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"…Not enough," a cold voice said slowly.
"Oh?" Haru raised an eyebrow, looking at the impassive Touko Aozaki with surprise, waiting for her to continue.
"The deal includes lifting the Sealing Designation," Touko said, her gaze cold as she stared at Haru. As a proper magus, Touko didn't care about using her body as a bargaining chip, even if it meant bearing his child.
Raised as an egg of a True Magic User, Touko's way of thinking was that of a pure magus.
'As long as I can reach the Root, anything can be abandoned.' Her grandfather's words echoed in her mind.
Touko was perfectly calm.
Haru had only promised to let her leave London safely, at most with the magical tools and funds she'd accumulated over the years.
However, as a Sealing Designation, she would inevitably be hunted by Enforcers. No magus wanted to live their life on the run; it would interfere with their magical research.
Since Haru's goal was her bloodline, then using it as a bargaining chip to secure a peaceful environment for her research shouldn't be a problem. For him, it was a matter of a single word.
Touko calmly weighed the pros and cons.
"…A reasonable condition. I accept." Haru leaned back against the sofa, gently massaging his temples, his eyes narrowed, his expression grave as he looked at the impassive Touko Aozaki.
Right now, Haru's impression of mages as psychopaths was deepening.
A normal woman wouldn't react this way to what was essentially coercion. To calmly treat her own body as a commodity, calculating its value—it sent a chill down his spine.
Compared to Lorelei, who, despite her aristocratic pride, could still be teased and challenged, Touko, cast out by her own family, was the very definition of a magus: Cold, ruthless, and obsessed with the Root.
Haru was willing to bet that even if he took her body now, if the price was right, she wouldn't hesitate to cuckold him...
Hearing Haru's reply, Touko, still submerged in the nutrient fluid, lifted a finger, a flicker of red light at its tip.
Gurgle—! Gurgle—!
The nutrient fluid in the container slowly drained, flowing through the pipes at the base into the workshop's wastewater tank.
Clank—!
The container's glass lid slowly lifted. Her toes touched the ground, sending droplets of water splashing. The green nutrient fluid trickled down her pale, graceful body, pooling on the floor.
Touko, her expression impassive, lifted her toes and slowly walked towards Haru, stopping before the sofa. Her eyes, completely devoid of the shyness one would expect from being exposed before him, were simply cold.
"Then, sign this contract." Haru lifted his hand slightly, snapping his fingers. A scroll of parchment materialized, hovering before Touko.
Touko lifted her hand, pinching a corner of the parchment, and examined its contents. After a moment, a strange expression crossed her face. "Ha, this kind of contract… you want me to be your exclusive lover?"
Touko felt she'd misunderstood something.
She'd originally thought Haru was interested in her puppet technology, intending to study her bloodline through any children she bore.
But now… it seemed Haru was interested in her looks?
This wasn't logical...
In her understanding, a True Magic User who had reached the Root should be like her grandfather: a pure magus with terrifying power and a madman's personality.
Yet Haru—this Fifth True Magic User—seemed to possess something called… humanity.
Yes, in Touko's eyes, Haru's lust and greed were signs of his remaining humanity.
Though his personality was still terrible, compared to those mages who had annihilated their humanity, he was practically a good person—
"Are you signing or not?" Haru looked at the naked Touko with dead-fish eyes. She was a pure magus, a psychopath who prioritized magical interests above all else.
This kind of woman, who could cuckold him at any moment, was terrifying. Haru couldn't relax without taking some precautions.
"Heh, the protection of a True Magic User? I've really hit the jackpot, haven't I?" Touko's lips curved upwards. She lifted her right hand, bit her thumb, and pressed a bloody fingerprint onto the parchment, which was made entirely of a contractual concept.
As the bloody print was inscribed, the parchment ignited, burning without flame, and a strange connection formed between Haru and Touko.
"Hmm? As expected of a True Magic User. To be able to cast such a soul-level contractual concept so casually—" Touko said, surprised, as she felt the contract in her mind. She then turned her gaze to Haru. "Well then, on to the next step of fulfilling the contract."
Her fair, smooth fingers glowed with a faint red light.
Touko leaned down, her hand slowly tracing a line down Haru's black casual pants.
Rip—!
As the pants were torn open, a heated Little Haru sprang out, bouncing against Touko's cheek.
"Oh? Quite the capital you have there," Touko said, surprised, touching her cheek and staring at Little Haru before calmly… swallowing.
Half a day later, Touko frowned, spat out Little Haru, and stood up slowly. "The foreplay is done. Now, let's begin," she said, her voice flat.
Haru watched Touko's detached actions with a complicated expression, feeling the tight, moist sensation, his mood exceptionally complex.
"It feels like I'm playing with a doll… even though this is her real body…" Haru's lip twitched as he stared into her calm, orange eyes. Even her breathing seemed… perfunctory, as if she were simply going through the motions.
"Could you at least try to be a bit more engaged? What kind of lover acts like this?" Haru looked at Touko with exasperation, his tone complaining.
"…Give me a pair of glasses," Touko said after a long silence, her voice flat.
With deep confusion and bewilderment, Haru created a pair of black-framed glasses and handed them to Touko.
Touko hesitated for a moment, then slowly put on the glasses. The moment they were on her face, her cheeks flushed a deep red, her eyes filled with an indescribable panic and shyness. "…G-get out!!"
Haru stared, dumbfounded, at the sudden change in Touko's demeanor. He blinked, and after a long moment, managed to utter a single word. "Tight!"
Haru grabbed Touko, who was struggling to escape, and stared at her genuinely panicked expression, his voice uncertain. "Split personality?"
He remembered now.
Touko Aozaki was an artificially created split personality. One was the magus personality, the other, the normal female personality. And the glasses… they were her personality switch—
Hearing his words, Touko's body trembled, and the passage, suddenly constricting, sent Haru over the edge. Feeling the warmth in her abdomen, her panicked and shy gaze met Haru's.
"Alright, I like this setting."
Haru's lips curved into a wicked grin, and he pounced, pinning Touko to the sofa.
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