Mira stared at the woman whose eyes often held a deep sorrow, utterly stunned. Her first instinct was to deny what was happening—her current situation was simply too shocking!
Here she was, spreading her legs, cleaning her pussy!
And besides, how could the dead possibly come back to life?!
"Mira... you..." Queen Sakura, also known as Sakura Aludia Vespaland, was equally taken aback. Although she knew Ryuji had resurrected her, seeing both Ryuji and Mira in bathrobes she immediately understood what had transpired between them.
Another thought struck her, that is... her resurrection had likely been bought with her daughter's own body!
"Mira..." Queen Sakura's eyes filled with grief as she looked at her daughter, feeling utterly helpless.
Yet, she walked over and embraced Mira, who was frantically wiping her hands with the bedsheet.
As the woman approached, Mira initially wanted to struggle. Her mother had already been buried... how could she be alive? This woman had to be an imposter.
But when Queen Sakura came to her side, Mira was stunned. This woman smelled exactly like her mother; even her presence felt identical!
Instinctively, she clung to the woman with tears streaming down her face.
"Mom... No, that's not right..."
Mira looked at Ryuji through her tears, unable to stop herself from biting her lip.
"What on earth is going on?!"
Ryuji let out a light chuckle, meeting Queen Sakura's gaze as he spoke.
"Well, I have a special ability that can completely resurrect the dead. But it has its limitations. I can't make the resurrected person live forever; it only lasts for a period of time. Queen Sakura's life... probably has about an hour left. After that, she'll fade away."
Ryuji spread his hands.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself. We can talk again in an hour."
He didn't believe Queen Sakura was unaware of her brother's ambitions, so he had no intention of wasting her precious time. It was better for her to tell Mira the whole truth herself.
Having her mother explain things would be more effective.
As for fully resurrecting Queen Sakura permanently? That was absolutely out of the question.
The will of this world had made its intentions quite clear: it intended to gift him a queen, even a kingship.
To be honest, Ryuji didn't find this compensation inadequate. It was, after all, a sovereign country. With that royal status, combined with his abilities and resources, he could effortlessly achieve countless things and legally establish a harem.
He just needed to ensure that his child with Mira inherited the throne.
And judging by Sonoko's situation, as long as there was some industry in the Vespania region, it would attract massive investment. He could also use technology from other worlds for business ventures here.
He could easily establish a massive base and kingdom here.
So, occasionally resurrecting Queen Sakura wasn't a problem. But allowing her to live permanently? Impossible.
Seeing that Mira still wanted to say more, Ryuji cut in directly.
"Because the resurrection uses my own lifespan, do you understand?"
Mira nodded, half-convinced and half-doubting. She still harbored suspicions about this "Queen Sakura's" identity, but the woman's familiar presence and the intimate, citrus-like feeling she evoked made Mira want to believe.
Ryuji's also left for this reason, to allow the two some privacy to discuss matters only they would know.
Leaving the room, Ryuji started preparing a meal. He then headed back down to the basement to deliver food to the three women held there.
But the moment he opened the door, a gust of wind greeted him. A puff of smoke and a sharp stiletto came straight at him!
With a light laugh, Ryuji casually sidestepped, effortlessly evading the attack and casually stretched out his hand to grab the wrist of the person who attacked him.
The attacker was none other than Miyano Shiho, the scientist from the Conan world whom Ryuji had captured.
Shiho felt as if her wrist was clamped in iron pliers and she couldn't move at all. Instinctively, she tried to kick Ryuji, but he gave a slight tug, throwing her off balance and pulling her into his arms. The sharp object in her hand vanished.
Looking at the now-neutralized Shiho, Ryuji turned his gaze to Fujiko, who seemed completely uninterested, and Akemi, who had raised a stool to attack him but had frozen mid-action. His expression turned cold.
"It seems I've been too lenient with you all. So, tell me: would you prefer I strip you naked and chain you up? Or should I resort to torture, lacing your food with aphrodisiacs until you're burning with desire? Or perhaps I should simply withhold all food and let you spend the next seven days down here?"
Ryuji's voice sent a chill down Miyano Shiho's spine. In her heart, she knew he was entirely capable of following through.
But then...
"You want to have sex with me? Just say it sooner."
Fujiko, lying sideways on the bed, bluntly took off her panties, revealing her neglected pussy, which had grown some pubic hair in recent days. She displayed the pink petals and the tightly closed bud to Ryuji.
There was no denying Fujiko was a stunner. Just from her appearance, Ryuji could tell how incredibly tight she would be inside!
Ryuji raised an eyebrow. The urge to engage in a "duel" with her right then was strong, but her presenting herself like this now felt like nothing short of a challenge...
A challenge to his authority and to his masculine dignity!
"Have some self-respect, would you? I'm managing prisoners here!"
Ryuji's words earned him an eye-roll from Fujiko.
Ryuji might have locked her up, but between providing Wi-Fi, delicious food, and even buying her the cosmetics she asked for, what difference was there from being a kept woman?
And every time Ryuji looked at her, she could sense his desire to have sex with her, to test her on the battlefield of the bed. In fact, that was likely the main reason he'd imprisoned her.
So, for fucks sake, just do it already!
At first, she could tolerate it. But these past few days, the constant sounds of lovemaking had genuinely stirred her desires!
Coupled with Ryuji's tall, muscular build, his superhuman stamina, and his disregard for money... she was seriously interested, okay?!
But this piece of meat remained just out of reach!
Thus, Fujiko looked at Ryuji with resentment.
"Then can't you satisfy a prisoner's sexual needs?"
As if throwing a tantrum, Fujiko started taking off her clothes again. She refused to believe that Ryuji didn't want to have sex with her!
"Maybe another time. Quite a few girls are about to join my harem recently, so your place in line is a bit further back."
Ryuji planned to have sex with Makoto today. When he saw the girl yesterday, he could clearly tell she was already wet, because of the hero-saving-the-beauty scenario. So, he intended to sleep with her and get intimate after today's training.
Then there were Ran and Princess Mira. A threesome with those two would take a bit more time. That was precisely why he had summoned Mira's mother today... to make Mira feel indebted to him, so she would proactively pull Ran into bed with them.
This was something he, Ryuji, couldn't initiate directly! Ran would resist fiercely. But with Mira involved, it would be incredibly simple!
Because Mira was practically another version of her. Just seeing Mira's face, Ran would agree!
"Scumbag!"
Fujiko cursed angrily and quickly put her clothes back on. She finally saw through Ryuji's plan: he intended to keep her waiting, to make her face and challenge him at her strongest!
When had she ever suffered such humiliation!
"Alright, enough about her. You two are different from her. All I want from her is her body, but you..."
Ryuji looked at Shiho and Akemi, suddenly realizing... he had no use for these two.
He didn't need the shrinking drug, and neither did the people around him, because he had access to conceptual lifespan.
As for Akemi, she was even more useless. Shiho could at least work as a scientist, but Akemi was completely useless, except for her appearance.
And if he let these two sisters go, Ryuji felt it wouldn't be long before they'd be reporting to the Black Organization.
"You are of no use to me, and letting you go would just bring me trouble. Yet you won't even stay here quietly. What exactly do you want?"
Ryuji posed his question. After a moment of thought, Shiho spoke up in a cold voice.
"I will stay here and be your sex slave. But you must promise to let my sister go and send her to a man named Moroboshi Dai."
There wasn't a hint of hesitation in her tone as she said this. But Akemi immediately spoke up from the other side.
"I can become your plaything, Mr. Ryuji! But please let my sister go! Send her to..."
"Shiho! How can you say that?"
Akemi looked at Shiho, unable to stop herself from speaking out.
But Shiho replied coldly.
"With your intelligence, even if you became a sex slave, you wouldn't be obedient. You'd go chasing after something like love, which would anger this man. I, on the other hand, won't. For me, as long as my desire for research is satisfied, anything is acceptable. I don't mind using my body to secure research funding."
Shiho pulled her hand back from Ryuji's grasp. Ryuji might be amiable, but she understood clearly that he wouldn't simply let them go. So, her initial plan had been to take Ryuji hostage to force him to release them. Killing Ryuji had never been an option from the start. Having freed herself from Ryuji's grip, she directly unbuttoned her white lab coat, revealing the tight sweater underneath and the ample breasts it accentuated.
"You two really have a deep sisterly bond."
Ryuji placed the food on the table while muttering the comment.
"But why should I agree to your terms? After sleeping with you, I'd have to protect you, protect your sister, shield you both from the Black Organization. Do you think I'm stupid?"
He was tempted, that was true. But it was obvious Shiho had already considered this. Otherwise, someone as intelligent as her, far more so than Akemi, would never have acted so rashly.
"Yes, that was my goal all along."
Shiho admitted without hiding anything.
"I wanted to provoke you, to make you propose such a demand. So, will you agree? Let go of one person who won't return to the Black Organization, in exchange for a highly skilled, beautiful scientist who will serve you wholeheartedly."
"It sounds like a good deal. But unfortunately, that Moroboshi Dai seems to be some kind of CIA agent. I have no intention of inviting trouble. They'd probably be very interested in me, so I refuse."
At that moment, Akemi also spoke up, taking off her own outerwear to reveal a tight sweater similar to Shiho's, but with a noticeably larger breasts.
Ryuji saw Shiho's eye twitch slightly.
"Then what about me, Mr. Ryuji? I am willing to become your slave, as long as you are willing to let my sister go! She absolutely won't go looking for Moroboshi Dai!"
Akemi's face was full of hope.
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