episode_0637

Faded senses become clear again.

A hard floor felt on the lower back.

On the other hand, the head is warm.

It’s soft yet slightly firm, and if there was a pillow like this, I’d buy it no matter how much it costs.

That wasn’t the only sensation I felt.

Sararak

Someone is stroking my head.

A soft, delicate touch.

For a moment, I was intoxicated and smiled pleasantly.

I became curious.

Who is the owner of this pleasant touch?

Open your eyes slowly.

Beyond the still slightly blurry vision, two huge mountain peaks are visible.

No, it’s not.

That’s a heart.

So incredibly big and pretty.

That means I’m lying down with my head on someone’s thigh.

“Are you awake now?”

A face peeks out between the chests, with a familiar voice and a definite presence.

A face that makes you feel both love and hate.

Han Joo-hee.

But the object in front of you is not Han Ju-hee.

A being that merely borrows her face.

“… Roll.”

“Haha, I guess you’re not confused anymore.”

I’m still confused.

However, you can tell by her actions.

Because Han Joo-hee will no longer put her thighs on my head or stroke my hair.

By the way, her presence means that she flowed into my unconsciousness while I was passed out again.

“You called me?”

Gula nodded to my question.

“Yes, I called you here. Something big has happened here that you absolutely must know about.”

“… What’s the big deal?”

“You’ll find out when you come here yourself.”

Gula answers vaguely.

In that case, I have no choice but to see it for myself.

As I try to raise my upper body lightly, my face hits her large breasts.

“Oh my!”

“Oh my god.”

The head falls back down onto the thighs again.

For a moment I forgot that I was lying with my arms crossed over her thighs.

The chest is so big that you have to stand up sideways.

Gula, with her face peeking out from between her breasts that block most of her view, looks down at me with a lecherous gaze.

“You don’t have to do that, just say you want to touch me and I’ll let you touch me whenever you want.”

“It wasn’t intentional?”

“Haha, then that’s too bad.”

This time, I got up properly without any mistakes and looked at her face, which was still on her knees.

An expression that lingers with deep joy and a strange sense of regret.

Her gaze turns to me.

“Why do you look at me like that?”

“… It’s nothing.”

I thought about her for a moment.

Gula.

Goddess of greed.

He is extremely kind to me, but he rarely reveals his true feelings, so he is somewhat of an uneasy presence.

Even though he gave a lot, he did not expect or demand anything in return.

It’s an issue that we’ll have to tackle at some point, but not now.

Because it’s important to first know what the big deal she was talking about is.

“You said you could see it if you looked around, right?”

“Yeah.”

If you look closely, it means that it is noticeable even though there is no instruction to look closely.

As usual, I lightly glance around the dark interior of the temple, relying only on torches.

I saw it right away at that moment.

A woman with her eyes closed, chained tightly to one of the temple pillars, her red hair billowing like flames.

“… … ?”

What is that?

Gula, who had gotten up before I knew it, came over to me and spoke to me.

“Do you remember the moment you lost consciousness?”

“When you lose your mind… .”

I remember killing Yeo-po and Jay-seop, talking to Han Ju-hee, and then collapsing.

She shakes her head as if to disagree with my answer.

“Wasn’t there something else that happened in the meantime?”

“… Ah.”

I remembered.

A red energy rose from the dead body of Jaycoop and entered my body.

But since there was no change, I just ignored it as if it was nothing… No way.

When I make a surprised expression, Gula nods his head and answers.

“Yes, as you expected, that is exactly the identity of that energy at that time.”

The identity of that red aura is… that woman?

While he was wondering, Gula approached the red-haired woman and lightly pressed down on one of the chains around her neck. The woman’s eyes widened and she let out a groan of pain.

“Ugh… !”

Gula is delighted to see this.

“Haha, this has become really funny.”

Red eyes filled with anger glared at Gula as if they were going to kill him.

“Gulla, you damn thing… , Gyaaak!”

Her words did not end there.

Iron Man!

“Kekeke, kek… , keukk!”

Because Gula grabbed several chains around his neck and pulled them roughly.

“You would do well to refrain from saying anything that would insult me in front of my apostles.”

Gula, pressuring the red-haired woman with a voice filled with soft anger.

“Ugh… !”

The red-haired woman glared at Gula with her teeth clenched, as if she didn’t want to feel the same pain twice.

“… … .”

It didn’t seem like an emotional rift that had formed overnight.

That means we’ve known each other for a long time.

Through this, I was able to identify the woman.

It’s hard to believe, but maybe that woman.

“Could it be the Goddess of Wrath…?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the red eyes that had been glaring at Gula turned to me.

The object in his clear eyes changed, but his emotions did not.

“You… !”

Of course, it was natural.

Because I was the one who killed both of the apostles she chose.

But that’s not the point.

“Why are you here?”

Gula gave the answer instead.

“So to speak, it is trespassing.”

“… Trespassing?”

Didn’t she clearly say that this was a world that existed in my subconscious?

But is it possible to trespass in such a place?

“I’m a stupid bitch who lost two of my apostles, but a goddess is a goddess after all.”

“Aha.”

Even though he lost his apostle, he can still display that level of ability, right?

One question has been resolved.

But there are still unresolved questions.

“But why did you infiltrate my body? Are you trying to put a curse on me here?”

“That’s impossible. Even if it were possible, you’d be willing to just sit back and watch it happen when you have free time here?”

“That’s true too.”

Then why?

Instead of her biting her lips and grumbling as if she didn’t want to answer, Gula answered.

“I ran away to survive.”

“To live…? If all the apostles are lost, will the goddess die?”

Gula shakes his head.

“The goddess does not die. However, if she loses all her apostles and does not find new apostles within a certain amount of time, the goddess is sealed.”

“Seal… ?”

“Yeah. Until the next war starts.”

The next war.

Does that mean that things like this have been happening repeatedly throughout history?

I kind of understood why she acted like that.

But if that’s the case, shouldn’t it be even more so inside me?

“If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to appoint a new apostle at this time?”

Then she looks at me, smiles cutely, and caresses my cheek.

what.

I feel like I’m being treated like this.

“Huhhuh… If only it were that easy, but there aren’t many people who are worthy of becoming an apostle.”

“Can’t just anyone be appointed?”

“Yeah. If you give the power of an apostle to someone who is mediocre, their body will explode and they will die.”

“I see.”

Then what is it?

In the end, there were no apostles, and no one had the qualities to become an apostle, so he hid in my body.

But wait a minute.

“Can that woman be guaranteed safety just because she’s on my body?”

“It would be possible to deceive to some extent. If the intention was to buy time like that and find new material for the apostle, then it would have been better to do it… .”

A hint of anger appears on Gula’s smiling face.

“That thieving cat seems to have a cheeky idea of stealing you from me.”

“Take me…?”

“Well, it’s not common, but it does happen sometimes. If I steal the enemy’s apostle and make it my own, wouldn’t it be a strategy that kills two birds with one stone?”

“That’s true, but… .”

I didn’t know.

It is possible for an already chosen apostle to convert to another apostle of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Is it natural to not know?

No matter how much she trusts me, I don’t think she’d want to tell me these facts.

She asks.

“Are you thinking of converting?”

“If you want, I can send it to you?”

“If Yeo-ui’s apostle wants it, I’ll grant it too. But you’ll soon regret it and fall into Yeo-ui’s arms again.”

“Hey.”

I’m so confident.

“What makes you so sure?”

She placed her hand lightly on my chest and answered in a confident tone.

“Because among all the seven deadly sins and seven evils, only she can satisfy you.”

My heart feels strangely excited.

It may be because of Han Joo-hee’s face, but her confident self-assurance captivates me.

Her words didn’t end there.

“And… , even if you covet that woman’s power, you don’t have to convert, I’ll let you get it.”

For a moment, I was dumbfounded.

You’ll let me obtain the power of another goddess.

“… Is that possible?”

“Well.”

Gula answers with an unknown expression.

“Originally, it was impossible. But somehow, I think you could do it.”

That means, it is an attempt whose probability of success and side effects have not been confirmed.

But my taste buds are drawn to it.

Trust in the other person also played a part.

Because I believe that the woman in front of me would never suggest anything that would harm me.

“So, what should I do?”

Gula’s index finger points to Ira, the goddess of wrath, who is looking at him with a restless face.

“First thing is to subdue that girl.”

“Surrender? How?”

“It doesn’t matter what the method is.”

She snaps her fingers.

Exactly!

Then, the iron chain wrapped around Ira’s legs soars into the sky.

“Gyaaak!”

At the same time, her legs spread naturally from side to side.

Thanks to this, the space between the legs is clearly visible.

A pair of panties with a narrow area that barely covers the important areas.

A few red hairs stick out between them.

“Look, don’t look!”

Ira, who was waving his arms and legs wildly while they were wrapped in chains.

Gula went behind her and grabbed her thighs, spreading them further apart.

“Ahhh…! Gula, you bitch… !”

Ignoring her angry words, Gula whispered to me.

“I think this one will be the most exciting for you… .”

Aren’t you curious?

“I wonder what the inside of the goddess feels like.”

He made her an offer she couldn’t refuse.