended, Yohan’s member stood at attention in an instant.
“Stop.”
The moment he got hard, Regina approached with a fascinated expression. She sketched his erect member, poked it, sniffed it, and even dabbed a bit on her finger to taste it.
After recording all this information on her paper, Regina urged Yohan to hurry up and have sex. At her words, Yohan began to caress Margaret’s body, starting the foreplay.
“Hnng, hnn- Disciple… it’s fine. Just put it in.”
“But…”
“She probably has no interest in anything other than the curse-breaking process anyway.”
Hearing that, Yohan pushed her underwear to the side and rubbed his penis against her dry vagina. A moment later, seeing beads of fluid begin to form, he inserted himself.
Because her vagina had been completely dry, the insertion was painfully difficult, but Yohan eventually managed to push all the way in and immediately began to move his hips.
The aphrodisiac he’d taken before coming here, the Ejaculation Control Foreplay his teacher had performed on him, and his desire to get this situation over with—all these feelings combined, and he finished in a flash.
Spurt, splurt—.
When he pulled out after ejaculating inside Margaret, pale white semen trickled down from her previously bone-dry vagina.
Having finished, Yohan looked at Regina as if to ask if she was satisfied. She was staring at him with an expression full of displeasure.
“…What is it?”
“I was unable to observe the moment of ejaculation. Nor could I observe the curse being lifted by said ejaculation. At this rate, I cannot definitively state that ejaculation is what breaks the curse.”
“…Teacher! Can you please do something about this!”
Yohan called out to Evangeline, who had been watching him and Margaret have sex from the side. She had been staring at them with a slightly dazed look, but Yohan’s call snapped her back to her senses.
“Ah… Regina. Th-that is, Ritz’s curse is already broken, so even if he ejaculates, it will only renew the duration of the curse’s nullification.”
“In that case, please bring me a cursed witch so I may observe the curse being broken. If that’s not possible, I am willing to experience it myself.”
“…That’s not an option. Ritz. Your turn is next. Can you wait a little?”
“Why should I?”
“Are you going to let Yohan have sex with her, then? The waiting list will get even longer.”
At Evangeline’s words, Margaret bit her lip and nodded. She, too, was against adding any more witches to the mix.
Having received a promise that she could witness the curse-breaking process again later, Regina nodded in satisfaction before pointing out the problem that still remained.
“Then, Yohan. Please ejaculate one more time.”
“…Excuse me?”
“I have not yet seen you ejaculate. I would appreciate it if you could do so where I can see it clearly.”
A request to ejaculate where she could get a good look. The words were so absurd that Yohan felt his head spin for a moment, but everyone else in the room seemed to think it was perfectly natural.
Yohan glanced down at his own penis, which was still standing strong even after he’d just come. It was thanks to the aphrodisiac Evangeline had given him. He felt confident he could ejaculate at least three more times before his erection subsided.
And so, Yohan entered Margaret again as she lay with her legs spread. The copious amount of semen he’d already shot inside her acted as a lubricant, making it much less painful than before.
“Hnngh, haak— Di-Disciple—? Haaahk!”
“…I can’t see you ejaculating like this, just like before.”
“Ah—look, when I’m about to cum, I’ll shoot it on your face, so just shut up and wait!” Yohan snapped at Regina, who had been annoyingly ordering him around. He continued to thrust his hips, hastening his climax. Margaret’s thoroughly wet vagina tightened around him, urging him on.
Even though it was his second time, the satisfaction was on a completely different level from the first—the feeling of impending ejaculation surged through him in an instant.
Ready to finish, Yohan pulled his penis out of her vagina and brought it right up to Regina’s face.
“That’s too clo—.”
Fwip— Fwoosh—!
Semen shot from the tip of his penis, hitting Regina square in the face. Her glasses and the entire front of her face were splattered with the milky white fluid. Her vision obscured, Regina stood silently for a moment before carefully taking off her glasses and wiping them with a piece of her clothing.
“…Excellent. So this is how one ejaculates.”
“So? Anything else you’re curious about?”
“Not at the moment. I will await your next visit.”
With that, Regina finished speaking and began scraping the semen off her face, collecting it in a beaker. Even after wiping it away, the sticky sensation must have remained, as she wore a slight frown…
Yohan stared at her for a moment before hurrying his teacher along, and together with Margaret, they left the library.
Inside the library, after Yohan and the witches had completely departed. Left alone, Regina stared intently at the beaker filled with the semen that had been sprayed on her face.
Surprisingly, looking at this semen evoked no emotion in her. This went against her curse, which compelled her to record everything she saw.
For the first time in a very long time, Regina felt a great sense of liberation. She didn't dislike her curse to record what she learned, but it had always carried a sense of compulsion.
“…The next visit is in three days, I believe.”
As she thought this, she recalled Yohan, the man who had ejaculated on her face. Of course, she felt nothing for him. But for that very reason, the desire to record him surged up like madness.
When was he born, how had he lived, what did he like, what were his hobbies, what habits did he have, what had he eaten, what had he seen growing up?
From head to toe, she wanted to record everything about him. Ah, I must record—I must. I have to write it down, leave a record. About him, record, leave it behind, Yohan, YohanYohanYohan—.
“—This won’t do. Time is already starting to drag.”
Muttering to herself, Regina immediately used her magic. Information from all across the continent flowed into her, and her curse began to demand that she record it all.
Using her curse to shake off her obsession with Yohan, Regina silently continued her work of recording, just as she always had.
However, even so, those were the three longest days of her life.
The moment we returned to the cabin, my teacher, who had been watching me nervously, cautiously approached.
“Yohaaan… are you mad?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“Ehehe, it doesn’t look like it? Are you really not mad?”
“I said I’m not mad, didn’t I?”
No matter how much I denied being angry, my teacher didn’t seem to believe me. To be fair, that was the first time I had ever snapped at her.
‘But I’m really not mad…’
No matter how angry a man gets, shooting a load on a beautiful woman’s face is usually enough to cool him down. Some men might pretend to be angry to satisfy their sadistic urges, but I wasn’t that kind of guy…
However, it seemed that if I didn’t pretend to be angry and ask for something I wanted from my teacher, this standoff would never end.
“…Actually, I think I might be a little mad.”
“Y-you are? I’m sorry… What should I do…?”
“Cosplay sex.”
“H-huh?”
I thought back to when I first met my teacher. The witch-like figure she cut, wrapped head to toe in a robe with a pointy hat to match.
She never showed that side of herself anymore. Ever since I became her disciple, she never bothered to cover up, as if proud of her body. Because of that, I never got to see her in an outfit that covered her up completely.
“I want to fuck you while you’re wearing a witch costume.”
“—Aha, my dear Yohan. You’re such a pervert.”
Fortunately, my teacher seemed to like my request.
After that, we enjoyed some cosplay sex.