534 - Fixing Broken Things # 3

In my, Hassan's, life.

If I'm walking down the street and some pretty woman approaches me to ask for my number or suddenly starts showing interest.

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It was a certainty that there was some ulterior motive behind it.

There was a high probability it was either religious proselytizing or some kind of sales pitch.

If you follow a woman like that, a wooden club or a syringe appearing from somewhere would whack the back of my neck.

I could boldly assert that if I lost consciousness with an "Ugh," I'd wake up sold to a deep-sea fishing boat, forced to catch shrimp.

In fact, wasn't I approached by a woman from some "Evidence Tabernacle" cult and ended up falling into the Gaia continent? It pisses me off.

Then what about this case?

"Then, mate with me, right here."

A strange woman going beyond simple interest and trying to seduce me. This is undoubtedly bait for a trap.

It was certain that if I reached out, deceived by the sweet temptation, a steel-like snare would whip around my neck and take me down.

But even so, the beast known as a man is one that falls for it.

I knew that all too well.

Dugeun, dugeun-. Calming my heart that was pounding like a furnace, I asked back.

"By mating, do you mean... that?"

"Without even asking. Isn't it obvious that it's an act to create a child?"

So, can I take it that this Princess Nike is now telling me to have sex with her and is seducing me?

Even so.

We don't even know each other that well, and I feel like we need a few more steps. While I was hesitating, Nike grabbed my hand.

"I've never done it before either-. But I believe I shall be a woman who creates children quite well. Then, I shall take it that you have consented-."

Seureuk-.

Princess Nike leaned her lips toward me. I was so startled by the suddenly overlapping lips that I ended up stepping backward.

Then, I tripped over the leg of a desk or a chair and fell backward on my butt.

Kung-.

Princess Nike climbed on top of my fallen body and continued to press her lips against mine.

I was utterly bewildered by this moment that had suddenly developed into something between a man and a woman. Am I being raped right now?

It's an unavoidable force.

Seureuk-.

Then Princess Nike pulled her mouth away from my face. She then wiped her saliva-stained lips with the back of her white-gloved hand and spoke.

"Good, with this much. I must certainly be pregnant."

"Huh? What, what does that mean?"

"Bumping lips against lips to mate. Isn't that common sense?"

There are many things to be surprised about today.

I also pulled myself together from this bewildering emotion and stood up. There seemed to be dust on my butt, but that wasn't what I needed to worry about right now.

"So, according to what you're saying, Princess-nim, you're saying that by kissing each other, you have a child?"

"Yes. Matching lips is a sublime act. Through that, we share affection and cause a child to be created-. Is there a problem with my knowledge?"

"No, that alone wouldn't be enough...."

I felt like my vision was going dark. It's impossible to understand how such a thing is even possible.

Is she speaking sincerely?

Is she teasing me?

Is this another trap?

No, that expression is one that anyone can see is speaking the truth. I feel like there's no lie in that voice at all.

As I narrowed my eyes and groaned, Nike spoke.

"If this alone is not enough. Is there a problem with the frequency? Indeed, it would be strange to become pregnant with just one mating-."

Seureureuk-.

Nike approached me again. She then leaned her lips forward and pressed them against mine with a *jjok-*. Since it felt strange no matter how I thought about it, I put my tongue into her mouth.

Cheureureup-.

Then Princess Nike flinched as if truly surprised and pushed me away.

"What are you doing?"

"This is the correct process of mating."

I was a man who had governed the cycle of life and reincarnation. I had an obligation to overcome the low birth rate by teaching the correct process of conceiving life.

"The tongue, I see. So Mating (Exchanging Tastes) means we must mix our tongues. My head feels like it's floating; it's a strange feeling. My lower belly feels strange too. Am I truly pregnant now?"

Not even close.

In this situation, I have no choice but to ask.

"By any chance, may I ask where you learned how to make a child...?"

"I learned it from my Nanny. That we must match lips. And as for what comes after, she said she would tell me on the night before my wedding, should I ever marry."

"Hmm-."

"But, I see. Matching lips. And thus, mixing tongues was what it meant. It is an act that makes one feel quite embarrassed. I see why my Nanny did not tell me...."

I looked at Nike, whose white face was flushed bright red, and thought.

I heard that the North has many cold and desolate regions.

Because supplies and resources are scarce, asceticism is naturally praised as a virtue. Perhaps Nike's innocent ignorance stems from such a background?

Keeping someone sexually ignorant to ensure they maintain their purity.

If they open their eyes to sexual things and seek pleasure, a child will eventually be born. And if a child is born, there are more mouths to feed, making it harder to sustain life.

No, Nike is the daughter of the wealthy Borzak family, so is the feeling a bit different?

I felt a sense of will to raise her pure and undefiled. A conflict arose within me as to whether I should be the one to break this.

"By any chance, Princess Nike-nim, have you ever raised a dog or a beast?"

"Why do you ask that? I am raising a pair of wyverns. I even gave them the names Hindoongi and Nooroongi."

"Then have you ever seen those two mate?"

"I have. Are you talking about the male climbing on top of the female? It was a very beastly act."

"What if humans have to do something similar...?"

"...?"

At my words, Princess Nike's eyes widened. Then, she burst into a hearty laugh with a *pahahahat-*.

"Isn't such mating the behavior of savage beasts? We humans are the lords of all creation. We can possess a nobility that is far removed from such bizarre acts."

So, listening to her, she knows the mating behavior of beasts. But it feels like the logic connecting that to human behavior doesn't reach her.

So this is what happens when you raise a person in ignorance.

Thinking about how much secrecy, lies, and effort from the people around her went into cultivating her like a pure white snowfield, a laugh suddenly bubbled up from deep within my gut.

I want to tread on that snowfield.

Any man would naturally have such thoughts.

Just how sexually ignorant is she?

"Then, Princess Nike-nim. I'd like to check if the pregnancy was successful. Could you take off your armor for a moment?"

"My armor...?"

"Yes. Your armor. Just the upper body armor is enough. Since I'm going to try touching your breasts."

However, contrary to my thoughts, this time Princess Nike frowned and voiced a negative opinion.

"I heard that a mother's breasts are a place only children can touch? I heard that if a man is allowed to touch them, it brings bad luck and less breast milk will come out."

"From your Nanny?"

At this point, I'm curious about who the Nanny is. She must have been fucking laughing while saying that. A misty image of a hypothetical Nanny is drawn in my head.

This is a battle between the shield known as the Nanny and the spear that is I, Hassan.

To contaminate the information created by the Nanny, I spoke.

"But. Touching for a medical act doesn't bring bad luck, so it's fine. I'm just trying to diagnose you, Princess Nike-nim."

"...."

Princess Nike's brow furrows even more. She shouldn't have sexual knowledge.

Seeing her guard tighten, perhaps a woman's instinct to reject a man's touch is at work.

"Touching over your clothes is enough. Then there's no chance of bad luck."

"Over my clothes...."

I think I just need a little more.

To loosen this guard, to strip away the hard armor covering those breasts, I used a bit of a trick.

"Princess Friede already knew that much, of course. That's why I've tried touching Princess Friede's breasts before."

"Friede's-?"

"I thought you, Princess Nike-nim, would have naturally known this much as well."

"Y-yes, that's right-. Of course I know. I know more than Friede does. Then, fine. I shall permit you to take my pulse."

With Nike's permission, I unfastened the ties of the upper body armor that was compressing her chest.

It's just stripping off armor, but the symbolism is the same as stripping away her guards toward purity one by one.

Seureuk, teong-.

Her armor fell with a dull thud. Then, the breasts that had been hidden beneath, larger than a handful, were clearly revealed under the thin cotton clothes.

Holy shit.

As expected of a Northern princess.

Eating only good things, receiving good care, and being raised so that no one's hand could reach her-was it okay for me to touch this fruit with my dirt-stained hands?

"What are you doing? Hurry and check if the pregnancy was successful. I am a busy person. I must have a meeting with the Royal Army soon."

At Princess Nike's urging, I slowly reached out my hand. And then I grabbed those large breasts with my hands.

Molkang-.

They were breasts that even my wide palms could not fully cover. Cotton clothes and underwear were blocking the space between her and my hand, but the sensation could not be hidden.

These were truly a princess's breasts.

National treasure level.

"How is it-. Does it feel like you can tell if I'm pregnant...?"

Malkang, malkang-. As I was squeezing her breasts, Princess Nike's expression was quite peaceful. Are her senses a bit dull because her breasts are large?

I had expected a dramatic reaction like moaning. I felt a bit of disappointment along with a surge of competitive spirit.

"Well. When you become pregnant, your breasts will develop to give milk to the child. I'm not sure yet. It feels like it might have failed...."

"The pregnancy, failed...?"

"Then, let's try Mating (Exchanging Tastes) one more time. If we touch your breasts while mating, we can immediately confirm the pregnancy."

"Ugh-?"

I kissed her while touching the princess's breasts with one hand. This time, I put my tongue in from the start and tasted the inside of her mouth.

"Ha. Heuu...."

Princess Nike trembled slightly with her mouth open as if she were giving her mouth entirely to me. Is it awkward and embarrassing? The breath getting hotter while kissing is very exciting.

"Th-this is a strange feeling-. This feeling is...."

"Be quiet."

"Eung, eueueup-. Haeu-."

Mallang, malkang-.

Even amidst that, my hand was continuously touching her breasts.

These breasts, overflowing and about to burst in my hand, are not a sensation I'd get tired of even if I touched them all day.

As I was tasting the soft flesh with my hand, I slowly moved my fingers and grabbed the nipples that were prominent enough to be clearly seen even through the cotton clothes.

"Eung-!"

Princess Nike's body trembled violently as if she had been electrocuted. Even if she's sexually ignorant, it's only natural that pleasure comes when the nipples are touched.

To think I have to touch this only over clothes.

I misspoke. Should I try making another excuse and change my words even now?

"Haeu, eung, eu, heuu, is the, is the examination still far off...? I feel, a bit, strange. Hurry.... I'm out of breath too...."

Princess Nike looked like she was struggling with the continuous kissing. She must be having a hard time breathing. So I pulled my lips away for a moment and spoke.

"I'm not sure. I think I'd know immediately if I touched the bare skin."

"Bare skin...? You just said that over clothes was enough...."

"Yes, that's true. But in Princess Friede's case, I touched her bare skin."

At my words, Nike's body tensed up.

"Touching Princess Friede's breasts. Does that mean she also tried to become pregnant with your child? Does it mean you mated like this?"

Not even close. I shouldn't say no, right?

"Yes, although the pregnancy failed, of course. It seems she did not possess enough qualifications to conceive a divine child."

The lies are just fucking flowing out. Is this how Paranoy feels? They say a Nymph takes after their master. Paranoy's lying might truly take after me.

I slowly put my hand under the cotton clothes below her belly button and felt her skin. And then I spoke leisurely, as if to drive it home.

"But, Princess Nike-nim, you seem to have enough qualifications, unlike Princess Friede. In many ways-."

"That is only natural-. I am Nike.... Borzak...!"

That competitive spirit is fun.

My hand went beyond her smooth and elastic belly and now climbed up her side to face something huge.

The bra-style underwear was a bit bothersome, but when I put my hand in from below and went up. I felt the large breasts soaked in sweat. And the nipples that were more prominent than ever.

When I grabbed it with my index finger and thumb and rolled it around.

"Eu-, heuu...."

A rather sweet moan came from Nike's mouth.

"How do you feel? I'd like you to explain it in words. Because the success of the pregnancy depends on your reaction. You must tell me the truth."

"The, the feeling is.... From below my belly button, it feels like I'm floating.... My body is strange.... The back of my head, my waist, it feels chilly like when I was hit by lightning magic.... My breasts too, ugh, I'm out of breath...."

Kkuuuuk.

Nike's hand grabbed my forearm. Her grip was quite strong, and I was also excited by her undeniable reaction.

My cock is about to burst through my pants.