Chapter 197
Chapter 197
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 197
Chapter Title: Bretilla's Flower in Heat
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A few weeks ago, Meiko had left the capital, saying she was heading back to the Witch's Forest to find Bretilla's Flower.
Bretilla's Flower was a legendary bloom said to imbue illusion magic with physical force.
The witches dwelling in the forest claimed it existed, but they never revealed its location.
"Find it yourself. If you have the skill, you will."
She roamed the woods based out of the alchemy workshop she'd set up in the Witch's Forest.
She scoured the same forest she'd searched countless times before, once again.
She rummaged through the same spots, passed through the tropical undergrowth, and used magic to probe mounds of earth.
Meiko had no combat prowess, but she wielded detection spells and other magic better than anyone.
And so, she found Bretilla's Flower.
She even made use of the mana battery Max had developed.
"Tia, could I borrow one of those batteries?"
"Of course. You're Max's master, after all. I was planning to gift you one someday."
Clutching the battery Tia had given her, she expended mana and then recharged her reserves with it.
What would normally take a month to cover in such a vast forest, she searched in just one week.
She climbed trees, hacked through the jungle's dense thickets to make flower-hunting easier.
She checked spots based on records describing its preference for hot, humid, and moist environments.
Watching Max collaborate with the dwarf inventor Tia had given her an insight.
'Break free from preconceptions.'
Trapped thinking would never yield the answer, no matter the effort.
She closed her eyes and shifted her mindset.
Don't rely on past records—think anew.
From the beginning.
Maybe it's not a flower at all.
That possibility: it might be something other than a real flower.
She wandered anew, testing fresh hypotheses in her search for the flower.
Contrary to the witches' words that skill would reveal it, she found nothing.
'It's not here.'
No matter how hard she looked, it didn't appear.
"Should I give up now?"
She wondered if the Bretilla Flower she'd longed for was just a myth, nonexistent.
"Wouldn't it be fine to just let it go?"
Max had already begun reshaping perceptions of illusion magic.
Forcing a find wouldn't change much.
And besides.
-Sis, something's wrong with me.
Meiko saw the boy Max shimmering before her eyes.
A frame similar to hers, perfect for embracing.
A young boy, too innocent to know anything, not even fully grown hair down there.
She could almost smell that boyish freshness on her nostrils.
"Max."
Sis will teach you.
For success, she'd lived in abstinence.
How much time could she really spare in this jungle?
Her workshop was near the witches', so even if she had spare moments, the setting wasn't right for that.
If someone overheard...
Absolutely not.
So during her search for Bretilla's Flower, she'd spent her days in abstinence, not even masturbating while thinking of Max.
"Haa, haa."
Just imagining it aroused her.
A pent-up lust from abstinence.
If she didn't relieve it, her head might break.
Meiko turned her head, scanning the surroundings.
Vines obscured the view, dense bushes blocked passage.
No one would enter the Witch's Forest here.
Wild animals, maybe.
But even a weak mage like her could handle those easily.
"A little... should be fine."
She cautiously slid her fingers downward.
Her pussy, wet from imagining Max.
She slipped her fingers in, squelching.
"Hnngh!"
Her body shuddered the moment they entered.
It felt just like the boy Max's fingers.
-Sis's pussy is so hot.
She felt the hot desire of a puberty-struck boy lunging forward, begging for more.
That immature, passionate craving.
She fantasized about it with the imagined Max in the wild forest.
-Sis, i-is it okay to do it here?
"Trust sis. Sis will do everything. It's fine if you do it with sis."
Hehehe.
Meiko flashed a faint, vulgar smile, urging the flustered illusory Max to insert.
The boy couldn't find her entrance, swinging his dick in the air.
In the process, his small cock rubbed against her labia every which way.
So cute.
She stroked the inexperienced boy's head and guided his dick to the right spot with her hand.
The moment the imaginary boy Max thrust in, Meiko shoved her fingers inside her pussy.
"Hng! Does sis's pussy feel good...?"
The imaginary Max shook his hips, saying it did.
Good.
Masturbation after so long feels good.
Grass scent instead of a man's, but it's fine.
Opportunities like this won't come often until she returns.
Leaning against a jungle tree, legs spread, she created her own space with vines and bushes. Meiko plunged fingers into her pussy and masturbated roughly.
Squelch, squelch.
Pussy juice flowed, wetting the ground.
Tide, even a bit of piss leaked.
She couldn't hold it.
Her bladder contracted from the finger stimulation, squirting fluid.
Good.
Just a bit more.
She was almost there.
Then.
"Huh?"
Meiko felt an unfamiliar sensation in her crotch, not her fingers.
"Kyaa!"
Startled by the strange touch, she looked down.
There, a small flower with sparkling purple petals was growing toward her pussy.
"Th-there was nothing here a moment ago...?"
Stunned, Meiko stared at the flower.
Its shape was familiar.
Purple petals fused as one.
Thick seed leaves and a stout stem.
Golden stamen and pistil blooming at the center.
She knew its identity the instant she saw it.
"Bretilla's Flower!"
It had grown toward her pussy like a sunflower facing the sun—the very flower of illusion she'd sought.
"Wh-why here...?"
Suddenly, Meiko realized.
The properties of Bretilla's Flower: it thrives in hot, humid, moist places.
"No way..."
Did it grow because I was masturbating?
'Humid, lots of water, hot...'
Not just the jungle environment.
It meant the space between an aroused woman's legs?
Air hot from excitement.
Floor moist and watery from pussy fluids.
'No wonder general searches failed.'
Who could imagine.
That hot, humid spot... was a woman's body while masturbating.
Even now, as it grew toward her, she cut the Bretilla Flower.
Snap!
It wilted as fast as it had grown, so she cast a chill spell on it.
The petals froze fresh, the iced flower preserving its form and freshness.
"Now back. Back to the workshop for experiments."
Her masturbation fantasy vanished.
Now she eyed something bigger than self-pleasure.
'If I research this Bretilla Flower right...'
She could finally give illusions physicality.
If she succeeded...
'I could really hold the boy Max.'
Meiko returned to her workshop, thrilled, clutching the legendary flower.
There, she distilled Bretilla essence into a thumb-sized vial of potion.
'Haven't tested it yet...'
Testing needed strong illusion magic.
Self-cast illusions were meaningless.
True illusion magic only works if the caster doesn't know it's fake.
So using the potion on herself wouldn't prove anything.
'But there's one.'
Max's magic circle.
The one she'd enjoyed alone many times.
The one she'd modified further for more realism.
Having found her result, Meiko returned to the capital.
She planned to secretly watch illusions using Max.
She could ask Max to help test, but...
It would shatter her master's authority.
'With this circle now, it'll definitely show boy Max again...'
Then she couldn't properly see Max's face.
So without telling her disciple, she sneaked into the workshop.
With a dildo smaller than Max's cock.
Back home, Meiko dripped a few drops of Bretilla essence onto the circle and activated the illusion magic.
To cut to the chase, the physicality of the Bretilla-enhanced illusion was weaker than expected.
Far from the claim:
-Illusions made with Bretilla Flower possess the same physical force as the visible illusion.
A total mismatch.
Disappointing.
Nothing like when Max managed the illusion beside her—nowhere near realistic.
The results were sorely lacking, but.
-Sis, I'm gonna cum. Feels like white piss coming out.
The boy Max getting worked over in the illusion was ecstatically hot to watch.
Seeing Max after so long was pure joy.
'Ah, if only the real Max could be this young.'
She thought, lost in the illusion, rubbing the small dildo against her labia and shaking her ass.
"Haa, haa."
Ahh.
Want the real dick.
Want to do it with real boy Max.
Want to wreck the younger Max.
Want to see him broken, moaning only my name.
Ahh, Max, my cute disciple.
'Would he despise me if he knew his master had such lewd thoughts?'
No, he might already know.
He saw my illusion once.
'Forgive your spineless master.'
She rubbed the dildo on her pussy, moaning.
And that moment.
Flash!
The illusion cut out with a spark.
Someone had interfered from outside.
Meiko reflexively looked up. There stood a stranger with purple hair, face shocked.
It could be misunderstood, but.
"...Um, wait, I'm not suspicious or anything."
Meiko couldn't lift her face.
Impossible.
Getting caught in such a state by someone other than Max.
"I'm Prelia. I work here."
By an employee working with Max, no less.
Ah, the moment her master's authority crumbled.
"N-nice to meet you."
Meiko's awkward smile.
She didn't know what to do.
What to say.
A master caught masturbating in her disciple's workshop.
Did I call Max's name?
Good if not.
Did she hear the 'sis' stuff?
Please no.
Her head spun.
"Max's—no, the boss's master... I had no idea."
Prelia didn't seem fazed by the masturbation.
Why?
"A-are you used to this sort of thing?"
Ah, should have changed the subject.
Why did I ask that?
Meiko bit her lip, berating herself.
"Oh, well. Occupational hazard, you see. We see it often..."
"Often?"
"Yes. Massaging customers, showing illusions—they spread their legs and do it themselves a lot."
"Ah..."
Right.
Max showed all sorts of illusions here.
His employees would...
Then.
"Huh? Isn't that Bretilla Flower?"
Prelia beamed, pointing at it.
"Ah, yes. It is. But how did you know? Only illusion mages usually do..."
"I'm studying this stuff too. As expected of the boss's master! How did you find such a rare flower... Only a total pervert could."
Meiko flinched, head down at Prelia's words.
"I-I'm not, u-um, a lewd woman..."
Her ashamed mumble was too quiet for Prelia to catch.
"As expected of the boss's master!"
"B-but it doesn't work. The illusion's physicality was weak even with the potion."
"Ah, if you're not in the know, it won't work right."
"Yes?"
"Want me to try it and show you?"
Meiko sensed Prelia's smiling gaze wasn't entirely innocent.