"President, you're quite clever, so easily dumping that troublemaker on me…"
Deep in the room, Shima Izuki met the tentacle monster President, airing her complaints about Muxiao Xiao.
"You're saying that because I trust you, Miss Izuki. That's why I left Tomie with you. I believe in your capabilities."
Izuki ground her teeth, rubbing her forehead. "Since it's the President's orders, I'll keep an eye on that troublesome woman. But shouldn't you also fulfill your responsibilities?"
"You mean the new member? She's here?"
"She's outside, just finished bathing and changing," Izuki said, grinning widely. "Miss Reina may be a mother, but her charm is undeniable. I'm sure you noticed, President—she's not just beautiful and refined, but intelligent too. It took quite some effort to recruit her."
"Such an exceptional beauty—surely you can't resist her, right, President?"
I do like her, but do you think I'm some lust-driven fiend? And precisely because she's intelligent, Muxiao wanted her to replace Izuki. You, you perverted vixen who's always pushing me toward debauchery, go play with Tomie.
"Ahem, of course. As the President of the Himegami Society, I'll fulfill my duties," Muxiao said, not arguing, nodding in agreement. "I'll go to her now."
"I've lit the incense. All you need to do is enjoy that beautiful woman, President. You've done the ritual once, so it shouldn't be unfamiliar. But just in case," Izuki bowed, "please wait behind the curtain. It wouldn't be good if our new member faints from fright."
"…"
Reina sat in the quiet, enclosed room, waiting. She forced herself to suppress the restlessness in her chest, trying to stay calm despite her unease.
The strange fragrance made her body grow hotter. Reina wasn't naive—she recognized the hollow, yearning sensation spreading through her. She'd been drugged.
The incense?
The Himegami Society was a small organization with few members, mostly gullible women easily swayed. Reina was different, but the outcome was the same. Even realizing she'd been dosed with an aphrodisiac, she remained seated on the cushion, neither fighting nor fleeing.
Is this the rationality of an adult?
Click—
After about ten minutes, the wooden sliding door opened, revealing a curtain. Something sat behind it, but she couldn't make it out.
The President Izuki mentioned?
"Phew…"
"I'm…" Her voice faltered, her body trembling under the aphrodisiac's fire. She braced herself against the tatami floor, her crimson hair spilling onto it, the frail young mother panting heavily.
Her forward-leaning pose gave Muxiao, hidden behind the curtain, a clear view of her smooth, fair skin.
Reina couldn't focus on herself. Despite clenching her teeth, soft moans escaped her throat.
Her body burned hotter, the empty, craving sensation overwhelming her senses, driving her wild. Her legs, protruding from the bathrobe, tangled together, her slender, soft thighs flushed, radiating endless allure.
Muxiao was almost mesmerized.
"This is…" He finally understood why Izuki left so confidently, not lingering at the door. She trusted Reina's charm, believing Muxiao couldn't resist her seductive allure.
With the red-haired woman's enchanting posture and faint sickly beauty, she could indeed drive men wild.
"But does she underestimate me?" Muxiao scoffed. "If I were so easily swayed, I'd have become one of those zombie tentacles back at school."
Would I even be here now?
Muxiao hadn't forgotten his goal. I'm here to recruit talent, not mess around. Seeing the woman writhing on the floor, struggling to hold on, he knew the scene was getting too intense. This incense is potent—too bad it doesn't affect me. His tentacles reached out from behind the curtain, binding the alluring beauty on the cushion.
"Hm?"
What… what is this?
Reina was in a strange state. Her body surged under the incense's effect, yet her mind remained clear, creating a bizarre contrast. Then she noticed two strange tendrils wrapping around her, binding her tightly.
It startled her. What are these things?
As the tentacles restrained her, every cell seemed to rejoice. Reina bit down hard, watching the tendrils sate her burning desire, nearly fainting.
But… it feels so good. I can't control my body.
Ugh—
"Wait, no…"
The young mother let out a weak cry. Reina was torn—she didn't want to lose her purity so easily, especially to strange tentacles, but her body's intense craving begged for release.
In her conflict, she closed her eyes. No matter how torn she was, she couldn't control the situation. The choice wasn't hers.
Fortunately, the tentacles didn't go too far, allowing her to breathe a small sigh of relief.
She zoned out…
Minutes later.
Panting, drenched in sweat, Reina stared dazedly as the tentacles retreated behind the curtain.
It's been so long…
Years since she'd felt this kind of release. Though nothing truly happened, this intense relief was something she hadn't experienced in ages.
Her illness had long suppressed such desires.
Without this strange organization and that incense, she wouldn't have gone through this. The Himegami Society is definitely weird!
"If I'm not mistaken, that wasn't the ritual," Reina said, catching Izuki's hints. Adjusting her bathrobe over her alluring figure, her expression was complex. "You didn't… do it with me."
"You wanted to? Are you a pervert?" Muxiao teased.
That voice—so young, so tender. But what were those tentacles? Reina stared at the curtain, trying to see through it, but it was too blurry.
"I just don't want to give that woman an excuse to harm my daughters."
"What a good mother," Muxiao sighed. "That wasn't the ritual, indeed. I'll keep it from Izuki, so don't worry."
"You… who are you?"
"I'm the President of the Himegami Society, of course."
Muxiao chuckled lightly.
Reina's emotions swirled, a sudden urge rising to see his true face. Acting on it, the frail young mother slowly stood, lunging toward the curtain.
"Hey! You—"