Chapter 29
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Day 7 Night #1: The Dragon Was Slain, But (Gyeol Ryeong - Aphrodisiac Massage)
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The imoogi that had been slumbering in the basement vanished just like that.
Thanks to awakening it from its sleep, there was no damage to the mansion or the surrounding area. I did it myself, but I think it was a clean and excellent job.
However, that wasn't the end of things.
Even though it had been hiding its power, a being of that magnitude had disappeared. For a while, this mansion and the surrounding territory would become a massive power vacuum, potentially leading to some issues.
For now, I'd set up barriers and placed spells over the entire area, so there shouldn't be any immediate problems.
Barring any special circumstances, they should hold for about ten years, and I could visit a few times during that period to check on them.
This territory—the land this mansion stands on—would become an incredible spiritual ground afterward.
Spiritual ground. Spirit vein. Or maybe I should call it a power spot.
Even though it had fallen into corruption, an imoogi was still an imoogi. A spirit beast of that caliber had coiled up and resided here before being exorcised. There was a high chance some potent spiritual effects would linger. It probably wouldn't rank as Grade 1, but at least Grade 2 or 3.
If I sold this land...
I wonder how much money I could get for it.
It was enviable and regrettable, but I couldn't drool over something that wasn't mine. That would just be plain greed.
Still, I could expect some compensation—maybe a bonus. The chairman seemed like a pretty generous guy, though I wasn't sure.
The cleanup of the area wasn't fully done yet, so there was room for negotiation. I wasn't planning to resort to blackmail, but I wouldn't rule it out either.
In any case, the request from the chairman was more or less complete.
That said, one of the two traces of yokai power we'd discovered remained unsolved, which nagged at me a bit...
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After the imoogi exorcism and cleanup were more or less finished, Gyeol Ryeong was led by Dom to the usual bathroom.
Her body, filthy from the exorcism work, was washed clean, then forcibly soaked in an aphrodisiac bath. And now, she was currently enduring Dom's hands delivering the succubus secret technique: an obscene massage, letting out delicate moans and whimpers.
She didn't look the least bit like the exorcist who had vanquished that mighty spirit beast, a top-tier yokai.
That sight filled Dom with an indescribable chill of pleasure. She found Gyeol Ryeong so utterly lovable that she could hardly bear it.
"Really, really~~~~~ cool, you know? The most beautiful, the most alluring, the sexiest, and the most adorable... Ahh...! I'm in love, totally in love...!!"
Dom, fully excited and on the verge of dancing with glee, spoke those words. The chairman, listening to her report, gave a wry smile.
Good grief. First the Succubus Queen, and now another succubus had fallen in love with her. That exorcist had some seriously deep karma.
He couldn't help feeling sorry for her, unable to abstain from chastity, but then he thought it might be her own fault for putting on such a lewd display, and withdrew his pity.
That woman was lewd in all sorts of ways—sexually, and in the eyes of a yokai.
Incidentally, the Dom currently in the chairman's office was a clone.
Dom's main body was assisting with Gyeol Ryeong's aphrodisiac bath and massage.
Dom could create clones under somewhat tricky conditions, but inside the mansion, those conditions were mostly met, allowing her to summon and multiply them at will.
That was how she managed this massive mansion single-handedly. She also commanded various lesser yokai as familiars to help out.
The thought of that incredibly powerful exorcist—who had vanquished such a fearsome yokai—now being toyed with by a succubus's hands, whimpering delicately... it made his cock harden on its own.
He was already looking forward to dinner a little later, and the nighttime service afterward.
...Well... I'll save that anticipation for later.
For now, this took priority.
He picked up the large glass bottle that Dom's clone had just handed him.
A transparent glass bottle, its contents visible inside. It was filled with something dark and writhing, sealed with a special cork stopper. Simple talismans made by Gyeol Ryeong were attached to the top of the cork and the bottle's exterior.
She had specifically chosen a cork-stoppered bottle on Gyeol Ryeong's instructions. What was sealed inside was the remnant of a yokai far beyond ordinary levels.
Cork, being wood, had higher spiritual power conductivity and lower loss than glass or plastic lids.
And this cork stopper was infused with Gyeol Ryeong's blood and spiritual power.
She'd originally had sealing vessels in her luggage for binding yokai, but they'd all been burned in the incinerator by Dom, so he'd had her make makeshift ones on the spot.
A 200-year-old imoogi. Even dormant, considering the danger... by Association standards, it might qualify as Special Grade.
To seal a yokai of that caliber using improvised tools from around the place.
She'd called it a makeshift seal that needed replacing every few days, but that didn't matter. The craftsmanship was impeccable.
The chairman examined the glass bottle—Gyeol Ryeong's makeshift sealing vessel—like he was savoring it, then slowly began peeling off the talismans.
Dom, who had been gushing praise and deep affection toward Gyeol Ryeong until then, fell silent and held her breath at his actions.
She watched with bated breath, eyes pounding.
Sizzle— sizzle—
As each talisman for the seal was removed, the bottle began to tremble oddly.
The yokai power remnant inside, once still, now churned unstably.
Crack. A fracture appeared on the glass bottle. Even with the cork stopper infused with Gyeol Ryeong's blood still sealing it, the thing strained viciously to break free.
Once all the talismans were removed, the chairman didn't hesitate and uncorked it.
Dark smoke and mist oozed out from the opened stopper, viscous like it had substance yet wasn't.
A bizarre mass, gaseous yet material and immaterial at once.
It seemed poised to spread throughout the room, but quickly converged back into a single point.
Before long, a sphere of ominous hue condensed above the chairman's hand.
The remnant of the imoogi yokai.
Its compressed core.
Unlike the ones from the lesser yokai Gyeol Ryeong had exorcised and forcibly offered up earlier, this one's color, ferocity, and aura were entirely different.
The chairman admired the sphere, turning it this way and that.
Crack
In a manner utterly inhuman, he gaped his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue, and swallowed the sphere whole.
Clutching his mouth shut, he barely managed to gulp it down, his throat convulsing.
As Dom watched, saliva dripping, subtle changes rippled through his body.
Veins bulged here and there across his skin, intense lustful energy and yokai power emanated from him.
But the changes weren't as dramatic as expected; all that energy quickly subsided back into his body.
The chairman's eyes widened in surprise as he dropped his hand from his mouth.
"...This is incredible. An aura that looks this vicious, yet it's almost purely refined, with hardly any impurities. Absorbs like nothing."
"Because it's an imoogi?"
"Could be. Or maybe—"
He had watched everything about Gyeol Ryeong through Dom's familiar.
The pure white flames when she exorcised the imoogi in the basement, and the abnormal spiritual power she wielded.
He'd suspected something special about Gyeol Ryeong, but it was beyond even his expectations...
In any case, thanks to that, absorbing the power had been far easier than anticipated.
As a test, he unleashed a portion of his sharply increased energy.
Roooarrrrr—!
Black flames erupted around the chairman's body, cloaking him like a garment of pitch-black fire.
It resembled what Dom had seen in the basement—the power she'd witnessed.
"Amazing... As expected of Master."
Ignoring Dom's admiration, the chairman focused on controlling his newfound power while mentally outlining plans for the future.
At the center of those plans, needless to say, was the exorcist Gyeol Ryeong.
Unaware herself, she had already become the unwitting star of their script, dancing to their whims.
She would helplessly watch as every action she took only benefited these enemies, bolstering their strength...
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"Tonight, let's switch things up a bit."
After the aphrodisiac bath and massage, dinner, and the short walk afterward.
By the time we reached the chairman's room for the long-awaited nighttime service, he said that right away.
Switch things up? I wondered what he had in mind.
Usually, I'd strike poses on command, put on a masturbation show, cling to his side and serve drinks, kiss his feet and beg vulgarly—all to please him.
"You've worked so hard today, Exorcist. They say you took down a terrifying, mighty monster. We should express our gratitude to such an exorcist."
"It was just the job... I'm fine, really...."
"No. For a worker who exceeded expectations and performed so well, bonuses and rewards are in order. I want to give them to you. You've earned it that much."
I almost said bonuses and rewards should come in cash, but I held back.
Praise like that shouldn't move me much normally, but his words sank strangely deep inside me.
I was happy to receive his praise. Even Dom, chiming in agreement and clinging closer than usual, saying I'd done great, filled me with a floating, ethereal joy.
"So tonight—I'll serve you, Exorcist. I'll make you feel really good."
The chairman gently gripped my shoulders and whispered in my ear.
I couldn't quite grasp the meaning of his words, but my body shuddered with a strange pleasure anyway.