Chapter 287: Black Cat and White Cat (1)

Chapter 287: Black Cat and
White Cat (1)

The
warmth of our clasped hands gradually rises.

That
subtle atmosphere carried a sensuality befitting one who worships the
demon of lust.

As
our handshake-like grip intertwined fingers, I blocked Lilith’s
approaching lips with my palm as she naturally tried to kiss me.

“No
kissing.”

-Flinch.

The
moment she heard those words, Lilith’s eyes softened at the corners.

“Why?
Are you afraid of kissing even though you’ll become a living dildo?”

She
asked with a voice already intoxicated with a sense of victory as she
was slightly pushed back, and I frowned while replying.

“…If
I say no, then it’s no.”

“Hehe…
I really…can’t stand it.”

Looking
at Lilith who muttered with a provocative smile, with a face not much
different from Diana’s, I felt a surge of slight irritation and
complex emotions.

‘She’s
like Diana with a bad personality.’

Diana
never giggled like that, like an annoying little miss who needs to be
taught a lesson.

The
composure and warm-heartedness that an older woman provides.

A
warm smile that comforted me saying everything would be okay when
times were tough.

For
me, who had no parents, Diana was the woman who first showed me the
embrace and kindness of someone older.

No
matter what shitty things I experienced in the Labyrinth or the
stress I felt meeting people.

When
I snuggled into Diana’s arms and talked about the day’s events, the
knots in my heart would slightly unravel and ease.

But
what about the woman before me?

Thanks
to some ability, she wears Diana’s skin, but her inner self is
different.

A
succubus obsessed with lust.

A
crazy succubus trying to make me her exclusive sexual relief doormat.

Because
of this, although I felt some goodwill, she is fundamentally
different from Diana, who gives me unlimited trust.

“Huff.”

As
I regained my composure in my heart, I felt much more at ease.

“The
condition I set comes before sexual relief.”

I
pushed away Lilith, who was pressing Diana’s face close to mine, and
spoke coldly.

At
my words to first teach me how to enter the mental world, Lilith
shrugged her shoulders and nodded with an unconcerned expression.

“Fine.
You’ll be lying under me for sexual relief for the rest of your life
anyway. I’ll let you feel a moment of respite.”

She
was a succubus full of confidence in many ways.

Lilith
gathered magical power at her fingertips and asked.

“Do
you know what a mental world is and still want to enter it?”

“Why?
Is it dangerous?”

“You
don’t know much, do you?”

“……”

“The
mental world is the final bastion protecting a living being’s spirit.
While you might be able to manipulate the surface of the mental
world, you can’t directly enter such a place without an invitation.”

-Woowoong.

The
magical power blooming from her fingertips trembled and created
resonance.

I
recalled the memory of being drawn into Bunny’s mindscape. Is that
what she meant by invitation?

It
was a somewhat understandable expression.

To
enter the most personal and private place of a person, one would
naturally need an invitation.

“Of
course, high-ranking dream demons like us are exceptions.”

Dream
demons are beings that enter the dreams of living creatures, drift
through dream worlds, seduce, and bewitch living beings.

Only
the most excellent dream demons have the qualification to dive beyond
the dream world into the deepest part of the mindscape.

“If
you don’t even know the landscape of your own mental world, there’s
no way you could enter someone else’s mind.”

-Tap.

Lilith,
who muttered so, tapped my solar plexus with her slender finger.

The
magical power emanating from her fingertip vibrated and shook my
entire body.

While
my body remained still, only my consciousness responded to that
shock.

A
strange floating sensation that felt like sinking into a deep abyss,
or like flying into the sky…

As
I focused on that strange floating sensation that seemed familiar
from somewhere, Lilith’s voice faintly reached me.

“Watch
carefully. Your world.”

I
saw [something] there.

Something
so distant.

As
I looked up at something that was watching me and my world, that
something also gazed at me.

Its
form is blurry.

I’m
not certain what that something is, or even who it is… but it was
so familiar, too familiar to mistake.

Her
warm holy power flowed into me and one thing was certain, it had been
watching me all along from a very distant place, for a very long
time.

‘Since
when?’

Perhaps
it felt that questioning emotion.

As
she who was watching me opened her lips, my consciousness began to
blur.

With
my consciousness fading away, I desperately held onto it and stared
at the shape of her speaking lips until the end.

Beyond
the distant gap, even in an unstable state, she conveyed a firm
intention to me.

[From,
the begin…ning.]

[You
have clearly observed the mental world.]

[The
blessing of ??? prepares to germinate.]

The
first thing I saw after emerging from the mindscape was a status
window announcing a new change.

“…What?
Is it over already?”

Lilith,
who couldn’t harm me until fulfilling the contract, asked with a
surprised expression.

Her
finger was just about to leave my solar plexus.

In
other words, less than a second had passed since she plunged me into
the mindscape.

“Strange?
Did it not work properly?”

“I
saw properly.”

I
answered Lilith, who expressed doubt, while keeping my eyes fixed on
the status window before me.

[The
blessing of ??? prepares to germinate.]

Looking
at that status window, old memories surfaced.

When
Serif first performed a purification ritual for me, I asked her about
the existence of the question mark blessing.

—Just
know one thing. The reason I didn’t mention that blessing is because
I thought it would be more beneficial for the current Balkan.

Serif
admitted to hiding the existence of the question mark blessing by
answering me, who was weak at that time, like that.

Since
that day, I hadn’t paid attention to the existence of this blessing
for a long time.

But
now, my eyes went to the question mark blessing that was showing
signs of new change.

‘If
I ask Serif again now, would she give me a different answer?’

Surely
she would because the me then and the me now are different.

The
me from that time could never defeat the current me, even if I died
and came back to life.

I’ve
been through a lot.

I’ve
handled various requests, and I’ve slain strong and terrible enemies
and monsters to use as stepping stones for growth.

The
current me is not so weak that Serif would want to protect me out of
concern, but rather, I am moving to save her.

The
current me has the qualification but to hear the truth, I had to
awaken the snow-white cat saint who had fallen into a deep sleep.

So,
another four days passed.

“…Balkan.
You look so tired lately, are you okay?”

Diana
asked with a worried face while rubbing my eyes after I removed my
helmet.

I
was tired.

I
had helped Diana with her inn work despite her protests that she was
fine, and from early morning, I had been running around outside using
coordination with party members as an excuse.

Looking
down, Diana’s beautiful naked body came into view.

Unlike
Lilith who was like a sharp hunter, Diana had a soft, plump body with
a more tender and mellow taste, optimized for a MILF’s figure.

To
suppress the heat cycle caused by the influence of the [Curse of the
Lewd Weakling Corruption Mark], I had helped satisfy her sexual
desire after the inn closed last night.

“While
you’re worrying like that, didn’t you grab my hair last night and ask
me to lick you gently just a little bit?”

“Ugh…
T-that…!”

I
smiled slightly as I watched Diana blush, unable to refute.

I
remembered when her climax fountain thoroughly wet her face as I
slightly stimulated her swollen clitoris with my molars when she was
in heat.

I
answered with my face buried in Diana’s chest.

“I’m
joking. Just, I seem to be a bit busy lately…”

“Because
of party business?”

“…Yes.”

I
ended up lying to Diana.

I
hid my meetings with Lilith using my meetups with party members as an
excuse.

Of
course, it wasn’t done by my own will.

Lilith
had set a condition in the contract that ‘keep the meetings with her
secret from others until right before sexual relief.’

‘She’s
probably afraid I might tell others my location or seek help.’

Although
Lilith, the ruler of the succubus group, is strong, she wouldn’t be
entirely safe if faced with the combination of strategist Diana and
Idelbert, like during the Envy Worshipper subjugation.

It
was an obvious reason, but an effective judgment.

Thanks
to that, the secret meetings with the dream demon remained unknown to
anyone.

‘Under
Lilith’s thorough guidance, I also realized the method to enter the
mental world.’

Lilith
was more sincere about my training than expected.

Perhaps
because she judged that she could fully utilize me as a high-ranking
incubus, Lilith did everything to amplify my talent as a dream demon.

Thanks
to that, I could tell how sincerely she wanted to make me her pussy
doormat.

“If
there’s discord among party members…No, I’m sure you’ll wisely
navigate through it without me saying such things, so if you need
help with anything, feel free to tell me anytime.”

Not
knowing such truths, I nodded with my face buried in Diana’s chest as
she advised me in a kind voice.

Inhale.
Exhale.

“Hiss…B-Balkan.
Why do you keep breathing there…?”

“Because
I feel stable when I smell Diana’s scent.”

“…Ugh……”

I
fill my heart, which is stinging with guilt, with Diana’s soft
fragrance and my head with happy thoughts instead of bad ones.

For
instance. What would happen if I turned the tables on Lilith?

What
would happen to her, who had engraved the worst curse on Diana, if I
did the same to her?

I
can’t be 100% certain, but the curses that have been constricting
Diana until now would undergo a new change and, in a very positive
direction.

-Inhaaaaaaaale.

After
imprinting Diana’s drug-like scent and warmth all over my body, I got
up from Diana’s bed.

Today,
I will enter Serif’s mental world.

Eden
Branch Temple, Personal Treatment Room.

Opening
the door of the place I arrived at, guided by the lion beastman
priest Jellicy, two women came into view.

Serif
was still sleeping docilely on the bed as before.

And
Idelbert, whose face looked much more haggard and agonized than the
last time I saw her.

“……What?”

Her
eyes, which had been writhing in self-loathing, unable to leave her
sleeping sister’s side, widened greatly at my words.

“…Such
jokes are not funny. My disciple.”

“It’s
not a joke. Master.”

I
spoke to Idelbert, who had grabbed onto a thread of hope while
speaking pessimistically, looking directly into her red pupils.

“I
can help Serif.”