"I can turn into anyone's mouth."
"I can turn into anyone's hand."
The Sphincter Devil couldn't speak; only the rapid contractions of that folded ring. The Hand Devil translated:
"It can turn into anyone's sphincter."
Oh?
He eyed them with interest.
Weak in combat, but very useful—especially for spy work—capable of nasty tricks.
No wonder they were with the "Guinea Pigs."
Lip prints, fingerprints, and the newest craze—anal prints—were good ways to break secure systems.
He looked at the Mouth Devil. "You can really turn into anyone's mouth?"
"Of course! Say a name and I can turn into it! Even duplicates are fine!" Talking about its gift, it regained its earlier swagger. "If you don't believe me, give me any name—I'll change!"
He thought.
Any name… he couldn't recognize someone else's mouth.
Then change into his—it would be a good test.
"All right, change into Su Tang."
"Uh, really Su Tang?" It seemed to balk at the kink, repeating the ask.
It had often displayed its ability for those terrifying types in the "Guinea Pigs." As a very low, very low vassal of [Shèniè], what they used it for was obvious.
It was the first time someone requested their own mouth.
"What—got a problem?" he asked.
"No, no. Then I'll change?"
It confirmed once more, then spun on itself.
When it turned back, Su Tang's eyes widened.
It was exactly his mouth!
Shape, size… like molded off him.
He touched his own mouth; stuck out his tongue and tugged.
The Mouth Devil mirrored him, tongue lolling, speaking mushily, "Well? Believe it now?"
Even the voice matched!
He didn't have pro audio tools, but he knew his voice.
Devils' powers were wondrous indeed!
He stared, then said, "Come closer."
"Okay."
Very obedient—and it had a sense of what was coming.
What it hadn't expected was how bold this guy was—doing it right in front of other devils.
Truly Tokyo.
It remembered Lord [Typhoon] describing this as… the "arrogant virtuoso," was it?
Three hops later, it sat on his desk, body back to normal size.
He glanced at the clock.
Three minutes.
So [Shèniè]'s meat lasted only three minutes?
Short—but no apparent side effects. A good way to mass.
He looked down at it and poked its lips with a finger.
Then he carefully felt his own lips.
Nothing.
As expected, the Mouth Devil's power was mere transformation—none of that doujin "shared sensation." Whatever you did to it, the original felt nothing.
Feeling a whim, he said, "Change into Makima's mouth."
Angel Devil's dead-fish eyes brightened; she looked up in surprise.
"Why look at me? Aren't you curious how Ms. Makima would look laughing out loud?" He propped his chin. "I've been to her office so many times—seems I've only ever seen her smile."
Angel tilted her head on the backrest; her gaze slid to the Mouth Devil—apparently curious too.
"Right. Makima it is—watch me…"
It nodded, spun up with confidence—and suddenly froze mid-turn.
"What's wrong?" Su Tang frowned.
"S-something's… no—!"
Its meat shuddered, then—
Bang!
Like a firework.
Everyone jumped.
Wiping the splattered purple gore from his face, he went grim.
The Mouth Devil hadn't even finished—and in its tone there'd been sheer terror. Then it exploded on the spot.
What the hell? A "Guinea Pigs" dead-man's switch? Detect a defection and remote-splode?
Or a misfire of its power?
Frowning hard, he glanced at Angel—she looked like she'd never seen this either.
Baffled, he shifted his gaze to the Hand Devil, paused, then to the Sphincter Devil.
"You—"
Bang!
This time he didn't even finish—the Sphincter Devil detonated.
Luckily, their bodies were small; the splatter only dirtied the floor. Special cleaner would handle it.
Only the Hand Devil remained.
The whole arm stood there trembling, looking left and right—weak, pitiful, helpless.
"What just happened?"
He frowned at it.
"I—I don't know…" the Hand Devil answered, quaking.
Angel Devil suddenly sat up from the sofa, eyes turning toward the door. "Su Tang. Something terrifying is coming."
He didn't need her to say it—he already knew.
Because the Shadow Ninja he'd stationed outside as a precaution had been insta-killed.
It hadn't even managed to slip into the shadows.
He raised his head, his arm reverting into a dragon's cyan claw.
The Hand Devil on the floor seemed to sense it too; at once it found its backbone and shouted, "Hahaha! The commander of this Tokyo operation has arrived! It's a trusted lieutenant under Lord [Shèniè]! You're dead!"
Another "trusted lieutenant"?
A commander, huh…
Su Tang looked toward the doorway. Before he could see the figure, a heavy voice sounded.
"Hand Devil, why aren't you back yet?!"
Before the words landed, the Hand Devil on the floor seemed to receive a summons; it floated up from the ground and shot toward the door as a streak of light.
Then a tall shadow filled the entrance.
Su Tang's eyes widened. It looked exactly like… a giant pink geoduck!
"Hmph. Three pieces of trash, and even this little task stumps you."
"Human! Today you'll witness the mighty power of me, the Dick Devil!"
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