Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Lin Chun glanced at Lillian's thin body and clicked his tongue in disdain.

How do you plan to investigate me?

"This...this is not something you should know. I have my own ways!!!"

The little succubus roared guiltily, her body trembling even more violently.

However, it was no longer fear, but an incurable excitement.

Although on the surface it was the Demon King who ordered the investigation...

But how could she possibly torture her only capable subordinate?

He simply wanted to take this opportunity to practice all the things he wouldn't normally dare to do directly with Dr. Fallen.

By the way——

In Lillian's office, energy potions and various props had already been prepared.

"Ah."

Lin Chun immediately saw through the succubus's little scheme.

Normally, playing for three days wouldn't be a big problem.

But tonight is the perfect opportunity to corrupt the magical golden chrysanthemum, directly determining the quality of my life for the next fifty years.

Based on this alone, it was clear that I could not agree.

So, after a cold laugh, he began to attack the little succubus.

"Well, Miss Lillian, I think you know better than anyone why last night's operation failed, don't you?"

"I...I...I don't understand what you're saying at all!"

Lillian was clearly caught off guard.

The unruly hot sweat kept flowing, to the point that even between the toes, there was a visible amount of glistening sweat.

Last night, faced with the menacing magic chrysanthemum, I turned and ran without even thinking...

He left behind the crucial magic potion bullets and all his subordinates at the scene.

If other people knew about this—

I would have no face to continue living like this.

That's why he tried so hard to deny it and acted extremely agitated.

But Lin Chun sneered and pressed on relentlessly.

"Should I tell you now? What exactly happened last night?"

"Doctor, please return for questioning!!!"

The little succubus shouted loudly, but her body retreated timidly.

The spot where they had stood was now marked with the scent of milk and the sweat of their feet.

Not a single detail is missing; it perfectly captures the contours of slender, delicate feet, making it as exquisite as a work of art.

"Lillian, I have absolutely no interest in your investigation game."

Lin Chun continued to press forward relentlessly.

The towering male physique even blocked out the sunlight, completely shrouding the tiny succubus in shadow.

"I have important business to attend to. Go find ten female pig-headed people, the ugliest kind. There's a mission at dinner time."

"But... it's the Demon King's order..."

"I will explain to His Majesty in person after I have finished my business."

As they spoke, Lin Chun had already approached Lillian.

A 1.85-meter tall person versus a 1.35-meter tall person: the absolute height difference brings an absolute sense of dominance.

Even knowing that the other party is an ordinary human without magic...

The succubus female cadre couldn't help but swallow a large mouthful of saliva.

"Goo-"

She was extremely panicked.

After hesitating for a long time, still unable to make a decision, he tentatively proposed a compromise.

"Well, how about... you go and explain the situation to His Majesty the Demon King first?"

"I'm sorry, my time is very limited."

Lin Chun's patience finally ran out.

As for Lillian, such a useless boss who can neither cover up the situation nor take responsibility...

Rational communication proved ineffective.

In that case, let's just resort to brutal body language.

"What...what do you think you're doing?! I'm your boss!!!"

Lillian immediately let out a scream and a wail.

She was horrified to discover that her tiny feet had left the ground.

To be precise, her entire petite body was lifted into the air by the other party.

The point where the force is applied is the neck.

—Lin Chun applied his knowledge flexibly, using a naked chokehold on the succubus female cadre.

With his left arm wrapped around her slender neck and his right hand securing her, he immediately made it difficult for her to breathe.

Like a gourmet named Tokugawa who had mistakenly wandered into a members-only restaurant, his two little legs thrashed about in mid-air, but to no avail.

Finally, tense up completely from heel to toe.

An incurable tremor spread all the way to my toes.

"Just do as I say, and I guarantee you won't suffer any losses after it's done."

"Woo!!!"

Faced with dozens of succubi of her own kind, Lillian was completely subdued by Lin Chun.

As his eyes rolled back, a sound of utter surrender came from his throat.

A large amount of embarrassing sweat, like spilled coconut water, stained the solid wood floor in the apartment's living room.

100. Serve them well and provide excellent service!

—Inside a members-only restaurant in Tokyo, with a traditional Japanese-style private room.

Familiar music began to play.

However, Sakurada Hatano, holding the microphone, could no longer smile.

The familiar melody pierced her heart deeply.

Even when she was coerced by the Fallen Doctor in front of 100,000 spectators, she had never been tortured like this.

This new song was originally intended to encourage everyone to support magical girls...

But now, even her own magical girl form is in danger.

Listening to the greasy sounds of the old men clinking glasses and flattering each other, her singing voice couldn't help but sound lifeless.

The music ended, and the song was finished.

"..."

Sakurada Hatano put down the microphone, closed her eyes helplessly, and let out a long sigh.

Next, this should be a turning point in my life.

It's actually quite ridiculous...

Mingming had firmly rejected Dr. Fallen that morning, pushing him out the door and forcibly driving him away.

Before attending the dinner, I couldn't resist sending the exact location.

It's like hoping the other person can save you...

This hypocritical behavior made even her feel embarrassed, and she had no hope of achieving anything.

My heart is filled with a mixture of regret and remorse.

But just then, a familiar voice came from the dining table where all the people were old men.