Yasaka


Watching the distressed Hakumo leave in vivid rage was very satisfying for me. Having someone who did the deed for myself was also a bonus, especially when the person himself was the young devil that I grew to adore.

After the previous leader had mysteriously passed away, I was forced to inherit the role of the next head, albeit reluctantly. Without much direct support from the newly elected elites, the past several decades had been fraught with many hardships and power struggles, not least of which was the intervention and frequent obstacle that was Hakumo himself.

The White Fox yokai had been nothing but a thorn for my reign as the ruler of Western Yokai faction.

Forget being a mere nuisance and last of the former council, he had been the most intrusive in her plans and moves on account of his outdated beliefs and his own gain. The relic of an old fox may be several hundreds of years older than me, who was a mere century-old-kitten or so he called me. But he was just that: a relic trapped in the past. His age was all he had to brag about and the persistent urge to come court her time and time again, despite my constant refusals, continued to sour my mood over the years.

In truth, had the old crackpot not held some control in the current council, I would've dismantled his clan and been rid of him from the start. But given the current situation of lacking manpower to maintain their foothold in the west, I had no choice but to keep him in her council.

Another matter was the cause of the disappearance of the previous leaders.

In the past, the West Yokai faction had a strong standing alongside the East side. Maintaining a good balance between both factions to ensure the safety of future generations from the opposing Five Principle Clans and also from Shinto pantheon as their backer. However due to the disappearance of the previous leader, the balance quickly shifted heavily towards the East side, which forced them to mostly deal with opposing forces, leaving the West faction a shell from its former glory.

The disparity also caused some dissatisfaction among the members of the West. A matter often brought up during the meeting and also another cause of my headaches.

Alas, I saw a chance the moment he appeared. Bringing news about the incident involving an attempt of my daughter's kidnapping.

That moment came when I met him.

During her youth, I often spent my time in the faction's library, reading about various pantheons and factions. The devil's faction was my favorite reading subject, which fortunately allowed me to instantly recognize the Bune surname.

A clan who tamed dragons, with the stronger ones able to transform themselves into the visage of the mighty beings who once ruled the world alongside Deus'.

So when Ars Bune introduced himself, I immediately knew that he came from one of the pillars from the devil's hierarchy. Somehow, my instinctual side immediately told myself to obtain this fine adolescent's good side at all cost. Naturally, his good looks were another factor that drew my interest to the enigma called Ars Bune.

Alas, he made a scene during his fiasco with Hakumo. As much as I enjoyed the whole mockery, I had to maintain the leadership by giving both a fair warning.

But what happened next was something I wasn't unprepared for.

My generals and lieutenants might have missed it, but the moment I unleashed her Ki pressure in order to prevent both men from fighting each other, one that I unleashed with capacity of near-maximum power, which engulfed both males and rendering that pathetic excuse of the male Fox Yokai like a headless chicken.

I definitely saw it.

Ars Bune was unaffected by my Ki pressure.

Never in my wildest imagination did I think someone who was much younger than me would be completely fine taking my Ki's head-on. Whereas none of my generals were able to withstand it, he stood firm. Ever since I was crowned to be the leader, no one in the West area was able to directly withstand her ki pressure.

This is it.

Deep down, I immediately knew it. Ars Bune, he was one I must gain the allegiance of. No matter the cost. And with him being much younger than myself, and being so energetic at that… Well, that was the cherry on top.

After all, I preferred younger men.

"Miss Yasaka…" The familiar voice of Ingvild, the girl who was also enjoying the debauchery with me last night, greeted her. "May I ask you a question?"

"Of course my dear," I replied while giving a comforting smile. "What do you want to ask me?"

I understand that I was not the only one who laid my eyes on the young Bune. It was short, but I could see the lavender-haired girl was also fixated on him as well. But unlike me who immediately laid her claim, the younger girl was lacking courage to claim Ars Bune for herself.

Alas, I prided myself for my own judgment.

Having set up both of them was also part of my plan to lessen the suspicion, and also to tie the knot between these younger juveniles. Like killing two birds with one stone.

"Why did you do it?" Ingvild questioned me. "Using alcohol to intoxicate us, which caused me and Ars… to do that all night. Not to mention, joining us like that… aren't you worried about your position and opinions from other Youkai?"

I smiled at her question.

Predictable, but I also appreciated her concern for me despite what I did by tricking both of them with alcohol-induced aphrodisiac to heightened their sexual urge.

"Dear me, I bid my thanks for your concern~!" I said in a singsong manner. "As for the reason, dear Ingvild. I couldn't help but wonder if it's wrong in the first place?"

"Pardon?"

"Both of you are definitely enamored with each other, but I cannot help but feel upset that you hadn't claimed him yet~!"

My answer brought a cute yelp from Ingvild, as she quickly replied, stammering. "I-I-I just wanted to take it slowly…"

"And by that, allowing someone to sneak into his heart? Like me for example?"

"I-I know you said about other women trying to steal him… But—"

"—Technically, I already did,"the older woman replied with a calm expression. "Because I was also interested in him. Much like you, dear. And unlike you, I want to claim him as quickly as possible before losing my chance. Could you have ever imagined? Had you not followed him into the onsen, in the next morning, you'd have found him already claimed by me?" I winked at Ingvild while tapping the flustered girl on the nose for being vigilant around her man.

"Again, dear. Everything about love is first come, first serve. You have to take your chance, or someone else will. I had already said that before, right?" I was unashamed for what I did. But I knew that the girl in front of her was still entrapped with a delusion of typical romance stories.

Unfortunately, I wasn't her. I could play nice, but I didn't need to lie about my interest.

I was powerful due to my position, and I intended to abuse it to get what I wanted. Although at the very least, I liked giving a chance to the younger girl. Least Ingvild would definitely regret it had she missed her chance.

I knew she was a virgin. It clearly showed from her demeanor and how she behaved around Ars Bune.

Ingvild meekly nodded, unable to refute me at all. Seeing this, I placed my arms on her shoulder to give her some comfort. "But you didn't, and you finally claimed him, right?"

"Y-yes…"

"Then you don't need to be saddened at all~! You have claimed your man! Relish it in your heart, then put your claws on him. As he is definitely a fine keeper!" I laughed as I enjoyed how Ingvild squirmed cutely at my exclamation.

"S-stop making Ars like he was your property! He's mine too!"

I laugh as I put my arms around Ingvild's shoulders.

Getting myself a new man, a new soon-to-be wife-sister, and also able to humiliate Hakumo in public without getting my hands dirty.

What a day for me.

"It's still rape."

I raised my eyebrow as Ars finally joined the conversation. I initially thought about teasing him like I did with Ingvild, but after seeing his expression, I decided to refrain from it for now.

Although, I wondered about something that Ars just said.

"Pardon me?"

"As much as you tried to justify it, it was still rape." Ars once again said with a stern tone, laced with a hint of anger. "While Ingvild may be okay with it, I am not. What you did is basically drugged and raped both of us, as you tried to cover it by joining as well."

I couldn't understand what the younger devil had just said.

"How was it rape when it was consensual?"

"Consent under the effect of mind altering substances is not consent! Adding on to the fact to make it worse is that we are underage so you're also a predator!" Ars said angrily

"Ah, I see, this must be something new." I concluded after hearing Ars' complaint. "Because I don't think it was wrong at all. It appears the age one is considered old enough for sex has been raised since I last checked humanity's view on it."

"... That is your excuse?!" Ars said in disbelief.

"Ah… I also do not understand your view on age Ars?" Ingvild also added in, much to Ars' perplexion.

Seeing his confusion, I decided to add her thoughts as well.

"Ars, you must understand as you have just seen from Ingvild, we were raised on different values, while you see what occured last night as something bad, from our point of view and values nothing wrong occured. Humanity with its short lifespan is in a constant state of change, what they see as right and wrong changes so rapidly, that we long lived species see no point in keeping up with it, otherwise our way of living would be forced to change hundreds of times within the same Generation."

"Ars, dear. Why did your teachers not teach you this and instead allow you to adopt human values?" I asked confused as to why he, a Devil, is so hung up on human values.

While still showing skepticism, I saw how the younger devil was now in a deep thought after hearing my explanation.

Especially during the time I asked about his teachers instead of replying to me, Ars just walked away, much to my confusion and also my curiosity.

Had something happened in his past that affected his views? Or was there a relationship with humans that made him value it so much?

It just made me more interested in Ars Bune.

And I wasn't the only one, as I saw the familiar figure of my daughter approach him.

I wonder if Ars Bune also accepted Oyakodon or not… That would be fun for her next session~


Ars

"Onii-san, your eyes have been twitching for some time, are you okay?" The Yokai in front of me spoke with feminine voice. Her voice was laced with worry.

"No, no. I am fine. Don't worry about it." I answered with a forced smile. Trying my best to not show the turmoil inside my mind.

My eyes had been twitching after the entire conversation with Yasaka and Ingvild. Unlike the soft and innocent Ingvild, I clearly picked up a certain part where she deliberately drugged Ingvild and myself for her own gain.

Although I couldn't fully guess whether her interest in me was pure or not, it was still a direct blow on my pride as a man, even if my body was currently nothing but a mere fourteen-year-old teenager.

But alas, I couldn't rebuke Yasaka's argument. Especially with the last word she said about human value. I forgot that I am no longer human. And now I lived among the supernaturals which had a different mindset and mentality.

What Yasaka said left a sting in my heart.

Due to my predicament, I didn't realize that Kunou was already snuggled on my thigh, claiming it as her personal seat. Effectively trapped me into this current situation.

She bent her head backward as her eyes stared directly at mine. Golden yellow met with amethyst violet. "You're mad at mom, I can tell it."

"I am not."

"Your heartbeat said otherwise."

"I didn't ask for someone to be a lie detector," I said with denial, which Kunou responded by giving me a look, promptly causing me to sighed. "Fine, I was indeed mad at your mother, happy?"

"No, but at least you're finally being honest about it."

My eyes twitched hearing a girl two years younger from my current age casually jabbed me like that. "You seem to be quite invested in your own mother's love life."

"Yeah, because the person themself is being used by me as my personal seat." Kunou replied, taking a bite of her meatbun, chewing it slowly. "Besides, if you end up being my new father, I am gonna get my turn later in bed after my body has grown enough."

'What in the hell is wrong with this mother-daughter pair?!' I inwardly shook my head in disbelief, much to Azi's ravenous laughter echoing in my subconscious.

"That's not something a twelve year old should openly say." I stated in a flat tone, which earned me a hearty chuckle from Kunou, who decided to snuggle further on my chest, much to my own annoyance.

"Maybe~" she said it with a singsong manner, which was annoyingly similar to how her mother did before. "Then again, I am not a normal twelve year old. Since I am also craving what my mother had of you~~ Of course, not right now, but sooner or later~"

And before I could reply, she immediately jumped from my thigh, giving me a wink before running away to meet her mother as both started chatting jovially. Like I was the peak of hilarity. That left me alone with a peculiar white-haired servant who had been helping my breakfast, standing firm in her place in silence.

'Hm…? Hang on…'

Taking a slow chug of a cup of water to calm my uneasiness, I gave a quick side-eye at the servant who poured it for me in the first place. She quickly returned a nervous glance, much to my curiosity, as though despite dutifully waiting for when I needed another serving, she didn't expect to be seen. Or noticed.

I wasn't staring that hard to begin with. Why was she so nervous?

"Er… Bune-sama, would you like more water?"

I shook my head at her offer. "No, I had enough for now. Thank you for your service, Shirone."

"A pleasure to be of service, milord." The young Nekoshou replied in a flat expression while bowing low. The ears atop her head twitched slightly, almost making me snort at her behavior.

'Never thought I would find her in Kyoto of all places,' I thought inwardly while observing her physical appearance. Longer hair, a curvier body with a hint of early development, much like Kunou despite having the same age, as I confirmed earlier. I wonder if it was a trait shared by every female youkai, because almost everyone I met before had drop-dead curvaceous figures.

Though I couldn't help but wonder how she ended up here instead of being taken by Sirzechs who later gave her to his younger sister.

Though I wondered if Shirone in here, then where does Kuroka—

"—Onee-chan~! I'm finished with my work, Nya~!"

"Kuroka! Don't cause any ruckus in the dinner hall!"

Speaking of the devil, my question was immediately answered by a small black-haired girl, albeit a bit taller than Shirone herself, approaching the stoic Shirone at an excitable pace for a maid. It was clear she was of the same age as the white-haired Neko—

'Wait… Huh…? They're twins in this world…?' I eyed Shirone carefully. Meeting my gaze, she flinched as well. Finding yet another divergence from the originals had me lost in thought now. This was so far out of expectations that I wondered what forced so many changes while silently watching their interaction. Personality wise, they're roughly the same as their canon counterpart, albeit Shirone showed a stricter, maybe also jumpy, personality, contrasting with Kuroka who exhibited a free-spirited and bubbly demeanor. 'Then again, given the fact that Ingvild was born as a Super Devil, Kunou who's older than her supposed age, and the incident of her nearly being kidnapped, I suppose I should treat this as a normal thing'

"Nyah!"

—My thoughts got cut short when I suddenly heard a pair of legs trip and hot tea washed over my head and shoulders. As I was lost in thought, that made me flinch a bit, dumbstruck at what to do.

Well, less so than the wide-eyed Shirone that rushed between myself and her sister, immediately dropping to her knees and kneeling with forehead directly kissing the floor, also while dragging wide-eyed Kuroka with her. "Apologies for my foolish sister's behavior, Bune-sama! I-It was an accident!"

The ruckus immediately gained other's attention, with Ingvild being the first to arrive on my side, using her kimono's sleeve to wipe my face. "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

"No, I am fine." I spoke to reassure her. Naturally it didn't cause any harm for me, given my strong physique due to my species. Azi would immediately jeer at me non-stop if I showed any sign of being hurt by a mere hot tea.

[Damn right, I would!]

[You would be a disgrace to us dragons if you were hurt by a mere lukewarm water like that!]

[It's not Ddraig's flame! Not hot enough!]

However, I am more worried about the scene that's about to unfold.

"Ara, what could be the issue here, I wonder…" The sound of a fan snapping open was punctuated by a sudden drop in temperature as the domineering head of the house suddenly appeared. Standing mere inches by my side, Yasaka cut an intimidating figure as she loomed over the catgirls. It didn't help that despite the smile, her politeness wasn't hiding any of her ire. "For a servant of mine to dare spill tea over a dear guest of my house, you seem to not value your life, much less your employment, girl."

"M-my apologies, Yasaka-sama!" Shirone spoke again, albeit with nervousness laced on her voice as Yasaka's Ki pressure was directed straight onto her smaller body. "I-I know i-it was my sister's mistake! B-but please-! P-please forgive her! I'll take any punishment in her stead!"

Besides her, Kuroka was a breath-hitching, sobbing mess. Unable to properly speak for herself as she was stifled by the pressure Yasaka's gaze was putting on her, the other servants sent worried glances to the Nekoshou sisters. Fear was upon them all, unable to intervene lest they suffer the same fate.

Besides myself, Kunou to my right hummed in thought, completely unbothered by her mother's domineering presence stifling the air around them. "Ah… Mom's mad again… They're probably gonna get the usual disciplinary treatment for this…"

"What happens during the usual?" Her words sparked my curiosity.

Kunou just shrugged. "For small stuff, most would be ordered to repeatedly do chores. Like to wash all of the dishes, and then after putting them away, wash them yet again until the next meal. Worst case, they have to do all the other servants' chores even when they're already done, and that's without having any meals for the day. But… given how much Kaa-sama adores you, they could get a harsher punishment."

My eyes narrowed at that. Minor infractions sounded grueling, but I'd hate to see them being starved for just getting me wet. "How harsh can it get?"

Kunou eyed me with her golden orbs, before a smirk formed on her small lips as she started teasing me. "Curious about that, Onii-san? Sounds like you're pretty interested in the sisters' well-being. Are you also trying to sink your claws into them after claiming Ingvild-neesan and Kaa-sama as your spouses? My! You're making your future wife jealous~~~! But that daring side of you is nice too~!"

My eyebrow twitched but I decided to let her poking my cheek slide. No matter how sultry she may try to act, the cheeky brat was not gonna get it. Not yet, else it wouldn't end with just a tease to garner my attention. Sighing, I internally swore. This mother-and-daughter pair are scary when they want to be but are equally driven by their sex drive, at least for Yasaka.

"Fine, fine. I will tell you about it. But only because I like you so much." Seeing my lack of reaction, Kunou just huffed in mild annoyance before whispering in my ear. "At worst, Kaa-sama would have them take on a few lashings as a warning. She has guards in the underground basement trained to do it using a special leash which is specifically effective at amplifying pain for any Youkai. Less damage, more punishment."

'... Well, I didn't expect that.' I thought while holding an urge to facepalm. Kunou was stating it like it was something to act cute about, but mentally torturing a person with fear and pain was quite disturbing.

Okay, maybe more than a bit.

It still stands that I honestly underestimated how far these supernatural folks' pettiness could be.

'And I was just doused by tea..!'

Goddamnit, what would've happened had one of the girls bit him and spilled blood.

Thinking fast while using drying magic to cleanse myself, I called Yasaka before she would have done something worse on these two kittens. "I don't think it was necessary to give them any punishment."

"I knew you'd respond like that," Yasaka muttered, still glaring but retracting her Ki much to everyone's relief. Although the catgirls still held their bated breath. "But Ars dear. Even if you're my favorite person, I can't simply accept this disgrace. You may be fine with it and merely think nothing of this accident. But no matter the weight of the slight, an offense by my house and all who work and live under it is as if a slight of mine against a guest. Benevolent you may be, this is a matter of my household besmirching our image. As their master, it is my duty to keep them in line lest it damage my image, as well as those that follow me!"

I didn't replied Yasaka immediately despite my annoyance. But on the other hand, I sort of understand why she was so adamant about the punishment.

Because of my action of saving Kunou, Yasaka was indebted to me. As much as I chose to remain as a normal guest, I already skipped a few steps and became much closer than I could have imagined. Not to mention how Kunou latched herself onto me, even declaring her participation in future endeavors.

Also, This incident could have led to people talking behind her due to insubordination. If Yasaka let this slide, there'd be rumors she was being soft. And given it was for the head of the group which was essentially akin to a Yakuza, the consequences were never cheap.

Even if it was done as a request from me, it would stain her image as she was acquiescing to being disrespectful towards me. The shame of her clutz of a maid would reflect as her inability to regulate and discipline her employees.

A slight mistake this may be, it was an affront to these asian supernatural folk that prided themselves on respect, and honor.

And this was just Yasaka's side of the problem.

Though honestly, this kind of thing was not really my forte at all. Everything was just nothing but a meddlesome act for the sake of something inconsequential, considering how she even bothered about trying to get my allegiance. And honestly I was still pissed at that, even though I was also benefiting from last night's activities by getting closer with Ingvild.

What an annoyance.

[Exactly.]

[Worthless etiquette shit.]

[Dragons were better in the past with strength ruled over everything! Screw honor shit!]

'Then again, you need manners with power, lest you will suffer from being hunted,' I mused inside my head. 'Like a certain three-headed bootleg Ghidorah inside my head.'

[[[Fuck you!]]]

Ignoring their tirade, I glanced at the other side.

Looking at the Nekoshou pair, I held my suspicion regarding both Shirone and Kuroka.

Not just the fact they were here in Kyoto, but the fact that the other servants I've been observing standing by were muttering to themselves. Some along the lines about how they could have made such a mistake from something as mundane as that, and others failed to recognize them, which further aroused my intuition. Setting aside, there was something else with their nervousness, and I think the reason was related to how Shirone was shielding Kuroka from Yasaka's punishment while trying to divert it on herself.

Ah, yes. Shirone was the older one instead of Kuroka. Another divergence that I almost forgot about.

Anyway, I should have dealt with Yasaka before she took my silence as a sign of agreement then immediately took matters by herself. Besides, I also wondered about their background, even if I didn't want to deal with these major casts—No.

Such a notion was already meaningless anyway.

"Look," I continued while inching myself closer to Yasaka. "I get the gist about your notion of upholding the importance of manners, but their problem lies with me. And I have matters to say about this."

Shirone looked at me with a look of betrayal while Yasaka frowned at my decision, as she tried to reason with me. "Ars, dear. While you may try to defend these servants just because it seemed like a small mistake for you, I am the head of this house. And this blemish must come with some punishment in order to show an example. Lest, others would see this as a sign of incompetence."

I quickly fired back without hesitation. "Who said it was an attempt to defend them? I also have something to add."

Following that, I whispered something in Yasaka's ear. At first she showed a sign of rejection about my idea. But little did she know, I had some cards I could play in order to coax her to follow my idea.

And after some lengthy explanation, Yasaka finally relented with a mix of resignation and amusement. "Fine, you win on this Ars dear. If it wasn't you, I would already reject any notion about this."

In swift motion, she flicked her head back to both Nekoshou girls with domineering posture. "Normally, I would immediately send both of you to the basement for discipline. But since my dear Ars managed to convince me with his idea, I decided to let this one slide."

A look of relief appeared on Shirone's expression, as she let out a long sigh with her shoulders relaxed, knowing both her and Kuroka were able to avoid any form of punishment. But her relief didn't last long as Yasaka continued. "Thus, I relinquished both of you to my dear Ars, he will decide whatever treatment that will befall both of you.

Their expression when they heard that was quite amusing as both then looked at me with aghast faces.

Kuroka was especially giving me a pleading look.


"When the landlord said... that our punishment... will be entirely on… milord's decision... I was expecting... that you'd… take us to your chamber…not this…" Shirone said with a snide tone between her exhaustion as she was currently sprawling on the floor with dust and dirt plastered on her face and clothes, which she doesn't even bother cleaning up due to her current state.

Beside her, Kuroka was also in the same state, if not in a much worse condition. "Everything hurts..! Even my tuna sandwich hurts..!"

I snickered. Even at a younger age, her mouth is already running around like a freaking sailor.

"Kuroka-! Language—Ukh-! My ribs…" Shirone was about to scold her younger sister, only to be bemoaned while clenching her chest in pain.

"At least you're now being more open after Yasaka is out of the picture." I chuckled while training my katas while leaving both Nekoshou twins in their sorry state.

"Our Apologies… for not meeting with your… standard, milord…!" Shirone rasped while glared at me. Apparently due to her condition, she doesn't even hide her sarcastic tone anymore. Well, at least that part of her doesn't change considering how sharp her tongue was in the show.

After I managed to sway Yasaka for relinquishing both of their custody to mine, I immediately dragged these two from the diner hall while leaving both Ingvild and Hertlinde who waved at my departure.

Initially both were very anxious about where I was going to bring them, especially Shirone who had a rather wild imagination as she was literally offering herself to try to get me to not touch her sister. Hell, she even went as far as nearly abandoned her garments when we stopped in front of my room, fully prepared for the worst.

Well, fortunately and unfortunately for her. I just told her to stay out front while I changed into my training clothes, much to her confusion.

She got even more bewildered when I wordlessly dragged both of them to a rather spacious area in the backyards, asking me what about when I was going to take them to bed.

My eyes twitched for a second, but it was an understandable reaction. Considering last night I was indulging in sensual pleasure with both Yasaka and Ingvild, I suspected that their screams of ecstasy were loud enough to be heard by anyone who passed Yasaka's bedchamber.

Ain't gonna lie, it was a phenomenal experience, considering it was also my first experience of indulging myself in such debauchery.

Well, I told them that I have a different plan with both since they were now my personal servants. And that plan was testing their fighting capacities, much to their apparent horror.

A peaceful morning was immediately turned into a hellish training regime, where I pushed both of them to their limits by following my daily training schedule, which included long and tedious workouts which left them in their current state.

A snort reverberated inside my head.

[You're basically just copying that stupid bald man's daily workout, times twenty.] Azi's middle head sarcastically jabbed me about my daily workout. [And that's not even a fucking tedious routine, you're just a sadistic asshole who loves watching those kittens dragging their feet in suffering.]

'Oh really? Then I guess we're on the same page, considering that I definitely feel that enjoyment coming straight from your seal!' I immediately returned the favor without holding back.

[What are you talking about? It's natural for us to enjoy the suffering of others!] The second head joined the conversation with a snarky tone. [Unlike you, we are the epitome of honesty and also a professional connoisseur of misery and agony!]

[It's literally written on our faces, MILF fucker!]

'I swear sooner or later I met all of you and gonna give you dicksuckers a very welcoming gesture with my fist.' I replied with a twitch of my eyebrow, much to their ravenous laughter.

[Hah! Try it bitch! We welcome you whenever you can!] The middle head replied with a welcoming tone. As the right head is also on the same page. [It's time to teach you who's the top dog between us!]

[We also want to enjoy the sensation of that monster's flesh, dammit! Gotta suck those juicy tits and drink the juices!]

Okay, that caught me off-guard when the last head literally expressed their desire to also have sex with Ingvild, out of all people. Someone whom they were extremely afraid of. 'She's off limits you dumbasses!'

[Why must we be worried when we have you?]

[Yeah, just letting you deal with her as we took the main prize!]

[Pussy! Milkies! Juices!]

… They definitely hit their head or something, because I swear they're like hella drunk with how unhinged they are. I was about to reply to their nonsense again, but a rather annoyingly familiar voice assaulted my ears.

"Well, well. Look who we have here," a haughty voice greeted me, much to my ire while Shirone and Kuroka quickly stood upon hearing that voice, immediately taking steps behind me, even though they had to drag their exhausted bodies. "It's Yasaka's recent sex doll. Enjoying his moment after taking what is rightfully mine, and also accompanied with a lovely pair of Nekomata."

I swear it couldn't be worse than dealing with Azi's unhinged mood, but apparently I was wrong.


-To Be Continued-


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Author's Note: Well, another chapter down.
Finally another reveal from past few chapters. Well there's not much I have to say, but this chapter also clears why Yasaka basically 'did' it to Ars and Ingvild.
Have a nice day, Ciao