551 - Marriage is a Community of Fate! #3

Nemea licked my belly.

And Luna slapped Nemea's cheek.

Nemea, having been slapped by Luna, had a torn lip and was bleeding.

That was the summary of what had just happened.

It's fucking surreal, but it's real.

Nemea said.

"The Saint of Juno and my friend are connected-. To temporarily break this connection-. It's faster if I intervene-. With saliva-. By licking-."

According to Nemea, Gloria and I were like sugar and water melting into each other.

If we touched in our current state, we would both melt into a gooey mess, and there was no telling what would happen.

And to stop that, even for a moment, Nemea said she needed to lick me.

Of course, Luna seemed unable to understand this situation.

"...Lies-! Why, why does Nemea need to lick Hassan-! In fact, you're after Hassan, aren't you-!?"

"What are you talking about-."

"You've always asked me this and that about Hassan-! I had a strange feeling about it. As expected, as expected, you were after Hassan-! You vixen-!"

"A vixen, you say-. I'm closer to a Cat-. Anyway-. I'm currently half a Monster from an external force-. By thinly spreading the saliva of a Monster with dense magic power on the body-. A barrier can be formed-."

"Grrrgh...."

"This too-. Luna, my future bride-. It's a considerably softened method for you-. The best method is-. For my friend and I to copulate-."

"Th-that's even worse-!"

Luna was almost going crazy.

They say 'marriage blue' is when a bride and groom about to get married experience depression or sudden mood swings, don't they? Luna seemed to be in a similar state.

Since Luna is pink, it must be 'marriage pink'.

"You, Luna, who learned sorcery, should know that my words aren't lies-."

"Grrrgh...."

"Don't be stubborn-. Even at this very moment-. A precious man's body-. Might be slowly melting and disintegrating-."

I felt Luna melting at Nemea's snake-like tongue. Had Luna also realized there was no other way?

"Grrrgh.... Th-then just a little-."

Luna reluctantly replied, like a child grudgingly offering just one bite of a freshly opened ice cream. But come to think of it, shouldn't my permission come first?

She's going to lick my body like ice cream.

Of course, I permit it. I'm fucking ice cream.

"Hassan...."

Luna tightly held my hand. Her solemn attitude, as if seeing off a lover entering an operating room, made me adopt a solemn mindset too.

"Luna, I'm okay. Even if I get licked."

"It's because *I'm* not okay-."

I see.

At that, Nemea chuckled 'hoo-hoo-hoo-' eerily.

"Well then, shall I have a taste-."

And so, Nemea slowly extended her tongue towards my body. That hot and strange tongue touched my body-.

Seureureuk-.

"Ughhh-."

"Hassan, what, what's wrong-!"

"No-. It's ticklish-!"

"Endure it-!"

A slug-like tongue left a long, continuous line 'juuuu-' on my body. With that, something strange happened.

The kiss marks that had bloomed red and purple all over my body slowly began to subside.

"Oh-. It's disappearing-. Luna, it's disappearing-!"

"See-. I don't lie to my friends-. I only speak unbelievable truths-."

Nemea licked her torn lip with her tongue, which had been split from Luna's slap. But after licking me, she seemed to smack her lips, which gave me an eerie feeling.

Why are her fangs so long?

Nemea said.

"I've mostly erased the upper body-. Is this it-?"

"Probably."

"Hmm-. No, there's still one more left-. Then, excuse me-."

Nemea approached me. Then, she extended her lips and kissed me, after which she began to tickle my tongue with hers.

Cheureup, cheureureup-.

My head spun from an irresistible dizziness. Luna was right next to us, and she was doing something like this.

"G-get away-! What are you doing-!"

When a furious Luna pushed Nemea's shoulder away.

"There was one more inside my mouth-. It's over now-."

Nemea merely spoke nonchalantly.

* * *

"Nemea, that bitch! The last kiss wasn't necessary! Clearly, clearly, she put her own selfish desires into it!"

Witch Nemea had been holed up in the kitchen for quite a while, supposedly making medicine.

Luna was still fuming, as if she hadn't gotten over what happened earlier. She no longer even called Nemea 'unnie'.

Nemea licking my body. And Nemea sharing a deep kiss with me at the end was probably why Luna was displeased.

I understand why Luna was jumping around.

If it wasn't me, but Luna, who was going through this?

If some men claimed they needed to lick Luna's body to cure her? I might not have just protested like Luna. I would have swung my fists and smashed everything.

In that sense, Luna was showing considerable self-restraint.

Just then, the clattering in the kitchen, which had been going on for a while, suddenly stopped. With the click-clack of high heels, Nemea appeared.

"This is the medicine-. With this-. You'll last a few days-. There's no choice but to quickly find Gloria-. And take back the power-."

"How do we take back the power-?"

"It's a battle for dominance-. Probably-. When you two meet-. I think you'll instinctively feel it-. Like doppelgangers-."

Doppelgangers, huh.

Was the doppelganger phenomenon encountering someone exactly like me? And if you meet someone with the same face, one of you dies or disappears....

Are Gloria and I some kind of doppelganger-like entities?

Is it because I took Gloria's mission...?

I don't know.

What's certain is that I'll only know after meeting Gloria.

Nemea asked.

"So-. Where is the Saint of Juno now-?"

"People are looking for her. Her traces will be found soon."

"I see-. Then-. Lastly-. I have something I want to talk about alone-. With a friend I haven't seen in a long time-. How about it-. Would it be okay-?"

Nemea looked at my face.

Then she tilted her head towards Luna. She probably wanted to ask Luna, the future bride, for permission to have some alone time with me.

"...."

Of course, Luna bit her lips, showing signs of anxiety.

Perhaps sensing that something serious was about to be discussed, she went outside and gave us space.

And so, in this small Cabin, only Nemea, her white pet, and I remained.

Seureureureu-. Deolkeong, deolkeong-.

It was then that only the rattling sound of the wind blowing from outside, shaking the windows, loudly spread, doubling the awkwardness.

"She's a good kid-. If it were me-. I wouldn't have tolerated a groom-to-be and another woman being left alone-."

Nemea started the conversation first.

"Be good to Luna-."

"Is what you want to tell me, to be good to Luna-?"

"No-. That's not it-. I just-. Wanted to reconcile what happened with a friend-. And I have something to give you-."

Reconciliation, huh.

There had been many things between Nemea and me.

She had invited me to this world.

And there were many other entanglements, so honestly, it could be seen as closer to a bad fate than a good one.

"About the patron-. Did you find out anything-? The man who is the chief of the Temple Knights-. You said you went to Olympia-. So, were you able to meet him-."

The chief of the Temple Knights?

I wondered what she was talking about.

I recalled the Gnostics who had worked with Nemea. The one who summoned me to this land was Wrath, the Gigas of Fury.

And Pride, the Gigas of Arrogance, who had occupied Princess Friede's body, and the Witches, including Nemea.

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And the man called the mysterious patron.

And that man was Lockheed, who was active as the chief of Jupiter's Temple Knights. Nothing was revealed other than the name Lockheed, but he was said to be the strongest among the knights. Perhaps the strongest man on earth-.

But now that I think about it, I didn't meet that guy. Lockheed, the chief of the knights, was probably in Princess Nike's faction, the Grand Duchess of Winter.

I really didn't meet him even once in Olympia.

That's strange.

Just then, Nemea said.

"For a summoning, a medium is needed-. Hassan-. When I dragged you from the otherworld to this place-. That man handed over the medium-."

"The chief of the knights, you mean-?"

"Yes-. On the surface, he's active as such-. He has lived for centuries-. No-. For a long enough time to observe the movement of all the stars-. But now he's called Lockheed-."

"Is there anything more you can tell me about him? About the man who summoned me to this world-."

My father is plotting something in the realm of Chaos.

The one who enticed him, I suspect, is the Traveler from Midgard. Probably a divine being from Alfheim.

I decided to ask what was bothering me.

"Is that Lockheed, by any chance, the Traveler from Midgard...?"

"I don't know-. As I said before-. It was the Gigas who knew about him-. But-. Friend-. I do have something to give you-."

Seureuk-.

Nemea pulled something out from between her ample breasts.

It was a ring.

It was rusty and covered in black ash, but its round shape could only be described as a ring. A plain, round ring with no decorations.

Giving me a ring.

Is she proposing to me?

Is Nemea trying to atone to me by offering herself?

I already have three women who will become my wives.

...Is it okay to add one more?

It was when I was seriously thinking such thoughts.

"This is-. The ring that man gave as a summoning medium-. Through this ring-. I was able to summon my friend to this land-."

"Ah-."

That ring was my summoning medium.

I carefully took the ring into my palm.

It was an object I had never seen before.

"It's probably an item with a very strong connection to you, my friend-. How about it-. Do you recognize it-?"

"I've never seen it before."

"Is that so-. Well, it wasn't originally that color-. It was more ethereal-. And shone so brilliantly it was luxurious-. It was a ring that even I, who has no interest in treasures, was tempted by-."

The more she explained, the less connected it seemed.

Why was I summoned to this world through such a ring? She said it had a connection to me, but nothing came to mind.

As I fiddled with it and looked closely, I saw letters carved in intaglio on the inside.

─Winter-nago-is coming-

The damage was severe, so I couldn't tell what was written.

For now, it seemed certain that it would become an important piece of evidence someday, so. I carefully put it in my pocket.

With that, my conversation with Witch Nemea ended.

I got up from my seat and was about to head outside, where Luna would be waiting for me. Suddenly, before stepping out the Door, something made me curious.

"Are you still watching the stars these days-?"

At that, Nemea slightly raised her eyebrows, as if surprised.

Soon, she nodded.

"Yes-. Someday-. Going to the world on that other star-. That's my dream-. And, that man-. Said he would fulfill my dream-."

"Do you think it will come true-?"

"Yes-. That man-. Was a man who kept his promises-. You're similar, friend-. Of course, that man only had one eye-."

A man with only one eye, huh.

I'm getting a lot of information from Nemea.

The Traveler from Midgard has only one eye. And summoned me to this land through a strange ring.

"Then, later, if I can invite you to the wedding, I will. After asking Luna and the other girls if it's okay-."

"Hoo-hoo-hoo-. Yes-. Without expecting anything-. I'll be waiting-."

I left Nemea's Cabin.

Then, outside, Luna, who had been digging at the ground with the front of her sandals, turned her head and greeted me.

"Did you not suffer any harm or anything-?"

"I didn't-. I just received one ring."

"A r-ring-!? Surely Nemea didn't propose to Hassan, did she-!?"

At the mention of a ring, Luna immediately seemed to think of a proposal. I did too. As expected, Luna and I have many similarities.

"No, not that kind of ring. She said this was an important item to me."

I showed Luna the rusty, soot-covered ring. Then Luna took it in her palm and tried it on.

"It's too big for me. Is it a men's ring? If it's an important item for Hassan, will it fit Hassan's hand-?"

At Luna's question, I brought the ring to my finger. Index finger, middle finger, pinky finger, and so on. The ring, which had wandered from place to place, finally fit perfectly on my left ring finger and got stuck.

"Huh, what, why won't this come off-."

It was when I finally managed to pull it off with force.

Tatat, tatatadat-.

With small footsteps, someone holding a torch waved from afar.

"Aaat-! Hassan-nim, Luna-nim-! We've finally found you-imnidat...! We've found where the runaway Gloria is-imnidat...! Please follow me at once-imnidat...!"