Chapter 27
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: Mansion Exploration, Final Battle (*Rimjob Warning)
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#1 Mansion Exploration, Final Battle (*Rimjob Warning)
(*This chapter includes a scene where the protagonist rims a man, commonly known as a rimjob. If such descriptions make you uncomfortable, please proceed with caution or skip the early parts and start from the middle.)
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Ever since arriving in this fog-shrouded city—more precisely, since coming to this mansion—I've often felt a sense of confusion.
My consciousness would drift away, or I'd be enveloped in a strange sense of dissonance, or there were times when I couldn't even properly grasp what I was doing.
Sometimes, I'd even forget the reason I came here, or the fact that I'm an exorcist.
Is it simply because my condition isn't great, or—
...No, that's as far as it goes. I think I was told not to think any deeper about it. I shouldn't dwell on the unease or the questions.
'I won't forget that I'm an exorcist. I can't afford to.'
And the reason I came to this city shrouded in fog.
As long as I don't forget that, I won't disappear. No matter what problems arise, it'll be fine.
So, don't forget.
Let me remind myself once more.
I'm an exorcist.
Gyeol Ryeong, the exorcist.
Day 7 had begun.
As always, after finishing breakfast, the morning training started.
Lick... lick...
"Good, good, you're doing great. That's how it's done. Put your tongue in a bit more... yeah, like that. Keep your hands moving too. Fondle the balls a little."
Following the Chairman's instructions, I was currently rimming him. My hand stroked his cock, giving him a handjob.
This was my first time doing something like rimming, and right up until the moment I started, I definitely felt some resistance. But once I actually got into it, that reluctance almost completely vanished.
Was it because, before the service began, he had teased my body so intensely—caressing me until my mind felt like it was melting—that I shook my head and refused at first?
Or was it thanks to the Chairman's persuasion, telling me I'd get used to it quickly and even start to like it?
Or maybe it was because Dom whispered in my ear things like, "All the 'dislike' feelings Ryeongie is thinking right now will turn into 'like' feelings"?
Either way, the initial disgust and resistance I felt were completely gone now. Not a trace remained.
Instead, the more I licked his ass, the more a loving affection welled up inside me.
'I like it... I like it...'
'This shouldn't be happening, but it tastes sweet and delicious...'
This filthy place felt sweet and tasty, and my body and mind melted into a gooey mess as time passed.
Above all, he said it felt good for him... so I wanted to suck and lick like this forever...
Soon, semen began spurting from the Chairman's cock with wet bursts.
I aimed his cock carefully, catching the semen in my open palm.
A bit spilled because there was so much, but that couldn't be helped. I brought the handful of semen to my mouth and poured it in. Then I licked my palm clean, not leaving a drop behind.
At some point, Dom had approached and was stroking my nipples while whispering in my ear.
"You spilled some on the floor too, our little Ryeong☆. That's not allowed. Didn't I always tell you?"
"...Because it's the Master's precious semen... I can't waste even a little..."
"That's right. Aww, you did so well. So, what do you have to do now?"
Without answering, I immediately lowered myself, got on all fours, and licked up the remaining semen from the floor.
As I lay prone on the floor with my impudent ass raised high, Dom, who had come closer, patted it approvingly. It made me so happy that I unwittingly wiggled my hips side to side.
Today's morning training ended a little earlier than usual.
The Chairman apparently had some business to attend to and was busy.
The afternoon training with Maid Dom would be skipped as well. We'd still do the 'nutrient water' bath and massage before dinner, but the time before that was free to rest or do as I pleased.
I felt a slight pang of disappointment that the morning session was short, but I shifted my mindset, thinking it was for the best. After all, I had something important to take care of today that would require some time.
And the evening training would proceed as usual. So, I could just look forward to evening.
...Look forward? Why would I be looking forward to—
'...No, it's nothing. Don't worry about it. Unease like this...'
I shook my head and walked down the mansion's corridor. Dom was walking beside me.
"Are you alright, Lady Ryeong? You don't look so good."
"...It's nothing..."
Dom had returned to her usual polite tone. I didn't mind much, but she sometimes spoke more casually. Even the way she addressed me changed.
Not that I planned to make an issue of it.
I didn't even know her exact age, and it felt a bit burdensome to be treated like a guest with constant formalities.
Besides, even though Dom looked youthful, she seemed far more mature and experienced than me—definitely older. It was better if she spoke comfortably.
We had an early lunch, and now Dom and I were walking along the first-floor corridor.
Ever since receiving the request on the first day, I'd been steadily exploring the mansion every day.
It was the same during days 4 through 6. During the free time between morning and afternoon training, I'd made time to wander the mansion.
I no longer encountered incinerator-class yokai like the first one, but I managed to exorcise several lesser ones.
Still, I hadn't found the target yokai.
Two yokai had taken over this mansion. One had such a faint presence that it was hard to tell if it even existed, but the other was definitely exerting influence over the mansion and part of the surrounding area.
The yokai I found inside the mansion had grown stronger due to that yokai's power, no doubt.
'I've checked every room in the mansion... And there's no way I wouldn't have noticed something with that much presence in the same room.'
My detection ability still wasn't working properly.
But I'd explored this much. I'd noted yokai spawn locations, visually confirmed yokai power flows in every nook and cranny—not just by feel—and compiling that data allowed me to reach a conclusion even without relying on detection.
And calculations like this were child's play for a genius like me.
"...? Lady Ryeong? Why here of all places?"
After a final check, I arrived at a corner of the first-floor corridor with full confidence.
It was a dim space where even the lighting barely reached, so people rarely went there.
"When I was exploring the mansion, I noticed something odd."
"...? Something odd?"
"There's definitely space underground, but no path leading down."
At least Dom seemed unaware of the basement's existence or the way to it.
She didn't know the full layout of the mansion. So I'd investigated thoroughly myself, but found no suspicious path downward.
I'd dismissed it as possibly a mistake, but now I couldn't ignore it.
Based on my analysis of the investigation data, yokai spawn patterns, residual yokai power traces, and more—the target was definitely underground.
"Step back a little."
I placed my hand on the blank wall of the ordinary corridor.
"【Dispel】"
With the incantation, I injected spiritual power shaped into a spell into the wall.
At the same time, sparks erupted noisily from the wall. Black lightning-like flames burst forth, but they harmlessly dissipated against the spiritual barrier protecting me and Dom.
And in the next moment, the wall's form changed.
What had looked like an ordinary wall moments ago was now a rusted iron door.
"A concealment spell... Yokai use them sometimes, but this one is quite..."
Ingenious and delicate spellwork.
Mid-grade yokai could use similar spells instinctively, but one this refined suggested superior intelligence—an upper-grade, or possibly top-grade yokai.
'The only equipment I have is this one talisman...'
I fiddled with the foot-long wooden stick in my hand, then opened the door without hesitation.
Beyond the open iron door lay a dark corridor and iron stairs leading underground.
Clang... clang...
I descended the stairs in my sneakers. Even without stepping hard, the ancient stairs creaked loudly. It felt like they might collapse if I misstepped.
The path downward didn't last long.
At the end of the descending corridor was another door.
And beyond that door, thick yokai energy emanated. The kind that could harm ordinary people if exposed for too long—like a poison.
"...Bingo, I think."
I could tell intuitively. The yokai beyond this door was the core one that had claimed this mansion.
Before breaching, I glanced back once more.
There stood Maid Dom, holding a large lantern and following me. ...Maybe because of the atmosphere, Dom looked unusually tense.
"Alright, we're going in now... Are you sure you want to come, Dom? It could be dangerous."
"Yes, it's fine. I want to see it with my own eyes."
"...I'll cast a protective spell on you, then. And if it gets even a little dangerous, get out immediately. Don't worry about me."
After a final stern warning, I applied the protective spell to Dom and finally opened the door.
The door swung open, revealing the yokai crouched in the darkness beyond—and its true nature.