I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods

외전: 미네르바 – 2

I never dreamed that Minerva would comfort herself, so I stood frozen in the same position I was in to leave the bedroom. The red, bloodshot crack, gasping for air, kept pulling my gaze.

Aurora was even worse. I could call myself somewhat close to Minerva, but to Aurora, Minerva was still just the Eternal Magician. And a 400-year-old one at that.

In other words, it meant we weren’t particularly close. Witnessing a scene of self-comfort from such a person made the shock even greater. The evidence was in her golden pupils, devoid of focus.

Silence lingered for quite some time. Long enough for the bodily fluids soaking between Minerva’s legs to start drying up.

“Child.”

“Yes, Minerva.”

“Could you wait outside for a moment? I want to be alone.”

“Understood. I’ll come back in about a week—”

“That won’t be necessary. Just for a while… about 10 minutes, please wait outside.”

I couldn’t bring myself to refuse that request.

I took Aurora outside with me. As the door closed, Aurora, with her face pale as a sheet, exclaimed in despair, “Didn’t you say to at least knock?”

It was obvious that even if we had knocked, the soundproofing spell would have kept our noise from getting through, but I knew that bursting through the bedroom door was indeed my fault, so I quietly kept my mouth shut and listened.

“Come in.”

Minerva appeared exactly 10 minutes later as she said she would. Her flushed face remained the same, but her outfit was neatly arranged.

“You may go, child.”

Minerva stopped Aurora, who was about to enter the bedroom like a criminal being dragged to the gallows. Aurora, glancing at me nervously, only left after hearing the second “go.”

The door closed. The lemon scent that had filled the room lingered faintly. Minerva sat me on the bed and sat beside me.

We were close enough for our shoulders to touch.

“…I don’t know where to start explaining.”

“You really don’t have to. It might be better to just pretend I didn’t see anything. Only if that’s what Minerva wants.”

In a simple summary, it was about having locked herself in the room to… you know. I wondered if an explanation was even necessary.

Moreover, if the one explaining had to bear immense shame, then even more so.

“No, I must do it. If I were to let this go, the child might misunderstand me as a lewd woman who does such things in the bedroom. I must correct this misunderstanding.”

It is, in fact, true that she had self-comfort in the bedroom. I hadn’t considered her a lewd woman, however.

To be called a lewd woman, one must meet the likes of the Pope Sisters or Nyx. One is always eager to drag me to bed whenever she sees me, while the other spends all day playing with herself in bed.

“I’ve never thought of Minerva as a lewd woman, you know…”

I know well how obsessed Minerva is with her studies. This time, perhaps the timing of my visit just coincidentally aligned.

“First of all, I’d like to clarify that this was my first experience, child. Until now, I have never, not even once, done such things in over 400 years of living.”

She had clearly said it was okay not to mention it, yet here she was, blushing and starting to justify herself. Her defense heavily emphasized that this was indeed her first time.

“There were reasons for my actions. I’ve never explored the sexual sensitivity of a woman’s body in the past few hundred years. I saw this as an opportunity to satisfy my curiosity and took the initiative to explore it myself, and I want to say it wasn’t that I was lost in the pleasures that flowed from exploring the female anatomy.”

In other words, she had finally attempted self-comfort after hundreds of years, and it turned out to be way more amazing than she expected and became completely absorbed by it. Her elaborate justifications stuck to her like glue.

If it had been the usual Minerva, she would have realized how strange it seemed to ramble on about unsolicited information, yet she seemed to be in a surprisingly flustered state.

“Then why did you suddenly become curious? You’ve had no interest in that for 400 years. Was there a specific reason for this sudden change of heart?”

“Re-reason?”

Minerva hesitated, seemingly unprepared for that reverse question.

I had no intention of hearing an answer. The plan was to suggest we leave it here, thinking it might be difficult for her to answer, but before I could finish, her tender lips parted and produced words.

“…It’s because of Kaiquilia, that child.”

“Kaiquilia?”

I asked back, puzzled. Why was she bringing up Kaiquilia now?

“That child’s body is extremely sensitive, isn’t it?”

“…It is. Very much so.”

Recently, Kaiquilia had reached a level comparable to that of a creator, able to reach climax just by hearing her name. I couldn’t help but agree with that description.

Minerva had surely seen Kaiquilia’s helplessness when I had her at my mercy and had watched with a smile, so she must be aware of it.

“You know well what her original personality was like.”

I nodded. The former Kaiquilia’s personality could be aptly described as downright crazy.

The tragic past certainly had a significant impact on her.

“If such a reckless child shows a melted expression every time she feels pleasure, wouldn’t it be natural to wonder how good it must feel to have such reactions?”

“Uh…”

In summary, witnessing Kaiquilia leaving herself like that had aroused so much curiosity about how good it might feel that Minerva had dared to try self-comfort for the first time in 400 years.

I was at a loss for words. Kaiquilia suddenly felt incredibly glorious. Just how lewdly had she been making her expressions for the Eternal Magician, obsessed with magic for centuries, to feel curiosity?

“Were you perhaps not returning to your place for three days because of that?”

“…I won’t deny it. All the same, just know that initially, I only meant to do it once.”

“And yet, you couldn’t stop because it felt so good, right?”

Minerva, with an extremely shy expression, nodded in affirmation. It was nice that it couldn’t be ended with just one time. Quite directly, it meant she had gotten lost in self-pleasure and didn’t leave.

“Did you eat during those three days?”

She shook her head.

“Then did you sleep?”

“Child, at my level of a magician, I could stay awake for two months without any problem, so don’t worry.”

That’s not something to brag about.

The first pleasure experienced in 400 years had caused her to get lost in it for three straight days without eating or sleeping, and it was surprising that her entrance only ended up slightly sore.

Meanwhile, I had been used as fodder for her fantasy, or rather, I had been used for other things, but the last photo she had been gazing at was mine after bathing.

“…….”

It felt rather complicated.

“Well… I understand. What I’ve seen here will stay a secret until the end. I’ll make sure to strongly remind Aurora, so don’t worry—”

—Thud!

Before I could finish, she grabbed my arm.

“Do you really think I would let you just leave after exposing me like this, child?”

“Huh?”

“You are right. I spent a full three days like this, and the urges are still not subsiding. So help me out, child. With a man’s touch, I could feel much better than now, don’t you think? And perhaps… instead of just a touch, you might experience something different.”

I had not expected the conversation to flow this way. I alternated my gaze between her silver pupils and the hand gripping my arm.

“…Are you serious?”

“Would I make such a request as a joke? I’m not certain if it’s okay to say this in my life, but… just know that it is sincere.”

Minerva pulled the arm she was holding downwards. I didn’t even have the thought of resisting and obediently sat back down on the bed.

“No matter how much I desperately move my fingers, I cannot make an expression like Kaiquilia’s, who seems to melt. That means there exists pleasure beyond mere self-comfort. The only person able to offer me that pleasure is you, child.”

Her lips were twitching as if she was searching for the next excuse.

“This is… yes. It’s merely curiosity about pleasure. I wonder if I can feel the same pleasure that Kaiquilia did. Do you understand, child?”

Curiosity. I let out a shallow sigh and looked at Minerva. As my sigh sounded, her silver pupils flinched.

“Minerva.”

“Speak.”

“I’m not sure if you know, but if I end up embracing you of my own will or by coercion, I intend to take full responsibility. Just like the others who have remained by my side.”

The number of people I have to be responsible for keeps increasing.

“If you wish to be ‘exactly’ like Kaiquilia, then that’s fine. But if it’s just mere curiosity, as you mentioned, you might want to think it over.”

After staring at me for a while, Minerva climbed onto my lap, spreading her legs and positioning her body between them, tightening her knees. I could feel a moist sensation against my core.

“Do you recall what actions I took when I asked you to uncover the world’s secrets?”

“Of course I remember. How could I forget?”

With a smile, Minerva latched onto me and nibbled my earlobe. Her lips caressed my ear, and her tongue intruded deep, making me feel ticklish. With a huff, soft whispers filled the air.

“Do I come off as the kind of loose woman who would do such things with others, child?”

My answer was overflowing with adequacy. I reached out and wrapped my arms around Minerva’s waist. Before I knew it, Minerva had playfully pulled the waistband with her fingers, looking at me with a wicked smile.

The loosened waistband came undone effortlessly. The front of her bathrobe opened up, revealing the scene that I had first laid eyes upon when stepping into the bedroom.