City of Witches Chapter 99

Yebin's consciousness delved deep, deeper into Siwoo's unconscious.

The human brain's capacity is 1 petabyte.

The brain's computational functions can't process all that content in an instant, but purely in terms of storage size, it's said to be roughly enough to hold about 4.7 billion books.

Even if it's the unconscious, for another person to fully perceive and categorize such a massive wave of information is nearly impossible.

But Yebin was different.

Using her innate magic, 'Palace of the Unconscious,' she could sensory-visualize the vast data that was merely electrical and chemical signals.

The place she was walking through was a dim, dark space.

It was a bizarre space with countless stairs and, likewise, countless Gates placed everywhere.

Here, the physical laws that apply in three dimensions did not hold.

Some Gates hung upside down from the ceiling, and the stairs leading to them were perfectly vertical.

Amid the torrent of stairs and Gates whose structure changed moment by moment, Yebin calmly sprinted toward a certain destination.

Opening every Gate was impossible.

To do that, she'd have to grind away on top of his thing until Siwoo died.

Therefore, the Gates Yebin needed to find were those with high 'importance.'

The importance of a Gate usable for consciousness recovery was determined by its color and shape, and Yebin could instinctively sense that priority.

[Haaaaaah, haaaaaaah...! Aaaaaaaaah! Goooooooood...! Sooooooooo goooooooood....!]

"Ugh..."

Running up the stairs toward a black Gate, Yebin shivered as her own moans echoed loudly within the 'Palace of the Unconscious.'

If you recorded moans, brought a concert speaker into a large cave, and played it back at 0.1x speed, that's probably the sound you'd get.

Since that sound was ringing in Siwoo's ears, it was also reverberating here in his mental world like BGM.

By now, Amelia was probably also seeing and hearing her own figure writhing on top of him, moaning.

It was extremely embarrassing, but she had no energy to care any further.

Her head was already burning from mental overload.

Let's finish this quickly.

Yebin swung open the black Gate and stepped inside.

She had been sensing powerful waves of consciousness from here for a while now.

It was highly likely that important clues were also in the space beyond this Gate.

"Ah...?"

Yebin, who had thrown herself into a space as vast as the universe, couldn't help but utter a strange sound.

Being a Witch herself, she had realized the identity of this space.

This was Siwoo's Ain.

She knew that despite being male, he was deeply versed in Magic to the extent of achieving innate magic.

If what she had witnessed was only the Ain, this shock might have been slightly less.

-Whoooom! Whooooom! Whooooooom!

A massive vibration sound.

An unidentified golden object floating in the middle of the dark space.

The architectural structure built from magical knowledge was rapidly transforming its shape in an instant.

It changed from a round sphere into a rectangular form in a flash, then stretched long into a ribbon-like shape, and sometimes even took the form of a sword.

Magic is a single law, a formula.

Though application and variation are possible depending on a Witch's ability, the fundamental framework must be maintained.

It was an immutable truth and common sense, like 'the Earth is round' or 'the most delicious ice cream is mint chocolate.'

But his Ain was showing a sight that shattered that common sense.

The quantity and scale of the Magic Formula constituting the structure weren't particularly large, but even considering that, it was changing its form and framework with excessive flexibility.

Yebin felt a thrill.

She was clearly seeing it with her eyes, but she couldn't understand what was happening.

Should she examine it a bit more closely?

As Yebin flailed and swam through the space, the distance steadily decreased.

In that short time, the structure had already been created and destroyed twice, changing its appearance.

"That is... what...?"

Then, what caught Yebin's eye was a strange spatial distortion.

There was a slightly odd warping phenomenon below where the Magic Formula structure was located.

Should she say it looked like a very thin funnel?

It was clearly the same black space, but only that part was subtly concave.

It was like looking at a model of a black hole's gravitational field.

But no matter how much she examined it, she couldn't understand what it was.

It was as if her brain was refusing to recognize it.

It might look smeared like that only over there due to insufficient information.

Shifting her gaze again, this time she saw Siwoo's figure.

It was exactly as he was while asleep.

A face that probably got told very often he looked like a parasite oppa.

He was expressionlessly reaching his hand toward the structure, wiggling his fingers.

"Hmm..."

So, I'm the one doing it with that guy right now.

Yebin, feeling an unwarranted embarrassment from the sudden emotion.

Then, Siwoo turned his head with a smile.

In his left eye socket, which was empty in reality, something else resided.

A golden sphere, undulating as if serving as his eyeball, gazed at Yebin with a mysterious, shimmering light.

Just how many times was she going to be surprised today?

Pointing at her own chest with her finger, Yebin asked.

"Ca... Can you see me...?"

Those eyes were clearly directed at Yebin.

And this, too, was something that shouldn't be happening.

In this space, Yebin was the observer.

At a glance, it might seem like Yebin had entered Siwoo's unconscious, but in reality, she had only collected and sensory-visualized information read from Siwoo.

If someone you were monitoring via CCTV looked exactly in your direction and made eye contact, wouldn't you get goosebumps?

No answer came.

Siwoo stared intently at Yebin for a long while.

Gazing at Yebin with an empty stare from which no emotion or thought could be read, Siwoo, as if his interest had vanished, resumed what he was doing.

Then, noise began.

Due to changes in the external environment, disruptions occurred in the observed values.

Yebin's consciousness was instantly ejected from the Palace of the Unconscious and returned to reality.

"Hah... hah... ah..."

And immediately, a tingling, shuddering vibration.

Her body trembled as if she had hypothermia, then suddenly, all the muscles in her lower abdomen convulsed and squirmed.

"Hahng... aaaaahng...!"

Climax.The extreme physical pleasure had shattered Yebin's concentration, causing the Magic to break.

Still, if the total target was 100, it seemed about 30 had been restored, so compared to yesterday, it was a formidable achievement.

How much time had passed...?

Yebin exhaled a ragged breath and glanced to the side.

The chair where Baron Marigold had been sitting was empty, and inside her belly, she felt a warmth full of cum.

Yebin looked at her own thighs and her mouth fell open.

Her pubic hair was plastered with cum, clinging to her thighs like wet seaweed.

The cum that had leaked out was frothy and had turned the entire sheet into a mess.

It was clearly not something achieved by one or two ejaculations.

"Ugh..."

As if a dam had been released, pleasure she hadn't been aware of until now surged and filled Yebin inside.

Yebin gasped, feeling the lingering sensation of orgasm.

"Am I going to get addicted to this...?"

She only had the strength to mutter softly.

He had only slightly pulled out his cock and, without even wiping the flowing cum, she flopped face-down onto his broad chest.

"Haa... Really... what is this..."

Just a few months ago, she thought this boring life would continue forever.

Who would have thought all sorts of incidents would sprout up like mushrooms after rain.

-Squelch!

"Ah...!"

She heard the sound of the cum remaining inside being expelled from her Boji along with air.

It was probably a natural consequence since she was lying face-down with her legs spread wide.

But the sound was more vulgar than she imagined, causing Yebin's face to flush bright red.

"Damn... if Siwoo had been awake, this would have been mortifying."

Yebin, who had properly raised her body and closed her legs, made eye contact with Siwoo.

"Huh?"

"........."

His right pupil was looking at Yebin.

Siwoo blinked his eyes open and closed, slowly scanning his surroundings.

Had he woken up?

Though still hazy, he clearly seemed conscious.

"Huh? Wait, what...? That can't be..."

There was still a long way to go for his consciousness to fully recover.

Only about 30% was done so far; to regain his consciousness, he would need at least two more successful sessions like today's.

-Grab!

Siwoo's outstretched hand grabbed Yebin's wrist.

So flustered, Yebin didn't shake it off and just watched his actions.

As soon as her slender wrist was grabbed, the rough, uneven texture of his palm clearly felt like a man's hand.

Since an unexpected event had occurred during treatment, observing his actions was also important.

"Uh..."

Then Siwoo's hand grabbed Yebin's breasts over her clothes.

With manly force, Siwoo grabbed her breasts and kneaded them.

During the process of healing Siwoo's body, Yebin had applied electrical signals to various parts to maintain motor function and prevent muscle loss or blood clot formation.

She had also gently loosened his joints about once every three days.

Thanks to that, despite lying down for nearly a hundred days, he moved without any unnaturalness.

"Has Siwoo regained consciousness...?"

It was embarrassing to have a strange man knead her breasts as soon as he woke up, and to have her lower half fully exposed after being fucked several times.

But for Yebin, checking Siwoo's condition was the top priority.

He definitely didn't seem fully conscious.

His movements were somewhat stiff, or rather, awkward.

Above all, in this situation, silently kneading her breasts made it hard to believe he was in a normal state.

It seemed that, excluding precise thought, only instincts in response to external stimuli were moving.

Yebin's breasts continued to squish like dough in Siwoo's hands.

What was the meaning of this action?

A longing for unfulfilled maternal affection from childhood?

Or was it simply a stage of touching and confirming the first object that caught his eye?

In any case, since it wasn't a complete recovery stage, it wasn't due to higher-order thinking.

"Siwoo, if you understand what I'm saying, say something...!"

Then Siwoo's fingertips pinched Yebin's nipple, which was stiffly erect through her clothes.

A tingling, sharp sensation in her lower belly caused Yebin's tongue to twist without her realizing.

After that, Siwoo played with Yebin's nipple with his hand as if squeezing jelly.

"Si...Siwoo? For now, please let go of my nipple... and... ahh...!"

Then the hand holding Yebin's wrist suddenly grabbed her buttocks.

A man was groping her body...

Somehow, her heart was pounding.

While Yebin was at a loss, she felt a cock rubbing against her petals.

No... way?

As she thought that, Siwoo thrust his hips upward.

"Haaang...!"

Yebin's Boji, melted and ragged from repeated ejaculations inside the vagina, had no strength to resist insertion.

The Glans, parting Yebin's sloppy Boji, reached her cervix in an instant.

Stimulated by the tickling of her sensitive cervical opening, Yebin let out a seductive moan.

"Uh, excuse me...?"

Siwoo smoothly sat up.

Until now, she had only seen him lying down, but now she saw that Siwoo had quite a build.

Just him sitting up made her feel like she could snuggle right into his embrace.

Siwoo grabbed Yebin's buttocks with both hands.

She should refuse, she should at least inform Baron Marigold that he had woken up.

"Ugh...!"

Siwoo's two hands, firmly gripping Yebin's buttocks, moved according to instinct.

Treating her lower half like an Onahole, he shook it up and down while the hard cock dug deeper into her belly.

"Ha...at...at..."

In the missionary position where they faced each other, Siwoo gradually leaned his body forward.

"Ugh...!"

Yebin, who ended up lying on her back on the bed, looked with trembling eyes at Siwoo's face pressing down on her.

An expressionless face from which no thoughts could be read.

Until now, since Siwoo had been lying still, honestly, from the middle, it felt more like mutual masturbation than sex.

But this was like...

A feeling of being slightly raped without any emotion?

"Don't... do this..."

She tried pushing Siwoo's chest, but he didn't budge.

From the start, in terms of strength, a woman couldn't overpower a man.

"Haa...!"

Instead, Siwoo changed his posture and inserted the thing that had almost slipped out even deeper.

Her Womb was pressed again.

Yebin felt the strength she had mustered drain away.

With the cock thrust inside, she couldn't move.Siwoo grabbed Yebin's wrists, which were pushing down on her chest, and pulled them upward.

In an instant, Yebin lost the freedom of her arms, pinned down by Siwoo with her armpits fully exposed.

"Mm...!"

This position feels like it's revealing everything, it's embarrassing.

Following his instinct, Siwoo slowly began to move his hips.

"Mm...! Mm...! Mmmph...!"

Yebin struggled with her legs spread apart but soon gave up resisting.

"Si... Siwoo... Hahh..."

Honestly, if she used Magic, she could break free from something like this...

"This... shouldn't be happening...♡"

It's no use.

It feels too good.

A Word from the Author (Author's Note)

Yebin, your Boji... don't give in..! Resist the cock!