My body feels so hot…
My head's dizzy, my mind foggy and muddled. My body… it hurts, it's so uncomfortable. What's wrong with me?
Haruka Haruno's reason hadn't completely vanished; she could still vaguely sense her surroundings. She'd come to the karaoke bar today after reluctantly agreeing to a classmate's invite.
But midway through, she'd grown drowsy, and now… she didn't know what was happening. Half-conscious, the strangeness in her body grew clearer, more insistent.
Heat, burning.
An odd itch prickled her skin, tingling and indescribable, surging from her core and spreading through her limbs, her whole body. The emptiness hit like a wave, threatening to swallow her consciousness.
Irresistible.
A surging tide of desire burned through her. Instinct drove the black-haired girl to grit her teeth, her hands unconsciously roaming her body.
Craving… my body craves…
Did I drink something weird? Was I drugged? A sliver of awareness let Haruno guess what was happening, but she couldn't stop it.
She didn't even realize how soaked she was below, oblivious to the flood. Or perhaps she knew, but couldn't fight it—instead, under this powerful lust, she wanted more.
Am I about to be toyed with by these guys? She faintly heard their laughter. Haruno couldn't even muster despair; the drug flushed her face, her ears and neck pink, radiating seductive allure.
Her reason was on the verge of shattering…
Just then, a sudden cool breeze seemed to blow from somewhere, snapping her back slightly. There was new noise around her—chaotic sounds.
Curses, wails, mixed together indistinguishably in her hazy mind.
"Who… are you?"
Struggling to open her eyes, her blurred gaze made out that the delinquents around her were gone, replaced by a mysterious hooded man.
His face was obscured, but from the conversation, his voice was young, around her age.
Who… is he?
"The world has changed, no longer what we once knew. Revolution is at hand," the hooded boy said, looming over her from the sofa's edge, his voice steady. "What you've endured is but a glimpse of this sinful world's cruelty—tragedy, despair, shattered families, ruined lives. Countless suffer more than you."
"And now, it is time for us to return—"
His cloak billowed without wind!
"The true face of the world, its hidden truths and secrets… If you seek to know, I offer you this chance."
"Girl, offer your faith, and you shall be reborn from this abyss of sin!"
With his lines delivered, Muxiao felt a rush of satisfaction. I get why Shadow-sama does this—feels amazing. Spouting nonsense even he didn't fully grasp, watching the girl's shocked face.
Pure bliss.
What's he saying? Haruno was stunned, but not from awe—her mind was too fogged by the drug's torment to process. But vaguely, she understood one thing.
This mysterious, strange… person saved me.
She wanted to thank him, but her words came out as soft, sultry moans. Struggling, she moved her hand from her chest toward Muxiao.
"P-Please… help me… It hurts…"
Her voice broke, pleading. "My body… feels so weird, so itchy… I want…"
Muxiao slowly raised his sleeve, the tentacle within making the fabric flutter like windblown. "Offer your faith, and be reborn!"
Faith? What does that mean?
Haruno could barely think, her body scorching, melting under the onslaught of desire. She responded on instinct.
"I-I'll do it… Anything… Please help me… mmph—"
At her consent, Muxiao smirked, as if performing a dark ritual, extending his tentacle. The moment Haruno touched it, she grabbed his sleeve, clutching like a lifeline—or dry tinder to a flame. Her body ignited with terrifying force, lunging into his arms like an octopus.
Muxiao: "???"
What's this… tentacle?
Feeling the odd tendril brush her, Haruno paused, but soon her mind blanked. The male scent overwhelmed her, igniting her like a powder keg. She wrapped her arms around his neck, gripping tight, and bit down fiercely.
His mouth met hers, her sweet tongue plunging in with aggressive fervor.
"Wait, why isn't my healing light working… Hey! Stop!!"
"Mmph?!"
Muxiao was stunned. Why isn't my treatment countering the aphrodisiac?!
Why are you so eager? How much did they drug you with?!
As the kami of the new world, I'm getting reverse-pushed by a believer… Blasphemy! This is blasphemy!
Damn, the cool vibe I built is ruined. Muxiao felt the girl going wild on him, especially her fierce bite, her soft, sweet tongue stirring in his mouth.
For a moment, he couldn't pry her off.
"You… are so insolent…"