The Virility Potion Business Ends with a Confession
So… how many magic stones from the Magic Camera did you use?”
“…Six.”
The moment Wolfgang heard the number six, his mustache twitched. The dwarf’s thick brown fur bristled like a porcupine’s quills.
I probably should have gone easier. But what was the point of regretting it now? The filming was already finished. Those six magic stones were packed tight with a sex video of Melina that contained every ounce of my soul.
“Goddammit. I said I’d lend it to you, but you burned through six stones worth over a hundred gold each? Just to film some worthless sex video?”
Wolfgang’s thick index finger looked ready to jab straight into my nostril.
“Do you have any idea how much effort goes into processing a single one of these stones? And they aren’t exactly something you can just pick up whenever you want! These are meant to record important moments in history, not some cheap fuck film.”
“I’m sorry for using them without permission. But if you watch the finished product, I’m sure even you’ll be satisfied, Mr. Wolfgang—”
“Satisfied my ass. What’s so impressive about a man and woman screwing…”
The dwarf slapped his forehead and grumbled. To prove the artistic merit of erotic videos to him, I slid the magic stone containing the footage into the magic projector.
“See for yourself whether it’s impressive or not.”
The moment the stone clicked into the round groove, the projector began to hum. Light poured out, resonating with the stone. When that light struck the wall, a rectangular screen appeared on the blank surface.
On it appeared Melina, impaled on my cock.
At first Wolfgang watched with a bored expression, but he gradually fell under the spell of the video. Melina’s lewd dialogue and obscene postures were perfectly crafted to inflame male lust.
“Mm… huh? Whoa…”
Every time Melina climaxed on screen, Wolfgang flinched. By the time the video ended, his face looked like he had discovered an entirely new world.
“No way… It felt like I was the one fucking her. Have you filmed videos like this before?”
It was only natural that Wolfgang sat there slack-jawed in awe. This was a world that had never known the concept of porn, and he had just witnessed its birth. On top of that, the director was Byeon Tae-sung—someone whose knowledge of adult content was second to none. The framing, the lines, the genre—everything was perfect.
“No experience, but… what do you think, Mr. Wolfgang? Smells like money, doesn’t it?”
“Khem. It certainly does… If we used a woman with an even more voluptuous body and some actual name recognition, those rich noble bastards would lose their minds.”
After all, humanity’s possessive desires could not be underestimated. Imagine a beautiful noble daughter from a fallen count family—someone who had never known a man—appearing in a video for money. The chance to eternally preserve the moment she lost her virginity? Just thinking about it was arousing.
I handed Wolfgang the one I considered the weakest of the six videos. Naturally, I would be keeping the rest for myself.
“With that in mind, I’d like to give you this one stone. Consider it an apology.”
“Hmm… well, if you insist.”
Wolfgang pretended he couldn’t refuse and slipped the magic stone containing the porn into his pocket. The founding of the Legion Empire’s first historic porn studio by Arwen, the Wolfgang brothers, and their combined strength would be a story for the distant future.
With the porn discussion concluded, Wolfgang pointed at the wooden box in front of him.
“So… I just need to deliver this bitch to the Reinhardt Mansion now, right?”
Inside the box was Melina, blindfolded and gagged. Her hands were bound behind her back, her legs forced into an M-shape and locked in place with shackles. Perfect packaging.
“Using a living person as furniture… You really are quite the eccentric, Arwen.”
Wolfgang was now calling me by my real name. Thanks to Melina, both my family name and identity had been completely exposed. There was no longer any point in keeping up the act.
“Want me to introduce you to a skilled taxidermist? I have a friend who stuffs monsters as a hobby. With his skill, doing a person should be entirely possible. If you’re going to use her as furniture, wouldn’t a preserved specimen be better than a living one?”
“Mmph?! Hngh!”
Melina screamed in terror. The gag made her words unintelligible, but at this rate she really would piss herself inside the box.
“Haha. It has to be alive to be meaningful furniture. I appreciate the suggestion, but I’ll have to decline.”
“Hmm, very well. If that’s what you want… Then I’ll deliver this bitch to the Reinhardt Mansion as requested.”
“Thank you, Mr. Wolfgang. How much will it cost?”
Wolfgang put on an unusually kind expression.
“It’s a hundred gold, but this time I’ll only take half. You did save my life, after all.”
What a cheapskate… If you’re going to discount it, at least make it a real discount.
Still, I had no way of transporting Melina Hole to the mansion on my own, so I had no choice but to accept his offer.
“Understood. Here you are.”
Wolfgang roughly counted the pile of coins I handed over.
“Good. Payment received in full.”
Before he closed the lid, I said my farewells to Melina—who had now become nothing more than Melina Hole.
“This is goodbye until I return to the mansion, huh?”
To help her relax, I gave her breasts a firm squeeze.
“I’ll make sure to send the magic stone containing our farewell video to your brothers. I’m sure they’ll cheer for their little sister’s new beginning. Haha. Have a safe trip.”
“Mmph… Mmmphhh!”
I ignored Melina’s frantic gagged protests and closed the lid. Of course, I hadn’t forgotten to include a letter explaining the whole situation to Raibel and Masha, who would probably faint when they received her.
I hope this is enough to get me through… I’m definitely going to get an earful from Raibel, aren’t I?
I was already worried about what kind of face she would make when a naked woman arrived via delivery from the young master. I just prayed Isabel and Cordelia wouldn’t find out.
Well… it’ll work out somehow.
“Then I’ll leave the delivery in your hands, Mr. Wolfgang.”
Wolfgang slung the bag full of Viagrak over his shoulder with a look of pure disgust.
“Don’t worry. I’ll hold onto the merchandise until business can resume. I won’t be eating any, so you don’t have to worry about the stock decreasing.”
The Viagrak business would be suspended for the time being. The Fleming family and the academy would be frantically searching for the missing Melina, so it was the only logical choice. It was a shame to abandon the sales network we had worked so hard to build, but money wasn’t more important than life. You needed your head attached to your shoulders before you could spend a single coin.
Wolfgang also said he would dispose of the body and then look for a new hideout. After all, once a location had been discovered once, there was no guarantee it wouldn’t be discovered again. He would send a letter directly to the Reinhardt Mansion—rather than the academy—when the time was right to resume business. That would probably be two or three months from now.
“Understood. See you then.”
“Take care, Mr. Wolfgang. And thank you again for your help earlier.”
In response to our farewells, Wolfgang waved, then pushed the box containing Melina back into the hideout with considerable effort.
“Haa… My head hurts, and my body feels so heavy.”
Emilia’s voice sounded strangely subdued. She was probably feeling guilty about failing to save the student Melina had turned into a monster.
With Wolfgang’s assistance, Emilia had attempted every emergency treatment she could think of. But the damage to the boy’s muscles and internal organs had been far too severe. In the end, the poor student who had been Melina’s slave never regained his original human form. He died still trapped in the body of a monster.
The only thing Emilia could do was retrieve the epaulet bearing his family crest from the dead boy’s clothes.
“You did everything you could, Professor. The one at fault is Melina. There’s no need for you to feel sad.”
Emilia turned her head slightly.
“Thank you, Arwen.”
She offered a faint smile before asking, “What will happen to Melina now?”
“I can’t give you a definite answer, but she will never put either of us in danger again.”
“I see…”
Emilia probably already guessed what kind of fate awaited Melina. Though she couldn’t completely hide her discomfort, she did not pity her. After all, she likely knew the extent of Melina’s past crimes even better than I did.
“Shall we head back?”
“…”
Instead of answering, Emilia simply nodded. We walked slowly through the passage. The calm, settled air made the horrific events feel almost like a dream. Of course, the two corpses we had left leaning against the wall quickly dragged us back to reality.
Once we left the passage, we could see the sky on the horizon just before the sun disappeared. If we didn’t hurry, we would miss the dormitory curfew.
“We should part ways here. I’ll go catch a carriage… You should get some proper rest too, Professor. The pill business will be on hold for a while anyway.”
“Wait, Arwen.”
Emilia caught my sleeve as I tried to walk past her.
“Did you have something to say?”
But Emilia kept her head lowered, refusing to meet my eyes. Just as the silence began to feel suffocating, she finally spoke.
“You saved my life, Arwen. It doesn’t feel right that I’m the only one keeping secrets…”
She trailed off, then suddenly lifted her head.
“You asked me why I needed money, remember?”
“Y-yeah, I did.”
I had asked, but when she vaguely refused on the grounds that it involved family matters, I had immediately dropped the subject. Now, it seemed she had finally gathered the courage to tell me. A whole month had passed since my first question.
Emilia got straight to the point without any unnecessary preamble.
“The reason I need money is to pay for my younger sibling’s medical treatment.”
“…I’m sorry. I had no idea.”
To think it had been for her sibling’s medical expenses. And to someone like that, I had practically blackmailed her into giving me a handjob and having sex. But Emilia shook her head.
“I didn’t confess to make things difficult for you. If it weren’t for you, my sibling would already be…”
Clenching her fist tightly, Emilia explained the full story.
Emilia’s family—the Valock family—had owned several magic stone mines and possessed considerable wealth. But tragedy struck during her grandfather’s generation. Without warning, an unknown disease began to afflict the men of the Valock line.
The genetic disease, now called magic rampage, caused the mana within one’s body to run wild. Those afflicted eventually suffered a horrific death as their own mana caused every blood vessel in their body to rupture. The disease of unknown origin had claimed the lives of nearly every male in the Valock family starting with her grandfather. Now it was her younger brother’s turn.
There was still no known cure. The only way to prolong his life was to brew and drink tea from the flowering branches of Yggdrasil—the tree known as the Tree of Elysia—to calm the sharpened mana inside his body. The problem was Yggdrasil’s exorbitant price. Since it could not be cultivated through ordinary means, adventurers had to risk their lives to harvest it. As a result, its price never came down.
In order to save her brother’s flickering life, Emilia had thrown herself into a dangerous world.
She shook the gold-filled pouch.
“This should be enough to buy a year’s supply of Yggdrasil.”
Dark circles hung beneath Emilia’s eyes. She looked utterly exhausted by the constant, stomach-churning pressure of knowing her sibling’s life depended on her income. The Valock family had already fallen into ruin. There were no relatives willing to help the unfortunate siblings.
After hearing their tragic story, one thought immediately crossed my mind.
“Then the reason you said you couldn’t have children was also…”
“That’s right. The blood of the Valock family is cursed. If the child I gave birth to inherited the same disease, then I…”
To call the blood flowing through her own veins cursed. Now I understood why she had looked so serious whenever the topic of children came up. If I had been in her position, I would have felt the same.
“Even though you carry cursed blood, I kept begging you to creampie me. Don’t you think I’m pathetic?”
Emilia let out a self-deprecating laugh. I couldn’t read her mind, but I could tell the smile came from self-loathing.
“So even now, if you want to stop having sex with me—”
I pulled her into a tight embrace.
“Hng?! W-why…”
Emilia’s shoulders trembled in my arms.
“Don’t you understand? I told you I’m cursed.”
Her voice grew louder. Though I couldn’t see it, her face was probably flushed red. But I didn’t let go.
“It doesn’t matter if your blood is cursed, Professor. I never abandon my women.”
“…I haven’t even said I would become your woman yet. And I will definitely become a burden to you, Arwen.”
“You’re not a burden. Just having you by my side makes me happy.”
“T-that can’t be true. Someone like me…”
Emilia’s flustered breath tickled my ear.
“If you’re sad, Professor, then I’ll be sad too. If you’re happy, then I’ll be happy as well.”
I released the hug, gripped her shoulders firmly, and looked straight into her eyes.
“So please become my woman, Professor. I will definitely make you happy.”
“B-but my sibling…”
Emilia averted her gaze, clearly at a loss.
“We can search for a way to end your sibling’s—no, the entire Valock family’s suffering together. I’ll help you.”
“Are you serious? You would really accept someone like me…”
“Not a single word is false.”
“…”
Emilia stared at me with a complicated expression. After a long moment, she nodded.
“I understand. I’ll become Arwen’s woman.”
“R-really?”
Emilia gave me a playful smile.
“Why? Does it sound like a lie?”
She chuckled. “Just how many women have you seduced with that silver tongue of yours? Including me, of course.”
“W-well… three.”
Raibel, Masha, and now Emilia. Melina didn’t count. She was no longer a person but merely a hole, so she wasn’t included in the tally.
When I answered awkwardly, Emilia looked like she had expected it.
“Well, I figured as much. A man like you was never going to have just one woman.”
She had spoken in a sullen tone, but suddenly burst into bright laughter.
“Hehe. I don’t have the confidence to compete with your other women, but I’ll devote my entire body to satisfying your overflowing stamina. So you must keep your promise to make me happy.”
“Of course, Professor.”
“Emilia… When we’re alone, call me Emilia.”
Emilia took my hand and held it tightly. Her hand flinched slightly when she asked me to use her name.
The moment I received her permission, I confessed immediately.
“I love you, Emilia.”
“Hng?! I-I l-l-love… I like you too, Arwen. Hehe.”
With the pure laughter of a girl in love, Emilia hugged me once more.
“Actually, I was so happy when you confessed. Thank you for holding onto me.”
Along with Emilia’s shy confession, the sweet scent of her skin pleasantly soaked into me from her embrace. I needed to leave right now if I wanted to make it back to the dormitory before curfew.
Well, being a minute late won’t kill me, right?
Feeling the soft, comforting weight of Emilia’s breasts pressed against my chest, I simply held her. I prayed that time would slow down, even if only a little.