Chapter 282: The Seed Thief
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 282: The Seed Thief
The morning sun dispelled the magic.
As the effects of her self-hypnosis faded, Rin awoke.
“Haaah…”
Rin let out a long yawn and stretched her arms.
Normally, Azyeth would be clinging to her by the time she woke up, but today was different. Since she’d slept in Karami’s room, Azyeth was nowhere to be seen.
She glanced at the spot beside her. Karami was sound asleep, showing no signs of waking. His headband was off, and he had returned to his original form.
The two of them were stark naked. Her body told the story of what had happened while she was lost in her self-induced slumber.
Large, red handprints were stamped across her beautiful body—on her chest, waist, and thighs.
Her soft pink hair was a tangled mess, and strands of it decorated the bed, as if it had been grabbed like a handle.
Above all, the potent scent of a male had been invading her nostrils.
Her hair, face, mouth, and groin—everywhere—was covered in the dried traces of bodily fluids. It seemed they had passed out without even thinking of cleaning up.
It should have felt sticky and unpleasant, but Rin didn't mind at all. She gazed at the sleeping Karami with a pleased expression.
“Master~ You had a lot of fun with Rin, didn’t you?”
She had worried what she would do if Karami hadn't touched her, so it was a huge relief that her fears had been unfounded.
Rin was a gumiho. To her, the union between a man and a woman transcended a simple physical act.
Gumiho were born to bewitch men. They had to consume a male's essence to survive. It was their very reason for being.
For Rin, Karami was the only man, and she was so devoted to him that she would give her life for him.
For Rin the gumiho, making love with the one she loved was an irreplaceable act, the greatest happiness in her life.
To miss that moment, to spend it unconscious, was no different from a punishment. It wasn't about fulfilling some sexual fetish; it was a genuine act of repentance.
Fortunately, it seemed to have ended well.
‘So, I can handle the cleanup now, right?’
That should be fine.
First, she absorbed the sticky fluid that had filled her womb to bursting and overflowed.
Because time had passed, most of the essence had dissipated and it held little nutritional value, but she didn't mind.
Next, she untied the ribbons that held her twintails in place. He must have passionately emptied his essence into her hair as well, because her once-silky locks were now matted and sticky.
That would have to be washed out with hot water in the bath later. She cleaned the rest of her body by licking it clean, as if grooming herself.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
“I'm coming in, Master.”
Mirabelle entered, ready to attend to Karami’s morning needs as always.
Her eyes met Rin’s, who was in the middle of licking her wrist.
“You’re awake?”
“Yeah. Are you here to wake Master up?”
“Yes.”
“With a kiss?”
“Yes.”
Mirabelle didn't try to hide it. It was a glorious duty bestowed upon her as his exclusive maid.
Far from being embarrassed, she considered it an honor. In fact, the other slaves were envious.
“He must be tired, so you should let him sleep in. I bet he used up a lot of energy.”
“…”
Mirabelle wasn't so foolish as to not understand what “used up a lot of energy” meant. Rin's condition, the various scents mingling in the bedroom…
“I understand. I'll clean up, then.”
Mirabelle opened a window and used magic to circulate the air. She levitated the clothes and underwear scattered carelessly on the floor and placed them in a basket.
Next, she removed the impurities from the bed, leaving it fresh and clean, and finally, she cleaned Karami as well.
“Using magic? I thought you said you’d never use magic for your duties.”
“Wiping with a towel has its limits, and I don't want to wake the Master.”
Mirabelle never used magic for her maid duties, but it was a different story when it involved Karami.
Her master should never be inconvenienced because of her personal beliefs. That's why she used magic in situations like this.
“Should I wash you too, Rin?”
“No need, I'm going to take a bath. Besides, it'd be a waste to just wash it off.”
“A waste of what? And what have you been licking this whole time?”
“Something tasty. Want some?”
Something tasty? She was licking her own body.
But witches and curiosity were inextricably linked, so Mirabelle's interest was piqued.
“What is it?”
“The Master's seed. Want a taste?”
“What?! E-Eat it? How could I eat something like that?”
“‘Something like that’? Did you just call the Master's precious seed ‘something like that’? Are you serious?”
“Gasp! N-No! I was just flustered, it was a slip of the tongue! I'm sorry, Master!”
Mirabelle frantically bowed her head and apologized to the still-sleeping Karami.
But this was still a world that was difficult for Mirabelle to understand.
“S-Still, isn't eating it… a bit unhygienic…?”
“There's nothing wrong with it. Would I be eating it if there were? And even if there was a problem, are you saying you'd just throw away the precious seed our master gave us?”
Among all the slaves, the most beloved would surely be the sex slaves.
It was the greatest service a female slave could offer her master.
It wasn't just about gaining the master's trust and satisfying his lust; it was about feeling loved, both physically and mentally.
Furthermore, by accepting the master's seed, one could even gain the glory of bearing his child.
The greatest reward a female slave could receive from her master. The greatest blessing.
To consider it unclean, to treat it as a foreign substance and think of discarding it… The thought was outrageous. It was grounds for having one's slave status revoked.
“You're a maid, aren't you? You'll have to take care of the Master's sexual needs eventually. You should get used to it now if you don't want to mess up.”
“T-That's true… Then I should try some to get used to it…”
“This has already dried up. Let's just get a fresh batch.”
“A f-fresh batch?”
Rin nodded.
“In that case, I'll teach you. How to please the Master. I don't tell this to just anyone, but since we have a connection, I'll make a special exception for you.”
“Thank you. But how are you going to teach me?”
A mischievous smile played on Rin's lips.
“There's only one way.”
She grabbed Mirabelle's hand and pulled her under the covers.
*
“Ugh…”
A dry groan escaped him in his sleep.
He was conscious of having just woken up, but it was hard to come to his senses.
He could barely open his eyes.
‘So tired…’
His whole body ached, devoid of strength.
He'd slept, but he felt even more tired than before.
His senses were so hazy he couldn't tell if this was reality or a dream.
Completely drained was the most fitting description.
The reason was obvious.
He had overexerted himself during the night.
When a man reaches his limit, he enters a so-called sage time, forcing him to exercise restraint whether he wants to or not. But Rin's physical traits had eliminated that line of restraint.
They forced a man past his limits, making him move until he couldn't lift a single fingertip.
Like a beast in heat.
It was an offering of essence to the gumiho.
He was lucky he was her master. If he weren't, he might have offered up his essence until he was completely withered and dead.
Hers was a truly terrifying, demonic power.
‘I'll have to ask Elize to heal me.’
He tried to avoid using mystic powers that defied the laws of the world in order to live a normal life, but he was too exhausted to endure it.
He forced open his eyelids, which felt as if they were weighed down by lead.
Rin must have already woken up, as she was no longer there.
The window was open, and seeing as the bed and his body, which should have been a complete mess, were clean, Mirabelle must have come and gone.
She must have seen how tired I was and decided not to wake me. She's so considerate.
‘I can't move at all.’
Mirabelle was probably waiting outside the room for me to wake up. I'll need her help.
He didn't even have the strength to grab and ring the bell, so he called out with his own voice.
“Mirabelle.”
“Hic?!”
The bed jolted.
And he thought he heard Mirabelle's voice. That was only natural since he'd called her, but it sounded like it came from inside the room, not outside.
He moved his gaze to where the sound had come from. The blanket over the lower half of his body was raised like a large hill.
It squirmed as if a monster were about to be born from it.
And as his hazy mind gradually cleared, his senses returned with it.
The pleasure he felt from his lower body. A stimulation that went beyond pleasure, bordering on pain.
…What the.
Puzzled, he lifted the blanket slightly to check underneath. Two pairs of eyes glittered with an inner light in the darkness beneath the covers.
One pair was navy blue.
The other, the color of the sun and the night sky.
“Ah, good morning, Master.”
“Did you sleep well, Master?”
“…”
*
“Waaaaaah!”
“Hic, sob…”
A commotion from Karami's bedroom drew a crowd.
Against one wall, Mirabelle and a child-form Rin were kneeling side-by-side, holding their arms up in the air as punishment.
Tears and snot streamed down their faces as they cried their hearts out.
Karami, sitting on the bed, watched them with an icy glare while Elize stood beside him, helping him recover.
Confused by the scene, those who had arrived later than the others quietly asked Narsha.
“What happened?”
“Haaah…”
“?”
Narsha explained the course of events.
Alfia and Azyeth nodded in understanding.
“They deserved to be punished.”
“Yeah…”
You'd expect it from Rin, but Mirabelle too.
Well, it was obvious Rin had sweet-talked Mirabelle into it, but this time, Mirabelle was also at fault for falling for it.
Judging by Karami's expression, he wasn't going to let this slide.
“It's done.”
“Thank you.”
His recovery complete thanks to Elize's blessing, Karami stared at the two kneeling figures for a long moment before speaking in a heavy voice.
“The two of you are suspended from duty for the time being. The vacancies will be given to the other slaves. Furthermore, during her punishment, Mirabelle will also be relieved of her duties as my exclusive maid. Naredi will take over Mirabelle's role.”
“…Understood.”
Realizing the gravity of the situation from the punishment, Mirabelle and Rin scrambled to cling to Karami's legs.
“W-We were wrong! We'll never do it again! Please, not that…!”
“Sowwy, Mastah! Pwease forgive us just this once!”
They begged and pleaded pathetically, but Karami's expression didn't change one bit.
The two of them were off duty, and the other slaves would fill their spots?
“Wow, a reward just fell into our laps.”
“Yeah…”
“Miss Mirabelle~ Sorry to say this, but thank you?”
The duo's sorrowful cries echoed through the mansion for a long time.