Ch.367[Epilogue] Resolution

# The Young Master’s Passionate Night with Sonia

After spending the night panting like a cat in heat, Sonia found that daylight had arrived before she knew it.

Of course, the concept of day and night doesn’t exist in outer space. But human biorhythms are precious, so most medium and large spacecraft, including honeymoon vessels, were designed to use artificial lighting to substitute for the sun’s role.

“Young Master, please wake up.”

“Ugh.”

“Quickly. We arrive in an hour.”

“What?”

Eidel tried to get up but let out a groan.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t feel my lower half…”

“Well, you did ejaculate fifteen times.”

“You were counting that too?”

“You climaxed about once every 30 minutes. Look at this.”

Sonia caressed her swollen lower abdomen while breathing heavily.

Eidel was shocked. Once every 30 minutes? And for at least five or six hours?

It wasn’t humanly possible.

“Oh? By the way, where’s Ireh?”

“She’s probably in the bathroom.”

Eidel’s expression hardened. If Ireh had gone to the bathroom, it meant she had woken up during their lovemaking, which meant she had witnessed his intimacy with Sonia.

“Don’t tell me you just realized?”

“Um, yes.”

“You catch on quickly.”

Sonia sighed while touching her forehead. She was exasperated but also pleased. It meant he had been so focused on her body that he’d forgotten about Ireh’s existence.

“Young Master, shall we shower together?”

“Wait. Let me stretch my back first.”

Eidel, completely drained by Sonia all day, was in a half-dazed state. The beast-like vigor he had shown throughout the early morning was gone, replaced by the demeanor of a gentle lamb.

“What a shame. I wanted to try soap play too.”

“Have mercy.”

“Well then, I’ll go rinse off first.”

“Yes, yes. Go ahead.”

Sonia got up from the bed. As soon as she raised her hips, semen that couldn’t be contained in her vagina flowed out like sticky malt syrup.

Sonia took small steps to the bathroom while caressing her throbbing lower abdomen and apple-red buttocks. The white baby juice dripping from between her thighs left lewd trails on the porcelain floor.

When she opened the translucent glass door, a wave of hot air rushed out.

It wasn’t steam.

It definitely wasn’t heat from a hair dryer or curling iron. The source of the warmth, mixed with floral deodorant and the scent of a woman’s hormonal sweat, was Ireh’s plaintive sighs.

“Ugh, hnngh, hee…”

Ireh, who had been rubbing herself while sitting on the toilet, covered her private parts with both hands when Sonia entered. The scent of a female in heat wafted through the air.

“Have you been doing this here the whole time?”

“Hnngh, I-I don’t knooow.”

Good heavens. Sonia was at a loss for words.

Masturbating all night was one thing.

But her pelvic line, the shape of her tightly closed vagina, her dewdrop-like breasts, and her sensually relaxed face. Plus the half-rolled t-shirt unintentionally creating an underbust fashion.

She was more devastating than she appeared.

Sonia changed her mind.

The Young Master absolutely must not come in here. If he were to see Ireh in this state, he would suffer a Bluetooth heart attack.

“Please clean up quickly. We’re scheduled to arrive within an hour.”

“Hnngh, hnngh, I knooow…”

Ireh hunched over, staggering.

Unfortunately, while Sonia had climaxed dozens of times, Ireh hadn’t reached a proper orgasm even once.

She had experienced a few weak climaxes while caressing her clitoris and watching the two through the glass door, but it still wasn’t enough.

In fact, the more she tried, the lower her sexual threshold became while the peak of climax grew higher.

Her reddened, engorged clitoris twitched, creating stinging pain.

Ireh thought she would never do this again, being too tired and exhausted, but Sonia’s view of her was somewhat different.

‘This woman… has extraordinary talent.’

She seemed so passive that she couldn’t even join in when her husband was having sex with another wife on their honeymoon, yet she had done her best to pleasure herself from scratch. She was a pervert with different potential from the start.

The characteristic of such women is that with just a trigger, they evolve into semen thieves.

Sonia needed to keep an eye on her. Even though they were both wives, the distribution of baby juice should be fair.

While Sonia was showering.

Ireh, who had awkwardly emerged from the bathroom, found herself face to face with Eidel.

“…”

“Sister?”

Eidel was sprawled out like a napping puppy, as if his waist had given out.

Of course, he was naked.

She hastily tried to cover him with a blanket, but it was too late.

Ireh’s eyes, trained from a lifetime as a gunner, had already unconsciously scanned every inch of his body and imprinted it in her mind.

Her face heated up again.

“Um, Sister. I’m sorry for showing you such an unseemly sight yesterday and today.”

“…No, I-I’m fine.”

Ireh answered in a small voice, fidgeting with her fingers.

“We’re married after all…”

She felt guilty even as she said it. What kind of wife falls asleep without allowing sex on her honeymoon? Wasn’t she failing as a wife?

In truth, Eidel wasn’t entirely proud of having sex with another wife while one was sleeping, but Ireh, being somewhat innocent, hadn’t thought that far.

“Urgh.”

“Del, are you okay?”

“My waist feels stiff. I wonder if we’ll go back without doing anything on this trip… That wouldn’t be good.”

“Wait a moment.”

A soft starlight enveloped Ireh’s body.

Eidel suddenly remembered that Ireh had the Spirit Gun. He had forgotten about it since there hadn’t been any occasion to use it for a while.

Ireh took out her Spirit Gun and prepared for physical therapy as she had done before.

The type was a bullet of vitality. The color was set to blue to boost energy. For flavor, focusing on increasing stamina and strengthening the body, and then firing…

“Ah, right.”

“What is it?”

“There’s an easier way to transfer the bullet’s effect.”

Eidel tilted his head.

“How?”

“That is…”

Ireh climbed onto the bed and caressed his back before finishing her answer.

“…Th-through physical contact.”

His confusion deepened. This was the first he’d heard of this.

“How does that work?”

“The essence of Spirit Bullets is the remote control and transfer of Aether. If I can make contact, I can restore your vitality without having to fire the gun.”

“Oh…”

Ireh smiled shyly and began massaging him.

Starting from his shoulders and back, she gradually infused the power of constellations, loosening tight areas and realigning misaligned parts.

Her healing power was insignificant compared to Zernya’s constellation, but the essence was different.

It was enhancement.

Unlike Zernya, who could only heal wounds, Ireh could strengthen and modify Eidel according to her preferences.

For example, infusing a “bullet of vitality” would greatly increase physical strength and endurance.

These bullets could also be diversified into hundreds or thousands of variations by adjusting parameters such as “color” or “flavor” to find the right combination.

Their uses were truly limitless.

Although she hadn’t tried it yet, with the right mixture, she could probably create bullets that greatly increased virility.

“How is it? Feeling a bit better?”

“Wow, this is really good. It’s not just better—my body feels instantly lighter.”

Eidel spoke as if it was nothing, but for Ireh, the skinship just now had been an enormous challenge.

Except for when she was under the curse of lust—no, even then—she had never directly and proactively touched a naked man.

That’s why her heart had nearly burst just now.

She realized that a man’s body, which she had only found vulgar before, could be firm and reliable depending on how well-trained the person was.

“Um, Sister.”

“Yes?”

Eidel spoke while changing into his clothes.

“It’s hot in here. I’ll turn down the air conditioning.”

“Mmm. Huh?”

The temperature dropped.

It was getting cold.

Cold?

Why was it cold?

If it’s cold, she should put on clothes?

Ireh looked down at the unusual chill.

Her lower half was completely bare, without even underwear. She remembered that she had stuffed her panties and pants in a corner of the bathroom and just walked out.

As a result, she had unintentionally exposed her bare mound.

“Hngh…!”

Her face turned bright red.

She floundered about and finally managed to pull the blanket to cover her lower half, but it was already too late.

Eidel had seen everything. He had even taken mental photographs and stored them.

But he didn’t show it.

It was a kind of consideration.

The problem was that Ireh wasn’t foolish enough to miss this consideration.

‘You could have told me earlier!’

She was about to say that but then reflected on herself.

Ireh, who had masturbated in the bathroom while watching the naked bodies of Sonia and Eidel colliding.

It was called loser masturbation, but she had essentially used her husband as masturbation material.

Moreover, this wasn’t the first time. Previously, when Rustila and Zernya had visited Eidel in his lab for a threesome, she had stood outside the door, touching her chest and crotch while whimpering.

“…”

Upon reflection, she wasn’t just a pervert but a complete super-pervert. She wondered why she was still holding onto her virginity at this point.

While Ireh was reflecting on and reprimanding herself, Eidel and Sonia had completed all their preparations.

“Sister, we’ll arrive in five minutes.”

“…Phew.”

She calmed herself with a deep breath.

Ireh rummaged through her personal bag and gathered various items. She took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Splashing cold water on her body made her feel somewhat calmer. The buzzing around her groin seemed to subside as well.

After completing her brief preparations, Ireh looked at herself in the mirror.

Slap!

She slapped both her cheeks hard, strengthening her resolve.

‘Yes, let’s do this.’

Tonight.

She would become a woman.

***

After checking into the hotel, the three had lunch first.

Then they went around following their honeymoon itinerary. They visited the aquarium, said to be the largest in the north, watched a musical, and toured the northern gravity cannon research facility that was open to the public.

“Professor! I’m a fan! Please give me your autograph!”

[sin x / i∇]

“Thank you! Kyaa, oh my!”

As they walked through the facility, Ireh’s frustration continued to build.

It was common knowledge that she and Eidel had become a married couple due to their famous folding theory, yet there were still many women wagging their tails at him, including facility staff.

Each time, Eidel put up a wall, but different women kept coming to flirt with him.

“Professor, this… this is my email address. Please contact me here.”

“You can give it to me.”

When a woman tried to hand Eidel a note, Ireh snatched it. She spoke with subtle force in her voice.

“My husband is quite careless. He might lose it, so I’ll keep this note. That’s okay, right?”

“What? Y-yes…”

The woman retreated with a dejected face. Since Ireh typically used direct speech, Eidel just accepted it at face value, but Sonia was different.

This girl knows how to fight for dominance too.

‘I don’t need to step in.’

Sonia smiled slyly.

It seemed Ireh was determined today. Since they were at the hotel earlier, she had put effort into her coordination and even applied makeup, which she didn’t usually do.

Sonia decided to give Ireh her turn tonight, satisfied that the Young Master had received his fill.

As time passed and evening came.

When dusk fell, the three returned to the hotel, had a luxurious dinner at the internal buffet, and then leaned back on the room’s bed.

They briefly immersed themselves in the emotion while looking at the amethyst-colored coastal bay view through the large window.

“…Del.”

Ireh placed her hand on Eidel’s thigh.

“I-I-I’m r-ready.”

“You don’t seem ready.”

“N-no. I am ready, I tell you.”

Her voice trembled delicately. She was that nervous, and that eager. Once she had made up her mind, she was determined to face it despite her fears.

For Ireh, this was an incredibly brave act. Eidel knew this, so he exchanged glances with Sonia. Sonia naturally moved to a corner, creating a space for just the two of them.

“Del.”

“Sister.”

Ireh slowly approached and stuck out her tongue.

She still didn’t know how to kiss romantically, wanted to start in a romantic atmosphere, yet had no experience or knowledge.

She had many desires, but her body wouldn’t cooperate.

Ireh trembled slightly with tension. Eidel could clearly feel her trembling.

“Relax.”

Eidel closed the remaining distance and pressed his lips against hers.

“Mmph, hmm.”

Inhale, exhale.

The sweet and sour aroma of peach lip gloss invaded his tongue and nostrils.

She wasn’t as aggressive as Rustila or Zernya, nor as skilled as Sonia, but it was enough to build sexual arousal in a comfortable atmosphere.

Eidel observed Ireh’s reactions and offered his tongue appropriately. He matched the pace to her, not himself, slowly melting the atmosphere.

A kiss like sugar heating on low flame.

Gently, not too quickly, as they mixed their tongues, he could see Ireh’s tense shoulders gradually lowering.

Eventually, Eidel broke the kiss at the right moment and casually said:

“We’ve been through a lot.”

“…Yes, we have.”

“I love you, Sister.”

“Me too.”

Smooch.

They exchanged light kisses on the cheek.

Next, he built the mood with a massage. He kneaded her shoulders, back, nape, and legs, gradually loosening her tense muscles.

“Sonia, turn off the lights.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

Click.

To provide reassurance, he turned off most lights, leaving just one small lamp so they could see each other.

The diffuser was citrus with a woody base. The calm scent of wood and earth blended with orange to soothe the mind and body. It was a perfume Ireh had personally chosen at the aquarium gift shop when Eidel had asked which scent would be better.

So Ireh knew. She knew how hard her husband was trying to ease the tension of a wife facing her first experience.

Eidel took great care to lead in a way that would allow Ireh to associate reassurance with sexual arousal.

“Sister.”

“Don’t call me Sister. Call me by my name.”

“…Ireh.”

“Yes.”

Eidel gently held Ireh’s shoulders. Without words, Ireh understood what he was asking.

When she nodded, Eidel carefully removed her cardigan.

One by one, so as not to startle her. Not too hastily.

With patience and effort, he finally succeeded in removing everything except her underwear.

And Eidel couldn’t help but admire.

“…H-how do I look?”

Dewdrop-shaped breasts similar in size to Sonia’s, encased in a black bra that seemed about to burst.

Matching lace panties in the same color accentuated her pelvic line while digging into her cleft, forming an axe-like mark.

“I-I tried wearing one size smaller…”

So, for this moment, she had worn sexy underwear, even choosing a smaller size to accentuate her figure, and had gone through the day like that.

“Wasn’t it uncomfortable?”

“I endured when foreign media tormented me, so this much is nothing.”

“…Wow.”

“D-don’t stare so intensely. I-hngh…!”

The excited Eidel breathed into Ireh’s nape. Though slightly startled, she was relaxed enough from the massage to feel pleasure rather than tension.

It’s okay. This much is acceptable.

The problem came next.

Eidel laid Ireh on the bed. His hands finally reached the straps of her bra.

“I’m going to take it off.”

Ireh was so embarrassed that she squeezed her eyes shut and nodded in response.

As he lowered the straps and unhooked the clasp, there was a pop sound, and her perfectly proportioned breasts were revealed.

Except for the most important part.

“This is…”

Where the nipples should have been, black nipple patches were attached.

“I-I’m embarrassed to show them… Can we do it with them covered?”

Eidel nodded. Though momentarily surprised by the unexpected item, it was OK. The heart-shaped covers actually made it more arousing.

Finally, Eidel too removed everything except his underwear.

The prelude to foreplay was over.

Now it was time to begin true caressing.

As he did with his other wives, Eidel started from the periphery and slowly advanced toward Ireh’s key areas.

“Mmph, chu, slurp…”

Ireh, who had felt reassured by his gentle initial touch, was now able to accept his increasingly intense tongue and hand movements.

Recognizing this opening, Eidel finally placed both hands on Ireh’s luscious breasts.

Even though it was just touching her breasts, not penetration, Eidel felt elation.

What was their first meeting like again?

Right, she had treated him like garbage and a potential sex offender when he entered Alcatraz Prison. It wasn’t a good first impression.

It felt incredibly meaningful that he had now reached a relationship where he could sweetly mix tongues and fondle the breasts of that same woman.

“Ugh, hnngh, ahh…!”

But something was strange.

Despite his dedicated breast caressing, the nipple covers showed no signs of swelling. Ireh’s covers were about the thickness of silk, so they should show signs if she was aroused.

It was a minor curiosity, and there was no particular reason to know before the end of their intimacy, but Eidel couldn’t resist once his curiosity was piqued.

His fingertips moved toward where the protrusions should be.

“W-wait! Don’t touch there…!”

“Ah, sorry!”

He immediately removed his hand due to Ireh’s firm refusal, but in that brief moment of contact, he felt something that gave him certainty.

Now he understood.

Why Ireh had attached the patches.

She had inverted nipples.