Ch.393Side Story: Bloodline

Several days had passed since I arrived in Norsweden. To be honest, it was a good time.

It really felt like being home, and I spent a lot of time with Darius and Deia, sharing various stories.

I also met with Illuania and Sevia every day, watching the child grow day by day.

It was a fulfilling day.

While at my home in the Republic of Clark, I had enjoyed my desires and time with women that I had been holding back.

In Norsweden, it was a time to enjoy a different kind of peace.

Daily life.

Sweet days were passing by, but not all moments were like that.

Occasionally, there were times when I felt a stinging sensation.

“What are you doing?”

It was none other than when I was alone with Deia.

The moment I saw Deia entering my room, I looked around. Stella and the Dark Spiritmaster had been playing on my bed until just a moment ago, but they had disappeared somehow.

Findenai had gone outside saying she would spar with Darius, so there was ultimately no one around.

“…Why is no one here?”

As I muttered while looking at the suddenly empty room, Deia chuckled.

That smile seemed to contain quite a few meanings, and knowing Deia’s personality, I could immediately tell that this kind of environment was not a coincidence but intentionally created.

“Oh my, there’s no one here?”

“What exactly did you say to make everyone listen to you?”

“Nothing much. A kind of threat? You know that sisters-in-law are the scariest.”

“…”

“Well, I’ll eventually be the youngest one. I’ll take responsibility for that when the time comes.”

“Sigh.”

I sighed at Deia’s utterly confusing words, but I didn’t chase her away.

Even if I tried, she wouldn’t leave anyway, and I had made a promise to her.

To try to see Deia as a woman.

Since I promised to try, I couldn’t avoid Deia.

“I didn’t come to force myself on you or anything. I just had something I was curious about.”

Unlike Findenai, I knew Deia wouldn’t push forward in a crude and forceful way.

That’s why I wasn’t being particularly sensitive about it.

“You’re curious about something?”

“Yeah, I’ve been calling you Shinwoo Kim, but I was wondering if this is the right way to write it.”

It was about my name.

Since it wasn’t a common name in this world, there seemed to be some confusion about the pronunciation and how to write it.

“It’s not particularly difficult. Just write it as it sounds.”

“Ah, that’s what I want you to show me.”

Deia handed me a paper, which she must have brought in advance. I found it a bit cute that she was showing interest in me and trying to start a conversation with something like this, so I took out a pen from the desk.

“Here, write your name at the bottom of the paper.”

“That…”

I was about to answer and write my name right away, but the paper was densely filled with text.

And at the bottom, there was a signature box, which was exactly where Deia was pointing.

Seeing that, I naturally sighed and put down the pen.

“Deia, this is a marriage registration form.”

I looked at her as if asking what kind of joke this was, and Deia answered with a smile.

“Oops! Was it? I meant to grab any paper, but I happened to grab this one.”

“For ‘any paper,’ your signature is already on it?”

“What does it matter? Forget it and just sign.”

“…”

When I silently stared at Deia, she seemed to feel awkward and quietly took back the paper.

“It was a joke. Only someone like Findenai would fall for something like this.”

“I don’t know what you think of Findenai, but she’s not such a beast that she would fall for this.”

Occasionally, Deia would show excessive contempt toward Findenai. Well, considering her behavior, it was somewhat understandable.

“So you’re going to Greyford soon, right?”

“Yes. I agreed to meet Erika there, and I heard Aria and Elenoa are waiting for me there too.”

“And finally Owen?”

“Yeah, actually Owen is the biggest reason. I’m grateful that he’s trying to follow in my footsteps, and the continent needs a spiritmaster.”

The souls that had accumulated on the continent had all gone into Deus’s body, but people continue to die, and they remain on this land again.

Then inevitably, evil spirits will appear again.

Now the Griffin Kingdom is also somewhat interested in Black Magic.

But there was a difference in what Black Mages and spiritmasters did. That was also why I didn’t teach Owen necromancy.

“Sigh, so it ends like this?”

Saying that, Deia circled around the desk in front of me and sat on my lap, crushing it with her buttocks.

I wasn’t sure what was happening, but Deia leaned her back against my chest and put her legs up on the desk to prevent me from escaping.

Deia’s unique refreshing scent spread throughout my body. Air that felt as if she had just been outside.

“Well, I tried to appeal to you in various ways, but honestly, I’m not sure if it worked.”

“…”

The reason I couldn’t figure out what to answer was probably because my heart hadn’t come up with an answer yet.

Would Deia know what that meant?

Anyway, she continued talking while still sitting on top of me.

“Well, I think it doesn’t matter since today isn’t the end. But I’m still a bit disappointed. Won’t the feelings I’ve built up cool down again if I’m away from you?”

That could be the case.

I couldn’t deny it.

Rather, it might be that I was swept up in the flow because of days like this where we met every day.

“Am I that unattractive?”

Feeling disappointed, Deia suddenly kneaded her breasts with both hands.

“They’re not as huge as the Dark Spiritmaster’s, but they’re decent, right?”

“What vulgar…!”

“What’s vulgar is the women’s moans coming from your bed every night.”

“You, you heard?”

My voice cracked involuntarily, and my expression stiffened. I tried to be as gentle as possible just in case, and I remember casting a spell too.

“I didn’t hear. But when the girls are practically half-dead and sprawled out in the morning, I can imagine that much.”

I guess it’s impossible not to know.

It wasn’t something shameful, but it felt strange to hear it discussed so openly.

“Well, it doesn’t matter anyway. Deus also brought women to bed every day.”

“…”

After saying that, Deia suddenly stood up. As if asking me to dance, she pulled my hand and made me stand.

“Do you know why there’s a bed in your office unlike mine and Darius’s?”

Deia pointed with her chin at a hard, unused bed placed in the corner and smiled slyly.

The answer was obvious without having to think about it.

“It must have been because of Deus.”

It was predictable that since he brought women every day, he put a bed here because it was too bothersome to go all the way to the bedroom.

“That bastard would do something like this.”

Deia pulled my hand and made me wrap it around her waist. I tried to pull away, feeling like I shouldn’t be swayed, but she applied force to prevent me.

Pressing her body tightly against mine, Deia smiled.

“He would wrap his hands around a woman’s waist and then take her to that bed. Then he would lay her down and start right away.”

“…Didn’t you have trauma?”

“Trauma exists to be overcome.”

It feels like she overcame it in a not-so-good way. Anyway, I removed my hands from Deia’s waist and answered.

“I’m sorry, but whatever happens, I won’t be laying you on that bed right now.”

“…”

“Deia, this is too soon. First, let’s go to Greyford and then…”

“Really.”

I was trying to say that we should think about it a bit, but Deia bit her lip hard and glared at me.

“Did you really not feel anything for me?”

Her eyes were getting redder, and there was even a bit of resentment in her gaze.

“You said it yourself. That you would give me a chance. But from what I’ve seen, it seemed like you were using that as an excuse.”

“…”

“Didn’t your heart ever race? Really? I’m trembling so much like this? Even now, being with you, my heart is pounding so hard I feel like I might break?”

“Deia.”

“You still only see me as a little sister! You said otherwise, but that damn rationality of yours! It’s preventing you from being swayed by emotions!”

Deia was truly a brilliant woman. Her eye for people and situations would be wasted if confined only to the North.

Perhaps that’s why.

After colliding with me several times, she couldn’t help but notice.

My rationality was truly solid, and I was unconsciously continuing to push her into the role of a little sister.

“Just tell me once. Your true feelings.”

Deia, with tears welling up in her eyes, demanded with a sense of desperation.

“Back when you asked me for just 5 minutes of my time. And during those 5 minutes when you never lied to me.”

I couldn’t forget it.

It was the time when I first revealed to someone else that I was not Deus but Shinwoo Kim.

“Like then, just tell me your true feelings for 5 minutes. Did you really never feel anything for me? Could you really only see me as a little sister no matter what?”

True feelings.

Even at the sight of Deia asking for just one word of truth, I couldn’t answer.

I bit my lip hard, suppressing the truth that was about to leak out.

But at Deia’s expression, which looked like she might burst into tears at any moment, I just shook my head.

A gesture indicating that wasn’t the case.

“Hmph.”

In an instant, Deia’s tears disappeared. Along with a cunning smile on her lips, her hands were suddenly wrapped around my waist.

“Huh?”

Swept up in the flow, I was pulled by Deia, and when she applied force, I found myself lying on the bed in front of her.

A situation that unfolded literally like flowing water.

Deia, now straddling me, took off the sweater she was wearing and threw it away.

“W-wait a minute, Deia…!”

“You broke the promise first. You said you’d give me a chance, but you didn’t.”

I tried to stop her urgently, but Deia smiled self-deprecatingly.

“Damn, who knew watching that second idiot would be helpful.”

If she managed to do all this after seeing how to lay a woman on a bed, it was essentially talent.

“I think Findenai was right.”

Shrugging her shoulders, Deia pressed down on my chest with both hands.

“Blood doesn’t lie.”

If it had been her from before, she would never have said such a thing. But as I mentioned earlier, perhaps she had completely overcome the trauma of Deus.

“I think I’m more talented at dragging someone to bed? That bastard failed a few times.”

“N-no…”

I was utterly bewildered.

Looking at Deia’s upper body in just her underwear, I thought I should escape.

But as she said, whether it was truly talent or not, Deia didn’t give me time to think.

“Chu!”

Deia immediately kissed me.

Unlike last time, she entangled her tongue with mine, quickly figuring out the technique and becoming accustomed to it.

“Puha!”

After ending the long, breathless kiss, Deia declared with a satisfied smile.

“Well, let’s see if the talent in bed is similar.”