Chapter 127 – Episode 120 Two People in a Secret Room

Arriving at her room, Gina shook Joo-hyuk, who was sleeping, awake.

“Hey, we’ve arrived, so get up now.”

“Hmm…”

Joo-hyuk woke up with a puzzled expression and looked around. Unlike his appearance before he remembered, he was in front of his very familiar room.

“This place… What… ?”

“Because it’s all over. “You don’t have to worry.”

“Entire… ?”

“Can you stand up on your own? Just open your door, so you can go in.”

With a dreamy look, Joo Hyuk entered the password. With a clanging sound, Joo-hyuk walked inside as if possessed.

“… How much do you remember?”

“How much do you remember?”

“… “What is the last thing you remember?”

“… Umi called me in to help with the sports day… I even remember assembling a pole specifically for bean bag throwing…”

Joo Hyuk lowered his head, saying he couldn’t remember much after that.

“I was throwing a bean bag and got hit by mistake and fell down.”

“Is that so?”

“That’s it…”

When I gave him a plausible excuse, Joo-hyuk tilted his head.

‘Then that means you don’t remember almost anything that happened today…’

I was in a bad position. I can’t even remember the semen-throwing attack I committed on Su-ah.

If the magic had worked on magical girls, Gina would not have remembered what happened today, like Joo-hyuk does now.

Gina followed Joo-hyuk in and looked around the messy room.

Although we have experience on projects together, this is the first time we have followed Joo-hyuk into his living room. Gina, who was looking around, was speechless when she saw the relatively empty wall.

“… Huh. Hmm.”

According to Umihole’s story, when Umi was turned into a trash can by magical transformation and something like that happened…

On that wall… The entire inside of Umi’s vagina is shown on the screen… She said she could even see her uterus bulging.

‘Ara, I heard you’re so insensitive…’

It’s said that it was meant to scrape off semen from toilet paper, but that’s still true.

In the boy’s room, which was almost like meeting each other for the first time… I can’t even imagine how Woomi must have felt when her most secret and precious place was revealed.

Gina touched her face, which seemed to be heating up for some reason. I still can’t believe that this junior and Umi have become so close.

‘But with Umi… Because I promised to pretend I didn’t hear anything…’

I decided not to show that to Joo Hyuk. Joo-hyuk, who experienced Magical Dogeja’s memory erasure, cannot remember that his relationship with Umi was discovered by other magical girls.

The fact that the two of them had sticky, sincere sexual intercourse in this living room, and that Umi became a sex slave.

Gina already knows because she heard it from Umihole.

‘Whoa…’

If you don’t know anything, you won’t have any ideas.

I guess I happened to hear such a story and went to Joo-hyuk’s living room.

For no reason, I end up worrying about stains or even the airflow in my room.

“Senior.”

“Huh?!”

“Yes… ?”

“No, I did it without thinking too! “Why, why did you call me?”

Joo-hyuk clattered to the small kitchen connected to the studio and asked Gina.

“I’m saying this because it’s well past lunchtime.”

“Eww. Huh?”

“Would you like to eat ramen?”

“La… Ramen…”

Why say such a line.

Is he extremely insensitive, or did he intentionally create that kind of atmosphere and end up taking down Umi?

As she looked away from her nervous body movements, an embarrassing sound that went against her psychology came out of Gina’s stomach.

Grumbling.

“… Senior?”

“… Are you really just boiling ramen?”

“Yes?”

“Oh, no. Then I’ll wait.”

Umihol’s voice was like Pandora’s box.

Since I already knew about the relationship between the two, it was difficult to look at my junior from the same perspective as before.

‘W-what a useless thought…’ .’

With a restless mind, she sits down and bites her nails. Anyway, Joo-hyuk doesn’t even know that his relationship with Woo-mi was discovered.

So, all the strange thoughts that are rising are probably due to hearing that story earlier.

Gina purses her lips and rolls her eyes here and there… I quietly waited for Joo-hyuk to finish cooking.

The bathroom is a bit cramped for two people to be together. As if the warmth was rising, white moisture formed on the mirror, forming an opaque film.

After lathering up enough foam on her shower towel, Umi approached Umihol, who was sitting on a bathroom chair.

“… Thinking about it. “Isn’t it a bit strange to wash with a rope tied to it?”

“I don’t know if it was because it was a magically created rope, but it seemed to dry faster than expected.”

Woomi recalled the rope she had pulled out of Heeju’s stomach. Even though the vaginal wall was soggy with love juice, the inside wasn’t wet, so it was softer than expected.

“I’m going to have to wear other clothes on top anyway, so I’m thinking of replacing it with something other than rope.”

“You mean something else? … Dog collar…”

“Because there isn’t one?”

Standing behind Umihol’s back, Umi replied, and started lathering Umihol’s neck downwards using a shower towel.

Knock knock knock. The clear white foam moistly sticks to the skin, making it shiny and pure.

“It’s difficult to wash the areas between the armpits and arms because they are tied together… “I’ll wipe it properly before you release it.”

“It doesn’t matter. Actually, since it is just an onahole, there is no need to wash it this hard…”

“… Because it is no different from my body. “It’s my heart.”

While washing Umi’s hole, a pleasant refreshing feeling is felt on Umi’s body as well.

If nothing else, because of the sharing of sensations, no matter which part of the body is touched, the sensation is transmitted directly to Woomi.

Is it because of that? At the same time, you get a fresh feeling like washing your body,

Even though it was a gentle gesture to wash others, Umi did not feel unpleasant at all.

“A little… It reminds me of old times when I took a bath with my younger brother.”

“It happened when I was in elementary school.”

“After middle school, we both had big heads. There is no reason to wash together.”

Bathing together is just a story from the days when the size of the bathtub that two people could use together was large enough for two people to use it without any complaints.

“But now even if I want to shower with Hina, it must be difficult…”

As Umi said that, she looked down at her thighs.

A token of love that appeared on his thigh after becoming a slave.

The two strokes of Bareuljeong in the shape of ‘ㅜ’.

Not only that, but when she is not in a post-uterine state, a heart-shaped vulva with wings is engraved on her lower abdomen as a sign that the uterus contains a heartstone.

“Because I’m not the type of person to stay quiet if something like this is discovered.”

“Strangely enough, I was a younger sister who had always been good at things like persimmons.”

Her daily life as a magic girl was changing Umi’s appearance one by one.

It’s even more difficult to show your naked body to others. Of course, family is included.

“At least I can’t let go of being a post-womb magic girl… “I wish there was a way to get rid of these embarrassing tattoos.”

Umi sighed as she said that.

I told Joo-hyuk the other day, but if things continue like this, it’s a public bathhouse, I can’t use the locker room properly, and I can’t even wear a T-shirt that exposes my stomach. Well, it doesn’t really matter because I don’t usually like to wear that…

The problem is if it’s like this even after spring passes and summer approaches.

You will have a lot of worries when choosing a swimsuit for a summer getaway, and even lifting your t-shirt and fanning yourself in front of others to wipe off the sweat will be difficult.

“Summer sea… I wanted to go…”

Umihol looked at Umi with a pitiful expression, but it didn’t comfort her much.

In the first place, the sex mark on my thighs and the uterus tattoo on my lower abdomen… Everyone is in the same situation as Umihole.

Who knows how to let someone go to the sea as they please.

“…”

Anyway, maybe it was because we were sharing memories. He is closer to his twin than his younger brother and communicates well with Umihol.

After roughly wiping the back, Umi stepped into the shower with slightly lukewarm water and washed away the soap bubbles.

When I gently brushed the washed area with my hand, I noticed that it was as soft as a baby’s skin. Umi’s heart is relieved to see that it has been cleaned so well that it makes a crackling sound.

Umi, who was looking at Umihole’s back, which had a faint scent of soap, turned to the front.

‘This has somewhat lightened the mood…’

Now, it’s time to bring up the story I wanted to ask Umihole.

“Umihole. You know.”

“… ?”

“What state are you exactly in right now?”

“Thanks to shared sensations, you can experience both breast caressing and nipple stimulation at the same time.”

“Wow, I’m kind of curious… Not this! “I didn’t want to know that?!?!”

Cancel the saying that we communicate well.

As I was about to wipe the front, I ended up hearing something that bothered me.

“No, in the first place, massaging one’s breasts is enough, right?”

“It’s a difference in mood. It will be different from the ordinary nipple masturbation experience.”

“… I’ve never done it before… No, there is no point in making excuses to you…”

It goes back too far. There is a need to turn the story around.

“… It’s not like that. I am… “I remembered that moment when a portal suddenly opened in the playground, and you appeared there.”

“When is that moment?”

“Because of the impact of the uterine expulsion bullet… “I didn’t remember what happened in the flask.”

Umi remembered the scene back then, blurry but clearer than before.

It seems like Umihol’s voice is still in my ears.

‘I am… It’s an evil ward after all.’

The final ability of the murderer who killed himself, taking the desired target as his property.

Umi’s body was almost stolen,

Thanks to Umihole’s sacrifice, Umi was able to exist as it is today.

“You… Instead of me…” “I ended up losing my body under the influence of that guy’s ending ability.”

Umi said that and brought the shower towel to Umi’s prominent chest.

“This body… “Half of it is like a monster’s body, right?”

“It’s okay to think so. However.”

“But… ?”

While gently rubbing the breast lump under Umihol’s breast with a foamy shower towel,

When it seemed like some information would come out, Umi raised her head.

“I think the name monster needs some correction.”

“… So it’s not a monster? “What are their names?”

“[Homunculus].”

Umihol spoke those words in a short breath.

“… Homunculus?”

“That’s what they called monsters.”

When Umi took off the shower towel, the foam on Umihole’s pink nipples popped out fluffy.

“And this is the identity of half of my body.”