Chapter 140: The Situation of a Certain City’s Virginity Loss (2)

Chapter 140: The Situation
of a Certain City’s Virginity Loss (2)

[Female
subjugation in progress: 1]

[Diana
Ordia: Progress (0.1%)]

Could
it be because of the Curse of the Nightmare?

I
could immediately grasp the essence of that unfamiliar phrase.

If
I can complete the process of subjugation, I can make the female
before me completely mine.

I
looked down at Diana in my arms, mesmerized.

Her
black hair, neatly braided and raised above her shoulders.

Her
eyes, always alert and softly closed whenever she looked at me.

Her
skin is so pure and clear, without a single blemish.

To
the naked eye, she’s a beautiful young woman with an unassuming
demeanor, but when you tilt your head a little lower, the story
changes completely.

She
has a pair of sloppy, oversized breasts that couldn’t be held in one
hand, often leaking milk.

A
cute belly that’s not skinny, but has just the right amount of flesh
to make it more flattering.

A
butt that’s soft to stroke and full to squeeze.

She
was warm and smelled like shampoo.

Maybe
it was because she had tried to fall asleep but ran out after hearing
Ellie say that I had been taken away, but the refreshing and pleasant
female pheromones characteristic of a freshly washed woman were
flowing out.

She
was a living, breathing mating desire generator.

With
such a lustful body, even the curses she bore were eroticized.

The
only flaw is that she has a vicious, evil curse called the Curse of
Rejecting Lousy Dicks.

There’s
no other female in the world I’d rather have as my own.

I
can make her all mine.

I
might not be able to control her mind and soul, but her body would be
entirely mine, I was convinced of that.

[The
gap with the target is large. The speed of subjugation is greatly
reduced.]

But
how easy is it to subjugate a human body?

There
were constraints.

‘Let’s
not get carried away.’

I
shook my head to clear my thoughts and checked Diana’s condition.

A
faded pink womb symbol and a pink heart symbol.

The
large womb sigil, which was a mixture of pink energy and magi, and
the heart sigil, which was a mixture of pink energy and white holy
power, had been overwritten.

Actually,
overwriting is a bit of an understatement.

The
size difference was too much.

In
the middle of a cloudy pink womb symbol as big as my fist, there was
a pink heart symbol the size of Diana’s thumb.

At
first glance, it looked like she’d gotten a tattoo that said, “If
you poke me here, I’m going to squirt out a heart and climax.”

I
thought, “Did I tattoo this pink heart?”

I
don’t know how I did it, but it became instinctive.

It
was a new curse, and I had no idea how it worked.

‘I’ll
go to the temple as soon as the sun comes up.’

It’s
still the middle of the night outside.

I
figured I’d sleep through the night and then wake up and think about
whether or not I wanted to do the curse.

“Hey,
hey, hey, hey, why the sudden⋯?”

Diana
blushed as she watched the patterns appear and disappear over her
MILF dress.

The
sigils had vanished, revealing only that they had been imprinted on
her.

Perhaps
it would reappear someday, when the subjugation level rose, or when
something significant changed.

“⋯I
think it was probably me, because I got the Curse of the Nightmare.”

“Curse
of the Nightmare?!”

Ellie
had told her that I was cursed, but not what kind of curse.

With
a rare exclamation of surprise, Diana quickly covered her mouth and
looked around.

There
were no guards around.

“Hah,
such a curse.”

With
a sigh of relief, Diana looked at me with shaky eyes, but she had
nothing to say.

Curses
and blessings aren’t something you get just because you want them.

Some
say that blessings and curses are manifested based on experiences and
circumstances in the Labyrinth, but few explorers know the laws of
the Labyrinth clearly enough to navigate them.

Rather
than bemoaning my curse, it was more productive to determine if this
was a curse I could live with, or if it was one I needed to erase and
get rid of.

“Mmm⋯
First, shall we talk as we go?”

“Uh-huh.
Let’s do that. I’ve procured a carriage for you, so make yourself
comfortable on the way.”

Leaving
the guard post, we boarded the carriage and headed for the inn.

As
I listened to the conversation about how much taller I’ve gotten, how
much more muscular I’ve gotten, and so on, I thought about the
Nightmare curse.

‘Not
bad, if you look at my stats right now.’

Health+5,
Wisdom-10, Finesse+10.

I
lose 10 Wisdom, but gain 5 Health and 10 Finesse.

‘It’s
not like I’m a wizard.’

For
now, all I needed was enough magic power to handle the artifacts and
Bunny.

Just
to be on the safe side, I did some simple math.

1
plus 1 equals 2.

2
multiplied by 2 equals⋯4.

Okay,
my brain is working.

Stamina
is a “the more, the better” attribute, and any lack in
technique can be compensated for, making it a curse with no
significant drawbacks.

But
the problem is⋯

-Thump.

The
carriage’s vibration drew my attention to Diana’s breasts, which were
shaking violently.

– You
are currently in a state of [very severe sexual frustration]. The
range of things you can recognize as [females] has greatly expanded.
You feel an intense sexual urge toward [females].

Diana’s
softly closed eyes widened in confusion.

Gradually,
her flushed face darted around the carriage as if she couldn’t find a
place to look, and then her head drooped low.

There
was only one reason for Diana’s behavior.

My
erection was poking out of my pants.

I
thought I had figured out how to control my sex drive.

But
perhaps because of my condition [very severe sexual frustration], my
body was actively expressing its erotic urges, not hiding them in the
slightest.

The
carriage stopped.

“Well,
then. Shall we go?”

“Yes.”

I
scrambled to my feet and followed Diana into the Cozy Winter Inn.

Just
as I was feeling a sense of nostalgia, as if I were back home, I
heard the sound of water in the distance.

It
was in the back corner of the dining room.

Next
to Diana’s room, a small extension had been built.

“I
added a private shower while you were in the Labyrinth.
Unfortunately, you won’t be able to bathe in it.”

“A
shower? That must have cost a fortune.”

“Hee
hee. But at least you’ll be more comfortable when you return from the
Labyrinth in the future. It’s a small price to pay, don’t you think?”

Diana
smiled gently as she said that.

Certainly,
there were more than a few times when I had wished for a hot bath
after a long, torturous journey through the Labyrinth.

Until
now, I’ve had to pay blood money for such luxuries, either in the
public baths or, once, in the Serif’s private purification chamber.

But
to build a new bathroom just for me?

“What
if I leave the inn-?”

“Leave?”

Diana
interrupted me hastily and glared at me.

“⋯Really?”

Her
squinted amber eyes took in the image of a man in a dirty helmet.

The
man met the sadness in her eyes, then smiled bitterly and shook his
head.

“No,
I don’t think so, it just seems like too much trouble.”

“You
don’t have to worry about that for the rest of your life.”

Diana
smiled warmly, closing her eyes again in relief, and handed me a
towel.

“There
are two showers, and I’m sure Ellie will be in the one on the left.
Feel free to wash up and get a good night’s rest.”

I
nodded, took the towel, and headed into the shower.

There
was a separate area for undressing and dressing, and another for
showering.

For
some reason, there was no separation between men and women.

“Hehehe…
Oh, oppa?!”

Ellie,
who was humming and washing her hair in the left shower stall,
noticed my pretense and quickly covered herself.

Through
the blind glass door and the foggy steam, I could only see her
silhouette as she panicked and put her hands to her chest and hips.

She
must have recognized me, because she soon lowered her covering hands.

“Did
adoptive mother finish her work well and come back?”

“Oh.
Thanks to you calling Diana, it ended quickly. As for the curse…I’m
going to go to the temple tomorrow and check it.”

“Thank
goodness… You worked hard. The water here is really warm and feels
good, so Oppa, you should wash up quickly too!”

“Okay.”

Ellie’s
voice was full of excitement, as if a long-overdue bath felt good.

After
nearly three weeks of rolling around in a dirty, damp labyrinth, she
had every reason to be excited.

I
took my time and looked around.

The
basket to my left held a slightly soiled Academy uniform, a strangely
clean bra, and a pair of neatly folded panties.

The
same clothes Ellie had worn when she entered the Labyrinth.

I
marveled at the cleanliness, wondering if she’d actually been through
the same Labyrinth, and moved my gaze to the shower to my right.

I
removed my leather armor, gaiters, and T-shirt, then my semen-soaked
boxers and pants and tossed them into a basket.

Finally,
I removed my helmet and placed it on top of my clothes.

In
front of me was a mirror.

I
glanced in the mirror and saw that the kiss marks had all
disappeared.

Apparently,
the regenerative powers of the Nightmare curse apply to the entire
body, not just the reproductive system.

Naked,
I stepped into the shower.

The
shower room was not large. It seemed to be the size of a shower in a
small studio apartment.

Moreover,
there was still hot steam in the shower.

I
wondered if Diana had washed here.

When
I entered the inn, there were no other guests in the room.

The
shower wouldn’t be this damp unless it had just been cleaned.

I
remembered the scent of shampoo I smelled when I hugged her tightly.

She
had put me in the shower where she had cleaned herself.

At
the thought, my cock swelled again.

“Huh.”

I
sighed unnecessarily.

“I
should really masturbate.”

If
I didn’t relieve this sexual desire on my own, I felt like my brain
would be soaked in semen.

“Hmph.”

The
hot shower felt so good, and I could still hear Ellie humming next to
me.

The
soundproofing was weaker than I thought but I decided not to sweat
the small stuff.

To
muffle the sound, I manipulated an artifact in the form of a
showerhead that only nobles had, and turned on the water.

Behind
me, the daughter bathes while I masturbate in the same spot where her
mother washed.

I
reach for my cock, trying to hold it in my hand against the
overwhelming feeling of immorality.

-knock.

Very
stealthily, there was a knock on the glass door of the shower stall.

I
immediately activated my perception, but I couldn’t catch a glimpse
of the figure beyond the glass door.

But
I could tell who it was just by looking at the body through the blind
glass.

“Balkan,”
Diana muttered softly through the crack in the glass, pressing
herself against the door.

“You
might not need it, but if you’re having trouble⋯I
can help.”

“⋯?”

“I
know that if you don’t relieve your sexual desires for a long time,
you will receive a penalty⋯”

A
voice filled with embarrassment, dripping through the glass.

“⋯⋯”

“⋯Because
when I was in trouble, Balkan was there to help me.”

When
Diana was tormented by the runaway libido of the curse, I would
periodically stifle her libido.

“So
I, too, can help Balkan with his libido.”

“⋯⋯”

Now
the situation is reversed.

I’m
the one suffering from libido, and Diana wants to fix it.

“⋯Do
you need it⋯?”

-gulp.

The
sound of saliva sliding down my throat was unusually loud.

Diana,
hearing it, smirked and sat up.

Her
silhouette was shifting through the glass of the blinds as she moved
her hands to her shoulders and slid the shoulder straps of her dress
off to the side.

The
straps slid down her arms, curved around her curvaceous body, and
quickly fell to the floor.

Diana
didn’t stop there.

She
moved her hands to her waist and gently lowered it.

She
lifted her legs seductively, and the tattered fabric that covered her
most precious parts slipped from her toes.

Placing
her own clothes on top of my helm, Diana grasped the hook of the
glass door.

“⋯I’m
coming in.”

I
didn’t even notice the hissing and running of the shower next door as
Diana stepped into the shower, clad only in a towel.