Chapter 190: Sitri (6)
Chapter 190: Sitri (6)
Sitri closed her eyes, letting the hot spray of the shower wash over her body.
As she moved her hands to clean herself, a soft moan escaped her lips the moment her fingers brushed against her vulva.
“Haa…♡”
The area was still incredibly sensitive from being taken by Han Shin just moments ago; the afterglow of their encounter still lingered.
The semen Han Shin had poured deep inside her was trickling back out. She washed away the white fluid that clung to her vulva and the insides of her thighs.
Normally, she would have found the fluids of any other male to be filthy and fishy, but Han Shin’s was different.
When she had been unable to move her body properly from the sheer pleasure of being held by him, she had let it spill out carelessly.
What a waste…
Now that she had regained some control over her body, Sitri squeezed her nether lips tight, trying to keep the rest inside.
Because Han Shin had poured such a massive amount into her, she could clearly feel the semen sloshing within her uterus, though she could also feel the volume gradually decreasing.
There is holy power infused within his semen… and it’s being absorbed into my body…
Sitri caressed her lower abdomen, savoring the happiness and satisfaction Han Shin had given her.
As she continued to wash, she checked the holy power within her body once more.
No matter how many times she checked, it was a power diametrically opposed to the dark mana she originally possessed.
For her, someone who had always wielded dark mana derived from the Evil Gods, the idea of her body being filled with holy power was beyond imagination. It simply didn't make sense.
At this point, it felt almost surreal.
She wondered if it was a dream, but it was undeniably reality.
Sitri realized that Han Shin was a member of the Benevolent God Faction—the very force the demons in Nippur were so wary of.
After all, there was no doubt that it was Han Shin who had bestowed this holy power upon her.
The moment she had stepped into the bathroom, she had caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror…
She was markedly different from before.
Her actual features hadn't changed, but the overall aura she exuded had transformed. Her skin, which had always been deathly pale, was now flushed with vibrant life.
It felt like human skin. Previously, she had possessed a sharp, cold atmosphere—something she had considered natural and took for granted.
But now, she looked full of vitality, which made her feel more feminine and soft.
As a Battle Succubus—a breed of succubus that prioritized martial arts and the pursuit of power—Sitri wouldn't have normally viewed such a change favorably. And yet…
Huh…? Why don't I feel bad about this…?
Things were different now.
As a demon, Sitri had always looked down on humans. Yet, the fact that she now felt more human didn't bother her in the least.
Sitri brushed her hair back and opened her eyes.
She had been feeling a sense of dissonance for a while now. It had been faint and hard to grasp at first, but now it was becoming increasingly clear.
She was the strongest among the demons who followed Asmodeus. Having received Asmodeus’s grace and dark mana, her loyalty to him should have been absolute.
Therefore, Sitri should have felt a profound sense of revulsion toward her current situation. She should have felt loathing and hatred for Han Shin… and perhaps even for herself.
But those feelings were nowhere to be found.
She had nearly died during the accident while crossing the rift in the dimensional barrier, only to luckily survive and land on Earth. The fact that she had lost all her dark mana and that her body could no longer produce it had weighed heavily on her.
Until now, she had dismissed it as a temporary phenomenon, hopefully assuming she would eventually recover. But now, she reached the conclusion that her body might never be able to generate dark mana on its own again.
Since coming to Earth, I haven't thought about Asmodeus even once.
Not only that, Sitri realized she was no longer bound to Asmodeus.
Once she reached that realization, her mind cleared.
She understood why she, a being who should have been the polar opposite of Han Shin, felt no rejection toward him and could even accept his holy power.
The accident during the transition to Earth completely changed my very existence… I am no longer Asmodeus’s demon.
With that thought, all her lingering doubts vanished.
Sitri’s top priority was now Han Shin.
Though it had only been a day since they met, she was certain that Han Shin was a special existence—a man she must never let go of.
I should tell him everything honestly.
Judging by Han Shin’s reaction earlier and how he had treated her so far, he knew nothing about her past and was merely at the stage of being suspicious.
In this situation, she decided it was better to be truthful rather than hide her past.
Sitri was the one who had commanded Asmodeus’s demons in Nippur and planned the invasion of Earth. And the greatest obstacle to that plan was the Benevolent God Faction.
Specifically, the group known as the Moon Shadow Party.
Based on the information transmitted through the Demonic Humans and the analysis of dungeon logs, there was only one person who could be the man she was looking for.
The knight in silver armor. The one who called himself 'Knight.'
It must be Knight…
By piecing together small clues, Sitri continued to draw closer to the truth. By the time she finished washing and was ready to leave, she had organized all her thoughts.
Instead of taking a leisurely bath, Sitri hurried so she could speak with Han Shin. She emerged from the bathroom much faster than most women would.
The fact that she could deduce the truth and settle her thoughts in such a short time was a testament to how brilliant she was.
“Han Shin-nim… you should go wash now.”
Sitri stepped out of the bathroom, partially covering her front with a towel as she spoke. Her form of address had shifted from 'Han Shin-ssi' to 'Han Shin-nim.'
Having vaguely realized Han Shin’s identity and knowing she had to confess her own, she felt the need to change the egalitarian attitude she had maintained until now.
“You can just call me what you did before…”
“No, it’s fine. Oh… you’ve already finished cleaning…”
Sitri had intended to get dressed after leaving the bathroom and then clean up the traces of the lovemaking she and Han Shin had shared.
But there was no need.
Han Shin had a Cleanse Artifact stored in his subspace, and he had used it to clean the room while Sitri was showering.
“I’ll head in and wash up quickly.”
“Yes.”
The long towel, which started just above the areolas of her breasts, covered her most private areas, but her silhouette alone was devastatingly beautiful.
Sitri was speaking in a polite and cautious manner, but to Han Shin, that very demeanor made her even more provocative.
She was still a succubus with an inherently lewd nature. Even without trying to seduce him or performing any specific act, her natural sensuality oozed from her.
Han Shin headed straight into the bathroom. As he passed, Sitri noticed that his dick was already erect.
Sitri was bracing herself in her own way.
If she confessed her true identity to Han Shin, there was a distinct possibility he might abandon her.
Of course, she loved and trusted him, believing he wouldn't cast her aside.
However, even if she was wrong, she was prepared to accept whatever reaction Han Shin had.
Being a man and wanting to talk to Sitri as soon as possible, Han Shin finished his shower quickly.
When he stepped out, he saw Sitri standing there, waiting for him. She had put back on the black leather suit she had been wearing earlier and was holding a towel.
"Han Shin-nim, let me help you."
Sitri hadn't exactly received this kind of service when she was a demon, but she knew very well that other high-ranking demons did.
She wanted to do anything she could for Han Shin and wanted to get on his good side, which prompted her actions.
The thought of being abandoned by him was something she didn't even want to imagine.
Now, the only option left for her was to stay by his side.
"Uh... um... I appreciate the thought. But I'm more comfortable doing it myself... Could you wait just a moment?"
Feeling burdened by such service, Han Shin declined her offer as gently as possible so as not to hurt her feelings.
Sitri felt a slight pang of anxiety at his words, but she quickly moved as he asked, realizing that being overly clingy or pushy would only burden him.
As he dried himself with the towel, Han Shin watched Sitri. He confirmed once more that her actions and the affection she showed him were not lies.
Han Shin took a spare set of clothes from his subspace—underwear, a white shirt, and black cloth trousers—and put them on before approaching Sitri.
The two sat down across from each other at a small table provided in the hotel room for tea.
Sitri’s eyes remained fixed on Han Shin as he walked toward her, her gaze following him like a puppy waiting for its master.
As soon as Han Shin took his seat, she spoke.
"May I speak first?"
"Yes. Please."
Sitri immediately began to pour out everything about herself to Han Shin.