Chapter 64
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: Midnight Promise
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Knock knock.
Someone rapped on the door, and I slowly got up, making my way over.
When I opened it, Namgung Yu stood there with her lips pressed tightly together, staring at the floor.
The moment she saw I'd opened the door, she hurried inside with quick steps.
"Why didn't you open up faster! If Gaga catches us!"
Namgung Yu scowled fiercely as she spoke, then shut her mouth again.
Sure enough, Fengyun's room was just a short distance away.
One wrong move, and we might run into him.
What would Fengyun think?
If he saw Namgung Yu standing right in front of my door.
"Huu..."
Namgung Yu was still worked up, taking deep breaths to calm her racing heart.
She looked so endearing like this.
But remembering how she fought Fengyun still sent chills down my spine.
"S-so... what do I do now?"
"..."
I was deep in thought.
Could I really just follow my desires?
Namgung Yu was like a poisoned chalice, plain and simple.
Her beauty was alluring, but what lay inside was pure venom—deadly poison, no less.
After wrestling with it, I finally told Namgung Yu to sit on the bed.
She hesitated for a moment but remembered our promise and obediently did as I said.
Honestly, it caught me off guard.
She could've ignored me without any real consequences.
Her powerful clan, her formidable martial arts—even the terms of our bet were utterly ridiculous.
She could've broken the promise, and I wouldn't have been able to do a thing.
Yet here she was, in the dead of night, keeping her word by coming to my room.
Was it pride?
Truth be told, even as I called her here, I'd figured she might not show—and that there'd be nothing I could do about it.
Sadist, Possessiveness, Destructive Urge, Bold and Aggressive Man
Reading her fetish settled my doubts.
Right—just a simple hug as promised, then send her on her way.
I already had Jeong Seon and Seol Yeong.
Any more heroines would be overkill.
That seemed like the best course, so I went for it.
I sat down slowly beside Namgung Yu.
As I settled right next to her, I naturally ended up looking down at her from above.
Through her swaying hair, I caught sight of her sharp eyes.
Her straight nose and pursed lips, too.
First, I took her hand.
"Eut..."
No real reason.
Just surprise.
How could this delicate little hand...?
It was too slender for the one that held its own against Fengyun in their clash of strength.
Even now, it was barely half the size of mine—but if she wanted, she could crush my hand without a second thought.
I was struck anew by the power of martial arts.
While I was at it, I stroked her hand and laced our fingers together.
That made the size difference even more stark.
"Keut..."
Namgung Yu let out a pained groan.
Not from pain, I figured—just despair at being trapped in this situation, unable to resist.
Next, I rolled up her sleeve.
I couldn't explain why, but ever since coming to this martial world, arms had started feeling way more alluring than before.
Probably because everyone here wore long sleeves that covered them up.
There was a thrill in seeing what others kept hidden.
Namgung Yu's exposed arm was fragile beyond words—snowy white and delicate.
I wondered if there were hidden muscles, so I touched it. Sure, it was firmer than a normal woman's, but for the ace of the martial hall, it was shockingly frail.
"S-stop."
Her voice snapped me out of it.
I'd been unconsciously groping her arm like I was inspecting it.
I was curious about her strength, but you couldn't learn much from her arm alone. So I slid my arm around her shoulder, slowly drawing her into an embrace.
As my arm draped gently over her shoulder, Namgung Yu trembled, like she could barely hold herself together.
"Th-this is—"
Pop.
Unable to endure it, she shoved me away—and in the process, her nail grazed my cheek, leaving a small scratch.
It wasn't deep, and it didn't hurt.
I figured her push came from her feelings for Fengyun, so it was understandable.
So I had no idea.
How much trouble that tiny scratch would bring.
"Ah... aaa..."
Seeing my scratch, Namgung Yu approached slowly, her hands trembling.
I tried to tell her not to worry, that it was fine—but she grabbed my face with both hands.
"What..."
"You want to do that with me, right?"
Gulp.
Namgung Yu's eyes shifted to those of a predator, staring at my scratch and swallowing hard.
No way.
It couldn't be.
What had I even done?
I'd just held her hand, stroked her arm a bit, and she pushed me away, scratching my cheek.
And suddenly, a switch flipped?
Come to think of it, Fengyun started getting called Gaga after a hug.
Had I gone way overboard with the skinship already?
My vision went dark.
"I've never seen anyone who takes a scratch like that even after I push them away."
"...It was just a push."
"No, there was qi in it."
Qi in it?
...No way.
Lately, I'd been absorbing yin qi so often that I started doing it instinctively with the ambient yin qi around me.
So when Namgung Yu pushed me, I'd reflexively absorbed her qi—and that's why it ended with just this scratch.
It made sense now why she was taking an interest in me.
Like finding a toy that wouldn't break.
"No, I just wanted a hug..."
"I'll give you a Snow Ginseng."
"...My Extreme Yang cultivation won't absorb elixirs anyway."
"Heard of Snow Triple Ginseng?"
I had.
A herb found only in the coldest lands, one of the best for those with extreme yin or yang qi.
Eating it would boost my qi, which could really help treat Seol Yeong.
I swallowed involuntarily.
Seeing that, Namgung Yu smiled faintly and said,
"L-lie down."
"...What suddenly?"
"Now."
"Kugh."
I started to question her sudden aggressiveness, but she shoved me down onto the bed.
Incredible strength.
"...You've held back for so long, why now..."
Namgung Yu kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.
'Why on the bed, of all places?'
The question didn't last.
"..."
She straight-up trampled me as I lay there.
She pressed down hard, but with my qi absorption and raw strength, I held up fine.
Ecstasy filled Namgung Yu's face as she stood over me.
"You're fine..."
Her cheeks flushed, her breathing quickened.
She rubbed her bare feet over my body, grinding and pressing. If I twitched, she'd tap me with her foot.
Her strength mostly came from qi, so it didn't hurt.
If anything, it felt good.
Even I was weirded out by how much I was enjoying it.
Of course, only possible because I absorbed qi.
If it were anyone else hit by those kicks—
They'd be bedridden.
With her true self fully out, a pure smile played on Namgung Yu's lips.
It showed just how fake her usual smiles had been—this one was genuine.
Dark on the inside, though.
And when her foot finally reached my lower body, things changed down there.
"..."
Namgung Yu stared wordlessly, eyes locked on it.
Right at my dick.
She slowly pressed her foot down on it.
She knew it was sensitive, so she controlled her strength—but even so, a breath escaped me.
Not from pain, but from the unfamiliar sensation of her foot, rough and ragged.
Emboldened, she grew bolder, using her foot more aggressively.
"No way you're getting excited from this... right?"
This time, I was the one who shut up.
Being dominated wasn't my thing.
But her secret side—unimaginable normally—and the novel feel of her foot had my body reacting on its own.
"...Getting hard from something like this..."
Namgung Yu slid down beside me, lying close as she slipped her hand under my clothes.
Her nails raked my chest while her long, pale leg draped over mine.
Then her knee pressed firmly on my dick.
Pure instinct guiding her.
She knew exactly how to torment a man—and draw pleasure from it.
"You pervert..."
Her eyes narrowed as she stroked my entire lower body with her leg.
True to her martial roots, she wielded her body like a weapon.
Being toyed with like this... didn't feel bad at all.
And that's when it happened.
Knock knock.
"...Wh-who..."
Someone was at the door.
I hurriedly shoved Namgung Yu under the covers.
If this got out, it'd be chaos.
"It's Fengyun. Mind if I come in?"
Fengyun?
Of all people, why him, right now?
I felt Namgung Yu flinch under the blanket.
"...Y-yeah."
The moment I gave permission, Fengyun opened the door and stepped in.
Why him, out of everyone?
"There's something I have to tell you."
Fengyun approached with a grim expression, but I couldn't focus on his serious tone at all.
Not with Namgung Yu hiding in my bed.