Chapter 50 – 50. Strange Companion – City of Witches (5)

After meal time, I decided to have a private conversation with my sister. As soon as I enter the tent where my sister is, her heavy gaze wraps around my body. No, right now, I’m almost like I’m inside my sister.

Hehe, Clark…I was waiting for you.”

Wow, this sister’s reins are loose.

Naturally, he desperately needs his sister’s help to enter Gehenna, the city of witches, and something awakens in his heart when he learns that Baphomet has his eyes on his sister.

I stood in front of my sister, facing her with a very sticky gaze towards me. After Nia became subordinate to me, I understood a little what it meant to cling a little more tightly to me.

What I can tell from Dick’s additional explanations is that the relationship between my sister and I hasn’t even begun in earnest yet.

And my sister is currently working on her own ‘self-study’ until I ‘grow up’ perfectly.

He said that is the relationship between the existence of stars.

Everyone calls each other’s name, is accepted, and is subordinated.

Have sex, have children, and have children.

That’s why I hope to have my name called.

Even though the existence of stars is benevolent, humans cannot accept it.

And the only person who accepted that was my father.

…

They say so.

Being called by name. And when he called me by that name and said that he was hoping for me to accept his very existence, I thought it wasn’t the right time, but he has already shown that he can accept other things, so he is on the verge of going crazy.

If you don’t want to die, calm down.

…Ah.

Don’t know.

Sometimes I can’t control my mind, so please look at my true self! It’s not like there aren’t cases where people attack you while doing it. The further you go into the demon world, the more humans and monsters live together, and there are cases where they hide their true colors.

There was no time to worry about it, and the bitch took out a bow, saying that she was disgusted by hanging around with monsters, but there was no reason to worry about it, and if she was making a fuss and her actions were discovered, she would be chased, so she cut it right away, but anyway, if she talks about it…

…They say that if you love someone, you have to know everything, or they force you to show them things you shouldn’t see.

Or show something you’re hiding.

There are many loves that are broken, broken, and shattered in that way.

I’ve seen it and I know what Dick means.

He also knows a little bit about magic.

There was a time when I was briefly intoxicated by the rhetoric of being the youngest Archmage and all that, but once I got out into the world, there were things I couldn’t do with that, and I was still an extremely immature child.

These are stories where even powerful wizards could not solve their love and worries, and in the end, they were brutally killed by the one who went on a rampage, or they left and ended in tragedy.

It’s true that that could be my story.

It’s no longer someone else’s story.

“Hehe, Clark – what do you want from your sister? What do you want her to do? Huh? What do you want her to do?”

Looking at my current state, I am really losing my appetite, but I don’t think this is a problem that will end simply with me getting a double death.

“It’s nothing special, it’s a story from Gehenna.”

“Aha~ Gehenna… Yes, Gehenna. I have to deal with that too. But, it’s nothing compared to the time I spent with you.”

…I really feel very high.

For your information, the person who learns these crazy drips from someone is Dick.

Originally, Elcadia’s various rhetoric was truly monotonous. But Dick is the only one who uses this kind of nonsense.

Well, more than that, this older sister…

…

If you do something wrong, you won’t be able to survive in Gehenna.

“I have to kill Baphomet.”

First, something to say to my sister.

Of course, it means killing the great evil Baphomet.

“Yes, yes, yes. Do that. Again?”

“I will take away power from Baphomet and cause Gehenna to fall.”

“…Aha~ Well, but Gehenna doesn’t have any special meaning to me anymore. It’s just sour chaff with all the sweetness gone. So that’s it.”

“Lastly, I don’t want you to get involved in this.”

“…Why?“

My sister’s voice becomes bizarre. Maybe this was unexpected? To be honest, from my sister’s perspective, the goal would be to somehow get it done quickly and have some time with me. And for that, I will shed more blood than you can imagine and I won’t care how many people die.

Of course, you can quickly save time by doing it that quickly.

But.

In the end, it was my sister who did it.

I didn’t do it, I didn’t do it with my own hands.

It means that I won’t have killed the bastard, or rather the goat, who was targeting my family with my own hands.

And it is like saying that I will not be able to punish those who cooperated with it and those who tried to isolate my sister in Gehenna with my own hands. And I cannot tolerate this.

I have to kill these bastards with my own hands somehow.

Otherwise, I can’t show my resolve and my will to my sister.

“I don’t think my anger will go away unless I destroy those who threatened my family with my own hands.”

“…Ha! What good are those bugs? I can do it!“

“There is no point in doing it with my own hands. If I do it with my sister’s help, I will never be able to protect her.”

Of course.

It’s not me they’re afraid of, it’s their sister.

Naturally, that was why those gangsters were more afraid of my sister than me.

Naturally, I also have to gain notoriety and fame to match.

It is not that he does not know the horror and danger of this act of gaining notoriety and increasing enemies in order to protect his family. Eventually, I will bring in enemies, who will threaten me. But more than that, it seems like she doesn’t want to put me in danger.

Don’t reject yourself.

Please do not reject my protection and my love. Don’t turn away.

So I have to say more.

I must speak of this great fear to my sister who longs for me in the darkness.

Otherwise, you can’t move forward.

“Clarke, don’t reject me. Don’t ignore me. If I become distant from you and get rejected, I… Clark, I – I am your…! “

“It’s my family, it’s the woman I love, it’s the woman who loves me.”

“…“

“And the last family member I absolutely want to protect. The woman I love. I want to continue to be held in my sister’s arms, but if I do that, I won’t be able to hug her.”

Speak without hesitation.

“If I keep leaving it to my sister, I won’t be able to protect her.”

Naturally, Dick gave me a tip on this.

Come out to Doljikgu. And then confront that honest feeling and speak without wavering.

It’s as they say.

These are the things I wanted to say, and these are the things I have to face in the end, no matter what happens.

Things you have to face, not run away from.

I can’t believe I’m leaving it to my sister.

That’s funny.

Part of it is that I have a temperament, but it’s also part of the fact that I’m not lazy enough to live like that, and I’m a troublemaker who bothers to bite everything, so I can’t live like that.

Okay.

To put it bluntly, a wife who wants to stay indoors and a husband who has to go out and find work to solve.

That’s what it feels like.

And understand our position on this, make us understand-

I have to show my sister that I’m always thinking about her.

In the end, the reason that drove my father to death and threatened me was because of the existence of the Elder Gods, who can threaten even my older sister, and I am destined to fight against them someday. Of course, I can’t leave everything to my older sister, and that’s why I receive training without saying anything from Dick, and that’s why I asked first.

I had to become stronger so I could protect what I wanted to protect.

“So, I want to destroy this with my own hands.”

Naturally, I was angry at the great devil who had overrun my family. Even if my older sister beat me up, I have no choice but to beat up that son of a bitch. Since I am a man whose lover I love, I have no choice but to beat him up.

And the fact that I tried to imprison my sister in Gehenna and prevent her from leaving is enough for me to commit hostile acts against Gehenna. I’ve always thought about it, and it goes without saying that the elves’ influence is also there.

It is a huge problem that I must face, sooner or later.

And my sister looked at me with sad eyes and said,

“You want to get out of my arms.“

“Out of it.”

And I approach my sister. Just hug me tightly. A body that feels so cozy that I feel like it really exists just for me. And body scent. And even my sister’s temperature. The darkness that had been creeping out just moments ago is sucked into my sister’s body.

It was impossible to hug such a huge being, but I hugged my sister.

And in my smallness, I realized my shortcomings and had a ‘longing’ to become bigger.

“Right now, I’m smaller than my sister, and I can’t even embrace her completely. And I know that she’s sad. But that’s why she wants to put me in a safe place and wait for me to grow up. But that’s not the case. No.”

My heart is talking.

If I can’t tear that damn bastard to death with my own hands, nothing will make me more angry than that. I thought about letting my older sister do that, but with this incident as an opportunity, I feel like if I leave it to my older sister, she will no longer be the older sister I know.

Of course people change.

In the end, things are bound to change somehow.

Of course, it’s the same for me, and it’s the same for my sister.

Expecting things to not change is also greed.

Ultimately, the things we accumulate as we live change us, and we sometimes change by becoming aware of our hidden nature.

If that happens, I won’t be able to protect the things that are truly precious to me.

I accepted Nia’s offer and thought about borrowing Nia’s power. Also accepting Nia.

If there was a way to solve the problem in my own way rather than through Gehenna’s sister’s power…

…Wouldn’t I be able to protect my family better?

“I don’t want my sister to die like my father.”

“Clarke…”

“My father always protected my sister and me. We leaned on him, and now we came to protect him… But in the end, we couldn’t do anything.”

Even if I try to wait, I hope I can fight and accept myself.

And I hope that he will grow up safely in my arms.

And if you try to repay it.

It’s too late.

I definitely wanted to say that I won’t cause trouble anymore and ask them to wait, but my parents wouldn’t wait for me.

Do you know?

That’s a really cruel and tragic story.

And for another family to do that is a truly sad tragedy.

This is something you cannot look at with your eyes open.

“I will do it when I can. Because I want to do it. I want to do it because I want to do it. You can think of it as a dare. It has no meaning if I don’t do it with my own hands right now.”

And because I can’t tolerate it.

Because I can’t forgive myself for not being able to fix it with my own hands and for not even trying.

I have to show with my own hands what it means to cross my woman and how she dies. Otherwise, you can’t protect it.

And although the order has changed, I have something to give to my sister today.

“Close your eyes.”

“…Huh.”

And now that my sister has finally closed her eyes, I take out what I have prepared for her and attach it to her sister’s hair.

And it’s a brooch.

Gehenna is full of people who don’t do it anymore and don’t plan on doing it, but this is one of their lost cultures.

To show that he is the owner, he wears a flower-shaped brooch on his head instead of a witch’s hat. She is a flower, and taking off her witch’s hat and showing the brooch means that she is a broken flower, and is a sign to prove that she is a married woman.

And I put a golden brooch decorated with two roses and a rose stem on my sister’s head.

And my sister, who noticed what was on her own head, only after I walked away did she check what was on her own head and look at me.

“…To be honest, I might be really selfish. That’s me.”

“Clarke- this is-“

“…Yes, that’s right. My older sister is a witch, and the flower was plucked by me. And the brooch that proves it.”

I wanted everyone to know that my sister was mine.

And that it is for my use only.

And my sister is a flower that was picked for me.

“It is a lost culture for today’s witches and something that decadent, pleasure-seeking perverts do not do. That is why I wanted to do this for my sister.”

If the goddess Hekate, who helped the persecuted and neglected and created Gehenna in the beginning, falls in love with the witches she is in love with, she must take off the witch’s hat and put a brooch on her head, and the brooch must have a flower pattern. It should be.

Picked flowers.

And – I picked a ‘flower’ called my sister with this, and tied it to my sister as a brooch like this.

“Mira, please help me pick you. Please help me pick the flower called you once again.”

Holding both of my sister’s hands, I got down on one knee and spoke to her. This time, I called you by name. And I spoke to my sister in my true voice, in the voice I used to call Nia.

“…And, please tell me your sister’s true name. When all my preparations are complete, I will call it and take my sister once again.“

“…Yes, I’ll wait. So…“

My sister holds my hand tightly and pulls me towards her. And kiss. After the rose-scented scent passed by for a moment, and after a short kiss, my sister looked at my face and smiled.

It is more dangerous than anything else in the world, my sister told me with the sweet smile of a lovely woman.

“They say goat is very good for energy. So…You have to eat the goat and grow up well. My younger brother.“

“I think I’m still full of energy.“

“…Oh, I see. Hehe…“

My sister’s hand goes to my lower body. A kiss and a sweet scent. A charming smile. It goes without saying that I won my sister with my own hands. It means picking flowers. And by gifting this brooch, my sister was hoping to win me over again.

Of course, I also want to defeat my sister again.

Beat it once again…

And I wanted to fuck my older sister.

“Ah, ugh-“

Then, her hand moves towards her sister’s lower body, caressing her sister’s breasts, which have returned to their original state.

As I headed toward the vagina, I felt heat and moist moisture there.

“…Come…Clarke♡”

And-

“I have to pick and eat the flowers, right?”

My sister’s sweet voice and sweet breath took away my reason, and I reached out to touch her body.

“Pick me as your flower…”