Witch's Embrace

"The Witch's Convent" by DaoistaHADNk

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Outside the dormitory window, the three witches—Heidi, Yuta, and Cuivis—were quietly hiding, eavesdropping on the sounds inside, but no noises were coming from within.

They became anxious but didn't dare to move too much, fearing they might disturb those inside.

"Why hasn't it started yet?" Cuivis, the most impatient, couldn't help but ask, "By this time, Master and Die should be up, right?"

"Given Master's character, he should have gotten up immediately, pinned Die beneath him, and charged at her fiercely."

As she said this, she recalled the crisp splashes and sounds of flesh colliding during their previous encounters, which should be clearly audible even through a window!

Yuta frowned slightly and tentatively explained, "Master should be awake by now, but given how much Die consumed last night, it's very possible she is still asleep."

Last night, after eliminating those two statues and the cultists, Yuta had suffered from the Slow Spell debuff, stabbing Die several times, leaving her severely injured.

If it weren't for that, Hawthorne wouldn't have been able to purify Die so easily afterward.

Meanwhile, Heidi couldn't help but smile: "Eavesdropping like this is already quite boring, so let's not complain anymore."

She was quite patient, appearing very composed. Cuivis still looked anxious, barely able to contain her desire to hear some excitement.

"Hey, you two, what position do you think Master and Die will use for their first time?" she suddenly became interested and suggested, "How about we make a bet and guess?"

Immediately, Yuta showed hesitation, recalling the various positions she had been put into in front of her sisters, and her cheeks felt hot: "Why do we have to guess about this..."

"This also shows how well we understand Master, right?" Cuivis said, then eagerly began, "I'll go first; based on my understanding of Master, I guess he will hold Die's hips and thighs from the front and let her slowly come down on him…"

As she spoke, her face turned slightly red as she couldn't help but recall her first night with Hawthorne.

That night, she had indeed come down on him in that position, becoming one with him.

Seeing this, Yuta no longer resisted. After thinking for a moment, she said quietly, "I guess he would have Die use her fingers first to pleasure herself… then Master would shove her onto the bed from the front…"

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became until she could no longer continue, her face flushed as if it could drip blood.

That had been how her first time was, and the more she spoke, the more she recalled the scene, her legs tightening slightly, and her body showing signs of moisture.

"What about you, Heidi? What do you think?" Cuivis finally turned to the deep-sea witch, looking at her with a provocative gaze, "If you lose, it means you, who have been with Master for so long, don't understand him as much as I do."

Her gaze was intense, clearly revealing that her true intention behind this wager was not just entertainment but also to challenge Heidi's status as the leader!

She wanted to prove that she was the one most in sync with Hawthorne!

To this, Heidi smiled slightly: "I think it should be from behind."

Recalling countless times, whether in the dormitory, study, or kitchen, when Hawthorne had caressed her full hips and thrust into her from behind, her body slightly trembled, showing signs of moisture.

"Alright, I've noted everything down!" Cuivis said eagerly, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "Soon, it will be time to witness the answer. Whoever guesses correctly will prove they understand Master the most…"

Creak—

A light sound as the dormitory door was pushed open. A neatly dressed Hawthorne entered, accompanied by Die, who was dressed as a nun, both walking toward the kitchen.

Instantly, the three witches were dumbfounded: "Ah?"

"They… didn't do anything?"

"Master… actually let Die go?"

"No way?!"

A strong sense of defeat surged in Cuivis's heart as she sighed: "It seems we still… don't really understand Master enough!"

...

On the other side, Hawthorne smiled, walking with the now fully dressed nun, hair neatly done, and a slightly flushed Die toward the kitchen. As they walked, he continuously observed her cute reactions, finding it increasingly amusing.

Die took small, delicate steps, utterly unwilling to make any larger movements, as if she were afraid of something. The reason was quite simple: at Hawthorne's request, she was wearing nothing underneath her nun's habit, walking in a vacuum within the convent.

Without the barrier of underwear, the rough nun's garb rubbed against her soft and delicate skin. This was still bearable, but as she moved, the swaying of her breasts would constantly brush against the coarse fabric, stimulating the sensitive areas, even causing her nipples to become engorged and stand erect…

This made her, being inexperienced, unable to endure it. The intense shame made her wish she could find a crack in the ground to hide in. However, since this was Hawthorne's request, she had no choice but to endure the embarrassment, praying that the other sisters in the convent were not around.

Little did she know that in the shadows, three pairs of eyes were observing her and Hawthorne's actions.

Regardless of what anyone else did, Hawthorne walked in arm-in-arm with Die into the kitchen and sat down. He opened the system, allowing the cooking utensils to automatically begin preparing food, and then asked, "Die, I remember you should have a vast amount of knowledge. Do you know the method to learn the Eldritch Invocation 'Agonizing Blast'?"

Die first nodded slightly, but as she understood his true request, her brows furrowed. Just when Hawthorne thought she didn't know, he saw her close her eyes, extend her hands, and place her fingers on her temples, gently rotating them: "Wait a moment, Master; my memory is too vast, and I need to recall carefully to find those sealed memories…"

Hawthorne felt his heart rise to his throat, but he knew he couldn't rush her, so he had to remain patient and wait slowly: "Alright, take your time; no hurry. Um, for other Eldritch Invocations, such as Demonic Vitality, Hunger Blade, advanced Pact Weapon, and Lifedrinker, you can look for those as well."

Die didn't respond, still immersed in her vast ocean of memories. At this moment, the simple breakfast of meat porridge, fried eggs, and ham had already been prepared.

The round bowls and spoons flew automatically to his table, so Hawthorne began to eat while patiently waiting for Die's recollection.

Finally, just as he was about to finish his meal, Die slowly opened her eyes, meeting his eager yet tense gaze, and nodded: "I know all of them."

Instantly, Hawthorne breathed a sigh of relief: "Great! Then there's no time to waste; once we finish eating, we'll practice Agonizing Blast!"

He had been looking forward to this Eldritch Invocation for too long. If it weren't for the lack of it, last night's battle with Kentez wouldn't have been so dangerous; he could have easily secured victory long ago!

Upon hearing this, Die, who had finally calmed down, turned incredibly rosy: "Are we… going back to the dormitory to study?"

Hawthorne was momentarily taken aback, watching her glossy black hair cascade down like a waterfall and her long black eyelashes fluttering shyly, and he quickly understood what she was thinking.

Suddenly, a playful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "No, we're definitely going to the Study; it's more efficient to study there."

He knew that this girl still had many things she couldn't let go of, and the more like this she was, the more he wanted to tease and play with her.

However, unfortunately, at that moment, the innocent Die remained oblivious to Hawthorne's ulterior motives. Upon hearing that he wasn't going back to the dormitory, Die let out a sigh of relief but also felt a bit disappointed.

Sure enough, compared to the other sisters, is my figure not that attractive?

Thinking this, she watched as Hawthorne quickly finished the remaining breakfast with a few swift bites, then got up and linked his arm with hers, saying, "Let's go; we're heading to the Study."

Die got up afterward and followed him out, walking nervously, afraid that other sisters would notice her current state of being nearly exposed.

Finally, once they entered the Study, she hurriedly closed the door and leaned against the inner door frame, letting out a long sigh, feeling that she was finally safe.

Over there, Hawthorne sat down in a chair and said, "Come on, Die, come here, sit down, let's begin."

"Mm." Die replied, turning her head, but then paused, looking at the only chair in the Study, hesitating: "Where… should I sit?"

"Here," Hawthorne pointed to his thigh, revealing a playful smile, "there's only one chair here, isn't there?"

Instantly, Die's face turned bright red, reaching all the way to her ears.

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