Chapter 73
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 73
Chapter Title: Why Is This Attached?
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“Hup—!”
Yesol's axe cleaved through the air with a heavy thud as it slammed down.
Sia narrowly dodged the axe blade and, with the hand not gripping her sword, swiftly tapped Yesol's side in a short, sharp burst.
“Kuhk…!”
Suppressing the groan that escaped her lips unbidden, Yesol lowered her axe and created some distance.
At some point, a strangely rusted crossbow had appeared in her hand.
As she retreated, she pulled the trigger.
With a piercing sound slicing through the air, the barrier Sia had deployed shattered.
Whether it was some special equipment or not, arrows fired continuously without needing a reload.
“Hup!”
Sia laid her sword flat on its side and flicked her wrist lightly, using the broad surface to deflect them.
A sharp whine rang out as the arrows veered off to the side.
The crossbow vanished from her hand, replaced in an instant by a small-bladed throwing axe with a short handle.
The sound of it spinning through the air toward her face was oddly mesmerizing.
Its rapid rotation seemed to steal the air itself, even drawing her gaze.
Instead of evading, Sia charged straight at the incoming axe and batted it away with her sword.
The moment her sword struck the axe, a sharp clash of metal erupted behind her.
She had been distracted by the heavy crossbow and the straightforward frontal axe, only for throwing axes to come flying from her blind spot to finish the job.
It was a pattern that always worked, but Sia wasn't fooled by such feints so easily.
The weapons that had fallen to the ground returned to Yesol's hand in the blink of an eye.
Storing various weapons and swapping them swiftly was her skill.
It lacked raw firepower, but her proficiency in handling a wide array of armaments and chaining them together showed exactly why she was rated as superhuman potential.
Even by the standards of another world that had endured long wars, her weapon mastery was exceptional.
'Among the people I've seen on Earth, she's the best.'
She hadn't encountered that many Awakeners yet... but on Earth, thanks to skills, everyone focused on building power around them.
Yesol's ability, however, couldn't rely on firepower, so she maximized her versatility with weapons and their combinations.
'It'd be a bit lacking against monsters...'
But against people, it was perfect.
In the instant she dodged the incoming sword head-on, the sword tip morphed into a spear tip.
Sia's domain crumbled momentarily against the abruptly changing weapon.
There had been no mid-swing weapon swaps until now.
Her ability must have grown in just a few weeks.
She could toy with an opponent's sense of distance like this, or strike with what seemed like a sword slash only to follow up with a heavy axe when they blocked lightly.
If she could even swap her specialty throwing weapons, she wouldn't lose easily to any human superior in skill—even if they outclassed her physically. Monsters on another level were another story.
With no way to evade, Sia simply took the spear thrust straight to the gut.
Yesol flinched in surprise, never expecting her to tank it outright.
Layered in divine power, Sia endured the blow and yanked the spear, pulling Yesol in close.
Yesol released it immediately and swapped to a new weapon, but Sia was already upon her.
“Hoo...”
Once again subdued by Sia, Yesol dropped her weapon and raised both hands.
“That last one was really good.”
Sia sheathed the sword that had grazed Yesol's throat.
“It still got blocked in the end, though...”
“Well... it's a matchup issue. If it weren't me, that would've been fatal for sure.”
Sia was the modern Awakener type who didn't rely on skill firepower.
Her divine power leaned more toward sustain and defense than offense.
With Sia's superior base weapon handling, Yesol couldn't seize the advantage.
Yesol understood that perfectly... but it was still frustrating.
The two headed to where they'd stashed their gear at the gate entrance and quenched their thirst with the ion drinks they'd packed heavily.
“Ah... we're already out.”
They'd brought several large tumblers, but five hours of sparring drained them fast.
Sia still had plenty left and offered some to Yesol.
“Want some of mine?”
“Ah... yeah, if you don't mind. Thank you—huh...?!”
Sia filled her mouth with the ion drink and pulled Yesol into a tight embrace, pressing their lips together.
She pushed their lips as close as possible without spilling and trickled the drink slowly into Yesol's mouth.
“Mm...! Mmph...! Chuup...♡”
Sia gripped Yesol's squirming shoulders firmly to hold her in place.
Once about half the drink had transferred, Yesol stopped resisting and stared up at Sia in a daze.
“Chup...♡ Chup...♡ Hup...♡”
The drink was all gone, but Sia showed no sign of pulling away.
As if daring Yesol to make the first move, she prodded Yesol's lips with the tip of her tongue.
The moment Yesol timidly extended her trembling tongue to meet it, Sia broke the kiss.
Yesol leaned forward chasing it, but their lips didn't reconnect.
“Need more?”
“...Yes.”
A mix of humiliation—like a no-experience guy being toyed with by a seasoned woman—and strange excitement washed over her.
Sia took another mouthful and fed it to her bit by bit.
Far less this time, but she didn't pull away.
Sia wrapped her arms around Yesol and extended her tongue.
Despite the embarrassment of their sweat-soaked bodies sticking together, Yesol slowly mimicked the videos she'd seen, moving her tongue.
—Churu...♡ Chup...♡ Chup...♡
Sia smiled warmly at the clumsy motions.
Swallowing Sia's saliva instead of the drink, Yesol felt her womb clench tight—kuuk—♡ as strength drained from her body.
Leaning fully into Sia, she forgot to breathe, just sucking on Sia's tongue with wet chups.
Only when Sia pulled back did Yesol gasp for air all at once.
“I enjoyed your first kiss, sis...♡”
“Th-thank... thank you...”
She didn't even know what she was thanking her for.
She'd hoped for something with Sia, sure, but objectively, Sia had just pounced on her out of nowhere.
Yet the words slipped out naturally.
After Sia's interview, jokes had flooded in about her skills maybe involving mind control, given her actions.
She knew it was ridiculous... but having experienced it firsthand, she couldn't be so sure.
It felt like her brain had been ensnared without her realizing.
The hand around her waist slid lower.
Yet instead of rejection, she arched her hips back slightly, silently begging for it to reach.
Sia smirked foxily and placed her hand on the plump, firm ass as desired.
“Ah...♡”
Yesol's head dropped the instant it made contact.
Sia pressed her fingers in, feeling the delightful bounce of the elastic flesh.
“Wow...♡”
—Kwaaak...♡ Jjumulug...♡ Jjumulug...♡
Jiyu had some training too, with her signature softness, but Yesol's was rougher, more springy.
Not one better than the other—just pure preference in texture.
'I like both just fine♡'
Sia peppered her lips with quick kisses while kneading the ass cheeks generously with both hands.
“Hng...♡”
Yesol buried her face in Sia's chest, savoring the touch.
The hot warmth flowing between her breasts from their workout blurred her vision.
The thick, heady scent and the hands teasing her untouched ass for the first time soaked her panties through.
Just the kneading alone felt like it could make her cum.
Yesol's breathing grew ragged, bordering on hyperventilation.
“Huu...♡ Huu...♡ Mm...♡”
—Twitch twitch♡
Grabbing and spreading her cheeks wide made Yesol shudder violently.
'Th-this is weird...♡'
She never imagined just being touched like this—without even direct genital contact—could feel so good.
At this point, she wouldn't care if it really was mind control.
'If it goes further...'
How incredible would that be?
“Shall we... head out?”
After thoroughly groping her ass, Sia murmured softly.
No need to say where—even that much was unnecessary now.
They hastily packed their gear and left the Management Bureau together.
No time to change; they just threw on puffer jackets over their sparring clothes and rushed to a motel.
For the first time visiting purely for sex, the plain motel interior felt utterly alien.
—Ahng...♡ Ang...♡
Faint moans drifted from deeper inside—other couples already there, no doubt.
Between the poor soundproofing and Awakener senses, it came through crystal clear.
Yesol swallowed dryly and followed Sia into their assigned room.
“Mmph, wait, Sia...!”
The door barely shut before Sia pinned her against the wall and kissed her, card key not even inserted yet.
Skilled hands stripped off her outer layers while her foot helped kick off the shoes.
“W-wait... at least shower first...!”
“Mm... but sis, you look hottest like this right now.”
Flushed from hours of intense training with Sia, steeped in her musky scent...
It might repel others, but not Yesol.
It only amplified the allure of her healthy, vibrant skin.
“Mm...♡ W-wait...♡ Ah...♡”
Sia pressed relentlessly, nuzzling her neck to inhale deeply while groping ass and breasts together.
Without thinking, Yesol hooked her fingers and clung to Sia's back.
No date. No confessions.
Yet in an instant, her whole body and mind were hers.
“Haa...♡ I've wanted to fuck you forever, sis♡”
“R-really...?”
“Yeah... timing was always off, somehow.”
Sia's tongue toyed inside Yesol's mouth.
By the time she came to, Yesol was half-naked on the bed.
“Uh...?”
Yesol fumbled at the sheets, instinctively scooting back bit by bit.
She had no intention of refusing Sia, but her body... was terrified on instinct.
As the thought struck her how strange this was, she looked up at Sia slowly undressing.
An impossibly perfect feminine form—no one would mistake it for male.
Full breasts jiggling softly with the slightest motion, cute pink nipples, sleek abs, huge ass...
And...
“Wha...? W-wait...?”
Why is this attached?