Chapter 122: Ego Axe Bunny (6)

Chapter 122: Ego Axe Bunny
(6)

The
gluttonous demon stared at the pool of stagnant water below her.

Dazed
by the waves of pleasure she’d never experienced in her life, her
eyes were drawn to the white liquid floating atop the puddle.

Her
stomach rumbled with hunger.

She
couldn’t even remember the last thing she ate.

The
belly of a great demon, the seat of gluttony, was growling.

It
was a tale that would make the other deadly sins faint with laughter.

Tsk-tsk-tsk.

With
every drop of steaming juices from the man’s cock, the hunger grew
more intense.

‘⋯It
looks delicious.’

Humiliated,
she had to admit that she wanted the male bodily fluids that she
normally wouldn’t have even considered.

She
didn’t know what it tasted like because she hadn’t thought to put it
in her mouth until now, but she didn’t need to taste it to know if it
was good or bad.

She
knew it would be fishy, bitter, and tasteless.

She
resented the fact that she had to put such a foul, unclean liquid
into her mouth, roll it around on her tongue, and pass it down her
esophagus.

But
more painful than the thought of having to drink a liquid that made
her nauseous just thinking about it was the hunger that plagued her
right now.

-Thud.

The
chains stretched slightly as Gluttony bowed her head.

As
if to say that he would be allowed to eat his cum.

“Ugh.”

Gluttony
groaned briefly, glaring at the male in front of her.

The
spoiled brat looked down at her with a wordless, sickly grin, as if
to say that she was finally listening.

There
was not the slightest hint of respect in her eyes.

He
already reduced her to a mere pet, a tool.

He
looked at her as a ‘tool’, something even lower than that.

She
had always looked down on others from above, but now she was bowing
down to a mere male, an insignificant creature that she would have
snapped her fingers at in the past.

Being
treated as less than human, she shakes her head in submission.

Kkoooooook⋯♡

Feeling
her lower stomach rattling and constricting for some reason, she
jerks her head toward the man.

-Poof!

The
man disappeared from Gluttony’s mind without a trace as he was
expelled.

It
was only Gluttony’s will that allowed him to enter and leave this
space.

The
reason for the banishment was simple.

If
he could even see what she was about to do, it would be like crossing
a river from which she could never return.

Gluttony
stuck out her tongue at the white liquid floating in the puddle she’d
dipped into.

Like
a cat catching water on its tongue and drinking it, she carefully
moistened her lips with semen.

-Phew.

After
a quick suck, it immediately mixed with the water, leaving a sticky
mess in her mouth.

She
swallowed quickly, but before she could, she caught a whiff of the
steaming male odor in her mouth.

It
was an unpleasant, yet somehow familiar odor.

For
a week, she’d been immersed in the blacksmith’s saliva so she’d
gotten used to his saliva without realizing it.

No,
it wasn’t just familiarity.

Gluttony
desperately denied that she had begun to find the smell of his semen
aromatic.

Every
time she caught a whiff of his scent wafting down her throat, her
head grew fuzzy and her stomach bounced.

“Huh…
Whew… Phew…”

The
thick semen didn’t even feel cool to the touch.

It
must have been mixed with the baby fluid, but it was so viscous and
thick that it was hard to swallow.

-Gulp.

She
was still hungry as a few drops of semen hadn’t satisfied her hunger.

Fortunately,
there was still plenty of cum in the puddle.

“I
won’t lose. I won’t lose⋯
Foolish bastard⋯
How dare you think
you can subjugate me with this disgusting excrement⋯”

“Gulp⋯
gulp⋯”

“Foohaha⋯
You think you can use this body to eat with your disgusting, steaming
sperm⋯?
Foohaha⋯
You’re so presumptuous⋯
I’ll make you regret it⋯”

Gulp.

Gulp.

Since
when?

“Fuhaa⋯”

Gluttony
realized that she was face-first into a puddle of her own juice.

She
flicked the puddle with her tongue and waited for the cum to float to
the surface.

“Heh
heh heh, it’s coming!”

When
the puddle of semen came down, she desperately stuck her face in and
stuck her tongue out.

-Gulp.

-Gulp.
Gulp.

Between
her teeth, under her tongue, on the roof of her mouth, down her
throat, there wasn’t a part of her that wasn’t permeated with his
male odor.

Without
realizing it, Gluttony began to savor and drink the cum.

Instead
of swallowing it all in one gulp, she rolled the cum around on her
tongue, savoring the scent and taste.

Only
at the very end, when it was too much to swallow, did she pass it
down her throat.

It’s
clearly fishy and disgusting, but she keeps drinking.

Her
body instinctively craves his liquid.

Each
sip brought a strange sense of satisfaction and pleasure.

“Puhaa⋯
Heek⋯”

Having
drained the puddle of fluid, Gluttony quietly raised her head.

Her
melted face and disheveled bangs were smeared with cum and spunk.

She
drained the cum but she was still hungry.

However
she couldn’t summon him right away.

With
her strength not yet restored, it would be at least a month before
she could invite him back to the mental world.

“⋯A
month, and I have to endure this hunger⋯?”

In
other words, she would have to wait a month to taste his cum again.

With
an unknown feeling of despair, Gluttony hung her head again.

She
leaned down again, hoping to lick up some of the cum on the floor.

-Clang!

The
chains held her down, but she desperately licked up the cum.

All
the while, her head was slowly spinning.

She
vowed to remember this humiliation as she made plans for the future.

‘After
all, he’s the only one who can break this bond.’

Yeah.
It’s just an assortment anyway.

‘I
play the part of the dutiful ‘tool,’ the one who lays low under him
and does whatever he says.’

If
that guy starts to trust and believe in her as a tool, and in the
end, if she convinces him to break these chains with his own hands.

‘Then
I turn on my heel, and escape from this axe.’

All
for the sake of her full resurrection.

The
spoiled brat, the cum-sack, is but a lowly male at her feet.

Gluttony
never thought for a moment that she would be defeated.

As
she licked the cum from her lips, tongue, and face, Gluttony muttered
quietly to herself.

“Never,
never, it’s not about the cum⋯”

It’s
never because she wants to eat his cum.

She’s
just hungry.

If
there’s something else to eat, even if it’s not specifically his cum,
she’ll eat it.

“Baeeeee⋯
Ssang⋯
Woom⋯♡”

Thinking
that, Gluttony continued to lick the semen on the floor.

***

“⋯Kan.
Balkan?”

When
I came to, Zirnier was flicking her hand in front of my eyes.

“What
are you doing with that axe, asshole? Are
you
excited to see my child?”

Chuckling,
Zirnier jabbed me in the side with her elbow.

-Kudangtang!

My
body jerked backward as she poked me.

I
hadn’t adjusted to the sudden change in reality.

“⋯What?
Are you okay?! I’m sorry! I didn’t think you’d fall!”

“⋯Ah,
no, it’s okay, I⋯
like your weapon.”

A
flustered Zirnier held out her hand to me.

I
grabbed her callused hand and pulled myself up.

Sensing
something was wrong with my aura, Zirnier opened her mouth.

“Is
something wrong? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,
actually.”

I
told her about what had happened with Bunny.

Of
course, I didn’t mention the embarrassing details of the pussy
slapping and the fluid shooting.

‘I
wouldn’t have tried that with a normal person in the first place.’

The
only reason I was able to act so boldly was because I considered
Bunny to be my ‘possession’ or ‘tool’.

“⋯Bunny
Girl? There was such a thing?”

I
asked, but when I told her about Bunny, she shook her head.

“Didn’t
you know that? I thought you were the one who did it, since she was
chained up.”

“No,
I didn’t. All I did was soak the Gluttony Soulstone in your⋯saliva
and adjust it so that you could more easily control her power.”

The
identity of the Gluttony Soulstone is Bunny herself.

In
other words, Zirnier had unknowingly used my saliva to create a chain
that would allow me to control Bunny.

Come
to think of it, she didn’t show any symptoms when Zirnier grabbed the
axe and handed it over to me.

“⋯I’ve
often heard stories of people hearing auditory hallucinations and
visual hallucinations when swinging a weapon or sleeping when using a
weapon that has been forged with a soul stone that contains an
ego⋯but
I’ve never heard of anyone seeing a clear entity like you.”

I
wonder if my words have piqued the blacksmith’s interest.

Zirnier
sounded quite excited.

“Is
it because it’s a soulstone of the highest level? I don’t know
much about it since it’s my first time making something with this
material. It might be worth studying, or maybe it’s just that you’re
compatible with the weapon!”

“⋯I
suppose so.”

I
stared at the oversized artifact axe in my hand.

[⋯⋯]

Bunny
still hadn’t responded.

Well,
at least I had her subdued for now.

I
won’t have to worry about her for now.

“Then,
I will now explain this child’s function. How can you use the power
of ego⋯”

I
was then told more about the weapon.

Ego-imbued
weapons, like artifacts in the Labyrinth, have special powers.

They
are generally said to be on par with artifacts, or even better,
depending on the artifact’s higher compatibility and identity.

It
was a strange and amazing ability, worthy of the name ‘Gluttony’.

“It’s
not for me to say as a blacksmith, but don’t get too dependent on
your weapon just because you got a good one. It’s just a tool, you
know?”

“Of
course.”

My
first priority should be my own strength.

Weapons
are only tools and I don’t want to be eaten by a tool.

“Have
you given it a name?”

“A
name?”

“You
have to give them names, like the Black Sword of the Sword City, or
my Nos. 1, 2, and 3.”

-Kirik.
Kirik.

The
trio of mechanical arms clung to Zirnier and waved at me.

“I
named it Taemyeong, because it’s a black and gold axe.”

The
word Taemyeong made my head spin, but Zirnier’s naming sense was even
more shocking.

‘I
shouldn’t let her name it.’

I
gave the axe a name I had grown accustomed to.

“Bunny.
I’m going with Bunny.”

“Bunny?
Are you sure you’re okay with that name?”

Absolutely.

It
exudes savagery just by looking at it, and it’s too cute a name for
an oversized axe that’s bigger than most adult males⋯
but I thought to myself.

‘It’s
actually a female.’

I
figured it didn’t really matter.

“I
like Bunny.”

“Yeah,
whatever. If that’s what you mean, then so be it. Now, shall we go?”

“Yeah?
Where?”

“On
the day I gave birth to the best baby of my life, where else is there
to go?”

I
heard the first thing pregnant women look for after having a baby is
alcohol.

-Giggling,
Zirnier threw up her hands.

“Of
course we’re going to drink!”

As
expected, I was right.

Zirnier
was a half-dwarf, though her elongated frame often made me forget it.

That
meant that she was made of 70% alcohol, which meant she was a
drinker.

“You
promised me a drinking buddy if I made you a weapon, didn’t you?”

“Of
course.”

I
nodded, smiling at Zirnier, who poked me in the side coyly.

After
all, she’d made me a weapon like this, what’s a few drinks?

I’d
probably say yes if she asked me to drink for months.

“Hmph.
Okay. Let’s go!”

Zirnier,
already tense from her pre-drinking days, pumped her fist in the air.

We
naturally walked and headed towards Diana’s tavern.

It
was my last drink before entering the Labyrinth.