Toa Matsubara's feelings were quite complex.
Reflecting on when she became a monster, plotting to take revenge on the world, orchestrating the fallout between her brother and his best friend—back then, it wasn't just Natsumi on her hit list; Wakumaku-senpai was there too.
And now?
Using her tentacles, she dragged the listless delinquent punks to a corner, tossing them aside. The tentacle girl sighed helplessly. "Once, I wanted to destroy the world, to get back at those women. Now, I'm on Tentacle-kun's side. Does this count as going straight?"
"You monster!! What do you want? Let me go! Do you know who my family is—" The blonde punk named Anjo stammered, trying to intimidate the monster girl with his background. Toa didn't care. A tentacle pierced his neck, and she watched their desperate, wide-eyed faces as life drained from them, her heart unmoved.
Expressionless, Toa retracted her tentacle. "Making a girl do this kind of dirty work… Tentacle-kun's getting worse."
But she had to admit, she was perfect for this thug role.
"Your family? Even the Boyman family's under Tentacle-kun's control. What can you do?" she muttered, turning to leave and shutting the bathroom door, temporarily concealing the bloody corpses and stench.
She hurried back to Muxiao.
A bad premonition gnawed at her—she had a feeling Muxiao was getting tangled up with that girl. Sure enough, the orange-haired girl returned to find Muxiao entwined with a voluptuous, seductive girl, and her face darkened.
"Muxiao!!"
"Mmph—mmph—"
Muxiao barely escaped Haruka Haruno's eager lips, spreading his hands helplessly at the stunned girl in the doorway. "What can I do? The drug's too strong. My ability didn't work on her."
Toa's sharp eyes caught the silvery thread stretching as their lips parted. Her mouth twitched. "So?"
"Mmm… ha… ah…"
Forced apart from Muxiao, Haruka didn't stop. Completely lost to reason, she continued venting her desire, her fiery lips trailing kisses down his neck.
Each kiss left a mark, her claim on him.
From his mouth to his neck, then his chest… As the black-haired girl's actions grew bolder, feeling her desperate need, Muxiao gradually gave up resisting. "Saving a life is worth seven stupas. If I don't dive into hell, who will? Like the Buddha feeding his flesh to the eagle, today I, Muxiao, sacrifice myself—"
"Stop!"
Toa cut him off, exasperated. "If that's the only way to save her, I can do it too."
She extended her tentacles.
Muxiao blinked, dumbfounded, then waved grandly, righteous. "Too risky. You've got that queen above you—who knows what side effects might come from this? Better not."
"I'll handle it."
Toa: "…"
Toa stared blankly for a moment, then turned woodenly, muttering as she closed the door, "Hurry up. Those bodies will probably be found soon."
With a bang, she shut the door, standing guard like a gatekeeper, rubbing her temples. She was annoyed but couldn't find a counterargument.
That guy, Muxiao… Thinking of his physical entanglements with Natsumi, Reina, and even Izuki Shima, he was a total playboy! "Womanizer" didn't cut it. If her brother was indecisive, Muxiao was blatantly building a harem.
Toa fumed, but… his shameless attitude left her powerless, unable to go full yandere.
Leaning to eavesdrop on the faint moans and gasps from inside, her cheeks flushed. Despite overhearing many times, she always felt shy.
Inside, the black-haired girl, consumed by the aphrodisiac, could no longer think. Her body moved on instinct, her hands fumbling into Muxiao's clothes, struggling to go further.
Muxiao's tentacles slid under her clothes, his eyes narrowing as he felt the astonishing sensation of her skin, clinging to him like a koala.
From her waist, his tentacles crept to her ample curves.
"Mmm…"
Haruka let out a satisfied sigh. Far from alarmed, she rubbed against him, craving more.
She didn't seem to realize it was tentacles, not human hands, roaming her body.
Compared to hands, tentacles were far more agile, with endless possibilities… Ahem, but Muxiao still longed to fully regain his human form. He knew that day wasn't far off.
For now… might as well continue.
His tentacles wrapped around her chest, applying slight pressure. The beautiful girl's face finally showed satisfaction. Peering down her collar, Muxiao saw a dazzling expanse and a deep, enticing valley, shaking his head.
"But it's not enough…"
His tentacles moved lower. Haruka shuddered, then collapsed limply onto his shoulder.
In the quiet room, only her panting lingered. Muxiao squinted, relieved as her body trembled intensely.
But… her body's heat didn't subside. Retracting his tentacles, he studied her uncertainly.
"You awake?"
"…"
"Looks like you're back. In that case…"
Haruka, still clutching his neck, didn't let go. She squirmed uneasily, whispering, "Not yet… My body… still hurts…"
Muxiao hadn't taken her purity, only used his technique to bring her to climax. But it didn't work?
Her consciousness returned, but the aphrodisiac's effect lingered.
She gazed at him with complex eyes, her body still tormented. The tentacles under her clothes shocked her, yet…
She wanted to be scared, but the drug's intensity drowned out fear. Those tentacles brought her overwhelming satisfaction.
Her body… felt stranger by the second.
Rubbing her thighs together, unable to hold back, her voice trembled with a plea. "Great Kami, please… help me… My body's so hot, so painful~~"