Chapter 487 – Crispin (12)

Crispin and I ate our fill of the room service we ordered.
Crispin’s somewhat kinky spells continued—like putting carrots in girls’ cunts or making her suck dicks and cunts while we ate steaks—but none of them crossed the line.
Of course, it was also thanks to my control before it led to such a situation.

The stamina exhausted by sex was not completely recovered by simply filling the stomach with food.
After eating, I needed sleep.
We fell asleep entangled in a large bed with the women weary of fulfilling their demands.

#

In the morning, I suddenly opened my eyes.
I was surprised at first.

Because the scenery in my dream and the scene unfolding in front of my eyes were quite different.
In my dream, I was comfortably exchanging jokes with the Red Shoes members.

However, when I opened my eyes, the sight unfolded was that I was sleeping entangled with women in cosplay costumes on a large bed.
I felt a heavy presence in the lower half of my body, so I looked down and saw Crispin twitching my cock with a “Hmmmm” Mouth.
There was no doubt that she was fast asleep.

After I got up, I shook the women who were asleep in the same way, waking them up one by one.
I spoke to each of them, who opened their eyes with a curious expression.
Get out of this room

At dinner yesterday, Crispin had lost a lot of her stamina from having sex with me.
Besides, most of her perverted sexual desires were satisfied by me.
For that reason, I was able to keep from crossing the line, but I didn’t know what would happen again when I woke up.
Since I’m with you, there won’t be any major problems, but it’s good to avoid uncomfortable situations that might happen anyway.

After all the women had left the room, I thought about the current situation.

According to the original plan, he would go down to Mokpo to settle the issue of unifying the black market.
Incheon side was all sorted out, so once the situation in Mokpo was sorted out, what had to be done roughly was over.

After that, it would have been possible to create and operate the ‘D-Market’ site as Yunmi Choi came up with her idea.
Necessary manpower and logistics warehouses can be provided in Incheon, Mokpo, and Busan.
Naturally, the big black market organizations had branches all over the country.
The core of all logistics would be Busan.
That was the picture that Mei Wei, and Sera Kim drew.

‘By the way…’

I looked towards the bed.
Crispin’s visit to me at Lexie’s house was completely out of line.
I don’t know if her presence will work to my advantage or to my disadvantage.

What was clear was that she was also exposed to my abilities.
In such a state, there is no possibility that she will betray me or act against my will.

Of course, the way Crispin was exposed to ‘a crush for no reason’ was different from other women.
Rather than completely subordinate to me, there was still a strong tendency to move according to one’s own will.
It was the same with the other women, but this time it was clearly a different case.

‘I’ll have to wait and see…’

Crispin’s visits to me weren’t all bad.
Rather, it could be said to be the opposite.

It wasn’t perfect, but I was able to see into Lexi’s identity and what she was thinking.
Before I heard from Crispin, I only recognized Lexie as one hundred percent enemy.
It was a little odd, but she didn’t think that Lexie had found out about her rescuing women from her house the other day.

But she seemed to have completely different ideas about Lexie.
To think that I am the one who can lift her curse of self.
Naturally, I had no obligation to help her.
Crispin tells her not to only think of her as her bad guy, but her convincing lacks.
She was, in the first place, even Crispin, she was not to be trusted in that way at all.

Maybe the morality itself is different.

It could be that there is a difference in perception that arises because there is a fundamental difference in the way of thinking.

‘Anyway.’

Crispin in her bed wiggled her hand and said, “Hmm?” And opened her eyes.
She probably felt strange because I didn’t have my cock where it should be.

It bothered her that she opened her eyes now.
I was also feeling the need to sleep more.

I climbed into bed.
And I reproduced the position as I was lying down earlier.
Lie down and put Crispin’s hand on my cock.

As expected, her hand began to massage my penis.

Tick ​​clack clack.

It wasn’t particularly hard kneading, but the movements of the hands were strangely erotic for an unconscious action while sleeping.

My cock was naturally erect.

“Hmm~~”

Crispin put her face on top of her cock, looking satisfied again.
She was the one rubbing her cheeks at being treated to something lovely.

“I don’t know.”

I buried the back of my head on the bed and closed my eyes.

‘Let’s go to sleep.’

#

When I opened my eyes the next day, I was confronted with an unexpected sight again.
Apparently, I woke up the sleeping women and sent them back, but they were back in the room.

She was eating by Crispin, who was wearing a different outfit than yesterday.
It must have been quite noisy, but seeing as I continued to sleep without hearing the sound, it seemed that the fatigue accumulated inside me was considerable.

Crispin put one of her girls on her stomach and sat in her chair, using her as her footstool.
A woman in her maid’s uniform was serving as her cup by collecting her breast bone even today, and a woman in a tennis suit was on top of her table with her legs spread.
Fingerbread was stuck in her cunt.

Crispin carelessly took it out, dipped the hole in her cunt in butter, took a bite, and then put the bread back into the woman’s cunt.

“Haha!”

I couldn’t tell which country’s dining landscape was unfolding before my eyes.
Crispin wondered if she always ate this way even when she was at Lexie’s house?
At least it was fortunate that there were no men in the scenery in front of me.
This wasn’t just Crispin’s taste, I wondered if she was considerate of me.

“Hmmmm.”

I got out of bed and put my feet on the floor.
It was not worth waking the girls up and sending them out yesterday.
Well, now I feel like it doesn’t matter anyway.

“Ah! Woke up?”

Crispin, who was eating casually, turned her head away.
Her face brightened when she saw me.

“Whoa…”
“Why are you sighing in the morning? Let’s eat quickly and leave.”
“Where are you going?”
“I’m not going, you’re going. Weren’t you going somewhere by car yesterday?”

That’s right though
I wanted to ask why you were interested, but it wasn’t the atmosphere that would work.
In fact, going down with Crispin in her Mokpo did not fundamentally change much.

I thought, let’s have a meal anyway.

#

At the counter, there was a male clerk whom I had seen yesterday.
To me, he was a mean person, but he greeted Crispy with a bright expression when he saw him.

“Did you have a good time?”
“Yeah, that’s okay.”
“Were you satisfied with the meal and the women?”
“Why are you asking so much? It’s annoying.”

Crispin raised her hand and tried to do something.
She didn’t know why she was upset, but it was almost impossible for her to follow her mind in the first place.

“For a moment.”
“Yes?”

I said to the man after I stopped her Crispin’s behavior.

“I’m checking out, so please pay.”
“It’s a calculation. Fine. It is an honor to have you.”

There was an expected reaction.
The man’s expression as he looked at Crispin was that of a complete slave.

“Yes. What do you spend your money on like this? Let’s go.”

Without responding to the cocky Crispin, I continued talking to the man.

“Thanks to you, I had a good rest.”
“You’re welcome.”

I looked into his eyes.
It is basically not that difficult for Hunters to demonstrate their abilities.
All she needs to do is feel that she is ‘consciously’ exercising her abilities.
It is safe to say that the sense of using the inventory is expanded as it is.

Of course, abilities such as witchcraft and yin-yang magic are completely separate areas.

I tried to activate the hypnotism I must have obtained from Crispin.
I really did get the same ability from her, and as she said, if I was stronger, the hypnosis that was invoked would have priority.

“Ah!”

The gaze of the employee who had been peeking at Crispin from the side of her eye while talking to me was fixed on me.

“There are many things that are lacking, but I hope you will visit again next time!”

He leaned 100 percent toward me.

“Sure.”

I put a coin on the counter.

Widely.

It was the coin Crispin gave me yesterday to show.
It was not necessary to use this coin to make the hypnosis stronger, but there was a possibility that the power to offset the hypnosis that Crispin had applied could be exerted.

The clerk carefully picked up the coin I had placed with both hands.

“Thank you!”