Chapter 612 – #123_The Melancholy of Deneb (7)

#612

One.
Siu, who followed Count Yesod, was taken aback.

“Siwoo-kun.”

The bedroom where I always had a hot affair with Yesod Maman.
It was because Deneb was there with a surprised expression.
Siu looked at Lucy with a puzzled look.

“How did this happen?”

According to her words, what she needs to study stigma succession is a ‘witch with an apprentice witch’.
In fact, the first person she thought of when she heard that was Deneb Gin.
She had already had a relationship once, and Siu was the only witch who gave her a bowl among the witches she had a relationship with.

But she had a reason for not telling Lucy of Deneb’s existence.
No matter what anyone says, Deneb is the mother of her twins and a little mother-in-law to Siu.

She’s never had her belly button in her fish tank, though she’s out of luck.
She even crossed the line and had sex.

But at that time, she had too many problems in many ways to make such a request to Deneb in a situation where she had decided to leave it in the fishbowl and leave it to her ignorance.

“Deneb agreed to cooperate.”

Lucy casually points to Deneb and speaks.
Could it be that the story has been discussed in advance?

It’s nonsense.
Couldn’t the little mother-in-law accept such an agreement?

“You’re a witch with an apprentice witch like me, and you’ve already had a relationship with Siu, right? She couldn’t have been a better fit.”

However, judging from Deneb’s reaction as he sat silently, the story itself seems to have been completed.
It seems that Count Yesod knows even what happened in the fishbowl.

Siwoo immediately expressed disapproval.
It’s not a matter of talking about samples or anything.
It’s a problem before that.

“He’s the right person…. Count Yesod, I don’t think this is the case.”
“Yes? Why?”
“Why? . Countess Deneb is my little mother-in-law. At that time, I had no choice but to deal with it for the purpose of supplying magical power…. Not now.”

How did the story go like this?
Why was Deneb, who seemed unsuitable for such a thing, sitting here in silence.

She couldn’t keep up with the situation.

Could it be that Odile and Odette are assisting in the experiment to pass on the stigma in the same way?
By the time I reached a reasonable conclusion, Deneb stood up.

“Did I tell you? If it were Siwoo-kun, he would refuse.”

A cold tone of voice and a cold gaze turned to Lucy.

“Countess Lucy. I know you’re impatient, but I can’t grant you such an absurd request.”
“… A promise is a promise, so I can’t help it.”
“I’ll just go. Siwoo did well too. Please complete your studies together and come before it is too late.”

Deneb pats Siwoo on the shoulder and quickly leaves.

It seems that something has gone awry.
Lucy didn’t catch Deneb as he left, and Deneb didn’t look back the entire time he left the room.

“What….”

If ‘Okay! If I had said, ‘The study sex with my mother-in-law is the best!’, Would the rebuke have fallen?
Perhaps.
He must have been immediately caught and dragged away, and then beaten Siwoo together with Count Albireo.

“What is this?”

I ask, bewildered at the happening that ended less than a minute after it started.
Count Yesod sighed with a puzzled expression.

“That is…. I’m sorry I didn’t ask Siwoo’s opinion. I did get a promise to help Deneb with his research. “

Combining the little mother-in-law’s reaction and lines, a rough picture came out.
Perhaps Count Yesod, who was in a hurry, begged Deneb earnestly.

Seeing how cold he was, he probably didn’t bother you once or twice, and in the end, he must have presented a condition.

He said, ‘I will not accept it if you ask about Siwoo’s intentions and find it embarrassing’.

Siwoo, who was not comfortable with this situation even if he felt sorry for the twins, naturally expressed his refusal, and Deneb returned.
Maybe it’s a picture like this?

“I hope you don’t do this in the future. At least ask my doctor.”

There was no choice but to come out of the position that was caught in the middle of the day.
Diana is said to have a special mind, but shouldn’t she be thinking about the relationship with the people around her?

“Sorry.”
“It’s not even something to apologize for. By the way, wasn’t it necessary to have samples from other departments?”
“Even if it means going back a bit, I have no choice but to find a detour.”

I swallowed the words that if I could use a detour, please do not create such an embarrassing situation.

“…….”

However, when he saw the count who looked so intimidated, he somehow felt sorry for him.

Except for the times when he showed a lewd appearance in bed, Count Yesod was a man of great common sense.
If she asked an unreasonable favor, would it have made her so impatient?

Lucy’s love for Diana is truly ignorant.

On the comfort level, I put my hand on the Count’s shoulder and lightly hugged him.
Today, the thick scent of perfume tickles the tip of my nose.

“Sorry for not being helpful. If there is any other way to help, I will help.”
“Mi, I’m sorry. Siu-san, really.”
“No. I told you it was okay.”

The Count’s shoulder stiffened as if thrilled.
He asked as he gently hugged her.

“Then, is today’s research over?”
“Oh, no… ! There… That….”

Her agitation was palpable.
The blood rushed to her head and she almost recklessly pushed ahead with a dangerous one-night stand, but she must have come to her senses now.

Yes, the relationship between Count Sod and Siwoo is for the sake of ‘research’, but the reaction she shows in her bed is not just her burning desire for academic inquiry.

The meeting you’ve been looking forward to for a week has come to nothing, and even the blame lies with you, so you may not know what to do.
It’s cute and makes fun of it.

“Yet…. It’s a little lacking.”
“What?”
“… W, a study sample….”

Count Yesod, who lowered his head and muttered an excuse.

“Aren’t you lying?”
“It’s not a lie… ?”

Her struggled protest looked so cute that I grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and kissed her.
Her crazy, unruly hair tickled her palms, her tongue tangled between her thick, moist lips.

“Whoa! Chuuup…. Whoops….”

The Count shrank back as if he was startled by the sudden kiss, but soon melted away and leaned on Si-Woo.
While holding Siwoo’s forearm tightly, he obediently kissed him.

After all, he was a count who wanted to do a lot of research even if he didn’t have to.
I really love this gap.

“Churup…. Chew….”

A timid kiss unlike usual, perhaps because of a mistake he had just made.

If sex with her so far had the feeling of her strong desires colliding with each other, today it feels like violating an introverted aristocratic wife.

She hadn’t even inhaled her body odor yet, but already her fully erect cock pressed hard against her belly.

“Ha…. Ha… Si, Siwoo….”

After her kiss, I stepped away to observe her.
Moist eyes.
The appearance of Yesod Maman, who looks weak today, started to start the engine with a desire to conquer.
Siu put his nose to her head and took a deep breath.

“Ah….”

Even Count Yesod knows what that means.
A thick sigh of anticipation and fear tickled her chest.

“Count Yesod, are you sure you did something wrong to me?”
“Yes?”
“Did you do me wrong?”

Earl Yesod bowed his head and nodded, keeping his toes together.

“That’s because I’m in such a hurry….”
“No, not that.”

I can guess Count Yesod’s feelings, but I didn’t want to scold him for that part.
At first, I was embarrassed at the time, but I wasn’t particularly angry.

“You lied to me.”
“… Yes?”
“What you’re doing with me today doesn’t really have any value as a research sample, right?”
“Yes? Yes, yes, in fact….”
“You just lied when you said you wanted to be with me.”

So, it simply means directing for a situational play.

The delicate parish trembled as he gripped her ass tightly over her clothes.
It’s really tangle without change.

“Right?”
“No, that’s right….”
“Because you lied. You should be punished, right?”

Count Yesod’s eyes, which had been relaxed in a daze, slowly blinked several times.

“Punishment…. A punishment?”

The Count nodded slowly after a long delay as if he had never heard these words before.

“Yes, bee… I must be punished….”

The Count’s quirk is that he shows a weak side that perfectly fits the situational drama.

Even though he’s been victimized several times before, he’s always ashamed as if he’s being victimized for the first time.
Even the gap that bounces on the outside and tightens the dick tightly on the inside.

I’m a little sorry for the count, but I could feel that my body odor was circulating.
Her attitude, which has become more passive with the addition of her slight debt, inspires her desire to conquer to the end.

“But what kind of punishment… ?”
“Does the Count do a lot by himself?”
“Yes?”
“Masturbation.”
“Siwoo-kun, such a crude question….”
“Because it is a punishment. You should listen to me carefully.”

The Count, who seemed embarrassed, bit his lower lip and nodded slowly, perhaps because of shame or excitement.

“…… Yes.”
“How many times a week?”

The interview started suddenly.
It’s a blatant level that reminds me of an AV interview, but what’s in front of me is not an AV actor.
A noble woman born in a noble body, a peerless noblewoman.

Her worst point is to have her recite her vulgar self-introduction one after another.

“Don’t lie, answer honestly.”
“Everyday… This.”
“Then do you do it once a day?”
“Uh, sometimes two or three times….”

Masturbation.
A secret private life that almost everyone does, but no one wants to tell anyone about.
Being confessed in detail is a pretty stimulating situation.

“Who are you thinking of?”
“… Mr. Siu… Yo. This.”

The more you answer, the shrunken shoulders and the creeping voice.
There, even the ears ripening red.

“Then show me how you usually masturbate and explain.”
“Si, Siwoo… ! Such a vulgar thing….”

The head that had been bowed down suddenly lifted.
However, such a small complaint could not be tolerated in front of Siwoo, who was already a conqueror.

“Oh okay. I knew it, but what a perversion… That’s right.”

I grabbed Count Yesod’s wrist as he was heading to bed.
The trembling magenta eyes turned to Siwoo.

“Si, Siwoo-kun… ?”

He tapped her stiff legs and forced her to stand sloppily apart.

“Please stand here.”

Looking at the Count’s devastated expression, it seemed that today would be a very enjoyable time.