City of Witches Chapter 329

I asked Takasho to seat the Twins at the table right next to us and set out some simple snacks.

Since the Twins get along so well, they’d probably have fun even just by themselves.

Returning to Table No. 1, where I had been receiving guests all day, a witch was already waiting.

“Hello?”

“It’s an honor you sought me out. I should have come to greet you first—I’m ashamed.”

“It’s fine, I don’t really mind.”

“May I sit?”

“By all means.”

The witch stared intently at Siwoo while speaking, not moving from her seated position.

Her cascading black hair, full of curls, and her jade-colored eyes stood out.

Though it was my first time working at a host bar, having dealt with quite a few witches before, I could roughly gauge her status just from her demeanor and attire.

A wealthy witch?

A witch of high Hierarchy?

A witch who sought me out due to interest in my Magic?

Or perhaps a witch who dropped by out of curiosity about the first male witch?

In that sense, Siwoo felt a slight tension.

From the very first meeting, the vibe was intensely strong.

A dress made of multiple layers of fine silk.

Clothes like that are ridiculously expensive, and if they get dirty, they can’t even be cleaned—you just have to throw them away.

A long pipe made of ivory, with a large diamond embedded at the tip.

Not trying to make the most of the allotted 15 minutes to get her money’s worth, but rather an utterly relaxed attitude.

Definitely a Great Witch.

And wealthy.

A customer whose money is piling up to the point of rotting.

“It’s an honor to serve you. My name is Shin Siwoo.”

“Hoo, I know. You’re famous, after all.”

The wealthy customer leisurely blew out smoke while scrutinizing my face piece by piece.

Siwoo opened a bottle of champagne and poured it into both their glasses.

The witch silently watched every movement carefully.

“…….”

Was it because fatigue had built up, or something else?

Even though it was just a gaze, it felt suffocating, as if an oppressive pressure was bearing down.

“May I ask the witch’s esteemed name?”

“My name?”

The witch lightly lifted her glass, moistened her lips, and spoke.

A bright red lipstick mark remained on the rim of the glass.

“Knowing it might be dangerous—are you sure?”

“In what sense is it dangerous?”

“In various senses?”

This was the first time I’d encountered this type of customer.

Usually, witches who seek out Siwoo are quite excited simply by facing the rare existence that is a male witch.

Especially if they’ve waited through that long, long line.

But this unnamed witch, who’s been exuding a dangerous aura from the start, shows not the slightest hint of haste.

“You seem to enjoy secretive relationships. In that case, is ‘witch’ as a form of address acceptable?”

Siwoo swallowed hard but spoke without showing any fluster.

If there were another host bar in Gehenna, this would be the kind of difficult customer to make you wonder, ‘Is this an assassin sent from the shop next door?’

“Hmm? What do you think?”

“…….”

She tilted her head and stared piercingly at Siwoo.

When I met her gaze with the most composed smile I could muster, I could feel it.

Deep.

So deep and dark that its end was unimaginable.

Though her eyes were clearly a brilliant jade color, they seemed to reflect no light whatsoever.

The question naturally arose: What values does this witch hold, and what kind of life has she lived?

“Anyway, you’re as handsome as I heard. I like you.”

“You flatter me too much.”

Originally, at this timing, a host-like line like ‘Do I suit the witch?’ should have come out.

But in this swamp-like atmosphere, ad-libbing wasn’t easy.

The witch tapped ash into the ashtray and made preparations to leave.

“I’ve seen your face, so shall I get going now?”

“Huh?”

This was also a type Siwoo was seeing for the first time.

Inwardly, I was glad this uncomfortable customer was leaving, but no matter what, this is Takasho’s shop and I’m here to help.

First, I asked for a reason.

“Leaving already? If there was something lacking on my part…”

“No, it’s enough. I just dropped by out of curiosity. Here’s a tip.”

The witch placed a few gold coins on the table and got up from her seat.

“See you next time.”

Without a chance to stop her or see her off, Siwoo watched the witch’s retreating back, the click-clack of her heels fading away, with a sense of puzzlement.

Of course, I had to receive the next guest immediately, so there was no leisure to think too deeply about it.

A witch walked nonchalantly through Latifundium, now in its off-season with no human footsteps in sight.

With each step the witch took, her appearance changed.

Her pitch-black hair shifted to a dazzling platinum blonde, shimmering like pure snow, and her height, which had been around 160 cm, grew to 170 cm.

Her face and bone structure all transformed as well.

Rather than saying she changed, it would be more accurate to say she was returning to her original form.

The appearance she had taken was merely due to using an Artifact called ‘Persona’ to move around Gehenna.

“Gehenna remains the same. Still, leisurely and boring.”

The public enemy of Cliptoth.

The greedy witch who took countless lives of witches and humans under the pretext of Magic’s advancement.

It was Bianca Bellili.

For a public enemy, Gehenna was no different from the heart of enemy territory.

Yet, showing no sign of intimidation or tension meant she possessed absolute confidence in her own abilities to that extent.

Because she was confident that even if she happened to encounter a witch here, she could bury them without a trace.

“Let’s see, where was the doghouse?”

Bianca looked around.

Dense trees, like a tropical rainforest, blocked the sunlight.

Moreover, due to the nullified Magical Power, the near-worst visibility made Bianca wander for quite a while.

“Ah, must be over there.”

Going around the large tree she had noted as a landmark, the ‘doghouse’ appeared.

Not literally a doghouse, but a small cave formed by a large rock split by tree roots.

-Bzzzzzzzz

As Bianca approached the cave, a sound like the beating of a swarm of bees seeped out.

If you listened a little more closely, you could also hear the sound of incessant swallowing, honey dripping, and the panting of a wounded beast.

“Did our Ea guard the house well? I’m glad you’re safe.”

“…Huff… Hng…. Huhuk….”

Bianca looked down at Ea, who was squirming like a worm, with a bright smile.

The pitch-black blindfold and gag covering Ea’s eyes.Apart from the restraints binding her limbs, preventing her from curling up, she was stark naked.

Sweat clung stickily to her entire body, and a small pool of love juice had formed below her crotch.

Deeply inserted into both of Ea's holes, which writhed pitifully from the forced arousal, were adult toys.

"Did you have a good day? I was worried, you know? I was afraid some bad person might come and hurt our Ea."

"Huff…! Huh! Huff…!"

Bianca smiled with feigned innocence and tapped the dildo with the tip of her shoe.

Each time, Ea's body shuddered violently.

Through the round gag, already soaked with drool, came ragged breaths choked with fear.

Bianca leaned down and removed Ea's gag.

Simultaneously, Ea Sadalmelik, trembling uncontrollably, stammered out her words.

"W-who…? Who's there…? P-please, save me…."

"Ah, right. I forgot."

Bianca snapped her fingers, and everything restraining Ea vanished.

Her arms and legs were freed, the blindfold was removed, and even the magical measures blocking Ea's hearing were completely dispelled.

"Ah… Aah…."

Ea, whose face had been contorted with terror and fear, upon seeing Bianca, began shedding tears drop by drop.

While Bianca infiltrated Gehenna using a backdoor Ea had created in the past.

The moment she arrived at Latifundium, she threw Ea into this cave.

After blocking her hearing and sight, she amplified her senses severalfold with drugs.

To put it in more elegant terms, it was 'abandonment play.'

Of course, Ea was also a public enemy.

Moreover, due to her notorious past misdeeds, she was one of the more widely recognized public enemies.

Having fallen to the 13th Hierarchy, and having lost all her abilities due to the Ring of Subjugation, the outcome of encountering a Witch of Gehenna was obvious.

Therefore, while Bianca comfortably stayed at an inn in Renomond Town and took care of her business, Ea had to fight her own desperate battle alone here.

Suppressing moans for fear someone might come, trembling at the slightest presence, she must have oscillated frantically between pleasure and death.

For Ea, whose sense of time had shattered as she steeped in that horrific pleasure, Bianca's presence was nothing short of salvation.

"Poor thing…. Were you very scared? Come here."

"Master… sob… Master…."

Like a fanatic meeting their cult leader, Ea crawled unsteadily over and clung to Bianca's feet.

Her desperate attempt to act cute was exactly like a puppy sensing it's about to be abandoned.

"Hehe, you've become truly adorable."

"Yes… I'll keep trying from now on…. I'll become even cuter…. So please, Master, don't abandon me…. I was so scared…. I'll be good…. Please don't abandon me…."

No matter how much this bizarre abandonment play had driven her, Ea's reaction—clinging while tears and snot flowed—was abnormal.

Originally, she would have glared at Bianca with fierce eyes, baring her teeth.

But Ea was no longer the Witch of Aquarius from the past.

In the months since acquiring her, Bianca had freely molded Ea, systematically shattering her pride from the ground up.

She unleashed all manner of dark, twisted sadism without filter.

Pleasure and pain inflicted all day long.

Punishments and rewards given on a whim.

The power of the drugs administered without respite uprooted Ea's will to resist entirely.

So, in simple terms.

It meant she had truly become an obedient pet.

"Alright, so could you give me a little space?"

"Master… Master…. Please, please don't abandon me…."

"Sigh…."

Bianca let out a sigh and gently pushed away the persistently clinging Ea.

Then, without mercy, she kicked Ea in the stomach.

"Guhk!"

Ea spewed saliva from her mouth and curled up like a bean weevil.

The shock was so great her lips turned blue as she trembled violently.

"S-sorry, cough, I'm sorry… I'm sorry…."

This was the result.

Ea Sadalmelik had now become a good Witch who would immediately apologize even if slapped or kicked for no reason.

Bianca, who had been watching this scene with satisfaction, smiled and crouched down.

Then she warmly embraced the suffering Ea.

"Ea, don't worry. Why would I abandon you? When you're so well-behaved."

"Sob… hic… sob sob…"

"Stop crying! Thanks to you, I got into Gehenna easily, right? I will never abandon you. You know that even when I'm strict sometimes, it's all because I cherish and love you, right?"

"Y-yes… I know…. I know…."

As if Bianca's embrace alone was a haven that could grant her peace.

Shedding tears of relief and joy, Ea burrowed deeper into Bianca's arms.

"You know how much I think of you…. I even did some preliminary investigation today to get revenge for you."

"...What?"

"A male witch, was it? How disgusting. To dare call himself a Witch with Magic built up over barely a few years. And he even raped you and stole your Magic, I heard."

"……."

"Our Ea is more powerless than a bug, more worthless than trash. So your Master is going to punish him extra hard for you. Aren't you happy?"

"I, I… don't care about things like revenge anymore…. As long as I can stay by Master's side… anything is fine…."

"Aw, you're so good."

Not a trace of her past glory and dignity remained in Ea.

No matter how much Bianca tried, she couldn't fathom what was going on in that thoroughly tangled mind.

She didn't know if Ea truly meant it when she said she didn't care about revenge, but she wondered what reaction she would show if her enemy were brought right before her.

It might be fun to bring that so-called male witch here and have him rape Ea again.

If she were subjected to that horrific act once more by the very person she had once gritted her teeth against in bitter resentment.

Bianca grew curious whether she would remain as obedient then as she was now.

"The world is just full of interesting things."

"That's right, that's right. Master…."

"I hope even more interesting things happen from now on."

Bianca stroked Ea's head with a very, very gentle touch.

Author's Note (Afterword)

I feel like I might have titled this chapter wrong…