Chapter 465

〈 Chapter 465 〉 Part 1, Chapter 19, 2

“Hmm… Quite sturdy?”

The woman with blue hair—Chang-yeom—poked my glans with her white index finger. She pressed the soft part of the glans with her fingertips and gently scratched it with her sharp nails.

“Pfft, so squishy.”

Chang-yeom squeezed my glans up and down with her claw-like hand. I could only feel the sensations, unable to utter a single word. It was as if I were experiencing a doctor’s visit, following Chang-yeom’s every lead.

“Warm and…”

While playing with my glans with one hand, Chang-yeom grabbed my shaft like a handle with the other. Each awkward yet systematic movement drove me insane.

“Hehe, isn’t this what you did with Yuna in your first scene?”

Chang-yeom looked up at me as if reading my thoughts, gently rubbing the tip of my glans with her fingers. Not long after she began touching me, transparent pre-cum started dripping from my glans.

“Hmph.”

Whistling softly, Chang-yeom extended her tongue,

Lick.

She slowly swiped a drop of pre-cum onto the tip of her tongue. That single lick made me want to immediately rise up and please Chang-yeom.

“Hmm… The taste is rather peculiar. Yuna said it was incredibly delicious, claiming it tasted like custard cream. All lies! She must’ve been lying just to make you happy, right? Pfft.”

That’s entirely possible. Semen tasting like custard cream? Does that even make sense?

“But if it’s me, I can eat it even if it doesn’t taste good, you know? Just wait a moment, let me cast a magic spell.”

Chang-yeom grabbed my cock with both hands and moved it back and forth. While doing so, she whispered near the tip of my glans.

“Make it taste good—”

Her somewhat childish act was so funny it made me feel utterly exasperated. Now I understood why I had hidden these memories. Of course, I couldn’t continue that thought for long.

Lick, Lick.

Chang-yeom swept her tongue up and down, licking the pre-cum.

“Hehe, I’ve turned everything coming out of your body into strawberry flavor.”

Chang-yeom proudly told me while blinking her eyes. She seemed to be asking for praise, so I wanted to reach out and pat her head. But my body, except for my lower half being teased by Chang-yeom, couldn’t move an inch.

“Alright then.”

Chang-yeom brushed her hair away from her ear with one hand and closed her mouth. Holding my cock upwards towards the sky, Chang-yeom slowly dripped saliva onto it.

“Beeh.”

The droplet of saliva from Chang-yeom’s tongue moistened my entire penis. Not satisfied with that, she moved her hands like shaping pottery, spreading her saliva all over from the glans to the base. Soon, my member was glistening with her saliva.

“What do you think about spreading strawberry jam on a hard baguette?”

I’ll start doing that from today. Did she read my mind? Chang-yeom smiled and slowly took my cock into her mouth.

“Mmm…”

Although she boldly took it in, she seemed unsure how to move next. If I were leading, I would have grabbed her head and guided her, but Chang-yeom wanted to move on her own for now.

“Aah.”

Chang-yeom began tapping the air like she was holding a popsicle stick with my glans. Streams of magical fire leaked out, creating hologram-like illusions of Aruel serving me—Baek Cheonghwa—on her knees.

“Private lessons in fellatio, can I take them express? Hehe.”

Chang-yeom sat before me in the same pose as Aruel. Kneeling with her hands demurely placed on her knees, she waited reverently with my glans still in her mouth.

Lick, Lick.

In the illusion, Aruel began caressing my cock by turning her head. Following Aruel’s movements awkwardly, Chang-yeom started sucking my cock.

“Lick, Hm, Suck.”

She wrapped it with her tongue, licked the whole thing, and lightly sucked the glans. Although initially clumsy, by watching Aruel out of the corner of her eye, within three minutes, her technique rapidly improved to almost match Aruel’s level.

“GGGghhh.”

Chang-yeom’s cheeks caved in. My cock felt squeezed as if tightly compressed, and her warm, elastic cheeks felt like fingers gripping both sides.

“Pffft.”

Chang-yeom exhaled a sigh of relief, the warmth enveloping my glans. Looking up at me with a smile, she flicked her finger to the side.

Pfft, Pfft, Pfft!

On the opposite side of Aruel, Raon was crying profusely while diving her head into my cock. In the illusion, I stood with my hands behind my back, while Raon pushed her lips all the way down to the base, thrusting it deep into her throat.

Gulp, Gulp.

Chang-yeom began slowly devouring my cock. With each bite, she moved her head up and down. As if letting me feel her entire mouth through the glans, she moved her head, allowing me to experience her palate, tongue, and cheeks.

I wish I could feel her tongue more…

Ah. Did you just think you wanted to feel my tongue more?

Chang-yeom bit my cock gently with her teeth. Pressing the firm part of the shaft above the glans up and down slightly, the stimulation heightened my sensitivity. Biting and stimulating with teeth was Penril’s specialty.

Let’s save that for later. Feel this first.

“GGGgk, Pfft, Huff.”

Chang-yeom kept swallowing the pre-cum streaming from my glans. Since she claimed to have changed it to strawberry flavor, it was like she was drinking through a thick and long straw for her.

I’m going crazy.

It felt as if Aruel and Raon were sucking me off simultaneously. Within just ten minutes, Chang-yeom had mastered the techniques of two people to perfection, leaving me unable to hold back my climax.

“Ah, looks like you’re about to cum?”

Chang-yeom pulled her mouth off my penis and quickly moved her hands up and down. The technique of interlocking her fingers and rapidly shaking them back and forth was one Nurri often used when impatient.

Puerrrrr!!

Supporting the urethra with her thumb and scratching the top with the rest of her fingers crossed, Chang-yeom’s hand movements brought me to my limit. Swiping her tongue across her lips while moving her hands several times per second, she smirked.

“You like having it all received orally, right… But you know what?”

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I had to cum as she moved her hands. At the moment she anticipated my orgasm, she twisted her thumb stimulating the urethra and slightly tilted my cock upwards.

Swish, Swish, Swish!

The powerful jets of white, sticky semen splattered all over Chang-yeom’s face. A droplet landed on her forehead and trickled down her nose, while the semen resting on her lips slid toward the corners of her mouth as she smiled.

Lick.

Chang-yeom licked the semen with her tongue,

Smack.

Kissing the tip of my glans like stamping a seal with her lips, we shared our first kiss through my cock.

“Was it good?”

Without bothering to wipe the semen off her face, Chang-yeom looked up at me and grinned. It felt absolutely incredible. I wanted to preserve this moment forever. All I could think about was sleeping eternally with Chang-yeom.

“Then… Let me tell you something…”

Standing up while holding my cock, Chang-yeom met my gaze.

“I’m going to take your memory of this. From now on, we’re going to do something even better, okay?”

What is she talking about? I couldn’t understand what Chang-yeom meant. Chuckling, she raised her hand to snap her fingers.

“Something the others can’t do. I thought this might be fun too.”

Chang-yeom gently stroked my head with one hand and smiled softly.

“I’ll take the memory of being with me. In your mind, there will only be the result that ‘we did it.’ Hehe. If that happens… won’t you always be sharing your first time with me? No matter if we do it 100 times or 10,000 times, you’ll always be tasting me for the first time. Hehe.”

Chang-yeom whispered into my ear.

“So here’s the question… How many times have I eaten you already?”

Snap.

With the sound of snapping her fingers, my consciousness flew away amidst flames.

…The last thing I remember is that Chang-yeom’s nipples were prominently sticking out under her clothes.

* * *

At the time Phoenix was asleep.

Outside, chaos erupted. Except for Phoenix, the six spirits gathered urgently at the Blue Wind Sect’s Yeouido headquarters in Seoul. It wasn’t just about Phoenix; it was mainly due to the impending signs of destruction approaching moment by moment.

“Are you serious, Izze?”

Seok Harang spoke first. The information was too hard to believe, and he hoped it was a lie.

“It’s not a lie.”

Yun Yuhwa shook his head firmly. Karná sitting beside him added.

“The data transmitted via NASA and Oracle confirms it. Seongju has just departed Mars. They’re coming soon.”

“That means…”

“Two weeks.”

Baek Hee-a calculated the arrival date based on the speed of the vessel Seongju was aboard.

“November 30th. End of the month.”

“Terrifying.”

Hydra twirled her hair and snickered.

“Master Seongju has departed from Mars. Of course, I’m not worried at all, right? Isn’t that correct, Hwanryong?”

“……With the personnel here, we can defeat Seongju.”

The only one who retained complete memories from Tera, Hwanryong, made a cold judgment.

“No, any synchronized entity can defeat Seongju. Unless that wretched condition exists.”

“Polluted Chang-yeom purified?”

Xiao Lin recalled something Hwanryong often mentioned, causing the others to nod.

“Hey, there’s one thing I don’t understand.”

Yuina, who had been staring blankly, raised her hand.

“So, summarizing everyone’s opinions, Spirit Chang-yeom and the beloved officer Phoenix are separate entities?”

“Not exactly, um, ahem. We don’t love Geuma or anything like that…”

Seok Harang scratched his head nervously, flustered by Yuinah’s straightforward misunderstanding. The others were also quite taken aback.

“…Setting aside the term ‘love’ for now, yes. This is something I can confidently say. The current person isn’t Chang-yeom. The spirit suspected of regression isn’t Spirit Chang-yeom but this individual, right? Ji Ryun, Angu, do you see her as Chang-yeom?”

“……Ji Ryun says that since the moment they revealed their male form, it hasn’t been her.”

“Absolutely not.”

Hydra and Angu compared the male form they encountered against their memories of Spirit Chang-yeom. They were certain that such behavior couldn’t be faked, and Hwanryong concluded to assist their understanding.

“The one currently active is Phoenix. So… the commanding officer’s personality? Thinking of it that way works. She’s using Chang-yeom’s body, switching between female form, monster form, and some kind of male form. Miss Yuina, does that clarify things?”

“How do you know all this so well?”

Karná interrupted, cutting in.

“Because I heard it directly.”

Hwanryong’s confession made the others uncomfortable.

“Why didn’t you say it sooner?”

“Because the person didn’t want to reveal it.”

“Then why are you telling everything now? Did the person say it’s okay now?”

Yun Yuhwa pointed at the ceiling. Above the meeting room where they were staying in the hotel, the very subject lay quietly asleep in bed, caught in heated gossip.

“Even though the person has been sleeping for over a day?”

“…They entrusted it to me from long ago. I know best among everyone.”

“Then how do you know so much? Did you secretly talk with Geuma?”

Seok Harang emitted a frosty aura while glaring coldly at Hwanryong. Though they had tacitly agreed not to flare tempers or challenge each other, instincts sometimes got the better of them.

“So, even I didn’t hear about it.”

“Me neither.”

“Why did the person only tell Hwanryong? An explanation is necessary, right?”

And with Seok Harang opening the discussion, others began pressuring Hwanryong one by one. Xiao Lin remained silent, while Hwanryong stood tall and declared.

“I tried to possess Phoenix’s body and ended up getting my skull cracked by Chang-yeom in the spiritual world.”

“Figures.”

“Agreed.”

Upon hearing this, Karná and Angu immediately nodded in agreement, leaving Seok Harang perplexed.

“…If it’s Phoenix, then it’s not Spirit Chang-yeom, right?”

“That’s right.”

“But didn’t someone say Phoenix needs to die to deal damage to Seongju? Something about resurrection… isn’t it?”

“……Resurrection will happen. When Phoenix’s personality dies, it will be replaced by Spirit Chang-yeom.”

“…….”

An uncomfortable silence enveloped everyone. Unlike Kim Penril and Jeolpung, the idea of Phoenix disappearing and being replaced by an entirely unknown entity, Spirit Chang-yeom, unsettled them all.

“I should go ask directly.”

Seok Harang stood up first. Others followed suit.

“Let’s wake her up and ask directly. Last time, she casually mentioned something about spilling everything, didn’t she?”

Seok Harang led the way up the stairs, with the spirits and their partners following. Their steps were unhindered, and they quickly reached the door leading to the penthouse. The sign on the penthouse entrance still read “No Entry.”

“Can anyone sleep in these times?”

Seok Harang extended his hand toward the doorknob.

“What is this? Are you all planning a group attack now?”

The eleven women flinched and swallowed their saliva upon encountering the towering giant who appeared with a flash of his head.

“What, can’t you leave someone alone who wants to sleep deeply before the end of the world? Just let him be.”

“Not you again, old man…”

“I’m ordered to turn back anyone who comes to disturb until the master wakes up. Deputy #2 reporting for duty.”

Jo Deokbae yawned while furrowing his brows.

“Call Cheon Gaeul before heading back downstairs… Please. You’ve all come individually at least three times each earlier, and now you’re gathering to come en masse without even breaking the barrier… Every time you knock on the door, I get knocked out. Every death causes my hair roots to burn, and my front hair really isn’t growing back anymore.”

Jo Deokbae was genuinely exhausted.

“Just go downstairs… Consider it saving one bald guy…”

“……”

They decided to go downstairs and wait below.