Chapter 170
Chapter 170
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 170
Chapter Title: To Have a Child (1)
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"Th-that... sex...? I'm not entirely sure what that is, but if it's what you want, I'll do my best to accommodate you."
I broke out in a cold sweat down my back as I watched Young Ho-kyeong smile and add, but first, you'd better tell me what it is.
It was a relief that he didn't know what it meant, but that plunged me right back into a dilemma.
Should I just brush it off somehow, or tell him the straight truth?
Common sense said to brush it off. Something like, "Sex just means we want to get along nicely!" That would be the safe play.
Sure, it might lead to something like "no fighting, just fucking," but overall, it was the harmless route.
But come to think of it... didn't I do amazingly this time?
I'd risked my life battling a far superior expert to protect the Young Cult Leader.
Plus, if I hadn't been there, those two women would already be corpses, and the route would've led straight to the elder's grand orgy-fest.
And that was just the start. I'd also been the one to heal Young Ho-kyeong, who had been teetering on the brink of death without me.
With merits like that... if I asked for just one time... maybe he'd say yes...?
My heart pounded wildly, and in the darkness of my narrowed vision, Young Ho-kyeong's face filled every inch.
The thought of turning that face—softly smiling yet radiating a thread of dignity—into something utterly bitch-like made my cock spring to attention in an instant.
I made up my mind and reached out to grab Young Ho-kyeong's hand, pulling it toward me. He looked puzzled but let me tug without resistance.
"Young Cult Leader, it's awkward to say it myself, but I think I've been a huge help to the cult. Right?"
"Of course."
"Then, even if my request is a bit excessive... you can forgive it, I believe."
"Ha, is that what you were worried about? I swear it as your Young Cult Leader. Unless it harms the cult, I'll grant whatever you desire."
His soft hand gripped mine in return, and the pulsing throb at my fingertips seemed to whisper encouragement.
Go on. Take her.
I yanked his hand harder, drawing him closer. Young Ho-kyeong stared at me with flustered eyes.
But as I kept pulling him slowly toward me, he must have decided enough was enough and started leaning back to resist, bracing himself.
"Wh-why are you doing this? Even so, this is too close..."
I could feel his breath tickling my face.
"You did say you'd grant anything, right?"
"That's true, but... gasp!"
Our eyes met, and Young Ho-kyeong belatedly realized something, swallowing hard.
"I want to spend the night with you..."
"St-stop! Wait, hold on!"
Young Ho-kyeong yanked his hand free and put sudden distance between us, backing all the way to the far wall of the room. Even that short retreat left him panting heavily.
"Uh, s-so... at night... yes, at night... how about I teach you some martial arts?"
"No. I said I want to spend the night with you, Young Cult Leader."
Young Ho-kyeong, who'd been desperately dodging reality, couldn't hide his shocked expression at my blunt demand. I pressed on relentlessly.
"As man and woman... completely naked together on the bed..."
"Wait, wait! Are you sure you're alright? Is your body still off, making you say strange things? Just hold on, I'll call a physician..."
"I'm perfectly fine. My mind is crystal clear."
Young Ho-kyeong paused, losing his excuse the moment I denied it, his attempt to flee halted.
I threw off the blanket and sat up. I'd fallen asleep in an exhausted state without circulating my qi, leaving my body feeling hollow inside, but it was functional enough.
Stepping down from the bed, I slowly closed the distance to Young Ho-kyeong.
"I've been thinking about you nonstop since the first time I saw you."
"S-stop that..."
"That you're an attractive woman. A woman I want to hold."
"If you're going to mock me any further..."
"You swore it as the Young Cult Leader. My reward is you. Does this harm the cult?"
I stood right in front of him and pulled Young Ho-kyeong into a tight embrace.
He was tall for a woman, but with his shoulders hunched in hesitation over whether to push me away, his body felt unusually small and fragile.
"L-let go... you really need a physician... eek!?"
"It's because you're so beautiful..."
My rock-hard cock pressed against his lower belly, drawing a panicked squeak from Young Ho-kyeong.
The way his voice cracked high after maintaining such dignified poise all along made me burst out laughing.
"I... I must have misjudged you completely. You're..."
"Yeah, a pervert. Lewd and depraved... and I want to hold you."
I inhaled sharply, and the scent of his skin brushed my nostrils.
"Wasn't it weird to assume a lewd master's disciple wouldn't be lewd himself?"
"...I could suppress you right now and complain to your master about this."
"But you won't. You swore it."
I was a little scared, but I pushed forward boldly. He'd kept every promise so far—he wouldn't break this one.
Sure enough, Young Ho-kyeong changed tack.
"Even if you hold me, don't you dare dream of wielding influence over the cult. Even if a child is born, that child will be purely... kyaa!"
Whoops. Just imagining knocking him up had made my cock twitch.
"P-purely raised as the cult's heir. Don't expect to manipulate it as the father..."
"Can't I even meet him? Have snacks together or something?"
"Y-you're really going to do this? The cult will never..."
"Ah, too late for that. I have zero interest in manipulating the cult from behind the scenes, so relax."
I hugged him fiercely and whispered in his ear.
"I just want to hold you..."
It was a pathetic grip that he'd shake off in a heartbeat if he tried, but Young Ho-kyeong stayed trapped in my arms, unable to push me away.
His heart thundered against my chest. Against this passionate confession from a man young enough to be his son—or even younger—he couldn't collect his thoughts.
I'd heard he'd been gifted several stunning maids, but showed no interest whatsoever. Now it all made sense.
If he'd been smitten with me, it tracked.
No, no way!
It was absurd. He'd just entered the transcendent realm recently, where aging halts, but fine lines had already crept around his eyes and mouth.
For a prime young genius to lust after a shabby woman like this?
Ridiculous.
"There've been plenty like you. But in the end, they all went blind with greed over controlling the cult."
She'd chosen her late husband because he was weak and kind-hearted.
Even backed by Young Ho-kyeong's support, he wouldn't have been able to toy with the cult's warriors at will.
"I don't need that... If I wanted power, don't you think I'd have approached with something more sophisticated?"
Young Ho-kyeong tried to counter, but the sensation of my cock grinding against him sealed his words.
Thicker and harder than anything he'd known, the feel went beyond flustering—it bordered on awe.
"I can swear it. It's not about cult power. I just want to fuck the hot piece of ass named Young Ho-kyeong."
"F-fuck...! Y-you...!"
The crude language left Young Ho-kyeong dizzy, eyes squeezing shut.
"I was blind. If I'd known you were like this, I never would've pushed so hard to bring you into the cult."
"...Disappointed?"
He asked cautiously.
"It's just because you're so beautiful... no other meaning, really..."
The man who'd been so boldly aggressive moments ago now sounded small and anxious, stirring a strange pang of conscience in Young Ho-kyeong.
He's still young... maybe he just couldn't control his emotions. Did I go too far?
How desperate must he be to blurt out wanting to hold me like that?
Realizing the strong body that had embraced him so fiercely was now trembling like a frightened puppy clinging on, Young Ho-kyeong found his arms extending to stroke the man's back.
"I'm sorry... I didn't consider your feelings. But still, someone like me won't do. You deserve a beautiful young maiden more fitting for you..."
"Girls like that won't cut it..."
"And if a child comes from this? You wouldn't want a kid from someone old enough to be your mother, would you?"
"...I don't care..."
His pitiful voice kept tipping the scales in Young Ho-kyeong's heart, bit by bit.
"I have no interest in some position as the father of the cult heir... okay?"
"...You really mean that?"
There was no intention of keeping chastity for her dead husband.
There simply hadn't been a good man around, and at the transcendent realm, producing an heir wasn't so urgent.
A genius talented enough to become the disciple of the world's greatest.
Not a cultist, so low risk of meddling in cult affairs.
"If you really want it that badly... then let's do this right."
With seed like this man's, a fine heir could be born, couldn't he?
"Ah, let's make the effort... to have a child."
For someone making such a calculated decision, Young Ho-kyeong's voice carried an unmistakable feverish thrill.
"...Yes!"
Even knowing he was a lecherous demon, Young Ho-kyeong could never have imagined.
The man before him was a vile pervert obsessed with impregnating women the world called MILFs.