Chapter 50
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1. Do you happen to know a witch named Kihased?
2. You were subtly pushing me toward having sex with the Team Leader, so why did your attitude suddenly change to the exact opposite?
If I were to meet Lady Erzel again, these would be the two questions I'd ask.
Unfortunately, I didn't have Lady Erzel's contact information.
Partly because I had a gut feeling that getting close to her would lead to trouble, and partly because Lady Erzel herself, perhaps mindful of her apprentice, hadn't bothered to exchange contact information with me.
Unless it was truly urgent, I couldn't exactly ask Neria for Lady Erzel's contact information. I wasn't an idiot.
So I imagined happening to run into Lady Erzel, but an imagination was still just an imagination.
After leaving work at Neria's house.
Boarding the subway.
Wondering whether the Team Leader had gone home too, and indulging in idle thoughts like that.
Until I entered my apartment, beeping the door-lock buttons.
After coming home having seen nothing but ordinary people, let alone witches, I quickly changed clothes and flopped down on the bed.
"Did she go sprinkle rain over another drought-stricken place…."
It would be nice if I could meet her again soon.
Or perhaps I should casually ask the Team Leader for Lady Erzel's contact information.
I was in the middle of thinking that might surprisingly be a decent idea when—
"…Oh, right."
I suddenly remembered a perverted spell I'd thought about only briefly before moving on.
That is, the… um.
The wireless-connected Fleshlight spell, using the power of the Team Leader, the witch of space.
"Hmm…."
But wouldn't it really work?
DIRECTLY ASKING HER WOULD BE RUDE VS. THERE'S NO WAY THE TEAM LEADER WOULD DISLIKE IT.
With those two thoughts battling in my mind, I was hesitating, but quite apart from actually asking the Team Leader, it did seem “possible.”
The simple teleportation spell the Team Leader had shown me herself.
The so-called delivery spell that had whisked only the laptop away to another place right before my eyes.
…And, if I might add, the fact that she herself had made a point of claiming that uterine sex was perfectly possible.
That alone was practically the cutting-edge technology a wireless-connected Fleshlight would require.
Since I had no way to talk to Lady Erzel right away anyway, I finally gave in to my curiosity and picked up my smartphone.
[Nam Dowon]
- Team Leader, I'm sorry to contact you so late at night, but would you be able to talk for a moment?
The phone began ringing less than five seconds later.
Apparently, she had happened to be holding her smartphone too.
- Hello, Mr. Dowon?
"Yes, Team Leader. I'm listening."
- What are you contacting me about? Is it something related to Neria?
No, as I reported on my way home, Lady Neria received an internal ejaculation today as well without any problems.
- Once. You said you ejaculated enough for it to reflux copiously from her tiny uterus. I remember that, but….
"……."
- Then what could you possibly have left to contact me about?
"Well…,"
I contacted you to ask whether the Fleshlight spell was possible.
Words that stripped away all the etiquette expected of a working adult were, unsurprisingly, quite difficult to say aloud.
It felt a little awkward to say that after just using the phrase “internal ejaculation,” but it was still a rather obscene term to speak out loud.
If possible, I wanted to put it a little more indirectly….
Could it be because they were such an obscene combination of words in the first place?
But the alternatives that popped into my head were things like a remote dick-storage case or a non-penetrative mana generator. Those were about all I could come up with.
It was true that I had happened to learn the Team Leader's true identity, but even so, she was still literally my Team Leader.
Besides, in the Land of the Morning Calm, age really did amount to rank, so I asked respectfully.
"I contacted you because there's something I'd like to ask about your magic and mana charging."
- …Ah. Mana charging….
"……."
- …Wait a moment. I think it would be better to discuss that face-to-face.
The moment I heard that, one scene came to mind.
Sometimes, when you read comics, they depict a cliché like this.
The kind where, for some ridiculous reason or another, the protagonist ends up seeing the heroine's panties or getting pinned beneath the heroine's buttocks.
Since the Team Leader—the witch of space—was obviously going to come find me by teleportation, I had a strange feeling the exact same thing was about to happen.
Under the pretense of coincidence, just so the Team Leader could enjoy herself.
"……."
Then, for now….
"…I suppose the right thing to do is stay still and play along."
It would be polite to let myself be caught off guard the first time.
And getting tangled up with a beautiful woman like the Team Leader was something I practically wanted to ask for anyway.
…Maybe she'd pop into existence with a poof right on top of the stomach where I was lying now.
I tensed my abs in preparation for the impact to come and waited for the teleportation.
"……?"
For a full minute.
No, two minutes.
No, three minutes.
"…What?"
I waited, thinking she'd be here any moment, and in three minutes she betrayed me three times over.
If I'd known this was going to happen, I should have asked when she would arrive from the start.
Maybe the Team Leader had contacted me separately.
With that hope in mind, I checked my smartphone belatedly, but our messages still ended where I'd seen them earlier.
Well, there hadn't been any vibration or sound, so of course there was no contact.
"…Teleportation wasn't a spell that took this long."
Of course, I didn't know how it worked by other witches' standards.
All I knew was that it was an extremely difficult spell, as Lady Erzel had told me.
But by the Team Leader's standards, it was a spell that could move her anywhere she wanted in the blink of an eye.
And three minutes was more than enough time to blink fifty times.
It seemed another minute passed while I was thinking, but why on earth was she so late….
At this rate, shouldn't she at least have told me what time she was coming…?
"Mr. Dowon."
As I was complaining inwardly, a familiar golden eye slipped into view beside my gaze, which was pointed toward the ceiling as usual.
She was standing right beside me, merely dipping her head to peek in as if looking over me.
Her black hair slid toward me, then stopped in midair.
"T-Team Leader. When did you get here?"
"Just now. I wanted to prepare a few simple things, but I ended up taking longer than I expected."
"Ah…."
"…I just wanted to look pretty, if possible."
The Team Leader explained in a slightly lowered voice.
Just as she said, unlike me in comfortable pajamas, she was wearing exactly the same outfit as when we'd met at the barbecue restaurant last time.
A black turtleneck so form-fitting that even the gazes around her seemed to cling to it.
With those curves, which any man would inevitably look at, laid out before me again, I agonized over what I should do with my eyes.
…Especially when those beautiful golden eyes looked at me again with the playful air they used to have.
It felt like those eyes were deliberately tempting me, which only made it harder.
"You can just look openly. I wore these clothes for that very purpose in the first place."
"……."
"…Ah, I only meant that it applies to me! I didn't mean to speak for all women."
…I had only thought it, though; I definitely hadn't said it aloud.
She really must be able to read minds too.
I climbed awkwardly out of bed and stood beside the Team Leader.
"Sorry I'm still in my pajamas, Team Leader. I expected you to come right away, so I ended up floundering around and…."
"Hmm. For someone who says that, you looked pretty comfortable lying in bed."
"I-I was lying there uncomfortably. I mean it."
"Uncomfortably~ Really?"
"I was worried I might get in your way if you tried to use magic…. And I also thought it would probably be best to stay still…."
"That's true. Accidents like that do happen occasionally at an apprentice witch's level. Like a traffic accident, if you compare it to humans? That's why I always urge people never to teleport while drunk whenever possible."
"……."
"Back when I was practicing, I used to send a few organisms beyond the rainbow bridge too. Heheh."
That's not something you should say with a smile.
As I swallowed the obvious question, the Team Leader's golden eyes belatedly began sweeping around my bedroom.
The soft little humming that accompanied her dainty steps was an added bonus.
…Come to think of it, our conversation last time had taken place in the living room.
This would be her first time in a man's room, so I suppose it was natural for her to be curious.
It was more drab and boring than she'd probably expected, so she was bound to get tired of it quickly.
It wasn't exactly magnificent, but it was a reasonably tidy bedroom.
In particular, Eve, the Team Leader, had been standing beside me and staring intently at the bed; perhaps she'd found something amusing, because she let out a short laugh before asking a question.
"In any case, if this is about mana charging…, are you planning to ignore what Erzel told you about focusing on Neria? For the record, I'm opposed."
"Not exactly ignore it. I think compromise, negotiation, or adjustment would be more accurate."
"Oh-ho."
"Unless I end up with more apprentice witches under my care later, or Lady Neria starts asking for it several times a day, she still only needs it once for now…."
"You have semen left over. Is that it?"
"…I suppose that's what it comes down to."
"Since we're on the subject, how much more can you do, roughly?"
"Well, when I'm in good condition, there have been times I've had sex with my girlfriend all day…. I think it varies from time to time."
"All day…, hmm…."
Rather than saying I had semen left over, it would be more accurate to say I was frustrated because I had nowhere to spend it.
Having ten billion won and having ten billion won but being allowed to spend only a thousand won a day are completely different things, after all.
"E-Even so, Erzel probably won't be pleased…? I told you last time. Erzel wants you to pour everything into Neria."
"…That's true."
"Besides, doing it secretly would be awkward. Erzel isn't oblivious, either, so if she sensed something strange in the atmosphere between us, she'd interrogate us right away. To put it a little dramatically, Erzel might even end up living at my place with us."
"……."
The Team Leader was voicing a concern similar to the one she'd raised last time.
And yet, the fact that she'd deliberately come wearing clothes like that meant….
"…Even so, can you do it?"
Rather than trying to calm me down,
it seemed far more as though she intended to egg me on.
In the end, I tossed an extremely rude question between my dry lips.
"Team Leader. Among space spells, is there one that can create a portal connected to another location?"
"It's difficult to maintain, but the formula itself is one of the easier spells. The fourteenth floor of City Hall is connected to the virtual space I created in the form of an elevator, too."
"……."
"What are you planning to use that spell for? If you're thinking of connecting my house to Mr. Dowon's, it wouldn't mean much since I can teleport anyway."
"Well…. …Um…."
"……?"
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"…Mr. Dowon."
"Yes, Team Leader."
"Can I be honest?"
"…I think that was a very rude question."
"No, I actually like it because it turns me on."
"……."
"I felt a bit of a wall between us, Mr. Dowon…."
"……."