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The magical girl Yuuna Shrine Maiden (16) had returned to the shrine today after tending to Sakura Shrine Maiden's treatment and fulfilling Kwon Yong-jin's half-coerced request. Sakura's recovery was progressing steadily. This time, she hadn't received Yong-jin's semen. Her once-bloated belly had slimmed down. There had been something satisfying about stroking it, and a faint pang of regret tugged at her now.
Sakura slept curled in her arms, purring softly. Her tail tickled Yuuna's thigh with feather-light touches, while Yuuna's hand gently stroked Sakura's ear. Blissful. Living as a shrine maiden, this was the happiest she'd ever felt. Why? Because of Sakura? Because they'd survived that massive disaster? Or...
Because of her relationship with Yong-jin? It had deepened, and sexual cravings were starting to stir within her. No, truthfully, they'd always been there—she'd just suppressed them by force. Her body, punished by years of denial, had grown hypersensitive. Every touch from Yong-jin filled her with joy, her skin flushing hot. And the moment his cock slid into her from behind, fireworks exploded in her mind. It shoved wave after wave of pleasure into her brain, as if determined to make up for every denied ecstasy. Before long, she was reduced to moaning in rhythm with his thrusts.
Lately, he'd been tormenting her womb more often. A magical girl's—no, a woman's most precious core, ravaged so brutally... No... a little? ...Actually, intensely blissful. She climaxed without restraint amid it all, and afterward, without thinking, her hand drifted to her sex. If I just peel off this talisman... But no, she absolutely couldn't. She was a shrine maiden devoted to the gods. Thanks to that, Japan had advanced safer than any other nation. If she'd heeded the gods back then and offered her body to Yong-jin, Japan might have prospered even more. But her selfishness had caused its downfall.
Half the magical girls and hunters in Japan had died. Because of a single gate. A gate that one magical girl from Yong-jin's guild could have handled alone. That's how far behind their country had fallen. Now, even with divine prophecies, they had no choice but to keep begging Korea for help.
"...Yuuna-nim?"
Her grip had tightened unconsciously, waking Sakura, who looked up at her.
"No, go back to sleep." She planted a soft kiss on Sakura's sleep-flushed cheek and stroked her hair tenderly.
"Yuuna-nim."
"Yes?"
"You smell..."
"Sm-smell?"
"Snuuuff..."
"Sakura?!"
Suddenly flipping over, Sakura buried her face in Yuuna's crotch and inhaled deeply.
"Haa..."
Schlick.
"Haaang♥"
Sakura's hand pressed firmly against Yuuna's sex, and a lewd squelch echoed through the quiet room. Lost in her thoughts, Yuuna hadn't even noticed. The talisman was soaked. No—gushing. Love juices flowed like she'd wet herself, forming a small puddle on the floor.
Sakura dipped a finger in it and lifted it. Sticky. The viscous strand connecting the floor to her tiny finger proved it wasn't plain water. Yuuna's breath grew ragged without her realizing.
"Haa... haa..."
When had her body gotten so aroused? From thinking of Yong-jin earlier? From recalling the womb torment? As her overheated body—flushed like she was with him—left her flustered and lost, Sakura's voice cut through.
But it wasn't the small, cute voice Yuuna knew.
"This is that man's fault, right?"
"Wh-what?"
"Is he the reason it's been developed like this?"
"Yong-jin-ssi?"
Pinch.
"Kyaaah♥"
Squiiirt.
Sakura's fingers, stroking her sex, pinched the slightly protruding part of the talisman, and Yuuna climaxed instantly.
"Yong-jin-ssi? Yong-jin-ssi?"
Squish squish.
"W-wait, the stimulation's too intense, Sakura...!"
"Already giving in? We were supposed to overcome it together. But your body's already corrupted, huh?"
The gentle Sakura vanished, replaced by one with lifeless eyes, staring at Yuuna with terrifying intensity. The obsession in those eyes loomed enormous.
"N-no, I still love you, Sakura!"
"Still? So it could change?"
"No, no!"
"Fine, I'll believe you for now. I'm holding on because I trust only you, Yuuna-nim. So don't abandon me."
Her lifeless eyes brimmed with tears, sparkling with more life than ever.
Chuuup.
"!"
She knew it was wrong. Their bond would draw finger-pointing from everyone. And what to tell the kids? But seeing Sakura crying up at her, Yuuna kissed her without thinking. A kiss full of love.
==
"Yes?"
"Hm?"
"Huh?"
Still hugging Sakura, she'd called the kids over and announced it. That she and Sakura were lovers now.
"Yuuna-nim!?"
Sakura, equally stunned by her own sudden boldness, looked up from Yuuna's embrace with an adorably bewildered expression. Yuuna had braced for backlash, but silence reigned. Peeking up cautiously, she saw them all smiling at her and Sakura.
As if they'd known all along.
"We actually bet on when you'd start dating,"
""Eh?!""
The rabbit suin Akemi's ears twitched as she spoke.
"It was early this year, but everyone bet against it happening!"
She jumped up, hopping around the room shouting.
"I was the only one who bet on this year!!!"
"Damn."
"Didn't think it'd be this soon."
"Kyaa! Everyone, please send the money by dinner?"
The kids chattered away, ignoring them completely. Yuuna and Sakura stared in bewilderment. Had we been the only ones in the dark? No—had I been the only one?
==
"Hae-bin-nim."
"Hae-bin-nim? What's wrong? Issue with the treatment?"
"D-did I just call you Hae-bin-nim?"
"Yeah."
"Oh... nothing."
Suddenly calling for Lianna-nim, Yuuna thought something was wrong, but it was fine, and she left the room. At first, Yuuna brushed it off. But it felt off. The calls for Lianna-nim increased. Not thinking of the one in Korea—but calling her Hae-bin-nim.
As if mistaking her for Hae-bin-nim. No, as if she was Hae-bin-nim. The real issue: Sakura didn't even notice.
A side effect? This was a major problem. Less than a week later, Yuuna took Sakura straight to Korea.
==
"Hm? She's healing fine, isn't she?"
"What?"
"Hasn't eaten hubby's semen in nearly two weeks, right?"
"That's true, but!"
"So no issue?"
"Sakura's head hurts right now!"
"What do you mean 'hurts'?"
Lianna crossed her legs and sipped tea. Yuuna trembled in fear for Sakura, but the one treating her was utterly calm.
"Does it hurt? Is she complaining of pain? Can't do daily life? No."
"Lianna! I'm not talking about that crap! You made Sakura suffer! You said you'd fix her!"
"Hae-bin-nim..."
Sakura grabbed her wrist amid her rage. Hae-bin-nim. Hae-bin-nim.
"Oh my, it's progressed this far already?"
Progressed? Already?
"What have you done to Sakura... Don't lie. I won't stand for it."
Her boiling fury turned to mana, pressing down on Lianna. But she leisurely finished her tea, stood, leaned in close, her face inches from Yuuna's.
"I said I'd treat the semen issue. And I mostly did. Side effects during treatment? Not my problem?"
"You just admitted it and now this bullshit...! This is all your fault...!!!"
"Hmm... Yeah... Fine."
She nodded suddenly, as if communicating with someone.
"Yes."
"?!"
"Sakura-nim's under memory manipulation right now."
"What!? M-memory manipulation?"
"She was too cute, so I asked hubby for her, and he said yes."
"Yes?"
"Huh?"
The bombshell left Yuuna reeling.
"Simply put, we're overwriting all your shared memories, replacing you with me."
She leered slyly at Sakura.
"Erasing Yuuna-nim and substituting me~"
"Eh?"
"I'll kill you...!"
BAM!!
No more info needed. She lunged to slaughter the vile bitch before her.
But the scene shifted in an instant.
"The shrine...?"
Teleportation. Like last time. If just for a moment...
"Sakura!"
She whipped around, scanning, but Sakura was gone.
"Sakura!"
The kids rushed over at her cry.
"We have to go to Korea right now...!"
That woman said it had progressed this far. Even then, she hadn't called her name—only Hae-bin. She had to rescue Sakura from that demon's lair. Fast.
Sakura, just hold on a little longer.
They hurried to the airport. But fate mocked her—a gate appeared, grounding flights. She planned to take a ship despite the delay, but gates infested the sea too.
What the hell was happening?