“Director?”
When I remained silent, Yurakne spoke up again.
Her voice sounded closer than before.
If I delayed any longer, she would surely try to open the door.
I hurriedly responded to her call.
“Is that you, Yura?”
Though I spoke hastily, my voice was as calm as ever.
Thanks to the power of the Smiling Man.
As I tried to engage her in conversation, I quickly ca up with an excuse to defuse the situation in my mind.
“What brings you to my room?”
“I was in the bathroom, and I keep hearing water sounds from downstairs.”
“Ah, it must have been a bit noisy.”
“No, it’s not that loud. I was just worried you might be overexerting yourself alone, considering you’re not feeling well…”
While we were talking, Reyna was still standing in front of , her hips thrust out.
Her slender waist, peeking out from under her flowing blonde hair, was trembling slightly.
The pink folds, exposed between her pale mounds, were twitching intermittently.
She seed quite nervous too.
“What, what should we do, Daddy?”
Fortunately, her mory and reasoning seed intact.
She could understand the need to avoid being caught by soone else while we were in the bath together.
To use the analogy of a ga and avatar, she was at risk of having her real-life information exposed to soone she t in the ga.
“Are you really okay on your own?”
“Yes, I can manage to get up with so support.”
I made up a story about treating my body with the steam from a hot water bath mixed with dicine.
Yurakne, who had been holding the doorknob, sighed and let go when I said the outside air shouldn’t get in.
“That’s too bad. I even changed into fresh underwear just in case…”
‘Underwear?’
Reyna seed to catch the implication of her words, widening her eyes and turning to look at .
I forced an awkward laugh and pretended not to notice her gaze.
“Let’s bathe together next ti. Just the two of us.”
“Th-then please let know the day before! I need to wash and get ready too.”
Wash?
I felt a strange sense of regret upon hearing that.
‘Since Yurakne had six armpits, her sweat sll was stronger than others’.
I liked that sowhat sour body scent…
Resolving to surprise her next ti we had an opportunity, I quickly wrapped up the conversation.
“Sure, if we get a chance.”
“Hehe, alright! Have a good night.”
I heard her close the door and leave.
Reyna sighed in relief and sank into the water.
After staring in the direction Yurakne had gone for a mont, she slid her hips between my legs, pressing closer to than before.
“We almost got caught.”
“Indeed. It was close.”
We sat there for a while longer.
After a mont, she looked at with a shy expression.
“P-please keep washing …”
She stood up again but I stopped her.
“Stay still.”
“But… how will you l-lick then?”
She blushed as she spoke.
Even for her, who had confidently requested to bathe together, it seed embarrassing to have lick her body.
Her reaction made feel oddly satisfied after being so startled by her demands earlier.
Embarrassed?
I felt the sa way, young lady.
I buried my nose in her hair and whispered in her ear.
“Daddy’s going to use magic. Will you close your eyes? It might be a bit creepy.”
Startled by my words, Reyna shut her eyes tightly.
Watching her, I laughed inwardly.
I see.
If she acts like a child, I can tease her like one.
Praising myself for discovering sothing new about her, I opened my mouth as wide as possible.
I intended to do the sa thing as before.
Using the only part I could move to wash her.
And this ti, I had an additional idea.
If I was going to modify it anyway, there was no need to limit it to its original form.
I could change its length and size at will.
I requested what I needed from the Evolution Research Institute and poured Debulroots liberally.
Before long, sothing resembling a long eel erged from my mouth. It was my tongue, writhing and crimson.
Like a snake, my tongue wrapped around her neck and slid downward.
She flinched, but when I reassured her, she leaned back against , relaxing.
Through the ‘extension of senses,’ I could actually feel as if I was licking her skin with my tongue.
It was quite a thrilling experience.
The other senses had a wide spectrum, from the minimal to the maximal.
But taste had never extended beyond the inch-wide area inside my mouth.
Now, that sense of taste was amplified dozens, hundreds of tis through the extended tongue, transmitted directly to my brain.
It was a pleasure that could never be felt with a normal body.
It was fortunate that there was the Smiling Man.
With my dopamine receptors numbed, I could maintain my composure in the face of any pleasure or fear.
Otherwise, I might have been so excited that I would have pounced on her.
I explored every inch of her body.
My tongue traced over the intimate areas she couldn’t reach herself.
I rembered earlier when she had neglected to wash the area beneath her breasts.
I split my tongue into two, each part wrapping around and massaging her breasts.
“Ah!”
Each ti I applied pressure, a soft foam erupted from my tongue, and she let out a moan.
I wasn’t sure to what extent the condition of being ‘clean’ needed to be t for the mission.
So I considered the usual concept of ‘washing’ and inserted my tongue into all the areas typically washed.
“Ngh!”
My tongue now surged between her buttocks and then between her thighs.
Embarrassed to clean there, she clamped her thighs together, rejecting my approach.
But when another end of my tongue reached her toes and teased between them, she let out a sob-like whimper and relaxed her thighs.
The waiting tongue seized the opportunity and delved into the gap.
“Ah… Ah… Ahhh!”
She resisted, shaking her body violently.
But my tongue didn’t relent, persistently rubbing every nook and cranny.
As my tongue stimulated her lower abdon and that place simultaneously, her hips jerked upward.
The water rose high, then shook violently, soon becoming calm again.
Like a beach after a typhoon, hot air lingered over the surface.
My tongue left a sticky saliva wherever it passed, emitting a fragrant fruit scent.
It secreted a special compound that cald the mind and body.
Perhaps the modification orders given to the Evolution Research Lab were too vague.
Or maybe I had provided more debulroots than necessary.
I had expected sothing akin to body wash, but the effect was too excessive.
Covered head to toe in my saliva, she gazed into space with a dazed look, as if drugged.
It seed her sensitive reactions were not just because she was naturally responsive.
“Hoo… hoo, hoo… ah, Daddy, ah…”
Reyna lay limp, her face flushed red.
I thought I should be more careful with drug-related modifications next ti as I retracted my tongue into my mouth.
Once the bathing was done, a quest completion notification appeared, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Earlier, I would have found this situation awkward.
But not now. I had my tongue.
I split the skin from my lower lip down to my neck and pulled out a larger, thicker tongue than the one used for washing her.
I also split the skin on my back, letting a similar large tongue grow there.
One side cradled Reyna’s body, while the other propped up as I crawled along like a grub.
Even in the ga, there were types of monsters that extended massive tongues through split skin.
It was a technique that could be called an application of the ‘palm mouth.’
Looking in the mirror, the form was horrifying.
It was like a human-shaped shell of Wonderstein carried on the back of a snail.
It was clear that wandering around in such a form would be impossible.
Ordinary people would faint, and even my companions who knew about my Biomancer abilities would be horrified.
It seed a wise choice to have made Reyna close her eyes.
I wiped off the water and mucus from Reyna’s body and dressed her.
Then, I carefully laid her down on the bed.
“Uung, Daddy…”
Was the four-year-old calling for or Simon in her dreams?
I retracted all my tongues back into my body, moved my arms, and placed the mask on her face.
The effect was imdiate.
The shadow disappeared from her traits section, and Persona appeared.
***
Reyna opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, muttering to herself.
“Was it a dream?”
A smile of mixed satisfaction and regret crossed her lips.
How embarrassing it would have been if it was real.
But how nice it would be if it was real.
She muttered to herself and turned her head.
And then she froze.
There was Wonderstein, looking at her with a playful grin.
“Huh?”
Wonderstein realized it was his turn to tease her and whispered to her.
“Did you sleep well, my dear? Hehe, doesn’t it feel refreshing to bathe with daddy?”
“Wha, wha, wha, what…?”
Scenes from her dream replayed in her mind one by one.
Her face turned beet red.
“Hehe, what’s the matter? Didn’t you enjoy my bathing service?”
“Aaaah!”
Reyna jumped out of bed and dashed toward the window, leaping outside.
Wonderstein burst into laughter as he watched her disappearing figure and then checked the ssage floating in the air.
[Reyna Maguire’s favourability has increased by 5.]
[A bonus effect is granted to ‘Persona: The Weeping Woman’ for reaching 15 favourability with Reyna Maguire. (Next reward at 30 favourability.)]
Having left the mansion, Reyna ran frantically.
She didn’t know where she was going.
She just moved wherever her feet took her.
She only realized she had co down the hill from the mansion when she was out of breath.
As she stopped and caught her breath, vivid mories of when the mask was removed ca rushing back.
No matter how much she closed her eyes and shook her head, she couldn’t shake them off.
‘What have I done? Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!’
Bathing with the Director?
Of course, she had been in her underwear in front of him before.
But that was only for a brief mont while changing clothes.
This ti was different.
Both of them were naked, and he even touched and licked her while washing.
‘Why did the Director do that! No, the Director couldn’t even move his body; it was all because I insisted… Ugh, what should I do now?’
If calling herself without the mask ‘another ’ would make her feel better, it would, but Reyna couldn’t deceive herself.
The person she was without the mask was indeed herself.
The feeling she had was more accurately described as losing control and rampaging rather than another personality taking over.
‘How am I going to face the Director? No, I have to see him…’
Either way, only the Director could remove this mask.
But she couldn’t live with the mask off.
The mont she took off the mask, she prioritized imitating a four-year-old over everything else.
After much deliberation until she returned to the Golden Carnival’s quarters, the conclusion was always the sa.
It was also the answer to the problem she had been contemplating for the past few days.
“You’re late.”
Simon was standing in front of her room.
He had co down from his room after seeing her enter the mansion.
He looked at her with cold eyes.
“I told you today would be the last day you get along with those kids. From tomorrow, rember that we’re competitors.”
A rigid tone with not a trace of parental affection.
In the past, she would have desperately tried to find love for her in his voice, but not anymore.
She knew the truth.
Reyna looked straight at him.
Until this morning, she wouldn’t have dared to muster such courage.
But maybe it was because she had just done sothing so absurd.
She was not afraid of anything.
“Director Simon.”
A flash of emotion passed through Simon’s eyes.
He noticed sothing different about Reyna’s attitude.
Seeing his bewildernt, Reyna resolved herself and opened her mouth.
TL Note: Okay this was a weird chapter
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