Every time his p*nis reached the end, he could hear a splashing sound of water. She felt like she was the master’s outlet. A hole that could be used to pee whenever he wanted.

“Khk, Master… Hah, ah, the water is filling up… Ah!”

“Hey, keep c*mming. Khk!”

The gushing stream completely rinsed her s*men-stained walls. Water trickled down the gap between her perineum and her assh*le.

The floor had already become a sea of water. The stream of water continued relentlessly. Rosé, with her legs trembling, tried to drain the fl*id from her v*gina by exerting force.

Puh… puhoo.

With the sound of air escaping, a small amount of urine oozed out.

“You can also take in piss. How pretty.”

Muho laughed lightly, applied force to his thighs, and pushed his p*nis all the way in. Seeing her legs spread wide and drooling, she must have had an org*sm. She’s so beautiful, and she takes everything so well.

“Hey, this time I’ll c*m properly.”

“Haahh… oo, huh…”

The bright red gl*ns scraped against her v*ginal walls. It scraped the secretions off between her folds and reached deep into her ut*rus.

Muho gathered Rosé’s br*asts and smelled them. The pleasant scent of milk made his blood rush, and his p*nis throbbed.

“Ugh!”

Afraid that even a little bit of s*men might leak out, he raised the tip of his gl*ns upwards and ej*culated. After enjoying the aftermath for a while, with his p*nis rubbing against her inner walls, it gradually returned to its original size.

Muho slowly moved his waist back and pulled out the head of his c*ck. As he pulled it out up to his trembling gl*ns, the v*ginal hole that had been gaping wide tightened slightly.

“Do you want to c*m?”

“Please let me c*m, huh, my stomach hurts, huff…”

“Sit down and do it. Right in front of me.”

The corners of Muho’s mouth rose up like a street thug. He pulled Rosé’s arms and ordered her to squat down. It seemed like he wouldn’t take his eyes off her until she finished soaking her v*gina with fl*ids.

“Do it.”

Rosé tightly closed her eyes. Even though she wasn’t a dog that followed commands, she couldn’t help but let out a stream of urine as soon as she heard those words.

A stream of water poured out of her lower belly as if it were coming from her bladder. A small puddle formed on the floor. It was murky, far from being clear spring water.

Rosé cried out in inexplicable pl*asure. Despite feeling embarrassed and disgusted, her lower region tingled with a strange sense of release.

She wanted to be impaled by her master again. She couldn’t stand the itchiness down there.

“Master, my… down there…”

“Why? Is it empty and lonely?”

“Hm, it’s strange… Please keep pounding on me.”

“Who taught you this? If you say things that turn me on, I’ll f*ck you more forcefully, okay?”

Muho foolishly pulled Rosé’s arm and pushed her against the wall. Then he thrust the head of his c*ck between her legs.

He didn’t even rub it a few times, but she was already w*t enough that it slipped in easily. The flesh of her p*ssy turned slippery and loose with just one splash of water.

“Hey, you’re the one who said it. That you want me to f*ck you.”

“Huff, please do it. Master…”

F*ck, I’ll f*ck you until your hole is loose. Muho instantly pierced through Rosé’s v*gina.

His p*nis, which had slumped once, became er*ect again. Now, as she had become familiar with the pain, obsc*ne words flowed through Rosé’s lips.

“Hng! Master’s p*nis, huff, feels good when it’s big…!”

“Khk, f*ck. I’m going to f*ck you, so stick your a$s up straight!”

Muho grabbed her a$s cheeks and forcefully pulled her towards him. At the same time, a stream of l*quid gushed out of Rosé’s abdomen.

“Ah, aah… Aahng!”

There was one critical hit after another. Rosé embraced her master’s neck and checked her overflowing ability points with teary eyes.

Urination. It was more to her liking, more than she could have ever imagined.

* * *

The morning sun, which had been faintly shining, rose in the sky. Among the two people sleeping soundly n*ked, Rosé was the first one to wake up.

Something sticky was stuck to her hair. In her drowsy state, she brushed her hair, and a slimy lump stuck to her fingers.

Rosé sniffed at the unknown lump and frowned. It was the familiar yet absolutely unfamiliar, strong scent of a male.

S*men.

Come to think of it…

A white robe was scattered around, even though it hadn’t rained, the floor was w*t with puddles of water, and there were several strands of tangled hair scattered around. And next to her, n*ked…was her master, lying sprawled with his mouth wide open.

There was no doubt that the 12-hour effect of the ‘Matching of Desires’ had ended.

— However, the effect is so powerful that you will temporarily lose your memory when the duration ends. Fortunately, your memory will be restored after enough time has passed.

Suddenly, Rosé’s feet became busy. She had to tidy up this place before his master woke up and asked her about the incident.

It was too bothersome to explain. So pretending that nothing happened until his memories returned seemed like a better choice.

Rosé wiped herself, put on her robe, and cleaned the cave floor. But she couldn’t remove the lingering smell of c*m.

She could tell how much training they had, judging by her greatly increased abilities alone. The master was not only physically strong, but he also had incredible stamina.

‘He’s also a divine being.’

Humans, demons, demonized humans, and even divine beings.

‘And there’s the hero who saves with her body.’

“Uugh…”

Not long after, Muho woke up, scratching his messy head. He checked the sunny cave outside and looked around in surprise.

The firewood they burned last night had turned into ash. Time had passed swiftly without him realizing it.

Muho carefully straightened his disheveled uniform while awkwardly scratching the back of his head, and asked Rosé.

“How much did I teach you?”

Ordering to fetch the divine bead like training a dog, and then returning to the cave for various s*x training. If that’s something you taught, is it really teaching?

Well, in the end, I believe it was called extreme training.

“It rained, so I only did the basics. Master.”

“Ah… right, it did rain.”

Muho washed his face, trying to regain his memory. But it felt like his memory was abruptly cut in half.

It had been a while since he had slept so deeply. Perhaps because he was using manipulation magic for too long, his lower back and thighs were stiff.

“Phew… Let’s leave for now.”

“Yes, Master.”

Rosé followed behind the master, carrying bags in both hands. She wrinkled her nose, as if she had smelled something fishy when he went outside.

That’s definitely the smell of your s*men, you bastard. She diligently descended from the mountain, muttering silently.

‘By the way, where was that divine bead…’

As they descended, Rosé’s gaze followed the valley. Since it had fallen along the waterfall, it must have arrived somewhere below the mountain.

But due to the bright sunlight, it was almost impossible to find anything at this time of day. It would be possible at night, though.

As she walked with her shoulders slumped, thinking about the big money she had lost, she heard someone shouting, “Wah! I’m rich now!”

One of Rosé’s eyebrows shot up. Could it be?

“Aah! Master, look at that!”

Rosé discovered a man shouting in surprise, and he held up the divine bead high in the sky, his feet trembling.

His bag was filled with all sorts of mushrooms and herbs that he had picked.

No, my divine bead! In the instant she was about to rush towards the man, Muho grabbed her from behind.

“Hey, stop it. That’s a fake.”

“A fake…?”

Tears welled up in the corners of Rosé’s eyes as she turned around. Then, all the struggles I went through to find that…

“Who gave you permission to strike your master with a fist?!”

You shameless bastard! Muho struck Rosé’s shoulder with his staff without hesitation.

Rosé, clutching her aching shoulder, glared at Muho with resentful eyes.

“I thought it was real! I tried to repay my debt with that… ugh… so frustrating!”

Sob! My money! My debt! Suddenly overwhelmed by anxiety, Rosé sat down on the ground, resting her head in her hands, and burst into tears. The baffled Muho scratched the back of his head.

‘I can’t ask someone who’s already dead for another one.’

In fact, the ‘divine bead’ was one of the items that Muho had stolen from the Vermillion Bird¹주작 or Suzaku (朱雀) is an imaginary animal that is one of the Four Gods‘s den, which had been a thorn in his side for a long time.

However, among the divine beings, it was a useless item and was only used as a substitute for a torch. Even now, it was just as useless to Muho.

‘What’s so great about tears anyway.’

Divine bead… in other words, the ‘tear of the deity’ was a token of love bestowed upon a mate. Humans wouldn’t have even imagined that.

Muho looked at his crying disciple, lips pursed. Anger welled up inside him towards the disciple, who was desperately nagging for that token.

“Hey, are you going to get up, or should I leave you behind?”

Muho poked Rosé’s side with his staff to provoke her. Rosé, who had been sniffing and sobbing, finally stood up, muttering, “I’m really annoyed!”

After confirming that she obediently followed him, Muho clicked his tongue mockingly. She’s so greedy for money

‘Mine would have been more expensive.’

Didn’t she know that a striped divine bead was more popular than that pathetic red one?

Muho grumbled inwardly, calculating the time it would take for him to shed tears.

Then, he shook his head in surprise. Crazy, what am I thinking? Why would I give her something like that?

When he glanced back, Rosé, who had stopped crying, was wiping her swollen eyes with her hands.

At that moment, he felt like a lightning strike hit his forehead, and his toes twitched.

Muho hurriedly looked ahead and tried to calm his still-thumping heart. To him, she looked beautiful.

“F*ck, is this for real…?”

According to divine standards, he was a young man in his prime, but compared to human age, he was 459 years old, while Rosé was just a newborn. That’s why he deliberately imitated an old man’s appearance.

Muho wiped his sweaty face with his palm. His cheeks were flushed, just like the red divine bead.

T/N: additional information: The Four Symbols, also known as the Four Gods, are four mythological creatures in Chinese culture that represent cardinal directions and seasons. They are: the Azure Dragon of the East, the Vermilion Bird of the South, the White Tiger of the West, and the Black Tortoise of the North.