Chapter 15
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: #1 Day 2, Resuming Exploration
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The first time I experienced sex was astonishing.
I lost myself completely in that cock, sucking on it greedily over and over, rubbing my body against it like a playful tease. At other times, I climaxed wildly as fingers probed every inch of me, fondled me, sucked on me. Then, of my own will, I spread my hole wide and took that cock inside, turning myself into the Chairman's personal meat toilet.
Countless times, I welcomed his hot semen brimming with lustful energy deep into my body—into this pussy and womb.
At that moment, I was nothing but a shameless bitch in heat. A meat urinal, a cock sleeve, a pussy slave.
But knowing that didn't change a damn thing.
The pleasure had been overwhelming, and my body had clearly been in some fucked-up state.
My consciousness blacked out and snapped back repeatedly. Each time it did, the place and situation had shifted, but the sex never stopped.
Finally, amid the greatest climax of all, I lost consciousness completely.
That's probably where my memories end.
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The next day, I woke up in the Chairman's bedroom on his bed.
The sun was already high in the sky, and no one was beside me.
The Chairman must have gotten up and left earlier. Here I was, a guest, sleeping in later than the host.
This was the first time I'd slept so late. I could blame it on going to bed late, but I couldn't even remember what time I'd fallen asleep last night.
Vaguely, I thought I'd drifted off after seeing the sun rise, but I wasn't sure.
Anyway, if need be, I could minimize sleep. As an exorcist, forcibly regulating my body's condition was no big deal.
I could go a whole week without sleep, food, or water if I had to.
Being capable of it and actually needing to were two different things, though. No reason to push it.
'What the hell did I do yesterday...'
I'd been so out of my mind that I couldn't remember everything that happened.
But I knew it had been something insanely extreme. The lingering discomfort in my body right now was proof it hadn't been a dream or delusion—it was real.
A strange feeling drew my hand to my crotch. No thick white fluid gushed out like yesterday, but I could feel the sticky remnants of something dried and crusted there.
I struggled to sit up in bed.
Exhaustion weighed down my entire body. I'd probably kept getting fucked senseless even after passing out. For my first time, this was way too intense. An all-nighter followed by post-blackout sex? Come on.
For now, I sat cross-legged on the bed and sorted out my energy with Soul Breathing.
I could feel how much spiritual power I'd burned through last night. Not enough to hinder my activities, though.
On top of that, for whatever reason, a ton of lustful energy had built up in my body, so I purified and expelled it.
I couldn't flush it all out at once, but I managed a good amount.
Once I did, vitality surged through my body, which had felt so heavy moments before.
Sensing someone outside, I slowly opened my eyes.
Knock knock.
"Pardon the intrusion, Lady Gyeol Ryeong... Oh my, you're already up. I thought you'd sleep longer."
It was Maid Dom.
She must have been with us until late last night—or rather, late this morning. Yet she showed no signs of fatigue. If anything, she looked even more energetic than yesterday, her skin practically glowing like she'd eaten something amazing.
Man, Dom really is a beauty. I think that every time I see her.
If I weren't me, I might've fallen for her. She's pretty close to my type.
"How's your body holding up? Yesterday's 'education' was pretty intense. Anything sore or uncomfortable?"
"No, I'm fine. Feeling great."
"...For real?"
Dom eyed me skeptically, but after a short session of tuning my energy, I was brimming with vitality.
Regulating energy and hitting peak condition on demand was essential for a top-tier exorcist.
"...Impressive. Nothing hurts anywhere? Your stomach, or your pussy?"
Her wording was blunt, but after spending the whole day together yesterday, I'd gotten used to Dom's way of talking. No surprise there.
More like, hurts?
"? Well... there's a bit of discomfort down there in my crotch, but nothing that'll get in the way."
"That's not just tough—that's ridiculously durable. Must be because you're a strong exorcist. At this rate, maybe we won't even need endurance mods..."
"Dom?"
"It's nothing. Lady Gyeol Ryeong, you've got an incredibly sturdy body."
Getting called strong always gives me a little ego boost.
I flexed my arm to show off like I was proving it, but all I got was a modest, flat mound. My face heated up at the pointless display.
Still, these slender arms could output more power than three grown men combined.
Exorcists reinforce their bodies with spiritual power, so even without bulky muscles, we can unleash far more strength than we look capable of.
"Anyway, let's get you washed up and have a late lunch. Sound good?"
No reason to refuse. I left the room and headed to the bathroom I'd used yesterday.
"Um, about the clothes... You said you'd prepare new ones."
"Ah, right. We did."
"And the tracksuit I took off yesterday. I can't remember when, but do you know where it is? Could you bring that too...?"
"But Lady Gyeol Ryeong, you're already wearing it. The slightly mature black lingerie I prepared for you, and the tracksuit over that."
...Huh...? I'm wearing clothes...?
......It's true. I am. Clothes. On my body...
Again. Another fog-induced hallucination? I'd been pestering Dom for clothes while fully dressed. What an embarrassment. What am I doing?
The lingerie Dom prepared fit perfectly—no restrictions on movement. The tracksuit felt way lighter and more breathable than my usual one.
Sometimes it felt eerily empty, like I was naked, but that was impossible. Just my imagination.
"Hehe, looks good on you. You'll have to strip anyway for all sorts of things, so might as well stay undressed. Plus, it's a treat for my eyes. You wandering around clueless, jiggling your tits, ass, and pussy—it's so damn cute."
Something about the way Dom looked at me felt off. Like drool at the corner of her mouth. Muttering something under her breath.
But it had to be my imagination. Dom wouldn't do that. No way she'd eye another woman's body like that.
Anyway, I'd washed up and changed.
Now it was time to get moving with the next phase.
I finished lunch. Another excellent meal, though the lustful energy soaked into it was a bit nagging.
Today's "education" was scheduled after dinner.
And after lunch, there was a short break.
But I was already fully recharged—no rest needed.
Despite the spiritual power drain from last night, as a genius, I naturally cycle Soul Breathing at all times. That refills it quick.
So, with this rare free time, I decided to resume yesterday's exploration.
The mansion search commissioned by the Chairman.
Yesterday, I'd found traces and yokai energy from some unknown yokai.
But no sign of the yokai itself.
'This'll drag on. Though a week should still be plenty.'
I wasn't planning to comb through room by room like yesterday.
Too time-consuming and inefficient.
Instead, I had the yokai power essence I'd gathered yesterday during the search, plus various tools scattered around the room. Combining them, I whipped up a makeshift detection talisman.
It wasn't precise since it was improvised, but good enough to guide the direction.
Using a dowsing-like spell, I roughly pinpointed the yokai's location within the mansion.
As expected, precision sucked, but I got results. A few spots with strong yokai energy.
I narrowed the candidates as much as possible, but with a hasty talisman, expecting more was greedy.
Once I had the shortlist, I picked the most promising one and headed there.
I didn't know the mansion's layout well, so Dom came along to guide me.
"The incinerator? You mean that yokai monster's in the incinerator?"
"Not certain. Just a strong possibility. That's why we're checking it out now."
The first major search spot was the incinerator behind the mansion.
Yokai tend to haunt certain areas or facilities. Incinerators are one of them. That's why I prioritized it.
Not the only reason, though.
—Lady Gyeol Ryeong's luggage was all burned in the incinerator this morning.
'She said she tossed my stuff in the incinerator.'
Not mad about it. If Dom did it, there must've been a reason—I'd convinced myself of that somehow.
Still, maybe some talismans survived unburned.
Talismans and tools trigger supernatural phenomena, defying physics sometimes.
So, even if burned, some might remain intact. Worth checking.
'If I had proper tools, this search would've been a breeze. Not mandatory, but damn convenient.'
With that in mind, Dom and I headed to the incinerator.
And there, I came face-to-face with it.