Liana was once a hero who played a crucial role in the African Demonic Realm frontlines.
She’s been through thick and thin, surviving it all.
Having experienced all sorts of outrageous events, she’s capable of responding to most situations with composure and coolness.
– Gwaaaah…
“Ugh… Hmph, just… hold on… for a moment…”
But not now.
Her head, which should be calm and collected, was filled with a jumbled mix of emotions.
Despite her will, her mouth couldn’t help but let out some regrettable sounds.
So, Liana tightly shut her lips.
Finally, she cautiously opened her tightly closed eyes and looked down.
[Soft]
[Gigantic]
[Breast? Cow]
[Question]
[Happiness]
A pair of white hands tightly grasping her breasts kept on moving.
Those hands were quite small and delicate compared to her massive body.
Even with two such small hands, it was impossible to grasp all of that flesh.
Yet, seemingly oblivious to that, the hands continued to squeeze with great concentration, refusing to cease.
As the hands moved, the flesh squished, and the tingling sensations flowed one after another, lessening but still there.
“Ugh, hm…”
Lee Ha-yul had shown interest in Liana’s breasts before.
In China… the younger and broken Lee Ha-yul would play with Liana’s breasts to calm down whenever taking his medication.
Even when he trembled in fear while trying to sleep, once he nestled against Liana’s arm, he would instantly relax and fall soundly asleep.
Even when he came out with a single horn on his forehead, he would laugh innocently while squeezing her breasts.
Calling Liana a cow or a cerberus, he jabbed playfully with no malice…
“Haa…”
The stimulation now was much stronger than back then.
Even now, her breasts were cute enough, but with Lee Ha-yul’s grown-up hands squeezing them, the sensation intensified.
It seemed there was something more than just that.
In a more fundamental way, Liana’s body seemed to respond to Lee Ha-yul’s touch, turning her face red.
“Hey… student? You’re being good, right? Now, let’s just… take your hands off…”
Anyway, if this pleasure keeps piling up, it seems like good times are not in store.
Liana subtly smirked, allowing her hands to drop.
Lee Ha-yul, distracted by her chest, didn’t even care about brushing his hair back.
With one hand supporting her lower back, he continued to gently pat her bottom.
Though he has never had or raised a child, he seemed to be mysteriously acquiring strange skills…
[Uh…]
[Rejection]
[Happiness]
[Satisfaction]
“Oh dear…”
Now he was even throwing a tantrum.
As Liana tried to stop him, he whined and buried his face deeper into her chest.
His arms, wrapping around her back, seemed to reject separation, shaking his head stubbornly.
“Why are you acting so spoiled all of a sudden… Did a bad memory come back or something?”
His breaths gathered in the space between her breasts making her squirm.
Though he wasn’t drunk, the alcohol had made his already heated body even hotter.
With every breath he took, the thin fabric clung to her, almost feeling damp even against her underwear.
With the heat radiating from his body and his ragged breaths, it was as if he were intoxicated.
Was it possible he was searching for her chest out of instinct due to drunkenness?
‘…Is it possible this is some drunken habit of his?’
…That’s concerning.
Beyond just being a simple crime, if Lee Ha-yul ever went outside, it would really be a huge problem.
If he went around looking for women to hug while whining… how many could actually refuse him?
It would probably be quite the hit, and lots of people would be tempted to take him in…
[Doesn’t smell]
[Doesn’t smell like milk…]
[It’s really big]
[Question]
“Well, that’s because milk isn’t coming out. No, it should have some scent to it at least… right?”
While pondering what to do, a strange question came out.
Lee Ha-yul, who had buried his face in her abundant flesh, began to look disappointed.
Liana, troubled by his question, sighed and patted his white hair.
“Ugh… really, are you going to take responsibility for this? I’m a woman too, you know… Ah, let’s just… take your hands off for now…”
[I will take responsibility…]
“Well, that’s a good thought. Responsibility… responsibility… what? Huh?”
Liana’s words trailed off.
Had she just heard what she thought she heard?
Liana, doubting her own ears, lowered her head.
As she did, her gaze met Lee Ha-yul’s, who had popped up from her chest.
His face flushed with heat and beads of sweat, his eyes unfocused yet somehow seemed to be directed at Liana.
[I will protect you]
Click-click.
The sound of metal clanging echoed from her embrace.
A confession necklace.
The effect of it conveys the silent whispers of the wearer’s heart…
Liana and those around her had recently begun to suspect something was off with its ability.
Sometimes it clicked, and other times it scraped like metal against metal…
At times, it felt like emotions were leaking through in the sound…
[Stay with me]
It wasn’t an illusion.
Liana could feel Lee Ha-yul’s emotions… his heart pouring out from that sound.
He would be responsible.
He would protect her from the disasters to come.
He would do whatever it takes to shield Liana from any threats that might arise.
[Professor, I like you…]
He liked Liana.
[Let’s keep being together…]
So, please stay by my side from now on…
Though the meaning wasn’t conveyed, the resolve in those feelings struck straight into Liana’s mind.
“Uh, uh…?”
Responsibility, protection, affection, a future partner…
Lee Ha-yul might not know what he truly felt, but to Liana, it was suspiciously a very complex, yet easy to misunderstand message.
Thus, with both her body and mind frozen in place, Liana couldn’t stop the hands that were returning to her chest.
*
Her head hurt.
It felt like someone was tapping in a small nail and gently pushing it down in her mind.
Her head felt as if it was filled with carbonated hot liquid…
‘Ugh, ugh…’
Choi Ji-yeon’s brow furrowed in discomfort.
A violent hangover made her involuntarily moan.
‘Ah, I can’t be swept away…’
The drunken competition between Hong Yeon-hwa and Professor Atra…
When Lee Ha-yul’s whining caused an unusual silence, she couldn’t help but silently laugh.
Before she knew it, she had been caught in the brawl.
Liana, seemingly unaffected, had laughed and raised her own bottle while Baek Ahrin had sneaked in enthusiastically.
Hong Yeon-hwa and Atra were the main competitors from the start.
The remaining were Elia and Choi Ji-yeon.
However, since Elia was holding Lee Ha-yul, her arms were tied up, rendering her absent.
Among the sober ones, Choi Ji-yeon was the only one without a drink in her hands.
Everyone else lifted their bottles and stole glances at her.
In response, Ji-yeon also scrambled to grab a drink, getting swept away.
‘Sigh…’
It’s been too long since she drank, and this was excessive.
By the time the competition heated up, she should’ve followed Baek Ahrin, but her nerves got the better of her and she couldn’t leave…
Now, feeling the full effects of the hangover brought great regret.
‘Where am I… Was I sprawled on the sofa? My neck hurts… I want to lie down on a bed…’
After checking the mansion earlier, there were indeed many rooms.
They were all splendidly furnished for immediate occupancy.
It seemed like any room would be fine for a quick nap.
‘It’s probably late, so I’ll just crash for now… and explain myself tomorrow…’
“Ahhh…!”
“…!?”
At that moment, a sweet moan filled her ear, causing Choi Ji-yeon’s body to jerk.
Her fuzziness was jolted by the stimulating sound.
“Ah… ugh… sleep, uh… huh…?”
As her body tried to involuntarily leap, continuous moans followed.
‘Uh, uh…?
The pounding headache seemed to vanish.
No, it was pushed aside by an even bigger shock.
Question marks and exclamation points danced in her mind.
That moan, filled with pleasure and ecstasy… it was a voice she found oddly familiar.
‘Professor Liana…’
Ji-yeon had never attended a lecture by Professor Liana herself.
Her first encounter was through Lee Ha-yul.
But even before that, she had heard of Liana’s name.
Unlike her nominal title as a high-level hero, she was genuinely renowned as one of the best in the Great Army, a rare elemental sorceress.
Additionally, she had an elegant appearance and a soft smile that always lingered around her.
Her friendly and warm nature contrasted sharply with her voluptuous physique.
She could be confidently counted among the beauties even among superhumans… she was a powerful and stunning being.
“Ugh… ah… ahhh…”
‘W-what…?’
Choi Ji-yeon slowly lifted her eyelids.
Her narrowed eyes scanned the room hastily.
Hong Yeon-hwa and Atra were passed out on the table.
Where was Baek Ahrin? She was supposed to be right across from her but could not be seen.
Elia was also absent.
As she strained her gaze back to the source of the moans…
‘Huh…’
Ji-yeon swallowed.
On one of the elongated sofas in the room, Liana lay down.
She had her arm over her face, breathing heavily.
– Gwaak…
“Ahhh…”
‘Huh, huh…’
Sitting on Liana’s abdomen was Lee Ha-yul, rubbing her breasts.
Regardless of Ji-yeon’s shock, Lee Ha-yul kept moving his hands.
Even lying down, Liana’s massive bulk was prominent.
As he continued to move around, her clothing seemed to shift scandalously.
He pressed his weight down as if to enjoy the softness above, lifting as if gauging its size.
“Ugh… ahh…”
‘Oh my God…’
Liana seemed to permit his teasing.
Her free hand rose, stroking Lee Ha-yul’s head gently, and through the pleasure, a maternal smile flickered…
And then…
As Lee Ha-yul’s hand gripped the main source of her breast, squeezing as if to extract something, she let out an ecstatic moan.
“Ugh… ahh…!”
Just like that sweet moan that had shocked Ji-yeon just moments ago, Liana’s body writhed.
Her bent legs squirmed as if trying to escape while her upper body surged upward.
“Uh, ahh…”
Blocked by Lee Ha-yul, her lower half was stuck, as though milking something, her torso lifted…
At that moment, her arm that had covered her face fell slack, revealing Liana’s features.
‘…!’
As their eyes met, Ji-yeon was startled and quickly shut her eyes, only to reopen them in confusion.
Liana’s eyes were wide open.
Yet, they didn’t connect.
The emerald green spark in her eyes was lost; now they trembled without focus, hazy with clouded desire.
From her half-open mouth, a thin trail of drool dripped down…
‘Uh…’
More intense than Ji-yeon’s imagination…
This vulgar and lewd sight made her swallow countless times, the heat rising in her flushed face.
“Ahh…”
The sticky moan clinging to her ear muddled Ji-yeon’s head.
Liana’s arm hung limply.
Smothering her face into the immense softness of Liana’s chest, every rubbing of it produced the most provocative sounds imaginable…
‘I-I thought Lee Ha-yul was… Hong Yeon-hwa’s lover…? Why?’
Calling him a womanizer might not be right.
In this world where polygamy is possible, many superhumans have multiple wives or husbands.
Even Ji-yeon’s mother was among them.
Taesan’s head family member, Lee Jia, had two husbands, and Ji-yeon was the child of the first one.
‘But… Hong Yeon-hwa is supposed to become head of the house… head of the house… No, this isn’t right… Thinking back, Ahrin too… And Elia, a junior… That sharp professor as well… is she a mentor? Snuggling up all cozy… uh, oh…’
Her thoughts spiraled chaotically, muddled by the alcohol, making her head feel like it might burst.
The previously calm eyes of Ji-yeon spun around…
– Whee…
“…Oh my?”
It was around that time Baek Ahrin walked in.
As she entered the room, blinking her eyes in disbelief.
The humid warmth filled with sticky air and the occasional erotic moan…
Then she spotted Lee Ha-yul perched atop Liana, manipulating her breasts.
“Oh my?”
She blinked again, her eyes now wide open.
Striding over, she slipped her hands under Lee Ha-yul’s arms, effortlessly lifting him up.
[Question]
[Floating feeling]
[Rejection]
[Sensation…]
“Why are you fondling another woman’s breasts?”
[Soft]
[Coolness]
Baek Ahrin pushed Lee Ha-yul’s hands away and pressed her own chest against him.
[?]
Unsure what was happening, Lee Ha-yul cocked his head with confusion.
Then instinctively, with both hands, he squeezed her ample form too, unable to resist.
Ji-yeon’s shoulders slightly trembled.
*
Lee Ha-yul → Liana Velus
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