Three minutes later, Su Ze strolled out of the underground bar as if nothing had happened, though the blood drenching his clothes screamed of the horrific massacre that had just taken place.
As he walked toward the exit, he calmly applied a cleaning spray to his body.
[Desire System — Su Ze]
[Age: 18]
[Talents: Surface & Shadow Walker, Photographic Memory, Primordial War Ghost Bloodline]
[Skills: Eye of Truth (EX), War Ghost's Blessing (EX), Assassination Arts (LV15), Sanda (LV15), Culinary Arts (LV6), Observation Haki (LV7), Tempest Kick (LV15), Hypnosis (LV3), Massage (LV3), Xingyi Quan (LV15), Six Paths of Breaking Heaven (LV15), Muay Thai (LV15), Boxing (LV15), Niko Style (LV15), Kaiwan Style (LV15), Blast Core (LV15), Wrestling (LV15), Judo (LV15), MMA (LV5)]
[Item Storage: Peach-Colored Telescope, X-Marker]
[Desire Points: 994,244]
Su Ze's current data panel was nothing short of magnificent. Furthermore, he was less than six thousand points away from the one-million mark.
The harvest from this slaughter had been substantial. Beyond the dozen or so demon corpses, he had also acquired Ma Luo's memories.
In a roundabout way, he could now be considered someone who had effectively visited the Demon Realm.
However, Ma Luo had merely tagged along with the Black Dog Mercenary Group, wandering between a few human duchies. His understanding of the Demon Realm as a whole was limited.
"There are so many demons in the Demon Realm... I really want to go there," Su Ze mused, feeling a slight twinge of regret.
Ma Luo had only arrived in the human world through an accidental slip into a spatial rift—a method that was impossible to replicate.
"Wait! Mr. Handsome Hero! Could you tell us your name? We want to repay you!"
Three delicate, lovely young girls ran out from the bar's entrance, shouting toward Su Ze's retreating back.
Their attire looked no different from ordinary high school uniforms, save for a few otaku-style elements like butterfly ribbons. Their wrists and ankles, however, bore distinct red welts—evidence of the ropes that had recently bound them.
"Su Ze. If you want to repay me, transfer to Saint Girl's Academy," Su Ze said, glancing back over his shoulder.
He didn't subscribe to the philosophy of doing good deeds anonymously. Any gratitude to be harvested should be scooped up in one go.
[Gratitude from Hanabishi Haruka +510]
[Gratitude from Amakawa Kaoruko +443]
[Gratitude from Mizukami Sayo +492]
"So handsome..." Hanabishi Haruka, the girl with pink hair, cupped her cheeks, her face flushing with infatuation.
The expressions on the other two girls were much the same.
"Eh? The hero told us to transfer to Saint Girl's Academy. Is that the newly established one? But we're only in middle school!" Amakawa Kaoruko, the blonde, spotted the logical blind spot.
Mizukami Sayo, the blue-haired girl, nodded knowingly. "I heard that Saint Girl's Academy is an integrated school combining middle school, high school, and university, so it shouldn't be a problem."
"Why did the hero want us to go to Saint Girl's Academy? Is he a teacher there?"
"But he's a man."
"It doesn't matter. Let's just get out of here first."
It was still only the first half of the night. Su Ze planned to visit the Watase household to max out his Desire Points to one million before heading home.
This time, however, he wasn't in as much of a rush as when he had arrived. He simply hailed a taxi by the roadside.
Sitting in the back seat, he gazed out the window.
Tokyo's nightscape was an immutable blaze of neon. Between the clusters of neon lay vast swathes of darkness, resembling a night sky lit by scattered stars. It was beautiful, but after seeing it enough times, it lost its thrill.
However, that was before. Now, the mere thought of the various demons existing within this metropolis sent waves of excitement coursing through him.
The massacre in the underground bar had only just ignited his bloodlust before it came to an abrupt end. It simply wasn't enough to satisfy him.
The daily rhythm of the three Watase women was quite regular; they usually went to bed before eleven o'clock.
Yet tonight, all three women found themselves in the same predicament—tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Watase Kaede's restlessness went without saying; having only recently lost her virginity, and despite being exhausted, she kept wondering if Su Ze would come to see her tonight.
Watase Shisa, on the other hand, was being gnawed at by a sense of guilt, making sleep impossible.
In the darkness of the master bedroom, Watase Otome lay in her nightgown, staring at the back of her husband, Watase Kinji. Her expression was one of distress.
Why did Su Ze-kun just leave?
Is he going to break his promise and not tell me Itsuki's whereabouts?
He really is an untrustworthy man.
...Why do I miss him even a little bit?
Watase Otome's mind was a tangled mess. Her thoughts collided with one another, causing her endless vexation.
Without knowing why, her hand drifted downward, gently massaging.
By the time she realized what she was doing, her body went rigid for a moment, only to relax again almost immediately.
So many unpleasant things happened today.
I should just... reward myself.
I'll vent all these worries out!
A layer of mist clouded her eyes as she gradually immersed herself in carnal desire.
Whenever I think of that child Su Ze's size, I just...
"You just what?"
Watase Otome's heart quaked. Why did her inner murmur receive a response?
At that moment, a gust of night wind blew into the room, snapping the curtains.
The window was wide open.
Otome turned her head to find Su Ze standing by the bedside, looking down at her with a playful, teasing smile.
"How... how are you here? Is this a dream?" she asked, half-sitting up in disbelief.
"Naturally, it was you who called for me, Madam." Su Ze chuckled as he stepped forward, reaching out with a dragon-like grip that showed no hesitation or reserve.
His hands were large, yet they couldn't possibly fully grasp the sheer volume of the twin peaks before him.
"Truly an astonishing volume. It makes one unable to stop."
Hearing this, Watase Otome replied with a hint of reprimand, "What nonsense are you spouting? Stop it at once!"
"You tell me to stop, and I'm supposed to stop? Madam, you really don't understand anything, do you?" Su Ze laughed softly, increasing the pressure of his fingers.
Otome instantly let out a stifled moan, then panicked, covering her mouth with a desperate, tortured expression.
[Desire from Watase Otome +199]
Su Ze's fingers sank deep into the softness. It was like returning to his childhood, causing mischief in his mother's kitchen—kneading dough with tireless hands, completely lost in the fun of it.
"Is the chest the point Madam cares about?" After a while, he pushed Watase Otome down and straddled her waist.
An inexplicable excitement surged in his heart as the great dragon unceremoniously entered the valley between the giant peaks.
The warm sensation instantly enveloped the dragon.
Absolute satisfaction.
"Yamete!!" Watase Otome watched the dragon sliding back and forth right before her eyes, terror filling her heart.
Su Ze played for a while, then decided to enter a different location.
The valley was pristine and pale—whether naturally so or maintained, he didn't know—but it was smooth, tender, and refreshing.
Watase Otome's eyes grew hazy, the corners brimming with the flush of spring passion. Her gaze was like a pool of rippling vernal water.
"No way... you're coming in there!?"
"Kinji is still here!"
"You... know your limits! Doing such a thing right in front of my husband!"
"Don't lift my hips... Dame yo~"
"Anata... Sumimasen!"
"You got it on my face... please don't wake up!"
"It keeps flowing out of me... This is the second time today... I'm going to get pregnant!"
"Forgive me, darling... I am a blight upon the world."
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