As the engorged member increasingly churned through her sticky walls randomly, prominent veins bulged on Ian’s forearms and thighs. While his tongue persistently intertwined with hers between their pressed lips, his hip movements never stopped. Evelyn’s soft br*asts were crushed against his firm chest, their n*pples provocatively interlocking.

“Ahh! Down there, hah, feels like it’s burning…!”

“Haah….”

Ian exhaled with satisfaction as he tightly embraced Evelyn’s trembling body, which shook as if electrified by his ej*culation, and buried his p*nis to the hilt. Simultaneously, the system message announcing the completion of the sixth main quest reached Evelyn’s ears as she was half-lost in ecstasy.

[Congratulations! You have successfully healed the Tower Master, Ian. As a reward for completing the hidden route <The Tower Master’s Secret>, you have qualified to obtain the hidden ending <Living Together>.
The final main quest <The Saintess’s Mission> has arrived.]

Close the “rift” created in the human world due to the influence of Ian, the Tower Master, and save the world from suffering. If you succeed in closing the rift, you can choose either ‘Game Over’ or the hidden ending <Living Together> as your clear reward.

“Ah…!”

Finally, the last quest related to the Saintess’s mission that she had been desperately waiting for had arrived. There was no way she could close that rift by herself. However, right before her eyes was this world’s overpowered helper.

Ian, feeling the demon that had been lodged inside him like a thorn for so long, completely disappear, was examining his body in surprise. Then his brows furrowed sharply as a headache struck him as if splitting his brain in two.

‘What is this now.’

Several memories from when the demon had possessed his body flashed through his mind. The fragments of memory that had been unstably cut off as the demon left his body were finding their places again. Ian, who had buried his face in Evelyn’s hair with a churning stomach, startled.

‘…A soul from another world?’

But the demon had described Evelyn as ‘not a soul of this world.’ And Evelyn hadn’t denied it. Was this the source of the occasional dissonance he felt from Evelyn?

Like when Evelyn used purification in the demon realm. Or when she sometimes muttered incomprehensible words like “inventory” while staring into empty space.

Ian had sensed a strange energy flowing around her that he had never felt in this world before. If Evelyn really was from another world, how did she come to this world, and what would happen to her now?

Lost in thought, Ian looked down at Evelyn, who was breathing heavily in his arms, with a peculiar expression. What if Evelyn returned to her original world? Experiencing his mood plummeting just at the imagination, Ian separated himself from Evelyn.

As his p*nis withdrew from filling her inside, thick s*men poured down the cleft of Evelyn’s b*ttocks. Ian gently stroked her trembling waist with his large hand. As Evelyn looked up at him with dreamy eyes, he kissed her cheek briefly and asked in the gentlest voice he could manage.

“Evelyn. Do you remember the promise I made last time?”

The promise that if you removed the demon inside me, I would grant you one wish. At Ian’s timely reminder, Evelyn promptly nodded.

“I remember.”

“I’ll keep that promise, so tell me anything you want.”

Perhaps it was her feeling of reassurance at Ian’s generous voice that caused the trouble.

“About the rift connecting the human world and the demon realm. You can close it, right, Tower Master?”

Now that there was no demon to interfere with them, Ian, being the strongest in this world, should be able to close it easily. To her expectant question, Ian, after a moment of silence, asked in a gentle voice.

“Why suddenly the rift?”

“Well. I think it would be more beneficial for the world… Ahh!”

Thwack! Suddenly her body felt lifted into the air, and then a p*nis split her unprepared inner walls and buried itself near her cervix. That day, Ian moved his hips frantically as if punishing her or trying to shake something off. Even as he kissed the cheek of Evelyn, who was crying and begging that she was sorry, his mind was elsewhere.

The next morning. After covering the completely passed-out Evelyn with a blanket up to her neck, he quietly left the tower. Then he sent messengers to summon Luinel, Nox, and Hezel to one place. After being shut in an empty annex of the imperial palace for nearly half a day, they dispersed around sunset.

It was their first and last meeting held without Evelyn’s knowledge.

***

“Ha, haah! W-wait. This isn’t what we agreed…!”

Despite the demon being gone, the p*nis still adorned with ferocious veins mercilessly pierced Evelyn’s lower parts. Her protests were hopelessly scattered by the pressure entering and spreading her opening.

Ian, who had trapped her from behind, firmly gripped Evelyn’s twitching waist. His arms, which seemed determined never to let go, were densely covered with magic circles that he had once inscribed on himself to contain the demon.

“What will you do if you get tired from the start, Evelyn?”

I told you to build up more stamina.

Unlike his languid voice, reminiscent of the midday sun, his hip movements were incomparably lewd. Each time Ian thrust his p*nis deep into her inner walls, a scream-like moan burst from Evelyn’s mouth. His member, which moved in and out of her maximally spread opening as if it were his home, was quickly covered in sticky fluids.

Evelyn, trapped between Ian’s arms and shaking uncontrollably, struggled to maintain her rationality.

‘This can’t go on!’

At this rate, she would truly be trapped in ‘Evelyn’s Manor’ with no escape. She didn’t want to continue living as a physical healer trapped in this insane game anymore.

Squelch, squelch.

But no matter how hard she tried to hold onto her reason. All her thought circuits became tangled by his organ that targeted only her sensitive spots.

“Mmm, nngh. Ahh… Haaah! Please, stop…!”

“Then promise, Evelyn. That you’ll stay here with us forever.”

The voice penetrating her eardrums was as wet as the sounds coming from their perfectly joined connection. As his hip movements grew increasingly fierce, a strange burning sensation spread throughout Evelyn’s body. Simultaneously, hands that perfectly embodied the expression “slender jade fingers” grasped her br*asts that had been bouncing up and down.