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    Chapter 352

    Chapter 352

    Eat The World Tree.

    Episode 352: The Changing Times (2).

    “Are you okay?”

    Soft skin touched mine.

    Lying down on a dusty mat, we mixed our bodies for a while.

    It had been a long time, and since she was so small, it must have hurt.

    I didn’t plan for it to go this far, but she tried her best to accept me.

    Her face turned bright red, pretending to be cheerful, which was unlike her. Spreading her legs.

    After I entered her once, her hips moved awkwardly, completely under my control.

    “Haah… Hnn, huh.”

    Her small, perky breasts rose and fell with each breath.

    On the mat where we rolled so vigorously that the dust scent was on our skin.

    I took the pillow from under my waist and hugged Blanche.

    “Didn’t it hurt?”

    It was very different from before.

    She wasn’t as excited because she wasn’t under control, not as wet, and we didn’t use the colored technique like during our first time.

    It might have been a tough pain for little Blanche.

    “…Back then, it was just good. But this time, it hurt a lot.”

    She honestly shared her feelings.

    Blanche wrapped her arms around my neck, hooking her legs around me.

    Soft, tender thighs.

    Her thighs, which felt like an addictive drug when touched, made me marvel inwardly.

    I squeezed the inner part near her groin like kneading dough. The soft flesh pried between my fingers, feeling no muscle, just squishiness.

    Blanche let out a short moan.

    “Hnn. Idiot. I’m talking.”

    She didn’t seem to dislike it, smiling and offering her thigh for me to touch more easily.

    The sensation wouldn’t leave my mind.

    It was enough to stir life back into what was dead below.

    “…Pervert.”

    Even in her contemptuous words, affection was evident, reminding me of our bond.

    -Bang.

    Blanche pressed her forehead against mine.

    Then her nose touched my face, then pulled away.

    -Peck.

    Her cute, tiny lips left a mark on my cheek, then she rubbed our cheeks together gently.

    She conveyed and enjoyed affection that words couldn’t fully express.

    Pulling back slightly, Blanche held my cheeks in her hands and smiled brightly.

    “…When I was brainwashed, no matter what was done, it felt good, so I thought it would be the same this time. But it was very different from then.”

    “Was it not good?”

    “No, it’s not that.”

    It was different from back then.

    The level of pleasure was bound to be different.

    That was how the ability of control was. With the colored technique used back then, the pleasure must have reached dangerous levels.

    “It’s not that it was bad… It hurt more… and was harder.”

    Blanche kissed me again.

    A light kiss without tongues. Her red, tearful eyes, not yet calmed, were imprinted in my memory.

    “I’m much happier now.”

    Her honest confession even felt like the freshness of first love, making it impossible to look away from her beauty.

    “…Shiheon.”

    Showing what shy love was like, without hiding it, even I, who had many encounters, felt my heart tickle.

    “Merci”

    Her unique voice echoed in my ear.

    “……Je t’aime.”

    Even without knowing French, I could understand those words.

    “Kyaa~”

    Blanche, who had tilted her lips without opening her mouth, blushed as if she had done something mischievous, covering her face with her hands.

    I cast a simple cleansing spell on Blanche’s body and lay down beside her.

    Her small body felt through the fabric of her pure white dress was never tiring to hug.

    “……”

    The night when the moon started to rise. I picked up one fallen horse chestnut and brought it to my face.

    I swallowed it in front of Blanche.

    “…”

    It was very bitter.

    If I had a weak stomach, I would have spat it out immediately, but for some reason, it was quite edible compared to the last horse chestnut I ate.

    There was even a slight sweetness.

    Does the fruit vary with the condition of the tree spirit?

    Blanche’s face turned very red, blinking repeatedly.

    “…Oh, ah, uh.”

    She seemed embarrassed that I ate her fruit.

    Globally, eating a fruit shed by a woman is considered a proposal. Among lovers, it’s interpreted as asking for marriage.

    -Thud.

    Blanche’s small fist tapped my chest.

    “…I like you too.”

    It seemed like I caused a big misunderstanding.

    “Pia~~!”

    Shiba loved tonkatsu.

    Shiba’s face melted as she put a large piece of tonkatsu into her mouth with a cute, yellow fork.

    She had prepared the meal and waited even though I said I would be a bit late.

    Insisting that it’s better for family to eat together, we ended up having a cozy meal as three.

    -Munch munch.

    “Is it good? My daughter?”

    “Pab, pab!”

    The sound of her chewing, ‘pab pab’, is addictively cute the more you hear it.

    It was like watching a cat taste its first churu.

    The sight of a cat crying while eating churu after only eating tasteless, cheap cat food.

    Our Shiba also got excited without realizing it when she ate something tasty, even her nose flared.

    “Do you want to try this too?”

    “Pi, I’ll eat it!”

    I scooped some bibimbap from my bowl and offered it to Shiba.

    “……Pi?”

    Shiba, who was about to naturally open her mouth after swallowing the tonkatsu, froze noticeably when she saw the bibimbap.

    Pupil earthquake.

    Her whole body trembled, unsure whether to open her mouth or not.

    “Ah~”

    “…Pi, pii.”

    As I pushed the spoon closer, Shiba started looking back and forth between the bibimbap and me dozens of times.

    -My dad wouldn’t do this to me.

    The look of betrayal in her eyes was significant. The closer the bibimbap got, the more she shivered.

    In Shiba’s eyes, the bean sprouts sticking out from between the rice grains caught her attention.

    Fernbrake, sprouts, gochujang. Sesame oil.

    Especially frightened by the sprouts, her small fist, like a pebble, was trembling.

    “Ah~”

    I kept pushing the spoon forward.

    Shiba, who had her mouth tightly shut, looked at my face, then closed her eyes tightly and opened her mouth just a little.

    Without missing the chance, I shoved the bibimbap into her mouth.

    “Zap!?”

    Shiba chewed the bibimbap with a surprised face.

    “…Zap, pweee.”

    What’s this?

    “Kehehehe.”

    Shiba made a face I had never seen before as she chewed the bibimbap reluctantly.

    A sulky face, upset that the ecstasy from the tonkatsu was spoiled. In the eyes of a foolish father, even that was cute.

    Shiba looked at me with an even more pouting face.

    “Looks like you really hate it?”

    “Shiba is very picky. Especially with bibimbap… It’s the first time I’ve seen her eat it,”

    Jin Dallae, sitting in front of me, shook her head.

    From her expression, she seemed quite surprised that Shiba was eating sprout bibimbap.

    I patted Shiba’s head, who looked like she had lost her country in mourning.

    “…Piiiii.”

    “So, who did you meet this time?”

    She propped her chin on her hand and gestured towards me.

    Where she pointed, there were still dark lip marks visible.

    No, there were quite a few marks.

    There were so many that even Jin Dallae, who had become more lenient since the last incident, pointed them out. If it had been one or two, she might have let it slide, but it wasn’t.

    ‘Blanche, you…’

    I hadn’t noticed during our time together.

    It seemed the black cat left quite a few marks on purpose. There wasn’t a spot from my neck to my forehead, collarbone, and arms that was left unmarked.

    The action I should take here was…

    “Shall I serve my lady? Is there anything you need help with?”

    Household survival rules: If you had done wrong, apologize.

    Jin Dallae looked at me with a sharp gaze, then burst into laughter at my submissive attitude.

    “Puhuhuhu. Then, take responsibility by making Shiba eat all the bibimbap and wash her. It’s better than her getting hurt somewhere else…”

    Jin Dallae looked visibly tired lately.

    It seemed that her workload had increased recently. With the change in the situation, there were many things to do and decisions to make as a business.

    Since the start of the vacation, she began managing the company more actively, and even with a hunter’s constitution, it must be taking a toll on her stamina.

    Jin Dallae wasn’t as physically capable as I was.

    I needed to accommodate her needs.

    “Shiba, you heard?”

    “Pi, piiii….”

    Shiba looked at me with a pale face. Was she thinking of running away? She squirmed a bit, trying to escape from the chair.

    “Shiba is full. I ate well.”

    “No, you can’t go, my daughter.”

    “Piit! Piiik!”

    When I grabbed her underarms, she started struggling. No chance. I sat her on my lap and held her belly with one arm to keep her in place.

    “Your mom made this, Shiba. Chew it well and eat it gratefully.”

    I scooped a big spoonful of bibimbap and pushed it towards our child’s lips.

    Even though she kept her lips firmly closed, glaring at me as if she’d never open them, there was no way out.

    I got close to her face and gave her a cheek kiss, and she opened her mouth in surprise.

    -Peck.

    “Pihing.”

    Through the small gap in her lips, the bibimbap went in.

    “Ulp!”

    “Good, you’re eating well.”

    The sprout monster slid down Shiba’s throat.

    “Piiiiiiik!”

    A heartfelt scream from within filled the kitchen.

    Around 2 AM when everyone was asleep.

    I kissed the sleeping Jin Dallae lightly on the lips and got up from my spot.

    I briefly activated a bit of magic to inspect the magic circuits that had been damaged.

    ‘Cistus, that damn bitch.’

    The circuits were torn to shreds, enough to make me curse out loud.

    It’s only natural that I couldn’t use my power properly due to the aftereffects.

    However, after using the healing authority for a long time, I could now perform some martial arts.

    The dantian was also aligning, but it’s not enough.

    Because of my rapid growth, I had now reached a level that’s truly hard to bear.

    ‘Maybe I should stop increasing my mana.’

    The thought impulsively came to me that if my mana increased by just 2, or even 1, my dantian would shatter, and my body would melt away.

    My body was signaling me.

    Had I hit my limit?

    ‘No, that’s just natural, isn’t it?’

    It’s too soon to talk about limits; my potential was still intact, and considering I had only been in this world for half a year.

    From the day my growth really started, it had only been three months of achievement.

    Well, I had no intention of holding back.

    I straightened up from my seat.

    As I tried to get out of bed, someone grabbed my wrist from beside me.

    “Where are you going again?”

    “I have something to do. Go back to sleep, I’ll be back soon.”

    “…Will you get hurt?”

    “No way.”

    Still dazed from sleep. I gently stroked her head, and she hugged the sleeping Shiba, falling back into a pleasant sleep.

    I went outside to breathe in the fresh air.

    -Creak.

    As soon as I opened the door, the place I headed to was, of course, the Cornus Family’s mansion within El Academy.

    It’s a house built solely for Sansuyu’s residence, but because of her name, it saw a lot of traffic.

    Even just passing by, one could see guards and hunters, the kind you’d only see on TV, coming and going, so that says it all.

    Once one of the most talked-about places within El Academy, now not even a single rat could be seen.

    I lightly jumped over the fence and entered the garden.

    The garden, abandoned not long ago, wasn’t in complete disarray, but it certainly wasn’t pleasing to the eye either.

    It’s clearly an illegal entry, but what could I do?

    I had no choice but to follow the tail myself.

    -Hum!

    I took a deep breath while drawing out my mana.

    Thanks to learning magic from the Sage and building a stronger foundation, there were things I could now do.

    The trace of mana.

    Each piece of mana that passed through a human’s circuits left behind its own characteristics. To distinguish these, one needed to be at the pinnacle of mana differentiation, or else it was impossible.

    Either you awakened to this or you had the authority.

    Fortunately, my senses were sharp enough to track these traces without much difficulty.

    The problem was time.

    Considering that even experts in gathering evidence or circumstances through mana traces took several months, it’s too late.

    Therefore, some shortcuts were necessary.

    -Hum!

    A life form with mana that even trees acknowledged as superior in using mana!

    Two birds with wings spread wide chirped joyfully on top of the magic circle that appeared on the ground.

    “Chirp~! Master!”

    Eleonore, Luci.

    The time for our lady birds had come.


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