Chapter 68
Chapter 68
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: Liquor, Lips
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Crow is innocent?
If this were the Orca from before, she would've grabbed her baton and told him to cut the bullshit for a remark like that.
But now, with Crow's condition deteriorating to the point where death or a prison transfer is on the table...
The words "Crow is innocent" are no longer something she can just brush off.
"...No, no way."
Orca gripped her whiskey bottle again in her office. Without booze, there was no way she could endure these tangled emotions.
The bottle shimmered with an amber hue between brown and gold, emblazoned with English words unfamiliar to her. She usually just read it as Macallan.
The label proudly displayed "30 years" right in the center. It was a premium whiskey aged in oak casks that had held sherry, giving it a thick, fruity aroma unlike others.
But Orca's troubled mind couldn't appreciate the value of what she was drinking. She simply pulled out the tulip-shaped glass it had come with as a gift, poured a measure, and drank.
She mimicked the motions she'd seen others do, without understanding their meaning. The whiskey moistened her parched throat, bringing a subtle fragrance and thick texture.
It calmed her a little. Now she understood why movies always had scenes of people drinking whiskey.
"It's okay, yeah. It's fine..."
Her head spun with anger and depression, paradoxically steadying her. Frost formed on the chilled glass in her hand, cooling the whiskey and enhancing its flavor.
She'd be up all night. Sleep wouldn't come. Everything tied to Crow was suffocating her.
The only companion for the long night was this premium whiskey from long ago. She savored it, swirling it around thoughtfully. Orca needed this respite.
For the first time, she enjoyed drinking as she gathered her thoughts. Clearing her mind fully would take more time and booze.
Once she survived the night and dawn alone,
Orca planned to summon Crow and check on him more closely.
His drug dependency was severe, but nothing to worry too much about. Once his body recovered and his healing sped up again, everything would be fine.
"..."
So Orca passed the time knocking back whiskey in short bursts. The sharp, deep, sweet notes of the liquor...
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"Chuuup-"
Her lips felt soft. Lily teasingly brushed Crow's lips with her own, tickling and stimulating him.
Feeling his manhood swell massively with lust toward this girl who felt like a little sister, Crow was struck once more by how broken he had become.
Yet he continued the kiss with Lily. They shared a deep, passionate embrace like lovers reuniting after years apart.
A knock came from outside,
"Honey, open the door for me!"
Even with Creep waiting beyond the door after using the bathroom.
Still, Crow and Lily grew even more fervent, caressing each other's bodies tenderly as they began making love.
Crow felt a sense of peace nestled against Lily's body. Soaked in drugs and aphrodisiacs, his entire body was hypersensitive and tormented, but the vibrant, elastic feel of her skin was exactly what he craved.
"Haa, haat..."
Crow's breathing quickened. The drug-fueled pursuit of sexual stimulation morphed into him pushing Lily down and mounting her.
He knew exactly what he was doing, yet he couldn't stop. His throbbing cock ached so badly he wanted to bury it inside her right now for that warm comfort.
"Oppa..."
Lily wrapped her arms around his neck, showing a hint of submission.
"It's okay. I like it with you, Oppa. Anything goes."
The woman pinned beneath him smiled gently, promising to accept whatever his boiling lust demanded.
Lily's sweat-dampened bangs and side locks were so cute and endearing that Crow couldn't hold back anymore. She had already struggled out of her underwear, ready to serve him.
"Hngh...!"
Even so, her first time felt overwhelmingly heavy and shocking. Lily felt ecstatic joy as Crow's manhood forced its way into her tight depths.
"Ah, ngh... Oppa... wait a sec..."
It might hurt. A tearing sensation came with it, and a bit of blood stained their union.
"No, don't... don't pull out... ngh... Oppa..."
So they paused, sharing another deep kiss.
Lily, who had saved her purity solely for Crow, waited for her body to accept his manly intrusion, even a little.
Surprisingly slick for a first time, their coupling proceeded without much difficulty.
Lily panted and moaned beneath him.
Sounds honest and lewd enough to excite any man just by hearing them.
The woman's joyful cries, actively spilling out in hopes of pleasing the man atop her even more.
"Aah! Ngh...!"
Each time Crow thrust deep, Lily exhaled hot breaths. Few women could enjoy their first time this much.
Yet her girlish affection for Crow, held all this time, was immense.
The slight pain and pressure Lily felt transformed into endless pleasure, filling her with joy.
They joined like that.
Thanks to their unexpectedly perfect, slick compatibility, Crow couldn't stop thrusting.
The more he tangled with Lily, the more his drug addiction pains faded. Sex with her was healing him.
But once it all ended,
after tasting that blissful release,
Crow would surely berate himself.
Lily, whom he'd cherished like a little sister all this time.
To pin her down and turn her into a woman.
Now, the virgin blood mixed with fluids stabbed at Crow's shattered heart, breeding torment.
Lily was so small and beautiful,
it felt like he'd personally plucked a lovely rose, filling him with guilt.
"Ngh...!"
"Oppa, Oppa... Ah, it's okay to cum inside... I'll take it all. Yeah..."
Lily, balanced between girl and woman, whispered permission even to her womb.
She hadn't taken birth control today. Fearing he might impregnate her, Crow tried to pull back.
But,
"Oppa..."
Lily, clinging tightly and stroking his back,
made a disappointed sound with a sad face.
"Cum deep inside me. Tell me you love me... Tell me you want me..."
What Crow felt seeing this sweaty, alluring girl was unknowable.
But one thing was certain.
He couldn't shove away Lily's legs wrapped around his waist. Instead, he poured all his hot, sticky seed into her.
It was a long climax.
Lily, who hours ago knew nothing of men, finally received Crow's essence inside her, becoming a full woman.
"Aah..."
Even in that final moment, Lily didn't hold back her honest joy. Regardless of birth control, the fact that she'd taken his genes and pleasure filled her with happiness.
"I love you... poor Oppa..."
Yet she didn't stop comforting him.
The moment sex ended, guilt crashed over Crow, tormenting him.
"It's not your fault, Oppa. I'm happy. So don't cry..."
To Crow, ignorant of the truth, only self-loathing and disgust remained. He'd used Lily's body to soothe his drug haze and emptied everything into her.
"Oppa... it's okay..."
Like a mother soothing a child,
Lily patted his back and comforted him.
The vibe of a close older brother and little sister
had vanished somewhere.
They'd become something indefinable, holding each other for a long while.
Crow might have shed tears midway. A faint wet spot lingered near Lily's hair.
If the man who'd seemed unbreakable finally broke down in his little sister's arms, weeping in agony.
Then all that remained for him were
side effects of drug overdose and addiction,
the debt to Scardi,
his vanished ability,
uselessly heightened senses,
a weakened body,
repulsive remnants like that.
"It's not your fault, Oppa. It's those disgusting women."
His humiliation, hatred, and depression slowly drifted away with Lily's words and comfort. Toward the unjust tragedy he couldn't contain himself.
"Believe me. I'll get you out somehow. Even if I have to smash this prison to bits, I'll give you the chance to kill those women."
Radical words,
a gentle voice.
"Oppa, there are more non-humans in this world than people. Let's punish this repulsive world that couldn't protect you and escape far away together."
Tender care for Crow alone,
hope,
and blessing.
"Justice, Orca... we'll pay them back for what they did to you. Once we escape the prison, we'll tear them to pieces and live quietly in hiding, just us two..."
Lily no longer called Justice "Unnie."
Never again
would she call her sister.
"..."
Justice, spending the night alone outside the prison,
waiting for dawn,
had no family left.
At the cold front gate, silent without even a cricket's chirp,
Justice gazed at the night sky, waiting endlessly.