Chapter 68
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: Amelia
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Amelia trembled in fear as she endured a deep nightmare that had visited her after such a long time.
The sky was dyed blood-red, and grotesque monsters burst out from all directions.
The cursed energy she usually suppressed exploded forth like a dam breaking, so today's nightmare was bound to be horrific.
'Ah... right. It was mana exhaustion.'
She had always fought against the curse within her body. The curse that parasitized her mana. As her mana grew, the curse strengthened too, so she couldn't just increase her mana recklessly.
All she could do was suppress it as best she could with her limited mana.
'Ah...'
Her remaining sanity began to blur. The nightmares started to creep in.
She huddled in a corner, fleeing from the encroaching darkness as if being chased.
She could no longer tell if this place was a dream or reality.
She hated dark places. Especially being alone in her room in the dead of night—she could never fall asleep.
Darkness was scary and hateful. Because falling asleep meant the nightmares would come.
Sleeping outside, dozing off, was at least somewhat better.
Today, she was overwhelmingly sleepy. She fought it with all her might, but she nodded off several times. Each time, she woke from horrors like being stabbed or drowning.
But even upon waking, she was still trapped in the nightmare.
'Someone, help me!'
She screamed silently and fled in all directions. But the nightmare wouldn't end. It was especially vicious today.
Wounds multiplied across her body. The ground caved in, blades jutting up.
'Ugh... it hurts...'
Her heart was pierced, yet she didn't wake.
It was an utterly loathsome curse.
She died and revived, and the scene changed. The difference was that she now realized it was a dream.
'This time... it's a lucid dream.'
A lucid dream wasn't anything special. Her dreams never went her way.
She ran from the murderers and monsters swarming from all sides. She ran until she collapsed from exhaustion, then stopped.
'Huh...'
At some point, the scenery shifted. The dark, danger-filled backdrop suddenly brightened. It was the amusement park she had visited only once as a child.
Fluffy white clouds floated across a blue sky. Stunned by the sudden peaceful atmosphere, she stood there blankly.
Seeing a child pass by with cotton candy, a thought struck her.
'I'm jealous...'
But at that moment, cotton candy appeared in her hand.
No matter that it was a lucid dream—it was absurd. She wasn't the master of her dreams.
She hesitated briefly, then took a bite.
'Sweet...!'
Such a sensation in a dream. It was a positive feeling she hadn't experienced in ages.
Back before she awakened her mana as a child. Before the curse grew strong—she had faintly felt it then.
It was a happy dream. From then on, it went her way.
She flew through the sky, then strolled the park hand-in-hand with her parents.
After playing for a while, she spotted someone. Her partner, Si-woo.
He was diligently picking up trash scattered on the ground.
'Good boy!'
She ran to him and hugged him tight. He looked troubled but accepted it. No chance for escape—she clung with all her might.
With her parents vanished, she gripped his hand firmly instead. Warmth bloomed in her chest.
'So warm. I like it.'
Excitedly wandering about, a woman suddenly blocked her path.
It was Helena, looking down with cold eyes.
"Class is over. How long do you intend to hold hands?"
At her words, Si-woo's hand began to slip away.
"No!"
She thrust her other hand toward Helena.
It was an attack using the curse she would never have imagined before.
"Kyaaak!"
A thrilling satisfaction washed over her as Helena fled with a disgusted face.
She had been hurt seeing people make such expressions upon sensing her energy. But for some reason, now it was fine.
"Hee... "
After scolding Helena, she turned back to Si-woo with a triumphant expression.
She hugged him again. But her body kept heating up. Her legs grew weak, a sensation like something might spill out—she clamped her thighs tight.
For some reason, her throat felt parched. Her heart raced, heat rising. It was a strange, unfamiliar sensation.
She wanted something, but didn't know what. She had no experience beyond that. The disconnect with reality began to wake her.
'Ahh... no!'
It was a shame to wake from such a sweet dream after who knows how long. She tried her best to hold on, but it was impossible.
A single tear welled up from regret as she opened her eyes.
But he was there.
"Ah..."
"How's your body feeling?"
Seeing him made her inexplicably shy, her whole body heating up. She fidgeted her lips, then blurted out her thought.
"Mmm... good..."
It was hard to suppress the smile that bubbled up. Enjoying the warmth rising in her chest, she tilted her head.
A strange sensation stirred in her chest. An itchy, dull pleasure. A thrilling tingle she'd never felt before.
'Feels good...'
Looking down, she saw a palm on her breast. It was kneading her breast.
'Huh...'
At the unexpected sight, her mind went blank.
"Ahit...!"
Sudden firm grip on her breast brought slight pain mixed with sharp pleasure.
Upon waking, her body felt off. Hot like a fever, lower belly throbbing.
*
Si-woo snapped to his senses as he grabbed Amelia's breast.
That she didn't scream and push him away was a decent reaction. Instead, her face flushed as she let out excited breaths.
"Ugh... b-breast..."
Seeing her gaze at him desperately with a beet-red face, he gently teased her nipple.
Twitch!
"Hup...!"
Just brushing her nipple elicited an intense response.
Now he noticed—she was in heat. He realized he'd obsessively caressed her while she slept, unintentionally.
'Hmm...'
With things as they were, he decided to push forward boldly.
"Doesn't it feel good?"
It was shameless, but he had to see it through now.
"Eut... g-good... it feels good... but this... ahu..."
Too embarrassed to meet his eyes, she pulled the blanket—which wouldn't rise with him sitting—to cover her face.
Yet she didn't push away his hand on her chest.
'Then I'll keep going.'
He circled her areola with his index finger, occasionally stimulating the nipple.
"Haa... ut...!"
She arched her waist, showing clear reactions. She twitched each time he stroked the sides of her nipple or under her breast.
"You like it here?"
"Yeah..."
Amelia nodded with a flushed face. Her honest answer despite the shyness was cute.
This time, using his thumb too, he squeezed and milked her nipple. Rubbing gently, he felt it stiffen erect.
"Ahu... something's weird... what is this...?"
Curiosity laced her excited breaths.
"Hmm... it's something people who like each other do."
In case she didn't know, he explained vaguely. She nodded.
"Un... I see."
Amelia seemed to have almost no sexual knowledge. Not pretense—she truly didn't know.
'She believes that?'
Just in case, he told her.
"This... you can't do it with anyone else. Only with me, got it?"
"Yeah. I don't want anyone but Si-woo..."
He stroked her hair as she said such sweet things despite knowing nothing.
"Want to try something that feels even better?"
Amelia averted her gaze with a flushed face, then nodded slightly.
"Heut...!"
Highly sensitive, she accepted the pleasure without resistance. Her sweet moans and swollen nipples showed she was at her limit.
A little more, and she'd go over.
Rubbing her nipple, his other hand sought her erogenous zones. She reacted to every touch, but one spot was most intense.
The palm he'd secretly developed with Mixed Origin Qi Art while she slept.
"Haut...!!"
Holding her hand made her waist lift slightly. Interlocking fingers, he stimulated her nipple.
Linking the sensations, he rubbed nipple and hand together.
Admiring her trembling body like a work of art, he sensed an energy.
Her regenerated cursed energy. He absorbed it through her nipple and palm.
"Haaaht!"
Amelia's body convulsed wildly. Her waist bucked up and down. Clutching his hand, she shuddered violently, then went limp.
Seeing her utterly melted confirmed it. She'd climaxed.
"Haa... haa... w-what... was that..."
Hard to hold back seeing her blink weakly, lying there spent. He wanted to thrust in right away.
He lifted the blanket. Her pussy was soaked. He'd cleaned it with an artifact earlier, but now it was drenched.
Fluids from Amelia's pussy pooled on the bed.
He pressed her nipple again post-climax. She twitched, clamping her thighs tight.
"Haaht...! S-strange... Si-woo..."
Her moist eyes pleaded desperately—it was hard to resist. Moving the hand from her nipple, he stroked the mound of her pussy.
"Hat!"
Her eyes widened, lost in climax pleasure. She shook her head, eyes welling with tears.
"Not there...! You'll make a baby."
She knew nothing else but this. Her sex ed was a mess.
"If you make a baby... it'll suffer too. No."
"Suffer? Because of the curse?"
"Y-you knew...? Heup...!"
She panicked. Her eyes shook wildly in anxiety. He hugged her and kissed her.
Chup.
Her stiff tongue softened over time. Enjoying its squishy feel, he pulled away.
A silver thread stretched out.
"Haa...!"
"Scared of getting pregnant?"
"Yeah..."
"It's fine. We can use birth control."
"Birth control...?"
He explained to her blinking innocently. That she wouldn't get pregnant.
"Got it?"
"Really...? I'm sorry for the baby."
He reassured her, terrified of pregnancy due to the curse.
"Don't worry."
"Yeah... I trust you."
Touched, he kissed her again and stroked her slit with his finger.
"Haa... feels good..."
He gently pushed one finger into her tight virgin pussy.
He felt the hot vaginal walls squirming.