Chapter 188

Chapter 188

188th Episode: 『Fragments of the Past: Side Story』 – H // Flashback Episode: 『Children of the Streets』 Before my eyes, a familiar ceiling appears. “Haa, haa.” The rough gasps echoing in my ears. And, “…Ugh, hngh…!” The frail moans escaping my lips. I’m pinned beneath the body of a fat man, letting out strained moans. The man seems pleased with my reaction, thrusting his hips even more violently. “Haa, hngh!” “Aah…!” Despite being so fat, the man possesses a rather large cock. The sensation of unfamiliar flesh digging inside me is almost familiar now. “Uwaah, hik!?” Even as I moan, I think to myself. Perhaps being fucked by men like this isn’t so bad. Of course, the first few times were painful and stinging all day, but now I’ve become accustomed enough to understand what it means to feel. “Hiii!?” Especially when sensitive spots like this are poked and scraped, it feels quite good. It’s as if it suits my constitution perfectly. “Ah…!” I’m also used to being crushed by a heavy body. Being suppressed by an irresistible force and moaning, having my hair grabbed and my ass slapped, I now think it might be quite enjoyable. It can’t be helped. I’m a whore who sells her body. Having been reincarnated as a woman in the city’s slums, this is an unavoidable fate. And if the knowledge I gained was that of an Essence-Sucking Witch, I can’t help but think that this was my destiny from the start. “Damn, you bitch…!” “Heuk!?” Ah, but this is a bit unfamiliar. “Keheuk, ugh…!” As a rough hand chokes my neck, I struggle, feeling suffocated. Of course, I know he won’t kill me, so I’m only pretending. “Hak, kek, ugek…!?” …When my breath becomes faint and my vision turns white like this, it’s a little scary. It feels like I might actually die. Still, it can’t be helped. This fatty likes to choke. He says he likes the tightening sensation at the moment of suffocation? I don’t know. It’s not like I’ve ever slept with a woman. Besides, I’m not enjoying being choked, so I can’t understand it even more. But when I hear him say he likes the tightening, I feel a little proud, perhaps it’s a human instinct to be weak to praise. Fortunately, the fatty releases his grip before I pass out. “…Puhah! Kek!” I gasp, inhaling deeply into my lungs, and look up at the fatty with tearful eyes. “Ah, uh…” Blurred vision and drool trickling down my mouth. “Ah…” I can’t speak properly. Perhaps my appearance is quite ruined right now? “Hoo…” The fatty man looks at me with satisfaction, wiping the sweat from his forehead. And something warm was flowing down from below me. …Yes, this too can’t be helped. I should rather see it as a good thing. Since there’s no chance of getting pregnant if I use the Essence-Sucking Divine Art, and the man’s semen is a great help to me in mastering the Yin Demon Art. It’s not just anything, it’s the hard-to-gather True Origin Vitality. The vessel that forms the dantian and the inner strength necessary for cultivating qigong. Well, I should gratefully accept it. While I’m lying in bed thinking about other things, “Layla?” A strange voice rings in my ears. “Yes…?” “How was it today? Was it good?” Is it that question again? While chuckling inwardly, I immediately answer. “It was incredibly good…” Of course, it’s a lie. No, it’s good, but… Not so good that I’d die for it. The man wasn’t skilled enough to make me feel an explosive orgasm, nor could he bury me in a spine-tingling pleasure. Well, just average. “…I feel this every time, but it’s tiring to do it with Mr. Zifshan.” Still, there’s no reason to spoil his mood by telling the truth, so I give him some lip service. “Tiring?” “Yes, you always leave me like this every time you come, don’t you?” I laboriously raise my hand and point to myself. My naked body lying on the bed, golden hair disheveled, looks exhausted to anyone. In reality, it’s because I almost fainted from suffocation. “…Keuk keuk, I knew it.” Anyway, the fatty man smiles with satisfaction. Perhaps he feels pride as a man for satisfying a woman. He wears a pleasant smile for a while, then says to me. “Ah, come to think of it, I forgot one thing.” Forgot? What… …Aha. The fatty man looks down at me with lecherous eyes. I laboriously raise my body and kneel at the feet of the standing man. Then, the man’s limp cock comes into view. “Then, I’ll clean it up nicely now.” My pussy juice and semen mixed together, the cock is limp to the point where it’s hard to believe it was hard just a moment ago. If it weren’t soaked in pussy juice and semen, I’d want to keep fondling it. …Is it because it’s been so long since I had a cock that I’m unconsciously thinking these things? “Haum…” I fondle it a few times, then take the man’s thing into my mouth. Just three months ago, I couldn’t even imagine that I would be doing this, but now I often experience it in my dreams. When I fall asleep on the bed where men have held me, I end up receiving guests in my dreams as well. “Chyuup…” I roll my tongue, cleaning the musty-smelling cock. Then, I suddenly feel a stroking touch above my head.

-Swish.

There’s no need to look up. It’s obvious what he’s doing. Like stroking a puppy, the fatty man was stroking me. Considering he was just violently fucking me and choking me, it’s quite a kind treatment. …Should I give him a little service? “Huum?” With his cock in my mouth, I raise my head and look up at the man. When I look up at the man with innocent eyes as if not knowing what’s going on, his cock, which was in my mouth, hardens again. …As expected, that’s what it is. I caress the man’s hardened cock, letting out a suppressed laugh. “Ehehe…” “…Layla.” “No, you already came, didn’t you?” Not for free. When I say it in that tone, the man asks as if negotiating. “Aren’t you still lacking too?” “It’s too much anymore. Mr. Zifshan is too rough, my pussy hurts now.” Whining, I act cute towards the man. The reason is simple. Because he gives me more money if I do this. Secretly receiving money from customers and giving them a discount once or twice is a small trick for whores. Using that trick, I induce the man to take money out of his pocket. Of course, the trick worked. “Hoo, alright. Then, let’s make it 40 Lard.” “Hehe.” I give him a giggling smile and lightly bite the man’s cock. Not painfully, just weakly enough for him to feel the desire to conquer me. It was an answer meaning agreement. “Chyuup…” Licking the man’s hardened cock in my mouth again, I think to myself. ‘When work is over today…’ Should I go eat something delicious with Keir for the first time in a while? With a small hope, I caress my sore pussy as if comforting myself. To secrete a little more pussy juice, so that the insertion doesn’t hurt. // Was it because I overworked my body a little? “Kkeung…” I move my staggering steps with difficulty, heading towards the meeting place. …Was it a bit too much after all? Trying to soothe the crotch that feels sore every time I walk, I leave the slums. There, Keir was leaning against the wall of a store. “Layla?” Towards Keir who comes towards me with a delighted expression, I greet with difficulty. “Hi… hi…” “What’s wrong?” “It’s nothing. It’s because I worked too hard… Ugh!?” As my legs give way and I misstep, Keir naturally reaches out and supports me. “…You have to be careful.” “Ah, thanks.” I look up at Keir. The guy who was smaller than me when we were young has grown up a lot now. Still, there’s still an innocent and youthful look on his face, but won’t even that disappear soon? Literally, he was becoming a man. And I became a woman a little earlier than him. …Maybe, we can’t go back to childhood anymore. “…Hoo.” When I smile bitterly at that fact, Keir asks me as if not knowing what’s going on. “What’s wrong?” “…Nothing. Let’s go.” I answer as if it’s nothing and pull Keir. “Where are we going?” “Temiz District. I heard from the store sisters that there’s a good store there. You like chicken dishes, right?” “….Do you have money?” “Of course I do. Even if I look like this, I’m older than you, you know?” I smile and reach out to mess up his hair. Then Keir avoids my hand in disgust, as if remembering his childhood. “What’s with that older sister thing…” He grumbles, but he doesn’t seem to hate it. I pull him and head to Temiz District. “Let’s go, it’ll be crowded when it’s dinner time.” “Okay.” While holding hands with Keir and walking, I think a little differently in my head. “….” We grew up together in a brothel. But just because we grew up together doesn’t mean we can always be together. He’s a man, and I’m a woman. We grew up in a brothel managed by the Rockerd Family, and from that moment on, our fate was decided. I had no choice but to become a whore, and Keir had no choice but to become a member of the underworld organization. That was our fate. I’m not strong enough to break that fate yet. Even if I have knowledge, I didn’t have enough time to build up strength. And my resolve was just as lacking. “Layla?” “Yeah?” “What are you thinking about?” “…Just, thinking about this and that.” Walking together, I look at Keir again. The guy who has grown up to be a man is quite good at fighting, unlike his pretty face. It’s also thanks to the fact that he learned how to fight by being beaten by me since he was young, and it’s also thanks to the fact that I fed him well by pickpocketing. Maybe he won’t be helplessly beaten to death at this point. I feel a little relieved by that fact. “Always thinking about this and that?” “…That’s right. But, when did you grow up so much?” “You’re the one who didn’t grow up.” “Tsk tsk, just because you’re tall doesn’t mean you’re an adult, you know?” “Then how do you have to be to be an adult?” “….” Hmm. It’s not the stage to tell him that yet. Besides, the story of adults will be told well by the older brothers of the organization that Keir belongs to, not me. By the time he knows that, Keir may come to me as a customer, not as a friend. “You’ll find out later.” “It’s that word again.” Maybe he’ll be quite recognized in the organization. Then he’ll be able to live well with a few subordinates, and women will be quite attracted to him. And I also think that I might become one of the women he’ll hold later. I’m confident. I’ve also seen cases of sisters who date like that in brothels. I’m still anxious because the speed of learning martial arts is slow, but by that time, I’ll have mastered the Yin Demon Art to some extent, and I’ll be quite prettier than I am now. “Is it the first or second time I’ve said that?” “Is that so…?” When will he find out? What it means for a woman in a brothel to sell her body. When that time comes, Keir may want me. He’ll want me not as a friend and older sister like now, but as a woman. …If that happens. Maybe, there’s no reason to refuse. // [Author’s Afterword] This is a side story I wrote when I couldn’t write anything and wondered if I should do a remake.

Strangely enough, after writing the side story, I was able to write again as if by magic, but I’m just throwing it in wherever because I’m not sure where it belongs.