I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

You're telling me this at a time like this?

Fingel was stunned. What a joke! "Stop"?

"Right now...right now I can't get pregnant...everything else...is fine!"

?

In an instant, Fingel understood. Although he didn't understand why they were talking about pregnancy, he decisively chose to comply, as he simply couldn't hold it in any longer.

"it is good!"

All I felt was... a frenzied sex and a love whose very existence was uncertain, growing alongside my flesh and blood, forming a fence that embraced her shadow.

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Author's Note: (Having hit a home run yet) (Demons have no excretory abilities; they digest food for energy absorption)

Chapter 123: Sexual harassment is illegal!

The demon race is a very peculiar race. No one knows what their origin is, but it seems to have existed for a very long time.

They all possess the physical characteristics of energetic life forms and flesh-and-blood life forms.

For example, their physical form is similar to that of humans, they can eat, sleep, and even produce physiological reactions similar to those of humans.

However, at the same time, they also possess the characteristics of energy life. For example, demons really don't defecate or excrete. They digest what they ingest into energy. This is nine parts unscientific, but it is very magical.

Rather than saying they have human physiological characteristics, it's more accurate to say they... imitate humans like humans.

The great mage of the demon race, Solitaire, once studied the changes and origins of various creatures. By comparing humans and demons, she came to a hypothesis: humans and demons evolved in a convergent manner, and the current state of demons was formed by imitating humans.

Unfortunately, imitation is just imitation, and it will always have flaws. For example, the demon race has an emotional flaw—they have no sense of guilt. They are like a highly efficient AI that can simulate human actions, but it is only a simulation and can never truly understand.

The same applies to other aspects.

Demons have no concept of family. They often just suddenly decide to have a child, then randomly find one of their own kind to have the child with and leave it in a cave to fend for itself.

In reality, most female demons are unwilling to give birth. During the reproductive period, the demon's power will temporarily decrease, which will make many demons feel uneasy.

However, some demons who are too lazy to have an abortion will choose to find a safe cave and wait until they have passed their reproductive period before leaving.

Aura is the same; she doesn't care about anything, but if Fingel insists she give birth, she doesn't care either, she can just have sex a few more times—provided it's safe.

She needs a safe haven.

For Aura, the safest lair at present is in Frisch, where most of her puppet soldiers and puppet monsters are located.

She would feel very uneasy if she got pregnant with Fingal's child while she was with Celia.

So, although the atmosphere was great and Awula was in the mood for fun, he still didn't manage to hit a home run in the true sense.

But... what does it matter?

Demons do not have an excretory system.

So this is what happened.

"That's amazing... So you demons don't need to excrete?"

Holding Aura's long, black-stockinged legs, Fingel was extremely shocked!

He gently rubbed her as if caressing some gemstone; it was astonishing, so pure and flawless? In short, because she had no excretory system, Aura was as clean as a beautiful girl in a 3D video.

This makes his xx rotate.

"What, is there a problem? Xx should be able to satisfy your beastly desires, right? Anyway, you human men can have sex as long as you have a hole."

Aura's face was flushed, but her expression and tone were extremely cold, as she waited indifferently for the beast to attack.

"Nonsense! You stupid demon, how dare you speak ill of our human lord!"

Enraged, Fingel slapped Aura's ample breasts, causing them to sway wildly like pudding hit by a spoon.

Damn it, a mere demon, tied to the bed and still dares to be arrogant?

Snapped!

The slap was so forceful that the skin turned red, a testament to his anger.

Why did you hit me while I was fasting?

Aura pouted, rubbing her buttocks with a hint of displeasure. This guy was really strong.

Does all human sexual intercourse involve torturing women?

"I like!"

Fingel chuckled, "That's excellent!"

Tender and...delicious?

He pursed his lips, his desire growing stronger.

"You bastard, believe me or not... um~! No,... don't do that!"

Aura couldn't help but hunch over, speaking haltingly and panting heavily.

"If you... can't handle it... then get out! Or... fuck me!"

Wow...what a terrifying aura! I have absolutely no way to disobey her orders!

Fingel swore he had never respected Lord Aura so much, and by the way, he had long been Lord Aura's dog.

very good!

"As you command, sir!"

Fingel pressed down hard.

...................

(50,000 words omitted here, hehe)

He was utterly inhuman, taking advantage of Awula's physical regenerative abilities to grope her, ignoring even when Awula couldn't help but cry.

Rather, it was more like an adrenaline booster for him, making him even more aggressive, even forcing Aura to say things he was unwilling to say, such as forcing Aura to call him "father" or "master," which greatly displeased the female demon—she was only cooperating with Fingel and Aizo, not trying to become Fingel's slave, was she?

But there was nothing he could do. To avoid being beaten, Aura had no choice but to swallow his anger and serve Fingel, and they played a series of interesting games together.

So cool.

However, the result was... it burned out.

Fingel lay on the large bed, one hand gripping Aura's xx, while fast asleep.

Aura, clutching her body, fell into a deep sleep, tears still glistening in the corners of her eyes, her fair body twitching... She seemed to be becoming more and more like a human.

...

When Fingel's consciousness reappeared, he was already in another dimension.

Fingel, dressed in pajamas, appeared in a pitch-black world—as if no light had ever been there.

"Huh...where the hell did I get this?"

Fingel, somewhat bewildered, touched his chin. Could it be? He'd only peeked through... no, only clashed with someone, and now he'd been transported to this strange place?

A woman's voice came from behind, accompanied by soft footsteps.

"Mr. Fingel, welcome to the afterlife."

???????

What the hell is that?

After death?

I just fucking killed someone once? The price is way too high!

Is your x poisonous, Awula? Surely not?

Fingel's expression changed drastically; he was genuinely startled.

He subconsciously denied it.

"No, no, that's impossible! I died after only a few times? That's way too damn casual!"

Completely unacceptable?

Just a few times? Who do you take me for? I'm Fingel, for crying out loud!

Fingel turned around and looked at the woman.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Fingel... Anyway, just now, you tragically died." The woman's voice continued, and her figure gradually moved past Fingel.

She's a woman with a great figure.

She's at least an E-cup, very big, with a perky butt even after fasting, fair skin, blue hair... and damn, is she not wearing panties?

'Who is this? An angel responsible for receiving the dead? Or something like that?'

Fingel frowned as he sized up the woman. Having only recently enjoyed himself, he seemed to have little desire left... Was that so?

My outfit is so risqué... but I just can't pull it off. It's so weird.

His brows furrowed even deeper. She was clearly a very lewd and seemingly wanton woman, so why didn't he have any feelings for her?

'Also, where did this seat come from?'

Fingel looked at the exquisitely crafted chair with some confusion; he didn't even know when it had appeared.

"Tower... Tower"

The woman wore a sky-blue off-the-shoulder dress with pink transparent silk ribbons wrapped around her arms. She looked like she was dressed in some kind of church attire. The blue fabric was tightly bound, but it couldn't hide her voluptuous breasts, which outlined a stunning curve.

She had a pair of large, sky-blue eyes, as pure and flawless as gemstones, and her long blue hair fell down, pressed against the cold seat by her full hips.

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, you are indeed dead."

The woman crossed her legs, her fair and shapely slightly plump thighs creating an alluring curve, and her seemingly non-existent panties shimmered faintly.

"I am sorry to tell you this news—your cause of death was being hit and killed by a large truck while rescuing a girl on the national highway."

? ? ? ?

Was that the cause of my death in my past life?

Fingel didn't interrupt her, which meant that he hadn't died because of Cao Awula... What a false alarm! So, it seems the other party made a mistake?

Should we be able to go back?

He thought to himself that if he couldn't get back, he really wanted to kill this woman of unknown origin; he had finally managed to hit a home run.

Absolutely unacceptable!

“My name is Aqua, the goddess who guides the young dead. Now you have two paths before you: one is to start a new life, or to live like an old man in a paradise... Um, Mr. Fingel?”

As she spoke, Aqua's smile suddenly froze. She awkwardly put her legs down and covered her miniskirt.

With her movements, her full breasts jiggled.

"What's wrong? Keep going."

Fingel listened intently, oh, it was good to hear, it was worth listening to.

"Um... Mr. Fingel, what are you looking at? Excuse me, your gaze is a bit disgusting, could you please stop?"

Aqua's smile became forced; this feeling... was awful.

It felt like being put into a men's bathhouse, naked, being stared at by dozens of burly men with disgusting, insect-like gazes.

"Ah, don't worry about it, you can continue." Fingel raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with you, goddess? Tell me honestly, what exactly are the two options?"

"You need to be serious about your work! Seriously, are all goddesses these days so unreliable?"

He looked at Aura with disdain, his eyes filled with doubt... He was certain that he really couldn't feel anything for this woman; it was just too damn strange.

! ! ! !

Aqua has serious doubts about you.

[Favorability-1]

[Affection level keyword generated... Successfully implanted, Affection level 50 (Indifferent)]

"What are you saying? You're clearly sexually harassing me! Where were you looking the whole time? You bastard!"