The Desperate Measures of a Retired Magical Girl
Magical girls are, without exception, completely out of their minds. Cha Yerin seemed remarkably composed for someone who had just dropped a bomb on us. She turned her head toward me with a creak, like a robot in desperate need of oil, and asked with her eyes if I had heard anything. I shook my head frantically, trying to convey that this was the first I’d heard of it and that I had absolutely no intention of living with her.
“Given that you’re living with someone who’s already taken, and considering the nature of how my defect needs to be mitigated, I decided it was necessary for Yoon Se-ah to be present as well. That’s why I arranged this meeting.”
“A-ah, no… t-that… living together? What on earth…” Unlike the calm Cha Yerin, Se-ah looked pale enough to faint right there on the spot.
Cha Yerin looked between us with cold, steady eyes and began to explain her deductions regarding her own defect and its mitigation.
“My defect is… well, it makes me incredibly needy.”
“You mean mental regression? It looks like it goes far beyond just being needy… Ahem! Cough, cough. P-please, continue.”
As Cha Yerin confessed her defect with a look of embarrassment, I couldn't help but interject. But when she shot me a look so sharp it felt like I’d be sliced open, I tucked my tail between my legs and shut my mouth.
“Until now, when my defect manifested and I became needy, my previous Care Supporter would soothe and coax me, but it would take at least half a day to calm down. However…”
Cha Yerin began to stare intensely at me. At the same time, perhaps recalling that humiliating day, her face began to flush a faint, heated pink. Se-ah had been there that day, too, and had heard in detail what had happened. But she hadn't given much thought to the mitigation of the defect. After all, it was someone else’s business. Seeing Cha Yerin’s reaction now, Se-ah looked like she wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it in despair. It was clear she was belittling herself, feeling like she was losing out to Cha Yerin in terms of womanly stature or something similar.
Whether Se-ah wanted to dig a burrow or not, Cha Yerin seemed to have a dry throat; she licked her lips several times before she could continue.
“As you know, Ihyun. You suppressed my defect in just thirty minutes. I’ve watched the recording of that crime—no, that care—over and over again, and I’ve reached only one conclusion.”
Cha Yerin paused on purpose, as if giving us time to think. Wait, she’s watched herself regressing to a childlike state, being forced to deep-throat a man and reaching climax, over and over again? Should I call that bold? Or is the need for defect mitigation just that desperate for magical girls? Since I wasn’t the one suffering, I couldn't understand the weight they carried, but having faced desperate cases like Park Sora and Han Minjung, I could vaguely guess how they felt.
But wait, Se-ah is surprisingly fine, isn't she? Se-ah had been living with her defect for five years, unable to resolve it on her own. I had expected her defect to be the most twisted and had worried about her the most, but looking at her recent behavior and the way her defect manifested, there didn't seem to be any signs of it worsening or warping.
Noticing my concerned gaze, Se-ah looked confused, as if she didn't know why I was looking at her at this very moment. Pushing aside the matter of my carefree girlfriend, I refocused my attention on Cha Yerin, who began to speak again.
“As you might have guessed, the mitigation of the defect is probably… um, haa…”
Cha Yerin seemed to mistake my contemplation of Se-ah’s defect for me pondering her own. If she realized I was being distracted, she’d probably use her obsidian to slit my throat, so I kept my mouth shut.
“M-my method of mitigating the defect is… p-probably… stress relief.”
“You hesitated so much just to say that…? Fine. I’ll shut up.”
“If you talk back like that one more time, I’ll rip out that useless Adam’s apple of yours.”
Cha Yerin’s blue eyes flared with the light of mana for a split second before settling down. It was a warning that she wasn’t joking.
“Hoo… if it were that easy, life would be simple. I told you. You have to satisfy me while I’m in that needy state and relieve my stress.”
Various ideas came to mind. Since she likes sweets, maybe I could soothe her with food, or do as the previous Care Supporter did—coax and comfort her in various ways to relieve her stress. But I wasn’t such a fool that I didn't realize Cha Yerin wasn’t looking for something that took so long and had such lukewarm results.
“W-wait a second.”
It felt ominous. The same anxiety I felt when faced with selfish couples like Han Minjung and Yoo Sun-woo began to creep up from my feet.
“Y-yes… as you all know, the release of sexual desire… it forces you to feel good, doesn’t it…? I-it’s probably… that. Probably.”
A woman who ran a corporation, led an organization that took care of retired magical girls, and was famous for her versatility during her active days was spouting something absurd. With her face flushed red like a shy girl in love, she bowed her head, looking like she wanted to hide in a mouse hole, unable to handle her own embarrassment.
The fresh, youthful atmosphere radiating from this cold, composed career woman made me gulp, but I wasn’t so insane as to show the lust that was beginning to stir. In fact, if I didn't desperately deny her wish and proposal at this moment, I would die. Because a heat, perhaps a murderous intent, was beginning to radiate from Se-ah.
“W-wait, just a moment. Is there no other way besides that? Even if it takes time, wouldn't it be best to do it calmly, like the previous Care Supporter…?”
“I tried! I tried every possible means! But as the days went by, the neediness increased, and the time my defect manifested only grew longer! But then, it dropped sharply. It’s unbelievable…”
Cha Yerin sounded desperate yet resigned. Yes. Like someone who had been swept away by the storms of life, exhausted to the point where they had no strength left to struggle, and was on the verge of depression or lethargy.
Has she half-lost her mind from excessive work and responsibility?
Cha Yerin’s hands trembled as she pulled a cigarette from her pocket. She put it in her mouth and tried to light it with a lighter, but her hands were shaking too much. I wanted to tell her it was rude to smoke in someone else’s house, but seeing how desperate she looked, I didn't have the courage to point it out.
“Hoo…”
Finally, she exhaled a cloud of acrid smoke in front of us, and only then did she seem to calm down a little.
“I-I’m sorry.”
Cha Yerin hurriedly tried to stub out the cigarette but looked restless because there was no ashtray. I made a makeshift ashtray and handed it to her, and she hurriedly put out the cigarette, looking genuinely apologetic. She leaned back into the sofa like burnt ash and asked in a small, muffled voice.
“I know you two are a couple. I know I’m being shameless and saying crazy things. But I don’t have the courage to ask another Care Supporter for this.”
“The previous one…” Se-ah asked about the previous Care Supporter’s cooperation, as if clutching at a straw.
“She is currently overseeing almost all the Care Supporters. She’s even working in the field, so she’s so busy she doesn't have enough time, and I couldn't possibly ask her for this…”
It was over. There were no words other than that I was truly ruined. Se-ah must be wondering how to accept this situation where, just as I had finally connected with the woman I loved, I was getting entangled with other women one after another. I felt ashamed, and I hated myself so much for causing this situation.
“S-so. I-I won’t ask you to sleep with me. As I said, it just needs to be the satisfaction of sexual desire, or rather, I just need to feel good quickly… s-so, if you could just bring me to climax…”
“……”
An awkward silence settled heavily between us. Cha Yerin stood up from the sofa, approached Yoon Se-ah—who had been frozen in shock with her soul seemingly sucked out—and held her hands tightly.
“So, Se-ah, I desperately need your help, too.”
“H-huh? Wait a minute. Me?”
What on earth was this? Se-ah was trembling like a fawn caught in a trap.
“Since Ihyun is my Care Supporter, it’s work he should naturally do, but… I-I… I have no experience with the opposite sex. My previous one was a woman, too… so when my defect manifests, if Se-ah, who is the same sex, could… p-please, help me…”
“Y-y-y-you want me to… help Cha Yerin… so she can… climax while spraying…?”
“A-ah, no. Could you use some softer language…”
“A-ahhh…! I-I’m so sorry!!!!”
Se-ah’s vulgar choice of words gave me a headache. Since she had been cooped up in her room for five years, watching her own defect-ridden, lustful self, I could understand why her mind was rotten, but there was a time and place for everything! A bone-chillingly difficult silence settled between the three of us. Se-ah looked at me with teary eyes, pleading for help, but how could I possibly intervene in this atmosphere? I have a high sex drive and little patience, but I’m not oblivious to the room’s mood, so I kept silent.
“Is it too much to ask?”
At Cha Yerin’s desperate plea, Se-ah trembled like a bomb about to go off, then suddenly stopped all movement, as if doused with water.
“I-I’ll do my best.”
“Thank you! Thank you so much! And although it’s a shameless request, thank you and I’m sorry for understanding.”
Se-ah, who was weak to being pushed, eventually accepted this absurd proposal.
“I intend to ask Se-ah, who is of the same sex, as much as possible, but Ihyun. You must do your best, too.”
“……Yes.”
That was all I could say. Just one word. Nothing more. If I had said I would do my best like Se-ah, it would have been like saying I would cheat with all my heart and soul right in front of my lover. Cha Yerin, thinking she had cleared one hurdle, picked up her cold coffee and downed it in one go.
“I’m warning you just in case, but this is only to the point of touching me to bring me to climax. Absolutely, absolutely nothing more than that.”
Cha Yerin even raised her mana to give a chilling warning. Her hair and blue eyes flared with the light of mana, reminding me of the day she had succumbed to her desires and I had explored her. “Keep in mind that I’m a virgin, so if you really do anything more, I’ll know immediately.”
“…….”
It was clear that every single magical girl was a lunatic. Who warns a man not to penetrate them while declaring they are a virgin? But the effect was undeniable. I absolutely must not penetrate her. But would I really be able to hold back when that situation actually came? When I had to tease and caress her until she climaxed in my arms?
Unlike my lecherous worries, Cha Yerin was agonizing over something else. The stress relief or mitigation from the climax must be the trigger for the defect mitigation. It absolutely has to be. The data and direction obtained from various experiments with the previous Care Supporter matched. It was unbelievable that this was the method, but I couldn't commit the folly of abandoning an effective and efficient path. For the sake of the experiment, I had cast aside all pride and shame to make this humiliating and shameful request. The stress relief from the climax must be the trigger for mitigation. If not, there was only one other thing that could be the trigger for her defect mitigation.
A man’s semen. That must absolutely not be it. She desperately analyzed and re-analyzed every experiment the previous Care Supporter had conducted and the difference when Ihyun had suppressed her defect. She had discovered exactly two differences: the climax she had experienced in her own body and the fact that she had consumed a man’s semen. No matter how desperate she was for defect mitigation, the element of semen was too repulsive. So, it had to be stress relief from the climax.
What if… what if a man’s semen really is the trigger for my defect mitigation?
She looked back and forth between the retired magical girl who had half-lost her mind and the rookie Care Supporter who didn't know how to accept this situation. Her gaze gradually slid down toward the man’s crotch, who wasn't paying any attention to her gaze while trying to process the current situation. Although the memory of when she had taken what was inside those pants wasn't clear, the fishy smell and the revolting taste of semen that had remained in her mouth when she came to her senses were still vivid.
Twitch!
A female body that hadn't properly dated a man even as she approached thirty reacted on its own, beginning to harbor a lecherous heat. It’s the climax. It must be the climax. Even though her mind told her it had to be the climax, for some reason, the deep part of her lower abdomen kept tightening, and a faint heat began to rise.