Chapter 559: Lifting the Curse
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 559: Lifting the Curse
Swoosh—
A stream of warm water poured down over my head.
Inside a shower booth that was neither particularly cramped nor spacious, I was enjoying a luxury I’d never dreamed of, all thanks to the Tower Lord who was in here with me.
Squeeze, squeeze—
Her large, soft breasts, covered in pure white lather, moved against my back and waist as if scrubbing me clean.
“…Does it feel good? This is my first time doing something like this, so I’m not sure how it is.”
“It feels fucking amazing. But where did you learn to do this?”
“…I overheard some of the mages in the tower talking.”
The Tower Lord was meticulously washing my body with her breasts.
As she said, her movements were a bit clumsy, but the mere fact that I was receiving this service from none other than the Tower Lord filled me with a satisfaction that was hard to put into words.
To explain how I ended up in this situation, I have to go back two hours.
We had been lost in a frenzy of sex even after the sun came up, and it wasn't until around seven in the morning that we were finally able to get some sleep.
When I opened my eyes about two hours later, the Tower Lord was nowhere to be seen.
Rustle, rustle—
—Hmm?
But when I felt a familiar sensation between my legs and lifted the blanket, a head of pure white hair came into view.
—What are you doing?
—Slurp… I heard that morning service is a wife’s duty. So don’t mind me and just lie back comfortably. I’ll take care of this thing that got hard so shamelessly first thing in the morning.
—What’s this all of a sudden… Mmm, could you swallow a little deeper? Hiss… Yes, just like that. You’re getting quite good at this.
—Hehe…♡
She had become a completely different person overnight.
No other words came to mind. The Tower Lord’s attitude toward me had done a complete 180.
Not only was she performing morning service, but from the moment I woke up, she refused to leave my side for even a second.
What’s more, in the past, whenever I suggested we shower together, she would just give me an icy glare before reluctantly agreeing. But today, she was the one who suggested it first.
And that wasn't all.
The moment I heard her say she would wash me herself, I even slapped my own cheek, wondering if I was still dreaming.
Of course, it was reality.
‘They say if a person changes so suddenly, they’re about to die…’
I stroked my chin and looked at the Tower Lord.
The sight of her washing my body with such a serious expression was quite funny, but more than that, it was a turn-on.
Throb—
“…Ah♡.”
The Tower Lord’s eyes curved into a beautiful crescent as my dick emerged from the foam.
“It’s hard again. Weren’t you satisfied after tormenting me all night? You truly are a man who knows no satisfaction.”
“Uh… I’m sorry…?”
“If you’re going to say that, you should at least do something about this first.”
“That’s a bit…”
The Tower Lord’s fingertips toyed with my dick.
Her touch was like she was giving me a handjob.
“Then again, it’s my fault for accepting a man with such outstanding talent as my husband. For a mage, insatiable desire is a basic virtue, after all.”
“…Husband?”
“…”
SQUEEZE!
“Aaargh!”
“If you’re thinking of taking that back now, you’d better think again.”
“O-Of course I was j-joking…!”
Faced with the Tower Lord’s murderous glare, there was only one possible answer I could give.
Only after I put on a relaxed smile did the Tower Lord’s lips curl up in satisfaction.
Then, she leaned her face against my chest and began to stroke my dick.
Slap, slap, slap—
Her rhythmical movements held a technique all her own.
“…There are at least three hours until Ana wakes up. I suppose I must fulfill my duties as a wife until then.”
The Tower Lord licked her lips as her red, engorged pussy swallowed my dick whole.
Schlick—
“Haahng!!♡”
Having ignited the sexual desire that had been building up for hundreds of years, I had no choice but to brace myself.
*
Let’s imagine a scenario.
What if a patient, who had been hospitalized since childhood with an incurable disease and had spent their entire life in a cramped hospital room until adulthood, was suddenly told by a doctor that they could be discharged after just one surgery?
At first, they would probably stare blankly and ask what on earth that meant.
“At midnight, we will perform the ritual to break the curse placed on Lady Ana.”
“…What?”
Next, they would pinch their cheek.
As if to check whether this was a dream or reality.
Streeetch…!
“?”
“O-Ow…”
And once they realized it was real, would they immediately rejoice?
No, they would be suspicious first.
Thinking about it rationally, it was a perfectly natural reaction.
The more of one’s life that was spent in a hospital room, the sooner one would have given up any hope that such good fortune would ever come their way.
“Why did you suddenly go and pinch your cheek like that?”
“B-But…”
Anastasia, who had just woken up, shed a single tear.
She had pinched her cheek too hard in response to Kang Hyun-woo’s completely unexpected announcement.
“Well… it’s a bit complicated to explain in detail, but the original plan was for tomorrow evening or night. But we’ve gathered all the necessary ingredients, so I think we can try it at midnight.”
“S-Sir Hyun-woo, I don’t understand what you’re talking about…”
She understood all the words themselves.
But her mind was in too much of a jumble to fully grasp their meaning and accept it.
Just think about it.
If you told a terminally ill patient on their deathbed that a new drug had been developed and they could now live, would they be able to believe you right away?
Kang Hyun-woo gently caressed her visibly flustered face and smiled faintly.
“I told you, didn’t I? That I would break your curse soon.”
He might bluff, but he never made empty promises.
That was Kang Hyun-woo’s creed.
“Don’t tell me you thought I was just saying it?”
“…”
“…Really?”
“N-No!”
Anastasia frantically shook her head in denial.
“No matter what anyone says, I believed in you, Sir Hyun-woo…!”
“Heheh, then I suppose I should repay that faith.”
Kang Hyun-woo, sitting on the edge of the bed, ruffled Anastasia’s hair before wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
Pulled into his embrace in an instant, Anastasia’s eyes widened.
But she seemed to have grown somewhat used to it by now, as she simply blushed quietly without any other reaction.
“…To be honest, I’m not sure how I feel right now. I feel so happy I want to run around… but my chest also feels so tight… huh?”
At that moment, a tear trickled down Anastasia’s cheek.
“H-Huh…? Why, why is this happening…? This shouldn’t be happening… hic, sob… I-I shouldn’t be crying…”
For Anastasia, who had been forced to spend most of her life in a small bedroom due to a curse she’d had since she was young, freedom was both distant and near.
After all, death also meant the liberation of the soul.
Kang Hyun-woo held Anastasia as she sobbed like a child, stroking her hair for a long time.
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“Sniffle…!”
“There, there. Want me to blow it one more time?”
“…Sir Hyun-woo.”
“I’m just kidding.”
I looked at Anastasia’s face, which was as red as a ripe persimmon, and barely managed to swallow my laughter.
Strictly speaking, she was older than me, but her actions were just like those of an adorable little sister.
“…May I ask you a question?”
“Of course.”
“Um… how are you going to break the curse? Even the Pope failed… Ah, I-I’m not saying I don’t trust you, Sir Hyun-woo…! I-I’m just curious…”
“Hmm, if you look at the big picture, you can think of it as an extension of the treatment I’ve been giving you for the past week.”
“An extension…?”
“To be honest, the success rate is only about 31%...”
“…Hiccup!”
Kang Hyun-woo chuckled at Anastasia’s slightly pale face.
“But I don’t have the slightest intention of failing. So you can look forward to it. By tomorrow morning, you’ll be walking around as if nothing ever happened.”
“…”
Most women say they hate seeing men bluff.
But that was only half-true.
In the end, women were always drawn to a man’s bravado.
Tens of thousands of years of history proved it.
Of course, pathetic men who only thought of seducing women with baseless bluffs were the exception.
Anastasia stared blankly at Kang Hyun-woo, her eyes half-dazed.
Then, leaning into his embrace, she whispered softly.
“…I’ll trust only you, Sir Hyun-woo.”
“By all means.”
Their gazes soon intertwined in mid-air.
When a strange atmosphere forms between a man and a woman in their prime, what comes next is all but decided.
After being engrossed in a kiss, their tongues tangling for nearly five minutes, Kang Hyun-woo abruptly pulled his lips away as if he’d forgotten something and continued.
“I forgot to mention this, but the process of breaking the curse is a little… unique.”
“Uh… what exactly do you mean by unique…?”
“Something like this.”
“Ah…!”
Kang Hyun-woo slowly caressed Anastasia’s pale white thigh.
At his more blatant attitude than usual, Anastasia blushed as if she had realized something.
“Now you know why I never went all the way, don’t you?”
“…”
“If you don’t want to, please tell me beforehand. I’ll look for another way—”
“I-I…!”
Anastasia hurriedly cut Kang Hyun-woo off.
“…I-I want you to be my first and last man, Sir Hyun-woo…”
“Don’t worry. I don’t have a single speck of intention of letting you go to another man.”
“…”
Kang Hyun-woo pressed his lips to Anastasia’s forehead.
At his action, which was like stamping his mark on a possession, Anastasia’s lips trembled.
Feeling as if her smile would split her face if she let her guard down for even a moment, Anastasia was seriously contemplating their wedding and their new home.
Kang Hyun-woo watched her with a pleased expression.
“Um… Sir Hyun-woo? Does this mean… there’s no treatment today…?”
“Well, yes. I need to save my strength, after all.”
“Ah…”
Anastasia let out a small, disappointed sigh.
But that was only for a moment. Her expression changed as if she had remembered something.
“…In that case, when you leave, could you call my mother for a moment?”
“The Tower Lord?”
Anastasia nodded.
At her request, Kang Hyun-woo tilted his head for a moment, but since it wasn’t strange for a patient about to undergo a major surgery to seek out their guardian, he decided to just go with it.
“Yes, I will.”
Kang Hyun-woo sent a signal to Valentina using magic, then quietly left the room.
He was slightly curious about the conversation between the two, but not enough to want to eavesdrop, so he soon forgot about it.
Time passed, and before long, night had fallen.