〈 Chapter 243 〉 Chapter 239 – Christmas Eve for Real.

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I barely escaped the danger of being killed by a unicorn.

And I thwarted Baikon’s scheme to manipulate me and reshape the world.

Everything was resolved well, but—

“Hmph! Ayeon is sulking!”

“F*ck.”

There’s still one problem left.

Just a moment ago, when I was being controlled by Baikon’s Pleasure Heavenly Demon Eye—

Ayeon’s mood was seriously affected because I was wrapped up in Baikon.

“You went to another woman after saying you’d date the main girl, and you enjoyed it that much?”

“No, it’s not like I wanted to go! Plus, that guy isn’t even a woman.”

“If you say that, then the Unicorn of the Dragon Wave or the Winter Soldier wouldn’t be a problem either, right?”

“……Still, I’m better than those guys.”

Honestly, it felt unfair.

I didn’t even do Uma-pyo with a silver-haired tanned Baikon.

Besides, it’s not like I punched Ayeon like a winter soldier.

And who would have known that the conditions for being controlled would be that strict?

[Then you should’ve moderated your actions.]

‘…Was it supposed to be under my control?’

[……Anyway, it’s you that’s the problem.]

But Ayeon still looked upset.

“Anyway, you messed up!”

“F*ck, seriously.”

I understand.

I’d definitely feel bad too if I were in her shoes.

Plus, Ayeon’s father had previously been manipulated by hypnosis and brainwashing.

Perhaps seeing that reminded her of that situation, so it’s understandable she feels upset.

[You’re in the pattern of regret, despair, and obsession.]

‘Shut up, please.’

But now was not the time to drift into 4-Drones.

Especially since being the subject of regret, despair, and obsession is definitely not okay.

“The main girl has no plans to forgive you.”

With her eyes closed and arms crossed, Ayeon remained resolute.

I carefully embraced her and kissed her forehead.

Even with my kiss, Ayeon still wore an angry expression.

“Just this won’t do!”

“Your expression has relaxed.”

“……I’ll let it slide this time, darling.”

The corners of her mouth naturally curled up.

In the end, Ayeon returned to a slightly silly expression.

Seeing that, I couldn’t help but smile warmly.

Then I remembered what Ayeon had said earlier.

“Ayeon, what did you say about cutting something just now?”

“……I’m not sure.”

Cutting something.

It couldn’t be my neck.

I figured she might want to slice my limbs off to take away my freedom.

“What are you planning to do with my limbs, damn wife?”

The moment I looked at Ayeon with suspicion.

A Piece spoke to me confidently.

[Ah! This is still pure love, you know!]

‘What kind of pure love is that?’

[Limbs severing pure love, sadistic pure love, and torturing pure love!]

‘Is this guy slightly mad? Has he been spouting nonsense a lot lately?’

Just recently, Piece had hated attaching anything to pure love.

But now that I became the target, he kept barking nonsense.

[Shut up! If you think about it, didn’t you also attach dog-like terms to pure love!]

‘I admit kidnapping, imprisonment, and despair, but severing limbs is pushing it, you jerk.’

[Do you even know how much us pure love types suffer because of you!]

‘You dog. How on earth are you a pure love type? You’re just an abuse type.’

Meanwhile, Ayeon was smiling and waving her hands.

“Surely, the main girl isn’t crazy enough to cut off the limbs of her beloved, right?”

“Exactly?”

Seeing that innocent smile, all my tension eased.

I worried for nothing.

“I won’t have such thoughts for a while, so don’t worry too much.”

“Just make sure you don’t think about it at all. Got it?”

“I’m just kidding. That was just talk… for now.”

“Hey crazy woman, you said ‘for now’?”

My whole body tensed up again.

Adding another worry to my list.

Then Ayeon started tugging on my arms as she led me.

“Anyway, let’s hurry, darling.”

“F*ck.”

Anyway, I entered the hotel with Ayeon.

As soon as we entered, we went to the reception desk where Ayeon was going to get the key.

“Is your reservation under the name ‘Cheonma’?”

“Yes.”

“Here’s your card key.”

One succubus at the reception handed Ayeon the card key and started to tell her the room number.

However, even while smiling, she looked oddly unwell.

Then Ayeon tilted her head and spoke up.

“You don’t look very well.”

“I-I’m just a bit under the weather. Hahaha.”

The receptionist succubus had a look that said she had been hit right on target.

Then Ayeon, with a worried expression, said,

“Is the work too tough? If so, I can ask here for a vacation.”

“A, no! The manager always treats me well! It’s just that my condition isn’t great today!”

“If you’re not well, you should be asking for a break. It’s better to rest if you’re not feeling well.”

“S-suddenly, I feel all better! You don’t need to worry anymore!”

The receptionist succubus was flapping around, desperately trying to convey that she was fine.

It was very frantic.

Ayeon, seeing that, this time smiled gently and said,

“Unless it’s something I booked a few minutes ago, is the mood not right? If you have any complaints, feel free to say it.”

“N-no! I was just worried because a suite room wasn’t booked on time!”

“Oh really? That’s a relief.”

The receptionist succubus responded with a slightly awkward smile toward Ayeon.

“It’s good for the main girl and good for you; all of this is good karma.”

“Y-yes! Thanks to that, I feel relieved!”

With Ayeon’s words, the receptionist succubus’s smile deepened, though her cheeks were probably trembling for some reason.

‘The heroines’ morals keep decreasing day by day.’

[…Do you not think it’s because of you?]

As soon as Ayeon received the card key, she came to me and crossed her arms again.

“Darling, I’m really glad. There happened to be exactly one suite room available.”

“It’s Christmas Eve today, f*ck, why is it empty?”

“…Anyway, hurry up. Good things are good, right?”

Following Ayeon, we moved to the room the receptionist succubus mentioned and opened the door with the card key.

Since it’s a place run by succubi, I expected the inside to be chaotically pink and messy.

It was very different from my expectations.

Except for the wardrobe, the interior was neat with a white base.

Even the floor was made of white marble.

And there was a vast city view that laid everything bare.

If an unfamiliar person saw it, they’d think it’s a high-class suite in a typical hotel.

“This isn’t bad.”

“Then, what should we order?”

The moment I looked at the menu to decide what to order for room service.

Ayeon suddenly picked up the phone.

“Ayeon, I haven’t even chosen anything to eat yet.”

I was indecisive, yet Ayeon began to speak ruthlessly into the receiver.

“Send me the entire menu from start to finish.”

After that, Ayeon quickly hung up the phone as if she had no further business.

My eyes twitched as I looked at Ayeon.

“…Aren’t you ordering too recklessly since we aren’t paying?”

“Don’t worry. Although I said that, it’s still on me to pay.”

At least it seemed Ayeon still had a trace of conscience.

“Let’s at least split the bill. It’s gonna be a big amount for you to cover alone.”

“Right now isn’t the time to care about that.”

And with that, she threw me onto the bed.

She climbed on top of me and began to roughly tear my clothes.

“I’ll take them off, so please don’t rip them. What am I supposed to wear to go out?”

“Don’t worry. I’ve already prepared what you’re going to wear.”

At that statement, I instantly felt a chill.

“…How do you know my size?”

“There are ways to know everything.”

I didn’t even ask how she found out.

Her gaze, filled with desire, was terrifying.

In the end, following Ayeon’s wish, my clothes turned into ragged strips of fabric.

“F*ck. That was a brand name.”

[Next time, just buy something in Dongdaemun. Isn’t it cheap there?]

“That place is more expensive. Those dog-like bastards rip you off thinking they found a victim.”

Soon after, Ayeon waved the torn fabric in her hands, smiling slyly.

“This is a lovely Christmas gift.”

“Don’t treat other people’s clothes like wrapping paper, f*ck.”

Looking at my naked body, Ayeon grabbed both of my hands and interlocked her fingers with mine.

“Anyway, now it’s time for us to share pure love.”

“No, you wife. How is this pure love?”

No matter how I look at it, my situation is clearly a harem, and the novel tags indicate the same.

It’s not a state that fits the term pure love at all.

Then Ayeon shook her head and continued.

“No, darling. This is pure love.”

“Don’t tell me you’re about to call it harem pure love?”

Even so, is it correct to call it harem pure love?

That’s difficult.

Harem and pure love are terms that can’t coexist.

However, Ayeon even denied the term harem pure love.

“Don’t misinterpret. Just because there’s more pure love doesn’t mean it’s called harem pure love.”

“Then what will you call it?”

As I wondered what term would come out, Ayeon opened her mouth.

“Since there’s more pure love, we should call it ‘Pure Love Overdrive.’”

“……Aren’t you the martial artist concept? At least call it pure love overload or something.”

“……That’s not the crucial point.”

I pointed out how her character was fading, but Ayeon simply averted her gaze in embarrassment.

Soon, Ayeon’s grip on my hand tightened.

She seemed like she would never let go.

At the same time, her face moved in closer.

“As the name pure love states, I will obediently bear pure love.”

In that moment, it felt like heart patterns appeared in Ayeon’s eyes.

Ayeon licked her lips and continued.

“So, darling, you will become a pure love dad.”

“F*ck.”

It seemed like it wouldn’t end nicely.

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