City of Witches Chapter 48

It was an exceptionally good offer, but not something so trivial that I could agree to the contract without hearing the details.

Siwoo sat back down on the bed and asked Odil, who was swinging her legs.

"So, what do I need to do?"

"First, there are three conditions for fulfilling the contract."

"Didn't you just say two a moment ago?"

Odil, humming a tune with a mischievous smile, stopped and said,

"Well, I could see you really liked the music box. I thought I could ask for one more."

Was it that obvious?

Seeing Siwoo stroke his face, Odil giggled.

"It's not finalized yet, so please tell me first. I'll decide after hearing the details."

That music box has enough merit to warrant taking a reasonable risk.

Doesn't it mean I won't have to worry at all about being caught again after finally escaping?

Moreover, being able to devote all my time entirely to researching dimensional Magic Circles was quite appealing.

"Alright, then the first one."

Odil held up a finger.

"Go on a picnic with us tomorrow."

"A picnic?"

"You have a day off anyway, right? We were planning to visit the spiritual mountain where magical crops are cultivated. It gets boring going just the two of us every time, so we wanted to bring you along."

This was a welcome suggestion from Siwoo's perspective.

"By any chance, is it the spiritual mountain I know?"

"Of course! Where else would it be?"

The spiritual mountain, the jointly owned private land of Duke Keter and Countess Gemernai.

It was a large-scale production site responsible for 95% of the magical crops supplied to Gehenna.

Siwoo was interested because he had heard rumors that the spiritual mountain possessed beautiful and mysterious natural scenery.

According to Takasho, who had seen it briefly from a distance, it felt like looking at a fairy forest.

If even Takasho, who has little interest in anything other than women, was intrigued, one could imagine how beautiful it must be.

"That sounds good for now. I've been wanting to visit it too."

"Right? I knew you'd like it."

Odil bounced on the bed with her hips and shared the excitement.

This side of her is really cute.

"Then the second one: prove here that my theory is correct."

Compared to the first condition, this one was a bit tricky.

Probably because that proof meant having to insert a finger into Odil's anal hole.

Until Odil felt good or said it was enough.

Still, it's not something dangerously excessive.

If the situation were slightly different, Siwoo might have been willing to beg on his knees for it, so he accepted it for now.

After all, we've already done anal sex.

As long as I'm careful, inserting a finger shouldn't be a big deal.

As Siwoo nodded, Odil presented the final condition.

"Lastly..."

A purity more dazzling than moonlight emanated from Odil.

She brushed aside the hair on her cheek and said to Siwoo,

"Teach me about love."

Combined with the light pouring in from outside the window, it looked like a scene from a romance movie.

Especially because Odil, delivering that line, resembled a very beautiful actress.

"Actually, I still don't know. When I drank the Mysterious Potion, I wondered if what I felt was love, but it also seemed like something else."

"From my perspective, it seemed closer to an aphrodisiac."

Odil fidgeted with her fingers and continued.

"So, I want to experience it a bit more normally. I asked Pecha—ah, she's my maid—and she said... love isn't something you can feel so easily."

Odil hopped off the bed and slowly approached Siwoo, who was smoking his third cigarette by the window.

Then she tightly grasped one of his fingers.

"She said you can only barely find it after holding hands like this, stroking cheeks, going on dates, kissing, and getting to know each other."

"That is the general way, yes."

Of course, Siwoo didn't know that emotion either, so he couldn't explain it.

"So, I want to try that. Actually, going to the spiritual mountain together is also a kind of date. It's an extension of the third request."

"What should I do? No matter how I think about it, I can't guarantee I can make you feel love."

Love isn't some detachable part, and the real world isn't a place where you can raise affection like in an RPG game.

"Then it'll be easier to put it this way. If I ask, play with me from now on too. Don't say we won't meet again."

"With me? Is it unrelated to Odette?"

Siwoo suddenly sensed something odd in Odil's words.

Odil's habit of saying 'the two of us are one!' means she often brings up Odette in daily life.

If it were the usual her, she would have said 'play with us often' just now.

Unintentionally, he pointed it out due to that sense of incongruity.

And Siwoo's observation seemed quite unexpected to Odil as well.

Odil, who had widened her eyes, only realized her slip of the tongue much later and corrected herself.

"Oops, I made a mistake unlike me. Anyway, just play with us often."

"Is it okay if I think about it for a moment?"

"Sure, I'll be expecting a wise answer."

Even if Odil were to firmly order Siwoo, he would be in a position where he'd have to reluctantly comply.

After all, once the materials for the escape magic are exposed, there's no telling how Amelia or other Witches might react.

But why is Odil trying to use Siwoo, even exchanging an Artifact for it?

"Are you giving up on holding leverage over me now?"

"If we hold leverage, would you enjoy it? If we're having fun, you should find it somewhat enjoyable too."

Such delicate consideration.

Siwoo was a little moved.

As he had observed, Odil wasn't of a harsh temperament after all.

Though extremely self-willed, she was respecting Siwoo's wishes in her own way.

"Shake this hand up and down willingly, and consider the contract established."

Odil swiftly extended her hand.

"Understood."

Siwoo took Odil's hand and shook it lightly.

Both Siwoo and Odil smiled brightly at the mutually beneficial contract.

Going to the spiritual mountain tomorrow and playing with the Twins were matters for later, but there was also a contract condition that needed to be resolved immediately.

Namely, satisfying Odil's peculiar curiosity.

As soon as the two realized this, the atmosphere became seriously awkward.

Odil and Siwoo stood side by side, staring at the bed for a long time.

"Um... well then."

"How should we do this?"

Odil fidgeted, clutching the hem of her clothes, and Siwoo, unable to offer any particular suggestion, just scratched the back of his head."To be precise, it's not my hand, but I want to know if it feels good when you put your hand in, Assistant."

"Yes, I understand that point. But now... I'd like you to decide on the position and such."

"Aren't we in a symbiotic relationship now? Do I have to decide everything? Don't try to ride for free—you should come up with ideas too, Assistant."

Come up with ideas?

What kind of difficult request is this?

But there isn't much time to hesitate.

It was also important to quickly send Odil away before Amelia arrived.

"Well, um, could you take off those underwear?"

"What? How can I do that while sober?"

Showing my butt is embarrassing, but how can you ask me to put a hand in my back hole while sober?

Siwoo felt like asking back instead.

"Then should we do it standing up?"

Odil nodded.

"I'll hold onto the bed and stand like this."

Then she placed both hands on the bed at waist height and slightly pushed her butt back.

She deliberately raised and lowered her heels as if practicing ballet.

"Isn't it fine if you touch me like this? Just put your hand inside the drawers."

"Understood."

"Ah, and just doing it is difficult too. From what I know, the back is different from the front—it can hurt without proper lubrication. Check the robe pocket over there."

Odil seems to have brought all the necessary preparations like a diligent student.

When I opened the cap, a fragrant floral scent rose from an elegant white porcelain bottle.

Since it's similar to the scent that usually comes from Odil's body, it seems to be a fragrant oil she uses when bathing.

"Apply that to your finger and do it."

Siwoo gulped and tilted the bottle, thoroughly soaking one finger.

It's sufficiently slippery.

"Then, excuse me."

When I lightly pulled the elastic part of the drawers, Odil's plump butt crack came into view.

In this bizarre situation, my cock was painfully erect.

After making enough space to avoid getting oil on clothes or skin, I inserted my hand.

"Hic!"

The moment Siwoo pulled the drawers, Odil, who had been staring straight ahead like a racehorse, let out a sharp sound and held her breath.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

"No, no. Your hand was just too cold—it startled me. Keep going."

The soft flesh of Odil's buttocks felt through the entire palm.

The firm, springy texture that makes you want to squeeze it was already verified before.

Siwoo slid his hand along the tightly closed butt crack.

In the intense tension, the sound of swallowing saliva seemed unusually loud.

"Then I'll put it in."

"W-wait! Assistant, that's not the place. That's a different hole!"

Ah.

I was only admiring the smoothness of the butt crack and missed it.

I realized it only after passing the soft mound of Boji and pushing my finger into the front part of the hole.

Not much, about half a knuckle.

Odil started flinching like a chick getting a vaccination, chirping in surprise.

"What are you doing putting it there! Assistant, I didn't think you were such a sly person?"

"S-sorry."

I don't know who's calling whom sly.

Anyway, a mistake is a mistake, so Siwoo hurriedly pulled his finger out and searched for Odil's back hole.

"Hah..."

Somehow, Odil's ears are gradually heating up.

Even when she got angry earlier, I caught a glimpse of her profile—it was red like a ripe persimmon.

If she's going to be this embarrassed, why endure such humiliation to prove something?

Siwoo couldn't grasp it at all.

"Is it here?"

"W-what are you asking... You can tell by looking."

What's felt in this awkward situation is the soft buttocks of Odil inside the drawers, radiating warmth, and the folds of skin that can be tapped with the fingertips.

Siwoo, as if enchanted, gently stroked those folds.

The smooth glide due to the fragrant oil is an incredibly captivating sensation.

"This time, I'll really put it in."

Siwoo began slowly pushing in the oiled ring finger.

At the same time, an immense resistance is felt.

A flower bud that clenches tightly, as if absolutely refusing intrusion.

"Odil, if you tense up like that... I can't put it in?"

Siwoo, who's starting to get absorbed in this situation.

Shouldn't a proper man get turned on by this?

A pretty lady comes asking to make her feel good by putting a hand in her butt hole?

"W-wait, it worked before... why?"

"Would you like to try taking a deep breath?"

"Deep breath? Okay. Inhale... exhale... inhale... hyang...!"

Timing it with the release when exhaling, Siwoo slid his finger in.

At the same time, Odil let out a cute moan and stiffened rigidly.

"I-I was... startled...!"

"Thanks to that, it went in well."

About one knuckle went in stably.

Inside the moist interior, which feels much hotter than Odil's warm skin, her mucous membrane intermittently twitches.

Honestly, it's hard to hold back.

A dangerous impulse instantly grew—to immediately lay the mischievous Odil on the bed and insert my thing like last time.

Restrain, restrain.

I must not forget the purpose.

"Now I'll start moving."

"Okay... slowly, slowly, right?"

As Siwoo began wiggling his finger, Odil, standing on tiptoes without looking back, started tearing at the bed sheets.

A word from the author (author's note)

Those who have seen "The Devilish Teacher" will know,

I consider slow build-up important.

Each character has their own shining part, and Amelia also has a reserved part.

It's just not today, hehe.

Thank you for reading!