Ren's eyes fell on Rachel again.
But what he saw left him frozen for a moment.
Rachel was tied down by ropes. Not ordinary ropes. These were those instant bondage ropes used in adult games. They wrapped tightly around her body in complex loops, groping her boobs tighty, going beneath her stomach around her legs,ass and all over making it look extremely sexy and hot.
The more she struggled, the tighter they became.
CREAK
Rachel twisted violently, trying to break free, but the ropes only tightened further.
RUSTLE
But as last she could not hold this situation anymore letting her pleasure flow through her vegina in the end in form of pee all over the floor.
Drip
Drop
Hot enough to make a man hard.
Ren's face slowly flushed red and his silent dick throbbing with excitement as he watched the situation unfold. His was hard already ready to tear his pants any Seconds.
Just what the hell am I looking at…
Am i into this kind of stuff ?...
He turned toward Lucia.
Lucia was staring at him with a blank expression, though her cheeks were slightly red.
"…Pervert," she said.
Ren blinked.
"What? No I'm not."
Lucia crossed her arms.
"Then why are your you know is like that?"
Ren pointed at the struggling zombie.
"Because this situation is ridiculously hot for some reason!"
Lucia narrowed her eyes.
"So you admit it."
"Nope," Ren replied immediately. "I still don't."
Lucia sighed.
"…Unbelievable."She murmured With her flustered red cheeks.
Lucia thought while staring at him, Is he actually into this kind of stuff…?
A moment later, both of them finally realized something was wrong.
This wasn't some random costume shop in the middle of nowhere…
It was an adult cosplay shop in middle of nowhere.
But it was already too late.
The situation kept getting hotter… and hotter with every passing second.
Ren stood there, breathing heavily.
Sweat slowly slid down his face.
His body felt like it was about to explode at any moment.
"…This is bad."
He grabbed his head.
"No, seriously… this is REALLY bad."
Thump.
Thump.
His body pulsed again.
Ren squeezed his eyes shut.
"Calm down… calm down… think about taxes… think about boring things… think about—"
Poof!
Two tiny figures suddenly appeared on his shoulders.
One wore a shining halo and white robe.
The other had horns, wings, and a wicked grin.
Ren blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Then he sighed deeply.
"…Yep."
"I've finally lost my mind."
The devil stretched lazily.
"Took you long enough to notice."
The angel cleared his throat with dignity.
"Please ignore him."
Ren stared at both of them.
"…Alright, before I panic, let me confirm something."
He pointed at them.
"You two are not real, right?"
The devil shrugged.
"Depends."
The angel nodded politely.
"We are simply manifestations of your inner thoughts."
Ren slowly rubbed his face.
"So I'm arguing with myself now."
The devil clapped happily.
"Exactly! Now let's get to the important part."
He pointed dramatically toward Rachel.
"Just go for it."
Ren blinked again.
"…Excuse me?"
The devil leaned closer.
"Perfect chance to punish that bitch."
Ren frowned.
"You know… I feel like my brain shouldn't sound this trashy."
The angel stepped forward quickly.
"Absolutely not! That would be completely immoral!"
Ren nodded immediately.
"Yes. Thank you. Finally someone reasonable."
The angel pointed at Rachel with a disgusted expression.
"Also her figure isn't even good."
Ren froze.
"…Wait."
"You were doing so well until that second part."
The devil burst out laughing.
"Who cares about her figure? It's not like you're a virgin anymore."
Ren rubbed his temples.
"…This conversation alone proves I'm hallucinating."
The angel crossed his arms.
"You cannot do such things without someone's permission."
The devil rolled his eyes so hard he almost fell off Ren's shoulder.
"Oh please. What are you? A kid asking mommy first?"
Ren's body pulsed again.
Throb.
The devil immediately pointed downward.
"See that?"
"Even the bad boy down there wants to rampage."
Ren glanced down.
"…Traitor."
The angel stepped in front of him again.
"But what about love?"
Ren blinked.
"…Love?"
The angel nodded seriously.
"Yes. There is no love in this situation."
Ren scratched his head.
"…Okay, that's actually a good point."
The devil waved dismissively.
"Who cares about love when you might explode in five seconds?"
Ren paused.
"…That is also a very good point."
The angel frowned.
"Are you seriously willing to mate with someone with such a terrible figure and small chest?"
Ren sighed.
"…Why are both of you making disturbingly valid arguments?"
He grabbed his hair in frustration.
"Can someone here give me a CLEAR answer?!"
Then his eyes slowly drifted.
Toward Lucia.
She stood a few steps away.
Face completely red.
Breathing heavily.
"Huff… huff…"
The angel suddenly pointed.
"Oh."
"That's not a bad option."
The devil's eyes widened.
"Hey! That was MY idea!"
He leaned forward excitedly.
"But yeah… that's definitely the best option."
Ren slowly turned toward them.
"…You two switched targets way too fast."
The devil shrugged.
"I mean, it's not like you haven't done it with her before."
Ren panicked immediately.
"THOSE WERE ACCIDENTS!"
The angel nodded calmly.
"Last time you rampaged like a beast."
Ren covered his face.
"Why are my own thoughts exposing my past?!"
The devil crossed his arms confidently.
"Besides, she has the perfect figure."
He turned toward the angel.
"So we agree?"
The angel hesitated…
Then slowly shook his hand.
"…We agree."
Ren narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"…Wait a second."
"Are you two teaming up right now?"
Both froze.
"Of course not!" they answered together.
"We are your inner thoughts!"
Ren crossed his arms.
"Yeah… that makes me trust you even less."
They both pointed dramatically toward Lucia.
"Just go for it!"
Ren stared at them.
"…Really?"
"Of course."
Ren thought for a moment.
Then suddenly smiled brightly.
"Well…"
"If my own brain is telling me this…"
"…then maybe I should trust it."
He took a step forward.
Step.
The angel and devil instantly disappeared.
Poof!
Somewhere in the void, both sighed in relief.
"Phew…"
"We survived."
Lucia kept staring at Rachel.
Her cheeks were bright red.
Huff…
Huff…
Her breathing came out soft and uneven.
One of her hands slowly moved to her head, fingers brushing through her hair as if trying to calm herself down.
Her gaze remained fixed on Rachel.
Huff…
Huff…
Lucia swallowed.
That must be feeling good…
Her thoughts slipped out without control as she kept watching the scene.
Ren suddenly stepped closer.
Step.
He placed a hand on Lucia's shoulder.
Lucia slightly flinched.
Ren leaned closer and spoke,
"So…"
…Right.
I'm the pervert here.
"…enjoying the show?"
Lucia froze for a moment, still breathing heavily while her eyes remained fixed forward.
Huff…
Huff…
Then she slowly turned her head toward him, face still flushed.
"…no it's just!."
Lucia took a slow breath.
"…It's nothing."
She tried to calm herself down.
Inside, she sighed in relief.
Looks like he didn't notice…
…that I'm wet.
Ren suddenly paused.
"Wait a minute."
He turned around and started rummaging through the shelves.
Rustle.
Clatter.
Shuffle…
Lucia blinked.
What is he doing now?
Ren kept searching through piles of costumes and boxes.
Rummage.
Rummage.
Then suddenly—
"FOUND IT!"
He raised something in the air triumphantly.
Lucia tilted her head in confusion.
A moment later he walked back toward her.
Ren held out a dress toward her.
"Here."
"Will you wear this?"
Lucia froze.
"…What?"
Then she looked at the dress.
Her eyes widened.
"WHAT!?"
She stared at him in disbelief.
"You want me to wear that?"
Ren nodded confidently, giving a thumbs-up with a bright smile.
"Yep."
Lucia hesitated.
"…But that's a—"