One of the surprising causes of death for married men that people often overlook is sleep talking.
"…Iris?"
Cheon Yeohwa's crimson eyes, filled with intense killing intent, began to glow ominously in the darkness.
The gaze Cheon Yeohwa directed at Kang Hyunwoo was filled with clinging emotions like resentment, jealousy, and displeasure.
"Iris, is it…"
For an average person in the Central Plains, it would be normal not to know if Iris was a person's name or a term referring to an object. However, since the Demonic Cult had frequent trade with the Western Regions from ancient times, they were relatively familiar with Western languages.
Furthermore, Cheon Yeohwa, who had managed a merchant guild within the cult, could not possibly be unaware that Iris was a woman's name.
"…To be thinking of another woman while exploring my body."
Inside the dark tent, Cheon Yeohwa's hair began to turn completely white. Now that most of the poison from the Heavenly Heart Extreme Yang Flower Lotus had disappeared and the remaining poison was dormant, fragments of the Moonspirit Witch, who had reached the pinnacle of power in the past, were emerging.
"Truly unpleasant."
When one masters the Moonspirit Demonic Art to the extreme, which is based on deep Yin energy, the body reacts to the immense Yin energy and internal force, leading to transformations.
The most prominent characteristic was pure white hair, as if bathed in cold moonlight.
Originally, the stronger the Yin energy, the weaker the emotions generally became, but the Moonspirit Demonic Art was different.
As it was called a demonic art, the more one was consumed by negative emotions, the more violently the Moonspirit Demonic Energy raged.
"…Huh?"
Of course, she had not fully recovered her strength from her prime, but it was enough to threaten Kang Hyunwoo's dormant survival instincts.
"Awake now?"
Cheon Yeohwa smiled sweetly as she looked at Kang Hyunwoo, who was still in a daze.
However, her eyes were as cold as ever. Kang Hyunwoo shivered at the ominous crimson eyes staring at him with only the corners of her lips raised.
"…Cheon Yeohwa?"
"You recognize me well."
Kang Hyunwoo quickly realized that the mysterious white-haired beauty straddling and embracing him was Cheon Yeohwa.
It was because there couldn't be that many people in the world with such large breasts.
Aside from being unable to take his eyes off the large breasts that occupied more than half of his vision, Kang Hyunwoo couldn't help but be bewildered by Cheon Yeohwa's appearance, which had changed 180 degrees in everything, including her looks.
Although he wasn't sure, she was at least twice as strong as Cheon Yeohwa before he fell asleep.
What on earth had happened in that short time?
"Looks like you slept well."
"Uh, um… did you, like, dye your hair…?"
Kang Hyunwoo felt his survival instincts being threatened again by Cheon Yeohwa, who exuded a completely different atmosphere from her usual somewhat clumsy self.
"Hehe, do you like it?"
Of course, he did. Cheon Yeohwa already had fair skin and black hair that suited her well.
Now she had white hair, the ultimate exotic look, so there was no way it wouldn't suit her or be beautiful.
However, he couldn't just be happy.
Her eyes, which had been consistently cold and stiff from the beginning, were so chilling that he got goosebumps.
Besides, he had no idea why she was straddling him.
No, had he really done something wrong?
"You seem to be thinking a lot."
Wouldn't anyone think a lot if they woke up to find a woman with snow-white hair sitting on their stomach?
"…How's your body?"
There were many things he wanted to ask, and he was also nervous about her strangely murderous gaze. However, more than that, the image of Cheon Yeohwa holding her chest in agony was vividly imprinted in his mind.
"Want to check?"
Instantly, Cheon Yeohwa's voice softened, and she gently took his hand as if cherishing it, then guided it to her lower abdomen.
Not over her clothes, but under them.
Just as he was momentarily taken aback by the sudden smooth sensation, moonlight streamed in through the slightly open tent entrance.
He saw Cheon Yeohwa with a face full of crimson blushes in the dim light.
"There were many things I wanted to say when you woke up."
Why she had saved him from the bandits, even though he had treated her like a pervert and tried to kill her, why she had given such a wretched woman, who had always suspected his kindness, delicious meals and a warm place to sleep.
Furthermore, the antidote to the Heavenly Heart Extreme Yang Flower Lotus, known as the ultimate poison, was a treasure beyond price, so why had she used it on him?
'This humble one has nothing to give you…'
According to the Demonic Cult's laws, cult members do not bestow anything upon others without compensation, except for the cult leader.
Absolute calculation of gains and losses, and the worship of only the strong, the rule of the jungle.
To Cheon Yeohwa, who had lived her entire life within that, Kang Hyunwoo's kindness, which sought no reward and had no reason, was something she couldn't understand at all.
Even if he had approached her knowing her identity, she could confidently say that she, who had already lost all her power and was hiding in the Central Plains, was not worth the antidote to the Heavenly Heart Extreme Yang Flower Lotus.
Moreover, she had sworn that she would never doubt him, no matter what happened.
Now, his identity was no different from something completely useless.
"But now, nothing else matters. More than things I want to say, there are things I want to do."
Cheon Yeohwa, looking at Kang Hyunwoo in the moonlight, quietly lowered her head.
When their shadows completely overlapped, a small sound of eyelids touching was heard.
And the face of Cheon Yeohwa, who looked again, was red as if about to explode, yet somehow satisfied.
"By the way, Hyunwoo, your sleeping habits are quite bad. Who knew you would be so ravenous for this humble one's buttocks."
"…Me??"
This was the first time he'd heard of such a thing. From the start, he was a gentleman who never even snored while sleeping.
But what did he do?
He touched her butt?
He didn't even remember??
"Are you perhaps trying to pretend it didn't happen? The first kiss you stole from this humble one while I was collapsed, and the past when you fondled my buttocks with rough hands?"
"…The former was for resuscitation purposes, and the latter was due to a state of diminished capacity, so can't you let it slide?"
He was so frustrated.
At least if he had touched her while he was sober, he wouldn't be so frustrated.
"Hmph, judging by your expression, you seem wronged? That you don't remember fondling this humble one's body."
She hit the nail on the head.
He already felt like his first night with Iris had been cut short, and then he had risked his life rolling around with magical beasts in the dungeon.
He could now understand what hunters meant when they said they were exhausted from the gates due to their libido going wild.
The sense of crisis that a sword blade might be embedded in his neck at any moment and the possibility that each step might lead to falling into a trap and dying haunted him. On top of that, there was the pain that felt like it would burn his whole body when an arrow pierced him.
Every moment he experienced in the dungeon stimulated his reproductive desires.
He wanted to go to a brothel and relieve himself before trying to match with someone new.
But he couldn't bring himself to do it because he thought it would be an insult to Iris to sleep with those hussies.
Putting a dick that had been in a whore's pussy into Iris's designer vagina was no different from wiping a designer handbag with a floor-cleaning rag.
That's how he endured until his lust reached its limit and he felt like he was going crazy.
Then he met Cheon Yeohwa.
Not to mention her pretty face that could rival Iris's, but also her body with clear curves, even though she was wrapped in a rather thick robe, made it difficult to look away.
No one would ever know how hard he tried not to glance at her breasts or buttocks, lest Cheon Yeohwa chase after him with a knife.
That's how he endured for over a day. But the kiss he had given her before falling asleep for resuscitation purposes had already turned his lust into a bomb with a lit fuse.
To stop it, he had to cut the fuse.
But he couldn't do such a cruel thing to his alter ego, who had finally seen the light after only 21 years.
He had tried to force himself to sleep to endure somehow.
Hugging Cheon Yeohwa while he slept? That was just him trying to satisfy his desires somehow.
"Hehe, there's no need to be so wronged."
Cheon Yeohwa suddenly began to perform a crazy show by unraveling the robe she had been tightly wrapped in.
As a result, the delicate line connecting her fair neck and shoulders and her voluptuous breasts were revealed.
"If you're upset because you don't remember fondling my body while you were asleep, why don't you try touching it again now?"
"…What?"
What was this woman saying now?
"How surprised, hehe, quite cute."
That was definitely not something to say to a fully grown man who was over 190 cm tall.
Leaving aside the fact that he felt awkward hearing it, Cheon Yeohwa seemed quite pleased.
"So, won't you touch me?"
He couldn't resist her as she seduced him with a sensual voice, as if the word "cat-like" existed for Cheon Yeohwa.
"Am I crazy to pass up on this?"
"I thought you might."
Cheon Yeohwa's eyes curved bewitchingly.
His lower body, which had been stiff since earlier, was already so large that it wouldn't break even if it collided with sword energy.
He wanted to thrust it into Cheon Yeohwa's most intimate place and inject his semen right away, but before that, he had to touch those bewitching and luscious breasts first.
With such a grand goal in mind, his right hand, which was reaching forward, was caught by Cheon Yeohwa's small hand.
"By the way, Hyunwoo."
Clearly, the atmosphere of Cheon Yeohwa, who had been twisting her eyes bewitchingly and speaking in a soft voice just a moment ago, had completely changed, as if it had all been an illusion.
"When you were asleep, you said strange things. And that was when you were fondling this humble one's body."
"…"
He couldn't say anything.
Even he, who was known for being oblivious, could sense a serious atmosphere.
"Iris."
"?!"
Cheon Yeohwa's next remark far exceeded his expectations.
Why was Iris's name coming up there…?
"Truly, such humiliation was a first for me. I couldn't have imagined that you would think of another woman while exploring this humble one's body."
Cheon Yeohwa's voice was rising.
As her dark and negative emotions grew stronger, the Moonspirit Demonic Energy also began to rage violently.
The tent was already filled with thick Yin energy, enough to make one's breath visible.
"Be prepared. I won't let you sleep tonight."
Unlike her calm words, Cheon Yeohwa's face was filled with more clinging jealousy than ever before.