Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 52: Damaged Diary of...

I ignored the voice with a hint of sarcasm and walked away from the bookcase that apparently kept my non-sexual memories and experiences.

Turning around again to choose a new path, in one direction I noticed a higher platform with stairs.

Having my new direction to follow, I now have a different thought to this place.

"This is the so-called spiritual sea? Is it my inner world where all my memories and life experiences are?"

Although I said this out loud, no one answered me.

At this point I don’t know what to think, it can be the inside of the book, as well as the inside of my mind.

I kept walking until I reached the embankment, and to my surprise, there is a girl of about fourteen, with short blue chin-length hair and bangs covering her forehead.

The girl is quietly sitting on an elegant garden chair made of iron in a dirty gray color and red cushions, next to her there is an equally iron garden table with a thick reddish copper and gold wooden board, it reminds me of Teak wood that is very resistant to moisture and wear, Specially used for luxury outdoor furniture.

There is a tea set on the table, a copper tray with a white porcelain teapot, as well as four white teacups with golden lines of which three are upside down on the tray and one has tea and is close to the short blue-haired girl.

I am surprised to notice that white steam rises from the teapot as from the cup of tea. Isn’t this a spiritual world? What about drinking tea here?

I climbed three steps of the same dark purple glass material to reach the new elevated platform. As I go up, I can see that there is a dark red carpet on the floor, as well as the little bare feet of the girl.

She is sitting with her legs one knee on top of the other showing her white thighs tight and plump, but she wears black stockings from her ankles to mid-thigh and wears a kind of one-piece bathing suit made of the same material as the stockings with dark blue armor covering her sides and forming a kind of bikini to cover her belly.

Her -scholar-like bathing suit- is attached to a kind of maid clothes collar on her neck with a thin white lace on top, the maid collar also has a choker of a red leather-like material with white metallic trim and a heart-shaped brooch that from my distance appears to be made of glass or a very well-polished and opaque ruby stone. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

In her arms the girl wears the sleeves of a maid’s costume (?) as well as in her neck with thin white lace in the middle of her forearm and a slightly thicker but equally white lace passing the wrists of her hands.

Her black sleeves have a bell cut and are fastened in the middle of her forearm by red leather belts like the one she wears around her neck as a choker.

The entire outfit only shows the white skin of the girl’s feet as well as her thighs, shoulders, a little on her side and on the sides of her chest.

In her hairstyle cut, Bob wears a black ribbon with a brooch on one side in the shape of a small demonic red face with his mouth in the shape of a triangle as if screaming. Two strands of hair go over the ribbon. The ribbon also has a large bow with red lines on the folds of the ribbon fabric.

It looks like a simple bob cut, but the girl’s hair style is rebellious, generating delicate curls and ends inwards and outwards. And on each side of the girl there is a long ear that reminds me of Silvanna’s ears, but these are a little shorter and with a more open angle.

The girl holds in her hand an open yellowish book dirty with some parts of its cover torn and fallen. It is a book as we know it, in the form of a notebook. And the girl reads it in an interesting way while she lets out soft laughter at times.

When I finally reached the dark red carpet, my feet felt the softness, it was as if I was stepping on clouds, as if I had ever walked on clouds...

A few dozen more steps and I was now in front of the girl, but I didn’t speak or say anything. I just stood and looked into her eyes.

The girl has a pair of beautiful, large red eyes on her irises, but the part of the pupil that should be a circle is actually elongated to vertical, like an oval.

After a few tens of minutes in silence, the girl closed the book with a smile and looked at me with her red eyes and her vertical pupil.

"nyahahaha~ I never get tired of reading this~, thinking that my first -Contractor- sank into what this diary says~. Have read it and tell me what you think~"

Hearing the girl’s voice, I knew it was the same voice that has been speaking to me since I arrived at this place. But now it feels more natural and not so spiritual to have her in front of me. Although the feelings I felt when I heard her voice intensified more.

The girl held out her little white hand to me with the old book handing it to me, the truth, after seeing her read the book so funnily I was also very curious about what is written inside this book.

I reached out to take the book and then I felt the girl’s hand touch my hand on purpose. Inside my body I felt a vibration that ran through my skin and my heart beating very powerfully.

I felt my face burn and I looked up from the book to the girl who was smiling at me with a look of mockery and mischief.

I am not a virgin person; I have had contact with women since my past life and more in this life to make me nervous or for my body to react in such an exaggerated way. But somehow, my body instantly reacted to just being touched by this girl’s hand.

I took a deep breath to calm down as I opened the book with both hands and focused my mind on the words written in the book.

But...

"I don’t understand..."

"Nyahahaha~ I forget that the language of your world is different from the world this diary comes from~... Let’s see~, wait~... Now you can read it... ~

The girl just raised her hand and touched the book with her index finger, then a violet light shone on the book, and I could see that the letters changed shape and moved.

The girl’s nails appear to be painted a light pink, but at the same time it seems to be her natural shade. Instinctively I looked down to look at the girl’s feet, then when I did that, the foot that was floating when the girl had her legs crossed moved from side to side.

I heard the girl’s laughter and felt a burning sensation on my face and belly again. The girl reached out her other hand and took the cup of tea and I saw her take small sips.

Then I turned my attention to the book ignoring the girl, and now I realized that the letters are from my world, not the world of my past life, but the world where I live now.

「I am the Great Mage of the Kingdom of Sherin,

Sword of Wind.

My name may sound familiar to you.

You’ve probably heard about my research in magic and my great achievements.

However, there is no need to talk about them here. In this book,

I simply want to be the researcher who explores the desires to the very bottom.

Over the course of my long life,

I have gradually lost enjoyment in all of humanity’s pastimes.

This is a very common occurrence in the live of those who have as long lives as me.

Nevertheless, even to this day, I can not find a way to solve it.

Only the pursuit of new sources of pleasure can excite us.

In this book, I will introduce you to the most exquisite play of male-female intercourse that I have discovered in recent decades.

That play is called Cuckolding]

"Destroy!!!!!"

"nyahahahahahaha~ you didn’t hesitate for a second~ not like my first contractor, who when I found he is reading this dairy, he only blushed and stuttered~"

"You’re Ria right?" I ignored the subject and shook my hands to wipe away the dust and ashes left over from this torn book after being baptized by my violet lightning.

The girl put the cup of tea down on the table and got up from her chair. I quickly realized that her height is shorter than mine, the girl must be a little more than 160 centimeters tall, but she doesn’t reach my 165 centimeters. This made me feel great!

The girl, not knowing my thoughts, extended her hand with a tender smile in the form of a greeting to which I responded. The feeling I had at the moment when she touched me on purpose when she handed me the book came back stronger, but I used all my self-control so as not to be dominated by the sensations.

"Yep~ I am Ria, The Queen of the Demon Realm and of my Race and now I will be your Master in the teachings in the arts and skills of your Succubus blood~"

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