Asia tilted her head as she looked at the man who was trying to court her.
"Asia, do you remember me? I'm the devil you saved back then. Ah, to think I'd get to see you again... It seems we truly are bound by fate."
"...?"
He was putting on some kind of emotional air, but she couldn't recall him at all. He had the kind of handsome face that would make any girl her age stop and stare.
Every gesture he made exuded refinement. She had no memory of ever meeting a man like this.
Most of Asia's life had been devoid of any connection to men. After being exiled from the Church, the first man she met was Issei, her first love... wasn't it?
"You don't remember me? That's a problem... Ah, I know. How about this? I'm the devil you saved. You really helped me back then."
"...! Ah, th-that person. I'm so glad you've recovered."
"Thanks to your devotion. As you can see, I'm perfectly healthy. Now, about this reunion... I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since you saved me. If you're willing, would you go out with me?"
"I'm sorry. I already have someone I love."
"...I-I see..."
Rejected almost instantly, his pride-fueled anger was overshadowed by confusion at her transformation.
Wasn't she supposed to be more easily swayed? He internally tilted his head at the discrepancy from the data he'd researched.
"Is that all you needed? If so, I have somewhere to be, so I'll take my leave."
Asia left the spot as if she might skip away. Watching her retreating figure, the man—Diodora—trembled violently.
"Fucking hell... She... Asia is supposed to be mine... So why does she have such a happy look on her face? Wasn't she supposed to be miserable after being cast out from her beloved Church?"
The very reason Asia had been exiled from the Church was Diodora. His hobby, fitting for a devil, was to drive women of other races—especially those called holy maidens—to despair and make them his own.
That was precisely why he was confused. Hadn't Asia also learned the truth about God and fallen into despair? No matter how much time heals wounds, could she really radiate such happiness?
Muttering that he might need to change his plans, Diodora vanished from the spot without a sound.
About a month later…
Asia heard that the man who had schemed to obtain her had challenged Rias to a Rating Game, only to be crushed instead.
That explained why Asia had come to Mitarai that day, asking to be held more fiercely than usual.
Just the other day, wearing uncharacteristically skimpy underwear—practically a micro bikini—beneath her uniform, she had pushed Takashi down and, without any resistance, they'd ended up having sex.
It wasn't their usual lovemaking, where she accepted and embraced everything like the holy maiden she was. This was like beasts devouring each other.
He'd mounted Asia as she got on all fours like a dog, pounding into her, thrusting his hips over and over, and unloaded so deeply inside her that even if it weren't a dangerous day, a non-devil woman would have ovulated, been fertilized, and likely implanted right then and there.
Asia lay there, limp as if after a r@pe, her entire body reeking of masculine semen.
And yet, she was undeniably happy.
She'd grown completely accustomed to the smell of cum rising from her body and pussy.
The timid, hesitant service she'd performed at first had become second nature, so she had a fair amount of confidence now.
That bastard Diodora had said some things that tried to disturb her heart, but she no longer had any doubts. Her path was set.
To walk beside the man, the Red Dragon Emperor, who unconsciously stopped others in their tracks and swapped out one woman after another into his massive harem.
A few days after their beastly coupling…
Asia Argento was heading to school as usual, but today her steps were unusually heavy and unsteady.
Two buzzing vibrators sent continuous waves of pleasure through her, yet she still managed to get through her school life.
To make matters worse, the vibrators were made in the Underworld, meaning the remote control with the intensity buttons was in Mitarai's hands. Just as she got used to the current vibration, he'd turn it up; just as she was about to climax, he'd turn it down—it was maddening.
Thanks to perception-blocking magic and her own mental fortitude, she lasted until lunch break, but she finally reached her limit, forcibly snatched the remote from Mitarai's hand, and dragged him to their fuck room.
Her body was so sensitive that even a brush of their fingers sent sweet shudders through her entire being. Having experienced only shallow orgasms and none of the deep, intense climaxes she craved, Asia radiated female pheromones from her entire body as she pushed Mitarai down onto the bed.
Lately, every shred of rationality she had failed to function, melted away by his touch.
"Oh my, what a face. Without that magic, you'd be so horny the other students would probably fuck you."
"Ahh, Takashi-san is the one to blame...! It's because you play such naughty tricks on me...!"
Huffing ragged breaths, she peered at his face. Her eyes, completely melted with pleasure, were hazy and tinted a lustful pink, as if heart marks were floating in them.
"Alright, let's take a look at what's inside you. I wonder just how many times you've cum?"
The vibrator inside Asia was a custom-made Underworld product with a handy feature that recorded every orgasm it gave her. A sex toy designed to inflict humiliation on women and grant superiority to men.
He slowly pulled out the thick, pitch-black vibrator, and it came out stringy with thick, sticky love juices. It was already intimidating just by being black, but glistening wet with her fluids made it even more menacing.
Near the base of the vibrator, a small LCD screen displayed the count: 15. That was how many times Asia had climaxed since morning. Though only shallow ones, mind you.
"Oh wow, Asia came over a Fifteen Times. You've become quite the lewd little nun."
"I've just become the kind of girl Takashi-san likes... You do like naughty girls, don't you?"
"Of course. The mere sight of an innocent girl like you becoming so wanton gets me hard."
The vibrator wasn't just in her pussy, it was also buried deep in her other hole, her ass. A black, gleaming sex toy stretching her small butt.
Every time she wiggled her hips, it moved, almost looking like an animal's tail. He pulled that one out with a similar squelch, and sure enough, the screen showed 20 recorded orgasms.
Ever since that day when Asia had drawn a line under her past, she'd asked him to train her asshole.
Already, two fingers could slip in easily, and she'd reached the point where even using the bathroom brought her pleasure.
Her tiny, twitching bud appeared pure and untouched at first glance, but in truth, it had been stuffed with vibrators, anal beads, and fingers dozens upon dozens of times.
He spread her cheeks with both hands, revealing the bright pink mucous membrane within. It contracted and expanded repeatedly, wet with intestinal fluids that filled her insides, utterly obscene.
"At this rate, looks like my cock could fit in there, too."
"Is that... so? Please, my entire body belongs to Takashi-san. Don't hold back, put your hard, big, fat cock in my ass too."
She wiggled her hips side to side, inviting Mitarai in.
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