"..." Albedo breathed in, and then breathed out. "Calm down… Haa… Haa… Hng… haa…"
She had been released from the Frozen Prison as Lord Issei had asked for Guardians to gather for an important announcement.
Granted, the announcement wouldn't be happening for an hour and a half, but Albedo had nonetheless moved herself to Tenth Floor's Throne Room in preparation- She was early but she did not want to be even a microsecond late.
The other guardians hadn't arrived yet, allowing Albedo to think in peace. Or rather, to try to control herself in peace.
'...That bold statement… That I am to be in Lord Momonga's harem- tch, Lord Issei's harem… haa… I can't help but feel conflicted about my lord's new name… My heart is roiling… Something is wrong.' Albedo bit her lip hard enough to draw blood as she got an odd feeling of annoyance when she thought about her lord's new name. And she checked the screen of the Throne of Kings, as she had access to the World-class item as the Guardian Overseer of Nazarick.
'...Lord Issei is on the Ninth Floor, hm, if I interpret that correctly… The name-tag has 'Momonga' and 'Issei Hyoudou' overlapped… If only I could go and… No, Albedo, I need to calm down… Hm…' Albedo scrolled through the holographic screens to calm herself and scrunched her eyebrows at an odd detail she spotted, before her expression brightened as she realized what was going on. 'The Guild Master of Ainz Ooal Gown is still 'Momonga', in other words, once the invader-issue is dealt with, Lord Issei will resume using his old name… Ah. Ahh… Now it makes sense… Indeed, it is as Demiurge said- Lord Momonga calling himself Lord Issei is just a temporary affair, as he still retains his old name… '
Albedo wanted to punch herself in the face for being an idiot foolish enough to think for a moment that Lord Issei didn't have all things under his control, but refrained as such a show of frustration was below her as the Guardian Overseer.
However, for all her willpower, Albedo couldn't stop herself from letting out a small and brief girlish giggle like a lovesick teenager getting a message from her crush.
'Ah… I can't wait… What news does he have for us during the meeting? Perhaps he'll announce that Lord Issei has found out who the invader was and how to get to him? Please… please let it be so, I long to call you Lord Momonga once again…'
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Issei sneezed a bit as he walked into his new bedroom, through which he could get to the shower and bath. 'Don't tell me I caught some illness?'
The travel from the Sixth Floor to Ninth had taken a lot longer than he had first anticipated, as Entoma had been forced to pull Issei's skeletal body out of the devouring swamp into which he had landed head-first, and it had taken a long time to reassure Entoma that everything was alright as she had been buzzing around in panic like a fly bouncing around from window to window.
In the end Entoma had calmed down, and just sweated quite a bit exclusively through her face even if her expression hadn't changed.
Issei suspected the maid's awkwardness was likely because Issei was covered in grunge and filth, not to mention the wriggling… things… that had been in the mud and were now stuck to the nooks and crannies of the skeletal body.
In the end, however, Issei had followed Entoma to the teleportation portal and exited the Sixth Floor to the Ninth, and after a brief walk, Issei was back in his new bedroom.
"...Entoma-chan. Feel free to relax for a while and sit while I take a bath… Oh, and if you're feeling tired or, um, shaken after all that happened just now, feel free to ask for someone else to… well, follow me around." Issei sighed at Entoma who froze still. "I'm not faulting you or anything, that was my mistake… But you seem really shaky right now."
"E-eh-eh…" Entoma shook on the spot for a while, before she curtsied cutely towards Issei. "...Very well. I'll, u… uu… ask for someone else to take over my duties… [Message], Sebas-sama, please send…"
"...Are you angry with me?" Issei stopped as he had his hand on the knob of the door to the bathroom, and turned to look at Entoma as she had quite a fatalistic tone to her words. "Wait, not like that!"
Entoma had brought a sword-looking bug to her throat and was seemingly about to cut it open. "Eh? B-but-"
"Nothing like that! Don't do it, Entoma-chan! You have so much to live for! What happened?! Is someone bothering you or bullying you?! Just tell me and I'll go punch them in the face even if I get ground to paste in turn! I swear I'll do it!" Issei marched to Entoma and grabbed her by the shoulders.
Entoma froze still, and Issei noted how thin and fragile the maid's limbs seemed… Or, he noted that until he remembered that the girl's arms were bug-like limbs that were thin yet carried quite a bit of durability and strength.
The panic he felt overwrote his instinctive fear of his earlier experiences with the denizens of Nazarick, and also the feeling that he'd get slapped for approaching a girl so aggressively. Although, in introspect Issei realized that he hadn't acted all too perverted that much of late. '...Is the lack of feelings from lewd things starting to change me? No, first- Entoma-chan!'
"Talk to me, Entoma-chan! What is wrong?" Issei looked into Entoma's eyes, the two's faces mere inches apart.
"U-u-uu…" Entoma looked quite shaken. "I… Failed the Supreme Being's test and he wants to replace me because I am shaky, so…"
"Sheesh! That's it? Right- I'm proud of how well you've done, Entoma-chan! You hit all the marks! You're doing just fine, so don't think that you've failed some test or anything!" Issei went for praise as it looked like Entoma was feeling depressed, something that Issei was well acquainted with from the few times his introspection had hit the gong of his consciousness and made him realize what he was doing with his life. Specifically during 'post-nut clarity', albeit the feeling had passed quite quickly.
Although, in his current 'skeletal state' he was feeling as if he was in a constant state of 'post nut clarity', allowing him to think somewhat straight.
Nonetheless, it looked like Entoma was experiencing some sort of shock, although luckily she lowered her blade and it seemed to skitter off before turning into a slip of paper. "M-my lord?"
"It's alright! I'll ask for the Guardians to cancel the meeting soon if you want to talk or something! I can't claim to be the best, um, psychologist or anything, but… Uuh…" Issei was losing steam as he was feeling out of depth. Suicide prevention wasn't on his 'list of talents', and there was no way he could use what he had learned in ero-sources on Entoma… Except, Issei got an idea.
Since it looked as if Issei was respected in the place he had found himself in, for some reason on both accounts, Issei decided to try his luck with what he knew. In other words…
Issei put his bony temple against Entoma's oddly hard temple and looked her directly in the eyes. "Please, stay with me. With us. Don't do that to yourself. Promise me."
'C-corny…' Issei felt a tiny instinctive spike of embarrassment as actually using a corny cheerup-line from 'Mommy Milkers Mahou Shoujo and the Big-D Overseas Student!' made him feel quite embarrassed. Not to mention that the line was followed by some lewd things, and Issei was fairly sure Entoma would pull Solution-Albedo 2.0 extra chitin edition if provoked too hard.
But the feeling of wanting to protect the shaky girl overwrote his instinctive dread of being devoured and his instinctive, if muted, lust since Entoma did have pretty nice legs, so maybe that was alright… But since Entoma's breasts were nowhere as magnificent as those of Solution's or Albedo's, it was fairly easy for Issei to discard his lewd side for now.
"E-e-e-e-e-eeeeee-" Entoma shook on the spot even though her face remained quite impassionate, and her shocked whimpers came out in rapid succession like the buzzing of a bee. Issei felt instinctive fear that Entoma would sting him, somehow, as the voice was quite threatening, but nonetheless he stayed near her.
"Can you promise me? If you ever feel like ending your life, please come to me and we'll talk. And even outside that, if you feel depressed then come to me, alright? W-we'll go on a date or something!" Issei was improvising as he had no idea what to say. And the trauma of Raynare's betrayal flared after the last words, causing his words to trail off somewhat awkwardly. '...I've been pretty forward with girls here and I haven't been slapped or given a disgusted stare… D-don't tell me, the girls here are into skeletons?'
Entoma, however, seemed to overload and she fell flat to her back and her arms and legs curled up like those of a dying bee, all the while she let out an odd buzzing sound.
Entoma's face seemed to be… for the lack of better word, shuffling awkwardly on her face, if such a thing was possible, and Issei was a bit concerned as steam began to rise from the edges of Entoma's face while her expression was utterly neutral.
"U-um, ahem… Listen, I'll go take a bath, so… Is it alright if I leave you here for a moment? Or do you want to come into the bath-" Issei realized that while his intention was to not let Entoma out of his eyes in case she relapsed alone and committed a suicide for real, his request would come across as really lewd and would definetely toe the line. 'Oh no. I'm going to get slapped for real… There goes my budding respect here… Perverted hikomori lifestyle, I'm back, did anything change in my absence? Me? Haha, let me tell you about my time in the sun… It was brief but bright…'
Entoma froze still… And began to vibrate violently while still on her back on the floor. "I-I-I-I-I-I- I'll! I'll! I'll go and- a-a-a-nd… e-e-eh…"
"I'llgoandfetchsomeothermaidtoseetomylord'sneedsI'msorry!" Entoma skittered off at surprising speed while leaving a small aircraft-like tail of steam in her wake.
'...Did I just get rejected?' Issei blinked… But sighed in relief as while getting rejected stung, he was physically alright, ish, and Entoma didn't look like she had sprinted off to jump off a cliff or anything. '...Right, I think she'll be alright for a while… I should check up on her later, though. Although, thinking of it… Didn't Sebas try something like that when I came here?! Although… It looked like exemplary suicide, something like a Samurai failing their master or… W-wait, was Entoma trying to do the same and I misinterpreted it? It doesn't make it any better that it was exemplary suicide than one from other reasons, but I… I think I approached it the wrong way…'
Issei thought about such things while he walked towards the bathroom, quite worried for the state of both Sebas and Entoma even though he was fairly sure that he had 'absolved' both of them. However, the feeling of having such power was making Issei's head spin.
He was fairly sure that if he had been given such authority over others back in Kuoh Academy he'd have gone wild on the female student population of the academy, but Nazarick's horrors stayed his hand… Not to mention, since he couldn't gleam pleasure from doing 'that' it was a hollow delight anyway.
However, that kind of lack of passion gave Issei some mental space to reflect on himself, and what he had been. And importantly, what he wanted to become.
The dream of being a harem king seemed… almost childish, in the current state he was in, perhaps due to his skeletal post-nut clarity.
He entered the bathroom that looked more like some spa resort complete with onsen-like hot spring, and sat down in the hot water after rinsing most of the grime, maggots and mud on his skeleton off. And realized that some of Entoma's shakiness might have come from the disgust she might have felt when Issei approached her while he looked like a skeleton dug from a pile of excrement and rotting corpses. '...Right. I need to consider my appearance more… S-sheesh… D-don't tell me, Entoma almost passed out from the stench? I can't really smell what I smell like, but I feel kinda stingy in my nose-hole-ish, I must have been smelling horrible…'
Issei reached for a back-scrubbed and began to rub the grimed, nicked bones that still hadn't healed after the training session with Nigredo. '...I need a toothbrush too, and… Actually, a lot of toothbrushes, and paste, and perhaps cleaning sand so that I can get all the oily stuff off- Wait, d-don't tell me I soiled this bath-onsen-kinda when I entered it while covered in all this dirt-!'
He paused the rubbing to look at the grime that was floating on the surface of the onsen and despaired. 'C-can I use a bath towel to swipe most of the surface- eh?'
Issei paused mid-reach as he had intended to rise up and try to grab one of the bath-towels that had been laid neatly near the onsen- And saw who had laid the towels in the first place.
"Um… G-greetings, Solution-san." Issei paled internally as he froze on the spot, the traumatic memory from his 'encounter' with Solution in the japanese-style shrine on the Ninth Floor resurfacing to the forefront of Issei's mind in an instant.
Solution was kneeling in a picture-perfect seiza pose next to the onsen while giving Issei a flat, emotionless stare.
Her eyes looked lifeless and extra-creepy, as if they didn't have proper irises and were just dead blue spots on an otherwise white orb.
The maid… Was clad in a bath-towel wrapped around her body so that it covered half of her breasts and just below her hips, covering all strategic spots but leaving her legs and cleavage free to ogle at, instead of her usual slightly less revealing maid outfit.
In normal circumstances Issei would have been very interested in what the busty maid was wearing, or rather what the outfit was revealing, but the dead stare had locked Issei in place like a fly who had been living it's life until suddenly flying into spider's web- Once again.
Issei realized that he had done the exact same thing the last time he had encountered Solution, and with a considerable effort, he shook off the frozen state in order to grab the towel as if he had intended to freeze on the spot like a deer in headlights. "Greetings, Solution-san."
"I humbly report for my lord's service." Solution bowed her upper body towards him, causing her towel to ride up her thigh ever so slightly, and if Issei had a fleshy body, he was fairly sure he would have had an extremely scared boner from the sight. However, as it was, he was the boner, and unfortunately not in the way that was interchangeable.
"U-um, thanks, but…" Issei was conflicted as he stared at Solution, feeling as if the skeletal post-nut clarity was starting to dull a bit when faced with the maid's magnificent breasts and beautiful body.
His mind was torn in two: On one hand, boobs. On the other, they were man-eating boobs.
Solution's 'shape' twiched just slightly as if she was reading Issei's mind, causing him to quickly come to a conclusion that being eaten again was probably not worth it, and instead decided to get up from the bath.
That was, until he realized that the oily grime was still stuck to all the nooks and crannies of the skeletal body, and the scrapes and scratches left by Nigredo were causing a lot of the more solid stuff to stick to the bones.
Solution's emotionless face seemed even more dead for a while… Before she blushed a bit, almost as an afterthought.
That was when Issei half-realized that Solution's emotionless state was probably not a clue to her real thoughts as her real form was that of a devouring slime, the shapeless form which Issei had become quite closely… acquainted… with just earlier.
That meant, in turn, that Issei probably couldn't draw any conclusions to Solution's mental state from her expressions but rather should focus on her body language, sort of, or her twitches and occasional seemingly involuntary movements that were nigh impossible to spot unless Issei concentrated hard enough.
Luckly, his boob-jutsu was high enough 'level' that Issei could read even the smallest bounces in Solution's breasts, and if he concentrated his willpower, his fear, and his desire to not die… He could, almost instinctively, 'hear' Solution's body language through her breasts.
It was not a tangible voice, but rather a somewhat eerie hunch, a hint of what Solution might have been thinking or feeling… And Issei realized, after some concentration, that Solution was feeling quite determined, embarrassed, and anxious.
'...Anxious? Determined? I get why she'd be embarrassed, wearing what she wears, but… Actually, her body is actually not her real body, so she probably isn't feeling embarrassed because of her near-naked state- Wait…' Issei's mind slowly pieced together a theory.
It was an odd theory. It didn't make sense.
It was utterly alien to Issei of Kuoh, and also to Issei of Gremory Peerage.
But… If he contrasted what was going on, to what had happened, and finally to what he had experienced interacting with the denizens of Nazarick… There was a possible answer.
'I… Is Solution actually interested in me?'
Unfortunately, that same line of thinking brought another pair of memories to Issei's mind. One- The last time someone had been 'interest' in Issei, by someone he now knew as Raynare, and two- the last time Issei had declared his internal desire to rid himself of the 'number one' memory by making new, happy ones. Leading to him almost getting fail-raped and probably-killed by Albedo.
All in all… Issei was feeling overwhelmed.
Perhaps he would have dove right into the chance Solution now gave him a few months ago, perhaps a year ago, before all of the things that had happened to 'Issei the Human' and which had turned him to 'Issei the Devil and Pawn of Gremory Peerage'.
But now… The only thing he could feel was fear and dread.
"Ahem… My lord, Entoma let the rest of us Pleiades know that you wished for a maid to attend to you while Entoma calmed down. Seeing that Entoma told us that you wished to have a bath, and considering what you… ahem… requested me to do the last time we… interacted…I decided to answer the call." Solution's voice was level and regal, as usual for the ojou-sama looking and acting maid, but Issei could read from her breasts that she was definitely feeling shaky and anxious.
"U-um…" Issei wracked his nonexisting brains to figure out what he had asked… And remembered that he had asked for Solution to help clean him, as a way of trying to cheer her up after she almost resigned after the incident where she tried to literally eat Issei.
Issei contemplated legging it, or trying to shoo Solution off… But he glanced at the oddly modern-looking clock on the far wall of the dark fantasy-like indoor bath-onsen-combination and noted that if he tried to clean himself alone then there was no way he could get all the grime off before he'd be late to the meeting he himself arranged.
A meeting that would likely be the end of Issei's short existence in Nazarick, depending on how the Guardians reacted to the news that Issei was about to tell them- That Issei was just Issei, and not Momonga.
It was an oddly terrifying feeling, like sitting in a jail cell waiting for one's death sentence to be carried out in a few hours… And that thought gave Issei lethargy to simply slink back into the bath and wave for Solution to go ahead.
Simply put, Issei stopped caring about the terror of the past encounter, and instead focused on becoming as presentable as possible for his execution.
He could just simply not tell the Guardians and just go ahead as-usual, covering himself with a lie… But he couldn't do that. It was not fair to the Guardians who were so respectful towards him, being probably the first ones to show such respect to him which in retrospect Issei knew he had not earned nor he was worthy of it, nor would it be alright to Issei himself if he made use of someone else's face to impersonate their life. Perhaps his answer would have been different if he still had the same flame towards perverted things as he had in life as he'd have a prime opportunity to do lewd things to the girls in Nazarick, but lack of lust allowed Issei to think rationally and realize just how much his overdeveloped teenage-libido had affected his clarity of thinking.
Issei leaned back in the bath and closed his eyes.
It was a bit embarrassing to ask someone to clean him, and quite exciting as well considering the current appearance of who would be cleaning him, but past the instinctive desire Issei knew that Solution would not look as enticing as she did now once she returned to her 'real' shape.
The perverted part of his psyche was crying tears of blood and was trying to convince him to open his eyes, to take a look at the forbidden heaven in front of him as long as he could before the Solution that he had seen was gone and was replaced by 'Solution, the devouring slime', but the feeling was muted by the lack of passion Issei had been plagued with ever since transitioning to the new body, and thus was easily ignored.
"Hey, Solution-san? I'm sorry to ask for you to do something a bit icky but can you clean up my skeleton? I… happened to fall into some sort of mud-pit and I really need to be presentable when I go talk to the Guardians… Ah, and can you do something to the nicks in the bones? I got a bit hurt when I trained with Nigredo on how to dodge bladed weapons…" Issei rattled off idly while he kept his eyes closed.
"Ah… Yes, of course, my lord. I shall do my best!" Solution sounded determined, and then there was a sloshing sound.
Issei knew without looking that Solution had turned into her slime-form, and felt as a semi-solid mass dragged itself into the bath before slowly creeping over his skeletal body, enveloping it with quite a bit of care.
It was a different feeling to getting submerged in an instant and getting tumbled amidst a collection of bones and skulls of presumably Solution's previous victims, and it felt… Almost pleasantly cool. If one ignored the danger embedded in the action.
Something a bit hard brushed against Issei's ribcage for a moment and he instinctively grabbed it, as Issei was still high-strung after so many violent encounters.
The jelly-like substance around Issei's new body seemed to contract, causing his eyes to open, or rather the red dots in his empty eye-sockets flickered to life in surprise.
Issei realized that he was holding some sort of small, almost fist-sized red orb in his hand, and Solution had, as he had guessed, turned into a mound of slime that had enveloped Issei entirely, submerging him under the surface of the onsen.
The surface above looked quite clean, suggesting to Issei that Solution had dissolved the floating filth into her 'body' already and was currently hard at work cleaning Issei's body by the means of sloshing around him and dissolving the oily mud and grime from it. Or rather, she had been busy cleaning the stuff until Issei had grabbed the red orb and she had frozen still.
'...What is this?' Issei turned the orb in his hand and stared at it… Before he realized that he was underwater and felt an instinctive tug of panic. And that too passed quite quickly as he remembered that he didn't need to breathe so being underwater wasn't really a problem.
It was quite an odd feeling for someone who had been alive until a day ago, or so, and Issei distracted the odd feelings by staring at the red orb and turning it around to look at it from multiple sides. '...It's smooth and kind of hot… I guess… Really hard though, like hot glass… how'd it get here? Did Solution drop it by accident?'
Issei realized that slime-form Solution had continued to slosh around him, albeit a bit more slowly and almost shakily. '...D-don't tell me… This orb was something embarrassing like a doll for slimes or something? Ah… I should probably just… erk, I-'
He almost let the orb slip from between his fingers as the slime sloshed around him in the hot onsen-water, making it quite difficult for Issei to have control over his movement as he kept swaying between the cold, almost corrosive-feeling slime and the hot, cloudy onsen-water. However, he managed to grip the orb before it'd slip off and potentially hit the rocks and break.
'I should probably keep this safe until Solution is done cleaning me… Haa… This feels somehow embarrassing… I mean, I'm technically 'inside' a 'girl', but… erk, I don't think that sentence can be used in this context…'
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Solution felt quite anxious and embarrassed.
She was corroding the grime stuck to her master's body with care and precision as fast as she could in a way that wouldn't also damage the skeletal lord. The surface-level filth had dissolved in an instant, but the nooks and crannies required quite a bit of concentration, specifically as Lord Issei kept moving around a bit.
Solution hesitated asking her lord if he could stay still, but chose not to since it could be seen as rude or as a confession of her lacking skill. And she didn't want to disappoint her master for a second time in a row, as her earlier attendance of him had ended in nothing short of a disaster.
A part of her was contemplating if the 'disaster' had been just him indulging Solution's carnal desires and in order to set her up so that when Lord Issei was covered in dirt as part of some meticulously prepared plan, Solution could be instantly ready to clean him up, considering that it would likely be quite hard to clean the body without the help of a slime as Lord Issei would need to be attending a meeting between Guardians soon.
However… It was incredibly hard for Solution to think straight. Simply put… Lord Issei had grabbed Solution's core which had floated around in the slime, and was currently holding it and playing with it.
She wasn't sure what she should think or do about it. It was incredibly embarrassing, and at the same time exhilarating. To know that her lord could simply snuff her out by gripping hard enough, if she failed to service his body adequately, even though her rational side reminded her that she'd just suffer a critical strike and as an Overlord her lord probably wouldn't have the strength necessary to break her core with bare hands alone.
A part of Solution now realized how and why Yuri's calm could be so compromised by her lord's actions, and realized that she had been reeled in like a hapless prey to the Supreme Being's mercy… While at the same time he was at her mercy, even though the annoying realistic voice in her head reminded her that not only would she be unable to meaningfully damage a Overlord of the Supreme Being's level with her corrosive liquids, there was no way she'd ever use them consciously against her lord even if her own life was on the line.
Such a feeling of being both a hostage and a hostage-taker was making Solution's 'head' heat up even though she was in the form of a formless slime rubbing around Lord Issei's body.
To be both a prey and a predator…
It was exhilarating.
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Issei gripped the red orb harder as Solution's cleaning-duty seemed to increase in fervor and his bones started to tingle, cluing him that Solution had likely started to do something to buff out the outer layer of his bones and thus hide the nicks and small cracks left by Nigredo.
It was an oddly pleasant feeling now that Issei didn't experience it while being tumbled around alongside bones and skulls of others, and specifically when he wasn't terrified that he'd be dissolved to nothingness.
However, it came to an end eventually, and Issei emerged from underwater to near where he had been sitting earlier, submerged in the onsen up to his hips. 'Aw… Haa… And the time… half an hour until the meeting…'
Issei started to feel the shakes as he realized that his hour of potential doom was near, and distractedly pulled his hand up to look at the red orb in his hand in actual light… Only, the orb didn't come up from under the water alone.
His skeletal jaw dropped as he realized that as he pulled the orb up, a shape formed on the surface and solidified in front of him.
"Ah…" Solution's face was flushed and she was slowly closing and opening her mouth as if she was looking for words to speak as she reformed her human shape, completely naked, and straddling Issei's skeletal hips.
And Issei realized that his hand was submerged into Solution while he was gripping the red orb, which was currently roughly half-a-forearm deep in Solution's cleavage. In other words, inside her chest.
"Ah- hng… M-my lord… Did I perform adequately? Am I free… or am I to be destroyed?" Solution's voice had a ojou-sama-like hint of class but it had a definitely depraved edge to it, while her arms reached up to grasp at Issei's forearm as if to pull the arm literally out of her chest or pull it deeper in. "Haa… It… Feels…"
Issei had frozen utterly still. 'W-w-wait, d-d-don't tell me… T-that orb was a slime's 'special spot' or s-something?'
He instinctively squeezed the glass orb a bit, causing Solution's now-human form to shudder a bit and then let out a small, almost cute moan that did not match with what Issei read from her breasts- Namely, that Solution was definitely turned on. Incredibly turned on.
The maid's bare, gigantic breasts shuddered alongside her body and he instinctively looked at their sway… And Issei tried to pull his hand out from Solution's chest again.
Only, Solution squeezed his hand a bit with her insides, meaning that he couldn't pull his fingers from around the orb and thus he pulled that item along as well… Which caused Solution's chest to follow the pull, causing her to slump on top of Issei's ribcage and rub the mounds against his bones.
"T-that's, ahem…" Issei stammered something while Solution let out a small, abused whimper like a whipped girl, audibly at least, and her breasts and body language practically screamed 'Yes! Master! More!'
He managed to get one of his fingers free from the orb… But the tip scratched the surface of the orb as he curled the free finger to his fist in a desperate attempt to pull the hand out of Solution's chest.
"Aaah- It's- N-ahn! Mmhn..." Solution's human form spasmed and her legs clenched around Issei's hips while her face rested against his neck and she hugged the skeletal body with almost desperate grip. "I-I'll promise I'll do better! Please- s-spare me~ M-master~"
Solution's voice might have been more honest if Issei couldn't tell that Solution was getting 'close' through her body language, even if her breasts weren't screaming at him that she was about to burst, not to mention that her voice came out as a lewd moan at the end.
Issei didn't know what was happening, what he was doing, nor what exactly he should do, and just yanked his hand out of Solution's chest with a sudden move.
His sharp fingertips must have scraped the orb quite a bit as it exited Solution's chest as her human-like form shuddered like pudding in a storm, followed by her form spasming out while she let out a obscene, inhuman bubbling sound and practically meld together with Issei's skeletal body- In fact, he was fairly sure her breasts had squeezed through his ribcage and were partially inside the hollow, and as she had sat on his hips, her hips and his had joined so deep that they might as well have been spine-to-spine.
Issei stared a bit downwards and confirmed that Solution's body had submerged halfway into his, and he was fairly sure that she was rubbing her lower lips against the end of his spine as Issei's skeletal legs came out of Solution's lower back.
"M-mashtah… I-it… amazhing…" Solution's voice was a bit garbled but at the same time obscene. Which did nothing to make modest the scene which was utterly depraved anyway, with her body meld halfway into Issei's while she twitched and spasmed in aftershock. "I- I'm gladh… thath… this foolish… slime wash enough to shervice… my lord's… desires…"
'U-um… um… D-did I lose my virginity? C-can skeletons even lose their virginity?' Issei was utterly shocked and clueless as Solution snuggled her face against his neck and hugged him, still halfway submerged into him.
The confusion overloaded Issei's brain and he stood up from the bath… And caused Solution to let a surprised squeak as she was forced up alongside him, seeing that she was practically using his skeleton as hers.
"Um- Sorry, I should have told you that I was about to stand up…" Issei realized that he was effectively 'wearing' Solution as he stood in the bath-water. "A-anyway… Um, that looked like a lot of work, s-so if you want to rest then feel free to do so, maybe take a bath here and sleep a while, there's a bed in the bedroom-"
Solution seemed to realize that she was acting quite clingy in far too literal a sense than what was safe for work or safe for life, and slowly oozed out from Issei so that she could take a step back and tie a towel around her midsection, covering her assets in same manner as she had before the clean-up.
And then she curtsied towards him. "Thank you, master. In that case, I shall do so. Should I call for another maid to assist my lord in clothing-"
"That won't be necessary, thank you. You've done well, Solution-san." Issei realized that he should probably praise Solution somewhat to assure her that everything was alright, considering how hardline the others in Nazarick had been towards any perceived mistakes or non-mistakes towards him, even though Issei himself was in a daze after what happened just now. "Rest now. A-ahem, and excuse me…"
"Of course, my lord. Please call for me if you need anything else." Solution curtsied again and Issei practically fled the room before anything else could happen again.
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Solution was… shaky as she traced her lord's movements as he left the bathroom.
"...If you want to rest then feel free to do so, maybe take a bath here and sleep for a while." Lord Issei's eyes were determined and approving as the skeletal lord looked at his maid, clearly seeing through her exterior, deep into her most hidden and indecent thoughts, and approving of them.
Solution dissolved on the spot, and slowly slinked into the onsen to heat up for a while as she was feeling as if she'd turn into an icicle from embarrassment. And into a puddle from the feelings oozing around in her formless body.
'..."Maybe take a bath here and sleep for a while"…' Solution saw the message in the polite, almost offhanded words. '...T-that I am to use the Supreme Being's quarters as if they were mine… T-this… Is this a confession? Does he desire me as his concubine or mistress? It… It can't be. I have to be rational about this… Haa, that moment of passion just now… I can't let it affect my judgment. Hm… Hm. Let's see…'
Solution tried to find out if there were other meanings, other messages hidden in actions and words… And found none, other than the deliberate coincidence of him acting cutely in the shrine and making Solution lose control of herself, which led to the moment of duty and temptation in the bath just now. '...It can't be… I… I have to consult Yuri and Sebas… erk, maybe not Yuri, she'd suffer a meltdown… I was at first a bit surprised by how cutely she acted, like a maiden in hopeless love when Lord Issei showed brief interest in her, but I can sympathize now…'
She bubbled a bit on the surface of the onsen as a glob of slime, before lurching off to the stone walkway adjacent to it, and coalesced into her human form. This time she was in her maid outfit as she took it from her inventory and equipped it on the go, seeing that there was no longer need to dress the part of a bath-goer.
Solution no longer heard Lord Issei in the main room, which clued her that her lord had departed and true to his words, left her alone in his quarters… their quarters.
She walked into the main room with a neutral expression on her fake face, looked around, and saw that her earlier conclusion was correct. The wardrobe looked like it had been rummaged through quickly and something was missing from it, meaning that Lord Issei had clothed himself as he had said and departed.
Solution took two steps into the room, glanced around, ensured that no-one was seeing with the help of a spell, and finally…
She dove into the bed and rolled around in it while hugging a pillow, completely out of her predetermined character which was why she had ensured no-one could see her as she obeyed the Supreme Being's request to rest… And to indulge herself. 'K-kyaah! T-this- T-this can't be happening… N-no way! It… It's… T-this is too lewd! But- It's happening! Kyaaaaaah!'
It took almost a full minute for Solution to regain her composure, and five to re-make the Supreme Being's bed, struggling with the mortified feeling that she had crumpled the Supreme Being's crisp white sheets with her boots and the realization that the bed was now shared between the Supreme Being and herself.
And then she spent another five minutes resisting the urge to mark the bed as theirs by allowing her slime-form to slosh through the bed once, marking it with her scent...
Suddenly Solution got a cold feeling creeping down her fake spine.
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Issei, for some reason, felt as if he had dodged a bullet and instead landed on the way of a artillery strike as he walked towards the Throne Room.
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Albedo's eyebrow twitched as she looked at the holographic map of Nazarick's inhabitants and their locations within the tomb, which showed that her lord's cover-up name had been quite close to Solution's name tag for quite a while.
Followed by Solution's name-tag ending up in the room on a spot where Albedo knew the Supreme Being's bed was.
Her eyebrow twitched again.