The Half-Human Half-Shikigami
Minah's behavior was undeniably bizarre.
Unconscious movements. Actions driven purely by instinct.
But it was impossible for a virgin's body to squeeze a cock with such practiced skill.
Her flesh had been trained with every manual on how to drain a man dry in record time. It moved as if following a perfectly coded set of commands.
Like someone had installed a whore's software onto a virgin's hardware.
It was more accurate to call it hypnosis.
…Could she have been turned into a shikigami?
Turning a living human into a shikigami?
Half-Human Half-Shikigami!
"Fuck..."
I swallowed hard.
The Half-Human Half-Shikigami was a cursed technique that must never see the light of day.
Still, I couldn't be certain yet.
"Minah… are you okay?"
I whispered gently into her ear.
But she wasn't listening. Her mind remained paralyzed, leaving only raw instinct behind.
There were no signs of a vengeful spirit pulling her strings.
Minah's hand slid downward again. Her fingers began tracing the pink fluid leaking from her slit in blind exploration, as if confirming the hot, sticky sensation against her skin.
Then she brought her semen-coated fingertips to her lips.
Her red mouth touched the viscous fluid. Her eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling while she tasted the mixture of cum, love juice, and virgin blood.
Slurp—
She slid her index finger into her mouth and sucked it clean with wet, obscene sounds.
I watched the scene in silence.
With a lewd expression, Minah pulled the semen-stained finger from her lips. Then, slowly, as if realizing something, she turned her head and looked at me.
For the first time, a clear emotion flickered through her previously empty eyes. It was something close to pure curiosity.
The way Minah stared at me resembled a child trying to figure out what exactly was dripping from her own pussy.
If the goal was simply to kill me, sex wasn't necessary. She could have stabbed me in my sleep while I was defenseless.
Was this truly the Half-Human Half-Shikigami technique?
Why link internal ejaculation specifically to the killing curse?
There had to be a reason they waited for the exact moment my urethra opened during climax.
Instead of questioning the unconscious girl, I spoke directly to the vengeful spirit hiding inside her body.
"Hey. I know you're hiding in there, so stop playing dead. Let me ask you one thing."
Minah's body twitched at my words.
"Don't pretend you don't know. Erasing you from existence is easier for me than flipping my palm. You felt it too, didn't you?"
I thrust my finger deep into Minah's pussy and spread my spiritual power like a net, searching for the evil presence.
"Hik? What is this… How can a human possess such power??"
The previously expressionless Minah finally spoke. Her pronunciation was slightly off from missing teeth, but the words were clear enough.
The evil spirit had begun to move using Minah's body.
At the same time, a large eyeball suddenly bulged out from between her breasts.
Materialization…?
Vengeful spirits with high spiritual power could manifest physically like this. This was an entity above Special Class.
"A Special Class vengeful spirit… and with this much yin energy, a virgin ghost… You're no ordinary being. Since you can sense my power, you must already understand the situation, correct?"
At my warning, the evil spirit began trembling in fear.
Minah's face now looked like that of a pitiful child paralyzed by terror.
"You've taken root in Minah's body as a wandering ghost, which makes you a bound spirit with nowhere to run. If you don't explain in full detail why this girl is behaving this way… I'll have no choice but to erase you."
At my threat, Minah threw herself flat on the bed, shaking violently.
Her freshly creampied pussy opened, letting the mixture of semen, love juice, and virgin blood spill out and soak the sheets.
"My lord. How can a mere human wield the power of the Dueokryeong if you are not the Dark One himself? Please do not cast this girl aside… This humble one will tell you everything, so spare this pitiful soul, I beg you."
"Get to the point."
At my cold command, Minah's lips quivered.
"This child is a Half-Human Half-Shikigami. Therefore, when she falls asleep, she becomes a shikigami and obeys the shaman's commands. A killing curse has also been placed upon her."
It was exactly as I had suspected.
Shikigami techniques normally targeted evil spirits, monsters, or gu poisons. Restrictions were placed on them like the golden headband on Sun Wukong.
But the Half-Human Half-Shikigami technique was different.
It was a heaven-defying art performed on living people. During the day they lived normally as humans, but the moment they fell asleep, they became the shaman's obedient puppet.
It was a taboo technique whose methods had been lost to time; almost no one knew how to perform it anymore.
"Half-Human Half-Shikigami… What a fucking mess. She becomes a puppet when she sleeps, and they've even layered a killing curse on top? Why does the killing curse activate specifically during internal ejaculation?"
"It is a killing curse that slowly incapacitates the target by extracting their vital yang energy through sexual intercourse… The behavioral directive the shaman gave this shikigami was to engage in relations with you, my lord."
I recalled the man from the video.
He had never intended to release Woo Minjung. The ten billion won had been a lie.
His true goal was to use Minah to steal my vital energy.
The reason for wanting to incapacitate me was obvious. They planned to turn me into a Half-Human Half-Shikigami as well.
"This is insane."
If they turned my stepmother, Minah, and me into shikigami, they could seize all of my father's assets—including the Cambodian properties.
I sat in a half-lotus position and stared down at Minah.
Sensing my gaze, she flinched and pressed her forehead even harder against the bed.
"As a virgin ghost, you must be exceptionally skilled at extracting vital energy. So you were the semen-extraction killing curse itself, weren't you?"
"Hiiik!!"
Minah's face turned deathly pale.
There were many ways to cast a killing curse. Using hair or clothing as a medium was standard. The most reliable method involved vengeful spirits.
The curse I had placed on Detective Nam Gyuho was a simple, direct method of planting a spirit inside the target.
They had sent me a virgin carrying the semen-extraction killing curse as a gift.
"Please spare me, my lord… I only did as the shaman commanded…"
"I thought it was strange they let such a pretty girl like Minah go. It made no sense for a woman kidnapped in Cambodia to still be a virgin. Right?"
"That is correct."
The reason for Minah's virginity was now clear. A virgin ghost and a virgin body created a perfect sorcerous match. It made the semen-extraction curse far more potent.
"You… want to live, don't you?"
"Yes… If you spare this humble one, my lord, I will serve you as my master with everything I have."
Why did the sight of Minah's terror-stricken face turn me on?
Even with that large eyeball between her breasts, her flushed cheeks were enough to make my spent cock stiffen again.
Honestly, Kang Minah was prettier than my stepmother Woo Minjung. She had snow-white skin, no sagging, and a toned, athletic body without an ounce of excess fat.
"Stand up and come here."
At my command, Minah climbed off the bed and stood before me seductively.
She had wide hips and, like her mother, perfectly firm breasts that stood at a seventy-degree angle. If not for the Special Class vengeful spirit's eyeball floating between them, she would have been flawless.
"Smile."
Minah smiled brightly. The life that returned to her clear eyes made the entire room feel brighter.
"Dance."
Minah began performing the intricate idol choreography she had practiced.
"How do you know that dance?"
"This girl can read Kang Minah's memories as well."
Kang Minah had become a grotesque existence—a body possessed by a virgin ghost that turned into a shikigami at night and a human during the day.
"You were keeping her in shikigami state even during the day. You were suppressing her mind, weren't you?"
"That is correct. I suppressed her consciousness and forcibly maintained the shikigami state."
The reason Minah had seemed out of it wasn't trauma or mental shock. A Special Class vengeful spirit had been suppressing her mind to keep her in shikigami form. She had been trying to seduce me ever since the hospital.
"Doesn't suppressing a person's mind with a vengeful spirit shorten their lifespan rapidly?"
"That is correct. At this rate, she will not live more than ten years."
I stroked my chin.
The only way to break the Half-Human Half-Shikigami technique was to eliminate the shaman who cast it.
But using this virgin ghost could create a very interesting situation.
And this one was hiding something from me. She thought I wouldn't notice, but every move had already been accounted for in my calculations.
No matter how powerful a Special Class vengeful spirit, none could completely escape my senses.
Yet this one had done exactly that.
The combination of a powerful virgin ghost and a virgin body was the basic formula for creating a White Spirit Ghost.
A White Spirit Ghost was a disaster-class evil spirit capable of devastating an entire nation in a single day. Legend said that when a pure white virgin transformed into such a calamity, the gates of hell would open.
This virgin ghost was right on the verge of becoming one. The more semen she extracted from me, the faster the transformation would be.
However—
there was one thing this virgin ghost didn't know.
…My power.
It wouldn't matter if she became a White Spirit Ghost. Any spirit was only one strike away from destruction in front of me—whether disaster-class, celestial, Thousand Shudders, Thousand Armors, or even the Jade Emperor himself.
"Tell me the shaman's behavioral directives for this shikigami in full detail."
"I will tell you everything, my lord."
1. If the target attempts to embrace her, she must gladly accept.
2. If the target lies in bed alone with an erection or emitting the scent of semen, she must actively seduce him.
3. She must occasionally masturbate to provide indirect seduction.
4. Maintain the body's peak physical condition through appropriate exercise, diet, and figure management.
5. If pregnancy occurs, immediately undergo abortion and actively practice post-coital contraception.
"These directives apply only to me, correct?"
"No, my lord. The exact same behavioral directives apply to Chairman Kang Rokgi."
"What???"
"You are the primary target, my lord… the secondary target is Chairman Kang Rokgi."
Fuck…
So using Minah wasn't just about stealing my father's assets?
"They planned to turn me into a Half-Human Half-Shikigami as well and swallow the entire Samjung Group."
"I do not fully understand the shaman's complete intentions."
Everything was beginning to click into place. This conspiracy was far larger and more meticulous than I had imagined.
"Is Woo Minjung also a Half-Human Half-Shikigami?"
"I am uncertain about that."
There was no reason not to turn Woo Minjung into one. When she fell asleep at night, she too would become a mindless puppet obeying the shaman's every command.
"I wonder if Woo Minjung went to Cambodia… or rather, Dubai?"
If Chairman Kang Rokgi was the target, using his daughter-in-law would be the most effective method. The old man had always been obsessed with her.
Even at the funeral, he hadn't come to mourn my father. I had already known he came to see Woo Minjung. After my father's death, she had been making advances toward the chairman as well.
"What a fucked-up family. Shit."
This trap had been designed by someone who understood all these family dynamics perfectly.
Which meant the person orchestrating it was—
an insider.
In the basement of a rundown warehouse in Kowloon, Hong Kong, a single red lantern swayed from the ceiling.
On the table lay several talismans, a blackened incense burner, and a jar containing something half-rotted.
A gu poison jar.
Chittering. Scraping.
The sounds of venomous creatures fighting echoed from within.
Wudang Sect Special Class shaman Zhang Chen knelt with his head bowed low.
Footsteps echoed.
Slow. Measured.
"Ten days."
Triad Red Pole Ma Weicheng stopped in front of Zhang Chen. The tip of his shoe appeared at the edge of the shaman's vision.
"I gave you ten days, Master Zhang."
He spat the word "master" like it tasted foul.
"You said ten days would be more than enough to kill that Korean detective. Those were your exact words."
Zhang Chen parted his lips.
"The situation… differed from expectations. The Dueokryeong mentioned in the prophecy suddenly—"
"Shut your mouth."
Ma Weicheng grabbed the jar from the table and smashed it against the floor.
The jar shattered, spraying its contents everywhere. A rotten stench filled the air as wriggling venomous creatures scattered in every direction.
"Do you know why we bother borrowing the filthy techniques of shamans instead of killing the target ourselves?"
He crouched slowly in front of Zhang Chen and lifted the man's chin with the barrel of a pistol.
Ma Weicheng's eyes were completely dry. As if even rage was too much of a luxury.
"Because the offering for that person's resurrection cannot carry the smell of gunpowder or steel. Keep disappointing us… and it will become problematic. No matter how strong your sorcery is, it cannot stop bullets. Correct?"
Zhang Chen started to speak but pressed his lips shut.
"Oh, right. How are things progressing with Chairman Kang?"
"Everything is proceeding smoothly."
"Pressure is coming from above. The elders are asking what the hell that Wudang bastard is doing."
Ma Weicheng released his grip. Zhang Chen's face dropped heavily.
He stood and straightened his jacket sleeve.
"How much more time do you need to kill that detective?"
"I apologize, but… because of the Dueokryeong—"
"Three days."
The voice was low and quiet.
"I'll provide you with a useful weapon. Finish it within three days. If you fail…"
He nudged the shattered jar fragments with the toe of his shoe.
"I'll make sure you have to use that precious sorcery of yours to save your own life. Along with every other Taoist master in the Wudang Sect."
The footsteps receded.
Zhang Chen remained motionless for a long time.
Beneath the swaying red lantern, his hand slowly clenched into a fist.