Chapter 37 – The Peach Tree (6)

Throughout my training,
I had always taken care of my bodily needs at the base of the mountain.
Although Mt. Jiri was intentionally isolated from civilization, there were still remnants of modernity, such as plumbing, at the lower part of the mountain.

Hence, I never expected her to come here for the restroom. Was it that urgent? Was there no choice but to descend from here to the bathroom?

That wasn’t the important issue at the moment.

Before me, Heaven’s naked body was laid bare.

“…”
“…”

Water was trickling down from Heaven’s exposed genital area, her legs spread wide open.

Her vulva, like blooming flower petals, agape for all to see.
Her large, swollen breasts. The shy, light-pink hue of her nipples.
Her strong thighs pressed together by her fingers positioned on the inner sides, the sensation almost palpable even without touching them.

My eyes couldn’t tear away. It was an inescapable scene.

If I were a lewd demon, I’d have no regrets even if I died watching this.

Yes, I am a lewd demon. Seeing the latex beside her, I felt truly fortunate that she was wearing it. Full-body latex is the epitome of dignity.

“That… ah, uh…”

Heaven tried to say something, but then she made an angry face, blushed, and lowered her head.

And then, without uttering another word…

*Whoosh!*

Her hair turned orange.

“…Huh?”

Zodiac, who suddenly took control of her body, looked at herself with a bewildered sound. Upon seeing herself with her legs spread wide, her entire body flushed red, and she screamed in shock.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

A commotion emanated from the mountain.

“Do, Dong, turn your head! Don’t, don’t—”

“Huh? Aaaaaaah!”

“Don’t look!”

Toward my abdomen, a massive flame surged.
The fire, possessing unimaginable physical force, pierced my stomach and flung me dozens of meters back into a pile of gravel.

Had I not had a combat-ready body, I wouldn’t have been able to conjure magic just prior.

“Cough, cough.”

How far had I been thrown? A sharp pain coursed through my entire being.
I scrunched up my face and enveloped myself with healing powers. I could feel the burns gradually healing.

Regaining my senses, I turned my gaze back to the scene.
There, Zodiac struggled to hastily don the latex suit.

“Why, why all of a sudden? And why won’t these clothes fit! I’ve told you countless times not to wear something this revealing… Really… Hurry… Hurry.”

Attempting to put on skin-tight latex clothes in the darkness was a hopeless endeavor.

Feigning unconsciousness, I took my time observing the spectacle.

“Ugh. Ugh.”

Struggling to maintain her balance, Zodiac’s body swayed, causing her ample chest to undulate in response. This time, it seemed as though she had found the opening properly, but as if a cramp had seized her leg, she gripped her stiff limb and let out a moan.

“-Ugh!!”

She seemed like she’d do well with internet broadcasting; perhaps she wouldn’t consider it? The thought of Zodiac as a broadcast jockey amused me. Chuckling to myself, I rose from my seat. Thanks to the power of healing, I had sustained no injuries, but my clothes were soiled from rolling on the dirt floor.

I brushed off the dirt and waited, then approached the spot where Zodiac was when I could no longer hear any sound.

“Are you fully dressed?”

Zodiac was entwined in her tight latex outfit, contorted into a bizarre shape. It was a comical sight.

“Frostbite…”
“Yes?”
“I… I can’t move… And I’m so cold…”

Zodiac murmured, her voice tinged with tears. Her peaks shyly emerged between the constraining fabric that bound her body like ropes.

What on earth could one do to make their clothes end up like this? I removed my outer garment and draped it over Zodiac’s shoulders, crouching down to fumble with the knots in her clothing.

“How did you manage to tie it so tightly like this?”
“Uh… I don’t know. It’s strange, but it always happens with this outfit. Ah! Don’t touch it there, it feels weird!”

It was merely the back of my hand brushing against her waist. Silently, I continued to undress her. As I grabbed the strap that had crawled up her shoulder and pulled it down, her ample breasts jiggled.

“Hey! What are you doing?”
“Sister, you’ve put this on incorrectly. I think you need to put it on again from the beginning. Trust me, I’m your Peach Friend.”
“P-Peach Friend… Alright.”

Zodiac closed her eyes with a look of determination on her face. Feeling my fingers brush against her skin, her cheeks flushed.

“When will this be over? I’m so embarrassed.”
“Just wait a moment.”

Even though she was my older sister, in this situation, it felt more like I was taking care of a younger cousin.

“Stretch out your hands-“
“Ah!”
“Good. Well done, sister.”

“Even if I get praised for this…”

Is a woman still a woman? I tried not to care as much as I could, but before I knew it, blood was concentrated in my lower garment. I won’t bother to say it, but Zodiac’s eyes were fixed there.

“Whoa, whoa.”

The fabric twitched in response to the gaze. The sound of Zodiac’s breath increased accordingly.

“Excuse me. Sister.”
“Huh? A statue?”
“Please remove the cover from your face.”

When she reluctantly noticed, Zodiac took her hand off her flushed face and fanned herself.

“Well, then I’ll close my eyes.”

Eventually, Zodiac closed her eyes tightly, but her eyelids shook little by little, and her eyes opened half-way. It was said that women were sensitive to their eyes on their breasts, and men were the same.

The clothes themselves didn’t take long to change. I had a hard time because it was my first time using latex equipment, but when I put it on, it looked pretty cool.

“What a relief!”

After ensuring no one was around, Hwangdo finally brightened her face and embraced me, and soon after, she realized the implications of her actions and blushed.

“Frostbite. Keep today’s events a secret from Baekdo, please.”

“Will she not know if it’s a secret?”

“Baekdo is sleeping right now. As for Heaven… I really won’t let her off the hook. To think she’d do this!”

Seeing Hwangdo’s determination, I nodded in agreement.

“Shall we head back to the cabin then?”

“Uh, yes.”

The walk to Baekdo’s cabin was quite long. We walked silently and slowly, with the stars above us twinkling in the night sky.

* * * * *

“Third class disciple! What are you doing not getting up quickly?!”

I woke up to the sound of a thunderous voice.

I rose from my spot without any reaction and yawned. Then, I glanced around with drowsy eyes. Cornus was still feeling down.

I turned my head to look at her—a woman with snow-white hair. I spoke in a sarcastic tone.

“Has White Peach arrived?”

“How dare you speak to your master like that?!”

“I thought you weren’t my master.”

“Silence!”

At White Peach’s outcry, which shook the house, Shiba, who was by my bedside, shuddered.

– Chirp, chirp! Chirp!

Startled, Shiba searched for her father. My bleary eyes then shifted back to her.

“Damn it. Keep your voice down when the kid’s sleeping! You woke her up!”

“What? What?”

– Chirp. Chirp. Chirp.

“There, there. It’s okay. Daddy’s sorry.”

– Chirp, chirp.

I vigorously stroked Shiba’s head. Nestled in her parent’s embrace, Shiba rubbed her tiny head against my hand and, seemingly exhausted, drifted back to sleep.

– Chirp…

“Ah…”
“Sorry, little ones should sleep soundly.”
“Don’t raise your voice where Shiba is. Actually, don’t argue in front of Shiba at all. It’s not good for her upbringing.”

Upon hearing Shiba’s complaint, White Peach seemed to have roughly understood the situation this time.

“By the way, what is your relationship with that child called Shiba?”
“She’s my daughter.”
“Was the third disciple a married man?”
“I’m not married, but she’s my daughter nonetheless.”

White Peach looked at Shiba with a complex expression. Shiba was chirping as if she had no worries in the world as long as she had her father.

– Beep. Purr. Beep purr.

Now she even talks in her sleep. Why is our daughter so adorable?

Seeing Shiba squirming in her sleep brought a smile to the face. Lately, living for the joy of watching her has been everything.

“You have a human side as well.”
“Is there a bone in your words?”

White Peach had a dumbfounded expression.

I stepped out of the cabin, having placed a flower pot by the sunlit window so that Shiba could sleep soundly.

By the third day, the mountain scenery had become familiar. As I stretched, crossing my arms, Sansuyu awoke and crawled up like a caterpillar.

“Sieon… I’m sleepy.”
“It’s not Sieon, it’s Siheon.”
“Siheon.”
“Exactly.”

Sansuyu yawned, settling her floating head. She appeared more tired than usual, possibly due to being tormented by Heaven the day before. White Peach glanced at us, shrugged her shoulders, and stepped forward.

“Then, let me explain today’s training.”

Striking one fist against her other hand, White Peach raised the corners of her mouth with a belligerent grin.

“First-ranked disciple.”
“?”
“What do you fight for?”

Sansuyu tilted her head, and I reprimanded her.

“What do you mean? You’re not trying to say something cliché like ‘with great power comes great responsibility,’ are you?”

“Do not interfere, third-class disciple. There is no need to worry, as this is not a matter of ceremonial importance. And isn’t it only natural that great power comes with great responsibility? Always carry righteousness and harmony on your shoulders.”
“Ah, yes.”

Baekdo turned her gaze back to Sansuyu, and Sansuyu, with a questioning expression on her face, pondered for a moment before speaking.

“To prove the honor of our family.”

It was a disheartening reason. From the start, Sansuyu should not have been expected to provide her own unique answer.
I discreetly glanced at Baekdo.

“Get to know yourself better. What do you fight for? There must be something more primal.”
“To prove the honor of our family.”
“Think it through carefully, first-class disciple.”
“Other than that… I don’t know.”

Sansuyu’s decisive words. As her impassive expression met Baekdo’s gaze, Baekdo looked at me, flustered.
Her eyes silently pleaded for help. I’m sorry, but the problem was the question itself. What could I possibly teach to Sansuyu, who seemed as mechanical as ever?

“Well then, third-class disciple. What about you?”

Baekdo hesitantly asked me, expecting a proper answer. I smirked while looking at her face.

The reason I fight.

There could be many reasons, such as turning one’s luck around with a sudden fortune, or becoming a little more handsome, but there was only one fundamental reason.

“I fight to defeat all the despicable scoundrels.”

Of course, among those despicable scoundrels, the World Tree also exists.

A faint smile formed on Baekdo’s lips upon hearing my answer.

“You indeed share the same disposition as us.”

At those softly spoken words, I discreetly furrowed my brow. I could tolerate everything else, but I couldn’t stand being compared to Baekdo.