City of Witches Chapter 11

Odette had obtained the book from her maids two weeks prior.

No matter how much she asked the maids about the book's contents, they only blushed and hurried away, none willing to reveal what was inside.

When she first showed the book to her sister, tilting her head in curiosity, Odil flipped through a few pages before quickly closing it.

"What, what is it, sister? What kind of content is it? A forbidden book? A demon's book?"

"Odette, this isn't something to be read standing here. Nor is it content to be casually consumed during teatime."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"This contains information about the male and female bodies and... relations."

At Odil's grave expression, Odette swallowed a gasp.

"Then, could it be...?"

"I only saw a few pages... but it's likely a guidebook for 'that act.'"

"What was drawn in it? I'm curious too! Tell me!"

"A male organ. And a woman undressing."

"Could it be..."

As Odette moved her delicate lips, seeming to have guessed something.

"Sex...?"

Odil swiftly covered her sister's mouth.

"Don't say such vulgar words! Don't you remember getting scolded by Master? Besides, I didn't confirm it definitively either."

As if afraid someone might overhear, she whispered while pulling Odette into an embrace.

"Let's hide the book before we're caught. And we'll investigate it ourselves."

Holding the book close to their chests, Odette and Odil stealthily slipped away to their quarters.

Is this how smugglers in 'Border Town' feel?

It was so thrilling and exciting, it reminded them of the night they first sneaked into Taro Town.

The Twins sat facing each other with the book on the desk.

Unable to bear Odil's silent contemplation any longer, Odette cautiously reached out her hand.

"Sister. I, I want to see a little too."

"No!"

"Ouch! There's no need to hit me! You got to see it!"

Odil, who had slapped Odette's hand to prevent her from opening the book, calmed her excited sister.

They couldn't just waste such a good opportunity.

"Odette, remember?"

"Remember what?"

The foolish younger sister, holding her stinging hand with a tearful, aggrieved look.

"When we secretly stole cookies from Master's cupboard before."

"That time you stole the whole jar without me and got us both caught!"

"No, no, not that!"

Odil barely managed to calm Odette, who was about to raise her voice.

This wasn't the time to bring up getting scolded.

"When we stole the cookies, did we eat them right there?"

"No?"

"Then when did we eat them?"

"At night."

"Do you remember why we ate them at night?"

"Because you said they taste better with warm milk... huh?"

It was a teaching method as brilliant as Professor Amelia's lectures.

Through repeated questions, she guided Odette to recall the answer herself.

That's right.

When you obtain such an amusing toy, not consuming it in the optimal state is a tremendous loss.

"So then..."

"Exactly, this book details not just sex... but also the male body."

"If this book is the cookie, then what's the milk?"

"Obviously, a man."

At the word 'man,' Odette's face flushed slightly before darkening again.

"But how? Men run away as soon as they see us!"

"Silly Odette, I've thought about that too."

"What is it! Tell me too!"

"Alright, listen."

Pressing down on the book, Odil pulled Odette's ear close.

This was the full story of everything Siwoo would soon experience.

Siwoo, who had suddenly become a sex education teaching aid.

Odil, plastered right next to him, spoke.

"Alright, Odette. Let's open the book."

Odette gulped.

For a full two weeks, she had restrained her desire to open and devour the book.

All for this very moment.

"I write this book for the pure daughters of Gehenna, for their happy first night."

Odette read the book's first page aloud in a clear voice.

"Table of contents..."

"No need to read the table of contents. Start with chapter one right away."

"Okay, sister. The first step to sharing love."

The book's identity was as expected.

Gehenna hasn't strayed far from Renaissance-era living conditions.

In a place without schools for citizens, sex education naturally doesn't exist.

Thus, that guidebook is teaching material to help couples spending their first night complete sex safely without mistakes.

And in the meantime, Siwoo was being used as a sex education teaching aid.

Fortunately, the book itself was quite thin.

With illustrations scattered throughout and large font size, it likely didn't contain anything too substantial.

"Love between men and women isn't just about giving flowers, watching plays together, or taking walks. For couples who have promised each other a future on a deep night, there is another hurdle to overcome..."

"Wait, Odette, that's too long. Isn't there a main point?"

Odette, seemingly disappointed by the duller and more predictable content than expected, just like Odil.

But before she could turn three pages, she gasped and widened her eyes.

"What? What is it?"

"I, I can't read this, sister."

"Give it here."

Odil snatched the book from Odette as if saying she couldn't even handle that.

After clearing her throat once, she read aloud.

"The male genital is composed of special muscles and grows large when sexual excitement is felt. This is called erection, and an erection is necessary for men and women to truly unite."

"But what exactly is sexual excitement? How do you do it?"

Odil furrowed her brows as if asked an extremely difficult question.

"Right, what is it?"

Odette and Odil pressed their foreheads together and groaned for a long while, pondering, but there was no way an answer would come.

So Odil reached a conclusion.

"Let's ask the assistant."

"I was just thinking that too!"

Upon hearing the Twins' conclusion, Siwoo wanted to scream.

He couldn't begin to guess what sin he committed in a past life to suffer such humiliation, on top of public masturbation and public heavy masturbation.

"Please, let's just stop here. Okay? You saw plenty at the Academy."

"Do you think you're in a position to talk back to me?"

"That's not it, but..."

"I'm a Witch with a soft heart, so I don't want to oppress you with terrible threats or anything. Still, we've grown quite fond of each other seeing each other for two years."

Odil disgustingly pretended to wipe away tears.

At the Academy, she gave off the impression of a mischievous yet quite proper noble young lady, but outside, she was nothing but a troublemaker and a tyrant.

"Speak up now."Since I've never even been married, let alone had a daughter, it might not be the most accurate analogy, but I imagine the feeling is somewhat similar to when one day your daughter innocently asks, 'Daddy, how are babies made?'

"W-well, you see. Sexual, ahem, arousal is..."

Just as Siwoo was struggling to speak, Odette suddenly exclaimed.

"Ah, sister! The rest is written here!"

"Really?"

Odil clung to the book like a hamster that had found cheese.

It seemed they trusted an authoritative book more than words from an individual's mouth.

Siwoo, who had finally mustered the courage to speak only to be oddly abandoned, grimaced.

"It says this is the male genitalia before arousal."

"Shall we compare?"

At Odil's gesture, Siwoo's underwear was instantly stripped off, falling down to his ankles.

He could feel the twins' gazes burning intensely as they focused on his cock.

Odette began comparing the book's illustration to Siwoo's limp member, holding it right beside it.

"Comparing it to the picture, it really does look similar, huh?"

"It looks kind of sullen, poor thing."

Odil and Odette looked at each other and giggled.

"So, if you apply sexual arousal or something to this, it gets bigger, right? Professor Amelia used to rub it with her hand."

"This time, let's be the ones to rub it!"

Instantly united in purpose, the twins took off their gloves and began fumbling with Siwoo's cock.

He had seen it in the twins' lessons, but it had never been touched before.

The unfamiliar hands simultaneously touching his sensitive lower region made Siwoo flinch.

"It's kind of soft."

"Right."

It wasn't like Amelia's skilled, masturbatory hand movements.

Their technique consisted solely of kneading it like children playing with clay.

Well, how could the twins, who didn't even know what sexual arousal was, know how to touch it properly?

Perhaps because of that, his cock didn't stir at all.

It remained limp, merely moving here and there as if annoyed by the twins' touch.

Siwoo let out a sigh of relief.

"Why isn't it getting bigger?"

"I can answer that question. Men also have their condition, and sometimes when their condition isn't good, they can be listless like this. So, let's end today's sex education here..."

For a moment, Odil and Odette seemed to listen to Siwoo's words, but the instant they sensed his tone was suggesting they stop, they lost interest and began flipping through the book again.

"Oh! Sister! Look here!"

"Where? 'On the wedding night, the male may fall into a state of extreme excitement and tension. In such cases, the male genitalia may fail to become erect. At such times, it is first necessary to relieve each other's tension with a passionate kiss.'"

"A kiss?"

The twins tilted their heads in the same direction simultaneously.

"What does that have to do with this? Kissing is done with the mouth, and the genitals are down below."

"Let's just try it first."

Once again, with astonishing synchronicity, the twins looked at Siwoo.

Siwoo chose to simply close his eyes tightly.

If things continued like this and they somehow ended up having sex, he would surely die.

No matter what, it was crucial not to get an erection.

Because as described in the guidebook, if the dick doesn't get hard, sex is impossible.

"I'll try first."

"Lady Odil, a kiss is a very sublime act performed between people who love each other."

There was no chance Siwoo's sensible advice would get through.

"Really? Then let's love each other from now on."

Odil plopped down, straddling Siwoo's stomach.

She untied the ribbon around her neck, removed her bonnet, and slowly brought her face closer.

Her pert nose, her large eyes sparkling brightly even as she prepared to kiss.

As her full lips drew near, Odil's sweet breath tickled the tip of his nose.

Even from this angle looking up at her face, he couldn't find a single flaw.

If only he weren't bound in a 'ch' shape on the bed, with just his dick hanging out, about to be forcibly kissed, he would have been quite happy.

Odil's and Siwoo's lips met.

Softer than marshmallows, more moist than dew-kissed flower petals.

Her jewel-like eyes, shining with curiosity, blinked at a distance where he could almost count her eyelashes.

Unfortunately, the lips that had pressed together for three seconds soon parted.

"Sister, it says you're supposed to put your tongue in too when kissing."

"Tongue? That's dirty."

"But it says here that the person receiving the tongue should gently suck it in and swirl it around as if melting candy."

"Alright."

Having received quick feedback, Odil boldly kissed him again.

This time, her pointed tongue pried its way between Siwoo's firmly closed lips.

Right before his eyes, Odil's wide-open eyes sparkled.

An awkward, clumsy tongue movement roughly stimulated not only the top and bottom of his tongue but also his lips and every nook and cranny of his oral mucosa.

Odil's saliva tasted of the refreshing orange flavor from the dessert she had eaten.

A Word from the Author (Author's Note)

Writing peaceful stories

Brings peace to my heart as well.

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