Chapter 323: Karma
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 323: Karma
“What do you have to say…?”
Perhaps she sensed the unusually tense atmosphere.
Cheon Yeo-hwa looked at me, her eyes trembling with a hint of anxiety.
For a moment, my heart wavered at the sight of her, looking like an abandoned kitten, but if I was going to stop here, I wouldn’t have brought it up in the first place.
“…I heard from General Manager Heo that in the Central Plains, giving a hairpin can be a marriage proposal.”
The meaning behind my words was so clear it might as well have been blatant.
I didn’t intend to propose. So please, don’t misunderstand.
Upon hearing this, Cheon Yeo-hwa’s face instantly went pale.
Her faintly trembling fingertips betrayed her emotions, and her large eyes welled up with moisture, looking as if they would burst into tears at any moment.
With a heavy sigh, I reached for the hairpin lying beside her.
“Ah…”
A corner of my chest seemed to ache at the sight of Cheon Yeo-hwa letting out a small cry, like a child whose favorite doll had just been snatched away.
But I had to do what I had to do.
“Yeo-hwa.”
Kneeling on one knee before her, I looked up and held out the hairpin.
“Please be engaged to me, with the promise of marriage.”
*
Until now, I had always wanted a harem.
Part of it was simply because I liked women, but I sometimes wondered if my childhood memories and the environment I grew up in had a significant influence on that dream.
The nuns at the orphanage and my friends were all good people, but my family wasn’t there.
That’s why I agonized over it so much when I decided to talk to Cheon Yeo-hwa about engagement.
The reason I said engagement instead of marriage was because of the weight of responsibility.
Cheon Yeo-hwa had already become too precious to me to let the word “marriage” slip out, swept up in the heat of the moment.
It didn’t matter whether there were many women around me or few.
“On the day we avenge your mother, I will formally propose to you.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa had been cured of the Heavenly Heart Extreme Yang Flower Poison Lotus, and I had grown strong enough to repel the Heavenly Demonic Cult’s pursuers without much difficulty.
There were no real threats left. I had even considered building a large manor in a quiet place and living happily with Yoo Sowol and Jegal Hyang.
But as the old saying goes, the murderer of one’s parent is an enemy with whom one cannot share the same sky.
I couldn’t just let him be—the 1st Young Master of the Heavenly Demonic Cult, Cheon Yeo-hwa’s half-brother, the one who had a history of ordering her mother’s assassination.
“…”
Cheon Yeo-hwa was silent for a long time.
Her head was bowed so low I couldn’t see her face at all, and as the silence stretched on, I grew more and more anxious.
Ssk.
At that moment, Cheon Yeo-hwa took the hairpin.
Thinking this was a form of acceptance, I finally let out a silent sigh of relief.
But that illusion was short-lived.
“…Hyun-woo.”
A voice, so cold and chilling I couldn’t believe it came from Cheon Yeo-hwa, echoed softly.
My entire body seemed to freeze on its own.
“Is that all you have to say?”
“Huh…?”
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s expression as she looked down at me was more murderous than I had ever seen.
The moment I saw her eyes, which emanated a bizarre light, I couldn’t help but hold my breath.
A tangible killing intent began to tighten around my neck.
Then, a memory of the day I first met Cheon Yeo-hwa flashed through my mind.
‘…The first time we met, I was mistaken for a peeping tom and almost died.’
Even thinking about it now sent a chill down my spine.
But since it was a long time ago, it had become a memory I could now recall with a smile.
So why was I suddenly thinking of that now?
“…Ah.”
Kiiiiing—
Only after seeing Cheon Yeo-hwa’s Moon Spirit Demonic Hand reaching for me did I realize why.
Because a chill was running down my spine right now, too.
“It seems tonight will be a very long night.”
Save me.
*
Slap, slap, slap!
“Hah, haah, haaang…!♡”
The room was filled with the vulgar sound of slapping flesh and sweet, drawn-out moans.
I clenched my jaw and stared at Cheon Yeo-hwa as she bucked her hips on top of me.
“Keuk…!”
I squeezed my eyes shut and threw my head back.
For thirty minutes now, I had been sexually exploited by Cheon Yeo-hwa, my hands bound.
Not only could I not touch her breasts or ass, but even the movement of her hips was entirely at her whim.
Every time I felt myself about to cum, she would stop moving with uncanny timing. The constant teasing was slowly driving me insane.
I couldn’t touch, I couldn’t move, and I couldn’t even cum when I wanted to.
This was nothing short of torture.
“Huhu, my dear. You don’t look pleased. Is something the matter?”
Seemingly delighted by my tormented reaction, Cheon Yeo-hwa gave a seductive smile and provocatively rolled her hips.
The pressure of her vaginal walls squeezing my dick made my balls scream, as if begging to unload their semen right then and there.
“L-Let me at least touch your breasts!”
“You may not.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa was firm.
In contrast to her flushed face, her eyes were utterly cold.
“Did I not tell you? You will pay the price for toying with my heart.”
“Even so, this is too much!”
Tying someone up for thirty minutes and torturing them without letting them cum was a clear violation of the Geneva Convention.
“What is?”
Squeeeze♡
“Kngh…!!”
Her pussy tightened even more.
The feeling of her slick walls clinging to my dick was enough to make my head spin.
It was only then that I remembered Cheon Yeo-hwa was the princess of the cruel and ruthless Heavenly Demonic Cult.
“Please! I’ll do anything you say, just untie me!!”
Of course, since I was only tied with a simple cloth, I could free myself anytime I wanted.
But I couldn’t.
The threatening words Cheon Yeo-hwa had left me with as she tied me up wouldn’t leave my mind.
—If you untie these binds before I permit it, I will never, ever forgive you.
Squelch, squelch♡
“Ugh…!!”
“How dare you think of another woman while I am before you? Is it that wench from the Jegal family? Or perhaps that Daoist bitch from Mount Hua?”
“N-No, it’s a misunderstanding! I was thinking of you!”
“Hmph…”
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s eyes, looking down at me, glowed red like rubies.
Her fingertips caressed my cheek, then slowly trailed down past my chin.
“You…”
When her hand reached my chest, she gave a meaningful smile and pressed down gently, right above my heart.
I felt a silent pressure.
“You whispered words of love to me, yet you gave a ring not to me, but to that Jegal girl.”
“That was for self-defense…”
“No.”
Slap!
“Ugh?!”
Cheon Yeo-hwa thrust her hips down hard, and my barely enduring dick cried out in agony.
I felt like I was about to be consumed by the desire to slam my hips up wildly.
I bit my tongue, trying to hold on to my last shred of reason.
“If you had seen the look on that Jegal girl’s face when she saw the ring, you would not say such things so carelessly.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa leaned forward, bringing her face close to mine.
Her hair fell around us like a curtain.
She was still so beautiful it took my breath away.
“More importantly, can you confidently say you had not a single selfish thought when you gave her that ring?”
I couldn’t answer easily.
If it was purely for self-defense, it didn’t have to be a ring.
Just as Cheon Yeo-hwa said, I had probably given her the ring as a gift because I considered Jegal Hyang my woman.
“…You are a kind person. So kind that I wish to find sanctuary in your arms and fall into a peaceful sleep.”
She caressed my cheek and gave a bitter smile.
“But that kindness is not for me alone.”
“…Yeo-hwa.”
I swallowed dryly.
I felt like I was suffocating in a different way.
So I carefully opened my mouth. Staying silent wouldn’t convey anything.
“…I’ll do better from now on, so please, can you just untie me?”
“Absolutely not.”
Squelch, squelch!!♡
Cheon Yeo-hwa blatantly curled her lips into a smirk and began to ride me for all to see.
“Haaang, ang, aht…!♡ Do you see this? Your member is so thick and big that it’s bulging above my lower belly…♡”
“Just untie me… Keuk!!”
My semen was pounding against the gates.
But I couldn’t cum. Cheon Yeo-hwa was exquisitely controlling the pace of her hips.
Thanks to her, I was the only one suffering down here.
Above all, the reality that I couldn’t freely touch those lewdly bouncing breasts felt unbearably cruel.
Finally, my patience reached its limit, and I had no choice but to resort to my last measure.
‘It’s do or die…!’
[The Sex Expert skill has been activated.]
[Sexual Intercourse Bonus +100%]
“Heuk?!♡”
The moment I used the skill, Cheon Yeo-hwa collapsed forward.
I wanted to grab her hips and thrust myself, but there was also the rule that I couldn’t move.
“What’s wrong all of a sudden? Is there a problem?”
But that also meant it was fine as long as I didn’t move.
I began to release my pheromones at full power and shot Cheon Yeo-hwa a triumphant smirk.
For thirty minutes, she hadn’t been able to get off properly either.
And she had a very strong sex drive. Strong enough that she often initiated things herself.
“Hu, huhu… Hyun-woo. Have you ever heard of aggravated punishment?”
“Hmm, I’ve heard that model prisoners can get parole. What do you think, Warden… no, Officer?”
We looked at each other and forced a smile.
Naturally, neither of us was backing down an inch.
“You can tell me anytime if it’s too much. I’ll help you.”
“I have no need for such consideration…!”
Slap, slap, slap…!!
“Hut, euht…♡ Isn’t it too thick…! Aaang, aht, h-hat…!!♡”
Cheon Yeo-hwa started grinding her hips again as if nothing was wrong, but I could feel her rhythm was definitely more erratic than before.
Most importantly, the tightening of her pussy was unusual.
Just from the subtle trembling of her vaginal walls, I could tell she was close to her climax.
‘I didn’t think I’d have to use this.’
While Cheon Yeo-hwa was distracted, I hid my hands under the pillow, opened my inventory, and took out an item that had been collecting dust in a corner.
[Magical Onahole]
[Grade: Rare]
[Connects to the genitals of the last woman who touched it.]
[Current Connection Target: Cheon Yeo-hwa]
[Currently Selectable Options: Mouth, Pussy, Anal]
[※No need to worry about pregnancy, so feel free to cum as much as you want!]
A few days ago, I had taken everything out of my inventory to organize it.
Cheon Yeo-hwa had touched the magical onahole then.
Even though it was an object that didn’t exist in the Central Plains, its design was so explicit that she immediately recognized it as a male masturbation toy.
As if jealous of the onahole, she had asked why I would use such a thing when she was right there, and then proceeded to fuck my brains out all night.
‘Is the clit around here?’
“Hyaak?!”
The moment my fingertip brushed the onahole’s clit, Cheon Yeo-hwa let out a shrill scream.
Thrust!
“Hauuuughk?!!♡”
Her body jolted, and my dick plunged deep inside her, pushing up and crushing her cervix.
That single thrust was enough of a shock to deliver the final blow to Cheon Yeo-hwa’s already heated pussy.
Shudder, shudder…♡
SQUIIIRT!! SPURT!! SQUUUUUUUIRT!!!
Her insides convulsed violently, and she began to gush her love juice like a fountain.
Having successfully created an opening to turn the tables, I smiled in triumph.