City of Witches Chapter 38

Just when I thought I might finally see some light after all that hard work, I wondered if dementia had set in from the suffering.

Fortunately, that didn't seem to be the case.

Or is that actually fortunate?

Siwoo hesitantly approached the carriage standing quietly, as if urging him to hurry up and get in.

It wasn't that he had forgotten.

He was supposed to meet the Twins over the weekend, but he had to stand them up due to a sudden summons.

Still, it was because of that Amelia's summons, so what could the Twins do about it?

He figured they'd understand and let it slide, so he didn't consider it a big issue.

But why was opening this carriage door so terrifying?

The windows were covered with black and white cloth, making the interior invisible. Siwoo gulped and stepped inside.

"Excuse me."

Upon entering the carriage, Siwoo's eyes widened.

The interior was much larger than it appeared from the outside.

A floor perfectly covered with a red carpet and a ceiling so high it was hard to believe this was a carriage interior.

At this level, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a mobile villa.

They had probably used spatial distortion Magic.

Actually, spatial distortion is one of the magics frequently used throughout Gehenna, so it's not that surprising.

However, most of them utilize the magic power flowing through Ley Lines and Water Veins.

Using it on a moving carriage like this would incur enormous maintenance costs.

As expected of the famously wealthy Jemernai Count Family.

Then, the dim space brightened.

The candles that had been burning faintly here and there flared up.

Simultaneously, the carriage door closed, revealing Odil and Odette sitting side by side on the sofa.

With their arms crossed, they lifted their chins and glared at Siwoo with arrogant, solemn eyes.

Well, that made sense.

Siwoo, a mere slave, had broken his promise and run off on his own.

"There seems to be a misunderstanding. I can explain what happened step by step..."

"Close the door and come in."

"Yes."

Even if they're apprentices, a Witch is still a Witch, right?

Having only seen their always childish and naive, smiling faces, seeing them angry was no joke—the intimidation was real.

Siwoo carefully closed the door and walked over to the Twins.

"Since we've been calling you 'Assistant' and treating you comfortably, you must find slave life very easy, huh?"

"That's not true."

"It's not? Then why did you break your promise on your own?"

Odil's youthful voice pierced down like icicles.

"I'm sorry. But there were unavoidable circumstances."

"I'll decide how to treat you, Assistant, after hearing how important these circumstances were."

Just as Siwoo was getting unnecessarily tense, thinking this might be more serious than expected, Odette's whining voice chimed in.

"Sis, my eyes hurt. How long do we have to stay like this?"

"Odette, be quiet."

"Assistant must have had his reasons."

Perhaps happy to see Siwoo after so long, Odette shrugged her shoulders unnecessarily and spoke up.

"By the way, Assistant. Our Magic was amazing, right? It was a song called 'Fairy's Prank' that makes you wander around in circles."

"I-It was amazing."

"Right?"

Leaving behind Odette's proud, pleased smile, Siwoo calmly explained what had happened earlier.

There was no need to go into excessive detail.

Simply put, Amelia called him, so he went to Border Town.

But since it was an unexpected event, he couldn't inform Taro Town.

From now on, he's not a manager but Amelia's personal slave.

The end.

"...That's how it happened."

"See? Assistant wouldn't have done it on purpose, right?"

"Hmph, I still can't forgive him."

As expected, the Twins seemed sufficiently convinced.

Though Odil still wore a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

"Then, did the professor give you these clothes too?"

"Yes, that's right."

"They suit you well."

"Thank you."

Seeing even Odil, who had been crossing her arms, toss out a compliment like that, the clothes must indeed be stylish.

"Oh, right! Assistant, want me to tell you something funny?"

"Odette! We agreed not to talk about that!"

As Odette opened her mouth, Odil began to fluster.

The tension that had been barely there vanished in an instant.

Odette dodged Odil's attempt to cover her mouth and, unable to hold back her laughter, continued.

"You see, when Assistant didn't come, Sis got so angry she kicked the bed."

"Stop it! I was finally setting the mood!"

"Sis's shin hit the bed, and she rolled around on the floor crying."

"I didn't cry!"

So she did roll around, huh.

Odil's face turned bright red as she glared at Odette, then spoke to Siwoo.

"Assistant, want me to tell you a really funny story too? I once found Odette's suicide note."

"Siiiiis! Why are you bringing that up!"

This time, the situation reversed.

Odil continued gleefully, while Odette charged at her as if ready to die.

"And you know why it was?"

"Sis, if you do that, I'll eat all the snacks you hid in your room!"

"She thought she had a terminal illness when she first got her period."

"Siiiiiiiiiiis!!!!"

"Odette cried so pitifully back then... When I didn't know anything, I cried with her, you know?"

"Die, die!"

"Ow! Damn it! You talked too! I told you not to say anything!"

"Is that the same as this?"

And then.

"Assistant! I'll tell you more funny stories about Sis!"

"No, Assistant! Don't listen to that, listen to mine! Mine's funnier!"

The Twins began chirping like baby birds begging for food.

"Don't listen!"

"Don't listen!"

"Odette's stories aren't that interesting!"

"Sis's stories aren't that interesting!"

After a while of spilling each other's embarrassing histories, Odil and Odette, under Siwoo's mediation, signed a truce and sat at the table.

What kind of mess is this?

Siwoo let out a deep sigh.

".......Pfft..."

".......Whew..."

After a mutually destructive battle leaving only wounds, perhaps it was time for saintly behavior—the Twins slumped weakly on the sofa.

Their cheeks were still flushed red, excitement not fully subsided, their clothes and hair thoroughly disheveled as they panted for breath.

"Odette..."

"Sis..."

Their eyes met simultaneously, and after staring at each other for a while, the Twins amiably embraced each other.

"I'm sorry."

"No, I was more wrong."

"I guess I realized too late that nothing good comes from fights like this continuing."

"I'm sorry for violating the pact with a preemptive attack."

"That's right, isn't it nice when you get along so well."

Even if they bicker sometimes, they must stick together because they're this close.

Siwoo looked at the Twins with a somewhat heartwarming feeling.To Siwoo, these episodes felt nothing more than cute, though they were certainly embarrassing for both parties involved.

"From now on, I'll never let you take the initiative again, so be prepared, Odette."

"And I'm going to attack so thoroughly that you won't be able to counterattack, sister."

"Uh, um..."

Anyway, despite their mature appearances, their actions were unmistakably childish.

Are all Witches like this?

"By the way, may I go now?"

Thinking it wasn't such a serious matter and that he had properly apologized, Siwoo cautiously asked if he could go to the dormitory to pack his things.

Naturally, permission was not granted.

"Where do you think you're going? Sit down."

The Twins, who had been burning with fierce hostility toward each other, soon tidied their hair and sat on the sofa.

"Assistant, we understand there were circumstances. It wouldn't be right to keep harping on something unavoidable."

"Thank you for understanding."

"But we're a bit upset too. It was our rare day off, and we wasted the whole day waiting for you."

"That... I'm truly sorry, as I've said before."

Odette hurried off somewhere and pulled a thick book from a bookshelf in a corner of the carriage.

"Anyway, while we were waiting blankly, we came up with a good idea between us, didn't we?"

Fluttering the book, Odette energetically opened it to a specific page and showed it to Siwoo.

She looked quite excited, even standing on tiptoe for no reason.

"We're going to make this today."

"What is it?"

"The 'Potion of Eros.' Actually, we've already made it."

The answer came from Odil.

From her bosom, she produced an ampoule containing a pink liquid that seemed to say, 'I am a suspicious Magic potion.'

"Actually, while reading a guidebook for ladies on their first night, the word 'love' kept appearing."

"But no matter how much we thought about it, there's no proper way to understand that."

"However, nothing is impossible with Magic! So we prepared this."

The Twins continued their explanation, taking turns like well-coordinated show hosts.

"The effect is very intuitive. A woman who drinks this will fall into very deep love for exactly one hour."

"So you're going to test it on me?"

"Of course."

"Absolutely!"

So that's why they insisted on keeping me here.

"Yes, but we need a little additional help from you."

"There's exactly one more ingredient needed for this potion... and we can't obtain it ourselves."

"Cum, right?"

"You're catching on quickly now."

Listening to Odil's additional explanation, it seemed using any man's cum would be problematic.

"Because to fall in love with you through this potion, we need your cum. Freshly extracted."

It was a damnably conditional CC skill: another man's cum would be useless, and the Twins had to see Siwoo within 10 seconds of drinking the potion made with his cum to fall under its charm.

Why on earth did you make such a trashy thing?

The words rose to his throat, but unfortunately, he was at a disadvantage here, so he just had to play along.

What else could he do?

"Anyway, I think that's explanation enough."

"Then take off your pants and give them to me."

After a moment's hesitation, Siwoo obediently took off his pants and handed them to Odette.

The Twins' gazes instantly focused on his lower half.

The still-enormously interested little guy, feeling burdened by the stares, hung limply, embarrassed.

"Since we want to try it quickly, can you do it for us right now?"

"Um, having someone watch makes me nervous, so it takes much longer. If you give me a bottle or something, I'll bring it to you."

"No need. We'll extract it ourselves."

It was an expected rejection, of course.

Siwoo felt quite conflicted.

Naturally, he didn't dislike the sensation itself that could be obtained from this situation.

If he left it to the Twins like this, he could feel very good quite easily.

But he also felt like a criminal leading innocent girls astray.

Above all, he feared the consequences if this matter reached Count Gemernai's ears.

"Big sister and I studied really hard. We'll do well now."

"Want to sit on this sofa?"

"Um... Lady Odil, Lady Odette, if Count Gemernai finds out about this, she'll be very angry. How about we don't do this from now on? At least not until you become Official Witches..."

Led by Odil's hand to sit on the sofa, Siwoo made a feeble protest, but it was a futile effort from the start.

After all, Odette wasn't even listening and had already taken the large glans into her mouth.

"Hahm... Shall we begin?"

Author's Note (Afterword)

We hit weekly first place based on the number of recommendations!

I can't stop doing somersaults of joy and gratitude...!

Thank you so much!