Chapter 539: The Real Treatment Begins (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 539: The Real Treatment Begins (2)
Gulp...
Anastasia watched my hand burrow deeper under the covers and swallowed dryly.
She was clearly nervous.
Watching her from the side, I suppressed a laugh and pulled the covers away completely.
As if flustered by my unexpected action, Anastasia's round eyes immediately turned to me.
“First, we need to start the treatment.”
“...Ah.”
Anastasia blushed.
“Usually, we just hold hands, but today is a little different. As I just said, the closer the skin contact is to the source of the curse, the better.”
“D-Don't tell me...?”
I looked into her faintly trembling eyes and slowly nodded.
“You just need to lift your clothes and show me your lower abdomen.”
For reference, the slip Anastasia was wearing wasn't a two-piece set, but a one-piece gown that reached her ankles.
I could have taken it off myself, but I wanted to see her get flustered as she revealed her own bare skin.
A fiend, you say?
I know.
“Ughhh...”
Anastasia fidgeted with her fingers and hesitated for a moment before slowly reaching out her hands.
With faintly trembling fingertips, she grabbed the hem of her gown, took a hesitant breath, and carefully began to lift it.
Rustle-
As her fair thighs were slowly revealed, Anastasia's face turned beet red, as if it were about to explode.
And finally, a pair of pure white panties was revealed.
They had a simple design, the kind a pure and innocent heroine from a rom-com might wear, with a cute little blue ribbon as the main accent.
It was a picture-perfect design.
But I was still hungry for more.
“You can't stop yet.”
“Hic?!”
I caressed her white thigh, urging her on.
Startled by the sudden contact, Anastasia let out a sharp cry.
Of course, that wasn't enough to make me stop. In fact, I began to grope her thigh even more explicitly.
'Wow... so damn soft. Is this hereditary?'
Unlike her limbs, which I'd felt were gaunt, her thighs had just the right amount of flesh, making them a delight to touch.
However, perhaps because she'd spent so long confined to her bed, the Tower Lord's thighs were firmer, despite Anastasia's youth.
But they don't say youth is a weapon for nothing.
Even with that penalty, Anastasia's thighs possessed a coexisting softness and firmness.
I just couldn't stop touching them.
“I-Is this... enough?”
While I was distracted by her thighs, Anastasia had lifted her gown all the way up.
Her faintly trembling voice and the innocent eyes of a girl who knew nothing of sex constantly stimulated the sadism within me.
'Hoo... Gate gate paragate parasamgate...'
I recited the Buddhist chant in my head, calming my worldly desires.
You can't be full from the first spoonful, no matter what it is.
Besides, if I acted on my impulses here, I might just earn Anastasia's resentment.
I focused the yang energy I'd drawn up from my core into my palm and caressed Anastasia's lower abdomen.
Vwooom-
“Hngh...! S-Sir Hyun-woo... My body... my body is so hot...”
As I slammed the potent yang energy directly into her womb, Anastasia, as if losing her mind, clawed at the bedsheets and writhed.
Looking at her now, she was the spitting image of her mother.
After all, the Tower Lord had been the same way just last night.
“We're almost done. Just bear with it a little longer.”
“Hngh, ugh...!”
Soothing her in a slightly more forceful tone than usual, I observed her womb.
More precisely, the curse that was struggling violently within it.
What I was doing now was reinforcing Anastasia's ki by infusing her body with a massive amount of yang energy, and forming a thin membrane around her womb to prevent the curse from leaking out.
Finally, if I absorb the remaining dregs floating in her body with Tam—
—Kieeeek!!!
And just like that, it's buried alive.
For the record, that last scream wasn't Tam, but the curse.
Although the root cause hasn't been resolved, Anastasia's physical condition will improve noticeably.
In exchange, as a side effect, what little lifespan she had left has been shaved away.
But that wasn't a problem.
Because I had no intention of failing to lift the curse.
Besides, I even had an insurance policy prepared for the worst-case scenario.
'I hope I don't have to use the insurance, but you never know what might happen in life.'
“Hah... hah...”
“You did well. Today's treatment is over. You'll continue to receive it regularly until the ritual.”
“Y-You did well, too...”
Perhaps from receiving too much yang energy in a short time, Anastasia's eyes were glazed over.
It was a natural reaction.
She was born with an extreme yin nature, and on top of that, she'd suffered for 23 long years from a terrible curse that gnawed away at what little yang energy she had.
Now, the body that had been like that was filled with nothing but scorching heat.
It was probably a sensation she was feeling for the first time in her life.
Swoosh-
“Sir Hyun-woo...?”
I caressed Anastasia's face with my fingertips and slowly lowered my head.
As I got close enough for her to feel my hot breath, bewilderment began to creep into Anastasia's eyes.
“Shall we move on to the next treatment?”
“Yes...? What do you mean... Hmph?!”
The moment our lips touched, Anastasia's body went completely stiff.
Her tightly sealed lips showed no sign of opening.
A typical virgin's reaction.
I didn't back down, instead licking her lips with the tip of my tongue as I pulled her waist closer.
As expected of the Tower Lord's daughter, I could clearly feel her enormous breasts, too large to fit in one hand, pressing and squashing against me.
“Hmph, hmph, mmph...”
The corners of Anastasia's tightly shut eyes trembled.
'Should I tease her a little?'
Smiling to myself, I stroked the waist revealed beneath her rolled-up gown.
“Heek?!”
As if she were ticklish, her tightly closed lips momentarily loosened.
I didn't miss that opening.
“Hwoop?!”
I thrust my tongue inside without hesitation, continuing the forceful kiss.
Anastasia gripped my collar tightly, her body trembling faintly.
“Mwah, mwah... slurp... smooch...♡”
And yet, the way she clumsily tried to respond was enough to drive a man crazy.
The urge to break Anastasia until she couldn't even support her own body, just like I had with the Tower Lord, kept surging within me.
'...Sigh, should I just go for it?'
I shook my head.
There's an order to everything in this world.
I circulated the Formless Vajra Art and drove out my worldly desires.
“Mwah, slurp, smooch...♡ Smooch, mwah... Phaat...! Hah, hah...!♡”
And so, the kiss that had lasted for nearly five minutes came to an end.
Panting raggedly, Anastasia's eyes were moist and half-lidded.
“How was it?”
“...I-I don't know...”
“Then I guess we'll have to do it again?”
I pushed my face closer to Anastasia, who was trying to avoid answering out of embarrassment.
Our lips drew nearer and nearer.
“I-I'll tell you...! I'll tell you...”
Flushing crimson, Anastasia hurriedly covered her face with both hands.
After a moment's hesitation, she peeked at me as if to gauge my reaction and continued.
“W-Well... my body got really hot... and my h-head feels like it's floating... and my heart was... was pounding so hard...”
“...Pfft. Puhahaha!”
“P-Please don't laugh...!”
I ended up bursting into laughter.
But how could I hold it in?
Thump, thump-
On the verge of tears, Anastasia hit my chest.
It seriously felt like being hit with cotton candy.
“Haha, I'm sorry.”
I caressed Anastasia's face and gave her light kisses on her cheek and forehead.
At that, her slightly pouting lips immediately retracted, as if they'd never been out.
“You didn't hate it, did you?”
I asked with an easygoing smile.
Anastasia gave a small nod.
“Then shall we do it again?”
“...”
This time, there was no response.
Instead, she shyly fidgeted with her fingers, looking up at me with eyes that seemed to be asking for something.
That was enough.
I traced Anastasia's lips with my fingertips.
She wasn't wearing any makeup, but they had a faint reddish hue.
“Um... the time...”
Anastasia glanced at the grandfather clock in the corner of the bedroom.
Normally, she could only stay awake for a mere 10 minutes.
Now, not even two minutes were left.
“You don't have to worry. I've taken measures so you can stay awake a little longer until the ritual begins.”
“Ah...”
It was only for about 30 minutes, but that was the best I could do for now.
But that alone was enough to bring a bright smile to Anastasia's face.
I let out a small chuckle.
“If you get this happy over every little thing, what will you do when the curse is finally lifted?”
“...I-I'll spend my whole life repaying this kindness.”
“Your whole life? Are you just saying that because your lifespan is so short?”
“N-No...!”
Anastasia's briefly determined expression crumbled.
A human's lifespan is 80 years at most, but mine is already well over 200.
Of course, that's still nothing compared to the Ice Fairy race.
“Then I'll look forward to it.”
“...Yes!”
“But that's that. For now, we should focus on the treatment, right?”
Swoosh-
I slipped my hand inside Anastasia's clothes.
“Ah...”
As the distance between us closed, Anastasia held her breath and closed her eyes.
And our lips met.
Beyond her naturally parting lips, our tongues intertwined and our saliva mixed.
“Hwoop, oop, mwah, slurp... smooch...♡”
Like a baby bird receiving food, Anastasia clung to my collar and trembled pitifully.
She was still clumsy, but she was just as enthusiastic in her kissing.
Meanwhile, my hand roamed, stroking her smooth skin, which now had a distinct warmth unlike before.
Over her soft abdomen, the faint outline of her ribs, and finally, her pure white bra, which was a set with her panties.
“Hmph...?!”
When my hand slipped inside her underwear, Anastasia froze completely.
But she didn't push me away.
“Sir Hyun-woo...♡ Hwoop, oop, mwah, slurp...♡”
Instead, she hugged me tightly, as if clinging to me.
I responded in kind, continuing the kiss without restraint and pouring out the yang energy I had replenished overnight without holding back.
A normal member of the Ice Fairy race would have gotten heatstroke and then some, but Anastasia absorbed every last drop of the yang energy pouring into her like a broken dam.
Click-
After undoing the front-clasp hook, I glanced at her chest.
'Whoa...'
An exclamation escaped me unconsciously as her enormous breasts, massive even at a glance, popped out.
Her fair skin, which made me want to take a bite out of it, was an added bonus.
They could rival the Tower Lord's... no, they might even be bigger.
'...I'm really craving a mother-daughter sandwich now.'
It was the moment a grand goal was set: I would make the mother-daughter sandwich a reality, no matter what, before I returned to Korea.