Chapter 9: Mischief With A Lesser Devil (Part 4)
"Man, I'm stuffed," Zombina says, using a toothpick.
"I second that," Smith says.
"That was quite delicious," Manako compliments.
"You just keep outdoing yourself, Ryuta," Polt says, her arm around me with her head on my shoulder.
"Even I must admit it's pretty good," Doppel says.
"You know, I guess it's to be expected but it's amazing how your cooking rivals that of Snookums," Tionishia says.
"Oh? Who's this Snookums if you don't mind me asking?" I question, taking a sip of coffee.
"Y'know… Buddy?" Doppel says as if trying to jog my memory.
"No, I don't know," I say.
"Loverboy?" Zombina says.
"They are talking about Ku-," Doppel quickly covers Manako's mouth.
"Shhh, you'll give it away if you say that," Doppel says.
"C'mon, Sweetheart. They're referring to Darling," Smith says.
I'm so lost.
"I don't understand what's happening right now," Lilith says.
"I agree with Lilith. Who the hell are you guys talking about?" I ask, genuinely confused.
"He really hasn't told you anything?" Polt and Smith question, weirdly in sync with each other.
"We're talking about Kimihito, your brother," Polt says.
"Oh, is that it? That makes sense… wait a second! That doesn't make sense in the slightest! How do any of you know that? Only Smith should know that he's my brother!" I exclaim, realization hitting me.
"I informed them after you left the office yesterday. They were surprised to say the least," Smith explains.
I immediately look at Polt.
"So then how do you know?" I ask.
"I've personally known since day two. You really didn't disguise that fact when you let me borrow your phone," Polt admits.
"And you didn't say anything about it?!" I shout.
"I thought it was a sensitive topic for you! I'm sorry! Please don't be mad!" she shouts back apologetically, hugging me with her forehead against mine.
"I'm not mad at you and I'm sorry for shouting. It was just rather surprising to hear," I apologize, playing with her tail.
"Love you," she whispers.
"Love you too," I whisper back.
"Get a room, you two!" Doppel snickers.
"Wait, so Ryuta is that other host's brother?! The one I messed with?" Lilith exclaims, surprised.
"Kimihito's a host too?!" I ask Smith.
Smith sighs, pushing up her sunglasses.
"Yes to all of those questions," Smith states.
I swear I'm going to drop kick his ass for not telling me this stuff the next time I see him.
"Just what has he been up to?" I say.
"Well, like it's been said, he's a host too. He's been dealing with seven home stays," she says.
Excuse me! SEVEN?!
"I-It can get that high?!" I inquire, sweating bullets.
"Your brother is a rather unique case. I highly doubt you will make it past two though so no need to worry about that," she reassures.
"Seriously, Smith. You're going to give me a heart attack one of these days," I sigh.
"So what are we gonna call you, Ryuta?" Polt asks.
"What do you mean? Like a nickname?" I say.
"Exactly that," Polt says.
"I keep calling him Sweetheart because I find it amusing and he never seems to mind it. That being said, I think it should be his default nickname," Smith says.
I never refuse it because it feels like Smith is just trying to see if she can get under my skin with this game of hers.
"Does it have to be the default one though?" I question, slightly groaning.
"I don't see why not. Kimihito's first nickname is Darling and that's his default so yours is Sweetheart. Simple as that," she grins.
"I like it… Sweetheart," Polt says.
"I like it too, Sweetheart," Lilith teases, giggling.
"F-Fine, I don't mind it," I blush.
"Do any of you got a personal name thought up?" Smith asks.
"Yuyu," Tionishia says.
"Cutie," Zombina says.
Everyone looks at Manako, making her nervous.
"W-What?" Manako says.
"It's your turn," Zombina says.
"I-I mean Doppel can go ahead of me," Manako procrastinates.
"Just say something," Doppel says.
"… I-I'll just keep using his name," Manako finally submits, deeply embarassed.
"Was that so hard? Now I'll say Guy, Pal, or Bud. Whichever one I feel like using at whatever time," Doppel says.
"Aren't those kinda dull and bland?" I ask.
Also, call it semantics but Bud is short for Buddy so that's reusing her name for Kimihito.
Kinda lazy.
"Exactly! Perfectly fitting for you," she laughs.
"Got jokes, do ya? I want my food back then," I chuckle maliciously, getting out of my chair.
"No can do. That ship has sailed. It's in the confines of my stomach now," she pats her belly.
"Is that so? I'm not afraid to reach in there and retrieve it manually," I say, starting to slowly walk around the table to Doppel.
"I'd like to see you try," she taunts, getting out of her chair.
Breaking into a run at her, she bolts with me chasing after her.
"Catch me if you can!" she yells, giggling.
"Get back here!" I exclaim as we run into the kitchen and then the living room.
Having trapped herself, she backs away from me into a corner.
"Got ya now," I say.
"Ryuta, if you come any closer, I'm gonna uncensor myself and bare it all," she warns.
"That's pretty useless against the power of eye contact and besides you're naked already so there's not much left to the imagination," I say.
"Then let's put that power to the test," she transforms into Smith.
"H-Hey, you can't do that! You're playing with fire!" I start backing away.
She smirks deviously.
"I'm one hundred percent anatomically correct. If I get naked now, you're going to see Smith naked. Not so easy to handle now, is it?" she steps closer.
Doppel even sounds exactly like her!
That's really freaky.
"This is cheating," I say.
Running at me, She tackles me to the ground.
"All's fair in love and war. Now admit defeat," she undoes her suit, exposing her chest.
S-Smith's that busty?!
"I give up! I give up!" I frantically shout.
Grabbing my wrists, she makes me fondle her chest.
"Yell it louder or I'll put your hands under the bra!" she threatens.
"YOU WIN! I SURRENDER!" I yell at the top of my lungs.
I'm so highly uncomfortable in more ways than one!
"Hey, are you two doing… okay… in here?" Smith says, walking in.
Everything goes dead silent with us looking at Smith, my hands still forced upon Doppel-Smith's breasts.
Smith's face turns bright red and she pushes up her glasses to hide her eyes.
"D-Doppel, g-get off of R-Ryuta this instant!" Smith stammers, clearly flustered as she pulls Doppel off of me.
Doppel transforms back.
"I was just having fun! Don't take it personally!" Doppel makes excuses while Smith drags her away.
"Wait until your chapter for your nonsense like the rest of us!" Smith retorts.
I let out a sigh of relief, having been saved from Doppel's torment.
A few minutes later, breakfast concludes.
"Thank you for breakfast!" Smith and the squad bow.
"Anytime," I say.
"Before I go, what did you say about this coffee of yours again?" Smith asks, sipping from her mug.
"It's the basic cream and sugar with milk, a scoop of vanilla ice cream and a huge splash of my homemade caramel. That's what goes into my hot coffee. Did you want some for to go?" I question.
Though I do find my hot coffee to be pretty good, a caramel frappe just can't be beat whether I make it myself or buy one from Stertbooks.
Smith grabs my hand with both of her hands clasped over it.
"A thousand times, yes! It's so good!" she answers ecstatically.
She makes it sound like it's something divine when it's just regular coffee with my personal flavoring added to it.
It's still a great compliment though.
After refilling her mug, we go to the front door.
"See you later, Sweetheart," Smith says with all of them waving goodbye.
"See ya," we wave back.
And with that, the Mon squad leaves.
"So what exactly are we doing today?" I sigh, clueless on how to spend the day.
"As a host, that's something you're gonna have to figure out everyday. Can't really keep doing whatever you been doing before all of this," Polt says.
"I knooow," I groan.
"Don't think too hard about it. It'll come to you before you know it," she says, her arm around me.
Looking at her wristwatch, she gasps.
"I'm gonna be late!" she exclaims, running to the door and putting her shoes and jacket on.
"Late for what?" I ask.
"I gotta run Club Kobold, remember? If I don't, who will?" she answers, speaking very fast.
"I'll see you around then in that case." I say.
Running back to me, she gives me a quick peck on the lips.
"Enjoy your second day being a host," she says.
"I will," I say.
"And don't go being a troublemaker again, Lilith," she says.
"I already said I won't. I never want to do community service or run laps again," Lilith says.
"Good to hear. Bye, you two," Polt says.
"Bye," Lilith and I say.
And now Polt's gone too.
"Unlike you, I know what I'm doing," Lilith says, about to crack open a beer.
Where did she even pull that can from?
"I don't think so. It's still morning! Not to mention, I can't have you getting drunk every chance you get," I take the can from her hand.
"Oh c'mon! Don't be a stickler," she jumps, trying to get it out of my hand.
"No can do," I say.
"Will you let me have that one beer if I… service you?" she questions, lewdly gesturing a blowjob with a hand and her mouth.
"N-Not happening," I say.
She drops to her knees and grabs my hips.
"Say yes right now and I'll do it," she says softly, her tongue hanging out of her mouth.
I think she's wanting to give the blowjob more than get the beer.
"S-Some other time, Lilith. I think I've had enough sexual interactions for the time being after yesterday and during this morning," I decline, making her stand back up.
"You're no fun," she stands up, crosses her arms and pouts, disappointed.
"Tell you what, I'll give you this beer if you do something else for me," I offer.
Her eyes light up.
"Yeah? What is it?!" she says, getting excited.
"Allow me to show you," I say, gently taking her wrist and going into the living room.
Getting on my knees before her, I unzip her jacket.
"Ryuta, w-what are you doin'?" she asks as I remove her jacket and toss it on the couch.
"Please lift your tank top up, would you?" I say, a little too focused on this objective of mine.
She lifts it up, showing me her midriff.
"Such a nice belly, Lilith," I compliment.
"T-Thanks, I guess. What is this? Some sort of fetish of yours? Isn't this sexual?" she blushes.
"I-It's a fascination is all," I say defensively.
"Are you hard right now?" she questions.
"M-Maybe," I blush.
"Then this is sexual, you liar!" she shouts.
"Tomato tomahto," I say.
Grabbing her hips, I plant kisses on her midriff.
"This is embarrassing, Ryuta," she says.
"Well, no one's here to witness it. How do you think I feel?" I say.
Polt would've been the recipient of this but she left far sooner than I thought she would.
"It does feel… strangely good. Use your tongue," she says.
Licking the sides of her navel, her body quakes a little.
Picking her up, I take us to the couch and we lay down together with my face buried in her stomach, continuing to kiss and lick her.
"Go lower, Sweetheart," she says.
Wanted to keep this about her belly but oh well I guess.
Spreading her legs apart, I bury my face in the crotch of her shorts.
Grabbing my head, she moans while grinding her crotch against my face.
"Lilith," I say, grabbing the waist of her shorts with my hands.
She nods approvingly.
Getting up on my knees, I pull her shorts and panties off, throwing them on the floor.
Lifting her lower back into the air, I grab the back of her legs and start eating her bald decadent pussy out, looking down at her aroused face as she yelps in pleasure from the ravenous movements of my tongue.
Being busy with my tongue deep in her, her body trembles heavily.
"Ryuta!" she exclaims, cumming.
Both of us pant heavily.
Man, I'm leaking so much precum but this is as far as it goes today.
I'm serious this time!
Laying back down, I use her belly as a nice warm pillow.
I'll make sure to use her plump thighs as a pillow some other time.
"Enjoying yourself, Mr. Stomach Fetish?" she teases while petting my head.
"I am. Enjoy my oral service?" I question.
"Of course I did," she answers.
"You can have your can of beer but no more than just that one," I say.
"Victory for me! Come to mama!" she grabs the can off of the coffee table and cracks it open, quickly putting it to her lips.
While she drinks, I find myself getting really comfortable and doze off, greeted with sleep.
I suddenly wake up, having heard Lilith yell my name.
Guess I was out for a few hours.
"Huh? Is something wrong?" I ask quickly, having jumped to my feet.
Standing beside the couch, she looks very distressed.
"We need to go the store!" she shouts.
"What for?" I yawn.
"W-We just need to go!" she asserts, her cheeks blushing.
Must be something really important.
"Alright. Let me get dressed and get my keys," I say.
A few minutes later, we get in my car and drive off.
"Can't you go any faster?!" she yells after roughly ten minutes.
She's really hostile all of a sudden.
I wonder.
"Are you… on your period?" I carefully ask.
This is a dangerous minefield I'm treading.
"What do you fucking think?!" she says.
I was desperately hoping for that not to be the case!
"Why not say anything sooner?!" I exclaim, stepping on the gas and starting to panic.
Reaching the store, I hastily park and we jump out of the car, running across the lot into said store.
With me grabbing a metal cart, Lilith jumps into the basket.
"Go, Ryuta!" she commands.
"I'm going!" I push the cart as fast as I can, blazing through the aisles.
I'm freaking out!
Where the fuck are the feminine care products?!
It'll take too long if I stop to read the signs!
"Make a right here and immediately another right!" she signals with her hands.
"Gotcha!" I somehow drift the cart around the corner into the next aisle of items without T-boning another person's cart.
This is the aisle we needed!
"Here it is! Stop the cart!" she says.
Attempting to brake with my feet, the cart keeps going, barely slowing down.
It's developed a taste for speed and won't stop?!
That's… highly problematic.
"Yeah, that's not happening. I literally can't stop it!" I say.
"Abandon ship!" she shouts, jumping out of the cart and cleanly landing on the floor while I continue speeding down the aisle.
If I let go, I'm gonna eat some serious shit and something or someone will most likely be in its path of destruction.
My only option is to try to decrease its speed as much as possible.
"Guess I'm going down with the ship," I say, pulling in the opposite direction as much as I can.
Despite my attempts, the cart keeps going, reaching the intersection at the end of the aisle.
My eyes widen as a person begins to slither through the intersection.
Is that a Lamia?
Everything goes into slow motion.
So… what are the chances I immediately go to jail if the cart hits her?
All I can really do is call out and pray no serious injuries happen at this point.
"Look out!" I yell and brace for impact, causing her head to turn.
"Eeeek!" the Lamia screams, surprised.
Her massive tail immediately whips around and swats the shopping cart with great force, sending me and the cart spinning over her.
My hands slip off of the cart and my life flashes before my eyes as my body keeps spinning.
Oh God… this is how I really die, isn't it?
Sorry, Polt. You dated a complete idiot.
Wonder if by any chance I could get isekai'd when I hit the ground?
Almost landing face first, my torso is grabbed by the Lamia's tail, effectively saved from my demise and hanging upside down.
Both of us breathe heavily, slowly calming down.
The cart lands on its wheels perfectly fine without hurting any passerbys or destroying property.
… Are you fuckin' serious?!
Had I not been caught, it would've been my end but the cart receives zero damage?!
Whatever, I'm just glad to be alive.
"I am so sorry!" She and I apologize simultaneously.
"There's no need for you to apologize. I was being super reckless while you were minding your own business. I'm the one at fault," I say.
"But had I not reacted so strongly, you wouldn't have got sent flying. You're not hurt, are you?" she says, positioning me upright and relinquishing me from the grip of her tail.
Didn't think a Lamia's tail could be so long.
"Not at all. Are you?" I ask.
"Thankfully, no," she says.
"Good to hear. Accident aside, allow me to properly introduce myself. Name's Ryuta," I say, fixing my hair.
"Nice to meet you, Ryuta. My name is Miia," she says.
I swear all liminals are cute, outright sexy, or a mixture of the two.
Not to be dissing humans.
Out of nowhere, she lays her hands on my cheeks and pulls me into her personal space, her eyes staring intently into mine like she's trying to figure something out.
"That's strange," she says, squinting.
"S-Something the matter, ma'am?" I question.
"S-Sorry! My eyes are playing tricks on me. Probably due to the residual adrenaline in my system," she blushes, letting me go.
That was weird.
"Stop conversing with a stranger and help me, Ryuta!" Lilith shouts from the opposite end of the aisle, her arms seeming to be carrying a shit ton of tampon and pad boxes.
Oh, right!
"Anyway, I've really gotta go. There's an important emergency that needs my attention. I hope I'll see you around, Miia!" I grab my cart and quickly head back down the aisle, waving goodbye to Miia as I do so.
"Likewise. Take care, Ryuta!" Miia waves back.
"Oh and thanks for grabbing me with your tail! I'm pretty sure I was going to die if you didn't!" I raise my voice.
"You're very welcome!" she shouts.
Should I have asked where her host was?
I'm already on the other side of the aisle now and Miia's already slithered off but I believe she'll be fine.
"Do you really need that many?" I ask as Lilith tosses the boxes into the cart along with herself.
"Yes I do! Now mush!" Lilith exclaims.
How much is this going to cost?
Barely have money as it is at the moment.
Rushing to checkout, Lilith helps me scan the boxes like crazy.
What does this ring up to?
T-T-Ten thousand yen?!
I know for a fact I don't have that much!
Maybe just maybe the checkout machine doesn't realize that.
Taking my card out, I reluctantly swipe it.
"Be sure to take your receipt. Thank you for shopping!" the machine says.
WAIT WHAT?!
That should've declined! What the hell!
I'll check my account in a second.
Snatching my receipt, we take off and head out of the store to the car.
After hurling all of the boxes into the backseat, I put the cart away and we jump back into the car, leaving.
Stopping at a traffic light, I whip my phone out.
Now let's see what my bank account looks like.
WHERE DID ALL OF THIS MONEY COME FROM?!
Is it because I'm a host now?
I'll ask Polt or Smith for answers.
At least I won't have to worry about being careful with how I spend money anymore.
With the light turning green, I continue to drive.
Now that I'm not in a big panic, time to tackle this problem.
"You can go ahead and… d-do your thing. I'm not gonna look," I say, uncomfortable with what I'm saying.
"I'm not on my period," Lilith says.
"What do you mean? What was all of that then?" I ask, confused.
"You got pranked hard! It was all a joke!" she exclaims, laughing.
Really?
"So all that yelling, panic, and terror you caused me was for a prank?!" I question.
"Yep, you completely fell for it! Should've seen your face! That was amazing," she says.
"Lilith!" I shout sternly.
"Don't tell me you can't take a joke," she says.
"That wasn't very funny to me," I say, making her go silent.
Taking my left hand off of the wheel, I notice she flinches and closes her eyes.
"That was hilarious. You got me good," I chuckle while petting her head.
"Y-You're not mad?" she asks, surprised.
"Of course not. Besides, you did help me discover that I actually have far more money than I did and Polt wouldn't be too happy if she learned that we did nothing but sit around so this prank of yours helped out nicely," I explain.
"This takes care of future problems as well too. Not having these kind of things would be bad when those times strike," she says.
"You're not wrong about that," I say.
A few moments of silence pass.
"Y'know, most people scold me for my pranks. That includes my previous host as well. Feels like people don't know how to stop being uptight at least in my experience," she says.
"Well, I'm not most people and I'm certainly not your previous host. You would have to do something pretty serious to get me mad at a joke or prank. Honestly, I thought you would be a problem but you've been really laid-back and sweet. To say I'm grateful is a massive understatement," I say.
"You're a pretty cool guy," she says, leaning from her seat and kissing me on the cheek.
"You're a pretty cool girl," I say, kissing her cheek back.
"Pull over the car… Sweetheart," she says softly.
"G-Gotcha," I say.
Happening to be driving by another store, I pull over into the fairly empty parking lot and park.
We look at each other, removing our seatbelts.
She lays her hand on top of mine.
"Lilith," I say, laying my other hand on her cheek.
"Ryuta," she says.
Leaning closer to each other, our lips meet.
Quickly escalating, I pull her into my lap, straddling me.
Her arms hugging my neck with my hands on her ass, our tongues messily wrestling.
After making out for what felt like hours but actually only about twenty minutes, we continue our drive, going home.
"That takes care of that," I say, walking out of the bathroom after having finished stocking the bathroom closet with those… feminine care products.
"Hey, Ryuta. I've got an important question that's been on my mind almost all day," Lilith says, walking upstairs to me.
"Ask away," I say.
"What's with the dildos?" she questions.
I take a deep breath.
"The hell are you talking about?" I try to play it off.
Did she look around my room when I was sleeping earlier?
"Oh really? You can't fool me! Allow me to show you," she grabs my wrist and takes me to my room.
She walks over to the dresser.
My heartbeat increases drastically.
H-How am I gonna get around this?
"What's this then?" she pulls open the one specific drawer, smirking.
"O-O-Oh, t-those," I stammer and blush, nervously rubbing the back of my head.
She picks one up.
"Get a lot of pleasure out of these, don'tcha? You do strike me as a person who enjoys taking it in the ass," she teases, chuckling.
"I-I do no such thing! T-That's not… it's not a thing of mine. Those belong to Polt," I poorly defend myself.
She's having a ball with this.
She couldn't have found a better way to toy with me.
"Why would Polt have these when she has you?" she asks.
"B-Because why not?" I say.
"Just admit that they are yours! Give me that sweet satisfaction!" she shouts.
"T-They are not! You can ask Polt and she'll prove you wrong!" I exclaim.
"Hey, Ryuta! I'm here! You realize that you didn't lock the front door, right?" Polt says, walking into the room with us.
My savior!
"I left it unlocked for you. Polt, please tell Lilith how it is with those things," I say.
"Polt, be honest. These sex toys belong to Ryuta, do they not?" Lilith questions.
Realizing she's walked into a situation, Polt looks at my silently pleading eyes then looks at Lilith, who's grinning.
"That's a trivial question to answer! The toys belong to me, not Ryuta," Polt answers.
I'm surprised she could say that with a straight face.
"I told you, Lilith," I say triumphantly.
"Damn it. I actually thought I had ya. Oh well," Lilith says, putting the dildo away and closing the drawer.
"That taken care of, please allow me to say what I was originally about to say when I walked in. Ryuta, I understand a lot has happened but don't forget about our exercises," Polt says.
"Of course I haven't forgotten," I say.
"Exercise? Glad I'm not involved," Lilith voices her disgust.
"Actually, you are joining us," Polt says.
"What! Why?" Lilith says.
"So you don't become a couch potato," Polt says.
"It's not that bad. We have a couple more days to lounge around before exercising picks back up," I say.
"Actually, we're starting tomorrow," Polt says.
"TOMORROW?!" Lilith and I yell in disbelief.
"At five in the morning," Polt continues.
"FIVE?!" Lilith and I say.
"Won't it be so much fun?" Polt asks, smiling.