Please Let Me Touch Your Chest (1)

Back in her own domain, Sophia assigned a room to Cheonsol, her second minion.

"Cheonsol, would you be okay sharing a room with Yohan?"

"Of course."

"Nice call, Sophia. Cheonsol, let's share a bed."

Yohan's room only had one bed, so the suggestion came naturally. Besides, those two had already had sex and even gone through childbirth together.

This is so annoying.

But Sophia was in a foul mood. She couldn't quite put her finger on why. When Yohan had used his impregnation skill on Evrande, she'd felt flustered, irritated, and a little embarrassed. Now her feelings were harder to describe.

So a grumble slipped out before she could stop it.

"Isn't Yohan's bed too small even for one person?"

"We'll just expand it. I can build the frame myself — just buy us a mattress."

"If you're making another bed, you two could just sleep separately."

Her true feelings were laid bare. Sophia glanced at Yohan, worried he might tease her for it.

Her minion had roughly zero respect for his goddess and never missed a chance to mess with her. This time was no different.

"Jealous, by any chance?"

"Jealous? As if! I'm worried your bones are going to dissolve!"

"That's from masturbation. Sex is actually exercise."

"Masturbation?!"

She'd heard the word "sex" so many times she'd gotten used to it — and now he was pulling out a whole new term. Imagining Yohan masturbating, Sophia's face went red.

She'd seen it twice already. She knew his manhood was big and hard. And when that thing went inside a pussy, it got so obscenely filthy that Sophia, with her total lack of resistance to anything lewd, could barely stand to look.

"Fine, I'll buy the mattress — do whatever you want!"

Did Yohan have any idea that a fifth of her entire fortune had just vanished? There was a reason she'd toughened it out on a hundred-won ambrosia bread yesterday morning.

Sophia had spontaneously come into existence on Earth, so she had no parents. Earth wasn't a planet that made it easy to earn Divinity either, which meant she was always broke.

She slammed the door shut with a bang — and immediately regretted it.

Did I overreact? What if Yohan's hurt?

She knew his nerves were thick enough that something this petty wouldn't wound him, but she fretted anyway. Squatting on her tiny, cramped bed, Sophia logged into the community for a change of mood.

The moment she saw the post on the newbie board, her mood lifted.

"I bought her!"

Excited, she clicked the thread.

"Heheh."

So a minion someone was desperately craving had fallen right into her lap. If it hadn't been for Yohan, Absolu never would have discarded Cheonsol, and Sophia never would have met her in the Village of Beginnings and recruited her.

Yohan had more than earned the value of that gacha ticket. Undefeated so far, great at crafting items, and — even if he was a little exhausting — talking with him was fun.

Ah. So that's why I got mad.

The new season had only been open for two days. She hadn't planned on getting any minion besides Yohan. She'd figured it'd be just the two of them for at least a few weeks — and then Cheonsol had suddenly barged in, and that had left her feeling left out.

It absolutely was not jealousy. She was not angry that the guy who'd wished to have sex with her had turned his eyes to another woman.

She was just a little sad, that was all. She'd been closest to Yohan, and she was worried that if he shared a room and slept next to Cheonsol, the two of them would get closer than she was.

What are those two doing right now?

Being alone with that Yohan, they were probably doing that kind of thing, right? Kissing, licking her chest, touching her pussy...

Like this...

"Hnh!"

The moment she pressed down on her clit through her panties, a moan slipped out before she could stop it. The soundproofing was perfect, but she still clapped a hand over her mouth just in case.

I'm crazy. I'm crazy. What am I thinking about Yohan for.

Even if she was supposed to grant that wish of his, this was too much. Having those kinds of thoughts about her own minion. If she was going to lose it, she could at least lose it with some dignity.

Still... I'm the closest to him. Even if it's not s-sex, maybe I could give him a little more physical affection...

Stroking the ring Yohan had gifted her, Sophia made up her mind. From now on, she'd hold his hand more and give him more hugs. She wouldn't initiate — but if Yohan wanted a kiss... then a kiss, too...

"Ah! It's hot! So hot!"

The room was tiny, so of course it was hot! Yohan's room was bigger — she'd go cool off over there.

It'd only just hit D-Rank — and it went up again already? The number of uses hadn't increased, but the recovery amount had jumped by ten percent. From here on, was it only going to raise the recovery amount with each rank-up?

"Mad Demon. Thou hast been silent for quite some time. Hast thou thought of a fine name?"

"Ah. One sec."

Before building the bed, we were naming the egg. Since Evrande's egg was Al-ali, I'd wanted to name Cheonsol's egg Al-two — but Cheonsol had gone dead serious and refused.

Apparently "two" reminded her of "tu" as in battle, and she hated it. So I was still stuck thinking. Cheonsol's naming sense was every bit as catastrophic as mine, so nothing good was coming out of either of us.

"It's just a childhood name anyway, so let's slap something on it. We can give her a new one once she hatches."

"Mad Demon! Even if thy mind is unwell, thou must not abandon a human heart! How can a parent name a childhood name so carelessly?! That child is called Al-ali, is she not? How sorrowful would the woman Evrande be, were she to hear of this!"

Considering the two of us were splitting custody of the egg, I doubted she'd be that heartbroken.

"This lady shall teach thee humanity!"

"Great idea!"

Sophia's voice suddenly cut in. She was standing in the doorway connecting the bedroom and the workshop, striking an unnecessarily cool pose.

"Jeez. When did you get here?"

"Huh? Uh, uh. The mattress got delivered, so I came to drop it off."

The second she finished speaking, a mattress materialized. The timing lined up a little too perfectly, and it felt fishy. There had to be some other reason.

Had she come to watch me and Cheonsol have sex? Nah — the same Sophia who'd been squeezing her eyes and ears shut earlier? No way. I'd just take her at her word.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, right? I'm the best, right?"

"Huh? Of course. Sophia's the best."

"I am of the same mind."

"So what were you two doing?"

"Cheonsol's egg—"

"Our child! Do not call her an egg!"

"We were naming Cheonsol's and my kid."

"I see."

It was the brightest smile I'd ever seen on Sophia's face.

"It's blinding! I'm being purified! Gyaaah!!"

"I shall dim the lights. Where is the lamp?"

"No, Cheonsol. Yohan's just spouting nonsense again."

"Mad Demon! Compose thyself!"

"Yeah! Get a grip already!"

Getting scolded by two women at once. Was this hell? Come to think of it, I'd never gotten along with female teachers back in school either.

I'd be chatting with a friend in the back row and the teacher would only yell at me. One day I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠asked why it was always just me, and she said she could only hear my voice.

Was that a green light? I'd been too popular since elementary school.

"Yohan. You're not listening, are you?"

"Ah — I just had a great idea. Cheonsol. How about Lan-lan-i for our kid's childhood name?"

"Cheon Lan-lan? A truly lovely name. What does it mean?"

Egg was too ugly a name, so — Lan-lan. From egg yolk, basically.

"Lan-lan-ru?"

"Stop at Lan-lan. Cheon Lan-lan-ru is far too difficult to pronounce."

"But why Cheon Lan-lan? Does your world take the mother's surname?"

"Indeed. Don't tell me that in Mad Demon's world, one takes the father's surname? In that case, combining Mad Demon's surname with mine — Yo-Cheon Lan-lan, or Cheon-Yo Lan-lan — how do those sound?"

Too feminist-warrior for my taste. And my surname wasn't Yo to begin with. It was Kim. The status window just said Yohan, but I was Yohan of the proud Kim clan, the name my father gave me.

So then my kid would be Kim Cheon Lan-lan?

"Let's just go with Cheon Lan-lan."

Kim-bap Heaven's egg was way too much of a stretch.

"Art thou truly fine with that?"

"Yeah, yeah."

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"Huhu. Cheon Lan-lan. Thou must grow up healthy."

Grinning, Cheonsol stroked Cheon Lan-lan, who had taken the spot right next to Al-ali. A single speck of dust had settled while we were talking, and she wiped it away with her sleeve as if even that was unacceptable.

Talk about devoted. Would Evrande treat Al-ali's sibling the same way? I needed to step up my game too.

"Then Cheonsol, take care of Al-ali too."

"Thou truly hast no qualifications as a parent! Even as a formality, say that thou shalt take responsibility thyself!"

"She's right!"

Cheonsol started lecturing again. Sophia piled on, clearly eager to pay back every bit of teasing she'd taken. Ugh, so loud I was going to die. Time to just build the bed.

"Mmmn..."

"Nnnh..."

"Sleeping well."

The mattress Sophia bought was a little bigger than a single, so two people could lie on it. Sophia and Cheonsol had flopped down claiming they wanted to test how well I'd built it — and both of them had fallen straight asleep.

"Yohan... no..."

Sophia tossed and turned, murmuring my name. What kind of dream was she having that she was saying no? I was annoyed enough to poke her cheek — but then Sophia's hand landed on Cheonsol's chest.

Yeah, I should just leave that alone.

"Mad Demon. Where dost thou think thou art touching. I shall have my revenge..."

Cheonsol started groping Sophia's chest right back! Oh man. Two women sleep-talking while feeling each other up. This was rare. No camera, so I'd better burn it into my memory as a core treasured moment.

"Mmmn..."

"Hngh..."

Neither of them was waking up, and they were just going to town on each other's chests. Wait — wasn't this an opportunity? If I touched Sophia's chest right now, she probably wouldn't wake up, right?

No. Touching a sleeping person's chest. That's a crime. But Cheonsol should be fine. We'd already had sex, after all.

The moment I stealthily reached out a hand, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Sophia's eyes opened.