Chapter
City of Witches Chapter 295
The sudden appearance of a third party.
Siwoo was surprised.
The unnamed Witch was also surprised.
"Uh, cou-cou-could it be? The Witch of Fortune? Kibele… Periwinkle?"
"Thanks for introducing me instead. Why are you looking at me like that? Want an autograph?"
"I'd be grateful if you gave me one! By the way… what do you mean by saying you killed the Cowardly Witch?"
Still wearing a seductive dress with high exposure.
Periwinkle, who walked over with a haughty stride that seemed to declare, 'I'm the best in this area!' clicking her heels, naturally stood beside Siwoo.
"You don't know how terrifying the man you're hitting on is, do you?"
"That…."
"Witches who still only play within Gehenna are slow on the news. You don't even know that this man killed the Enemy Knight that the Cowardly Witch controlled."
"That can't be! It was Duke Tiferet who killed the Cowardly Witch…."
Periwinkle looked down at the Witch who was a head shorter than her and smiled leisurely.
"Then try fighting him once. I'll officiate. Fairly."
The Witch glanced at Siwoo's face.
As if trying to discern whether Periwinkle's words were just a bluff or not.
"Why not? Sounds good, right? The winner gets to do whatever they want with the loser. On the condition that we don't care about serious injuries during the duel. How about it?"
"Um, well…."
The Witch, who had been rolling her eyes around, spoke in a voice that seemed to shrink, her earlier arrogant attitude nowhere to be found.
No matter how self-absorbed a Witch she was, even if her opponent was a man.
What if that man really killed the Cowardly Witch?
And the one delivering that news is the Great Witch Periwinkle.
She couldn't take it lightly.
"I suddenly have something urgent to attend to, so I'll be going now… ha, haha…."
"Alright, take your autograph."
Periwinkle scribbled on a business card with a pen and then tucked it into the Witch's cleavage.
Like a customer giving a tip to a stripper.
"Kyaa! Thank you! Thank you!"
One might have expected her to be angry from the humiliation, but after receiving the card, the Witch blinked her eyes and disappeared into the distance.
Periwinkle, who had been watching her retreating figure with an amused look, turned around with a grin and faced Siwoo.
"Funny, right? They think I'm some kind of lucky charm. This is why I hate Gehenna. Everyone's like, 'Hold my hand~ Give me an autograph~ Kiss me~'"
"It's been a while, Periwinkle-nim. Thank you for helping me. But about the Enemy Knight…."
"I know, you think I don't? It was a bluff."
Periwinkle reached out and straightened Siwoo's clothes.
"You survived well. Wild horse Shin Siwoo."
She said with a bright smile that showed her neat teeth.
First floor of the Coiled Serpent Rest.
Periwinkle and Siwoo, each holding a wooden beer mug, shared a toast to their reunion after a long time.
"As soon as I entered Gehenna, I heard the Portal was acting up, and I thought that couldn't be right. It was to meet you, wasn't it?"
Kibele Periwinkle, delivering a line that sounded incredibly like a pick-up line.
She had saved Siwoo and Sharon's lives once before and later saved Siwoo's life again with a four-leaf clover.
In other words, she was a benefactor to whom he owed two lives.
Having only encountered gazes that looked at him like some strange and rare object, seeing a familiar face was welcome.
At first, Periwinkle was similar, but after sending the tteokbap, she seemed to treat him as a fairly equal relationship.
"How have you been all this time?"
"Me? I was leisurely playing around in Guam, then had some business and dropped by for a bit. You?"
"I also came for some business."
Periwinkle was a Witch with a truly unique aura.
Navy blue hair, navy blue eyes, and a black dress.
Even though there wasn't a single element reminiscent of gold, the shabby tavern she sat in looked like a treasure vault piled high with gold, silver, and jewels.
As if a single space had been neatly cut out.
Periwinkle, resting her chin on her hand, crossing her legs, and wiggling her high heels.
"You're still not good at leading conversations, huh? You lead really well in sex, though."
Periwinkle, who casually brought up the word 'sex,' set down her beer mug.
She let the heel that had been precariously perched on her toe drop with a tap and placed her smooth foot between Siwoo's legs.
It was an unmistakable advance that needed no interpretation, but as it wasn't the right time, he gently stopped her.
Periwinkle laughed as if Siwoo's hand touching her foot tickled.
"By the way, thanks to the four-leaf clover you gave me before, I saved my life once."
"Effective, right? I poured my energy into making it so you wouldn't die. I even prepared purified water."
Siwoo chuckled at Periwinkle's exaggeration.
He had clearly seen her take it out and give it to him.
Periwinkle, who had recited the lie nonchalantly, moved her seat and sat right next to Siwoo.
Fearing she might suddenly bring the top of her head under his nose, he maintained a proper distance and continued the conversation.
"By the way, how was that pink clover?"
"Ah! That thing!"
It suddenly came to mind, something he had forgotten about since it disappeared one day.
That ominous-colored clover.
He had meant to ask what its purpose was.
But judging by Periwinkle's tone and playful attitude, it seemed he didn't need to ask.
"Fun, right? It was supposed to trigger all sorts of risqué events."
"Sigh, I had a bit of a hard time because of that."
"It's a good item for a man, isn't it? Want me to make you another one?"
"I'll just accept the sentiment."
Periwinkle cackled, and Siwoo gave a wry smile.
Now that it was in the past, he could brush it off with a wry smile, but there had been more than one or two moments that made him shudder.
"By the way, who did you go how far with? You can at least tell me that much."
At that time, the person Siwoo was constantly with was Eloa, so the target of all the events was his unsuspecting Master.
But he wasn't so loose-lipped as to reveal that.
It also felt somewhat improper.
"Ahem, no comment, no comment."
"What would it take for you to tell me?"
As if she had been waiting, Periwinkle clung to Siwoo, trying to bring the top of her head under his nose, but his hand lifted her chin.
He knew this would happen.
Periwinkle clicked her tongue and grumbled.
"Acting like this? What a bad man. Setting a woman's heart on fire and then pretending not to know."
"When did I set anything on fire? Looks like spontaneous combustion to me."
Still, it wasn't uncomfortable to interact with her, given their past connection.
The two continued their conversation naturally."Oh, come to think of it, you broke the vibrator I gave you within just a few days. If I end up with you, are you going to treat me that roughly too? Our Siwoo, you're such a bad boy."
"Ah, I was trying to keep that a secret. You already know."
"Secret, my foot... I got a call from the repair center. Pay up. Pay up quickly~"
"If you gave it to me, it's mine. I put it to good use."
"My, look at that sharp reply."
Having once tasted Siwoo's fiery rod, Periwinkle was much friendlier than before.
Still, she used to have a somewhat high-handed attitude, but now it's like...
She feels like a friendly senior in the department.
Even though their first meeting wasn't great, since she's his life's benefactor, Siwoo could relax a bit around her.
Especially because it was comfortable that she didn't view him as a "rare item I must possess!"
"Anyway, since we're on the topic. Don't you want to receive a gift from me today too?"
Periwinkle gently grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it aside.
She was subtly showing her bare breasts, just for Siwoo to see.
Even though he had sucked, pinched, and bitten those breasts countless times over two days in bed, seeing one breast exposed outdoors like this was beyond imaginably arousing.
He almost lost it for a moment.
"I'll do whatever you ask. I really enjoyed it back then. So much that I can't even think of anyone else but you."
"You mean in the ass?"
"Hey! I told you not to say it like that!"
Periwinkle looked around in shock, scanning her surroundings.
It was quite cute how she didn't mind showing her breasts but was embarrassed by such words—that gap was really adorable.
"...But, well... if you want it, I'm fine with it too."
Her shyly covering her breasts was even cuter.
As much as he hated to part ways like this, he couldn't keep Eloa waiting too long.
He could picture her waiting for her disciple, who said he'd go out for some fresh air and never returned.
It's been 30 minutes now, so he should probably head back soon.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I'll have time today."
"I think neglect play would be better done on the bed. Why?"
Periwinkle clicked her tongue regretfully but gave up quite readily.
"My Master is waiting for me upstairs."
"...Master? Who?"
"Duke Tiferet."
Periwinkle's gaze shifted slightly upward.
Then, as if loading, she thought deeply without saying a word, and then her mouth fell open as if she'd realized something.
"You, don't tell me, you and Duke Tiferet, did it?"
Periwinkle stammered out her words, utterly shocked by the snowball effect her pink clover had triggered.
Siwoo also realized that his words and reaction could easily be misunderstood and tried to correct himself.
But come to think of it, they really did do it.
Seeing Siwoo hesitate to answer, Periwinkle seemed to jump to conclusions and clicked her tongue.
"Wow... pretending to be innocent, but you're a pro, huh?"
"Well... I think there's a misunderstanding. It's not like that."
"So you didn't do it?"
Anyway, she's scarily quick to catch on.
But here, for Eloa's honor, he had to lie.
"I didn't do it."
"You did. You're really bad at lying."
And he was instantly seen through.
Still dumbfounded, Periwinkle scanned the air with unfocused eyes.
Any thoughts of having sex seemed to have flown far away as she busily muttered something to herself.
"That stubborn Duke? No, even if it's a clover... How on earth...?"
"It was good to see you after so long. I'll see you again next time."
"W-wait, wait!"
Periwinkle pulled on Siwoo's sleeve as he tried to stand up, forcing him back into the chair.
"No, really? You really did it?"
"I told you I didn't."
"No way... Clearly you did... But how?"
Siwoo's denial was clearly a lie...
But the truth itself was something she couldn't bring herself to believe, even if she tried.
Thus, Periwinkle fell into confusion.
She didn't seem like a gossip, but it was better to be clear than to leave room for misunderstandings or rumors.
"Ahem, to tell you the truth... we did it."
"Don't lie!"
"Hey! What do you want me to do!"
So Siwoo carefully explained the circumstances to Periwinkle.
Periwinkle, who had been in a panic, seemed to somewhat accept Siwoo's calm and persistent explanation.
Only then did she shake her head and regain some composure.
"Aha... So that's how it is..."
"So please keep it a strict secret."
"Of course~ Do I look like a woman with a loose mouth? I'm only honest when Siwoo devours me in bed."
But it would've been better if it ended there.
"How could I, a mere woman, refuse a request from Shin Siwoo, who pulls women's hearts out of his pocket... Oh my, oh my... I'm really shocked."
She had even recovered enough to tease Siwoo like this.
"Anyway."
Periwinkle chugged the remaining beer and stood up.
She seemed to sense it wasn't a situation to interfere in.
"I'm glad to see you after so long too. I'm relieved you seem safe."
"Don't mention it. I'm grateful to you too, Periwinkle."
"Actually, I was going to ask if we could try it in the same bed as the Duke~ but I guess I can't ask for that, right?"
"Of course not."
After making a dizzying statement, Periwinkle gathered her pouch and tossed something over.
It was a business card, different from the one he received outside.
It was a business card with a strange serial number on it.
"Radio waves don't reach Gehenna, right? Phones don't work either."
"I know. I'll contact you soon."
Periwinkle, who had received the contact information for the remote communication crystal, lightly kissed Siwoo's cheek and grinned.
"You're not stopping this either?"
"Of course I should do at least this much. Take care."
And so, Periwinkle, who had appeared like a storm, left a storm-like impression and disappeared outside the inn.
Author's Note (Author's Afterword)
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