Chapter 133
Chapter 133
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 133
Chapter Title: Festival (4)
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"Wow, this isn't working. Grr!"
"Calm down, Lucy...!"
Lucy was fuming in front of the claw machine.
She'd fallen hook, line, and sinker for the game club's sales tactic.
A character from the trendy Mafia game got snagged by the claw, only to drop and taunt her.
"Fine. Let's see who wins, you or me...!"
Lucy shoved more money into the machine.
"Hey, take it easy. Aren't you spending too much?"
She'd already poured in enough cash to buy four or five of those dolls online.
Is this why gambling is so hard to quit?
"I'm not stopping until I get it. It's a matter of pride!"
"Then I'll step out for some air. Lucy."
"Yeah. This'll be quick, Lumi."
Lucy had her face pressed right up against the machine, locked in a staring contest with the doll.
"Hmm..."
Lumi said she was getting some air, but she headed straight for the bathroom.
'What should I do?'
Watching the claw machine for an hour straight was getting old, honestly.
Sure, her obsession with that silly doll was kinda cute... but an hour was pushing it.
Ding-
That's when my smartwatch buzzed.
It was a message from Lumi.
- Lumi: Ho-yeon, come to the bathroom area. "..."
This had to be it.
Secret friends time, huh.
No way she called me over just to trash-talk Lucy's claw machine marathon for an hour.
I glanced at Lucy. She was still battling the doll, oblivious.
She hadn't even noticed my watch alarm.
"I'm heading to the bathroom real quick too."
"Sure, sure."
Click, click, click.
I left Lucy furiously working the controls and headed to the bathroom.
Lumi was waiting at the entrance, plastered against the wall.
"Ho-yeon..."
"Lumi. What's up?"
I knew damn well, but I asked anyway, just in case.
"Well... we're secret friends... right?"
"...I'm down, but Lucy's right over there. You sure?"
Lucy's been extra suspicious lately. Made me uneasy.
"It's fine. When she's that focused, she ignores everything around her for like thirty minutes."
"...Really?"
If the Lucy expert says so, who was I to argue.
I took Lumi's hand, still a bit worried, and we slipped into the bathroom.
The outer booths were clean enough—no grime to make it awkward.
"It's been a while since our last secret friends session."
"Yeah... I was bummed during survival training."
"..."
Lumi was already licking her lips, eyeing my pants.
'Fine. Do your thing.'
She wasn't always like this... How'd she turn into this?
I dropped my pants and pulled out my dick.
The clueless thing hadn't even clocked the situation—it was already rock-hard.
"Mmph... Ho-yeon... so big."
In the quiet bathroom, Lumi's slick mouth engulfed my cock.
*
"Finally got it...!"
After a thirty-minute war, Lucy finally clutched the doll.
She'd blown enough cash for four or five more, but no regrets.
"Huh? Where'd they go?"
Lucy finally looked around.
They'd said they were hitting the bathroom ages ago, but neither had come back.
"Lucy. You got it?"
"Oh? Yeah."
Lee Ho-yeon appeared behind her, breathing a little heavy.
"Where were you?"
"Just the bathroom."
"You seen Lumi? She went before me."
"She said she was getting some air earlier. No clue, honestly."
"..."
Lucy knew Lumi's code for "bathroom" all too well.
Both had gone at the same time... but played dumb about it.
"Whatever... She'll be back soon."
Lumi returned from the bathroom about five minutes later.
Nothing too suspicious, but Lucy couldn't shake her twin's suspiciously happy smile.
A nagging unease pierced her chest. Lucy hugged the cute Mafia doll tighter for no reason.
*
After hanging with the Lucy-Lumi twins, I headed back to the dorm.
Something felt off—like my body owned me, not the other way around.
Sex was great, but this was getting excessive.
"This can't go on. For success, I need to live proactively."
Cut it off clean. If I kept indulging, it might spiral out of control.
Next thing you know, it'd be nonstop tag-team sex all day.
'That doesn't sound half bad...?'
Though I'd drop dead from exhaustion after a month.
Ding-
I opened the dorm door, and Lilia's broadcast voice hit me—first time in a while.
"Ugh, what total dogs. What'd you say? Your sister's not playing during Heavenly Festival? I can't 'cause I got no friends. I'm a total loser IRL—can't even make eye contact."
Lilia knew how to rake in the cash.
Catering to viewers perfectly.
Hearing a bombshell like her admit to being a loner? Instant kinship. Felt like one of us.
I watched her hustle, and suddenly remembered our contract.
Pulled the precious document from my desk drawer.
"Unbelievable. These hellish bastards."
[Article 5. The summon cannot use power stronger than the contractor's for the contractor's protection.]
Even in a world of scam contracts, blatantly ignoring this? Come on.
Yelling at paper wouldn't help. Lesson learned: no more deals with hell. Tsk.
I tucked the contract away and messaged Im Sol.
- Me: Professor Im Sol, what time tomorrow should I drop by? - Professor Im Sol: Come at lunch. Got an appointment in the afternoon. "Oh... Score. Im Sol has plans? That's rare."
She only cared about magic—what wind blew this way?
"Why do you always mumble weird stuff to yourself?"
Lilia, broadcast over, sauntered up.
"Good work on the stream, Lilia."
"Yeah. I know."
She chugged a soda from the fridge and closed in.
"What's for dinner?"
"You always get whatever you crave. Why ask?"
Pizza or chicken, no matter what I said.
Oil-addicted succubus.
"Hehe. Already ordered delivery."
She pressed her body against mine.
Still in her broadcast succubus cosplay—those full tits rubbing on me screamed intent.
I nudged her side away gently.
"Lilia. I'm beat today. Let's rest."
"Liar. This says otherwise."
"..."
She stroked my pants.
Truth was, my dick had hardened the second I saw her.
How was this body built? Nonstop action, and it never quit.
Is this how tough it is being an eroge protag?
"Delivery's thirty minutes out... Let's finish quick. Hm? Master... pretty please?"
"...Fine. Let's do it. Won't kill me."
So much for proactive living. Life's not easy.
"Kyaa! Ahh, hnng!"
If you can't dodge it, enjoy it.
I pulled Lilia into a hug and tossed us onto the bed for some joyful living.
*
"How's this?!"
"Hmm, not sure."
"Ugh... Then how about this...!"
Ellis lay topless on the massage bed, getting worked over.
Squish. Squish.
"Feels refreshing, at least."
"Right? Mana massage loosens knotted muscles with mana. Someone like me, with over ten years in the biz? Whole different level."
Squish, squish.
The masseuse, hyped by Ellis's praise, kneaded her back harder.
Land this gig, and she'd never worry about money again.
Astronomical offer.
But Ellis? Meh.
'Same as always.'
She'd scoured the globe for mana masseuses.
Every one felt identical.
No blissful pain of expanding mana circuits.
No body-warming glow.
'Ho-yeon made it feel different.'
Thump.
Blood rushed south—panties got a little damp.
Thinking of Ho-yeon's massage.
Whole body heating up, especially... that delicious thrum low in her belly.
Gulp.
Ellis swallowed carefully, refocusing.
Maybe concentration was the issue.
"Thanks for your hard work. Sebastian will contact you."
She'd tried focusing till the end. No dice.
"Yes! Thank you! See you next time!"
"Take care."
Ellis watched the woman bow out, then murmured to waiting Sebastian.
"Hmm... Sebastian. Try someone else."
"Understood, miss."
As he tapped his smartwatch, Ellis stretched.
"Refreshing, yeah. But... meh. Kinda iffy."
"Male masseuses won't cut it, huh?"
"Yeah. Guys are a no-go. Dad would flip if he found out."
No point hunting masseuses if she'd let a guy touch her anyway.
Just go to proven Ho-yeon.
That's why she was busting ass for female pros—men's hands creeped her out too much.
"Oh, right. How's the Ho-yeon investigation going?"
She'd kept it in mind, but played it like a fresh thought.
"Perfect timing—I was about to report. Come in!"
Clunk-
The door opened. A woman entered.
A flashy blonde, brimming with confidence, stood before Ellis.
"Long time no see, miss."
"...Scarlett?"
A key figure from HQ, here in Korea.
Ellis's eyes widened at the sudden blast from her childhood.
"Brought Iris Guild's top stealth hunter."
"You didn't have to go this far."
Scarlett was vital to Iris Guild. Poaching Sebastian was bad enough—now her too?
"Ho-yeon's defenses are tough. Filming's way harder than watching. Full prep for certainty."
'...Is Ho-yeon's barrier that unbreakable?'
Ellis had doubts but shelved them.
Sebastian knew his stuff.
"So... Scarlett's handling Ho-yeon?"
"Yep. One cadet? Piece of cake. Leave it to me."
Scarlett twirled her hair.
"Scarlett. Be careful. Don't underestimate him just 'cause he's a cadet."
"No worries. It's me, Scarlett."
"...At least watch his festival duel footage. Scarlett."
"Sure, sure. Got it, miss."
Ellis felt uneasy at that overconfident grin.
Everyone who'd challenged Ho-yeon—including her—had that exact look.