Chapter 369: Dyeing (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 369: Dyeing (2)
The mana, now given form, prodded at various spots on her voluptuous body.
The nape of her neck, which would tremble softly when I licked it.
The shell of her ear, from which a delicate moan would escape when I blew on it.
Breasts the size of a child's head.
A smooth stomach and slender waist, without a single gram of excess fat.
A firm ass that stirred my lust whenever it jiggled before me.
And even her pubis, where red hair, the same color as her own, was neatly trimmed.
I mercilessly prodded her secret places, places no other man had ever seen, known only to me.
“Mmm…”
Even though it had taken a form, the raw mana couldn't exert any physical force.
What she felt wasn't a physical touch, but a sixth sense for mana.
That's why it didn't matter.
Whether I prodded her breasts or her cunt.
Meaning, there was no possibility of sexual pleasure or the discomfort of another's touch.
“This time… is it a triangle?”
“You got it right again.”
Right.
Simply prodding her skin with mana wouldn't produce any effect.
Not if that's all I did, anyway.
“Shall we try a more complex shape this time?”
“Okay.”
Once again, I overlaid a new form onto the mana.
What would be good this time?
As I looked at her face, her eyes closed in concentration, a name suddenly came to mind.
Hexagram.
Its meaning was… a six-pointed star.
I overlapped two identical triangles, facing opposite directions.
Then, I carefully prodded her body with its points.
“Mmm…”
Was it because the mana felt stronger than usual?
A pleasant moan escaped her lips as the corners of her mouth slowly curved upward.
It seemed she didn't yet realize her expression was bordering on ecstasy.
Watching her, I stifled a laugh.
“This one is a little… difficult.”
“Yes, you were getting them too easily, so I made it a bit harder. Take your time and feel it. It’s important to deduce the whole from the mana touching your skin.”
“…”
Han Ju-hee clenched her jaw, concentrating too hard to even reply.
After devising this training method, I realized something while testing its effectiveness.
One of those things was that different parts of the body have varying sensitivity to mana.
Of course, the difference between each part wasn't enormous.
However, there were certain areas that were distinctly less sensitive than others.
And where were they?
Her breasts, her pubis, and other areas that produced pleasure when touched by another's hand.
The places commonly known as erogenous zones were uniquely dull to this sense compared to other areas.
I don't know why.
I can only guess.
Aren't erogenous zones the parts that react sensitively to physical touch?
While the sense of touch is intuitive, the sixth sense for mana is incredibly abstract.
Perhaps because the intuitive sense of touch is so heightened in erogenous zones, the sixth sense is conversely diminished.
“…But that’s not what’s important.”
In truth, figuring out the cause didn't matter.
The only important thing was the fact that, for whatever reason, her erogenous zones were insensitive to mana.
The first thought that came to me after learning this was:
Isn't there a way to exploit these insensitive areas?
After several experiments, I found a useful method.
And what was that?
“Ah… is this, by any chance, a star?”
“No, but you’re close. I think you can get it if you focus a little more.”
“If it’s not a star…”
While she was completely absorbed in concentration.
I mixed my own mana into the hexagram-shaped mana prodding her body.
More precisely, only where it touched her erogenous zones.
As the points of mana repeatedly touched and lifted from her skin,
I painted my mana onto her.
Not just any mana, but mana imbued with the aura of Greed that only I can produce.
“Ah… it’s a hexagram.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
She doesn't notice.
No, she can't notice.
Focused on identifying the shape of the mana, she naturally concentrated her senses on the areas where it felt most sensitive.
In other words, she paid even less attention to the insensitive areas.
Furthermore, the aura of Greed I painted on her erogenous zones was infinitesimally faint.
If I had to quantify it, it would be like a single speck of dust on an ant's claw.
The body is extremely sensitive and reacts sharply to foreign energies entering from the outside.
To break through that ironclad security, a very subtle operation is required.
Painting a layer so faint that even the body's sharp security system can't detect it, then another, and another, until it eventually accepts the energy as its own.
“…Good.”
One might wonder what effect this layered mana produces.
As I said before, the mana painted on her skin carries the aura of Greed.
The closer I, the master of that aura, get to her, the more the aura feels an instinctual pull and reacts.
It struggles to return to me, just as it's natural for the north and south poles of a magnet to attract.
When the mana that has seeped into her skin begins to move on its own, her sense of touch is bound to react.
In other words, the closer I get, the more sensitive her erogenous zones become.
“Let’s stop here for today.”
“Hoo… okay. I was starting to get tired of concentrating anyway.”
I approached her as she slowly opened her eyes and held out my hand.
“You worked hard.”
Han Ju-hee stared blankly at the hand offered to her before reaching out.
“Thank you.”
It seemed that even she found it difficult to coldly refuse the hand of her instructor.
Just as her head reached my chest while she used my hand to stand up,
I subtly leaned in and whispered into her ear.
“Don’t mention it.”
Han Ju-hee flinched, her body trembling in response to my light tone.
Her ear was already an erogenous zone.
On top of that, the aura I’d implanted had made it even more sensitive, so even a short whisper must have felt distinctly different from usual.
Of course, it wouldn't lead to feelings of pleasure or ecstasy just yet.
The amount I'd layered on wasn't enough for that.
For now, it was just enough to feel an indefinable ‘difference’ in an ordinary whisper.
“So, are we done for today?”
Han Ju-hee asked, pulling her hand away and stepping back the moment she was on her feet.
Who said she could decide when we're done?
“Not yet. It’s my turn, isn’t it?”
“Ah…”
Although I pulled a little trick in the middle, everything up to this point was for her benefit.
My turn starts now.
It's time to exercise my rightful privilege to ask questions, earned in exchange for my help.
She let out a small sigh and asked with a look of resignation.
“What are you curious about this time?”
Her cold tone shattered the faintly warm atmosphere from moments before.
It was obvious she was putting up a wall, worried I would once again pry into her personal affairs.
How cunning.
But the question I had prepared today had nothing to do with her family matters.
“Relax. I’m not going to ask about your personal life this time, Hunter Han Ju-hee.”
I said it to reassure her, but it didn't work at all.
If anything, she started looking at me with even more suspicion.
I met her gaze with as relaxed an attitude as I could muster and slowly began to speak.
“About ten days ago… you know about the arson case in Yeongdeungpo, right?”
“I do. And that you were the one who solved it.”
That much was public knowledge by now.
The Association had announced it along with the news of the arsonist's arrest after the case was closed.
Now it was time to bring up the part of the story that happened afterward, the part that hadn't been revealed.
“Actually, a few more things happened after that. It turns out there was a true culprit who instigated the arson.”
“…And?”
“We succeeded in luring out and capturing the real mastermind using the arrested arsonist as bait. Afterward, we searched his office… and the name of an organization I’d never heard of came up.”
Even at this point, her expression didn't change much.
Ah, she did look a little annoyed.
As if scolding me for rambling on about some trivial case.
“I asked the Association, but they said they didn’t know the organization’s name. So I thought I’d ask you, Hunter Han Ju-hee, in case you might know.”
Her expression relaxed slightly.
She seemed relieved that I was only asking for an organization's name.
I wonder.
If she can keep that same expression after hearing this.
“Hexagram.”
“…”
Even after hearing the name of an organization she was connected to in some way, her expression didn't change.
But there was one thing.
One thing she couldn't hide.
“Hunter Han Ju-hee, have you ever heard of an organization called Hexagram?”
Her mana wavelength.
The flow of mana that moved freely in and out of her body fluctuated violently.
Like someone whose most guarded secret had just been exposed.
Apart from that, her face, performing its role of indifference without the slightest waver, turned to me.
“Hexagram… I’ve heard the name before.”
Han Ju-hee answered with the tone and gaze of a third-party observer watching a fire from a distance, as if the organization had nothing to do with her.
“A group shrouded in mystery. No one knows who their boss is, the scale of their organization… or even what their objective is. That’s all I know.”
As she spoke, her mana wavelength gradually returned to its normal flow.
“If I could offer one piece of advice… it would be best not to pursue them.”
To that, I asked back.
“Why is that?”
She replied.
“Because even if you dedicated your entire life to chasing them… you would never find out who they are.”
I don't know what was going through her mind when she said it, but her advice was clearly sincere.
But she wouldn't know.
“Is that so.”
That her sincere advice had only served to further awaken my dormant competitive spirit.
Having said her piece, she turned away coldly.
“I’ll let you know if I find any information on Hexagram. So please don’t go poking around clumsily. It would be problematic if they went deeper into hiding.”
It sounded exactly like this:
If you chase them any further, you'll die.
So don't act rashly. Just stay put and take whatever scraps I feed you.
Finished with the conversation, she stepped into the elevator and bid me farewell.
“See you at the next experiment.”
The doors began to close.
“Hey, wait.”
…I need to take that elevator too, you wench.