Chapter 427 – Belbert Corruption Journal (1)
Eugene and her beautiful wives walking away smiling brightly.
And I desperately chase after him.
I run as if my heart is going to burst to get in between them, but no matter how much I run, I can’t get any closer.
“Yu…Yujin…!…Yujin!…Now…Wait a minute…!”
Will you stop when you hear a voice?
I shout out several times, but Yujin doesn’t turn around.
“Huh…! Huh!…Please…Please…Please…!!”
My leg muscles are broken and my heart feels like it will explode.
Why doesn’t Eugene look back even though he wants it so desperately?
Why can’t I just reach it?
The sorrow and sorrow welling up turn into tears and flow down.
Chin, loose-
At that time, my legs, which had passed their limit, gave out and I fell to the ground.
“Ugh!!..Ugh..!!”
Sigh! Sigh—! Sigh! Sigh─!
Give up your motionless leg, raise your fingers like hooks, and sink them into the ground.
If I couldn’t walk, I tried to reach Eugene even if I had to crawl.
…But even if I ran, I couldn’t reach it.
As it crawls on the ground, it quickly moves away.
“Please…Don’t go…Please…Wait…Don’t…Abandon me…”
Now all I can do is beg.
Without even thinking about wiping away the pouring tears and snot, I got down on my knees and prayed for him… But Eugene disappeared and I was left alone in the dark.
“…Ah…Ahh…Ahh!…Aaaaah!!”
In the lonely darkness, Belbert screamed.
There are only two things I can feel in this space.
Pain And Sexual desireIt was.
“Aaaaa!!”
Belbert woke up screaming and realized that his entire body was covered in cold sweat.
“…Ha…Ha…Is this a dream again?”
Even though I had the same nightmare several times, it felt so real that I couldn’t believe it was a dream.
Sigh—!
Belbert washed his face with cold water and looked at his face in the mirror.
I clearly knew why I was having these nightmares.
‘…I’m afraid of being abandoned by Eugene.’
At the wedding, Eugene said he would love everyone equally…
I felt that if Eugene were to abandon anyone, it would be me who would be the first to be abandoned.
‘…No.’
I don’t want to be abandoned.
I hated feeling this kind of fear.
I did not harbor any arrogant thoughts of wanting to become a loyalist.
She just wanted to secure her position by gaining at least a middle rank among her wives.
‘In order to do that, we must help Eugene…’
But how?
Although he has established himself as an arms dealer, he is no different from a firefly in front of the sun in the face of great names such as Urella, Calliope, Fabolier, Lumenhark, and Parthenon.
Of course, I also know that Eugene has many women of lower social status than me.
However, they had a powerful weapon called ‘time’ with Eugene.
The powerful weapon of time is bound to make even mere animals develop affection.
There is no need to talk about these women, who have outstanding looks and abilities.
‘…Compared to that, I am…’
It’s not that I spent a long time with Eugene, or that I have any special talents.
This could be said to be the worst, but there was another biggest problem.
‘I am addicted to the pleasure that Eugene gives me.’
Of course, I know that her other wives are also addicted to sex with Eugene, although their severity is different.
Eugene’s pleasure is on a level that transcends that of humans, so it’s natural to become addicted… But my addiction is different from the ordinary.
For the past two years since Eugene disappeared, I have suffered in hell both physically and mentally.
The mental pain of losing a loved one.
And…
Pain caused by not being able to obtain pleasure.
This cursed body made me feel like I was getting my head ripped off alive if I didn’t get sexual pleasure.
In order to suppress it, Tristia was prescribed painkillers that were close to narcotics, but this literally only allowed her to survive.
I persevered because Lucia instilled in her hope that Eugene would definitely return, but…
If she had come back a little later she might have taken her own life.
Strongly—
“Keuuuuu!!”
Just thinking about that moment makes me feel like my brain is being stabbed with a hot iron skewer.
After Eugene returned, my addiction symptoms rapidly worsened.
Just by not having sex for a few days, I felt a similar level of pain to what I had endured for two years.
“Yu… Jin… Ugh…!”
Strongly─ Strongly─
After smoking three cigarettes in a row that I kept on my desk, I finally got rid of my headache and checked my watch.
“Of course, I have a promise with Tristia today…”
I didn’t want to have nightmares, so I stayed asleep as long as I could, but then I passed out and lost all sense of time.
Still, I wasn’t worried.
In the ten years that I lived as a merchant, I have never once broken an appointment.
Surely I’m still on time…
“Uh…?”
Belbert Lindalla.
For the first time since becoming a merchant, I was late for an appointment.
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[Witch’s Comic Shop]
The door is closed tightly.
You might think that she has already left since the appointed time has already passed, but Tristia is not that type of person.
‘Wait a minute, where did you go? I’m sure there’s a spare key…’
Belletre looked at the small flower pots lined up in front of the door.
Among them, I lifted up a pot with a cactus with yellow flowers, and found a key attached to the bottom of the pot.
Clap—
When I opened the door and entered the store, the first thing I saw was the table set with food.
“…Tristia.”
I feel uneasy looking at the carefully prepared food.
No wonder I overslept on a day like this…
Still, one thing that can be taken as consolation is that Tristia did not starve because she was waiting.
The chicken placed in the middle of the table had one of its legs torn off.
Sigh─
When I brought my hand closer, it was still warm.
‘…I guess I’ve waited a long time.’
Growling-
At that time, Belbert’s face turns red at the sound of the ship rumbling.
‘Now that I think about it, when was the last time I ate…’
Was it yesterday? No, it wasn’t yesterday, I think it was the day before yesterday.
I had trouble sleeping because of nightmares, and I was so busy packing that I kept skipping meals, so I don’t remember much.
‘I guess I can eat some.’
When Belert tears off the chicken wing and takes a bite, the juices come out.
When I put something to eat in my mouth, my heart beats a little and my vision broadens.
“Uhm…! I really enjoyed the meal.”
Belbert, who had lost two wings and one leg in an instant, sucked the oil from his fingers.
‘Just because there’s food on the table doesn’t mean I’m back… Huh?’
After filling his stomach, Belbert saw the door leading down to the basement warehouse.
“…”
At that moment, her feminine intuition whispered.
Something incredible is unfolding over there.
Jeopuk─ Jeopuk─
As Belbert carefully descended the stairs, he heard a woman’s voice for the first time.
“Pu…Horn…Poba…Please…♥ Huuuuu?!!♥♥”
A voice so creepy that it’s creepy.
Even in the middle of a brothel, you won’t find a voice more raunchy than this.
Belbert swallowed his saliva and walked towards the direction from which the sound was heard, as if possessed.
“Ha…♥Hea..♥.Augh..♥Eck…♥Hee…♥Hee!!♥”
A moan comes from beyond Tristia’s personal storage room.
‘T-Tristia…’
At first I didn’t know who it was because it was so lewd, but it was Tristia’s voice.
Then who is the opponent…?
There was no need to say anything.
Squeak-
Belbert’s trembling hands carefully opened the door.
“..Hey..!!.♥…Don’t..Don’t..Don’t..!!..♥Heh..!!.Ma..Hurray..Hurray!!..♥Hehe.. .Lord…Master..♥Long live..H!!♥Iggy!!..♥Keuuuuut!!♥♥”
Tristia’s disheveled appearance seen through the crack in the door.
And Mr. Eugene, who ‘uses’ Tristia like her living hole.
I had previously received an apology from Berlioz for spying on Eugene and I’s affair.
At the time, I wondered if it would be fun to steal something from someone else, even if it was something I did myself… But at this moment, I felt it clearly.
“Khehehe!♥…Gaaaaa!!.♥…!.Hi!!…Mi…I’m going crazy♥♥Bar..I just…♥Went!!♥..Again.. .Gaaa!!!…♥Hwa…Haaaaa!..♥..Lord…Master!!♥…Keep going!! ♥♥ My…Head. ..!!Bo..Pussy gaaaaa.!!.♥♥”
The feeling of immorality that I was doing something I shouldn’t and the feeling of inferiority that the person I loved was having another woman drove me crazy.
Creak─ Creak─
When I came to my senses, my hand was moving freely between my crotch.
‘Huh…Huh…!Yu…Yujin..!’
I’m pounding my pussy, thinking that it’s me, not Tristia, who’s being fucked by Eugene.
Eugene smoked me lewdly, so this level will definitely be allowed.
…No, let’s not lie to ourselves.
Eugene didn’t make me lewd.
I was a bitch from the beginning.
The cursed blood flowing down his veins proved it.
…Like my ancestors who sold out their families for pleasure, I felt like I could now sacrifice everything for pleasure.
“..Huh!♥…Huh!♥..Master!Master!!♥..Huh!♥..Jaaaaa!!..♥…Haaa!…Haaaaa!!. ..Cock…Cock..Doing..!♥Okkeuuuuu…!!♥♥Oi…I’m a doo!!♥”
Belbert could tell.
Now Tristia is dying.
He was dying steadily, his heart stopping and beating several times.
“Ugh!!♥♥Yes!!!♥..Thank you!..♥Hiik..!♥…Ga…Thank you!!♥.!..Thank you..This.. Imsin..I will do it!!!♥..So..Please cum…Please cum…Please cum!!..♥I…Cum…Please cum ───────── ──!!!♥♥”
But, look at that face.
Even as he approaches death, he smiles brightly, crazy with pleasure.
How much extreme pleasure must one experience to become like that?
“Ugh..! Ugh.. Ugh!”
Push-!! Phew!
Just imagining it makes me cum and spurt out love juice.
Tzuzu-
At that time, Eugene pulled out his dick as if he had vomited all of her affection into Tristia’s womb.
Saliva and moans flow from between Belbert’s parted lips.
‘Me too… Like that…’
Trash─ Tudge─
Belbert, whose eyes were fixed on the dick, opened the door and went inside as if fascinated.
And like a believer facing God, he knelt in front of Eugene and pleaded.
“Ha…Haeeet…Yu…Yujin…”
Just once.
“I…I…Just…Did…To Tristia…”
If only I could feel the pleasure that Tristia felt.
“…Please…Please…Kill me…♥”
Belbert could have sold his soul.
