Chapter 219: Estelle is Smiling (10)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 219: Estelle is Smiling (10)[R-18]
Chirp— Chirp—
By the time I returned home, the morning birds were already singing.
Even as I stood before the front door, my mind was entirely consumed by thoughts of Estelle.
Touch—
As I brushed my lips with my fingertips, the sensation of Estelle’s lips came rushing back.
I hadn't even dared to guess that Estelle might like me back.
I truly thought it was just a one-sided crush.
Perhaps that was why the sudden shift into a romantic relationship didn't feel quite real yet.
‘Estelle...’
Of course, considering how late I’d stayed, all we had done was kiss.
It was a bit long and special to be called an ordinary kiss, but in the end, it was still just a kiss.
Did I want to go further?
...If someone asked, the answer was obviously yes.
However, it might be different once Estelle regained her senses, but for now, having sex would just be an act where I was the only one feeling pleasure.
‘...That would be using Estelle like an onahole. I can’t do that.’
I might be trash, but I was trash that knew where to draw the line!
Click—
“I’m home.”
The moment I opened the door and stepped inside, something shot out like an arrow.
Boing—!
It wasn't a ‘Little Sister Pussy-type Onahole’... it was Poporing. She sprang out, looked up at the ceiling, and shouted at the top of her lungs.
“Heuk-ak! Po! Po! Ring! On standby! No issues to report! To Sister Evelyn, who possesses the overwhelming Dignity of the Legal Wife and endless benevolence! May I! Dare to ask! If you have been well!! I am asking if I may ask!!”
“....”
Poporing looked even more strictly disciplined than when I saw her last night.
“...Poporing.”
“Heuk-ak! Po! Po!... Heuk-e...? Ian... Oppa?”
Only after I called her name did Poporing tilt her head down to check my face.
She blinked a few times, and then, as if all the tension in her body had suddenly evaporated, she collapsed onto the floor.
“Heuk-uuu... I-It really is Ian Oppa, right? It is, right? It’s not Sister Evelyn in a disguise or something, right? O-Of course! Sister Evelyn is always welcome! Heuk-hehe..!”
The sight of Poporing clinging to my pant leg was so pathetic it made me chuckle.
“....What exactly did Evelyn do to you? No, more importantly, where is she? I thought she’d be waiting.”
“Heuk-ak! Nothing happened with Sister Evelyn! We spent a productive time in an extremely peaceful and mutually respectful atmosphere! Also, about three hours ago, Sister Evelyn benevolently said, ‘That piece of shit isn't coming back, is he? Fuck! Is he really trying to stay out all night? Argh! I feel like I’ll actually kill him if I see his smug face when he gets back, so I’m going home!’ and then she left!”
According to Poporing’s report, she didn't sound benevolent at all...
Tremble—! Tremble—! Tremble—!
I decided not to point that out, as Poporing was shaking so violently I thought she might actually faint.
“First, let’s calm down. Poporing.”
Squeeze—
To calm her down, I had no choice but to grab her breast.
“Heuk-eut!♥... Hue... Ian... Oppa...?♥”
“How’s that? Feeling a bit calmer?”
“...Heuk-ah..♥... Y-Yes...!... I’m... calm... Heuk!♥”
Feeling Ian Oppa kneading her breast for the first time in a while, heat began to rise from Poporing’s lower belly.
Knead— Knead—
“Good. I’m glad you’ve calmed down.”
“Heuk-eut..!♥... Yes... B-But what about you, Ian Oppa? Heuk-he...♥ What... w-what did you talk about with Sister Estelle? It’s not that Sister Evelyn gets... angry, she’s always benevolent and beautiful, but... she seemed a little, slightly, just a tiny bit upset...”
“Huh? What? I explained it while Evelyn was here. Didn't you hear it then?”
“Ah... t-that time...”
Poporing’s voice trailed off at Ian’s question.
Absolutely nothing happened with Sister Evelyn!
But purely! Of her own volition! So as not to interfere even slightly with the conversation between Sister Evelyn and Ian Oppa! She had stayed tucked away in a corner like a speck of dust, so she didn't remember a thing.
“Fine, whatever. I’ll tell you again. ...Well, I kind of wanted to brag about it anyway.”
Knead— Knead—
Ian Oppa gave a smirk and continued to knead her breast as he began to explain everything that had happened.
“That’s why I told you not to open the door...”
“....”
“I bought cotton candy there and with Estelle...”
In the past, listening to someone else’s love story would have made her so jealous she would have tuned it out...
‘...Anyway... Ian Oppa... and my respected Legal Wife Sister Evelyn will take care of me for the rest of my life... Heuk-he-he..’
Because she felt that certainty now, it didn't really matter much anymore.
According to Sister Evelyn, there were many women coveting the position of Ian Oppa’s Legal Wife...
But there was only one ‘Poporing Spiraea’ in the Little Sister position!
“So, by restructuring the nerves with ‘Magical Nerve Engineering,’ I can restore Estelle’s senses...”
“......Heuk-e?”
Just then, Poporing, who had been quietly listening to his bragging, tilted her head as if something was off.
“What? What is it?”
“...Heuk-hum... I-It’s nothing big... but Ian Oppa’s explanation of ‘Magical Nerve Engineering’ is a bit strange... Heuk-hehe...”
“...Strange? What’s strange about it?”
“I-I mean... ‘Magical Nerve Engineering’ isn't a technology that can ‘restructure’ nerves that easily... If you try to force the nerves to connect in the way you just described, wouldn't the side effects be severe? Unless there’s at least an auxiliary device to coordinate the mana nervous system and the regular nervous system from the outside, I’m pretty sure the regular nervous system would overload and burn out?”
Having said that much, Poporing paused to think for a moment and then asked me with a serious expression.
“Heuk-um... Ian Oppa? In the first place, is there really a problem with Sister Estelle’s nerves? It would be one thing if she had no sensation below a certain point... but you said she has sensation from her soles to her ankles, right? If it were a nervous system issue, it wouldn't be like that. Plus, mumble mumble...”
“....”
Since the topic had shifted to her area of expertise, her questions were uncharacteristically sharp.
Of course, I couldn't explain the details about the demon because of the Church’s ‘Sealing Designation,’ but...
Fundamentally, what I had done for Estelle was ‘Exorcism,’ not ‘Treatment.’
“...That’s what I think. Heuk-hehe... Ah! O-Of course..! T-This is just the theory I learned from Grandmother, so it might be different now! A-After all, you said your uncle is already using a prosthetic leg with ‘Magical Nerve Engineering’ applied! So there must be some other way! Heuk-hehe!!”
To be honest, as a layman in magical engineering, I didn't even understand half of Poporing’s explanation.
However, there was one thing I absolutely had to verify.
Can the senses stolen by the Balance Demon really be recovered in this manner?
In Jeffrey’s case, he had lost a physical leg, so he could recover using a prosthetic leg through ‘Magical Nerve Engineering.’
But the fundamental cause of Estelle’s loss of sensation was the ‘Balance Demon.’
‘The person who can confirm this is...’
It had to be Elfriede.
For some reason, Elfriede was suspiciously well-informed about information lost in the past.
The problem was...
‘...I have no way to contact Elfriede.’
During the semester at the Sacred Academy, I could just go and see her, but it was vacation now.
I didn't know Elfriede’s home address, and I didn't have a crystal ball to contact her.
I could find out if I took the time, but since Estelle might leave at any moment, I wanted to meet her as soon as possible.
“Heuk-hehe! ...But... Ian Oppa... my tummy is growling... feed me...!”
Scratch— Scratch—
Then, Poporing spoke while scratching her belly as usual, her previous serious demeanor nowhere to be found.
‘...I guess it’s time.’
It was something I had to reveal eventually anyway.
I could overlook Poporing causing a bit of trouble or spamming in the Gallery as something cute.
Even I, the Manager, sometimes trolled as a Dynamic Nickname.
However...
Posting gore images so vile they broke Laplace, who hadn't even been a sub-manager for long, was a clear violation of the rules.
“Poporing.”
“...Heuk-e? What is it, Oppa? Oh, for today’s fried egg, don't make it sunny-side up, cook it all the way through...”
“Fixed Nickname ‘MojitoDelivery◆.’ The posts you make with your Fixed Nickname are just those of an average Gallery user, so you don't have much of a reputation... but your true identity is a malicious troll who uses numerous VPNs and calls yourself one of the ‘Three Great Villains of the Gallery,’ the ‘Dark Emperor of the Gallery,’ and the ‘One of a Thousand Masks.’ The last IP address that was banned was 74.981. The reason for the ban: posting excessive hate images.”
“....”
The moment she heard the words coming out of Ian’s mouth, Poporing stopped scratching her belly.
‘C-Calm down, Poporing Spiraea.’
I mustn't get flustered.
Fortunately, since my back was turned, Ian Oppa probably didn't see the panicked expression on my face.
‘I don't know how Ian Oppa found out about the Gallery, but...!!’
If I admitted to being the ‘Dark Emperor’ here, the image of the kind and cute little sister I’d worked so hard to build would be ruined!
So, I had to act as naturally as possible, like a normal person who didn't even know what the Gallery was!
“...He-Heuk-hehe? ...I-Ian Oppa, what kind of nonsense are you talking about all of a sudden? Dark Emperor? MojitoDelivery? W-What... is that...? Is it something you eat?”
“...Poporing.”
Step—
Ian Oppa, who had approached from behind, whispered into my ear.
“I am 8WanksADay◆.”
“....!!”
In that instant, Ian Oppa’s hand slid under my clothes, accurately located my inverted nipples, and forcibly excavated them.
“...Heuk-kkiiiiit!?!♥♥”
“Are you going to admit it! Or not!”
Twist—!
Ian Oppa shouted into my ear and gave the nipples he was holding a sharp twist.
“Answer me! Are you going to admit it or not!”
“Ho-Ho-ok..!..♥ I-I will!♥... I’ll admit it!!♥... I-I am!♥ ‘MojitoDelivery’...♥... That’s right!♥.. S-So..!♥... Ian.. Oppa!.. Pulling my nipples...♥ S-Stop it!♥”
“...You still haven't learned your lesson.”
Squeeze—!
As Ian Oppa pulled even harder as if he were going to pluck the nipples right off, my vision began to turn white from the dizzying sensation of mixed pain and pleasure.
“He-Heuk-oh-oh-it!♥... I-I get it!... I get it!... T-The ‘Dark Emperor’... i-is me too!♥.. I’m first-rate at trolling...!!♥ But my nipples are third-rate!!♥... Heuk-it!... So! Please!.. Ho-ok!.. N-Nipples♥... If you pull them that hard...♥ Noooooo!...♥♥”
Finally, as Poporing admitted her identity while tears and fluids leaked from above and below, I let go of her nipples and spoke.
“...You, you’re going to work on a job with me.”