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    Rattling.

    Hornrake, kneeling on the ground, began to tremble.

    In keeping with the movement, snowballs erupted from the body.

    “What are you doing?”

    Agnes squatted down and made eye contact with Hornrake.

    And I added strength to my hands.

    Very weak power.

    But for Horn Lake, it was a pleasure that penetrated his entire body.

    [Ugh… !]

    Toad!

    Horn Lake spewed out snowballs again.

    It bounced up to Agnes’ cheek.

    Agnes chuckled.

    “No messy hair.”

    Agnes removed her hand from Hornrake’s shoulder.

    And boom! I hit Hornrake’s cheek enough to make a sound.

    [Kwaaagh!]

    Patter!

    The snowball that formed Horn Lake’s cheek collapsed.

    Even with half of his face gone, Hornrake was busy twitching.

    [Ugh… Black… !]

    “What if I cum on someone else’s face? No, should I say I shot it because it was a snowball?”

    Agnes’ voice fell low.

    Is it an illusion that the tone full of elegance and the laughter in it sound like a heavenly song?

    Hornlake felt his soul soaked in her voice.

    [Well, that’s not it… !]

    If I continued like this, I felt like my head would start to feel weird.

    I felt so good that I felt like I was going to become a fool.

    He is not just a fool, he is a fool who sacrifices everything to a non-virgin.

    ‘Wow, it’s terrible!’

    Horn Lake fell down and began to crawl.

    It was an action to get away from Agnes, but it was a meaningless rebellion.

    It would be safe to say that it was a mistake I made because I was not used to the physical body.

    Hornlake immediately realized that crawling in the snow was a very foolish thing to do.

    Sigh!

    Agnes’ foot crushed Hornrake’s buttocks.

    Hornrake’s butt was dented.

    [Keuhiigik?!]

    Horn Lake jumped around like a live fish.

    The thrilling electric current had destroyed my soul with pleasure.

    Hornlake felt like his eyes were turning white.

    I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

    A thought came to mind later.

    ‘Mo, you have to throw away your body!’

    It wasn’t a thought that went through normal thinking.

    After all, since pleasure fills me every time I come in contact with Agnes, how can I make the right decision to abandon my body?

    Wasn’t she an ordinary person who couldn’t touch Horn Lake because she didn’t have a body?

    The snow that made up the physical body melted and Horn Lake transformed into a spirit body.

    Her spiritual body took on a more human-like appearance than when she was physically present.

    Agnes let out an exclamation of ‘Oh’ for a moment and then grabbed Hornlake’s ankle as he was about to leave.

    [Kiyoooot!]

    “Oh my, let’s be fair.”

    Horn Lake screamed and twisted its body like a twist.

    At the same time, something like snow powder poured out of her body, creating a snow storm.

    It was a comical and grotesque sight, but it was not the time for Hornlake to think about such things.

    [Now, use it well! stop… That’s it!! My head is going crazy!!!]

    “You say it so I don’t want to let it go.”

    [Queu, qurr, qurrrr!!!]

    It was a homecoming.

    Hornlake’s moans were something that could only be expressed in that way.

    Was this enough?

    Agnes decided so and let go.

    Horn Lake, which was spinning while creating a snowstorm, transformed into a tornado and soared into the sky.

    [Go go go go gog!]

    The storm was strong enough to blow away the fur cloak that the Deltans wore, but strangely enough, it didn’t put any strain on the body.

    Agnes was puzzled by that, but from Hornrake’s perspective, it was natural.

    Hornrake was thinking that he did not want to cause even the slightest harm to Agnes, and that it would be better to disappear rather than do such a thing.

    After a while, Hornlake’s body, which had been twisted by indescribable pleasure, began to relax again.

    And so, it slowly descended downward.

    The snow powder tornado dissipated, and all that was left was Hornrake lying on the ground, panting.

    Agnes said with a grin.

    “Do you want to sign a contract?”

    I flinch.

    Hornrake’s body trembled.

    She instantly felt disgusted with herself for trying to say ‘yes!’ to that sweet temptation.

    Immediately afterwards, she shook her head strongly, scattering ice crystals from the corners of her eyes.

    [Poetry, I hate it! I don’t like it!]

    “Touch again?”

    [Hi!]

    Horn Lake was in excitement.

    Agnes thought of playfulness at that lively appearance.

    This was the second time in Agnes’ life that she felt the need to torment someone.

    The first, of course, was Deltan, and although it wasn’t as intense as the feelings I felt toward him, it was quite a pleasant arousal.

    “Why don’t you sign a contract? If you were with me, you could live in this kind of pleasure every day.”

    [Well, that… .]

    Hornrake rolled his eyes.

    I don’t like it because I’m not a virgin.

    If I said something like that, I would fall into the hell of pleasure again.

    I didn’t like that.

    No, you don’t like it?

    ‘W-I’m scared… !’

    I was so scared that I felt like I was no longer myself.

    I was afraid that I would no longer be Hornrake, the spirit of winter, but rather her foot polisher.

    The longer I thought about it, the more hesitation I felt.

    Agnes’s patience began to wear thin little by little.

    “Touch?”

    Hornlake was startled by those words and gave an answer.

    [Hey, it’s a double contract! I already have an owner!]

    Immediately after speaking, Hornlake’s eyes sparkled.

    ‘This is it!’

    It was a random statement, but when I thought about it, it was quite logical.

    Hornlake continued speaking with confidence.

    [I am making a contract with the chief of this tribe! Since it is a contract that has been passed down from generation to generation, I cannot renege on it!]

    “Why can’t there be a double contract?”

    [Because… !]

    Hornlake was astonished.

    How can you ask such an obvious question?

    [Well, that’s a leg of lamb! Signing a contract with two people at once is putting both your legs on the line! It’s so impure! It’s unclean! I feel like I’m going to throw up!]

    As expected, because she is a non-virgin, has the idea of chastity been lost?

    Hornrake shouted in fear.

    But Agnes just tilted her head.

    “What do you think? All you have to do is feel good.”

    [Hike?!]

    How irresponsible this is!

    Throw away chastity for pleasure!

    Having an affair!

    Hornlake felt as if he was about to lose his mind.

    Meanwhile, Agnes’ urging continued.

    “If that’s the case, it’ll be okay. Just sign a contract with me.”

    [Oh, no… .]

    Tuk!

    Agnes stabbed Hornrake between the eyes with her index finger.

    […] Kkuh?!]

    Hornrake flipped his hips.

    Ice crystals flowed from her mouth.

    “You say you don’t like it, but you’re enjoying it. You feel happy every time I touch you.”

    [Oh, no… !]

    “Why are you laughing when you say that?”

    Rattling.

    Hornrake’s body stopped.

    She looked at Agnes as if asking what she was talking about, and then touched the corner of her mouth thinking, ‘No way.’

    ‘… what?’

    The corners of the mouth were raised.

    ‘Am I smiling?’

    When Hornlake realized this, his head went blank.

    At the same time, Agnes’ smile deepened.

    “The body is honest. Right?”

    [W-what… .]

    “Don’t think it’s difficult.”

    Agnes stroked Hornrake’s cheek.

    Hornrake fluttered his eyelashes at that movement.

    Snow powder fell.

    Agnes leaned in and whispered in her ear.

    “Think only about what feels good. You will be happiest next to me.”

    Sreuk.

    The moment Agnes’ hand fell to the nape of his neck, Hornrake’s back straightened.

    My head was bent back.

    [Sigh… !]

    Hornlake’s thoughts began to become clouded by the pleasure that was crushing his thoughts.

    ‘Do you feel better?’

    Are you still this happy?

    Will there be only good things like this in the future?

    “I’ll be very cute. If you just listen to me carefully.”

    lie.

    That was a lie.

    Horn Lake could be sure.

    That’s right, I saw it clearly.

    The way she looked at the red-haired man, the emotions she showed while talking to him, and the rotten smell that had diminished at that time.

    ‘I-I don’t get anything in return.’

    To a spirit, a contract was like marriage.

    It was a pledge to only focus on one person for the rest of my life and be faithful only to that person.

    But look.

    Her mind wasn’t on herself.

    She just wants to please the man in front of her.

    ‘I’m being taken advantage of.’

    What happened after being so bewitched and getting into a double marriage was obvious.

    He will eventually abandon his tribe and cling only to her.

    I wanted to get a little more intoxicated by her scent, and I wanted to make her eyes turn to me a little more.

    And because I want to be loved.

    ‘But I don’t get anything in return.’

    In the end, seeing her loving someone else, he would realize once again that he was just a toy to be exploited.

    How do you feel at that moment?

    Even at that moment, what would it be like to see yourself struggling under the influence of her scent?

    At that time, was I still Horn Lake, the spirit of winter?

    “Aren’t you kind?”

    Even that thought eventually disappeared.

    “Let’s make a contract.”

    The devil whispered.

    Hornlake unconsciously nodded at that voice.

    [Yes, yes… !]

    dump.

    Hornrake put his head on the floor.

    [Gye, I will make a contract. Please let me do it.]

    Hornlake’s shoulders trembled.

    My voice also trembled.

    It was an appearance that could be seen as bitterness.

    It looked like he was screaming in shame.

    However, all that sentiment would disappear when one saw Hornlake’s expression.

    Smirking.

    Hornrake was laughing, dropping ice crystals from his eyes.

    Negative imagination continues.

    A pleasure that violates the mind even in the midst of this.

    That sprouted a strange desire within her.

    Horn Lake was definitely ruined.

    There was no more Hornrake, the spirit of winter.

    What was here was just a foolish girl consumed by self-destructive desires.

    Agnes smiled brightly.

    “That should be it.”

    It was easy.

    *

    Deltan looked at the scene unfolding before his eyes with suspicion.

    Agnes was smiling.

    He sat cross-legged, using the prone Horn Lake as a human chair.

    “… What is it?”

    “Contracted.”

    “So what is it?”

    “What is it?”

    When Agnes smiled mischievously, Deltan felt a shiver run down his spine.

    I even thought it would be better not to dig into that.

    Deltan trusted his intuition.

    ‘Curiosity kills the cat.’

    I reflected on that proverb.

    The head naturally turned towards the chieftain and Orga.

    The two people’s expressions were devastated.

    ‘… but.’

    How normal is the shock of seeing a spirit that was worshiped and revered by the tribe reduced to nothing more than a human chair and being torn apart?

    No, for the first time, Deltans knew that spirits could make contracts with humans and stand in Eul’s position.

    “Me, spirit… !”

    You could even hear crying in the chief’s voice.

    The tears of an old man who had already lived enough were filled with regret.

    The expression was so sad that Deltan kept his mouth shut without realizing it.

    Hornrake trembled.

    I slowly raised my head and made eye contact with the chief.

    Hornrake looked at the chief with a trembling expression as if he was thinking about something, but then he closed his eyes tightly and turned his head to the other side of the chief.

    […] what.]

    Deltan closed his eyes.

    ‘Is this right?’

    I couldn’t bear such questions.

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