Chapter 21
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Even in a Dream, What's Not Allowed Isn't Allowed (2)
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Biwol was in a very foul mood right now.
She had dozed off during an intimate meal with her master, and when she came to, there was a man puffed up in front of her.
"Young hero, I am Namgunghyeon of the Namgung family. I've heard your prowess is renowned throughout the Central Plains martial world—no one remains ignorant of it. It's an honor to meet such an outstanding warrior."
A man performing a fist salute toward Biwol. His face was quite handsome, but it bore an uncanny resemblance to her master, which filled her with disgust.
"Why don't you get that anchovy-headed face out of here?"
"...Pardon?"
Biwol hurled an insult straight at the incubus disguised as a Namgung family member. She could tell just by eyeballing him.
"For someone claiming to be a swordsman, your hands have no calluses or scars. And they don't look like those of a fist fighter either—no deformed ears like dumplings from all the blows. Your muscles aren't even pumped up from regular training."
She didn't need to sense his energy. Every visible detail screamed that this guy was far removed from anything martial.
"What do you mean by that...?"
The incubus broke into a cold sweat, utterly flustered by Biwol's words.
He was a dream demon who had enchanted over a hundred women already, and even in this restaurant, he was known for delivering top-notch dreams.
'How the hell did she figure it out? The dream I crafted was supposed to be perfect...!'
No matter that Biwol was a guest from the eastern continent, he had figured she was just another human.
Read her mind, find her favorite type, treat her a bit sweetly, and they'd fall for it every time.
He had spied a preference for handsome white-haired, blue-eyed men or rugged, scarred muscleheads, so he went with a similar look.
But,
"And you're flaunting North Sea Ice Palace features while name-dropping one of the Five Great Families, the Namgung clan?"
That very choice became the incubus's fatal mistake.
Even after her warning, as he kept shoving his face in hers, she openly showed her displeasure.
Dream demons naturally read people's hearts and exploited their weaknesses. That was why no one in [Heaven's Dream] restaurant could beat them—or so it was easy to think.
But Biwol was the one who had vanquished her own heart demon in the mental world.
"No, young hero... I was merely imitating your ideal type to please you..."
Overwhelmed by the killing intent squeezing his body, the incubus spilled the truth without resistance. One wrong move, and he'd die.
"Oh? So you're brazenly trying to mimic even a fragment of my master's appearance. Looks like you're begging to die."
Biwol sighed deeply, frowning as she realized this was a dream and imagined an ice sword materializing in her hand.
It was the sword her master Bing Yeon had forged solely for her—the very same one she'd used to slay the heart demon embodying her inner darkness.
"C-Customer! You can't do this! You were the one who ordered the fresh first love romance!"
Seeing the blade's sharp edge, the incubus gulped and spoke up. Getting cut by that would kill him for sure—even in a dream.
"...Wait, was that what Master ordered?"
Biwol paused, sensing something off as the incubus tearfully begged on his knees. Maybe it wasn't an enemy attack after all.
Come to think of it, she vaguely recalled hearing her master Bing Yeon say it was okay to sleep soundly.
"Yes! The sweet, innocent first love sandwich dream! That's what you ordered, right?!"
The incubus poured out his grievances toward Biwol. He knew her recent nightmare had been her master succumbing to illness and dying.
So he figured disguising as an even cooler guy to gift her a pure first love memory would hook her for sure.
He'd even bulked up his muscles and spent time perfecting a dashing look.
Plus, memories in dreams were supposed to be hazy anyway. Slip in with a vibe like her master Bing Yeon, and she'd buy it no problem.
"How can you seize control even in a dream?!"
Yet her memories were crystal clear here. Like lucid dreaming, she knew it was a dream and could act as she wished.
And right in front of a dream demon who invaded human dreams, no less.
"My feelings for Master... they're heavier and more intense than most people's. Like the difference between blood and water."
Poof. White smoke billowed beside Biwol, gradually forming a figure.
"...Biwol."
A man identical to her master Bing Yeon appeared at her side. Unlike the incubus's shoddy disguise, it was indistinguishable from the real thing.
"Yes, you called for me, brother...♡"
With a honey-dripping, sticky gaze, Biwol grabbed the back of the dream Bing Yeon's head—whom she'd summoned herself—and pulled him into a kiss, ensuring he couldn't escape.
She even used the pet name she'd always wanted to call him, and set their relationship as husband and wife.
"Yes... mmph...♡ Are you jealous right now? Hehe, even without that, this girl won't fall for a thug like him... haa...♡ You're so naughty, brother...♡"
Now she didn't even need to initiate; the dream Bing Yeon clung to her persistently instead.
To add realism to this dream-exclusive act, she even programmed his kisses to be slightly clumsy.
"Hold me tighter until I can't breathe... Devour me more, be greedier and claim all of me...♡"
The lewd sounds of tongues intertwining and breaths mingling echoed through the dream. Even succubi wouldn't kiss with such affectionate fervor.
"......"
Watching this, the incubus was speechless. A fresh first love sandwich wasn't supposed to unfold like this.
The goal was a boy-meets-girl fateful encounter as the opener,
gradually drawing them closer for immersion in innocent first love.
Gift them a moment so vivid and sweet they'd remember it even after waking—a midsummer night's dream, capped off with eating the sandwich.
But what the hell was this?
"Biwol, is even this not enough...?"
"No, it's still far from sufficient. Grip my waist firmer. I want to feel all of you more, brother...♡"
"There's another man here. Let's save this for home. I have a reputation to uphold..."
"Hehe, yet you seem even more excited because of it. Aren't you the one who teases this girl shamelessly in front of others, brother?"
Didn't this passionate kissing between man and woman look just like a steamy erotic dream?
"Smooch...♡"
Only after a silver thread stretched between their lips did Biwol finally break the kiss and pull away from her doppelganger's embrace.
It was a dream she never wanted to wake from, but to escape and reunite with the real Bing Yeon, she had no choice.
"Then, this girl will now head off to meet the real Master."
"Yes, take care of yourself."
The doppelganger gently stroked her head, just as Bing Yeon always did.
"Hehe... I hope the day comes when I can truly call Master 'brother'."
As Biwol rubbed her cheek against his hand and planted a soft kiss, the incubus felt a chill run down his spine.
He had poked the wrong bear. Trying to stage romance with this customer was a mistake from the start.
"Now, I'll take my time figuring out how to wake from this dream."
Seeing Biwol wrap her fist in ominous demonic energy, ready to pummel him,
"N-No, stay back! Don't come any closer!"
he could only scream in desperation.
Verdandi's case was no different.
"You're lying!"
"Huh? What are you talking about all of a sudden, Verdandi?"
Verdandi's recent nightmare had been one where the whole village shunned her, ultimately poisoning her out of malice.
"We're childhood friends, aren't we? Why are you suddenly pulling away from me?"
"...That's the lie! Why are you trying to deceive me?!"
The incubus who invaded Verdandi's dream posed as her childhood friend, aiming to stir innocent first love feelings.
He'd deliberately set his appearance the same as Biwol's case: a boy with white hair and blue eyes.
"What are you even saying? Verdandi, did you have a bad dream or something?"
How did she notice? Realizing something was wrong, the incubus tried to deflect and salvage the situation.
But,
"Just being around a villain like you is a nightmare! You demon mimicking my master's childhood!"
Verdandi had spotted it was a dream from those discrepancies.
She had fallen for her master Bing Yeon at first sight, but hadn't yet grasped her own feelings fully.
"The Master I know was even more handsome than this...!"
Her lingering desire to spend her childhood with him,
the wish to be with Bing Yeon somehow—it embarrassed her that it shone through like this, making her want to bolt from the dream right then.
"I shall administer justice!"
Shing!─Reciting the incantation she'd been taught, a holy sword of light erupted from the center of her chest.
"Truth-Seeing Eye"
"...Haa, how the heck did you figure it out?"
The incubus sighed as if the ground had caved in. Customers who realized it was a dream like this were exceedingly rare.
"Fine, this is your dream. You ordered the fresh first love dream, so I'm putting on this act."
No point in deceiving her further, so he came clean.
"Master ordered it?"
"Yeah, the white-haired gentleman's dish lets the eater experience sweet romance."
[The words spoken by the person before you are 'truth.']
With the incubus's words marked as truth, Verdandi finally lowered her sword and listened.
"...So, does that mean I can do whatever I want here?"
A sudden idea made her lips twitch upward. Here, she could monopolize her master Bing Yeon without anyone finding out.
Then,
"Mommy! Why is Daddy coming home late today? Skuld is hungry!"
"Daddy's out upholding justice again today! You need more patience like your big brother Urdr, Skuld!"
Poof!─Two children appeared with a pop: a boy and a girl.
They had hair blending Bing Yeon's signature white with Verdandi's golden locks.
"Ah, aaa... It really works!"
Verdandi, who had secretly named her fantasy children from Bing Yeon as Skuld and Urdr, blushed as she hugged them tight.
Their speech patterns matching hers perfectly was a flaw since it was mere imagination, but
"...Seeing them like this, it feels like my dream of becoming a good mother has come true!"
such minor details didn't matter. A warm, heart-fluttering sensation enveloped her.
"Now, I must eliminate the witness who saw my shameful fantasies!"
Verdandi suddenly remembered the incubus watching from afar, let out a hearty laugh, and strode toward him.
"Wha...? Wait, hold on... I told you everything truthfully! Please, let's talk this out...!"
Flailing against her vicious killing intent, the incubus begged for dialogue.
"Shut up! Get out of this dream already!"
Ignoring his desperate pleas, her kick slammed straight into his groin.