Chapter 196: Si-eun, Who Came to Admire a Giant Cock [R-18]

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Before she was known as the villain Entic, Kang Si-eun was just a small, cute young lady born with a silver spoon in her mouth.

Her father was a renowned painter, and from a young age, her home was filled with all sorts of artworks and valuables gifted by wealthy visitors.

Si-eun showed a particular interest in antiques.

Her father might have thought it peculiar for his daughter to be interested in rare items over a hundred years old, but he didn’t seem to find it strange.

The incident happened when she went to an exhibition in Busan, holding her father’s hand.

Si-eun’s attention was captured by a painting titled 「Untitled」, which depicted a tall, gaunt woman hunched over in a desolate land.

Objectively, it was an unsettling painting, the kind you’d worry would make a child cry, but for some reason, Si-eun couldn’t stop looking at it.

“Why do you like this painting so much?” her father asked.

Little Si-eun looked up and said, “Because only the woman in this painting is screaming to be let out…”

「The Antique Collector」

Thus was the birth of the villain who would later be called Entic.

Her talent was the ability to turn objects of artistic value that were over, or nearly, a hundred years old into skills.

During her time as a villain, Entic plundered countless ancient artworks and antiques, and she even ended up confining her own body within a painting called 「The Nude Goddess」.

Perhaps that was why.

It felt like it had been a very long time since Si-eun had walked on her own two feet.

Where am I?

She felt as if she were in a dream.

Her surroundings were dark, but she soon realized where she was.

The exhibition I came to with Father.

A nostalgic memory.

She felt like she knew where she had to go.

Si-eun believed that the most beautiful and vivid form art could take was the form of death.

She had fed a few of the housemaids to the 「Man-Eating Jar」.

Her father never noticed.

The jar, seemingly satisfied, spat out treasures, which became little Si-eun’s toys.

As an adult, Si-eun came to desire the aesthetic appreciation of a more vivid death, and she found 「Untitled」.

“It was over there…”

Si-eun was no longer the little girl from that day. With a developed chest and a more womanly figure, she walked through the darkness.

A black cloth was draped over a massive picture frame that inspired a sense of awe.

Before returning to her painting, the unsettling woman contained within this ancient artwork had killed hundreds in Haeundae.

Kang Si-eun was identified as the culprit.

Of course, she was never caught.

Si-eun possessed a 500-year-old golden key once used by a princess of a long-forgotten kingdom, and that was her secret to traversing space.

I was sad when Dad died, but…

As the years passed, Entic focused more and more on things that gained value over time.

She believed them to be the most beautiful.

When she communed with the most beautiful things, she could forget all the pain in the world.

Right…

This is my origin.

The starting point of the villain, Entic…

That’s how precious this painting is. But why am I here?

Ugh.

Si-eun clutched her head.

“It hurts…”

I can’t remember…

What happened…? There’s static in my head.

「Fuck, I told you I’d become an onahole!!」

…? Whose voice is that…? A man’s…?

Si-eun tilted her head.

「Give up your life as a villain and become my onahole, Si-eun!」

…I think I’m about to remember something.

All I can recall is my body floating up and flying somewhere.

It was a terrifying experience. I didn’t know my destination, but I think I knew I could never go back to being my old self again.

A voice echoed in her ears.

A woman’s scream, ridiculous moans…

My voice…?

「No… Stop… Nnggh…! I’ll kill you. You… and your family, and your girlfriends, I’ll preserve them all!」

「Expel the jelly full of bad thoughts!」

“…”

Sploosh! Splat!

With the sensation of expelling something, everything went black.

Si-eun could feel her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Kim Sang-hyeok…

Right…

Si-eun remembered who she had recently met.

Kim Sang-hyeok…

She had learned that it wasn’t Seridwen or Isabella who had defeated 「Zenobia」, but him.

He himself wasn’t strong. She could tell just by watching his movements.

But she had discovered that, like her, he possessed an unconventional power that was stronger than himself, and…

Preservation…

Preservation.

If I preserved him with 「The Mercury of Qin Shi Huang」 and let him age for about 80 years… he would acquire magnificent value…

That’s what I thought when I approached him…

I don’t remember what happened next… Ugh…

I remember my body flying with a whoosh.

Something like a nightmare…

A memory of something that shouldn’t be remembered…

…I think I felt a sense of release.

Spewing out so much of something precious that I shouldn’t have…

Stop.

Si-eun decided to put aside the confusing memories.

Instead, she focused on the painting before her.

Does this mean I should awaken 「Untitled」?

She didn’t know what was going on.

But among all the antiques Si-eun possessed, 「Untitled」 had the highest pure combat power.

She had later named it 「The Woman in the Red Cloth」.

“Alright.”

Let’s wake her up.

Without hesitation, Si-eun began to pull away the black cloth.

She pulled and pulled, but the cloth seemed endless.

Is it because this is a dream? Maybe it was because the frame was so large. Without giving it much thought, Si-eun kept moving her hands.

Soon, the end of the black cloth came into view, and the edge of the massive frame was revealed.

Si-eun grew progressively more excited.

I’ll get to see those desolate colors that depicted that barren land again.

It was Si-eun’s most cherished antique, one she had even refrained from looking at for fear the thrill would diminish.

The ancient artwork, Untitled, revealed its beautiful form.

“…?”

Si-eun stared blankly at the picture in the frame.

What… is this grotesque thing…?

Something else is painted here…

This isn’t Untitled. It’s not The Woman in the Red Cloth.

But there shouldn’t be any other painting worthy of such a large frame here, should there?

Si-eun observed it quietly until she realized what the object drawn so largely in the frame was.

A man’s… reproductive organ…?

It was a cock.

Why was a painting of a cock sitting right in the middle of Si-eun’s inner world?

Si-eun had no way of knowing.

Why a cock…?

An erect cock, at that.

An incredibly large, clearly defined cock with bulging veins.

The balls were also depicted as massive.

It was so meticulously detailed it was almost disgusting…

No, the only emotion Si-eun felt was ‘disgust.’

A giant cock, painted on a frame so huge it was overwhelming.

Si-eun’s eyes naturally found the title.

『Kim Sang-hyeok’s Cock ~The Pat-Pat of His Balls Style~』

[Description: Si-eun’s favorite cock. Its smell and shape are perfect ♡. As long as she can suck or touch this cock, Si-eun can do anything ♡.]

“Ha?”

Seeing her own name in the description, Kang Si-eun spoke as if dumbfounded.

“What kind of bullshit is this? This is… This isn’t…”

With her highly developed 「Eye for Art」, Si-eun knew instantly.

This painting was a brand-new piece, completed just a few minutes ago.

So why was it hanging here?

“Why would I like something like this? It has no artistic value, and it’s not old.”

Si-eun was firm in her belief that only aged things were good.

She had never been in a relationship, but if she had to pick a type, it would be older men.

Looking at the painting of the magnificent cock, Si-eun let out a breath as if she were appraising it.

“Well… It’s not particularly beautiful…”

Stare.

She kept looking at it.

“…Hmm.”

On closer inspection, there seemed to be some details she liked. At first, she thought it was straight, but looking closely, it was curved.

The cock was pointing upward.

It looks straight, but it also looks like it’s curving up.

What an interesting painting.

Next, Si-eun found herself appraising the veins and the balls.

This cock painting… might be kind of good…

Then she tilted her head.

Huh? Kind of good?

Did I really think of it so positively? This thing?

Si-eun felt her mouth water slightly. It burst forth like she’d just eaten a tart fruit.

I… I want to suck… Huh?

Suck what?

The place where pee comes out? Why would I?

Si-eun was soon finding it unbearable to keep looking at the painting.

This is strange.

Something…

Even as she thought she had fallen into some bizarre trap, she couldn’t stop. Because just looking at the cock painting was starting to make her happy.

She felt her body floating, bobbing up and down.

Ah…

I might have found something I like more than the aesthetic of death.

My unexpected second life goal. Cock appreciation.

But I’ve already found the most perfect cock.

Scro… tum…

The pat-pat of his balls…?!

Discovering the hidden meaning in the title, Si-eun was filled with admiration.

The scrotum… it looks so full of life…

The more she looked, the more new things she discovered.

She coveted this painting.

I like this cock. I like it. I like it…

So, I like cock, huh?

With a thrilled gaze, Si-eun reached out to touch the cock painting, but then pulled her hand back, worried her body heat might damage it.

She wanted to use her talent to make everything this cock possessed blossom.

It’ll take more time before I can use my power, but… yes, in about 50 years…

Ahhh.

How beautiful…

Gazing up at Sang-hyeok’s cock, Si-eun forgot everything and became completely absorbed.

Cock… Cock… Cock… I like this cock…

It was a cock Si-eun had never seen before in her memories. She had never smelled it or touched it.

But just looking at it made her lower belly burn and her body grow hot.

This cock… I want to see this cock in person…

Si-eun’s mind filled with thoughts of Sang-hyeok’s cock.

Suddenly,

When she came to her senses, she had no idea how much time had passed.

Hah…

To think I’d get so excited over the body of a living human—not an antique, not something preserved.

I thought it was impossible…

I have to preserve it…

Now that I’ve encountered such a precious cock, I can’t let it rot.

Yes. Let’s preserve it. If I preserve it and open it up in about 80 years, it’ll be the best.

If I ■■ and then ■■, will it ■■■? ■■■■■■?

No…

Si-eun suddenly changed her mind.

…This cock, its very existence, living and moving, is art…

If I preserve it, its value will plummet…

Thud.

Something bumped against her foot. Si-eun looked down and saw Kim Sang-hyeok’s cock walking around on its balls.

“Ah.”

For some reason, Si-eun looked at it with a sense of familiarity.

Was it because she had just been looking at 「Kim Sang-hyeok’s Cock ~The Pat-Pat of His Balls Style~」 and imagining it from various angles?

Even though just a cock had appeared before her, it didn’t seem very strange.

“Hello.”

Si-eun crouched down in front of the cock as if it were a puppy.

She smiled slightly as she watched it trying to burrow between her thighs.

“Just like a cock…”

Squeeze.

As if shaking hands, she wrapped her hand around the cock’s shaft and held it.

“You’re mine now.”

Her consciousness gradually became clear.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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