9.
"Th-that's your desire?!"
Tony's face froze on the spot.
It seemed like his mind had fallen into the error of cognitive dissonance.
Lina's face, looking at him, was flushed red to the point of bursting.
My own face, having blurted out this insane nonsense, was burning hot just the same.
And now, Tony's face, having somewhat resolved that cognitive dissonance, began to flush crimson as well.
The three of us couldn't say a word for a long while, trapped in an awkward and strange silence.
True to his title as the kingdom's greatest playboy, he had already experienced netorase play with another married woman.
But this netorase was on a whole different level.
The woman he had to sleep with now was Lina, who was practically his own little sister.
And on top of that, wasn't she the wife of another brother—me?
No matter how tremendous a philanderer he was,
and even if he was now in heat to the bursting point after a month of forced celibacy...
it seemed it wasn't easy for him to immediately accept this outrageous situation.
After hesitating for a long while, his lips merely twitching, Tony finally opened his mouth.
"If... what happens if you can't resolve that desire?"
"They said my soul will be extinguished, and the demonic energy will seize my body and I'll become the Demon King."
".........."
Tony's pupils trembled faintly.
After a silence as if lost in deep thought, he soon spoke with a bittersweet yet affectionate smile.
"You've always been so consistent since you were a kid.
Because you were always willing to share whatever you had with others."
As if suddenly recalling a distant, hazy memory, he let out a chuckle and continued.
"Hey, do you remember that?
When we were kids, old man Igor once gave each of us an identical box of precious cookies.
Back then, Lina and I hid ours and lied that we'd already eaten them all, afraid someone might ask for some."
"Did that... really happen?"
He grinned and said,
"Feeling sorry for us, you brought your cookies over and willingly tried to share them with us. Even though you were savoring them sparingly yourself."
He glanced at Lina, who was feigning ignorance with a guilty conscience, smirked, and continued the reminiscence.
"Glutton Lina.
She was so greedy, she made a big fuss about having already finished hers and then snatched all of yours away.
The sight of her brazenly lying with cookie crumbs smeared all around her mouth. Hahahaha."
Unable to bear the embarrassment, Lina stared into empty space, deliberately playing dumb.
"Wh-what are you talking about...! I don't remember a single thing. Hmph."
But Tony just grinned slyly and carried on, unfazed.
"Pfft. Even though you clearly knew Lina still had her cookies, you readily shared yours.
Louis, you've always been that kind of kid.
That's probably why the Goddess chose you, too.
But... ha, seriously..."
Tony, looking awkwardly away from Lina, muttered with a bitter smile.
"The problem is, this time the cookie I have to share is Lina herself....."
Normally, by now,
"Why are you acting so generous with me! You idiot Louis...!"
she would have protested...
But Lina was quiet.
A strange and awkward silence weighed heavily on the three of us.
After a moment, Tony mustered his courage and asked Lina cautiously in a low, grave voice.
"..... Lina, are you really okay with this?"
"........"
Instead of answering, Lina's hands were trembling faintly.
Her cheeks were flushed red to bursting with shame and embarrassment,
but deep in her eyes, connected to my soul, there lurked a craving for the pleasure whispered by the demonic energy.
"..........."
A moment later, Lina, her face flushed, gave a slight nod.
"Haa, haa......"
My lower abdomen churned with a tingling pleasure.
My wife...
to another man...
nodded of her own accord, granting permission to her body...!!
"Haa, ha..."
At that devastatingly alluring sight,
the twisted desire inside me rewarded me sweetly, as if satisfied.
An extreme ecstasy, as if my mind were blazing white, surged through my entire body.
And it seemed that same lewd reward was also delivered to Lina, whose soul was linked to mine.
"Haa, haang...♥"
Lina bit her lip lightly and let out a suggestive moan.
I could see sticky honey trickling down between her white thighs.
Tony began to murmur quietly with a hollow laugh.
"To be honest, I wanted to join you two on your great pilgrimage somehow, too.
I wanted to help, even just a little, in saving the world.
I prayed and prayed earnestly to the Goddess...
Ha... to think my prayer would be answered in this way."
From Lina's body, already pushed to its limit, the lewd scent of a female in heat began to waft up thickly.
She could not be left like this any longer.
She had to be freed from this torment of heat, and quickly.
"Bro! Lina and I are at our limit now. Please."
"Ah... uh. Y-yeah..."
In our cozy newlywed home, the curtain was about to rise on a depraved and lewd feast.
"Then... I'll, um, go get ready a bit."
Muttering in a voice as faint as an ant crawling, Lina walked toward the master bedroom.
Her retreating figure bore no trace of her usual lively tomboy self, and was instead completely steeped in a strange and deep sensuality.
And...
now at her limit...
the fully ripened Lina left behind a trail of sticky pussy juice where she had passed.
As I stared blankly at that, Tony asked me,
"Louis. I did wash up before coming, but I should wash again, right? Where's the bathroom?"
"Yeah. Over there."
Tony rose quietly from his seat and walked to the bathroom.
Belied by his flashy epithet as the kingdom's greatest playboy, his gait now was stiff and rigid, like a robot's.
While Tony went into the bathroom and diligently washed his body, Lina was in the master bedroom, preparing to receive him.
Hoo...
What on earth was I doing?
Only after going through with it did it start to feel real.
I was clearly not in my right mind right now.
No, none of us were in our right minds.
But,
now that things had come to this...
I resolved to forcibly push aside all other thoughts, ceaselessly drilling into my head only the justification that this was 'to save the world.'
Right...!
We were now deeply encroached upon by an evil curse, bearing the fate of humanity and fighting a fierce battle.
I decided to think only of that.
Before long, the bathroom door opened and Tony walked out.
His appearance, flushed with tension, felt utterly unfamiliar.
He seemed so embarrassed he couldn't even look at me properly, and just began pacing around the living room.
I couldn't look at him properly either.
I never imagined seeing the man who would sleep with my wife would be this unbearably awkward.
I stole furtive sidelong glances at him now and then.
Shining blond hair, and a firmly toned, bronze-hued body.
True to a skilled swordsman whom even King Alen himself would covet, his body was superb, without an ounce of fat.
Imagining Lina being pressed down by that solid body, reeking of primal male scent, my heart began to race madly.
Both Lina and I had known only each other's bodies.
We were bumpkins who had never been with another person of the opposite sex.
And yet, Lina had such a lewd constitution that she would become drenched even by my clumsy, fumbling touches—so much so that I had deluded myself into thinking I was good at it.
Suddenly, a thought so miserable and perverse it made my head spin flashed through my mind.
What if...
Lina were to be tamed by Tony's overwhelming technique—his monstrous physical ability, countless real-life experiences, and dazzling history with women...
If Lina, having learned the taste of new pleasure, could she really live contentedly by my side afterward?
Such realistic fears began to creep over me.
But even that bitter anxiety was twisting into perverse pleasure, driving my lower abdomen wild with stimulation.
Then it happened.
The master bedroom door slid open softly, and Lina slowly revealed herself.
"Ha..."
I felt my breath stop.
Truly, she was so, so beautiful.
Her usually tomboyish face was now suffused with a mature, demure elegance.
And at the same time,
a dizzying, bewitching allure that could utterly shatter any onlooker's reason was radiating from her entire body.
Tony's cock had sprung up pathetically. But he couldn't even register it as shameful.
He simply stood there, entranced like a man whose soul had been stolen, staring blankly, deeply captivated by Lina's figure.
It wasn't simply because her appearance was beautiful.
Lina, who had been wholly drenched in the curse of my corrupted soul and its reverberations...
was heated to the boiling point with lewdness, in direct proportion to the level of my twisted desire, which had now encroached even upon my left eye.
She had transformed into a temptress herself, as if born solely to seduce men.
The thick pheromones ceaselessly emanating from Lina's delicate body bewitched even the air in the room, making it sticky.
Regardless of race,
if one was merely male...
a dense, decadent charm that would make anyone's eyes roll back and drive them into heat filled the space.
If one were to be seduced by Lina, ripened to the fullest...
If Lina, her gaze now even melted into a sticky haze, were to spread her lewd crotch wide open and tempt him obscenely...
Even Uncle Alen, a dependable father figure with the kingdom's most beautiful wife...
Even the noble High Priest grandfather, who had served only the Goddess his entire life and kept his sanctity...
Even...
Lina's own father...
would lose all reason completely,
and frantically pounce, busy coveting Lina's crotch.
Lina had now become the 'Goddess of Lewdness' herself.
Suddenly,
I wondered if Lina's dazzling transformation—her beauty blooming more breathtakingly by the day—might not have been due to the Goddess's blessing after all...
Such a thought crossed my mind.
They said the demonic energy, formed over hundreds of years from the accumulated filthy thoughts of humans, possessed a power akin to that of a god.
For the sake of my vile desire, twisted and greedily cultivated by that demonic energy...
was it using Lina as a tool of depravity for the netorase that would satisfy it?
Had it granted Lina a fatal beauty that would make every male in the world fall for her,
and at the same time, turned her into a woman who exuded such lewd and deadly sensuality?
"Haa, haa..."
Overwhelmed by a lewdness she couldn't handle, Lina's eyes had gone unfocused, and she was panting roughly.
On Lina's ear hung an 'Earring of Cleanliness' for preventing disease.
On her slender finger was fitted the 'Contraceptive Ring'.
The accessories, delicately crafted with beautiful gems, gleamed, dyeing Lina's beauty with an even more bewitching and seductive allure.
At the sight, my heart began to rage again as if about to burst.
"........"
I couldn't offer her the compliment that she was so beautiful.
I couldn't bring myself to say such words.
In our world, a woman adorned with such magic tools...
meant a 'high-class prostitute' who spread her crotch for unspecified men.
The faintly glowing magic tools ceaselessly spoke of the cruel truth.
I had turned my wife into a prostitute. Unable to hold onto my reeling senses, I staggered.
At that moment, Lina, clutching the 'Voyeur's Necklace' and the 'Voyeur's Mirror' tightly in her hands, came over and steadied me.
And she whispered quietly.
"Um... Louis.
If possible, could you watch through this necklace and mirror instead of directly?
I... I think I'd be a little embarrassed in front of you."
Lina looked up at me with eyes so moist they seemed ready to burst at a single touch.
I took the mirror from her trembling hands and carefully placed it on the table,
then fastened the 'Voyeur's Necklace' around her slender, beautiful neck and said affectionately,
"Yeah. That'll be enough to resolve it. Thank you, Lina."
I held Lina warmly.
Her body heat, as if boiling over, transmitted fully to me.
I felt keenly the weight of the heavy, lewd burden she bore together with my suffering.
In the end, the tears Lina had been holding back streamed down her face.
The shame and self-loathing she must have felt, adorning herself with accessories fit only for prostitutes, must have been indescribable.
"Hyuk... euggeut...!"
But pitifully, her lewdly transformed body wasn't just shedding sorrowful tears.
Between Lina's crotch, uncontrollable hot love juices flowed out, soaking even the freshly changed underwear damp.
Her body, which had turned so terribly lewd regardless of her own will.
Lina was ashamed that her body—ruined as if injected with a lethal dose of aphrodisiac—had been found out.
It was a cruelty so shameful that it was nearly impossible for a woman to endure.
Her tearful eyes trembled faintly.
Her mind couldn't keep up with the rapid changes in her body.
At any moment, she might collapse into self-loathing.
I recalled the High Priest's solemn warning.
I had to help her not to drive herself to ruin...
to help her love herself to the very end.
As Lina, shedding tears and hot love juices mercilessly,
floundered uncontrollably in a whirlpool of sorrow and pleasure, I held her tight.
I looked straight into her moistened eyes and spoke.
With all my soul,
with every ounce of sincerity inside me, I said in a fervent voice,
"Lina, I love you..."