Chapter 82

Chapter 82

The
atmosphere has changed.

The
air around us, the temperature, the humidity, even the expression on
Diana’s face across the table changed.

As
if mesmerized by something, Diana stared at Balkan’s face.

“Did
I get something on my face?”

‘I
washed it at the temple.’

I
had a tedious bath in the temple with Serif.

Except
for the head, torso, and groin, everything had been touched by
Serif’s hands, and since I had soaked my entire body in holy water,
it could be said that my current body was in the cleanest condition
since I arrived into this world.

“⋯⋯”

Diana
didn’t respond.

She
just stared blankly at Balkan’s face.

No
ugly burns, no scars, just a face that was clean enough to put to
rest any rumors that had been floating around.

There
he was, a handsome young man with a face that made you think, ‘He
looks like he’s going to get fucked and gang-raped just walking
down the street’.

Diana’s
breath caught in her throat as she realized how different he looked
from what he had expected.

“It’s
a bit embarrassing to show my bare face after so long. I think you’re
the first person I show my face to.”

Diana
watched Balkan scratch the back of his head with a smirk on his face
and felt an overwhelming sense of happiness fill her heart.

And
it wasn’t just because of his face.

‘Me,
for the first time?’

She
immediately remembered Balkan’s words.

-There’s
only one person in this world I trust completely, and that’s you.

The
sincerity that flowed from those words touched Diana’s heart.

Immediately
afterward, Balkan took off his helmet, saying that it was a sign of
trust.

In
other words, for Balkan, the act of removing his helmet is a sign of
complete trust in another person.

Balkan
tells me that he trusts me. He said he trusted her completely⋯!

As
she realized this, Diana’s heart melted into an overwhelming feeling
of happiness.

Her
pussy also began to secrete sincere juices, and it began to loosen
up.

The
happy feelings that flowed from her heart gradually spread to her
entire body.

Diana
desperately fought off the sudden surge of heat and the urge to
reproduce.

‘Not
now, not as much as now…’

Her
eyes squeezed shut and she pressed her lips together.

Only
ten seconds ago, he told her he trusted her.

-I
trusted you! I trusted you! I trusted you!!! I trusted you!!!!!!!!

She
could picture Balkan’s face, tears streaming from his clear, black
eyes as he lashed out at her.

‘Not
such a future, not such a future, not such a future, not such a
future!’

Balkan
showed Diana his trust and she wanted to repay him for his trust.

She
braced herself against the chair as hard as she could, her legs ready
to lunge at him at a moment’s notice.

She
bit her tongue slightly, trying to think of something as wholesome as
she could⋯

She
fought off the perverted urges that plagued her as best she could.

Hmph!♡

“Hoooooooowwww!”

However,
Diana’s efforts to suppress her libido were easily undone by the
pounding of her womb, which contracted and relaxed violently.

Her
childless, virgin pussy, which hadn’t received a man, didn’t miss the
golden opportunity and began to damply secrete her heartfelt
copulatory juices.

Ziying-!

As
if in response, her uterus throbbed, and magick seeped in with a pink
aura.

The
pink aura of the Curse of Decadence from the Black Moon was stronger
than before.

It
wasn’t just a ‘premonition’ that came once a week with a mild libido.

It
was a literal “runaway,” where she’d lock herself in her room and
masturbate so hard for days on end that she’d have to stroke her
fingers to calm herself down.

‘What
is this, what is this, what is this, what is this, what is this, what
is this?’

Diana
was embarrassed by the manifestation of the curse, and put her hand
over the crude and erotic womb symbol on her lower belly.

It
had been less than two months since Balkan’s blessing had cured her
of the rage.

She
wondered why she had such an obscene symbol on her womb now, when she
still had a long way to go before she would have a breakdown.

For
a moment, she wondered, but in a way, it was natural.

Diana
recalled all the lewd and perverted things she had done in Balkan’s
room while he was away on the Labyrinth.

‘Laying
on the bed where Balkan slept, clit-masturbating with all my heart,
spraying pussy juice, marking Balkan’s room with my territory⋯’

The
crazy things she’d done, momentarily blinded by jealousy and a
perverted libido for the hot girls around Balkan.

She
didn’t open the inn, I didn’t run the tavern, didn’t eat, just jerked
off for days and days like an animal bent on mating⋯It
was even more unconscionable to hope that the curse wouldn’t explode.

“Ms.
Diana. Are you okay?!”

Balkan
abruptly shut his mouth, swallowing the groan that was about to burst
out, and jerked to his feet to see Diana doubled over.

He
saw a pink glow emanating from under the table.

“That,
a curse runaway?”

“Ba,
Balkan⋯
look, don’t look⋯
don’t look⋯”

After
witnessing the curse, Balkan continued to observe.

Unlike
the last time, when she had been completely blinded by her
drunkenness, Diana had some semblance of sanity left, and she
pathetically covered the pink womb symbol with her hand.

Her
face, already flushed with alcohol, was even redder.

It
was as if she was genuinely ashamed of the crude womb symbol.

But
Diana had a wide pelvis with a large, birthing hip, and the womb
symbol was spread wide and obscene to match.

It
was obviously impossible for Diana’s small hands to cover it.

A
lascivious pink color was clearly visible between her fingers.

As
she desperately stretched her arms out to cover her embarrassing
spot, her oversized udders pressed firmly against her forearms,
accentuating them.

As
if that wasn’t enough of a shock to Diana’s sensitive udders, the
peaks of her breasts, encased in the form-fitting milky dress, began
to swell slightly.

It
was just the right length, not too long, not too short.

Slightly
chunky for the size of her breasts.

-Gulp.

My
mouth watered instinctively after seeing Diana’s erect nipples.

I
remembered squeezing Diana’s udder before.

The
ecstatic sensation was still fresh in my mind.

‘Wait,
wait, wait, one touch would be okay—-Shut up. No. Stop. This is not
the time.’

Balkan
resisted the urge to grab Diana’s udder with a grip that threatened
to crush it.

Controlling
his breathing as much as possible, he killed the erection that kept
trying to grow together with Diana’s nipples and approached her side.

Still
helmetless, he approached.

He
looked at her face, flushed to the point of bursting, and opened his
mouth.

“Diana.
You’re still holding on to your sanity, aren’t you?”

Diana
replied, stifling the moans and ragged gasps that kept trying to
escape.

Good,
we still have a chance.

I
scooped her up like a princess then I headed straight for Diana’s
room.

‘If
Ellie wakes up sober, I’m fucked.’

She’ll
lose face as her mother.

I
didn’t have time to take a leisurely tour of her room; I had her in
bed, and I knelt down next to her.

“I’m
going to stifle your curse with a blessing, just like I did then. Can
you hold it?”

“Whoa,
whoa⋯
he, yes⋯
he, yes⋯
he, yes⋯
he, yes⋯
he.”

Her
tongue was loose and her pronunciation was slurred and choppy, but
she wasn’t in a position to care.

Diana’s
determination and resolve were clear.

She,
too, lived with the curse.

She
must hate herself for being so unreasonable and uncontrollably erotic
but I had the power to free her from that pain.

[Blessing
of Radiance]

Kiiiiiiing-!

With
a sharp startup sound, my hand was bathed in brilliant light.

The
Blessing of Radiance had grown a bit this time.

I
looked at the pink aura of Diana’s womb symbol and the darkness
beneath it, which was even more sinister.

It
was slightly darker than the darkness I had erased the last time.

‘Is
there a difference in the timing of the outburst?’

It
seemed harder to suppress now than before but the Blessing of
Radiance had also grown in this labyrinth run.

It
was worth a try.

“I’ll
⋯
then, Ms. Diana.”

“⋯Yes⋯⋯!”

Diana,
who had long since given up trying to cover her womb symbol, clamped
both hands over her mouth and nodded weakly.

Balkan
gingerly placed his thick, glowing hand on Diana’s lower belly.

-Kwuuk.

He
pressed gently.

“⋯⋯!”

Immediately,
Diana’s waist bounced slightly.

Her
thighs rose and fell shyly, and I could see that she was biting her
lip desperately between her parted hands, startled by the
stimulation.

‘I’m
sorry, Diana.’

I
focused my attention on the curse, hoping Diana would hold on just a
little longer.

I
had to educate this curse that lurked in her womb with light.

‘Get
out! Get out! You stinky, gloomy magick!’

-Kuk,
kuk, kuk, kuk, kuk, kuk!!!

Balkan
squeezed Diana’s lower abdomen, stimulating her.

As
expected, the magick didn’t withdraw as easily as before.

It
clung to Diana’s womb as if it wanted to corrupt her completely,
enduring the Blessing of Radiance.

“⋯?!
⋯!!
Hoooow⋯!!!”

Every
time I pressed on her lower belly, she squirmed desperately.

She
was reaching her limits. Now I had to be decisive.

‘One
time with all the power I can muster.’

The
dim lighting of the inn gradually began to be drowned out by the
brilliant light that emanated from the room.

The
magick, too, sensed the brightness and clung more desperately to
Diana’s womb.

-Kiiiiiiing-!

The
brilliant light shone so dazzlingly that it tore through the
darkness.

-Thrrrrrr-!

Diana’s
womb symbol, which was a mixture of pink energy and magick, was swept
away by the brilliant light and torn apart without a trace.

“Whoa,
now that’s better-”

Balkan
sighed and removed his hand from Diana’s lower abdomen to wipe away
the cold sweat that had formed from using the Blessing of Radiance at
maximum power.

And
at that moment.

“Hoooooooooooooo!”

An
incredibly vulgar squeal echoed through the room.

Diana’s
lower belly, which had been melted by the Balkan’s sticky
womb-cleansing massage, jerked and shuddered, and her waist bounced
once loudly into the air.

-Puhhhhhhhhhh!

The
erotic sound of water gurgling out of her heart was followed by the
sound of her own juices.

The
clear, crystal-clear liquid soaked the sheets and even the floor
outside the bed.

I
glanced down at Diana, and saw that the high hem of her gray milky
dress was soaking wet.

Diana’s
normally closed eyes widened in unimaginable pleasure.

Diana
lay on the bed, her back floating in the air, until her legs gave out
and she collapsed back onto the bed.

-Thrrrr.

Her
long legs pushed the covers away, soaking them in the liquid that had
pooled on the floor.

I
could see the color of her gray milky dress and bed sheets darkening
with the lustful sound of water.

“⋯Uh,
uh, uh⋯”

Balkan
was mesmerized for a moment by the absurdity of the scene.

He
felt like he had lost the ability to speak.

His
brain couldn’t process what was happening.

His
head went white.

“Dee,
Diana?”

“Huh,
huh, huh, I’m done, I’m done, I’m done.”

I
just stared at her, calling her name, and I could hear her mumbling
in a sobbing tone.

“What?
It’s over? What does that mean?”

Before
Balkan had a chance to comprehend the situation, something even more
incomprehensible happened.

One
moment he was sitting next to Diana, the next he was lying on the
bed.

“Balkan⋯”

He
looked up to see Diana staring down at him, arms at her sides, poised
to strike at any moment.

“I’m
sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk.

“I
can’t stop having sex.”

A
single tear fell from the corner of Diana’s eye.

“So…
please, please… resist…”

A
tear rolled down Diana’s cheek and landed in the corner of Balkan’s
eye.

“Or
else, I⋯”

Diana’s
lips pressed together as she struggled to speak.

Even
though the words didn’t come out, the look on her face as she looked
down at him made it clear what she was trying to say.

-I
might start fucking you now.