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Chapter 5 - Episode 5: Because You Made Me Like This

"Um… Alright then, first I'll investigate how to break the curse."

"Yeah. How are you going to do it?"

"I'll… directly touch the curse mark."

"Huh? T-touch it?"

Milfi-san's eyes trembled for a moment.

(Ugh… She's put off after all, huh…)

Touching the mark means placing my hand on her stomach.

Of course, there's absolutely no lewd intention behind it.

This is purely part of the curse-breaking procedure.

A curse breaker of a certain level can have the method of解除 (release) come to mind just by touching the mark.

We can't even start without knowing that first.

That said—

"…Are you sure you don't want to? Is it unpleasant after all?"

Letting a guy she just met today touch her stomach — of course she'd feel resistance.

"No, it's not that I hate it. It's just—"

Milfi-san pressed her lips tightly together and swished her tail.

Then, as if steeling her resolve, she nodded.

"…It's nothing. Please go ahead."

She gently lifted the lower half of her jacket.

The white, seemingly soft skin of her belly was now exposed even more broadly before my eyes than before.

I couldn't help but swallow hard.

"O-okay… here I go."

I timidly placed my hand on the crest. What reached my fingertips was an unbelievable softness.

"Nn… ♡"

A tiny voice leaked from Milfi-san's mouth.

"D-does it hurt?"

"No… it's just a little ticklish. Keep going."

Her cheeks flushed red as she said that.

(This is bad… I'm not touching her weirdly, right…?)

My heart pounding wildly, I carefully traced over the mark.

Each time I did,

"Ah… nn… ♡ Fwa… ♡"

Milfi-san's body would tremble slightly.

She was biting her finger trying to hold back her voice, but it was hardly working.

(W-wait, this… this isn't a "ticklish" kind of reaction, is it…?)

The sounds reaching my ears were awfully seductive, and even I was starting to feel strange.

But unless I thoroughly examined the entire mark like this, I wouldn't figure out the解除 method.

Eventually, the method appeared as text in my mind.

"…Ah, I think I've got it."

"R-really…?"

"Yes. Um… eh?"

An unintentionally idiotic-sounding voice escaped me.

That was how outrageous the content that surfaced was.

"W-what's wrong…?"

Milfi-san asked, breathing heavily with dazed, misty eyes.

I swallowed my words.

(Wait, hold on… this can't be serious? No way… this has to be a lie…)

I hesitated over how to tell her. But staying silent wasn't an option.

"Um… to break the curse, it seems…"

"Yeah…"

"…the curse breaker has to… channel magical power through… their own… b-body fluids…"

The moment I finished saying it, I squeezed my eyes shut.

I was too scared to see Milfi-san's reaction.

Even I knew I'd just said something outrageous.

Sure, channeling magic through a medium is a common method — a staff, holy water, things like that.

But body fluids, of all things?

The implication was obvious.

It would be completely understandable if she thought I was taking advantage of her weakness to aim for something perverted.

"…I see…"

I braced myself for yelling, but Milfi-san just murmured in a dazed voice.

Something about her seemed off.

Her eyes were moist and unfocused, and the tip of her tail was floating aimlessly in the air.

Then, as if feverish, she spoke.

"…You know, I didn't say anything because you were holding back, but…"

"Y-yes…?"

"This curse mark… it's like it turned into an erogenous zone itself."

"Ero…genous…?"

Erogenous zone?!

No way. I was just touching and rubbing all over it a minute ago?!

"Because you kept stroking it so lewdly… I ended up… feeling it so much… ♡ Nn♡ My body… is getting so hot… ♡"

Milfi-san's expression was completely different from before.

The eyes that had still retained some shame and reason were now dyed with lust, and her mouth, leaking hot breaths, wore a faint smile.

Could it be… she's in heat because the mark was stimulated?

"It's your fault… You're the one who made me like this… ♡"

With an enchanting smile, Milfi-san leaned forward toward me.

I scooted back on the bed, but there was nowhere to escape.

"M-Milfi-san…?"

In the next instant, her weight settled onto my hips.

Bringing her flushed face right up close, she whispered.

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