Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

"Doctor, you don't like my taste?!"

"No no……"

Lin Chun tried his best to explain.

But the sudden shock made him look terrible, as if he had been drinking fake alcohol.

In addition, they forcefully stopped Lillian from taking off the entire stocking.

Even if she was incredibly naive and easily fooled, she should have realized the other person's true intentions by now, and her expression turned cold.

Ordinary customers might not like the scent of a regular succubus, which is understandable.

She always wore clothes that were not for sale, but were specially prepared for Lin Chun!

I wore a pair of over-the-knee socks for three days and three nights, taking care of them day and night.

Unexpectedly, I was rejected in the end.

—This is truly unforgivable!

"Um... Lillian, do you have any new over-the-knee socks?"

Lin Chun asked tentatively.

In order to prevent the other party from discovering his plan, he deliberately found a suitable excuse.

"I'll take it back and let the magical girls in the [Brainwashing Department] try it out too. Three pairs will suffice."

His statement only made things worse.

The little succubus, already in a bad mood, straightened her tail like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Huh? Why three pairs?"

In front of fifty or sixty of her own kind, she deliberately made things difficult for them:

"[Brainwashing Department] When did we get three magical girls? How come I didn't know?!"

"..."

Lin Chun clenched his fists, really wanting to punch her on the head.

But considering there are so many other succubi in this office, it's a noisy and confusing place.

It's best to avoid unnecessary trouble.

He chose to settle for second best.

"Alright, then give me two pairs."

"Okay, but in exchange, I want you to carefully taste the scents of the two magical girls who walked through them and write a report."

Lillian made a condition that was almost fatal.

159. The magical girl who works out is the best!

—The Brainwashing Department is located at the original site of the Demon Cave, which is Lin Chun's current recreation room.

I bought a top-of-the-line treadmill at a high price, and the speed is already at its fastest.

The runway was spinning wildly, even beyond the range of human vision, with countless afterimages overlapping each other.

"Hoo-ha—hoo-ha—hoo-ha—"

The magical golden chrysanthemum, wearing black over-the-knee socks, ran wildly across it.

The textbook-perfect athletic posture of the young woman, with sweat pouring everywhere, created a vibrant and energetic scene.

If you didn't know better, you'd think it was some brand new horse girl.

However, on the sofa to the side, a completely different scene unfolded.

Lin Chun sat leisurely inside, his arm around the petite dark elf female cadre, Elena.

Each of them had a controller, and they chatted leisurely about their plans while playing family-friendly games on the Switch.

"Leave it to me, Master~"

Elena deliberately leaned back.

The back, as smooth as chocolate, pressed against Lin Chun's chest, and the warmth enveloped him, transforming into a sense of security.

"I will send hundreds of demonic hounds to alleys in Tokyo. They will be able to pinpoint any unusual smell."

"That's a huge help, Elena!"

After finishing his turn in the game, Lin Chun pinched his little face.

It's soft and much more comfortable than the buttons on a gamepad.

The other party also looked pleased and actively went along with it.

She stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around his neck, her emerald green eyes filled with obedient and submissive love.

"It was just a small favor—but speaking of which, why didn't Master ask Lillian?"

Elena blinked, somewhat confused.

"If it's just a matter of sending demonic hounds to search, even that useless succubus could do that."

"No no no."

Lin Chun gently shook his head.

He had already thought of the answer to this question beforehand.

"Lillian loves to steal my credit. She only participated a little, but she wants to take two-thirds of the reward."

"What?! How dare she be so arrogant towards the master?"

Upon hearing this, Elena clenched her little fists.

Consequently, the petite body sitting in Lin Chun's lap trembled with anger.

"Master, please give the order! I'll immediately transform that guy into a futa, the kind that's hopelessly addictive!"

"Forget it, she doesn't deserve this much trouble..."

Lin Chun quickly reached out and stroked Elena's wheat-colored skin.

Half a minute later, she calmed down.

Because it was so comfortable...

Then, I rubbed it for another half minute, and the effect was almost too good.

"I like... Master..."

She looked completely entranced, tossed aside the game controller, and collapsed into Lin Chun's arms.

My limbs and body were completely relaxed.

Every part of it was soft and supple, exuding a rich aroma reminiscent of chocolate milk.

"..."

Lin Chun looked down at the innocent dark elf, and deep in his heart, he pondered his plan once more.

—It feels like there are no problems anymore.

Next, all I need to do is trick Chunying into wearing smelly over-the-knee socks and make her sweat like crazy.

As soon as it's picked, Elena's hounds will immediately smell it and pinpoint its exact location.

At that time, I will be able to open the box and reveal the magical girl's true form.

"Huhuhu~"

Thinking of this, a pleased smile crept onto his lips.

At exactly the same moment, the treadmill beeped and slowly came to a stop.

It's no exaggeration to say that after ten minutes of continuous high-speed rotation, the motor inside was almost smoking.

"Huff...huff...huff...I've...finished..."

Wearing a golden cheongsam, Magic Chrysanthemum, holding onto the treadmill, walked down, panting heavily.

He sat down next to Lin Chun, picked up the mineral water from the coffee table, and gulped it down.

After finishing, I propped myself up on the back of the sofa with my arms and slumped down inside.

Because I was so exhausted, I didn't care about my carefree sitting posture at all.

—It was just that Lin Chun, who was standing next to him, suffered.

As we all know, the cheongsam has no sleeves.

Therefore, the armpits of the magical golden chrysanthemum were exposed to him without reservation.

This patch of skin has a lovely pinkish color and looks very clean, but it sweats too easily.