15. The Role-Playing Scenario I Want to Try

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I did it again.

This time, instead of the ordinary missionary position where I simply laid her down and hurriedly thrust into her, I chose a position that had gotten a fairly good response from Neria.

I gripped Neria's hips while she obediently stayed on all fours without complaint, and kept going until the urge to ejaculate surged up.

I went and did it again.

…Today was a day when I could do things my way.

I only had to pay a little attention to Neria's mood.

To be honest, I hadn't done absolutely everything from one to ten exactly as my cock pleased; I'd kept an eye on her reactions a little.

Even if this was the free-rein time Neria had allowed me, I couldn't just floor the accelerator.

I had no intention of stopping this heavenly activity yet.

…Ugh, hee…….

This was the second time, following the ejaculation inside her just moments ago.

As I poured another load of jelly-like semen into her womb, it endlessly flowed back out and dripped onto the bed, as though there were no room left inside.

Even while I was using my cock like a cork, there had been quite a lot; once I pulled it out of her vagina, the sight was even more ridiculous.

The semen that had at least been sliding down her thighs was now flooding over her clitoris, as though it couldn't even spare the time to do that anymore.

To a human, that might have been nothing more than a baby's seed, but to a witch, it was all mana.

If it had been a witch like Lady Erzel, would she really have left it there for the bedsheets to swallow?

With that silly thought, I looked after Neria.

"You've worked hard, Lady Neria."

"Mmm……."

…She might not have been the ridiculously haughty witch I'd imagined, but Neria was still a water apprentice witch with a temper of her own.

Seeing her crouched on all fours because of nothing more than one command from me, even trembling from pleasure, made a tingling sense of triumph rise up inside me.

If I had my way, I'd leave at least one rough handprint on those snow-white buttocks as a reward.

But it still felt a little too bold to do that right away.

If she found everything she did with me pleasurable, perhaps one day she'd reluctantly allow even something like that.

A line was naturally added to my bucket list.

― Lightly spank Neria's buttocks.

Completion: 0%.

"Are you going to shower right away?"

"Can't you see what state I'm in……? I'll rest for a while first…. Later…."

"Understood. Then I suppose doing the laundry will be too much right now…. Hmm…."

It was probably getting close to lunchtime, so why not prepare some fried rice for Neria?

At first my thoughts naturally went in that direction, but somewhere along the way, I changed my mind.

Then I remembered there was something I needed to ask Neria about.

"Was today all right for you?"

…It was honestly embarrassing to ask a girl for her assessment after we'd finished.

Still, I had to ask.

Kissing, kissing, and more kissing.

Having sex while stimulating her clitoris.

Kissing her again, then ejaculating inside her.

The cleanup blowjob Erzel had mentioned.

Then making her get on all fours and ejaculating inside her again.

If I listed it all out in words, it was sex so very much like something lovers would have, and there might have been something Neria disliked.

"…Hmm……."

"……."

By then, Neria had rolled onto her side, moaning as she brushed the light-blue hair damp with sweat away from her cheek.

Thanks to that, her still-burning left ear was briefly visible before being covered again, but I didn't mention it since I felt like she'd punch me if I did.

"The kissing was, well, so-so."

For Neria, I figured it was safe to take “so-so” as meaning no different from “I liked it.”

After a month of learning to interpret Neria-speak, I slowly nodded.

"I'm glad you didn't dislike it."

"…Your mouth smells way too much like toothpaste."

"But Lady Neria's mouth…"

"Shut up. Next time, eat some candy before you come over and do it."

So that meant she wanted to do it again.

I had no reason to refuse.

"And that other thing… it was pretty good, in its own way. D-doing it while touching my clit."

That was what I'd expected.

After all, that was how Neria had experienced her first blowjob.

If she'd said it wasn't very good, I would have interrogated her by pointing to the wet mark visible beneath her legs right now. It was a little disappointing that I couldn't.

…As one would expect from a water witch, she was soaked through, making her perfect for teasing.

Maybe I should at least take a picture before doing the laundry.

"I'll remember that well, so we can do it again later."

"…Did you enjoy that? …The thing where I licked it with my mouth and swallowed it?"

"…Yes."

"……Hmm-hmm."

Since it was embarrassing to say, Neria lightly hugged the blanket that had been folded beside her after she finished speaking.

That covered the soft, jiggling breasts visible through her camisole, but…

Well, fine.

Isn't there such a thing as the aesthetics of concealment?

If anything, being slightly covered made it look even sexier.

Meanwhile, Neria, who had gone quiet, suddenly flared up and spoke.

"…B-but isn't what I said earlier obvious? Touching my clit feels good, and dirty things feel good too, so of course it can only feel even better, right?"

"That's right. So if you keep trying various things, you'll eventually find something that suits your tastes perfectly, Lady Neria."

"I-I don't really want to search that hard, though…."

"But isn't that precisely the work I've been assigned? To find a way for Lady Neria to charge mana while feeling good."

"Uuugh…."

Neria grew embarrassed as she hugged the blanket even tighter.

Still glaring at me over it with her light-blue eyes, she cautiously added,

"…What other ways are there to feel good…?"

"That would be…."

…Should I use this chance to tell her all my preferences one by one?

After thinking of something wicked, I eventually steered the conversation in a more natural direction.

"There are too many different kinds. It might be better for you to find them yourself, Lady Neria. Think of it as a little self-study exercise."

"Y-you want me to find them myself?"

"Unlike in the old days, these days you can come across all sorts of erotic material if you set your mind to it."

"I know that…! Do you think I've lived for over two hundred years like Master? There is another apprentice witch who's nearly a hundred, but I've only been alive for twenty years, you know…?"

Two hundred years.

Since she was called Master, I'd privately assumed Lady Erzel was probably around five hundred years old—

An unexpected discovery.

Along with that, I tilted my head.

If the witch serving as a master was only two hundred years old, wasn't she surprisingly young?

They said witches had ageless eternal life, if not true immortality. Was there some other reason they died young?

Could their system be structured so that people seized their positions through ability?

…Ah, if Lady Erzel was two hundred years old, Team Leader was probably around the same age too.

Anyway, this wasn't something to discuss with Neria right now.

What I had to settle with her now was—

"If you know that much, you shouldn't have any trouble studying by yourself, Lady Neria. Right?"

"Ugh……."

This.

At that answer, Neria began frowning faintly and getting irritated.

Until just now, she'd been cutely fumbling her way through learning to kiss and clumsily sucking my cock.

Now I was finally getting a glimpse of the Neria I usually knew.

"Then I'll try that. I hear there's a genre where women beat men up too."

"I have to decline. That's not my preference."

"Really? Yet didn't you spend all day getting beaten up when we played that game last time? Was it fifteen losses in a row?"

"That was simply because you were good at the game, Lady Neria. I don't have a masochistic preference."

"What a shame…."

"……."

And compared to that, I might have been a little more cheeky than usual.

I suppose it was because I'd done it with Neria twice and even received a cleanup blowjob in between.

I may have gotten a little carried away without realizing it.

If I made a mistake now, it would be a serious problem in its own right.

Only now did that thought occur to me, so I cleared the air with a light cough, stood up, and asked,

"If you're going to keep resting, would it be all right if I showered first?"

"Yeah. Go ahead. Then prepare lunch."

"Understood."

…On the other hand, since it was quite a nice bathroom, I wondered what it would be like to shower together with Neria.

But I figured she'd reject the idea right now.

So I put that idea off until next time.

*****

Mana charging with Neria could now be considered to have settled into a smooth rhythm.

We'd gone beyond simply having sex; these days, I even found myself wondering how I could subtly slip my own preferences into it.

…If anything, the slow progress was with the witch who had been quite favorably disposed from the start.

This one.

"Excuse me."

In a corner of Seoul City Hall's fourteenth floor, wrapped in a scarlet sunset,

I stood before the sign reading Apprentice Witch Rehabilitation Support Department and turned the doorknob.

"Oh, Dowon, you're here…."

Inside, Team Leader Eve was seated in her usual neat attire.

A cool-looking navy blouse and black skirt, along with the employee ID card dangling from her neck.

She was dressed no differently from the ordinary civil servants I'd seen on the way here.

There was just one thing that made her look different from usual.

"Ahaha…."

"……?"

Unlike her usual playful self, she was smiling today with an unmistakably awkward air about her.

Wondering if something had happened, I approached with a little concern, and Team Leader called my name once more.

"…Dowon."

"Yes, Team Leader."

"I, um, heard that you met Erzel…."

"……Ah."

So that's what this was.

She'd been caught in a lie.

"Were you really that close to Erzel, Dowon…? I mean, how should I put it…. Even if you can know each other, isn't it normal to hesitate before challenging her over why she banned sex…?"

"Well, I haven't seen her often, but Lady Erzel was so easygoing with me. And it didn't exactly feel like I was challenging her."

"Ueeeng…."

More precisely, I had occasionally sensed a look in her eyes that suggested she wanted to use my body as a gas station, but I didn't bother mentioning that.

I didn't think there was anything to gain from worrying about something that hadn't happened yet.

At that, Team Leader Eve leaned comfortably back in her chair with a cute sound that didn't suit her age.

After rattling from side to side like that for a while, she spoke softly.

"…I need a mouse hole. I need a mouse hole…."

"……."

"Was it a mistake to say that Erzel was against it…? But if I hadn't, then… I thought it would make things even hotter when we did it later…."

"……."

"When you suggested secretly doing it with a wireless-connected fleshlight, I really thought we'd succeeded…."

…How could this be the same woman who had driven me to the brink with a titfuck just last night?

I wavered over whether I should comfort her myself or simply listen quietly, then pulled out the chair right beside her and sat down.

It felt like this had been the atmosphere when she'd first been caught reading erotic fiction by me, but today it was slightly worse.

If I looked at it positively, it meant she was that much more comfortable around me.

Still, there was no getting around the fact that she was in immediate trouble.

In the end, I smiled gently and took Team Leader's side.

"I'm fine with it, Team Leader. If you think of it as role-playing, there's nothing particularly strange about it."

"Role-playing…?"

"Yes. To give an example, it would be role-playing a situation where we secretly have sex while Lady Erzel is angry…. Something like that."

"Ah…. Like that…."

"And now that things have turned out this way, it also means we can simply charge mana normally. So it isn't all bad…"

I'd assumed Team Leader had done everything with role-playing in mind, but had she surprisingly never even realized that herself?

I was soothing her as I realized one fact I hadn't known.

By chance, a box sitting on Team Leader's desk caught my eye.

It was a yellow box whose width, length, and height were each about half the size of the tenkeyless keyboard Team Leader used.

If there was something that could be inside such a mysterious box,

there was only one possibility.

One thing immediately came to mind.

"Team Leader, could this be…."

"…Ah."

And judging by the way Team Leader's shoulders jerked once, I had guessed correctly.

Eventually, she stole a glance at my face and said hesitantly,

"……It's yours, Dowon. That is."