City of Witches Chapter 119

The cabin didn't have a proper dining room.

With insufficient space to incorporate a kitchen inside and a separate outbuilding constructed in the yard, there was simply no room for a separate dining table.

"Shall we bathe together?"

"Pfft!"

Siwoo, who had been drinking the prune juice served as dessert after dinner at the low-legged table in front of the fireplace, sprayed the juice out with a truly cartoonish force.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Thanks to Amelia's splendid telekinesis, not a single drop splattered or leaked, all neatly collected into an empty bowl.

A reaction of this magnitude was justified.

Suddenly suggesting bathing together—what kind of talk was this?

"Huh...?"

"When I stayed here, I often bathed with Master. I want to do it with you too, Siwoo."

Amelia spoke in a clear, unwavering voice.

She wanted to do it as soon as possible, thinking it would become quite awkward if he regained more memories or if her body grew more.

It was Amelia's small desire to spend happy time with him before it became any later.

Siwoo was flustered.

Of course, there was the precedent of visiting the large bathhouse with the Twins and seeing their naked bodies, but that didn't mean the shameless act of mixed bathing was naturally acceptable.

Seeing Siwoo's reaction, Amelia added.

"Of course, I'll be wearing underwear. You should wear underwear too."

The flower crown Siwoo had made for her this afternoon was still perched atop Amelia's head.

Even though sap dripped from the broken stems and dampened her golden hair, she stubbornly refused to remove the crown.

"I don't mind, but..."

Hearing that wearing underwear would be okay, Siwoo felt somewhat relieved.

Amelia nodded with a gentle smile.

"Then I'll heat the water. Get ready and come out."

"Okay."

Amelia went outside and headed towards the outbuilding.

From the narrow outbuilding that looked like a storage shed, she pulled out a large wooden barrel, lit a fire, and heated the water.

If there were prying eyes around, she wouldn't have been able to act so boldly.

But here, there were cork oak trees surrounding them like a screen, and no other visitors came.

Amelia dragged the wooden barrel filled with warm water to the front of the yard, followed by Siwoo walking over in just his underwear with a robe draped over him.

"Are we bathing here?"

"Yes, do you want to go in first, Siwoo?"

Amelia took the robe Siwoo had taken off.

Since they would be wearing underwear anyway, it wouldn't be much different from swimwear, so it wasn't that embarrassing.

Siwoo stepped onto the wooden barrel and slipped inside.

Even though it was spring, the night was quite chilly, but as soon as he immersed himself in the hot water, warmth and drowsiness washed over him.

"Wait a moment."

After neatly folding the robe and placing it on the grass, Amelia also began to take off her dress.

Whether it was due to the heat of the hot water, Siwoo's face flushed red as he forcibly averted his gaze.

Amelia untied the ribbon tied around her waist and was soon in her underwear.

Her current attire was a white lingerie set, the least revealing among the underwear she owned.

Amelia walked lightly over and plopped into the tub.

-Splash splash

The sound of water echoing in the tranquil forest.

The wooden barrel wasn't that big.

It was small enough that if Amelia and Siwoo got in together, their skin would inevitably touch.

Siwoo's eyes took in Amelia's upper body, submerged up to her waist in the water.

The resilient breasts encased in a white bra and the collarbone stretching straight and elegantly.

Even the deer-like neckline, especially prominent because her hair was tied up.

It was like a flawless torso, a masterpiece crafted with the utmost devotion by a genius sculptor.

"Don't stay so uncomfortably, relax and sit."

Amelia said in a soft voice to Siwoo, who was hunched over almost as if cowering.

"But then I'll... touch you, Miss Amelia..."

"We sleep cuddled together every night."

He didn't bother to point out that they were clearly wearing clothes then...

Siwoo stretched out a bit as Amelia suggested.

He could feel their smooth skin touching.

Only after Siwoo adjusted his posture comfortably did Amelia finally settle her buttocks completely against the bottom of the tub.

The water level was up to Siwoo's chin and Amelia's chest.

"Can you close your eyes for a moment?"

"Huh? Okay."

Siwoo obediently closed his eyes at Amelia's words.

-Snap!

Amelia flicked her fingers like a magician and said to Siwoo.

"Now open them."

Siwoo slowly opened his eyes, and they widened in amazement.

"Wow...!"

The faint light streaming from the cabin had vanished.

In the middle of the forest, free from urban light pollution, even the cabin, which had provided some light, was now dark, so it should have been pitch black.

However.

"It's so... so beautiful, Miss Amelia..."

Instead of a crimson glow, the area around the tub was shimmering with a silvery radiance.

The sky, surrounded by cork oak trees, was filled with blue-glowing stars as if jewels had been scattered across it.

Siwoo tilted his head back for a long time, gazing up at the stars that seemed about to pour down.

"It seems impossible to count them all..."

The night sky, devoid of even a single cloud, shone like polished obsidian.

"I wanted to show you too."

It wasn't particularly flashy or extravagantly luxurious, but she wanted to share this scenery with him.

Just then, Siwoo's absentmindedly stretched foot pressed firmly against the inside of Amelia's thigh.

Given the cramped space, even if just one person moved, their bodies bumped into each other.

"Ah, sorry."

"It's okay, I'll move back."

Saying so, Amelia, who had been submerged up to her neck, slightly lifted her upper body backward.

As a result, Amelia's upper body, which had been briefly submerged, rose through the water, parting the surface.

"........"

Siwoo forgot about looking at the stars and stared at Amelia with his mouth agape.

Amelia checked her own appearance under his penetrating gaze.

Amelia had been mistaken about something.

Ordinary underwear is different from swimwear.

Unlike swimwear with thick lining that remains unaffected even when wet, the moisture-laden underwear sagged downward, clung to her skin, and transparently revealed Amelia's fair skin beneath.

There was a reason Siwoo was staring with his pupils trembling.

From Amelia's perky nipples to the fresh gradient of the areolae surrounding them, they were faintly visible through the white fabric.

"S-sorry."Siwoo quickly turned his head away.

Yet the way he kept stealing glances at Amelia's chest seemed oddly endearing.

If they were officially dating, she thought she would feel vaguely repulsed by such behavior.

But Amelia realized her own heart was surprisingly calm.

Even knowing she was practically bare-chested, she felt no particular shame.

Her heart was pounding, but she didn't want to cover up or mind him looking.

It was strange.

Was it because he looked so young?

Or had something within her changed?

"Come here. Let me wash you."

Amelia scooped water with her hands and wiped Siwoo's face, his eyes tightly shut.

Then, with a small ladle she had brought beforehand, she carefully washed his hair.

It was something that could be done in an instant with Magic.

She hadn't known each of these slow, inefficient actions would feel so precious again.

Amelia and Siwoo washed together until the slightly hot water began to feel cool.

"Phew..."

Siwoo was soothing his flushed face while drinking the cold milk Amelia had brought.

His fingertips had become wrinkled, perhaps from being in the water for quite a long time.

Thinking it would be fine since it was a bath with underwear on had certainly been too careless.

Rather, the barely concealed appearance had stimulated his imagination, forcing Siwoo to endure considerable distress while bathing with his legs crossed.

'Thank you, Siwoo.'

Setting down the empty milk bottle and shaking his hair dry with a towel, Siwoo suddenly recalled what had happened with Amelia that morning.

Her smile, shining like a marigold, which he had stared at blankly for a long time.

Suddenly, his chest felt ticklish.

The corners of his mouth twitched as if a giggle might escape.

"Get a grip."

Siwoo slapped his cheeks repeatedly.

But still, her bright face floated around in his mind.

Along with the memory of Amelia's chest, which he had only known through touch until today when he saw it with his own eyes, adding detail to the recollection.

• Knock knock

A knocking sound was heard.

Amelia's voice came from beyond the Gate.

"Siwoo, are we sleeping together again tonight?"

"Yes, I'll change clothes and come right away."

"Alright."

Even though they had only exchanged brief words, he felt inexplicably fidgety.

Because when sleeping with Amelia, she allowed him to touch her chest freely.

Thinking they would sleep together again since it was late, yesterday's risqué image of her also came to mind.

Those somewhat stimulating sights for a boy just becoming very interested in the opposite sex.

The sight of Amelia, who usually seemed like a pure and kind teacher, flinching and trembling each time he pinched her nipple, instilled a strange sense of conquest in Siwoo.

Would he be allowed again today?

More driven by intense curiosity than sticky sexual desire, Siwoo felt his lower body twitch.

After changing into the beige pajamas Amelia had newly brought, Siwoo knocked on Amelia's door with a pounding heart.

"Come in."

Opening the creaky wooden door, what came into view was a triangular window following the roof's shape.

On the bed, placed as if using the window as a headboard, Amelia was tucked under the covers, leaning her back against the pillow.

Her fine hair rustled in the moonlight.

"Siwoo, are you still scared of sleeping alone?"

"Ah, no. It's not that..."

There was no way Siwoo, as dense as they come, could say that he simply liked sleeping with Amelia.

To the hesitating Siwoo, Amelia showed a small smile.

"Siwoo."

"Yes?"

"Why were you looking at my chest earlier?"

"Huh...?"

"During the bath."

At Amelia's direct question, Siwoo turned pale.

Regardless of their relationship, looking at someone's body carelessly is rude.

That's why he had suppressed his instinctively drawn gaze toward her chest as much as possible, but Amelia had noticed everything.

"I, uh, well..."

Siwoo, at a loss for words.

To him, fearing a scolding, Amelia shook her head.

"I'm not trying to get angry."

"I'm sorry..."

Standing beside Amelia with his hands humbly clasped, Siwoo bowed his head as if ashamed.

He felt terribly embarrassed that she had noticed.

"Can you tell me honestly?"

"........"

After a moment's hesitation, Siwoo, realizing her voice didn't sound angry, carefully opened his mouth.

"I wanted... to see... But I wasn't trying to look on purpose, my eyes just went there on their own..."

"Siwoo, it's okay. I told you I'm not scolding you. Lift your head."

At her affectionate words that seemed to soothe his fluster, Siwoo also gained courage and slowly raised his head.

Amelia was still sitting leaning against the pillow, sending Siwoo a warm gaze.

"Siwoo, thank you. For giving me that lovely flower crown."

"Ah, yes. I'll make you another one next time."

"Yes, I'll look forward to it."

Feeling awkward under that gaze, he scratched his head.

A slightly awkward atmosphere settled as the conversation lulled for a moment.

Amelia cleared her throat and looked at Siwoo.

"You know this isn't normally allowed, right?"

Swish.

The sound of the white blanket being pulled back was heard.

Amelia, still sitting, lowered the blanket she had been holding up to her chin.

And Simultaneously, her bare upper body, wearing nothing, was revealed.

This wasn't the level of 'the outline shows through clothes' or 'the inside is visible because of wet underwear.'

It was just naked.

Her slightly perky, teardrop-shaped breasts were exposed to the air without a single thread in the way.

Amelia's breasts, shaped like sweet peaches, swayed subtly each time she shyly covered her mouth.

"But, I also want to give Siwoo what he wants."

A word from the author (Author's Note)

Amelia has had a hard time too, so let's give her a little rest.