Chapter 189: Sitri (5)
Chapter 189: Sitri (5)
‘Oh… I’m in trouble.’
As his reason finally returned, a chill ran down Han Shin’s spine at the realization of what he had done.
‘Ugh… I must be crazy! How could I do this to a woman I only met yesterday…?’
Han Shin looked down at Sitri, the captivating beauty with violet hair who lay unconscious beside him.
Sitri, who had been relentlessly taken by him until moments ago, was now drenched in sweat. Semen was oozing and trickling from between her splayed legs.
Clutching his head in his hands, Han Shin felt a wave of self-loathing wash over him.
‘Ugh… Why couldn't I control myself? I should have left immediately…’
He should have walked out the moment the atmosphere turned strange after entering Sitri’s room, but he hadn't. In the end, he had succumbed to her temptation, unable to overcome the desire to hold her.
Rather than resentment toward Sitri, Han Shin was currently overwhelmed by a sense of pathetic inadequacy and intense guilt. Furthermore, he was in the room right next to his own.
The thought that the three people waiting for him were just on the other side of the wall while he was busy ravishing Sitri made the guilt even heavier.
‘It’s no different from betraying everyone…’
The woman he had just finished defiling at his leisure was someone who had almost been raped by scum only yesterday. He had stepped in to save her, yet the very next day, he had engaged in such frenzied sex with her.
‘It… It makes it look like I only helped her yesterday because I wanted this to happen.’
As Han Shin sat there berating himself and agonizing over how to handle the situation, Sitri watched him with a faint smile.
Having just opened her eyes, Sitri was experiencing for the first time the reality that pleasure from sex could truly leave one’s body devoid of all strength. She was certain that he was the best man she had ever met.
Until now, she hadn't particularly liked being born a Succubus. Her lewd nature as a Succubus wasn't particularly helpful in battle. To her, males weren't beings she took much notice of. In a way, they were merely tools to be used, and sex was nothing more than a means to an end, employed occasionally for other needs.
But by being held by Han Shin, she had discovered the joy of being a woman—of being a female. She felt a profound sense of regret that she was only getting to know him now.
Sitri was someone who had once regretted her choice to cross over to Earth through the rift in the Dimensional Barrier. She had pushed for the move despite her subordinates' protests, and many of them had died in the process. She had felt sorry for them, and the weight of that guilt had made her rue her decision.
But now, she didn't regret it so much.
‘I’m sorry to everyone… but coming to Earth wasn't so bad.’
Sitri thought of herself as a shameless bitch, but she no longer felt that crushing guilt toward the demons who had died following her. Meeting Han Shin like this brought her more happiness and held far more meaning for her.
Seeing Han Shin clutching his head in what looked like regret, Sitri assumed he felt guilty about having sex with her so soon after saving her. Her guess was half-right. To put him at ease, she spoke up cautiously.
“Do you… regret having sex with me?”
Han Shin flinched, startled that Sitri—whom he thought was still unconscious—was awake and speaking to him.
“Ah, no. It’s just…”
Because she had woken up sooner than expected, Han Shin, who hadn't finished organizing his thoughts, let his voice trail off.
Sitri turned her body toward him, her legs drawn together and draped to the side. The movement caused her large breasts to sway naturally, and soon, Han Shin felt a warm sensation against his arm.
“I know it might feel sudden since we only just met. But this is the first time I’ve felt this way about someone, so I summoned the courage to do this.”
Han Shin could feel the affection in her voice and realized she was being sincere. He didn't know why things had turned out this way or what Sitri saw in him, but since she was being so earnest, he couldn't treat her lightly either.
However, he couldn't find the right words to respond. He already had three women, and Sitri didn't know that yet. This made it difficult for him to give her a positive answer.
Sensing his hesitation, Sitri felt a flicker of anxiety.
‘Is it… because I was too aggressive? Does he dislike me because I seem easy?’
“Do you… dislike me?”
“No. It’s not that…”
Han Shin hesitated before deciding he had to be honest and tell her he already had other women.
“I already have other women in my life. And because of the work I do…”
“I don’t mind!”
Sitri had already realized from the way he held her that he was quite experienced and skilled, so she had expected as much. She immediately cut him off, stepping closer to show her acceptance.
Han Shin was taken aback by her bold approach. Initially, because she had pale skin and looked sickly—and because she had almost been victimized by those men—he had perceived her as a fragile woman.
‘Now that I think about it, she was wearing a daring outfit like a black racing suit… maybe I was just prejudiced.’
He began to think that this proactive, seductive side of her was her true self.
Amidst these thoughts, Han Shin suddenly realized that Sitri’s skin was no longer pale. Before they had slept together, her skin had been ghostly white, but now it looked healthy and full of life. He had been so consumed by lust while holding her, and then so preoccupied with his own guilt afterward, that he hadn't noticed until now.
Now that he recognized the change, the suspicion that Sitri wasn't an ordinary person began to take root. Until now, he had just thought of her as a beautiful woman and hadn't looked deeper. But now that things felt off, he recalled that her name was unusual, and the "racing suit" she had been wearing wasn't actually a racing suit at all.
A brief silence fell between them.
Sitri, too, had realized the state of her body while she was speaking to him. She felt a power within her that she had never experienced before. She had nearly died crossing over to Earth, and though she had miraculously survived, she hadn't had a single drop of Dark Mana left.
Yet, after having sex with Han Shin, she felt a power inside her that wasn't Dark Mana—a power she had never possessed. It was a baffling transformation. Since this change had occurred right after their encounter, she couldn't help but think that while she knew Han Shin was an Awakener, he was far from ordinary.
‘This is… impossible…’
She had a vague idea of what the power inside her was, but she tried to deny it, dismissing it as something else because it seemed so absurd. However, it was undeniably the Holy Power of the Benevolent God lineage. She had faced many who used such power, so there was no way she could mistake the sensation.
Han Shin felt Sitri, who had been smiling and approaching him so boldly just a moment ago, suddenly grow tense against his skin. Seeing her face turn so serious, he realized they both knew very little about each other… and that Sitri might be a much more significant being than he had imagined.
‘I think we need to have a long talk… but first, I need to contact Noona.’
“Shall we wash up and talk?”
“Ah… yes. Let’s do that…”
“You go ahead and wash first.”
“Okay…”
If it had been a moment ago when she was aggressively pursuing him, she might have tempted him to wash together, but Sitri also needed time to sort through her thoughts. She accepted his suggestion to go first.
Sitri pulled away from Han Shin, stood up, and headed for the bathroom. Her voluptuous body, with her swaying breasts, was the very definition of a lewd masterpiece designed to provoke a male’s instincts. Watching her from behind, Han Shin felt a momentary urge to follow her into the bathroom and take her again, but he restrained himself.
With the sound of the shower running in the background, Han Shin hurriedly searched for his smartphone.
“Ugh… five hours have passed…”
Naturally, his phone was flooded with dozens of missed calls, texts, and messages. He had told them he was going out for some fresh air and then vanished for five hours; it was obvious they would be worried sick. The guilt intensified as he imagined them searching frantically for him outside.
Han Shin quickly sent a text saying that something had come up but that he was safe, asking them to wait just a little longer.