Chapter 43
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 43
Chapter Title: Dark Intentions
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Kang Yura.
Paradise's First Seat and the eldest daughter of the Kang family, bound together by little more than a name.
She gazed fondly at her younger brother Kang Ihyeon, who had finally drifted off into an exhausted sleep, then turned her eyes toward the bed.
Lying limply beside him was Kang Jihye, who had just taken her brother's intense release. Her long hair, once her pride and joy, was soaked with sweat and semen, clinging to her cheeks. Her entire body was streaked with the white, viscous fluid he had poured out, and her shoulders trembled faintly with each ragged breath.
"Hehe... looks like the hallucination worked perfectly, doesn't it?"
"It might have been a bit too much..."
Kang Yura whispered to her other sister, Kang Mina, who had been watching the scene unfold just like her.
"But thanks to it, our little maknae has turned into a real man. Look at him pounding away like that, lost in the moment. Our baby brother's got real talent."
Mina nodded in agreement with her sister's words but couldn't hide her unease. Glancing back and forth between Jihye and Ihyeon, she spoke up in a voice laced with worry.
"But... is this really okay, sis? What if Mother finds out about this...?"
"Oh my."
Yura's eyes gleamed coldly. She turned gracefully to stand before Mina, a wave of her sultry perfume washing over her.
"Didn't I tell you not to bring up Mother in front of me, Mina?"
As she spoke, Yura's hand gently cupped Mina's chin. Unable to resist the irresistible force, Mina's head tilted up slightly. Yura's face drew closer, her plump red lips pressing directly against Mina's.
"Mmph...!"
Mina tried to resist, but when Yura pulled her waist in firmly, she found herself helplessly enfolded in her sister's embrace. When the short, intense kiss finally ended and their lips parted, Mina's eyes were filled with bewilderment and fear.
"Hic... d-don't... sis..."
"Shh."
Yura gently stroked Mina's flushed cheek.
"Why is my pretty little Mina so scared all the time?"
"B-but... this goes completely against Mother's policy. She told us to teach him manners and consideration as a man first. But using such a violent method... If she finds out, she'll punish us severely..."
Mina's voice trailed off into a whisper. But Yura's expression grew even chillier.
"Are you going to keep bringing that up?"
"......"
"I'm asking again, Kang Mina."
Her slightly husky voice carried an unmistakable air of intimidation. Mina finally shook her head.
"No... I'm sorry, sis. I won't... mention Mother again."
"Hehe, good girl."
Only then did Yura smile in satisfaction, pressing a light kiss to Mina's forehead. Mina's body trembled faintly in her arms.
"But sis..."
After a brief silence, Mina cautiously asked, her face still buried in Yura's bosom. Her voice still held traces of anxiety, but curiosity seeped through as well.
"How do you know so much about male mating-type hunters? Cooper fluid coating, arousal semen... It's like you've experienced it firsthand..."
"Hmm?"
Yura flashed a playful smile. She tightened her hold on Mina slightly and whispered into her ear.
"Well... you see..."
Yura extended her other hand forward. Dark crimson mana began to rise from her palm like mist. The mana writhed and took shape. Several tentacles twisted together like snakes, quickly forming an object identical to a man's cock.
Its dark red surface glistened with a disgusting, slimy fluid, and the tip wriggled faintly as if alive.
"Ah...!"
Mina gasped. Her face flushed crimson at the sudden, grotesque yet blatantly obscene sight before her eyes. Without realizing it, she burrowed deeper into Yura's embrace and lowered her head. Though her gaze dropped to the floor, Yura's low chuckle in her ear only deepened her embarrassment.
"Just like you said. It's all from personal experience."
Yura answered casually as she slowly rotated the mana-formed tentacle cock. Its glistening surface shone lewdly under the red lighting.
"What I explained to Ihyeon earlier was all based on my own experiences. I'm quite skilled at indulging in pleasure 'that way' myself."
"H-heh... so you used that on a guy's ass...?"
"Don't say such unpleasant things. Your sister doesn't have those kinds of tastes."
"Haa! I'm sorryyy..."
Mina apologized in a fluster, but Yura's teasing didn't stop. The dark red tentacle cock slithered forward, slipping between Mina's thighs. Even through her underwear, the wet, hot sensation transmitted directly through the fabric. The tip began gently rubbing her most sensitive spot.
Squelch...
"Hng...! S-sis...! S-stop..."
Mina unwittingly let out a coquettish moan and twisted her waist. Her legs instinctively clamped together, drawing the tentacle's stimulation deeper. Helplessly trapped in Yura's arms, the intense pleasure made her head spin.
"Hehe... what am I supposed to do if you're already soaking wet like this?"
Yura laughed in satisfaction, nibbling on Mina's earlobe. The tentacle's movements grew more blatant, focusing on rubbing her clit through the underwear.
Squelch... squelch...
"Haaa..."
As Mina buried her face in Yura's shoulder, she stopped the tentacle's motion and turned her gaze back to Ihyeon. Admiration and intrigue filled her eyes.
"More importantly, isn't our little maknae amazing? To reach this level in just one month. That dildo he made was impressive, right?"
Mina's face flushed again at Yura's words. She vividly remembered using the dildo Ihyeon had made—perfectly replicating his own—and moaning through the night. It had been so exquisitely stimulating that her legs had wobbled for days.
"If things continue like this for a few more months, even you, sis—and our pretty little Mina—might end up pinned under our maknae, whimpering like Jihye is now. Sound fun?"
Startled by Yura's teasing remark, Mina jerked her head up.
"R-really...? But he's still so young..."
"Underestimate him because he's young, and you'll regret it."
Yura gave a meaningful smile.
"Remember how you were the first time that dildo of his went in? Face buried in the bed, crying out 'More...! Harder, please...!' Who was that again?"
"N-no! Don't talk about that! Sis!"
Mina flailed, her face beet red, trying to cover Yura's mouth.
"Be quiet! He'll hear you!"
"Hehe... such a worrywart."
Yura laughed heartily at Mina's reaction, then pressed the tentacle cock firmly against her most private spot again. Mina swallowed a scream-like moan and clung desperately to Yura's chest.
"Earlier you asked why I didn't follow Mother's educational policy, right, Mina?"
"Y-yes...!"
"Truth is, I've disliked Mother for a long time. Always acting so lofty, trying to control everything."
Yura's voice sank low. A chilling ambition flickered in her eyes.
"So once... I made a very foolish attempt. I tried to violate Mother with my power, turn her into my slave writhing in pleasure."
"What?! M-Mother...?"
Mina's eyes widened in shock. It was unthinkable. To dare violate their mother, and in that way, no less...
"But I failed."
Yura smiled bitterly.
"Mother was too strong. My immature power couldn't break her mind. I just ended up getting thoroughly punished."
"Ah..."
"But Ihyeon might be different. His pure talent as a mating-type hunter. He might even bring Mother to her knees—someone neither you nor I could defy. Imagine it, Mina. The Mother we've always feared and obeyed, thrashing in ecstasy under our little brother's cock."
Mina seemed to forget to breathe. Her sister's words were too shocking, too irreverent. Yet at the same time, the imagined scene sent a strange, spine-tingling thrill through her.
"Th-that could never... Mother...!"
"Who knows?"
Yura smiled enigmatically as she grasped Mina's chin again, turning her face and pressing a deep kiss to her trembling lips.
"Go on, say more."
"N-no... I'm sorry... sis... I shouldn't have said something so foolish..."
Mina mumbled in a trembling voice. She bowed her head deeply in Yura's arms. Once again, she felt her sister's strength—and the dangerous ambition lurking within.
Yura finally released her chin and gently stroked her hair, like one would a well-trained pet.
"Hehe, that's better."
Yura's gaze returned to the sleeping Ihyeon. The earlier chill was gone, replaced by a complex expression blending interest and faint concern.
"The only thing I worry about is this: how far can our little maknae push his talents?"
"Huh...?"
"As you know, hunters have a limit to the total number of skills they can hold. No matter how talented, you can't exceed the capacity of your vessel. Even if mating-type skills are powerful, once your skill slots are full, growth stops. And our Ihyeon just had to waste his talents at that pointless academy..."
Yura paused, quietly staring at Ihyeon's sleeping face.
"We'll have to watch and see. If Ihyeon can surpass those limits."
"Ugh..."
I forced my heavy eyelids open at the familiar yet strange sensation. The room was different from before.
Much larger, with a sensual painting of a woman on the wall. Instead of cheap air freshener, the air carried a faint floral scent mixed with a sweet, musky aroma. It seemed like one of the rooms in the Paradise tavern used for entertaining guests.
As I tried to sit up, a odd sensation from below my waist halted me. Something warm and soft enveloped my lower body. When I looked down, an unbelievable sight greeted me.
It was Yura sis.
Her face buried between my thighs, she had her nose pressed against my cock, still limp from half-sleep. She inhaled deeply as if savoring the scent, then extended her tongue to lick away the faint traces of my semen remaining on the tip.
Smack... slurp...
"S-sis...?"
With a soft moan, she smacked her lips in satisfaction. What the hell...
When I turned my confused gaze to the side, an even more shocking scene came into view.
In one corner of the bed lay our youngest sister, Jihye, collapsed completely naked. Sweat-matted hair clung to her cheeks, and her body bore clear marks of intense lovemaking. On the white sheets and the insides of her thighs... were dried semen stains. As if I had... as if I had cum there.
My mind went blank for a moment. Did I... sleep with Jihye sis? When? How? Then what about the fierce session with Instructor Seraphina? The sensations of learning the skill, mastering the taming, and finally releasing inside—all still vivid...
At that moment, Yura sis lifted her face from my cock and stroked my cheek with a languid smile.
"Hehe, did you have a nice dream, our little maknae?"
The faint sheen of my semen she had just licked off glistened on her lips.
"A dream...? So all that was..."
"Exactly. The one you wanted to pound so badly was a hallucination Mother specially prepared for you. Hehe, disappointed?"
A hallucination? So fucking Seraphina was all a dream? A sense of emptiness washed over me.
But...
I turned back to Jihye sis. Her exhausted form, the stains on the sheets. Those couldn't be hallucinations.
"...I must have mistaken Jihye sis for her."
"Correct. It was so intense, our Jihye is completely wiped out."
"......"
Honestly, I had to admit it.
This hallucination training...
It had been highly effective.
Converting mana to essence, how to wield that essence, and what it could achieve.
With Yura sis's help, I'd mastered it all.
The proof was in my status window.
Beyond the skill changes from the dream, Growth Spurt had risen from level 7 to 9, and Charm had increased by 1 to level 4.
This was the first time my skills had grown so quickly without using a clone.
"More importantly, sis, what the hell is this...?"
Incubus-style pleasure magic.
What in the world was that?
I'd learned skills mimicking monster abilities before—like orc vitality or wyvern essence—but those came from consuming elixirs.
Acquiring a skill from a high-rank beast like an incubus through simple training was utterly abnormal.
Yura sis smiled seductively at my question.
"Hehe, don't make such a worried face, our little maknae."
She gently stroked my head, soothing me.
"You don't need to imagine your bloodline is cursed or that we're some secret succubus clan. You, me, Jihye over there, and even Mother who watches over us all—we're just ordinary humans."
"Then this skill..."
"Hehe, isn't it because we're in Paradise, the heart of the great rift Tartaros?"
Her words stirred an inexplicable unease in me.
In the game, Tartaros was just humanity's second settlement. Nothing more, nothing less.
'No way it's got a hidden boss lurking or something, right?'
I wanted to say no, but the mock rift incident made me uneasy.
Come to think of it, this entire Tartaros was like a massive version of that mock rift.
Humanity had remodeled a cleared great rift into a second Earth.
But what if it wasn't fully cleared?
In my memories, a few demonkin from Tartaros lived in Nocturne Town.
They were all comic relief characters, but still...
"Anyway, Ihyeon, if you want to fulfill your role as a man from now on, you need to grow even more. You know that better than anyone, without me telling you."
"...Of course. I've already set my mind on what kind of hunter I want to be."
With the deal from Instructor Seraphina securing me plenty of time, all that remained was infinite spec-up.
Establishing myself as an even stronger hunter—that was my only goal.