Chapter 564: The Fourth First Night
Chapter 564: The Fourth First Night
I was momentarily flustered by her completely unexpected reaction, but I soon came to my senses.
Right. Think about it. This is Silvia we're talking about. There's no way she wouldn't listen to me, right?
I must have misheard her. Her pronunciation was all slurred right now, anyway.
She must have been trying to say something else.
“S-Silvia? What did you just… No, right? I misheard you, didn't I? You didn't just refuse, did you?”
“Uuuu…”
But in response to my question, Silvia averted her gaze, hung her head low, and shrank away.
It seemed I had heard her correctly after all.
“W-Why? Don't you want to receive the Apostle's Seal?”
“N-Nooo! Absolutely! Absoluuutely nooot!”
Thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case, as Silvia denied it with a loud voice.
Well, I had asked thinking there was no way that could be it, anyway.
If she really hated the idea of the Apostle's Seal, it would mean everything I'd seen of her until now was a lie, and that just couldn't be possible.
“Then?”
“Uuht… But… Buuut…”
Silvia mumbled in a tiny voice, her expression apologetic for defying my command, yet firm as if she couldn't back down.
“The Apoooshtle's Sheal… I-I want to… feel it… propeerlyyy…”
Yep, right. I knew it would be something like this. Of course. Of course, I knew.
God, why is she so damn cute?
But as cute as Silvia was, giving in to this little complaint was another matter entirely.
This wasn't just anything; her very life was on the line.
I wanted to take every possible precaution.
“Hmm… Silvia? Listen. I'm happy you feel that way. But, Silvia.”
“I-I won't dieee!”
I had tried to persuade her with words, but Silvia, as if knowing exactly what I was about to say, clung to me and spoke in a desperate voice.
Hey. Stop putting your hands on my chest and looking up at me like that. It's too damn cute.
But at the same time, I could understand why she was being so desperate.
The Apostle Appointment is truly a once-in-a-lifetime event, after all.
Besides, it seems the girls have been sharing a lot of personal stories amongst themselves when I'm not around, so she might have heard from the others what the Apostle Appointment feels like.
Of course she'd be excited.
“…Are you sure?”
“Y-Yesh?”
“I mean, are you sure you won't die? You're confident, right?”
“……Uuuu.”
“Hey. If you can't answer that…”
“O-Of coursh! I-I ammm!”
“Really? If you die, I'll hate you for the rest of my life, you know?”
“Uuuuuu… I really ammm…”
No. I mean, don't look like you're about to cry with your pupils shaking like that.
It's simple. Just don't die.
“…Alright. Then I'm starting now, okay?”
In any case, realizing it would be difficult to break Silvia's resolve, I decided to perform the Apostle Appointment without trying to distract her with other thoughts.
I believe in you, Silvia. I believe in you, Healing Sex.
As I prayed inwardly and activated the Apostle Appointment, the system window for engraving the seal appeared right before my eyes.
I had actually decided where to place Silvia's seal long ago, so without much thought, I began to adjust its position and size.
“W-Waait a moment, pleash! J-Just, just a moment!”
But before I could finish the adjustments, Silvia hurriedly threw her arms around me, buried her face in my chest, and stopped me.
Hey. I can't see if you do that.
“Hm? What's wrong?”
“J-Jusht a moment to prepare my heart…”
Hey. We've been working toward this Apostle Appointment all night, and you're still not mentally prepared?
It wasn't that the thought didn't cross my mind, but she was cute, so I'd forgive her.
I decided to gladly wait for her.
“…Alright. Tell me when you're ready.”
“Th-Thank youuu… Haah… Huuu… Haah… Huuung…!”
Silvia, still burying her face in my chest, took deep breaths as if trying to calm her breathing.
Though, with her face pressed against my chest, it felt like her breathing was only getting rougher instead of calming down.
Well, the fact that my Dick, still inside her, was twitching in response was probably one of the reasons her breathing wouldn't settle.
So I should stop twitching? No. I can't help it either.
I mean, come on, she's burying her face in my chest and taking deep breaths. I can feel her sweet breath constantly on my chest. How could I not react?
“Huuuup! Yesh! I'm reaaadyyyy!”
After a short while, Silvia, having somehow managed to steady her breathing, slapped both her cheeks with her hands as if to psych herself up and looked at me with a determined expression.
Though the moment I gently brushed her neat bangs back, she immediately melted again.
Is she really going to be okay?
“You okay? Here I go.”
“Y-Yesh-hyess!”
Her tone was so ambiguous I couldn't tell if she was flustered or actually answering, but seeing her nod, I figured it was an answer.
Alright. Let's see.
I stared intently at Silvia's face again and adjusted the position of the Apostle's Seal.
The place I would put the seal on Silvia was her forehead.
For Silvia, who felt pleasure in her head rather than her erogenous zones, there could be no more fitting place.
To be honest, I had hesitated, feeling a little reluctant to leave a mark on a woman's face, but I still felt this was the best spot for Silvia's seal.
Besides, I could always move the seal's location if need be.
I brushed her bangs back, revealing her smooth forehead, and meticulously adjusted the position of the Apostle's Seal.
Positioning the central heart and the wings spreading out to either side so that it would look like she was wearing a tiara.
“Hhyaaaaaaah…”
I was staring at her face with a serious expression.
Even before I'd engraved the seal, Silvia looked like she was struggling, but as if not wanting to get in my way, she was holding on, even suppressing the tremors in her body.
Right. Positioning is done. The color… I'll make it as faint as possible so it's not noticeable.
Of course, her bangs would usually cover it, but I still felt reluctant to leave a dark mark on this pretty face.
I adjusted the color to be so faint it would be hard to notice unless you looked up close, and then finalized the Apostle's Seal settings.
“Hauuuuuuuuungh!”
And in that instant, Silvia's body collapsed forward as if folding in on itself and began to tremble violently.
The folds of her pussy, wrapped around my Dick, clenched down on me more intensely than ever before. Her hands, which had been on my chest, shot down and gripped the bedsheets so tightly it looked like they would rip. No, it wasn't that they looked like they would rip—they actually did.
With the crown of her head buried in my chest, tears and saliva dripped steadily from her bowed face onto my abdomen.
This was the most intense reaction I had ever seen from Silvia.
It was so intense it reminded me of that time before she joined our party, when she was hit by my skill, completely lost her senses, threw me to the floor, and tried to force herself on me.
But such a powerful reaction was also proof that Silvia hadn't died.
Of course, I had believed in Silvia's firm resolve and the power of Healing Sex, but still, what a relief. Truly, a relief.
Watching her reaction, I could finally let out a sigh of relief.
There were some twists and turns, but I had finally succeeded in giving Silvia the Apostle's Seal.
“Huu… Hnng… Haah… Guwo… Uungh… Guwon-niiim… I… I…”
Ten minutes? Twenty? Or maybe even longer?
After curling up and trembling violently for a considerable time, Silvia finally went limp as if she no longer had the strength to even shake, murmuring my name in a state of exhaustion.
“Yeah. You did well, Silvia. With this, you're now completely mine.”
“Hic… Yeshh…! Yeshh!”
As I gently stroked her body, Silvia answered in a voice choked with emotion, rubbing her face against my chest as if to wipe away her tears.
And after her intense emotions had finally calmed down a little, I, for once, washed up completely before Vanessa came to call for me.
To be honest, I considered having another round with Silvia before Vanessa arrived, just as I usually did with the other girls. But I decided against it, thinking that if we did it while she was still in this heightened state from the Apostle Appointment, her life might really be in danger this time.
Still, it felt like a waste to just end it there, so I tried to coax her into washing up together, but I had to give up on even that because of what she said.
“I-I don't want to die yettt!”
How could I possibly coax her any further when she was pressing both hands to her forehead and saying that?
Even after successfully completing the Apostle Appointment, Silvia was still Silvia.
And so, I finished my lonely shower and came out, only to find that Silvia was no longer on the bed.
Her discarded clothes were still there, so she couldn't have gone far.
Just then, a cute laugh reached my ears.
“Ehehehe… Hehet… Hehehe…”
Turning my head toward the sound, I saw Silvia on one side of the room, holding her bangs back with one hand and giggling foolishly at her reflection in the mirror.
Because I'd made the seal so faint, she had to press her face right up against the mirror to see it properly; she was practically glued to the glass.
Which was probably why she hadn't even noticed I'd come out of the shower.
“You like it that much?”
“Yesh! Heh? Hyaah! W-Waaah! Th-This is! G-Guwon-nim! I mean, this is!”
When I snuck up on her and spoke casually, Silvia gave me the brightest smile imaginable and nodded honestly.
Though she immediately turned beet red and became embarrassed right after.
“I'm glad you like it, but how about you go wash up first? We were at it all night, so you must feel a little sticky, right?”
“N-No! On the contrary…! A-Auuu… I-I'll go wash up nowww…”
Silvia froze mid-sentence, her face bright red. After a single shiver, she scurried off toward the bathroom, still holding her bangs back to expose her forehead.
Hey. On the contrary, what? You can't just stop talking like that. Now I'm curious.
Anyway, after Silvia also finished getting cleaned up, I held her in my arms and enjoyed some 'Silvia-therapy' until Vanessa arrived.
Even though I'd been holding her all night, cuddling her like this still had a calming effect on my mind.
“Guwon-nim. Sara-nim. Breakfast is read—!”
Of course, unlike me, Silvia seemed to be so elated she didn't know what to do with herself.
So, the moment Vanessa knocked, Silvia shot out of my arms like an arrow and flung the door open.
“G-Good morning!”
Come to think of it, Silvia uses formal speech even with a butler, despite being a noble.
Is it because this is Diana's butler, not just any butler?
No, wait. Didn't she use formal speech with me, too, when we first met?
Her usual attitude toward me is so deferential that formal speech seems natural, so I never noticed. Is it just a habit of hers?
“…Y-Yes… Good morning…”
In any case, perhaps not expecting Silvia to come bursting out of my room, our iron-blooded butler Vanessa seemed surprisingly flustered as she returned Silvia's greeting.
“Why is Silvia-nim… Ahem. My apologies. It is nothing. Guwon-nim. Silvia-nim. Did you sleep well? Breakfast is ready.”
Of course, befitting an iron-blooded butler, she immediately returned to her usual self.
Vanessa glanced around, confirmed that Sara wasn't there, and then gave a slight bow to Silvia and me.
Still, her reaction just now was unexpected.
Of course, it would be surprising for Silvia to pop out when you were expecting Sara, but was there a reason to be that shocked?
I felt a sense of puzzlement, but Vanessa's face, which had already returned to its usual expressionless mask, offered no answers.