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Elysia, who was sitting quietly and not doing anything, saw me muttering to myself and then lightly walking away, asked me this.

“Uh…? I didn’t do anything… There’s no one here other than me who would do something to your body… If you were planning on embarrassing yourself in front of the kids, you would have done it a long time ago. Why are you doing this all of a sudden? Where does it hurt?”

I’m sorry that winter made my dad worry, but I couldn’t honestly say that I got my pussy wet while imagining leading an airborne armored division and conquering the Soviet Union, so I just glossed over it.

“Oh, no… nothing… I’m really fine…”

“I’m glad if it’s okay…”

Hmm… I think we had a similar conversation with the gray-haired instructor at the military academy today. I feel déjà vu. Is it an illusion?

Free, who had given me such incredible talent and a momentary sense of omnipotence, closed his eyes and fell asleep on the spot, unable to believe that he had kept them open just a moment ago.

“Koooo…”

Thinking I might have misheard, I placed my finger just below Free’s nostril, but I could feel his breathing becoming regular. I carefully held the baby in my arms so as not to interrupt the sound of her snoring, and laid her down right next to Bryn. It was a good thing I asked Hannah to provide a large crib so that two babies could comfortably sleep together.

As I was looking down for a moment at the angelic faces of the two children, who were lying side by side in the crib and were so deeply asleep that a ghost could carry them, Elysia came up to me and demanded that I pay off the 2xx number of vaginal cumshots she had accumulated today.

“Are you done taking care of the babies now? I said I wasn’t in any pain and I was fine… Should we go back to the military academy and talk as adults?”

Are they talking about that as soon as the kids go to sleep? No. When children open their eyes, you should be grateful that they remain calm.

Let alone the question of whether I should spit at the flame of desire burning in Elysia’s heart, or whether I should be thankful that she is not trying to use me as firewood here to burn it brightly. Having awakened to special abilities after eating the gray pellets that Free gave me in a body that could not feel magical power, I decided to take some time alone to understand more clearly the changes that had occurred in my body.

“Wait a moment. I’ll go to my room and come back.”

“The kids are sleeping, but is there still work left to do in this house? Well… if you say so, then it is so. I’ll be waiting outside the room, so come out quickly.”

After receiving Elysia’s permission, I entered the couple’s room, the largest in the house, and took out the State Enigma to see if it had added any characteristics or features that I had not seen before. With the help of State Enigma, it was easy to figure out the identity of the gray pellets that Free had given me.

[Status Message: Currently, Paula is sharing ‘Magic Engineering Artificial Consciousness (EX)’ with Freya. As long as Freya grants Paula authority, she can demonstrate her tremendous talent limited to engineering, and her skill level when handling tools also increases dramatically. ]

“This is it. But I can’t believe it’s artificial consciousness. I never imagined that in 2029, I would see something that only appears in science fiction movies exactly 100 years ago in 1929.”

What is artificial consciousness? Isn’t it an ultra-high-performance computer that can think and make decisions on its own without the designer (human) inputting additional information?

Ironically, in 2029, when I lived, humanity was afraid that artificial intelligence would cause a rebellion, but did not stop researching artificial consciousness, which can be considered the pinnacle of artificial intelligence technology. In the process, various useful technologies were acquired. However, the final goal, artificial consciousness, was not achieved.

In the first place, there is a problem that the goal of ‘artificial intelligence so superior to human beings’ is very vague, but it is proof that artificial consciousness is an enormous object that will be difficult to create even with the technology of 100 years from now.

But instead of flying to the future, he went back in time and gained access to this incredible technology. I need to be nicer to Free from now on (although there is nothing I couldn’t do for him in the short time we’ve met). Hannah says that Bryn is the one who created the magic that turned Free into a living, breathing baby, so Bryn also takes care of her with love.

Now it’s time to find out other changes that have occurred in my body.

“Uterus… Tattoo.”

Lady, be ashamed. However, it makes no sense for me to come into the room to notice the changes that have occurred in my body and then ignore this tattoo, which is clearly visible on my lower abdomen, so I have to endure it.

[Status Message: Currently, Paula has ‘Lilith’s Womb Tattoo (EX)’ engraved on her lower abdomen. This magic circle cannot be destroyed or its ownership transferred to anyone other than the caster (Elysia). ]

According to State Enigma, the uterine tattoo had several functions. Making the impossible possible by overlaying dreams on reality, and being able to tell you if you are pregnant is something I have personally experienced with my own body.

In addition, the function of modifying the body structure to better absorb semen, the function of forcibly raising the body’s sensitivity to reach climax, the function of filling the chastity belt, and the function of never reaching climax through a relationship with someone other than the practitioner. A function that locks it so that it cannot be reached, a function that cleans the body when it becomes dirty after sexual intercourse, and a function that protects the fetus in the womb and helps it grow well.

Location tracking function, a function that teleports the practitioner to the side of the person with the uterus tattoo regardless of the distance or summons them to the practitioner’s side, a function that helps awaken maternal love more easily…what a function in this damn tattoo Is there this much at stake? There’s still more to find out, but the uterus tattoo alone is like this, and I’m afraid what function other tattoos may have.

[Status message: Currently, Paula has ‘Lilith’s Soul Brand (EX)’ on her tongue, ‘Lilith’s Bondage (EX)’ on her neck, ‘Lilith’s Milking Machine (EX)’ on her areolas, and ‘Lilith’s Milking Machine (EX)’ on her hips. It is engraved with ‘Lilith’s Tail (EX)’. The security of these magic circles is ensured by the womb tattoo. ]

It’s a dizzying message, but let’s first look at the soul brand that is on the tongue. I didn’t even know this existed until Status Enigma told me. There is a pink tattoo similar to the color of your tongue on your tongue. How can you tell it apart with your eyes?

The effects of the soul brand were as follows: a function that allows the caster to maintain the desired state of body and soul forever (prevents aging), a function that allows the caster to say only what he or she wants or, conversely, to force silence, and a function that allows the caster to say only what he or she wants or to force silence, and that the caster’s bodily fluids A function that makes you feel like a gourmet, a function that makes you dependent on the drinker by administering a drug with a strong withdrawal effect.

It may not be as effective as a uterus tattoo, but it’s still a shitty item.

Second, the effect of the choker-shaped tattoo on the neck was as follows: If the practitioner wishes, it can provide the tattooed person with an eye patch/ball gag/dog leash/handcuffs/shackles necessary for BDSM play, breathing, etc. A function that makes the user submit to the user by controlling them or giving them pure pain without pleasure.

Ha… I guess the drug training wasn’t enough to satisfy you?

Thirdly, the perverted tattoo drawn on the areola had the function of making delicious breast milk gush out from the nipple when the practitioner wanted it, as well as the function of making a person feel the desire to go around exposing their body (turning an otherwise normal person into an exhibitionist pervert).

Lastly, the effect of the inverted triangle tattoo, nestled in a truly exquisite location on the buttocks, was this: it caused those who witnessed the tattoo to think that the recipient was a ‘dirty homosexual who was getting stabbed by the same woman’s dick.’ A function that lets you know that you have anal sex anytime, anywhere, cleanly empties your intestines or forces you to defecate so you can enjoy scat play.

Since it was an item for anal sex, it naturally had a function that allowed you to feel it well through the anus, and it also had a function that provided stat points that could be invested to increase your stats every time you had sex with the practitioner.

“Oh… stat points. Everything else sucks, but this one is useful…?”

Unless you look at the only way to get stat points. 10 points for each vaginal ejaculation, 5 points for each internal ejaculation, 3 points for each intraoral ejaculation, etc. 1 point for each time. If you are tempted by this and sell your body, what is the difference between you and a prostitute? If other prostitutes sell their bodies because they are blinded by money, the difference is that I sell my body to earn stat points, right?

“No, no. I’m not some whore who started messing around with Elysia just because I was blinded by stat points. I am only allowing my body ‘against my will’ and ‘because I was threatened’ and ‘I really had no choice’.”

Whatever the truth, I decided to think that way.

I just used the expression last, but as the last of the last… Separately from this series of five tattoos, I looked into the effects of the six-pointed star tattoo on my back, and it really didn’t have much of an effect. It ends with ‘This tattoo allows anyone who witnesses it to know that the person imprinted on it is an Aryan who had sexual intercourse with a Jew.’ It’s a really simple function.

After learning about the changes that had occurred in my body, I opened the door and went out before Elysia urged me to do so. If you make me wait too long… I can’t be sure what will happen when I get back to my bedroom at the military academy.

Please don’t show your miserable face under Elysia’s belly button today.