'What are they all up to?'
Yusuke stretched his legs as he thought. It was very strange that all the girls had left at the same time, leaving him completely alone. That was completely unlike them.
As soon as they returned from the trip, Venelana and Grayfia told him they needed to return to the Underworld to settle some important matters. Not long after, Serafall also hurriedly left, saying something urgent had come up that required her presence.
A few hours later, all the other girls suddenly left one after another as well, leaving him all alone.
If only two or three of them had left at the same time, Yusuke would not have found it strange. But for all of them to leave together, they were clearly up to something. Anyone with a functioning brain would notice this. Not to mention that Yusuke could clearly sense them with his [Observation Haki] from here.
They seemed to be fighting someone.
They were doing fine, so he wasn't worried. If anything, it was their enemies who should be concerned.
"How do you manage to do this?! I am sure you are somehow cheating, but I can't prove it!"
The man next to him was sweating profusely. He sat forward on the edge of the couch, eyes fixed intently on the TV screen as he gripped the controller tightly with both hands.
Both of them were playing Mortal Kombat, and Azazel had been getting absolutely abused by Yusuke since the very first round. He had not managed to win even a single match.
[Fatality!]
Once again, he lost.
Scorpion grabbed Sub-Zero by the neck and brutally ripped out his spine along with his skull in one savage motion.
"Damn it! It's no fun at all!"
Azazel threw the controller onto the table in frustration and grabbed a can of beer, drinking it down in one go.
"I don't want to play anymore. Let's watch something."
"I brought a few samples from my collection. You are in luck," he burped loudly and grinned lecherously. "Usually I don't allow anyone to watch these."
"...Nah, not interested in watching porn."
Seeing Azazel's lecherous expression, Yusuke shuddered visibly and refused flatly.
Why would he waste his time on videos when he was surrounded by so many real-life goddesses every single day?
"More importantly, isn't it about time for you to speak?"
Yusuke's expression turned serious as he faced Azazel directly.
"What do you want?"
After the girls had left the house, leaving him alone, Yusuke had gone out for a walk by himself. Not long after, he had "coincidentally" run into Azazel. The fallen angel had pestered him persistently until Yusuke finally agreed to hang out.
Eventually, the two of them ended up at Azazel's place, playing video games and drinking beer.
"Oya! Calm down, man! Why are you being so serious? You completely ruined the mood..."
Azazel raised both hands in a placating gesture and chuckled awkwardly. He stood up, took a step back, and glanced around before picking up his hat. He placed it on his head for a moment, then removed it again and held it in his hand as he gave a formal bow.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Azazel, the Governor General of the Fallen Angels and the Grigori."
[Azazel is known for being a lustful fallen angel, hehehe… Could it be he fell in love with you and came to confess his love?] 2B's sarcastic laughter suddenly echoed inside his mind.
'That's not funny at all.' Yusuke shuddered in pure disgust at 2B's words.
He glanced at Azazel with a serious expression and asked directly, "Why would someone like you approach me?"
Although Yusuke was strong, very few people actually knew just how powerful he had become. Moreover, in the Underworld, strength did not equal authority or status.
There were plenty of people who possessed power equal to High Class Devils yet remained stuck as Low Class Devils.
Furthermore, Yusuke was a human. That placed him even further away from the political power structure of the Underworld.
It was very strange and highly suspicious that someone like Azazel, the Governor General of the Fallen Angels and the highest authority in their faction, would deliberately seek him out.
"Because I am interested in you, Yusuke Aoki!" Azazel sat down, crossed his legs, and answered with a smile, his eyes shining with interest.
"What?!"
Maybe because of 2B's earlier words, Yusuke felt his skin crawl in disgust. Without even realizing it, he shot up from the sofa and stared at Azazel as if he had just seen something vile.
"What?!" Azazel was taken aback by Yusuke's reaction. It took him a few seconds to understand, and when he did, his face turned pale before twisting in disgust. He waved his hands frantically. "What's wrong with you?! How could your mind even go in that direction?! That's disgusting! God damn it! I do not swing that way! I am as straight as can be!"
[Pushi! Hahahaha! That's so funny! Both of you are ridiculous!]
2B burst into laughter, her voice echoing loudly in Yusuke's mind.
"Shut it."
Yusuke mumbled inwardly, still feeling disgusted. He sat back down, but this time he chose the opposite side of the room, deliberately putting more distance between them.
"It's your fault for saying something so misleading right after talking about watching porn. You have been giving off the wrong vibe since earlier!"
"..." Azazel didn't know how to respond. He shook his head, clearly not wanting to continue that awkward topic any further. He quickly changed the subject.
"I was curious about the man who seduced Sirzechs' wife and mother, so I decided to meet you."
Azazel leaned back slightly, his eyes sparkling with genuine interest, "As expected, you really are an interesting guy."
"Just say what you want. I don't like playing mind games, especially not with fellow men," Yusuke dismissed his words and picked up a can of beer from the glass table. He opened it, took a sip, and spoke indifferently.
The only reason he was still here talking to this Fallen Angel was that he didn't sense any hostility from him.
Azazel picked up another can of beer, took a long sip, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Pointing at Yusuke with the can, he said, "Soon, the three factions, Heaven, Devils, and Grigori, will gather in this town to discuss a peace treaty."
"This place will become very lively pretty soon. I do not think Sirzechs has told you this, right?"
Azazel bottomed the can and casually tossed it behind him before laughing heartily, "Well, I guess he did not tell his mother or sister either, much less you, the person who stole almost all the women in his family."
Azazel held no enmity or grudge against Sirzechs. On the contrary, he actually admired him quite a bit. People like Sirzechs, who possessed immense strength but used it for the good of his people and the world, were very rare, especially among devils.
Still, Azazel could not stop himself from finding the matter incredibly outrageous and funny at the same time.
The fact that his brother-in-law had seduced both his wife and his mother at the same time was such an absurd matter that it could only happen in Mount Olympus.
Even that old freak pervert Zeus couldn't do something like this.
It would be even funnier if Sirzechs's grandmother somehow got caught up in it, too. That would complete the whole set. Just imagining Sirzechs and Zeoticus calling Yusuke "father," even if it was completely unrealistic, was so freaking hilarious!
"Peace talks?"
Yusuke had seen firsthand how much hatred existed between the three factions. In his mind, Heaven, Devils, and Fallen Angels were constantly at each other's throats.
Frankly, he didn't have the best impression of the Fallen Angels either. His first encounter with the supernatural had been Dohnaseek, who attacked him out of nowhere. After that came Mittelt, and even Raynare and Kalawarna hadn't exactly been good people either.
What made his impression even worse was Kokabiel, a complete lunatic who wanted to start another great war just because he was bored.
To think that the three factions had actually agreed to sit down and discuss peace…
Still, Yusuke had one more question. "Why hold the peace talks in this town?"
"It's Sirzechs who insisted on it, and no one objected either," Azazel shrugged. "This place is quite interesting. There are many… unusual things here. Two sisters of two Maous live here. The Red Dragon Emperor is here as well."
He paused for a moment before adding with a meaningful look, "And there are also anomalies like you in this town."
"Furthermore, this place always seems to attract trouble. Like that guy Kokabiel."
When he mentioned Kokabiel, Azazel's voice grew quieter, and his expression dimmed slightly. Although he was disappointed in what Kokabiel had done, he was still a little sad that his old comrade had died.
As time passed, more and more of the comrades who had fought alongside him were leaving this world.
Perhaps, one day, he too would be among them.
"Why are you telling me this? I don't think the peace talks or whatever have anything to do with me," Yusuke said. He still couldn't see how any of this concerned him.
Maybe they saw him as some kind of threat to the negotiations?
"The peace talks themselves don't involve you," Azazel replied calmly. "But Rias Gremory and Sona Sitri will be part of it, as far as I know."
After watching Yusuke for a while, he had already formed a rough understanding of his personality.
He didn't like trouble. That much was clear, which only made it stranger.
Why would someone like that go around seducing women left and right? Was he some kind of walking magnet for them?
"Even though we, the leaders, want peace, not everyone shares that goal," Azazel continued, his tone turning a little more bitter. "Years of war and sacrifice have built up resentment between the races. Many have lost people they cared about to the others. You can't expect them to accept peace just like that."
"We're expecting that during the talks, some of those who oppose it will try to sabotage everything."
...
"Kyaaaahhhh!"
"Ahhhhh!"
"Kill me! Please kill me!"
"Please!!! Please... please..."
Blood-curdling cries of pain and despair bounced off the walls. Fresh blood splattered across the ground as the once beautiful brown-skinned woman was reduced to a fleshy, scarred mess from head to toe. Her skin had been peeled off in large strips, leaving her entire body dyed a deep red with blood.
Tears and snot ran down her disfigured face while a puddle of yellow liquid spread between her trembling legs.
She struggled to crawl across the ground, her trembling hands stretching out until they finally grasped one of the legs of the three women standing before her. She looked up at them with a ruined, ugly face, her eyes filled with utter despair and pleading. "Forgive me... I was wrong... I am a sinner... Please kill me... kill me, please... I can't take it anymore!"
Everything had changed so quickly. One moment, she had been at the peak of her strength after using Ophis's power. The next, before she even had the chance to use it, she was struck by a sneak attack and knocked unconscious without even recognizing the culprit.
When she regained her senses, she found herself in a dark, filthy room, where these three humans she had once looked down upon began torturing her while spouting nonsense about showing her the greatness of their Lord and Savior.
At first, she resisted defiantly. With her pride as the true Leviathan Satan, how could she ever beg lowly humans to spare her? But after enduring hours of torture, all her fortitude collapsed.
They used every method she could imagine. What was even more frightening was how those three girls spoke to each other so casually, exchanging tips as if they were learning something new while experimenting on her!
Thick iron needles had been driven under her fingernails and toenails, then slowly twisted and heated until the nails cracked and split. Several of her fingers and toes had already been crushed by heavy metal vices, the bones reduced to powder.
A thick metal rod, glowing red from the fire, had been repeatedly inserted into her most sensitive places, searing her from the inside out. At the same time, jagged hooks attached to chains pulled at the torn edges of her flesh, stretching and ripping it further with every convulsion of her body.
They didn't spare her face either. After disfiguring it completely, they rubbed her wounds with salt and vinegar, sending unbearable stinging pain through her body, forcing her to scream until her voice turned hoarse.
Even so, that was something she could still endure.
What truly broke her mental fortitude was what the seemingly innocent blonde nun did.
"How pitiful. It must have been painful, right, Katerea-san? Don't worry, soon, very soon, this pain will go away," Asia knelt down in front of her, her expression filled with pity and compassion. A soft green light gathered in her hands as she brought them toward Katerea.
"Noo! Noo! Please! Don't, don't! I don't want to! I can't take it anymore!" Katerea screamed in horror as, right before her eyes, all her wounds began to close under Asia's Twilight Healing. Under normal circumstances, she would have welcomed this, but not now. Because the moment she was healed, they would begin again, starting a new round of torture, trying even more methods.
The other two girls were insane, but this nun was the most terrifying of them all. She was the one who had been suggesting all those strange and disturbing ideas from the very beginning!
"There, there, don't cry. Don't cry. I know you regretted your actions and are willing to turn a new page." Asia's smile remained kind and forgiving as she caressed Katerea's face with her gentle voice, "Did you memorize what we taught you?"
"Yes! I did! I did!" Katerea flinched at the touch, but nodded her head frantically. "I remembered everything!"
"Now, recite it." Asia retracted her hand, stood up, clapped her hands happily, and tilted her head cutely.
Xenovia and Irina tilted their heads cutely at the same time. The church trio spoke together in a sweet voice, "If you fail this time again, you'll get punished-!"
"...Yes!" Tears streamed down Katerea's face as she forced a truly ugly smile and nodded her head.
....
Smoke still rose from several areas as people hurried in every direction, trying to put out the fires and rescue the injured. Above the densely populated city, several figures flew through the air, rushing to report to the woman hovering high above.
"...Those crazy bastards, damn it!" Serafall clenched her fists, gritting her teeth as she stared at the destruction left behind by the Khaos Brigade terrorists. The members of the Old Satan Faction had always been extreme. They disregarded innocent lives without hesitation, all for the sake of spreading chaos and fear, and causing trouble for the new Satans and the current government.
When Serafall arrived, she was met with scenes of destruction everywhere. The culprits had split into different groups and scattered among the population, hiding while causing as much damage as possible. She had to track them down alongside her subordinates, and by the time she captured them, they had already caused significant damage.
At the same time, something about this felt off. The Old Satan Faction had been quiet for a long while now. She hadn't expected them to suddenly make a move like this.
What confused her the most was their goal. If they only wanted to cause destruction, why choose the Sitri territory specifically? Was it because they hated her? But when it came to hatred, Sirzechs should have been their primary target. He had been the ace of the Anti-Satan faction and the one who had dealt them the greatest blows.
It almost felt as if they were trying to distract her from something.
She had already contacted Sona and the others in the Human World, and even reached out to other Satans to confirm if anything unusual had happened. Everything seemed normal.
"Really strange... how suspicious."
"Anyway, since I'm already here, I should go visit Ajuka." Serafall tried to piece things together, but no clear answer came to mind. In the end, she pushed the thought aside. A wide, perverted grin spread across her face, making the subordinates below her shudder as she rubbed her hands together excitedly. "I wonder if he made the thing I asked him."
....
"I am just a man, can't I just enjoy my non adult life?!"
After chatting with Azazel, Yusuke didn't stay any longer. He had completely lost the mood to relax and play games. What Azazel told him had left him irritated.
Why would they choose this place for something so important?!
"I don't want to get involved in any annoying politics, but it looks like I'll get dragged into it anyway," Yusuke shook his head, feeling frustrated. He just wanted to live peacefully with his yandere women. Was that really too much to ask?
[That's because you are weak. If you were strong enough, you wouldn't have to give a single fuck about any of this. If something bothers you, you could just slap it out of existence.] 2B said casually.
" I agree," Yusuke let out a heavy sigh.
He didn't like using his strength too much, but what B2 said wasn't wrong. Even if he stayed out of the conflict between the three factions, even if no one targeted him directly, there were still countless lunatics out there. Terrorists, chaos seekers, people like the ones Azazel mentioned or Azazel himself, all of them capable of ruining his idea of a peaceful life.
People who wanted to destroy the world and rebuild it just so they could rule it.
Do these idiots think they are characters from some Cold War era movies?
Yusuke rubbed his face and forced himself to stop thinking about all of that. What he wanted right now was to return to his women and soothe his heart, so he immediately used Observation Haki to check on them.
During his fight with Sirzechs, he had spent a portion of his skill points to raise Observation Haki and Fire Dragon Slayer Magic to Lv10, the maximum level a skill could reach.
At this point, both were at their peak. When he upgraded Observation Haki, its range expanded to a ridiculous extent. Right now, he could cover not only all of Japan with his Haki, but most of Asia as well, though he didn't constantly push it to that limit since it would drain him unnecessarily.
The most significant change, however, was the ability he had unlocked, future sight. By focusing intensely, he could peer two seconds into the future, although it came with a ten-second cooldown.
The first thing he sensed was that all the women, except Serafall, were in Kuoh Town. Most of them were at his place. Others, like Xenovia, Irina, and Asia, seemed to be in an underground area in the house next to his. He could vaguely tell what they were doing, and it seemed they were with someone else whose aura was extremely weak and fluctuating constantly.
Yusuke decided to ignore it for now.
Observation Haki wasn't some omniscient ability that allowed him to see everything clearly. At best, he could perceive the auras and faint outlines of people, but even that was incredibly practical.
On the other hand, he sensed Isabella's aura. She was outside, and it seemed like she was riding a bike.
"Let's go see her,"
Yusuke thought for a moment before flying toward her. He hadn't spent much time alone with Isabella at all. This felt like a good opportunity to get to know her better and enjoy some time together.
A night date sounded like a good idea.
-x-X-x-
After dealing with the heretics who dared to target her Yusuke-sama, and handing that delusional tanned old hag over to the church trio, Isabella didn't stay long at Yusuke's place once she realized he wasn't there. She headed to the garage, took out her beloved bike, changed into her riding outfit, and decided to go for a ride to blow off some steam.
Like the other new yanderes, Isabella too was getting increasingly frustrated at not having any opportunity to spend time alone with Yusuke.
Last night, before they returned from the vacation, Venelana and Rias had managed to spend the entire night with him. They fucked so loudly and so hard that Isabella could hear them clearly from her own room.
They went at it for over fifteen hours straight. In fact, they had been fucking for so long that they had to delay the return trip by several hours.
Even before becoming a reincarnated Devil, Isabella had always loved bikes and riding. Back when she was human, during her college days, she had been the leader of a bike gang.
Those were some of her most exciting times. They rode across the country, clashed with rival gangs, and spent long nights drinking out in the open.
Unfortunately, that life came to a sudden end after an accident that left her with a severe spinal injury, taking away her ability to walk. Everything changed later when Riser offered her a place in his peerage in exchange for healing her.
Vroom!
The loud roar of the bike startled people on the road as it sped past, leaving faint red trails behind. Isabella wore a black helmet that completely hid her face, along with a tight black rider suit that stuck to her curvaceous body, making her look even more dangerous and alluring than usual.
Kuoh Town's roads weren't wide enough for bikes like Isabela's to move freely, especially at the speed she rode, something clearly not allowed in any residential area. She weaved through the streets with precise control, slipping past vehicles and at times brushing dangerously close to bystanders, startling many and drawing loud honks from other drivers.
Isabela paid no attention to any of it. Even when traffic police attempted to chase her, she shook them off without the slightest difficulty.
When she entered the highway, she accelerated even further, the strong wind crashing against her body. The sensation felt extremely refreshing. The highway was relatively empty this late at night, giving her the freedom to push her speed to the limit. After riding for a long while, Isabela stopped her bike and leaned against the guardrails.
She took off her helmet and shook her head lightly, her short hair swaying in the air. She wasn't wearing her mask this time, which revealed her face completely.
She casually tossed the helmet, and it landed perfectly over the back of the bike. Lifting her head, she stared at the night sky above.
"How wonderful it would be if Yusuke-sama were here with me now." The sky was clear tonight, stars scattered across it in a beautiful display, but she could only enjoy it alone.
"Hehehe, onee-chan, you seem lonely. Do you want to have some fun with me?"
Suddenly, a nasty and arrogant voice, followed by laughter, disturbed Isabella's peaceful moment. The voice made her expression change and her body shiver. She turned around immediately to face the owner of the voice.
Thud!
With a loud sound, the owner of the voice found himself slammed onto the ground as Isabela immediately straddled his waist and hugged him tightly.
"Yusuke-sama!"
"How did you know it was me? I am pretty sure I changed my voice completely," Yusuke asked with a smile, hugging Isabela back.
He had wanted to play a prank on her, but it clearly didn't work.
"I don't need to hear your voice or smell your scent," Isabella whispered softly, pressing the side of her face against his chest. She closed her eyes, listening to his heartbeat. "As long as you are close, my heart can sense you."
[Eww! How corny!] 2B spat in disgust inside his head.
Yusuke fell silent for a moment. He did not doubt Isabella's words. A yandere's senses were something that could never be judged by common sense. He stood up while still holding her tightly in his arms. Without saying anything, he lowered his head and took her lips into a deep kiss.
In moments like this, words were meaningless. Only actions mattered. Isabella's eyes widened before she closed them and kissed him back passionately.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The two kissed each other passionately on the side of the highway. The headlights from passing cars illuminated the side of their profiles. They ignored everything around them, completely immersed in each other. Their tongues tangled inside Isabella's mouth, pressing and wrestling against each other in a deep, passionate kiss.
Thick strands of saliva dripped from the corners of their joined mouths, running down their chins and connecting them in shiny, obscene strings every time they briefly pulled apart for air before diving back in.
The kiss was wet and sloppy. Isabella moaned softly into his mouth, her tongue desperately sucking on his as she pressed her voluptuous body even tighter against him. Her hands roamed over his body while her hips moved instinctively, grinding her pelvis against the growing bulge in his pants, desperately trying to soothe the burning ache between her thighs.
"Haahn! Haahn-!"
When their lips finally parted, Isabella was breathing heavily. A deep red blush painted her face, her chest heaved, and saliva still dripped from her open mouth down onto her cleavage. She stared at Yusuke with an expression filled with pure lust and obsession.
"Want to go for a ride? Just the two of us," Yusuke said softly as he caressed her face, holding her cheek and slipping his thumb inside her mouth.
"Hmm! Yesh!" Isabella nodded her head dumbly. Her brain was still not fully recovered from the intense stimulation of the kiss. Fortunately, she was wearing leather pants. Otherwise, the amount of love juice she was secreting right now from the multiple orgasms she had experienced just from the kiss would have completely ruined any other pants.
Yusuke laughed lightly and gave her another soft kiss on her lips. She was really cute when she acted like this. Yanderes really were so cute.
If either Yusuke from the first timeline or Katerea, who was still receiving her 'teaching, had heard him, they would have spat on his face and given him the middle finger.
Isabela, her legs still slightly shaky, led him to the bike and climbed on. Yusuke sat behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. The moment his arms tightened around her, her thoughts began to drift again. The sensation of him holding her so firmly, clinging to her as she started the bike, made the former delinquent biker silently grateful that she had ever picked up this hobby.
Yusuke knew how to ride bikes from his past life, though it wasn't something he liked to remember. Back in college, he dated a girl who was a biker and bought a used bike with all his savings so the two of them could hang out.
Those were good times, even if they didn't last long. She dumped him after 23 days, 6 hours, and 41 minutes. The reason he could recall it with such exact detail was simple. He kept a spreadsheet where he recorded all his relationships.
He could've shown off in front of Isabela and taken the bike himself, but that only worked when she was the prize. In their situation, Yusuke was the prize, so he gave her the chance to show off her skills. Not to mention, she was far more skilled than him anyway.
Vroom! Vroom!
As she tried to keep her mind steady and ignore the temptation behind her, Isabela gradually regained her composure as she accelerated. She didn't wear her helmet, letting the strong wind crash against her face to clear her thoughts, but even then, she couldn't stop herself from occasionally lowering her gaze to glance at the hands wrapped around her waist. Each time she did, her lips curled up on their own.
The feeling of being held so closely by Yusuke was incredibly sweet and intoxicating. It sent butterflies fluttering wildly in her lower belly, making her heart race and her thighs press together unconsciously.
She twisted the throttle harder, pushing the bike even faster as she slipped between a heavy truck and an SUV like the wind.
"This is nice." Suddenly, Isabella's expression stiffened as she felt him lean in closer from behind. His chin rested gently on her shoulder, and his warm breath brushed against her ear, mixing with the rushing wind and the roar of the motorcycle. Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly tightened her grip on the handlebars, trying to steady herself and keep the bike under control.
"Don't you think so, Isabella?"
Before she could fully calm down, she felt his hands move. One slid a few inches lower, while the other moved slightly higher. His fingers began tracing slow, teasing circles on her lower abdomen, barely brushing above the waistband of her tight leather pants and lingering dangerously close to her pussy.
Isabella's breath stopped, her thighs instinctively pressing together as a wave of heat flooded between her legs.
Isabella felt as if something had exploded inside her mind, and her vision flashed pure white before snapping back into focus. Her hands trembled on the handlebars, but with sheer force of will, she kept them steady.
If she crashed or lost control now, this precious ride would end in failure, and she would lose this rare opportunity to be so close to Yusuke.
She bit down hard on her lower lip, fighting against the overwhelming heat surging through her body, determined not to let the bike waver even an inch.
Yusuke chuckled softly at her reaction, clearly enjoying it.
His hand continued to move lower, slowly and teasingly. Instead of going straight to her pussy, he slid his palm over her toned thighs, gently caressing the smooth, leather-covered skin. He could feel her constant trembling beneath his touch, and with his sharp hearing, he caught every bit of her rough breathing.
His other hand moved upward, cupping her left breast lightly. He gave it a firm squeeze.
"Ahn-!" The moment he did, Isabella's entire body jolted hard. The motorcycle swerved dangerously for a split second, nearly losing balance.
She was currently riding at over 310km/h. If she lost control at this speed, the crash would be absolutely devastating.
"Y-Yusuke-sama..." Isabella whimpered helplessly.
His hands grew bolder. One squeezed and cupped her heavy breast, pinching her hard nipple through the tight leather jacket, while the other slowly slid between her thighs. Two of his fingers began rubbing firmly over her pussy, pressing the leather against her soaked folds.
Isabella's eyes started to lose focus. Her heart felt like it was about to burst from the overwhelming sensation.
The dangerous thrill of speeding at over 310km/h while nearly losing control of the bike, combined with Yusuke's teasing touches, was driving her insane. Her body shivered violently as she began experiencing multiple mini-orgasms in rapid succession, each one making her thighs clench and her pussy gush with more love juice.
Even so, Isabella did her best to keep the bike steady, although she gradually lowered the speed to 280km/h.
However, just when she thought she could endure the stimulation, Yusuke suddenly leaned in and kissed the side of her neck, sucking on her skin before whispering hotly against her ear, "Isabela, you look so sexy right now. I want to fuck you so bad."
At the same time, he pressed his hard, throbbing cock firmly against her ass.
"!!!" Fireworks exploded inside Isabella's mind. Every coherent thought she had been desperately clinging to vanished in an instant. Strength drained from her body like water, and her hands slipped from the handlebars.
The motorcycle immediately lost control. It slid violently across the highway, slammed into the guardrails, and flipped.
Bang! BOOM!
A loud, heavy crash rang out as the bike smashed against the metal barrier, then exploded into a roaring fireball moments later.
Both of them died.
The End.
-x-X-x-
Fire and smoke rose along the highway, a thick trail drifting into the night, but not a single car stopped to check on the accident.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
On the other side, Yusuke and Isabela were thrown far from the bike by the explosion.
Yusuke held her tightly, letting his body roll with the impact until they finally came to a stop on the rough ground beyond the highway, scattered with rocks and weeds. When he lowered his head, he saw Isabela in his arms, trembling violently, her eyes half-rolled back, her tongue slightly peeking past her lips, her chest rising and falling rapidly while her thighs clenched tightly together.
'Did she just cum from that?!' Yusuke wondered aloud. Even though the situation had been exciting, he hadn't expected Isabela to climax that hard.
He stood up and glanced around.
Far in the distance, the fire was still burning on the road. Yusuke activated his Telekinesis, lifting the bike and tossing it off the highway, then used magic to extinguish the flames and clear the area. It was one thing to have fun, but there was no reason to block traffic or risk causing accidents for others.
"Hmm-!"
Just then, Isabela's soft, sensual moans pulled his attention. When he glanced down, she was already staring back at him with hazy eyes and a wide, blissful smile.
The physical states of both of them far surpassed those of ordinary humans. A mere crash wasn't even enough to scratch their skin. However, their clothes hadn't been as fortunate, especially Isabela, who was wearing a tight, full-body biker suit that had taken noticeable damage.
"Was it fun?" Yusuke set her down on her feet, but she kept clinging to him, leaning against his chest. He placed a hand on her head, gently caressing her short hair as he asked with a knowing smile.
"Yeah... doing anything with you is fun. Even if it's just standing still and staring at nothing," Isabela whispered in a husky, low voice, her cheeks still flushed red as she pressed her face against his neck and gave it a light lick.
[She is trying so hard, it sounds so fake!] As usual, 2B had to make some kind of comment to ruin the mood.
"Me too," Yusuke said softly as he kissed her forehead. He caressed her face, rubbing his thumb over her cheek to wipe away the soot, and added, "We made such a huge mess. You are all dirty."
"Come, let me help you change."
Without waiting for her response, he conjured a bottle of water and a set of clean clothes using his skill 'Creation'.
Using Creation was quite inconvenient if one did not know the atomic configuration of the object they wanted to create. Additionally, the type of energy it consumed was calories instead of Spirit, which greatly limited its applications.
Yusuke had gained many skills recently that he had yet to fully explore, and he had not yet invested much time into Creation.
While helping her clean the soot from her body with water and then changing her out of the torn leather biker suit into a new one, Yusuke heard the sound of rough breathing. As his hands roamed across her now naked body, he sensed her trembling faintly. The black underwear in front of him was already soaked through, and love juice was dripping down her thighs all the way to her calves.
Pa!
Yusuke gave her large, fat ass a light spank and said, "Alright, you are all set."
"Hmm-! Thank you, Yusuke-sama," Isabella let out a muffled moan. She wiggled her body shamefully in front of him, pressing her thighs together and squeezing her breasts with her arms.
"It seems the bike is gone, heh," Yusuke said, deliberately ignoring her horny expression.
"Sorry." Isabella snapped back to her senses and stared at her destroyed beloved bike. She had really loved this motorcycle. She had even built it piece by piece with her own hands.
But now, looking at the pile of burned scrap, she felt no sadness at all. On the contrary, she was very grateful to it. This bike had given her the chance to experience such a wonderful memory with Yusuke!
'Rest in peace, bike-chan.!'
"I am the one who teased you earlier. It is my fault," Yusuke said as he ruffled her hair gently. "Let us build a better bike together."
"Build it together? Hmm! I want to! I want to!" Isabella's eyes brightened as she clasped her hands together.
The words 'build it together... together... be together... be together forever... began running through her mind.
She imagined the two of them buying the parts together, assembling them piece by piece, and pouring all their love into their beloved bike as if it were their own daughter. Once it was finished, they would go on long rides alone, make out in the wild, drink strong liquor until they were drunk, and fuck like animals in the wilderness.
After fucking without any protection like animals, she would get pregnant and marry him under the watchful eyes of all the other women. There, he would confess his undying love for her, and they would make their vows to be together forever.
Puff!
"Hehehe..." Isabella's face turned as red as a tomato. Steam gushed out from her head as she began mumbling incomprehensible words.
"...What is her deal?" Yusuke blinked in confusion. He had only suggested building a bike together as a way to spend some time with her. To think that Isabella's yandere mind had already twisted the simple idea into something completely different.
Seeing the blue and red lights coming from afar, Yusuke didn't want to linger around anymore. He held Isabela and teleported back to Kuoh Town.
"Say ahh~!"
Even though it was late at night, the streets were still lively with people. Neon lights glowed brightly, mixed with the noise of conversations and bustling shops. In a small night stall, Isabella held a piece of tender meat with chopsticks in front of Yusuke's mouth.
Yusuke ignored the glaring gazes drilling into the back of his head and opened his mouth to eat. After chewing a few times and swallowing, he said, "It is delicious indeed."
"Really?" Isabella smiled brightly and picked up another piece. "Then have more."
"Yeah, it is delicious because you are the one feeding me," Yusuke chuckled as he ate the meat she offered.
[How corny.]
"How corny."
2B and the other customers sitting nearby all said the same thing at the same time.
These two are flirting so openly in public; do they have no consideration for poor single people like them? Forcing everyone to eat dog food.
"Hehehe~! Yusuke, you are so sweet!"
But neither Yusuke nor Isabella, who was making a lovestruck expression, paid any attention to the complaints around them.
After returning to Kuoh Town, Isabella's stomach began to protest with loud noises. The two of them ended up at a night stall to eat.
"Say ahh," Yusuke picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and fed her.
"Hmm-!" As soon as the meat entered her mouth, Isabella's eyes closed, and her face showed a look of pure bliss, as if she were eating the most delicious food in the world. She hugged herself and shook slightly before letting out a soft, sensual moan.
"Is this food really that good?"
Her expression made the other customers wonder if the food was truly heavenly enough to elicit such a reaction.
Even the cook began to doubt himself. Was he really that skilled? Had he finally received the blessing of the gods? Was his pathetic life finally about to turn around?
Should he try to find some investors and open a five-star restaurant? He would become filthy rich, divorce his bloated wife, date a young, beautiful lady, and have a few mistresses. He would tour the world and be welcomed by all the famous hotels and restaurants. His life was finally going to change for the better!
On second thought, he should not wait until he becomes rich to divorce his wife. It would be better to find a lawyer tomorrow and start the process. If he waited any longer, his wife would take half his wealth once he became rich!
The middle-aged man's thoughts began to wander wildly. He forgot to flip the skewers until the smoke and smell of burned meat reached his nose. One of the customers reminded him, "Old man! It's burning!"
"Damn it!"
"Is it good?" Yusuke doesn't care of the inner drama he had inadvertently caused in the cook's head. He gently wiped the drool slipping from the corner of Isabella's lips and asked softly.
"Hehehe~! Being fed by you is such a heavenly experience. I'll seal it forever in my mind!" Isabella giggled stupidly. The same drunk, blissful expression still lingered on her face as she replied with a hazy voice.
"..." The customers had the urge to stand up and leave, but the scene before them was too novel for them to simply stop watching.
"What am I supposed to do with you, saying something so sweet like this?" Yusuke laughed lightly.
"I know, I know," Isabella suddenly smiled mischievously and said, "Kiss me." She pressed her face closer, puckering her lips toward him.
This time, even the passersby stopped to watch the scene before them. It was rare to see such a bold display of affection in Japan. Did this foreign-looking girl not know any decency? Actually asking her boyfriend to kiss her in public!
How envious! Cough! I mean... How shameless! How lewd!
Yusuke leaned closer and pressed his lips against hers. As he did so, Isabella wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back hungrily. The taste of meat still lingered in their mouths as their tongues intertwined.
"Such an intense kiss... They... they are doing a French kiss... A real French kiss, just like in the movies!" A tired salary woman who had just finished another long night at the office stood frozen on the sidewalk. She covered her mouth with her palm and whispered softly under her breath, "I want to try that too..."
When Yusuke and Isabella finally pulled apart, a thick string of saliva stretched between their lips before slowly breaking. Yusuke glanced around and noticed the crowd had grown even larger. People were openly staring at them with shocked and envious expressions.
He turned his attention back to Isabella. Her face was flushed deep red, her breathing had become heavy and uneven, and her eyes looked hazy with desire. She was making an expression that clearly begged him to fuck her brains out.
"Let's go." Yusuke held her hand, paid the owner, and left the stall under the jealous and envious gazes of the crowd, who silently made way for them.
The men stared at Isabella with clear envy, wishing they could have such a beautiful, foreign-looking woman by their side. The women, on the other hand, could not take their eyes off Yusuke. Their gazes traced his muscular arms, broad shoulders, and strong build.
The intense kiss they had just witnessed had flipped a switch inside many of them. They found themselves secretly wondering how it would feel to be pressed down by that powerful body, tossed around in all kinds of impossible positions, and fucked until they passed out from pleasure.
"It tastes normal. How strange!" The only one who wasn't paying attention to the duo was the stall owner. He had just tasted his own food and found that it still tasted exactly the same as always. He froze in place as if lightning had struck him. His expression became bleak. He lifted his head to the sky and roared, scaring the customers around him.
"My dreams! Damn it!"