I’m sorry, I can’t assist with that request.
“Oh, hic! Oh, sob! Sob… Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhhhh!”
Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!
The sound of water splashing and the lewd noise of skin against skin harmonized with Go Yeon-joo’s cries, creating a strangely beautiful symphony.
How much time had passed like that?
“Ah… sob… ah… sob… ah…”
Now, as if she had lost the strength to even make a sound, Go Yeon-joo could only let out faint gasps, her body twitching slightly. The legs that had wrapped around my waist so tightly just moments ago, and the hands that had scratched my back with such intensity, now lay limp and lifeless. She was like a puppet with its strings cut, moving only as I moved her. Yet, she still seemed to feel something, letting out a weak whimper each time I withdrew and entered again.
At that moment, the desire that had been slowly building up inside me surged to its peak. I lifted my hips and reached out with both hands, grasping her breasts to hold them steady. Her eyes, which had been unfocused, and her lips, which had been slightly parted, suddenly opened wide.
That reaction seemed to be the catalyst. I drove in as deeply as I could one last time and stopped, feeling the explosive climax wash over me. The heat that had been building all night rushed to my core, and I released it forcefully inside Go Yeon-joo.
“Hah… hah…”
“Ahhhhh…!”
Throb! Throb!
The man released a sticky liquid without restraint. The white essence flowed in, tapping against her inner walls. With each release, Go Yeon-joo let out a soft moan and her body convulsed. As I savored the lingering sensation of release, I wondered how many hours we had been at it.
After I had emptied myself completely, I lifted my head to see the faint morning light beginning to filter through the curtains.
“Did we really go all night…?”
It was then.
Sss…
Just as I was feeling a bit bewildered, I felt a warm sensation spreading across my lower abdomen.
Startled, I pulled out of Go Yeon-joo and quickly sat up. I looked down at the space between her legs.
Sss…
From her most intimate place, a white liquid was trickling down, accompanied by a yellowish stream that was spurting out like a fountain. She had lost control and wet herself.
“Go Yeon-joo.”
“Sob… sob…”
Calling her name in my confusion, Go Yeon-joo suddenly burst into tears. She seemed to be trying to close her legs, but they wouldn’t obey her, only moving feebly.
Watching her cry silently, I felt a sense of numbness. She had always been so confident and composed, yet here she was, sobbing in front of me. No other thoughts came to mind. Only the realization that I had made a mistake dominated my thoughts. Feeling as if I were in a trance, I slowly reached out my hand.
“I’m sorry.”
“Sob… hic…”
“Go Yeon-joo, I’m really sorry. Truly.”
“Sob… why… sob… it’s too… ahhh… waaaah…”
She seemed to want to say something, her lips moving slightly, but in the end, she couldn’t hold back her sorrow and broke into tears.
I gently held her trembling shoulders and instinctively pulled her into an embrace. I began to soothe her, softly rubbing her back.
It seemed about thirty minutes had passed since I started comforting Go Yeon-joo. She didn’t respond to my apologies, only shedding tears until she eventually fell asleep from exhaustion.
I watched her peaceful, sleeping face for a while. Then, I carefully covered her with a blanket and quietly left the room.
’…’
I felt conflicted. As I walked aimlessly down the hallway, guilt pricked at my conscience. Memories of my first encounter with Go Yeon-joo surfaced. Back then, it was less intense, but we were both satisfied and confirmed our feelings for each other.
But now, it was different. Using the excuse of clearing my mind or succumbing to Go Yeon-joo’s provocations were all childish justifications. It was nothing more than a base desire to conquer her as a man, a desire that had been simmering since our first encounter and had now erupted.
With a sigh, I descended the stairs to the fourth floor, resolving to formally apologize to Go Yeon-joo once she woke up.
As I turned the corner to enter the third-floor hallway, I heard footsteps approaching.
Thud, thud.
I paused, waiting, and soon saw someone ascending the stairs from the second floor. It was Im Hanna.
“Good morning.”
“Oh! Clan Lord!”
Im Hanna’s eyes widened in surprise as she blinked at me.
“It’s a bit early to call it morning. You’re up early.”
“Ah, yes… I don’t usually sleep much, and it’s a bit unfamiliar trying to sleep in a new place. I also wanted to explore the clan house a bit. I hope that’s not a problem?”
“As a member of the Mercenary Clan, you’re free to explore. It’s no problem at all.”
“Thank you for your understanding.”
Im Hanna bowed politely, offering a gentle smile. Then came a quiet pause. She seemed to feel the awkwardness of the silence, avoiding my gaze and looking down at the floor. As I pondered whether to let her go, she suddenly spoke up.
“But what brings you here, Clan Lord?”
“I was just planning to stop by the storage on the third floor.”
“Oh… I see…”
”…Would you like to join me for a look around the storage?”
Im Hanna continued to fidget with her fingers, still looking at the floor. But she soon nodded quietly in response.
‘Was she always like this?’
As I led the way down the hallway, I pondered. In the Love House, Im Hanna had shown a gentle side but wasn’t shy. Even when discussing the night’s events, she was confident and poised. I thought we wouldn’t feel awkward, being the same age, but now she seemed uneasy.
When we reached the storage, I extended my hand toward the magic circle in the center. As my palm touched the cool surface, I began to channel my energy. The magic circle glowed blue in response, and I felt the lock click open.
“Currently, only three people, including myself, have access to the storage. We have quite a few items, so I manage them personally.”
“Oh, I’ve heard about it. The magic circle identifies authorized users.”
“That’s right. Shall we go in?”
“Yes.”
I pushed the door open and stepped inside.
The storage was neatly organized with equipment that had been set aside during the last inventory. Some items were hung on the walls or displayed on stands, while others, like eggs and jewels, were neatly arranged on the floor.
As I sifted through the potions, I glanced back at Im Hanna, who was cautiously looking around.
“By the way, how old are you, Im Hanna?”
“Me? I’m twenty-four. How about you, Clan Lord?”
“I’m twenty-four as well. We’re the same age.”
“Oh, really? That’s a relief.”
I had only made a casual remark to break the awkwardness, but Im Hanna’s reaction was unexpectedly enthusiastic.
“Why is that a relief?”
“Oh, it’s just nice to meet someone my age. For some reason, everyone around me is either younger or older. I was hoping to have a friend.”
“A friend, huh? I’m the only twenty-four-year-old in the Mercenary Clan. Want to be friends? We can drop the formalities when we’re not in official settings.”
“Oh, no! I couldn’t possibly… I didn’t mean it like that.”
All the users are modern people. While they maintain formalities in official settings, it’s not uncommon to speak casually in private. Even the charismatic Han So-young allows some clan members to speak informally with her in private, like Yeon Hye-rim.
As I examined the potions, I found three bottles filled with a yellow liquid. Picking one up, I straightened and spoke.
“I don’t mind. You seemed a bit too formal, and that can be troublesome.”
“Then… may I ask a favor?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
“Could you speak informally to me for now? And… could I call you oppa… Ah, no, that’s not it.”
‘What is this?’
Im Hanna’s face had turned a deep shade of red. I had brought her to see the storage, but she seemed more focused on me than anything else. I recalled the moment in the meeting room when our eyes met. Her gaze had been filled with a strange longing.
I tilted my head in confusion, but it wasn’t a difficult request, so I nodded in agreement.
“Alright. I’ll speak casually from now on, Im Hanna.”
“Th-thank you. I’ll keep speaking formally for now, but I’ll let you know when I’m comfortable enough to switch.”
“Sure. I’m heading out now. Do you want to stay and look around a bit more?”
“I… no, I want to go too.”
Hanna Lim shook her head firmly. As we stepped out of the storage room and closed the door, she glanced at the bottle in my hand and spoke up.
“But what’s that bottle?”
“An elixir.”
“Wow…! So that’s an elixir.”
“Yeah. I managed to get it by chance. Um… Hanna, it’s early, but could I ask you a favor?”
“Of course,” she replied, nodding. Watching her, I fell into deep thought.
I pushed aside thoughts of Yeonju Ko and Hanna Lim for now. It was time to focus on what I had heard from Soyoung Han. The Haemil Clan needed the elixir. My heart was screaming to rush over there, not just for my brother, but for every clan member who had saved my life.
But I couldn’t act recklessly. Every action has its procedure and order. If I set my mind to it, meeting my brother in the eastern city wouldn’t take long. The East and South still maintained an unspoken alliance, so using the warp gate would take no more than an hour, maybe even just thirty minutes.
‘Haemil Clan. A user cursed by the Banshee. Less than two weeks left. The elixir can save a life.’
I calmly organized my thoughts and turned to Hanna, who was waiting for my response.
“I’m planning to step out for a bit. It might take some time. Could you let the clan members know to gather in the small meeting room on the third floor once they’re up? But don’t wake them on purpose.”
“That’s not a difficult request. But where are you planning to go?”
“The temple.”
“The temple?”
What I needed now was information. The elixir I held was a rare, ancient remedy that could cure any ailment as long as the person was still breathing. Using it impulsively, driven by emotion, was something I had to avoid as both a user and a clan leader.
I nodded calmly and answered, “Yes, I’m going to meet the angel in charge.”
---------------------------= Author’s Note ---------------------------=
Hello, this is Royujin.
To be honest, after the Margarita incident, I’ve been holding a bit of a grudge against my readers. I cut out a significant portion of the story, thinking it was too intense, but seeing your relaxed comments was quite a shock. I wondered, “Was I really that off the mark?” So this time, I decided to write something truly bold. But after finishing it, I thought… will some of you just smile quietly and say, “Is this it? Is this supposed to be intense?” OTL
I’m curious if you got a sense of what I was aiming for in this chapter. I apologize to those who might have felt uncomfortable. However, please remember that Memorize was intended to include mature scenes from the start. I ask for your understanding. (__)
PS. My aunt plans to get a smartphone tomorrow. She’s considering the Galaxy S3 and the Optimus G Pro. She asked me to help her at the store. I’ve done some research, but all I found was the installment price. Any tips on what to consider when we go? ;ㅅ;
『 Reader Comments (Episode 293) 』
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『 Reader Comments (Episode 294) 』
RandomStyle: Congratulations on being first! :) You’re right. Suhyun didn’t meet his brother then, and Yuhyun didn’t mention her to him. Hyoeul died in the first round at that time. :)
dbss: Memorize means to remember, to commit to memory. It can be interpreted as not forgetting what one has memorized. Kim Suhyun remembers, has memorized, and hasn’t forgotten the first round. He’s acting based on that. Thank you for understanding. :D
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Yeon Woojin: Correct. His brother’s death can be seen as Suhyun’s ‘blunder,’ or rather ‘nuisance.’ Of course, he plans to avoid creating such situations. However, he’s keeping the elixir for emergencies. :)
Cheonuncheoreom2: It seems so. There’s a lot to cut, and I feel the same way. The e-book is expected to be released after August. :)
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