There was no need to hide anything from the staff he brought. Naga simply let Risha sleep in his room, so as not to have to bother calling her whenever he felt like it.
Risha was a little uneasy, but she could only obey Naga.
Still thinking about tomorrow's hunt, Naga had already arranged the next day's itinerary. He turned off the lights early and lay down with Risha in his arms.
After all, it was her first time being played with by a man, and the exhausted Risha quickly fell into a sweet sleep. Naga, on the other hand, pondered for a while about where to hunt before finally falling asleep with a slight sense of excitement.
Surprisingly, the familiar feeling of weightlessness made him open his eyes quickly. This time, the feeling of falling was more intense than before, almost reaching the level that Nami had experienced.
He had a premonition that a monstrous feast awaited at the end of the long corridor before him.
Who could it be? He hesitated for a moment, then rushed over quickly.
The door in front of him resembled a classroom, with a sign reading "2-D" hanging above it. He opened the door to find an empty classroom. There were no desks, no chairs, and no lectern in front of the blackboard. In the center of the empty room, a chain hung from where the light bulbs used to be, binding a naked woman tightly by her hands and suspending her at a height where only her toes touched the ground.
To his even greater surprise, there was not only the naked woman hanging in the classroom, but also a girl in a school uniform standing next to her. The girl had some scratches on her face and looked much younger, but it was still easy to recognize her as the younger Risha.
Risha was breathing heavily, her face filled with clear hatred. She slowly raised her hand, holding a broken mop handle. "Ah! Die!" The mop handle struck the woman's ribs hard, turning her body around to reveal a face convulsing with rage.
Sai Yuna, the woman I met this afternoon.
"Who...who are you?" Risha saw Naga walk in, her face showing clear terror. "This...is this a dream? I...I can't see your face clearly. Who are you? Why am I dreaming about you?"
As long as he could kill the target within the dream he had created, Naga, not too surprised to have an extra accomplice, shrugged, glanced at the nervous Yuna, and said with a smile, "I am your guardian angel in your dream. As long as I am here, you can do anything to this bitch who has been bullying you."
Yuna's eyes widened, and she struggled violently, but the chains seemed welded to her wrists, with no chance of breaking free.
This wasn't exactly a delicious ingredient, and he felt a little angry that he subconsciously wanted to eat such a thing, but he didn't dare miss the opportunity, fearing that the energy he had already expended would turn him back into an ordinary human.
So, he could only vent his anger on this despicable woman. Naga walked over and ripped the underwear out of her mouth.
"You sow! Don't let me catch you! Otherwise I'll break your bones and have a bunch of the most disgusting homeless people take turns fucking your asshole!" Yuna shouted, stretching her neck, the veins on the side of her neck bulging.
Risha took a step back timidly, the wooden stick in her hand drooping. "I...I..."
Naga snorted, grabbed Yuna's nipple, and pulled it outward forcefully. Her chest was not much different from a little girl's, and her nipple was only slightly larger than a man's. However, he pulled without any mercy, stretching the nipple into a long strip, causing Yuna's body to move forward.
"Ahhh... Let go... It hurts! Let go of me, you bastard! I'll get my boyfriend to kill you! I'll cut you into pieces!" Yuna's legs started kicking, but Naga, who was stronger than in reality, easily withstood it, and then punched her between the legs.
"Uh..." Yuna's sensitive pubic area was hit hard, and her body curled up in mid-air like a shrimp. Soon, she had to straighten up again due to gravity.
Pale with pain, Yuna temporarily lost the strength to curse. Encouraged by Naga's strength, Risha murmured, "But... it's just a dream. Why... why should I be afraid of her?"
Risha walked up, yelled "Ah!", and slapped Yuna's flat breasts with a stick.
"Guh... Ahh! You... How dare you! I'm going to kill you all! I'll kill you all without leaving a single one alive!" Yuna screamed madly, kicking Risha who was approaching.
Naga naturally wouldn't let her succeed. He grabbed her calf in mid-air and held it there, pointing to her ankle.
Risha was initially frightened and took a step back, but then she realized she had a powerful backer, and her courage gradually returned. She went around to the side, raised the stick high, and smashed it down on Yuna's ankle.
"Ah..." The fragile joint made a cracking sound, and the entire bare leg convulsed violently in the air.
"If you don't want her to kick you, you can add some more here." Naga laughed excitedly, the dark desires hidden in his heart rising up with his devouring urges. This time, he pointed to Yuna's knee.
"No...no!" The excruciating pain made the delinquent girl realize the danger, but before she could even speak, the stick had already struck her knee.
Another scream rang out, and Naga released his grip. Yuna's leg could no longer kick and hung limply down.
The dream manipulated by Naga stirred up a vengeful rage within Risha. She showed no sympathy, instead her hands trembled with excitement. "You...you only know how to bully me. Six years...six years without a single happy day, all because of you...all because of you!" Risha yelled, swinging her stick. The blow struck Yuna in the lower back. Due to the force, the stick broke in two again, flying into a corner of the classroom, leaving only a short piece in her hand.
"Here, here, you'll have a lot of fun using it." Naga walked around behind Yuna and opened her legs like she was helping a child urinate, revealing her dark vulva with its complex structure.
Risha's eyes lit up. She bit her lower lip, raised the broken stick, and stabbed at it.
The severed head, covered in splinters, pierced Yuna's crotch with force, even inserting several pubic hairs. Her labia minora, which hadn't been fully opened, were torn apart by the stick, and along with the injured vaginal walls, a large pool of blood flowed down the stick.
Yuna didn't even manage a scream this time. Her eyes rolled back, her body twitched a couple of times like a dead fish, and then she fainted.
Naga watched with satisfaction as Risha's resentment and bloodlust intensified. With a wave of his hands, numerous medieval torture instruments began to materialize around the three of them in the hazy mist.
He stared into Risha's eyes and said hypnotically, "Come on... now is your moment of revenge."
"Yes…" Nodding blankly, Li Xia turned and walked towards the pile of torture instruments, rubbed his hands together, and picked up a red-hot branding iron.
He could almost smell the charred flesh in his nose. Naga took a deep breath and began to feel the flowing power around him. He knew that this dream-devouring attempt would definitely succeed.
Every time from now on, it will inevitably be successful.
This ability finally belonged entirely to him.