Chapter 385

〈 Chapter 385 〉 Part 1, Chapter 16, 20

I was taking a stroll on the White Phoenix Isle beach with Chang-yeom who had suddenly appeared. Putting aside how she managed to show up, I leisurely enjoyed her retreating figure as I walked ahead with my hands behind my back.

Her side ponytail pushed to one side revealed her neck, and her long hair flowed down past her waist, fluttering by her shoulders. Though she wore a teal veil like a cardigan, underneath was a swimsuit held up by thin white straps. My gaze naturally drifted downward.

“Pretty daring outfit there.”

“What about it? You’re drooling.”

“Totally.”

“Well then, my effort was worth it. Hehe.”

From behind, it almost seemed like she wasn’t wearing anything at all—her hips were practically bare save for a thin white strap across her pelvis that barely concealed what lay beneath. If not for that, one might suspect she wasn’t wearing anything below.

Swish.

Chang-yeom lowered the veil to cover herself from behind. The semi-transparent veil only partially hid her rear, drawing my eyes upward once more. She shrugged at me, revealing her shoulders.

“Why?”

“Just saying…you could’ve left it as is.”

“Hehe, you really want to see?”

“Hmm…how about I try taking it off myself?”

“You’re always in heat, aren’t you?”

Though Chang-yeom mocked me, it couldn’t be helped. After all, she was the one who showed up dressed like this—clearly designed to tempt anyone’s heart.

“Is this the same design as last time?”

“Last time?”

“Oh, you know. Baek Hee-a’s airship, right?”

“Ah…no, it’s different. Slightly modified.”

“And you won’t show me?”

“Yes. Too shy. Hehe.”

Too shy while refusing to show her front at all. But even just her back view was enough to get me worked up. To put it crudely—it was true. Below my black beachwear, something was already rising.

“So, since we’ve had our little feast for the eyes, let me ask: Is this your spiritual world?”

“Yes, correct. Impressive deduction.”

“No cube here, so unless you invited me, I couldn’t have entered. And this isn’t the real White Phoenix Isle either.”

Spreading my arms wide, I gestured around. This place, though resembling Baek Hee-a’s villa, was clearly distinct from the actual White Phoenix Isle. All traces of the bustling vacation crowd from earlier that afternoon had vanished, leaving only calm waves gently lapping against the sand.

“Why did you call me here? Because of Seok Harang’s synchronization?”

“Would it be okay if I said I just missed you?”

“In that case, I’m flattered.”

“Still as honest as ever, I see. Anyway, I also wanted to check on something. You seem overly worried about Seoyea, don’t you?”

Chang-yeom stopped in her tracks. As I tried to step forward past her, an invisible barrier blocked my path, preventing me from advancing beyond her heels.

Guess I’d have to look down from behind. Beneath the teal veil, Chang-yeom’s important areas were covered by nothing but thin white straps. Pulling the cardigan tighter, she glanced at me slyly.

“While someone is trying to help alleviate your worries, why are you so fixated on what I’m wearing?”

“My swimsuit style is a matter of great importance. What is it? A micro bikini? Frills? Stripes?”

“If you keep this up, I’ll switch to a rash guard.”

“That would be unacceptable. Sorry, retracting that thought.”

Chang-yeom was serious, and raising both hands in surrender, I took two steps back. Thanks to that, her lower half under the veil became even more visible.

“…Seriously. I called you here, and all you do is ogle.”

“The most beautiful sight in the world deserves some ogling. Understandable human desire.”

“I guess… Fine, keep looking. No plans to show you the front, though. So regarding Seok Harang, stop worrying.”

Chang-yeom said something strange. How could I possibly not worry?

“If Seok Harang reaches mythic status and tries to force himself on me, what then? Neither your body nor Seok Harang’s, or anyone else’s, should be violated.”

“There’s absolutely no need to worry. If you ‘truly’ reject someone, even if they’ve reached mythic status, there will always be a way to resist.”

“…But what if I’m not truly rejecting them and instead succumb to temptation?”

“Then it’d be consensual rough play, and we’d be done forever.”

“So you’re telling me to hold onto my resolve, even if I lose in battle. Got it. Something I can manage.”

Even amidst countless temptations, I’ve endured. However, Chang-yeom stared at me for a long time before scoffing and continuing her walk. Her black three-stripe sandals felt awkward, but their dark color made her white feet stand out even more.

“But did you really call me here just to say that?”

“Hmm, I wonder…why did I call you?”

“It wasn’t because you missed me, was it?”

I sensed it immediately. That mischievous smile of hers was undoubtedly planning some kind of prank on me. Just as our stroll ended at the edge of the beach, in front of a rock wall, Chang-yeom had no choice but to turn around.

“Not because I missed you…”

She placed her hand on the rock.

“But because I wanted to…?”

“Absolutely welcome. Good use of our vacation time. So, how do you plan to mess with me this time?”

I struck first intentionally. Chang-yeom smirked and wagged her finger at me. Her index finger moved away from the rock, hovering just below her armpit, giving me a teasing glimpse of her ample side.

“Oh dear, now that you mention it, I really did come for that…but apparently, I changed my mind.”

“Sorry.”

“Again with the apology? It cuts like a knife when you do that.”

“Again?”

Chang-yeom muttered something meaningful. Then she suddenly stiffened, sighing deeply.

“…Damn, looks like I’ll have to erase it again.”

“Erase? What are you talking about? Are you erasing memories after being with me?”

“Hehehe, hahaha!”

Chang-yeom leaned her forehead against the wall, laughing uncontrollably. I felt déjà vu from her laughter, along with a sense of despair and unease.

“Hey, you crazy woman! Did you erase memories after being with me?”

And simultaneously, vulgar words escaped my mouth—words that shouldn’t have come from me directed at Chang-yeom. She doesn’t tolerate insults.

“Hehe, weak this time. Last time, you were calling me names.”

“…”

Honestly, it rose to my chin.

“Bitch, how many times have you tricked me?”

“Admitting it so easily? Yes, I’ve been having fun with you and erasing the memories. Hehe, this memory might disappear too.”

“Man, you’re pushing it.”

Betrayal sent shivers down my spine.

“You know how much I want you, yet you go around enjoying yourself and erasing the memories. Is that it?”

“Of course. How embarrassing would it be for me to face you? Plus, watching you feel déjà vu each time is quite amusing.”

“Hey, give me back at least one memory. Let me dream about it.”

“Hmm, too many to choose from~”

Chang-yeom giggled and buried her head in the rock. Supporting her chest below with crossed arms, the triangular piece of white fabric beneath the straps caught my eye. She opened and closed her eyes dramatically.

“Actually, it’s a lie.”

“Doesn’t feel like it.”

“True, it’s a lie.”

“Hold on. What exactly is true here? That you erased memories, or that you didn’t?”

“Think whatever makes you happy. I gave it some thought—if I synced with a spirit and just left things be, that wouldn’t be right, would it? So, I decided to give you what you truly want. Just a sample.”

Chang-yeom adjusted her stance, slightly moving her legs. Leaning her hips backward as if inviting penetration, she pressed her thighs together from her knees to her lower back. Underneath, she wore a tight-fitting swimsuit material that clung to her skin.

Clearly changing the subject, but I decided to follow along.

“Can you see this?”

Chang-yeom waved her hand toward me, positioned between her crotch and thighs. Forming a perfect triangle, her hand greeted me from within the space.

“You’d die over Seoyea’s thighs, right? Hehe, since I successfully synced with her, I’ll allow this side.”

“…Well worth all the Light Blade couple’s trouble.”

I immediately stuck to Chang-yeom’s back, lowering my beachwear. My member was already burning hot, and through the triangular opening, Chang-yeom beckoned me with wiggling fingers.

“Shall I pull you in?”

“Not necessary.”

The act of direct penetration, or smata as it’s called, was something I’d already tried several times with Yuna. I firmly grabbed her plump hips from both sides. Disabling the protective magical barrier above her skin, I touched her flesh directly, starting with her buttocks. The squishy texture was just as expected. I lifted the thin white string nestled between her butt cheeks.

“I was thinking about this while walking behind you—wouldn’t this area expose the hole?”

“So what if it does? It’s just you anyway.”

“Fair point. But next time, please be careful. There are other swim skins besides this one, right?”

“Besides the default public skin, this is mine. Hehe, don’t worry about it and hurry up… Aren’t you going to embarrass me?”

“Nope.”

I gripped the middle of my shaft and aimed for the hole. Right above the hole, Chang-yeom’s mound was pressing against the swimsuit, showing its shape. Unfortunately, all she was granting me access to was the empty space between her thighs. I pushed the tip into that gap.

“Hmph.”

Chang-yeom pinched my glans with her index and middle finger like pincers and pulled slightly hard. Before I could properly feel her thighs, her fingers rubbing my glans had me losing control right from the start.

“Hehe, look at you getting sticky. Already in heat, huh?”

“Since the moment I entered this space, yeah, I’ve been in heat.”

“Hehe, then go ahead and enjoy as you wish.”

Chang-yeom released my glans and leaned back on the wall. With her permission granted, I adjusted my stance and slowly rubbed my member between her thighs.

Soft yet firm, her thighs cradled my shaft like a breast supporting it from below. As Chang-yeom squeezed her thighs slightly, pushing my member upward, my glans grazed her pubic bone through the swimsuit strings.

“Hmm…”

Chang-yeom deliberately tilted her head toward me and let out a moan. Her closed eyes and composed posture resembled someone savoring my member. In sync with the gentle rhythm of the waves, I slowly rubbed her thighs. It was so slow that Chang-yeom looked like she was on the verge of frustration.

“Hmph.”

Dissatisfied with the pace, Chang-yeom rolled her eyes. I bent forward and hugged her from behind. Although fully bending was difficult due to the thrusting, Chang-yeom performed an action Yuna never did.

“Is this position better?”

Standing on my instep, Chang-yeom straightened her body. Her shoulder brushed against my chest, and her flowing hair swayed just below me. She neatly aligned my hands, which were holding her hips, to her front. I wrapped my arms around her stomach in a reverse hug.

“Shall we walk slowly like this? Hehe.”

“You’re really…”

I lightly pressed her right hand resting on my stomach. Simultaneously, I stepped forward with my right foot, and Chang-yeom followed by placing her right foot on my instep.

Swoosh, swoosh.

The object wedged between Chang-yeom’s thighs naturally slid back and forth against her groin. Her mound settled atop my shaft, spreading apart to the sides. But the thin, elastic fabric refused to tear, acting like a barrier.

I grasped her stomach with my left hand again. Her slim waistline and perfectly graspable amount of belly fat provided clear signals for which foot to step with next. Had it been any slimmer, I’d probably only be able to gently stroke her flat abs.

“Hehe, perfect fit. Shall we continue strolling until up ahead?”

“…Why does it feel longer than when we came?”

“It’s an illusion. Hehe.”

An illusion, huh? Either way, it was a good thing for me. Rubbing my member between her groin and thighs, I carried her atop me and leisurely strolled along the night-lit beach, exchanging stories.