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Reincarnation Fetish V1 Ch4

 04 Fetish Control

"Hey, Lucia. Are you feeling unwell? It's because you're working so late."

I called out to Lucia as she returned home, standing in front of her house. She seemed to be covering her mouth with a handkerchief before entering.

"Maul? What are you doing here? I thought you had already left..."

Lucia was stunned when she saw me emerge from the darkness. She still uses formal language with me, which is honestly a bit of a shock.

"I just really wanted to see you again. I waited for you in front of your house, but I didn't expect you to be this late. I ended up waiting quite a while."

The sun had set, and the surroundings were pitch black. Of course, there's no electricity in this world—only small street lamps and moonlight to rely on.

Even in that faint light, Lucia's black hair shimmered beautifully. She's truly stunning...

"How did you know where I live?"

"Lucia, you should really be more aware of your fame. It wasn't easy to find out, but I managed. Hey, 'Emerald-Haired Ice Blade.'"

Lucia's alias was already well-known throughout the capital. After asking around a bit, everyone unanimously agreed that Lucia was the top swordswoman in the capital.

I felt proud, but... because of that, Lucia... well, it's complicated.

"Your house is quite impressive, isn't it? It's so different from the one we lived in back in the village... So, that's why you've changed, huh?"

"N-no, I haven't changed..."

I couldn't see her expression, but I could tell Lucia was flustered.

"I never thought I'd see you like this. I was really looking forward to meeting you again."

"I-I'm sorry about that, but I..."

I slowly approached Lucia, but she didn't move from her spot.

"Did you find a lover? Didn't want to be seen with another man?"

"I don't have a lover. Since coming to the capital, I've only been focused on work."

As I stood in front of her, Lucia's face became clear. She was trembling, but still as beautiful as ever... Her face was just like the Lucia I knew back then.

When I grabbed her arm with my right hand, I could feel her trembling. It seemed like she was scared of me, which only made me feel even sadder.

"Lucia. Your beautiful hair hasn't changed, even though you have..."

"I-I haven't changed..."

"At the very least, the girl I knew wouldn't have stood by while someone she knew got hurt. The kind girl I loved is gone, isn't she? What a shame."

Lucia's face turned pale, and her eyes began to well up with tears.

"N-no..."

"It's too late for that look now. By the way, you smell nice. If I were as much of a 'scent fetish' as you, I'd definitely have fallen for you."

"Huh? Fetish...?"

Lucia looked confused, not understanding what I meant. Seeing her frightened face sent shivers down my spine.

"Let me explain. A fetish is... well, it's like this: 'Fetish Control.'"

I tightened my grip on Lucia's arm with my right hand. I could feel the emblem on my hand growing hot, burning with intensity.

"Huh...? Ah... ah, ah, ah?!"

Light burst from my right hand, enveloping Lucia's body as it spread.

It was as if Lucia herself was emitting a pink light... so beautiful...

"N-no, ah, ah... ahhn"

Lucia's body trembled violently. Her eyes rolled back, and her eyelids began to twitch.

"Ah... ah... ah... ahhn, ah"

Her once beautifully shaped mouth twisted, her tongue sticking out as drool dripped from the corner.

Watching Lucia's refined face contort like this was strangely thrilling. It felt like I could get addicted to this.

"Ahh..."

The light around Lucia faded, and she slumped to the ground, her head hanging low.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders.

When I let go of her arm, it fell limply to her side. She looked like a broken doll, and the sight was unbearably exciting.

"Lucia...?"

She wasn't moving at all, and I started to get scared. It was my first time using this "skill," and I let my emotions take over... I used it at full power.

I began to worry that I might have done something irreversible.

"Mmm..."

Lucia responded to my call. It seemed she was okay, at least for now.

Her face slowly lifted, her eyes looking up at me, dazed... I couldn't stop the shivers running down my spine. Things were getting out of hand down there.

"...Maul..."

Lucia slowly stood up, swaying like a puppet on strings.

"Ahah It's Ma-kun..."

"Huh?"

She called me by the old nickname, and my heart skipped a beat.

Lucia grabbed my arm and pulled me into the house. Her strength was overwhelming, and I couldn't resist.

Once inside, she pinned me against the wall and stared intently at my face.

"Lu-Lucia?"

Lucia buried her face in my neck. Her smooth bangs brushed against my cheek, and her sweet scent tickled my nose.

Shivers ran down my spine. It was a sensation I'd never felt before, and my heart was racing.

"Fufu... Ma-kun's scent... it's so nice"

Her voice was nothing like that of the swordswoman known as the "Emerald-Haired Ice Blade." It was sweet and tender.

"Sniff, sniff, sniff... Ma-kun's scent Fufu"

Lucia's cheeks were flushed as she lifted her face. Her hot breath brushed against my lips.

Her eyes bore the same emblem as the one on my right palm... it looked like her eyes had turned into heart shapes... so cute...

"Ma-kun, I've wanted to see you for so long..."

Lucia buried her face in my neck, eagerly sniffing my scent... She's too cute.

"W-well, your attitude earlier was pretty harsh, don't you think? It really hurt, you know?"

I touched my cheek. It wasn't like Lucia had hit me, though.

"T-that's..."

Lucia turned her face away, fidgeting. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and I couldn't stop the shivers.

"I didn't expect Ma-kun to come to the guild..."

Lucia looked straight at me, her heart-shaped eyes glistening. I couldn't contain my excitement.

This makes me want to tease her even more...

"You didn't want to see me, did you? That's why you never came back to the village, right?"

"Ah..."

When I pulled away, Lucia looked sad, on the verge of tears. I couldn't help but smirk.

"Well, I guess this is the last time, then. I won't come to see you again."

"Huh?"

Lucia's face twisted in despair, her cherry-colored lips trembling.

My skill, "Fetish Control," revealed Lucia's fetish: a "scent fetish."

The ability of Fetish Control can be roughly summarized as follows:

1. The emblem on my right palm allows me to understand the "fetish" of anyone I touch.
This time, I understood Lucia's fetish to be a "scent fetish."

2. I can set the target of their "fetish" to any person or object I choose.
I set Lucia's "favorite scent" to be "me."

3. The intensity of the fetish can be set on a scale of one to ten, with ten being the maximum.
I set Lucia's scent fetish to the maximum.

As a result, Lucia now loves my scent more than anything.

The thought of never being able to see me again, the one whose scent she adores, is unbearable for her.

She's experiencing the same feelings I did... and it feels satisfying.

"N-no... I can't bear not seeing Ma-kun... no..."

Lucia clung to me, her face on the verge of tears. This is dangerous... I'm feeling way too good right now.

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