Chapter 360 – Priest Confrontation (2)

My teacher, Cheondo, often appears endearing at unexpected moments.

She enjoys eating dishes like omurice and teriyaki, which are popular among children, and she falls asleep every night between 9 and 10 pm regardless of whether she’s tired.

[Tree Red!!!!!]
[Don’t worry, I’ll find a way!!]

I find it adorable how she watches magical girl shows from the past with bated breath, or gets so engrossed in animated movies that she doesn’t even notice me.

The contrast between her childlike moments and her more mature demeanor makes these instances all the more striking. When it’s time for work, she focuses on matters far beyond what we can see, never allowing even the smallest variables to slip past her.

The forced break is better spent on my teacher, who was once like a sibling to me. As for the triplets who have become one entity and can no longer see each other’s faces, they must find a way to live apart.

Ultimately, I alone in this world can cater to Cheondo’s tastes.

Others are unaware of Cheondo’s preferences.

-Gulp.

I hear the sound of saliva swallowing from beside me. Innocent young girls vanquish villains and seize friendship and love—a clichéd story. The depth and charm of this movie, unknown to me, were simultaneously felt by everyone else in the theater.

‘…I’m sleepy.’

Still, it’s not to my liking.

Nodding off, my face involuntarily tilts, as if I had slipped into a shallow sleep. My head falls onto Cheondo’s shoulder, her fists clenched tightly.

“…Hmm?”

Only then do I hear Cheondo’s voice, her attention finally drawn away from the film.

“Really, what happens if the person who insisted on watching this first falls asleep?”

What can I do if it’s not enjoyable?

Judging by my recent bouts of sleepiness, it seems I still haven’t completely recovered from my injury. To some extent, Tae-yang’s words held truth.

I attempted to lift my head from Cheondo’s shoulder.

“Ah, Master… I’m just a little tired.”
“It’s alright. Just sleep.”

I felt the sensation of soft flesh on my head as Cheondo gently pulled my head toward her shoulder.

Delicate fingers glided through my hair. The tender touch was disconcerting, but soon I closed my eyes, succumbing to the overwhelming drowsiness.

The caress of her hand in my hair felt pleasant.

“Are you tired?”

Cheondo’s soft voice resonated, even amidst the clamorous lines of the voice actors.

I responded with a drowsy voice.

“…Yes, well.”
“It seems the fatigue from the preliminary round hasn’t fully dissipated yet… It wouldn’t be surprising if your body was injured. Were there any major issues?”

Her hand stroked my forehead.

“As I mentioned… I just managed to resolve it somehow. Speaking of which, why did you come here so suddenly, Master? You have much to do.”

The world is changing.

Naturally, a deluge of tasks awaited at Dowonhyang.

Despite receiving word that I had returned safely, why had I come?

“My disciple might have been injured. What importance does such a trivial matter hold?”

Crimson hair cascades before my eyes. Cheondo lowered her head above mine. Her white arm, dressed in casual attire, soon encircled my neck.

“I apologize. I sent you to the Forest Keeper Selection. I had no idea Flower would strike there.”
“Why would that be your fault, Master?”

Fortunate that everything had turned out well. What if I hadn’t returned from the past, and my body had sustained grievous injuries, leaving me completely incapacitated?

Heaven seemed to ponder such an unrealized reality.

“You’ve done well.”

Cheeks pressed together, our temples touching. Her warm breath. Cheondo, who had been patting my shoulder, continued to move her hand, steadily soothing me into sleep.

“For a while, rest deeply. Do nothing. At least for three months straight.”

A damp sensation on my head.
The touch of lips that suddenly made contact with my head was imbued with deep affection.

It wasn’t something that could be called love, merely the greatest affection one could feel towards a disciple.
I shuddered at the display of affection that a parent might show.
I might have sensed something akin to maternal feelings from Cheondo.

“How strange.”

As I drifted off to sleep, Cheondo murmured.

“…Is it because it’s my first time having a disciple?”

It was the first time Cheondo had imparted all of her knowledge to someone.
I was that disciple. Could that be why she felt even more attached?

It was something difficult to put into words.

“I’m sorry.”

As I slept, Cheondo’s voice faintly echoed in my ears.

* * * * * * *

“Sang… I’m sorry about that.”

Before dinner, Zodiac came to me.
The secondary matter was that Zodiac would be the owner of my body tonight.

As soon as she saw me, she dropped to her knees spectacularly, clasped her hands together, and bowed her head immediately.

Her hair fell forward, framing her neck and revealing her back.
The white T-shirt reached the edge of her chest, showing a glimpse of her hip bone.
I could see her shivering and trembling, sensing the tension in the situation.

“Sister… Isn’t fainting a bit too much?”

I sat down in my chair and spoke to Zodiac with a sarcastic tone.

“Heh.”

I felt so delighted that I nearly passed out.
I still get goosebumps when I think back to that time.

“It’s because of the statue…”
“Yes?”
“Because calling you ‘Orabuni’ and doing it with my butt at the same time, uh…”
“No, wait, wait. Don’t bother putting it into words.”

What will you do if Heaven or White Peach overhear you?
As I wiped the sweat, Zodiac raised her head from her submissive position and spoke to me.

“…The two of them are asleep now.”
“At this hour?”
“Heaven said she has something to do at night… White Peach mentioned she’s particularly tired today. She’s been sleeping since this morning.”

I can’t really argue with White Peach sleeping.
It makes sense for her to be exhausted after being pulled and ravished all night long.
Seeing White Peach drinking copious amounts of water in the morning left me feeling uneasy.

“…So, who did you switch with?”

Zodiac’s cautious inquiry was filled with anxiety.
I kept my lips sealed.

“It’s a secret.”
“Ugh.”
“Do you know how hard it was for me to clean up after everything?”
“I’m sorry, older sister.”
“Older sister?”
“Older brother….”

It doesn’t feel awkward to call her older brother now.
Considering Zodiac is older now, wouldn’t I be the appropriate older brother figure if we think about the past?

It wouldn’t be odd at all if I were to become the eldest brother of Dowon-gyeol’s group.

“Alright, get up. You look somewhat indecent.”

It’s a significant action, but if someone as physically gifted as Hwangdo does it, she becomes a machine that excites men no matter what she does. Just look at the scene right now… Sigh.

Her enormous breasts are squished like steamed buns on a black plate beneath her rolled-up t-shirt. Watching it made me feel like my lust would surge again.

“…You’re not doing anything? Everyone is asleep.”

At Hwangdo’s frank words, I rested my hand between my brows.

“What would you like me to do?”
“For my older brother… I wish to be stepped on…”

What an intense libido.

It must be frustrating since it was interrupted midway yesterday. There’s no way someone with such an excess of sexual desire isn’t a pervert.

“The master could wake up at any moment, and you still want to do it?”
“…I asked to be woken up at 1 AM. White Peach will be up at 9.”

So she wants to do it for at least a few hours. I pressed my lips together, then nodded forward.

“What?”
“Step on me, lie down.”
“…Ah.”

Hwangdo blushed softly and lay down like a puppy.
A distinct axe mark was visible on her spread thighs.
Perhaps she wasn’t wearing underwear.

As the black fabric became wet, it darkened in a peculiar way, especially around her genital area.

I stepped between Hwangdo’s thighs with my foot.

“Ahhh…”

Gently, not too hard.
Among men, this behavior, considered taboo by an unwritten rule, caused the darker part of the dolphin pants to widen further.

Hwangdo tucked her arms under her legs and drew them toward her chest.
I inserted my foot between her thighs and pressed down a little harder.

“…Brother…”
“Stronger?”

– Slowly, firmly.

“…That’s enough.”
“Others might not know, but you, Hwangdo, truly are.”
“I’m sorry…”
“What are you sorry for?”
“Hwangdo is a pervert… causing only worry for her brother…”

Hwang-do is the ideal older sister: kind-hearted, great with children, and always trying to take care of everything, despite not being much of a cook. However, her perverse nature tarnishes her image. When we first met, I never could have imagined this side of her.

She seemed so pure and innocent, a cute sister. Sure, she may have tried to accentuate certain parts of her body, but I never knew she did it with such intent.

Now, she enjoys being trampled by her disciple and younger brother, lying on the floor tiles and savoring the sensation. It’s not that she dislikes it. But the more time I spend with her, the stranger it feels, as if I might be infected by her peculiar ways. Will I eventually start seeing women as mere objects of desire, like animals?

I remove my foot and kneel on the floor. Gently patting the reclining Hwang-do’s shoulder, I help her sit up.

“Older brother?” she asks, bewildered.

I embrace her, holding her close.

“Sister,” I say.

“Hmm?”

“Let’s just love each other comfortably. Every time we meet, we only seem to satisfy our lust, and it doesn’t feel quite right.”

Tap tap. She patted her back and expressed her sincere feelings. It wasn’t because she had poured everything out to White Peach the day before.

No, to be more precise, it was something only she could say now, free from her lecherous demons. It was obvious that later, she would be swept away by Zodiac’s perverse tendencies.

“Shall we go out and have something to eat? It’s summer, how about visiting the aquarium?”
“…Sounds good.”

Seemingly touched by her words, Zodiac hugged her tightly. Unlike with others, she genuinely enjoyed meeting Zodiac.

Sometimes, they needed time just for the two of them.

“Hehe, you’re such a pervert.”
“Don’t cry.”
“I love you.”

Zodiac lovingly embraced her body. Just as she thought they were heading towards a heartwarming conclusion,

“Frostbite.”
“Yes?”
“I think I’m going crazy because it’s getting worse.”

-Bang!

An immense force bore down upon me.
Zodiac, who laid me down with such speed that I could barely react, kissed me with eyes even more tender than before.

“Chun… Churup.”

In an instant, all the moisture in my mouth was drawn out.
Her long tongue slipped between my teeth and deeply explored my oral cavity.
Though I wasn’t inexperienced, I felt as if my innocence was being stolen away.

“Puha.”

Our lips parted.

“Det.”

I stared at Zodiac with my eyes wide open and a dumbfounded expression.
She licked the corner of her upper lip and pierced me with her smoldering gaze.

“Big brother~ ♬”

Again… this, right?
I could only swallow my saliva as I watched Zodiac’s powerful figure stripping off her T-shirt.

* * * * * * * * * *

My very soul seemed to have been drained.

“Ugh…”

Even after waking from a decent sleep, my back felt stiff. What time was it now?

I got out of bed and checked my phone first.

“Tae-yang, that rascal.”

Information about Cornus. Tae-yang had agreed to handle it. As I opened the messenger app, there were countless unread messages piled up.

Messages from Lee Se-Young, Azalea, and others. While important, that wasn’t the issue at hand.

Mok Tae-yang. No matter how much I scrolled, I couldn’t find his name among the new messages.

I felt utterly deflated.

“Sigh.”

The time was 2:00 AM. After all, how could I expect to find information that even the world’s capital hadn’t uncovered so quickly?

Should I wait a bit longer and keep an eye on it? I clenched my teeth as I sorted through the messages on my phone.

[Sung Ji-ho]

One message caught my eye.

“Huh?”

-Thump, thump.

Startled, I attempted to tap the message, but shut off my phone when I heard footsteps from behind me. I turned my head and looked towards the door.

There stood Cheondo, her hair still wet from washing, dressed in her indoor attire and gazing at me.

“Ah, you’re finally awake.”

Cheondo, who usually slept in the evening, was awake at dawn. I had heard about it from Zodiac, but somehow it felt different this time.

“Master?”

In the dimly lit room, Cheondo braided her damp hair, lifting it to one side, her gaze still fixed on me.

“How are your injuries?”

“Eh, like I said before, I’m perfectly fine.”

“You fool. Can’t you trust your teacher’s eyes? Those injuries clearly show signs of being inflicted by a Flower.”

I was exposed in an instant.

“Oh, you caught on?”

“There are few people who can withstand the magic of Cistus.”

However, with that being said, it’s difficult to be hit by it in the first place.

Cistus’s movements are easy to read and simple to avoid if one is determined.
As long as I didn’t shield anyone like myself, there was little chance of being bested by Cistus.

“Alright. Are you still going to say it’s fine?”
“I can still fight.”
“…Fine, I’ll acknowledge that. You’ve grown impressively strong, surpassing my expectations.”

Step by step, Heaven approached and sat beside me.

“I’m proud that you’re my disciple.”
“Why do you say that?”

The face of the person still smiling.
Heaven softly revealed her words.

“I have something to say.”