Chapter 41
Chapter 41
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 41
Chapter Title: Lucky Pervert
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Grinning, I snatched her wrist, and her shoulders trembled faintly.
"Let me see your face."
Her eyes shook violently, hesitation plain as day.
"If you don't want to, give me back the sword."
Her gaze darted desperately between the sword and my face. Earlier she'd said her life was more precious than the sword and she didn't need it, but now that it was in her hands, she couldn't bear to let go. Humans were all like that.
She let out a small sigh, then finally seemed to steel herself and opened her mouth.
"...You absolutely cannot tell anyone else."
"Of course."
I nodded.
She took a deep breath, then touched her face with trembling hands. What unfolded next was unbelievable.
Smoothly.
Like a thin membrane peeling away, the ordinary man's face softened in outline and transformed in an instant into the visage of a stunning woman. It was my first time seeing Disguise Art in person. I'd thought it was just like wearing a mask or makeup, but the way the very bone structure seemed to shift subtly was eerie yet mystical. Contrary to my expectations of something grotesque, the result was astonishingly natural.
And beautiful. Her skin was white as if it glowed even in the pitch-black night, with delicate features neatly arranged. Especially those black eyes beneath long, lush lashes like a frightened deer's—they were so striking you could never forget them after one glance.
"You're a beauty."
Her face flushed bright red.
"Ahh..."
She mumbled, bowing her head as if she didn't know what to do.
"This is the first time... I've shown my real face. You absolutely... absolutely cannot tell anyone...!"
"I got it."
I refilled her empty cup. The fragrant aroma of bamboo leaf liquor mixed with the sweet feminine scent wafting from her body, creating an intoxicating blend.
"With that lovely fragrance, the liquor tastes even better."
She let out a 'Ugh...' and took the cup with her head hung low. Her embarrassed look was downright cute.
"If I'd known you were such a beauty, I would've done this sooner."
Her face turned scarlet all the way to her neck, and she downed the liquor in one gulp, too flustered to respond.
"Well, let's introduce ourselves properly. My name is Shadowless."
She hesitated a moment, then replied in a voice as tiny as a mosquito's.
"...Yeon Haeun."
"Pretty name too."
Was that too old-man-ish? I glanced back over my shoulder. Soso was still sleeping soundly, snoring away. Good. This wasn't cheating. It was just talking to someone I happened to meet.
I turned back. Now I could see Yeon Haeun had deliberately worn loose-fitting clothes to look like a scrawny man. With a woman's face, she just looked like an ordinary woman. But how had she hidden her breasts? Binding bandages, maybe?
Just then, as she set down her cup and fiddled with the sword, her expression hardened. She'd sensed something off. In her excitement, she'd forgotten it was a demonic sword for a moment, but she was a martial artist with inner energy too. Yet holding the sword didn't corrupt her with demonic energy. Yeon Haeun's sharp eyes turned to me.
I shrugged.
"I took it back."
"Ahh!"
Yeon Haeun let out a small scream. Only then did she realize she'd been completely duped. But I felt no remorse. I was upfront about it. I'd never scammed her. I said I'd give her the sword, not the demonic energy.
"Want me to infuse it with demonic energy again?"
Her eyes lit up.
"Really?"
"In exchange, show me your breasts."
I was curious how she'd hidden them.
"You jerk!"
Yeon Haeun glared at me with a look that said I'd tricked her again. Her face shifted from red to blue in an entertaining display. I actually meant to do it, but I didn't say so out loud. Teasing this girl was fun.
I pulled out her token from my pocket and showed it to her.
"I need the House of Ill Winds' help. Show me your breasts."
"Pervert! You pervert!"
She yelled and lunged to grab the token back. I whipped my hand holding it behind my back. She rose and climbed onto me, reaching for it over my back.
"Hey, you little—!"
That was the moment.
The carriage tilted slightly. She lost her balance and tumbled right onto me.
And.
Mwah.
A soft, warm sensation touched my lips.
Ah. Lucky pervert.
She pulled her lips away in a panic, her face red as a ripe persimmon about to burst.
"It... it wasn't on purpose!"
I found myself making excuses. It felt like the right thing to do.
She couldn't speak, just touched her lips and sniffled pitifully.
"It was my first... my first..."
Her tiny mutter was heartbreaking.
Right then.
Rustle.
A sound came from the side.
I turned to see Soso—awake who-knows-when—staring at us wide-eyed, still half-asleep.
Her innocent gaze flicked between Yeon Haeun straddling me and my flustered face.
Oh.
Total disaster.
"Soso, this is, well..."
I started to make some excuse when—
Soso approached me in a sleepy daze. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her lips to mine.
Mmmph—
A soft, tender tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring every corner. A deep, intense kiss. Her saliva, mixed with sleepiness, tasted sweet.
After savoring me for a long while, Soso slowly pulled away. A silvery thread of saliva stretched like a bridge between our lips.
Then, still hugging me tight, she turned to Yeon Haeun and declared.
"Senior Brother belongs to Soso."
A firm, clear voice. I couldn't see her face, just the round back of her head, but even her jealousy was adorable, making me smile.
But that was the moment.
"...!"
Yeon Haeun's shoulders shuddered, and suddenly she glared at me with twisted fury. I had no idea why, but she lunged at me again as if to pry Soso off and kiss me herself.
"Ugh!"
I hurriedly reached out and covered her mouth. The soft lips pressed against my palm.
"What are you doing?!"
Then Yeon Haeun grabbed my wrist and yelled.
"Why are you stopping me?!"
I was dumbfounded by her sudden anger.
"No, why are you acting up all of a sudden?"
At my baffled look, Yeon Haeun pointed at Soso indignantly.
"That girl...! She just provoked me!"
"What? Soso provoking you?"
Soso was pure and innocent—there was no way. I couldn't make heads or tails of it.
Yeon Haeun started breathing heavily, then as if resolved, she undid her robe. She even stripped off the inner layer. What was revealed was white bandages tightly binding her breasts.
With a face like she might die of shame, she squeezed her eyes shut and abruptly released the bandages.
Pop!
With a strong bounce, the compressed pair of breasts burst free. Plump mounds rising on her creamy skin, topped with pink nipples. They were quite large. Smaller than Soso's, but more than enough to shame most women. I let out a small gasp of admiration.
Then Soso, nestled in my arms, smoothly sat up and proudly bared her own breasts.
Huge.
No comparison. If Yeon Haeun's were ripe peaches, Soso's were massive watermelons.
Soso thrust them out triumphantly.
"Senior Brother likes Soso's breasts more."
My hand moved on its own. Like iron drawn to a magnet, it headed straight for Soso's enormous bosom. The soft, heavy sensation filled my palm. Yeah, this was it.
"Haaang...!"
Yeon Haeun collapsed right there and burst into tears.
"What do I do now... What am I supposed to do...! My first kiss stolen by a guy... and now he's seen my breasts too...! I can never get married... Waaah...!"
I was so flabbergasted I couldn't speak. The kiss was pure accident, and she'd shown her breasts herself(?).
Soso, moaning pleasurably as I kneaded her breast, suddenly looked up at me.
"Senior Brother... likes Soso the best, right?"
Her clear eyes stared straight at me. I nodded as if it were obvious.
"Of course."
"Heehee, that's all I need."
Soso smiled contentedly. Then she said something cryptic.
"Soso only has Senior Brother, but Senior Brother is loved by everyone."
She pointed at the crying Yeon Haeun.
"Go... hug her."
If Soso said so, then it was so.
I didn't know why she said that or its deeper meaning. But if Soso was okay with it, then it was okay. Her permission was the key that unlocked my chains. I accepted it immediately.
I didn't hesitate.
I lunged toward the crying Yeon Haeun.
"Eek!"
With a small scream, her body fell back onto the carriage floor. I pinned her down, grabbing her wrists with both hands and pressing them above her head.