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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuziro
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“Huh…?”
Artel stopped, as if her feet were stuck to the ground.
Something felt off about the box.
‘What’s wrong with this thing?’
Artel subtly applied pressure to the hand holding the box.
If her hand was trembling, it was to calm it down.
But the sensation in her fingertips told her otherwise.
It wasn’t her hand that was vibrating, but the box.
‘What is it?’
Driven by a sense of foreboding, she opened the box.
But the inside was still empty.
This meant nothing inside was moving.
Wiggle!
Wiggle, wiggle!
But the box pulsed again.
What was this?
Artel, holding her breath, stared intently at the box.
Considering where it had come from, nothing good came to mind.
What should she do?
Could it be something connected to the Annihilation Inscription?
“Hmm?”
“Oh?”
Around that time, Christine and Jekkiel realized that Artel wasn’t following, and turned to look back.
The suspicious box, with horns on either side, now seemed even more suspicious.
It wasn’t just shaking; it was wriggling.
Just from its state, it was clear this was no ordinary object.
“…Give it here.”
Sensing danger, Jekkiel quickly snatched the box.
He tried to hurl it far away with all his might.
“?”
He swung his shoulder with all his strength, but nothing flew.
The box, as if glued to his hand, refused to detach.
“What, what is this?”
Christine hurriedly grabbed the box with both hands and pulled.
But that only resulted in Jekkiel being yanked forward.
“What’s going on?”
“What, what is this? What is this thing?”
“What do we do! What should we do?”
Invisible question marks hung above their heads, but no one had the answers to turn them into exclamation points.
One thing was certain, though: the box was stubbornly stuck to Jekkiel’s hand, absolutely refusing to come off.
“Ugh!”
Jekkiel groaned.
It felt similar to when he had touched the underground wall.
Back then, he had willingly infused it with his life force, but now, the box was draining it on its own.
Gulp!
Gulp!
“Wh-what do we do! What should we do? Sh-should I replenish your life force right now?”
Panicked, Christine grabbed Jekkiel’s chin.
But before Jekkiel could answer, the box pulsed and suddenly transformed.
At the same time, a clear, melodious voice, unlike any they had ever heard before, echoed in Jekkiel’s ears.
“Abboa.”
A clear and melodious voice.
Of course, Christine’s voice, produced through her vocal cords, was also noble, clear, and melodious.
Yet, despite that, it felt incredibly alien…
“Apboa.”
…because the voice was young.
Incredibly so.
Finally, the three vampires saw it with their own eyes.
The box that had been stuck to Jekkiel’s hand was gone, replaced by a tiny being resembling a little devil, dressed in a gothic lolita-style black dress.
“Papa. Papaa.”
The being, with small horns on its head, vampire wings on its back, and a devil’s tail, giggled and snuggled into Jekkiel’s arms.
“Papaa~”
What in the…
Jekkiel finally collapsed backward.
Jekkiel-nim!
Jekkiel-nim!
Jekkiel, you!
Wake up!
Artel and Christine’s voices reached him through his fading vision.
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Back at the castle, Artel was struggling for an unimaginable reason.
“Waaaaah!”
“D-don’t cry. Don’t cry~”
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!”
Suddenly being responsible for a child who looked about five years old was, quite literally, an unimaginable predicament.
“I want to see Papa. I want to see Papaaa!”
Artel launched herself towards the little girl who reached for Jekkiel’s doorknob like a bullet.
She then embraced the child tightly.
“P-please wait? Jekkiel-nim is very busy right now~”
“Jekkiel. Is that Papa’s name? Is Lepista Papa’s name?”
“No… that’s…”
Artel wiped the sweat from her brow, flustered.
She had heard the legends.
Legends about weapons that transcended a certain level, becoming akin to “divine artifacts,” possessing their own consciousness and acting like living demons.
And that legend wasn’t just a fantasy; it was happening right before her eyes.
The fact that the box Artel had held was Lepista’s Wand was cause for celebration!
Truly cause for celebration!
“I want to go in. I want to see Papaaa.”
But this was something she couldn’t celebrate at all.
A supreme weapon possessing the soul of a child?
How was that possible?
“N-no, you can’t! He’s busy right now. He’s doing something very important!”
“What’s he doing? What’s he doing?”
Lepista looked up at Artel with bright, inquisitive eyes.
The girl’s eyes, having just dried from crying, sparkled like wet jewels.
“That’s…”
Artel couldn’t figure out how to explain.
-Bang! Baang! Bang!
-Ah! Uh! Huuh!
-Haaah! J-Jekkiel! Ahhh…!
…Yes, this was the biggest crisis of Artel’s life.
She had no idea how to explain this.
“Apboa. Papaa.”
While Artel hesitated, Lepista started scratching at the door like a cat.
The girl had long since lost interest in Artel, who wasn’t providing a quick answer.
“This, this child!”
Artel hurriedly scooped Lepista into her arms.
And she quickly carried her away from the door.
Lepista reached out towards the door, crying, “Papaa, Papaa.”
The gesture was so pitiful, as if she were truly his daughter.
“Papa… No, is it right to call him Papa…? Anyway, he’s doing something very important right now.”
“I don’t know. I don’t knoooow.”
“He’s recovering his strength. Our Lepista, when you’re tired, your head hurts and your eyes can’t see and it’s so hard, right? Papa is like that right now. So he’s recovering.”
-Thump! Thump!
But the sounds of flesh hitting flesh were too explicit.
Artel’s entire body flushed crimson.
“Is Papa hitting someone? Is Papa getting hit…?”
“N-no…”
Even if it seems like he’s being hit one-sidedly, that’s how he recovers his strength.
Yes…
-Haaah! Haaah!
“Someone… someone sounds like they’re in pain… Who is Papa with?”
“No, so… No, how do I explain this? Yes, Mama! He’s with Mama! Yes!”
“Mama? Is Mama hurt?”
“No, th-that, that’s just… she’s happy… Yes… She’s making Papa healthy right now. She’s happy…”
“Why is she screaming if she’s happy?”
“W-well, women are like that sometimes~ They scream when they’re happy~ Lepista will understand when she grows up~”
Pop!
Even with a childlike mentality, Lepista’s magical power was considerable.
In an instant, with a pop, the girl had teleported right in front of Artel.
Pitter-patter.
“Papaa~ Lepista wants to scream too~ I want to be happy~ Haaaah~ Heeuh~”
Oh, this was driving her crazy.
Now she was even mimicking the sounds coming from the room.
Artel dove and caught Lepista.
This time, she covered the girl’s mouth with her hand.
“Mmm? Mmm?”
“Th-this is a very important moment, so you can’t interrupt! You can’t! Shh! Lepista’s little sibling is being made right now. Okay?”
“Mmm? (Sibling?)”
Artel nodded rapidly, her head bobbing like earthquake-stricken ground.
“Yes, if Lepista makes a fuss now, her cute little sibling might not be born! So you have to be quiet, okay?”
“Mmmhmm…”
Lepista finally stopped struggling in Artel’s arms.
Her sparkling eyes!
Proof that she was completely captivated by Artel’s words.
Phew.
Artel finally relaxed.
So this is how cute children are.
Even after nearly five hours of crying and fussing—incidentally, it had been five hours since Christine had begun her near-rape—she listened to just one word and became so adorable.
Artel gently bent down and stroked Lepista’s head.
“Oh my. You’re so cute.”
And Lepista, her eyes shining brightly, declared,
“I want to see my sibling!”
And with that, she teleported away.
Pop!
“Huh…?”
Artel’s expression went blank.
“Huh…?! Huh?!?!”
And then, clutching her head, she collapsed.
Lepista’s magic was now emanating from inside Jekkiel’s room…
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A warm embrace after intimacy is the best.
The warmest and most intimate love a man and a woman can share.
After their passionate act, Christine gently embraced the man’s body.
Why was Jekkiel so lovely when he was sleeping?
…But was he really healthy now?
He felt like all his essence had been drained.
No, anyway, it was fine.
It had been a necessary act to heal Jekkiel.
This was the body of the man she would serve for the rest of her life.
It was a body that could be considered hers, and at the same time, a body that possessed her.
So it was only natural that she found it lovely.
That it felt more beautiful than anything else.
‘Hmm…?’
But soon, confusion arose.
Something soft and fluffy was… no?
That couldn’t be.
Jekkiel didn’t have breasts.
Just as Christine’s eyes flew open…
“Mamaa! My sibling! Where’s my sibling?!”
Lepista was nestled between her and Jekiel’s naked bodies.
“…Huh?”
Truly, a difficult life had just begun.
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[Jekkiel rape + Lepista being a 5 year old who wants to go into the room while they fucked was amazing]
HAHAHAHAHA, I could have never seen this coming.
What have my eyes just witnessed… xD