Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Yokai (3)
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Actually, this experiment had a few more purposes.
The first was a super advanced (idiotic) curiosity that no human could understand: whether the Snow Woman's pussy was as cold as the rest of her body.
'If I fuck her with my own power instead of a mission, will a screen pop up?'
I was curious what would happen if I banged her purely on my own, without the screen's help.
Honestly, I had a ton of questions about this screen.
Like what conditions trigger it, and how much power it really has.
Especially this TIP thing—it seemed insanely useful no matter how I looked at it.
I mean, a function that maxes out the sex angle in one shot? That's way too OP.
If I'd had something like this, I wouldn't have gone through all that hassle conquering Ero Villain's heroines.
So I wanted to test just how useful this TIP could be.
Unfortunately, Miyuki fell too easily, so I never got to use her TIP.
But maybe something would trigger if I banged a character who hadn't gotten a screen yet.
That was my line of thinking, anyway.
So if someone asked whether it was okay to do this to a yokai for those reasons, I'd obviously say yes, it was fine.
And why not? In Genius Exorcist Misaki, this Snow Woman appeared as an enemy.
No, not just her.
All sorts of yokai and ghosts from the Tachibana family showed up as foes.
Plus, in the game, yokai killed people and manipulated them to satisfy their desires.
In short, yokai were absolute evil to humanity.
So banging ones like that? How could that be bad?
If anything, I was doing the world a favor.
Naturally, I felt no shame gazing up at the heavens.
And honestly, passing up a chance to fuck a ridiculously hot Snow Woman would mean I'm the one with problems.
If I told people they could throw stones at me if they had a shot at banging a Snow Woman like me and didn't take it—who do you think would actually throw one?
So my actions here weren't weird at all.
With that justification running through my head, I reached out to the Snow Woman.
Her slender fingers, pale against her snow-white skin, looked frail as she tried to fend me off.
But that only lasted a moment.
In the end, she pretended to give in to my touch, putting up a little fuss as she let me have her body.
"Hngh...♥ N-No, not there...♥"
See? That's what I call putting up a fuss.
With that thought, I groped her massive tits.
Squish~♥
The soft sensation filling my hands came with the Snow Woman's signature chill.
'Whoa. Cold, but so soft.'
But it wasn't an unpleasant cold.
If anything, I could get addicted to this mix of chill and softness.
"Hyah! Th-That's not my breasts...♥ Hngh♥!"
"I know. Ice lollipop."
Takuya said that as he enjoyed Yuki Onna's soft, cold breasts.
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Yuki Onna—or Snow Woman, as she was called—couldn't make sense of this situation right now.
Her mission today was simple: guard the Tachibana family heiress.
"Hngh...♥"
It sure as hell wasn't getting toyed with by some punk like this.
So why was she letting this kid grope her? And why...?
'Why won't my body move...!'
She couldn't understand why she wasn't rejecting his touch.
For some reason, the moment he looked at her, her body heated up.
If anyone else had said that, she'd brush it off as a slight fever. But for a Snow Woman, it meant something else entirely.
'Am I... falling for a human like this?'
To her, a hot body meant falling in love.
A Snow Woman's body was inherently cold.
No—beyond cold; touching it bare-handed could cause frostbite.
Even deep inside...
But meeting the one you love changed everything.
Your frozen heart would race, and your corpse-cold body would heat up like a normal person's.
Right down to the core.
So for a Snow Woman, getting hot meant: I'm so in love with him that my icy corpse of a body is warming up.
That's why every Snow Woman waited for her body to heat up.
Even yokai dreamed of fated love.
And Yuki Onna was no different—she'd been waiting for hers, and today it seemed to arrive. But her instincts screamed otherwise. This wasn't love.
Some unknown force was puppeteering her body.
So Yuki Onna desperately tried to resist his touch with her heated body.
Of course, to Takuya, that just looked like...
'She's putting up a fuss?'
Nothing more than playful resistance.
I mean, she was using all those seductive lines and moves to tempt a guy, then dodging only when he actually touched her.
What else could it be but a tease?
A virgin guy might think it was real rejection (and it'd be right) and back off. But who am I?
The stud who bangs his friends' moms. The guy with two moms.
I wasn't falling for that.
So Takuya pushed forward regardless of her dodges.
Before long, Yuki Onna had no choice but to submit, exposing her intimate folds to him.
"Hngh...♥ N-No, not there...♥"
Exposing herself to a total stranger like this filled Yuki Onna with rage and resentment toward her instincts, but her body was brutally honest.
Squish~♥
Unlike her own body, his scorching-hot hand kneaded her breast.
"Haaah♥ Y-You're squeezing too hard...♥"
She couldn't hold back anymore—the moan she'd been stifling burst out loud and strong.
Feeling that touch, she finally understood why other Snow Women waited for their beloved.
This single hand held a warmth she'd never known in her lifelong chill.
It was addictively intoxicating. The ticklish thrill in her heart, the feverish heat in her body—it was like a drug to a Snow Woman.
But even so, she couldn't see this as love.
Of course not.
"Hyah! Th-That's not my breasts...♥ Hngh♥!"
"I know. Ice lollipop."
How could she love a guy who sucked her tits while saying crass shit like that?
Her ideal man was kind, cultured, and intelligent.
Not some bald brute mauling her like this!
'But whyyy♥'
So why was she still surrendering her body to him, even knowing that?
"Nice tits."
"Sh-Shut up♥ Hngh♥ Flattery won't make me happy♥ Hyaaah♥!"
"I meant it sincerely."
Why did a casual compliment make her heart pound like this?
-Squeeze.
Why was she cradling him like a baby?
Why? Why?
She had no idea.
This whole situation felt utterly alien to Yuki Onna.
"That's sensitive...♥ G-Gently... Haaah♥ Don't suck so hard...♥"
Her body heating up for someone.
Letting a man nurse from her breast.
Feeling emotions this intense.
But one thing she did know.
'This...♥'
She couldn't escape this drug-like warmth.
'Never...♥'
Probably for life.
With that thought, she gazed at Takuya eagerly sucking her non-lactating breast.
For some reason, he felt just like a baby to her.
Even if his body was fully grown.
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After sucking on Yuki Onna's cold breast for a bit...
I decided it was time to calm my dick, which felt ready to burst.
To do that, I slipped out of Yuki Onna's embrace, stripped off my pants faster than anyone ever has, and told her:
"Yuki Onna, suck it."
She'd been in a dreamy daze from having her tits sucked, but she nodded at my words and propped up her torso.
-Swish.
Her yukata, barely hanging on her shoulders, slid right off, leaving her completely topless.
I could now ogle her bare skin to my heart's content, but Yuki Onna herself didn't seem to care. She approached me and said:
Well, technically, as she grasped my dick with her slender white hand.
"So hot... incredibly...♥"
Strangely, her hand wasn't that cold when she said it.
It had felt pleasantly chilly when she touched her breasts. Now it was almost human-warm.
Not entirely sure, though.
Maybe it just felt warmer after the initial cold.
But still.
'Feels good.'
This sensation was hitting just right.
It was the moment I felt genuine human warmth from this inhuman woman.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙
[TIP can sometimes be helpful, sometimes bring crisis.]
