I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

Chapter 136: The Demon Wants To Be Controlled

Chapter 136: The Demon Wants To Be Controlled

The inevitable period of clarity that comes after the act.

With the cool-headedness I had barely regained, I took the time to reflect on why things had unfolded as they did.

So, the trigger for all this was… yes, definitely because of the demon who had cast an aphrodisiac spell on me.

Although its exact identity was unknown, it approached me for some reason, and after draining my vitality, it tried to make me something akin to its sex slave.

And the words I heard while resisting during that process were still vividly coming to mind even as I had regained my calm…

‘So this is the one who even left the Lord worried… Well, even if the imperial family is taking notice, it just shows the limits of being human are only this much.’

The words I barely heard while resisting the aphrodisiac told me that the demon knew someone I was acquainted with.

And that person was likely Merilyn.

After all, the demon had disguised itself as Merilyn, who had found me and brought me to the inn, and it was also Merilyn who had tried to cure the aphrodisiac that the demon had cast on me.

Additionally, the ability to interfere with someone’s mind through playing music, and traveling the world alone in the body of a frail woman before meeting me…

All these clues led me to one speculation at this moment.

Perhaps the speculation that Merilyn might not be human, but a demon.

And further, that the Lord mentioned by the demon might be the greatest calamity in this world.

“Ugh, aaaaah…!!”

Amid such absurd thoughts emerging in my mind, a scream came from behind.

It was from Merilyn, who had barely regained consciousness and screamed after changing her clothes.

“Th-this doesn’t make sense. Even if I were under Yasmo’s magic, for me to act like that…!”

“…Um, Merilyn.”

“Th-this is to be expected, right?”

Merilyn immediately responded to my call and turned her head towards me.

It seemed she felt shame with the arrival of her period of clarity as well; her face was flushed, and her eyes were teary, as if she were about to cry.

“Wow, is it natural to feel like this from the start? You must have felt the same when with Airi, right?”

An expression I never thought I’d see from her, who always smiled cunningly while hiding her inner self.

This showed that the current situation was not what she intended, but facing her now, I inexplicably felt a twinge of guilt.

Not as much as when under the influence of lust, but somehow, I wanted to tease her a bit.

“No, it wasn’t that intense…”

“Wh-what?”

“Yes, Airi was relatively quiet. So, I didn’t expect Merilyn to react so intensely… Ow, ow! That hurts, Merilyn!”

Merilyn, with her cheeks puffed, swung her fist at my body.

It wasn’t to the extent that she couldn’t resist, but from her trembling hands, I could tell she was greatly shocked by what was said.

“I-idiot! Idiot!! How dare you, Hyo-sung?!”

“W-wait a minute! Stop! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again…!”

“There’s nothing I can do about it!!”

Merilyn, stopping even the violence meant to hide her embarrassment, finally lowered her hand.

Afterwards, she buried her teary eyes near my knee and whispered in a strained voice,

“I never thought it would be so hard to restrain myself… Above all, I had never experienced satisfaction before meeting you, Hyo-sung.”

“…Merilyn.”

“Just holding hands or eating together was enough for me, but if I had known that connecting bodies with someone I like could be this blissful…”

Bliss, huh?

Did she really feel such happiness in our relationship?

“I’m happy now, but if I were to experience this twice… I might not survive.”

Was this sincere feeling the reason behind her always cunning behavior, even to the extent of betraying her lord with her life on the line?

Perhaps even against an entity that might be the greatest calamity in this world, she dared to rebel with her life at stake?

“…Ahaha.”

Upon reaching that thought, I couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh.

Even though it was still a baseless conjecture, I thought, ‘What does her identity matter now?’

After all, I was too weak to judge someone else’s morality, and thus I should first consider whether I could handle the consequences of my actions.

“Then, should we be more cautious next time?”

“Wh-what?”

“If Merilyn feels uneasy, perhaps it’s better if we refrain from now on.”

Yes, it was a world where nothing could be done alone.

To survive in this world where people died like trash, I needed people who could share the burden of things I couldn’t handle on my own.

“But still, I’d like to try again if there’s a chance.”

So, I wanted to love those who love me, without exception…

Hoping such a desire would reach her, Merilyn shyly bowed her red face.

“…You sly person.”

A faint, shy whisper.

That, too, must be a straightforward expression of her feelings towards me.

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We entered the inn in the morning, before noon.

But when we set off for home, what greeted us were the dark streets lit by streetlights.

‘Yasmo’s magic was strong, but to think we did it all day long on our first time…’

This late realization brought a resurgence of embarrassment.

It was ironic for a demon, who used madness as a symbol, to feel bewildered by madness when it was not the one in control.

For desire ultimately bred resentment when not led actively.

Bowing to others was just a part of achieving a goal, and if there was a demon that went against its nature, it would truly be considered insane.

‘…It feels like I’m going mad.’

Wasn’t it profoundly ironic for a demon that symbolized madness to find madness itself foreign?

“My heart is pounding so much, it feels like it could burst even if I just stay still…”

No, it would be more accurate to say that she had forgotten about it.

After all, the madness that symbolized her originated from a sense of loyalty that was alien to demons.

Realizing this now suggested that she had faintly sensed nostalgia in their relationship, not led by her.

“Shall we buy some snacks on the way?”

Woo Hyo-sung.

From this man, infinitely weaker than her old lord, she felt such nostalgia.

“…Snacks?”

“Well, since we haven’t eaten properly all day, we could ask Tashian when we get home, but it seems okay to buy something to snack on before that…”

“I’m fine. I don’t have an appetite right now.”

“Oh, really? Then, just for me…”

Her love approached a street vendor with such a nonchalant attitude.

Merilyn, watching his calm demeanor from behind, began to feel a sense of irritation and narrowed her eyes slightly.

‘Is Hyo-sung not affected at all?’

He was reluctant to start a relationship with her at first, but wasn’t he too calm about it now?

Unlike her, who had become more contemplative, he almost ruined her and yet casually went to buy snacks as if nothing happened.

‘…Wait. Am I the one being ruined?’

Just when she began to feel a sense of resentment due to this difference, she suddenly realized something, and her breath hitched.

Certainly, in their previous relationship, she had lost her composure and had been utterly dominated by him.

For someone who had lived in a void for so long, her threshold for desire was so low that she had reached satisfaction before their relationship could develop further.

This meant that even without Yasmo’s intervention, similar events might continue to occur.

‘Am I not the one ruining Hyo-sung, but Hyo-sung ruining me?’

It wasn’t through force, but he always held the reins to the final fruition of fulfilling her desires.

That privilege had only been granted to her old lord.

In those moments of consummating love, he had managed to achieve that as well.

“Merilyn, I’m back… Merilyn?”

“…Hehehe.”

A laugh leaked out reflexively at the chilling feeling felt at that moment.

As he stood there puzzled, Merilyn’s gaze began to drift towards the snack in his hand.

A large, thick sausage, similar to what he had carried when they first went on a mission together.

“Merilyn, what are you doing…?”

“Gasp!”

Merilyn, faithful to her desires, put the sausage in her mouth right away.

In the midst of his surprise, Merilyn gently licked it without biting, repeatedly taking it in and out of her mouth.

“Mmph, hehe?”

Just as she had tenderly done to him, making him indirectly recall such acts.

“…Merilyn, doing that in the street is a bit…”

“Hehe, why do you say that?”

At his response, Merilyn removed the sausage from her mouth, licked her lips, and began to laugh confidently.

“Did you react to seeing me eat? After what you did just before, now that you’ve come to your senses, do you feel ashamed?”

“…No, it’s not like that.”

“Ah~ A man shouldn’t be so shy~”

Merilyn, smiling slightly, slowly closed the distance between them.

Then, she whispered into his ear with her plump lips.

“After all, that could only have been done with magic before. What now, Hyo-sung? If you intend to juggle both me and Airi, what will happen if this continu– Hmpf!”

Perhaps feeling provoked by her continued teasing?

He pushed the sausage roughly into her mouth and began to skillfully stimulate Merilyn’s tongue with it.

The reason his movements felt practiced was probably because he had already identified her sensitive spots through their previous acts.

“Mmph, heh…?”

As she felt a faint ecstasy from the gentle caress inside her mouth, he gave her a warning look and said,

“…Merilyn.”

Unlike before, when he had only silently endured her provocations.

As if to show that the sadism he had displayed wasn’t just because he was under the influence of magic.

“If you keep this up, next time, it won’t end just like this, okay?”

-Gulp.

After swallowing the sausage, Merilyn just stared at him blankly without saying a word.

She had no choice but to do so.

She had always feared that she might ruin him, but now his desire to dominate was evident.

‘So, indeed… you want to ruin me, don’t you?’

The reason she felt excitement rather than humiliation was because there had been a time when she considered being dominated by someone as true happiness.

Because she had chosen to leech off someone as a means to pursue her desires.

Moreover, since she had not found anyone but him who could dominate her, she had spent a long time yearning for him…

‘Hyo-sung, could it really be…?’

A possibility she had never considered until now.

‘If you could really dominate me…’

The moment a genuine hope that he could be a substitute for the Demon King arose within her, a smile began to form on her lips.

And then…

“You two are quite late.”

While continuing their way home with such exhilaration, a woman with long red hair blocked their path.

Merilyn knew who she was.

The reason she had her usually neatly tied hair down was that she had been preparing for bed before coming out to the street.

Additionally, the reason she came out hastily wearing only a cloak was because she knew they would pass by this way.

“Usually, if you come back late, you at least explain why…”

“What have you two been doing until this hour, and why are the two of you, who left separately, coming back together?”

Airi Haven.

The emotion clearly contained in her gaze could only be called anger.