Volume 5 Chapter 12 Reminiscence ⑫
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Three conditions for the division of life:
To be naked with each other.
To use my blood as a medium.
…and to mutually agree and swear the oath.
“The problem lies there, huh…”
I sat beside my sleeping master, troubled. We were already naked, and a small cut on a finger would provide enough blood. But this mutual oath—this was something I couldn’t accomplish on my own.
Though I had boldly stripped off my clothes, my plan to heal her wounds with the magic of life division suddenly stalled.
“What on earth should I do…?”
I looked down at her naked form. Normally, her beauty would make my heart race, but now, with wounds scattered across her body and her right hand lost, it only pained me. My own desire was unmoved—thankfully, I was no pervert who would be aroused by a woman in such a state.
Still… without her agreement, I couldn’t use the magic. And knowing her stubbornness, I couldn’t imagine her nodding willingly.
That meant… I had no choice but to resort to an unusual method.
“Honestly, I don’t want to do this, but… it can’t be helped.”
I left the room briefly to prepare.
* * *
Some time passed.
”Mm… mmh… haah… haah…”
My master stirred, breathing heavily—perhaps the medicine’s effect was fading.
”Master…”
I wiped sweat from her forehead and looked closely at her face.
”Soyuz… you’ve been watching over me all this time?”
”Of course. Has the medicine worn off?”
She grimaced and nodded in response.
”Honestly… it’s because I’ve come to know the medicine’s effects…”
She shot me a reproachful glare.
”It’s better than not sleeping at all because of the pain. You’re seriously injured—please sleep quietly. Understood?”
”Yes, yes, I understand.”
When I spoke with a firmer tone, she pouted like a child. What a cute old lady.
At least for now, I’d secured her consent to take the medicine again. First hurdle cleared.
Now then…
”…Please take the medicine and sleep a little longer. You don’t have to wake up.”
Without waiting for her reply, I placed two pills into my mouth, swallowed some water, then pressed my lips to hers, forcing the medicine down.
”Mmm! …Mmm, mmh…”
Surprised by the sudden mouth-to-mouth, she opened her eyes wide but swallowed the medicine.
”To assault my sleeping… master in such a situation… really, what kind of disciple are you…”
Her expression was exasperated, yet there was a hint of amusement as she twisted her mouth.
”I apologize. Please forgive me for my first kiss.”
”That kind of thing is no excuse… I’ve taken that medicine again… tonight, I truly… can’t do anything…”
”Still planning to fight? Just leave everything to me.”
”I understand…”
”Is that understood? Leave everything to me, yeah?”
”Fine… then I’ll leave it all to you.”
Her voice was drowsy.
A trick like this would never work on a healthy person, but when I administered the medicine orally, I had slipped in another pill along with the dose.
It was a truth serum—a notorious concoction created by Vintenica-mama—forcing the user to answer any question and obey any command. A despicable tool of an unscrupulous wizard.
As expected, the master’s usual composure was gone. Pain-numbing medication clouded her judgment, making her unable to resist my instructions.
”Then, Master, allow me to heal you. Will you accept my life force?”
I cut my finger with a knife, letting blood drip freely. Gently, I mounted her on the bed and assumed a position above her.
Her face was fuzzy, melted, but she looked up at me and murmured—
”Unnh… please.”
She gave me a fluttering, delicate smile.
Then, our magical paths connected.
* * *
”Whoa… Ah, ah, ah… What is this?”
I gently touched the incision on her right arm with my blood-drenched index finger. The master’s expression shifted from surprise to a subtle recognition as she met my gaze. Perhaps the medicine’s effects had been nullified by the life-sharing technique.
I felt the familiar sensation of my own power being drawn away—and then—
A vague, stirring feeling welled up inside me.
My lower body’s other self suddenly surged with energy, growing larger and stronger.
I knew this feeling intimately.
It was desire.
Back when I performed this ritual nightly with Vintenica-mama…
My body would respond strongly, my heart would race, and I would feel a profound affection for Mama…
Though I hadn’t understood desire back then, now I knew exactly what it was.
Right now, that same overwhelming feeling was directed toward the master.
That said, I would never take advantage of her in this state—that would make me no better than the cruel patrons I had witnessed in the slave cottage as a child.
So—
”Haa… haa… Master…”
Struggling against the flood of sensation, I continued the life-sharing ritual.
”Soyuz… you drugged me, didn’t you?”
The master’s voice was laced with both accusation and something softer, her eyes half-lidded yet focused.
”I’m sorry, Master. I thought you wouldn’t accept me otherwise…”
I looked down at her, gently tracing the wound with my finger, though the reaction from my lower body pressed insistently against my abdomen betrayed my conflicted state.
”You drug your master, mount her, and… react like this? You’re an utterly hopeless disciple…”
Her tone was playful but carried a sharp edge. Then, to my surprise, she reached out and took hold of me firmly with her left hand.
”Ugh—!”
I cried out, helpless and startled. The master’s eyes narrowed, a faint smile playing on her lips.
”There’s no helping a hopeless apprentice… A punishment is in order, don’t you think?”
Her finger, coated with a clear fluid, traced lightly over me.
”What is this… You’re so bold, yet still so inexperienced.”
Her voice was low and teasing as she carefully moved her finger back, revealing more.
I gasped softly, overwhelmed by the sensation.
The master’s expression softened as she observed me.
”That once-bold apprentice is making such delicate sounds,” she said with a pleased smile, a blush coloring her cheeks.
”Soyuz… this is a punishment. Don’t expect to go unscathed tonight.”
She then grasped me gently and began slow, deliberate motions, producing a soft sound.
”Waaah!? Wa, wa! M, Master! Oh…”
I could do nothing but continue tracing the wound with my left index finger, as the ritual required, caught in the overwhelming feelings.
Seeing my struggle, the master’s expression softened into something rare and kind. She stood and faced me.
”M, Master…?”
Our labored breathing and the quiet rustle of movement were the only sounds in the room.
”Soyuz… please, touch my ear.”
Her voice was quiet, almost a plea.
”Eh? B, but Master… Elven ears…”
I hesitated.
”That’s exactly why I’m asking.”
Tears glimmered in the corners of her eyes, and her face was flushed with emotion. Her left hand continued the slow rhythm.
I could not refuse.
”I love you, Master… I love you deeply.”
I pressed my lips gently to her ear.
”No, who… said you could…?”
Her voice trembled as she responded, body shaking softly, an unspoken surrender in her movements. Then, as if to match my own urgency, she increased the pace of her touch.
I was powerless against the intensity building within me.
”Waaah!? It’s coming… something’s coming… Master, it’s happening!”
I recognized the overwhelming sensation surging from deep inside me.
Male beings release their essence to ensure the continuation of their lineage.
I had only heard this explained before, never experienced it firsthand. I knew it was meant to be intensely pleasurable…
But nothing prepared me for this.
Tears threatened to spill as the sensation consumed me, my voice rising involuntarily.
”Masterrr!”
”My dear Soyuz…”
The master’s eyes met mine with a gentle, forgiving smile—a motherly grace that calmed and encouraged.
”It’s alright… you may release yourself.”
Her permission was clear and tender.
A thick, warm, white fluid flowed from me, guided by her touch, words, and gaze—
And it adorned parts of my master’s body before me.
”Aah… Soyuz… You’ve given so much… Does it feel good, dear?”
Her eyes sparkled with delight as she trembled softly.
The moment I etched her tender, beautiful expression into my memory, my consciousness suddenly snapped—
Notes:
• Vintenica – She is a tall, slender magic user, appeared as the new mistress buying six boys, wearing a deep purple robe with her right half face hidden by a white mask, half beautiful young woman and half eerie with blood-red lips, mysterious and slightly frightening.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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