Chapter 18
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 18
Chapter Title: #1 Morning of Suspicion (Gyeol Ryeong - Right After Modification, Nipple Masturbation)
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A yokai's corpse scatters into dust and mist. But that's not the end of it.
The dust and mist are the yokai's very essence. In other words, a mass of yokai power and lustful energy.
Depending on the environment, it might settle right there in place, or drift away like smoke on the wind.
To prevent that, Gyeol Ryeong had compressed all the remnants of the yokai and sealed them into this vial.
Not only that, but the lustful energy that had thickened the air in that spot due to the yokai was gathered up as well.
Normally, such a buildup of lustful energy would give birth to a new yokai, but under the management of an exorcist's spells, there was no need to worry about that now.
The gathered lustful energy had to be purified over time with great care. Once purified into a pure mass of power, it could be used for all sorts of things—weapons, spells, and more.
How quickly and how purely it could be refined was a measure of an exorcist's skill. It was the most basic task for any exorcist, yet also the most crucial element.
Moreover, these purified power masses could be sold for money. The Association had a dedicated outlet for them, and even as a freelancer, Gyeol Ryeong made a tidy profit through it.
This was the merit in exorcising yokai even without taking commissions directly. There were other materials to harvest from them too, making yokai hunts profitable in all sorts of ways.
"I asked for it and took it."
"Well done. It wasn't much, but better than nothing."
It was a yokai whose existence they knew of but couldn't handle themselves due to circumstances.
Having it dealt with without lifting a finger was something to be grateful for.
The Chairman picked up the vial, peered at its contents, and uncapped it.
With a gesture of his hand, the contents flowed out and gathered atop his palm.
A round, compressed lump of lustful energy.
The Chairman popped it into his widely opened mouth and swallowed it down.
For a moment, a faint black aura surged from his body, but it was quickly reined in and vanished.
As the energy settled, the Chairman sat there looking exactly as before. His appearance and aura both screamed ordinary human, no matter how you sliced it.
"...No change. Still disgustingly tasteless."
"It doesn't look too appetizing either. Your tastes are certainly unique."
There were many ways to consume lustful energy.
Doing it that way was the quickest and most convenient, but it was probably also to the Chairman's personal taste.
Anyway, he glanced her way.
"Dom."
"Yes, Master."
"You're drooling."
Dom blinked rapidly for a moment.
Two beats later, she realized he was right—saliva was dribbling from the corner of her mouth.
It couldn't be helped. As a succubus, she hadn't had sex for days, and then there was the lustful energy the Chairman had just exuded, plus the throbbing erection straining against his pants...
"Hehe... hehehe... Master...♡ I can't hold back anymore...♡"
Dom pressed hard against her crotch over her skirt, curling her body in a coquettish display.
She didn't look capable of any restraint whatsoever.
There was no reason to stop her anyway, and tonight was modification night, so Gyeol Ryeong's body wouldn't be available.
"It's been a while, so shall I reward you?"
At the Chairman's permissive gesture, Dom lit up with joy like she might leap into the air.
And without holding back a second longer, she hurriedly stripped off her clothes, baring her alluring naked form in an instant.
Atop her bare head, two horns had sprouted unnoticed.
Wings fluttered from her back, and a springy tail swayed from her rear.
Without hiding her succubus form, she approached the Chairman and nestled into his embrace.
She kissed his face, his nape, his lips, wrapping him even tighter with her wings and tail, overflowing with immense joy from that alone.
Even as a succubus, Dom's eyes quickly glazed over as she let out a deep, "Haaaaah♡" sigh.
She seemed even more debauched and steeped in lust than Gyeol Ryeong had been the night before, lost to aphrodisiacs and spells.
And in the next moment, Dom had yanked down the Chairman's pants and was eagerly sucking on his magnificent cock.
Lewd slurping sounds mingled with affectionate moans that sounded utterly delighted and cherished.
The Chairman gazed down imperiously at Dom, then shifted his eyes back to Gyeol Ryeong's projection in the air.
Black hair and ruby-red eyes like gems. Plump, alluring breasts and sharply curved hips. Her smooth abdomen and shallow navel, her succulent thighs and crotch—every inch was perfectly shaped to tempt a man.
"...Hmm."
No one but him knew what he was thinking or what that sound meant.
And Dom, not caring about anything else, redoubled her efforts on his cock. Even as a succubus, she turned clumsier than a virgin before it, climaxing from the fellatio alone as her body twitched and shuddered...
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'Feels like I had one hell of a dream...'
Morning. As I sat up in bed, I frowned at the fragmented, dreamlike memories and images floating in my head.
At the same time, I noticed something off about my body.
What was it? Incredibly sensitive. Hypersensitive, almost.
The air brushing my skin felt irritating, and the sheets and blanket against me grated on my nerves.
But it wasn't a big deal. Just like those occasional off days—nothing more.
'...But why... are my nipples...'
Looking down, at the peak of my still-unfamiliar ample breasts stood pretty pink nipples, stiff and erect. Obvious even at a glance.
This part felt even more sensitive than the rest of my body—way more. Exposed to the air, they felt both cold and hot. A mere puff of breath might make me jump.
There wasn't any particular reason as I reached for a nipple.
It just happened unconsciously, thoughtlessly. Maybe I was wondering just how sensitive it'd be in this state.
"—Eeeeek?!"
My fingertip touched the nipple.
And with that alone, something pierced through my mind and surged up.
What, what is this? Why does it feel like this? Why so sensitive?
I'd just noted how my skin felt prickly, but this was beyond that. A mere brief touch sent hot waves rushing to my crotch and womb.
'What's going on... with my body...'
Just from the nipples. And yet, an unfamiliar wrongness permeated my body everywhere, different from yesterday.
Did every spot with this sensation react like this? So much that a light touch would make me squeal?
In a mix of tension and curiosity I couldn't name, I threw off the blanket and examined my body again.
For some reason, Dom was late today.
She always appeared right around when I woke up, like she'd been waiting.
So this was partly that maid's fault.
If she'd come, and told me to go wash up, I would've gotten right up and gone.
I didn't even have clothes anyway, so she needed to bring some.
This was unavoidable.
Like idly flipping book pages when bored, or spinning a fan without thinking.
"Hoo... haa... oooh...♡ Weird... so weird... this is...♡♡"
Squatting on the bed, I let out a sigh close to a groan.
My nipples wouldn't go down since morning. Swollen hard, I kept fiddling with them.
I knew I shouldn't, but they drew me in—I couldn't let go.
Incredibly sensitive, yet weirdly addictive.
Whether from the feel of touching them or the pleasure surging each time, I couldn't say.
'Even... more than my clit... sensitive... I think... not sure...'
I didn't really know clitoral stimulation. Just washing barely registered.
Recalling when the Chairman or Dom touched it, though—it felt stronger, vaguely.
That much. My nipples' sensitivity had spiked. Just the sensitivity.
I scraped a nipple with my nail—crisp. A shiver shot through, piercing my womb and pussy.
Wet my finger with saliva, pinched it between slick digits, and rubbed: scrch-scrch-scrch. Weird noise again. Body arched back on its own. Another shiver. Ahh, I came. Came already. Three times from nipples in this short span.
"Hngh... oogh... hnnngh...♡♡"
Too sensitive, didn't want to cum like this, but that addictiveness... I finally pulled my hands away, shaking off the reluctance.
Relaxation hit, nearly toppling me; I braced on my thighs and knees.
But just touching my legs sparked another jolt. Like lightly grazing a pleasure spot, my pussy. I yanked my hand away hastily, stumbled, and gripped the bedsheet to steady myself.
Weird. Weird. Weird.
My body was blatantly off. Hypersensitive.
"......."
'If other spots are this much... then down there... my... pussy...'
No resistance even to the word "pussy" anymore. Whatever.
I swallowed hard, gazing between my legs. Cautiously, sliding my hand down my belly precariously toward it.
As that hand neared its target—
Knock knock
-Miss Gyeol Ryeong~ Are you awake?
The knock, and Dom the maid's voice.
Only then did I snap to, startling and yanking my hand away in a panic.