Chapter 50
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: penny
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Inside the Bus (Gyeol Ryeong - Hypnotic Pervert Teasing) (1)
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Mmm... slurp... smack...
The innkeeper wore a deeply satisfied expression as he received Gyeol Ryeong's devoted fellatio.
He had already climaxed three times in a row using her body.
Yet he showed no signs of fatigue whatsoever. No exhaustion, no weariness.
It was all thanks to the grace bestowed upon him by "that one."
Now infused with the power and energy of a yokai—unlike his human days—he could ejaculate repeatedly without tiring in the slightest.
Even better, holding Gyeol Ryeong's body mysteriously invigorated him further. He actually felt better now than before he'd started.
It was because he had been siphoning her spiritual power as an exorcist, but the oblivious innkeeper had no knowledge of such things.
He simply chalked it up to this bitch being so irresistibly alluring that he was more aroused than usual. And honestly, that probably played a part too.
'I could fuck her all night like this.'
He felt like he could go ten or twenty more times.
But regrettably, the capacity of his "grace" was the issue.
For an ordinary woman, it would have lasted days of nonstop rutting without a hitch. But whether because she was an exorcist or for some other reason, he'd burned through nearly all of it in just a few hours.
Depleted "grace" had to be replenished through offerings or transfers—neither of which he could do right now.
'Damn... such a waste.'
Getting him this worked up only to have to hold back now—it sucked.
Continuing without "grace" was obviously a bad idea. In the worst case, it might even cost him his life.
Regretful as he was, he'd have to call it here.
Additionally, repeated use of "grace" on a sacrifice gradually weakened their hypnosis resistance, allowing longer, stronger control with less of it.
Today, he'd only gotten a few hours of fun, but eventually, he'd be able to monopolize Gyeol Ryeong all night long, just as he desired.
With his thoughts settled, the innkeeper stopped her cleanup blowjob and shoved his final dose of "grace" toward her for the day.
"Eh... listen carefully to the commands from now on... got it—?"
For her future behavior, he implanted several suggestions within the "grace's" limits.
Finally, he made her forget ever being fucked by him today, tidied up, and left her room.
Night passed, and morning arrived.
Her condition was still decent today. She felt a bit sticky, but a quick early-morning shower fixed that right up.
Dom still hadn't returned overnight. She'd heard from the innkeeper, so she knew, but still.
'Hope nothing went wrong...'
Even if something had, Dom seemed capable of handling it. No need to worry too much.
More importantly, her own tasks. Yesterday, she hadn't made any progress on the investigation.
'Buying underwear took way longer than expected.'
Shed spent ages stuck at the lingerie shop, then had to head back to the inn early.
'Today, I'll get at least one solid result.'
To do that, she needed to get moving.
First stop: the bustling district from yesterday.
That was where the missing Association exorcist was, according to the yokai she'd interrogated earlier.
After a send-off from the innkeeper, Gyeol Ryeong boarded the same bus as yesterday.
Only one bus connected the inn to the bustling district—no need to memorize complex routes. But the lack of a display showing arrival times was annoying.
The rattling bus rolled down the road.
If it was like yesterday, about fifteen minutes to the district.
'Fewer people today.'
The bus was sparsely populated. Maybe the time of day, date, or weekday?
Come to think of it, what day was it?
She hadn't tracked dates properly since arriving in this foggy city. Took a moment to recall.
This place had its own sense of time anyway—probably pointless to dwell on.
As she sat back and let the bus's sway carry her, a man suddenly stood in front of her. A young guy around her age, maybe a bit older—college student type, wearing a baseball cap.
Plenty of empty seats on this empty bus. Why stand here?
Before she could ponder further, he reached for his pants and started unzipping with a zzzip.
In her stunned view, his cock emerged.
Half-erect, it already looked plenty vicious and grotesque.
Oh god.
Is this guy insane?
"What the hell? Wanna die?"
"Heh heh, feisty big sis. Don't be like that—play along. Nothing to do on a bus anyway."
She was too dumbfounded to speak.
Is this normal for guys these days? No way.
"Put that nasty thing away. Hurts to look at it."
"Whoa, easy there, sis. That nasty? Doesn't it get cuter the more you look?"
He even shook his dick right in front of her.
Utterly ridiculous—she was speechless.
Glancing around just in case, the other two passengers—a couple of guys—were smirking her way.
These jerks in on it too?
Looking back, she vaguely remembered him. Yesterday on the bus, their eyes had met a few times.
Maybe she'd been his target since then.
"Hah, you punk-ass thugs..."
The guy just grinned wider at her curses, like he loved it.
With this body of hers—weak-looking, no strength—he probably saw an easy mark.
No fear of retaliation. Hell, he seemed to want her to fight back.
A buff guy like him could easily overpower a woman.
Fine then. She didn't want a scene, but if everyone here was in cahoots, no point worrying about eyes on her.
She channeled her spiritual power, priming a spell to thrash this bastard and his watching buddies.
They'd regret underestimating her.
"Think we'll stop the fun here? Sis—if you're really an exorcist, it'd be scary if you got serious."
'...? How does he know I'm an exorcist—'
Before she could unleash her primed spell.
That familiar thing dangled and thrust before her face.
A purple gem, glowing with an eerie inner light... it was—
'Ah, no... not this... if I look...!'
She knew exactly what it was. So why hadn't she been on guard until it was shoved in her face?
Even knowing she shouldn't look, she couldn't tear her eyes away.
Those questions melted into blank white nothingness amid the gem's pulsing flashes.
And her consciousness plunged into familiar darkness.
"Whoa, sis is fuckin' prime. Suckin' my dick with that mouthpussy feels insane~."
Mmm... glrk... slurp...
When consciousness returned, she was stark naked in the middle of the bus, kneeling before the guy from moments ago, sucking his cock.
The bus's jolts vibrated up through her knees...
'Why am I doing this...?'
She couldn't recall how it led to this.
All she remembered was stripping herself naked of her own accord... and willingly taking his cock in her mouth to suck it...
What the hell happened...?
She kept sucking his cock.
The musky male scent filling her mouth, the lewd nasal tang—it kept arousing her body.
She could feel her nipples hardening to points, obscene juices trickling from her slutty slit.
Gulk... gulk... gulk...!
Soon, his cock erupted in her mouth.
"Glrk...♡"
Spurt after thick spurt of vivid semen flooded her.
Each blast down her throat made her esophagus thrum. Swallowing sent waves of bliss from gullet to gut, like her whole body was an erogenous zone.
The bittersweet, intensely affectionate taste—it was so overwhelming, her eyes nearly rolled back.
She felt so happy...
"Ahh~ felt fuckin' amazing. Sis, you suck dick that good, why play hard to get? Huh?"
"Glrk... gulp... haa...♡ Hoo...♡"
She swallowed the rest and caught her breath.
Her body burned unnaturally hot. Her womb itched deep inside.
She knew she should respond, but nothing came to mind.
Dazed and slumped, the guy hauled her up by the arms.
Then he thrust that gem—"grace"—at her again and gave a command.
Next instant, per the order, she gripped the two bus handrails, one in each hand.
Restraining her own hands, knees spread wide, pussy fully exposed.
"Hngh, aaah♡ No, not there, stooop♡♡"
The baseball-capped guy began expertly tormenting her defenseless, pitiful pussy—rubbing, fingering.
Grinding her clit, plunging fingers into the cleft to churn her hole—it felt too good to handle.
She vividly felt her pussy greedily devouring his fingers, lewd juices streaming with every clench and release.
He shoved two fingers deep, pistoning, while sloppily tonguing her clit.
"Kyaaah♡...!!"
A chilling pleasure shot up her spine, electrifying her whole body. Gripping the rails, hips bucking wildly, she climaxed.
The cap guy who'd pushed her over, and the seated watchers—they snickered at her cry and orgasm face.
But she could only pant through the aftershocks, heaving for breath.