Thrúiowre (now called Yuri) and the others had returned to Rin's apartment.
Rin himself was almost dried up like brittle parchment. His skin had taken on a dull, ashen tone; his lips were cracked, his breathing shallow and raspy.
The Lewd Meter had begun to take its toll, draining him faster than any battle ever could. If he was left in this state much longer, the curse would twist him into some weak and frail animal; a punishment the goddess had designed to be both humiliating and effective.
But Munganda and Inferna were already so used to this routine that they moved with experienced calmness, even a discreet satisfaction.
They loved their master and wanted him alive more than anything, but this compulsory moment gave them free rein to play with his body. Without holding back, and without restraint.
His body was theirs to use however necessary to bring the meter back up. Which was entertaining, from their perspective.
"You'll be joining us in doing his maintenance too, understand?" Munganda said, already pulling seniority on the newcomer.
Yuri nodded at her statement, still adjusting to the casual authority in Munganda's tone.
The apartment was quiet. The living room smelled faintly of instant ramen and old manga pages.
But Chiyo, Chris, and even Karen the NEET were nowhere to be found—it was normal for them to be away at this time; Chris was actually running around sexually harassing the occult members around the nation.
And Chiyo might have gone to buy groceries, or might even still be in school. But Karen being away from home? That was odd and suspicious.
The couch then creaked under Rin's weight as Inferna wasted no time.
She leaned over him, kissing his overly thin lips with slow and deliberate hunger. Her tongue traced the cracks, licked the dried blood from the corner of his mouth, then moved down his neck, tasting sweat and brackish.
Her hands worked his torn hoodie open and peeled it away, revealing the sharp lines of ribs and the ugly purple bruises steal healing across his chest and stomach.
She didn't flinch at the damage; she simply pressed her mouth to every mark, licking and sucking gently, as though she could pull the pain out through his skin.
"Why is our master in such a weakened state?" Yuri asked quietly.
The person who had fought her on almost even footing, matching her blow for blow across shattered dimensions, was now frail and helpless, slumped against the cushions like a broken doll.
"It is his Lewd Meter acting up," Munganda explained while stripping out of her maid outfit.
She reached behind her back and tugged the knot of her apron free.
The white fabric slid down her arms and pooled at her feet.
Next came the black dress; the buttons popped one by one, revealing her porcelain skin inch by inch. She bent her shoulders and the dress slipped past her large g-cups, catching briefly on her stiffened nipples before falling to the floor.
Her skirt followed with a soft rustle, exposing the black lace panties already damp at the crotch and the garter straps framing her thighs.
She stepped out of her shoes, then hooked her thumbs into the elastic band of the panties and dragged them down slowly, letting them slide along her legs until they dropped.
Now, she was completely naked, except for the stockings and garters. And she stood with relaxed confidence, though her body flushed from anticipation.
"Lewd Meter?" Yuri repeated. "I believe he mentions it nearly every time we do battle. Please, Senpai, can you tell me its meaning?"
Hearing "Senpai" made Munganda pause as she moved, a pleased flush creeping up her neck. She smiled haughtily, her chest puffing slightly.
"It cannot be helped, I suppose! Let your Senpai enlighten you!"
Munganda explained the mechanics while moving closer to Rin.
The Lewd Meter was a sad and cruel (yet fortunate) leash which was placed on Rin's strength, his powers, and his very existence. In this world, his power was tied directly to genuine sexual release and arousal.
If he neglects it and the meter dropped, he would become weakened.
But worse, if it dropped too low and decreased to zero, then the real curse would kick in; causing painful transformations, devastating weakness, and sometimes days of agony.
GoG, the voice they'd all heard, was the divine system enforcer for this: basically the first companion granted by the goddess upon his reincarnation, and the one who monitored and punished him when he disobeyed.
"GoG… Do you mean the voice of God that I heard after my contract with Master?" Yuri asked. She had already begun stripping her own clothes simply because Munganda did so; the grey shirt she was wearing tugged over her head, pants slid down long legs.
She was naked, and her body was every bit as striking as her cosmic nature: moderate breasts, narrow waist, hips that flared invitingly, and her skin pale yet faintly luminous.
"That is correct. However, GoG is not the voice of God, as you thought," Munganda answered.
She grabbed Yuri's hand and pulled her toward the couch where Inferna was almost high from kissing her vulnerable master. "GoG is his first companion, given to him by the goddess upon reincarnation."
"Oh? Master remembers the events upon his own rebirth?" Yuri was quite surprised, though her features remained calm. Only her slightly raised voice betrayed the shock.
"Apparently, he does. He has refused, in spite of this, to tell us about his previous life. And none of us worry his head by asking. Do you understand?"
Yuri nodded. "I do, Senpai. I shall not ask unreasonable or bothersome questions to trouble my Master…"
Being called Senpai again made Munganda blush and smile more confidently. A while ago she couldn't even shift properly in Yuri's presence: Yuri was a cosmic force, practically a walking black hole of power. But now that same entity was calling her Senior.
"I'm glad you understand. Now," Munganda unbuckled Rin's belt and pulled his pants down in one smooth motion, "shall we start the maintenance?"
Yuri stepped forward but hesitated. Naturally, she didn't know what to do.
She looked at the twitching half-hard cock of Rin, then glanced back to Munganda, who had already leaned down and started sucking on one of his nipples, her tongue swirling lingering rings while her hand fondled his thigh.
Inferna was still kissing him messily, her tongue deep in his mouth, swallowing every weak moan he let slip.
From watching what they were doing, Yuri lowered her head and swallowed Rin's dick, taking it deep until it all fit into her throat.
The sudden heat and pressure made Rin wince.
Unlike average, when he could stay detached and bored even during sex, he was at his most vulnerable right now. Every sensation struck him harshly; more overwhelming and raw.