Lynn's expression slowly turned strange. It felt as though, in the dry heat of summer, a spark had landed in a shed packed with firewood and straw.
Or like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
That tiny spark instantly erupted into a raging blaze.
His mouth parched, Lynn mechanically turned his head, his gaze falling on Miss Doll, who lay on the bed with her eyes closed and had just made that strange sound.
As the skin spread, the Supreme Doll Arm had already become a perfectly fitted part of her body.
And that skin, like a newborn baby's, reflected an indescribably beautiful glow.
No...
He couldn't.
This absolutely wasn't okay.
Countless thoughts immediately surfaced in Lynn's mind, trying to stop those vile impulses.
But scorched by the suddenly raging flames, his body still moved as though beyond his control, carrying him almost involuntarily to Miss Doll's bedside.
As if controlled by something else, Lynn's right hand trembled as it reached forward.
W-what the hell!
Lynn knew this was definitely the effect of that terrifying curse that made him horny just by looking.
It had actually triggered once earlier, but the effects hadn't been particularly obvious then, and he'd had more important things to do, so he'd forcibly suppressed it by diverting his attention.
But this episode was clearly far more intense than the last.
It even made him recall that mortifying scene when his clown curse had triggered and he'd uncontrollably hugged the Matriarch and kissed her all over.
But although the two curses seemed similar in effect, their underlying mechanisms were completely different. The clown curse amplified the darkness in his heart, whereas the curse on this book simply made him horny!
Lynn's mind was taut as he struggled to use reason to suppress his increasingly