I stayed still in Theo’s embrace and swallowed my groans. Every muscle in my body was screaming at once. My waist ached, and the lower half of my body, having strained past its limits, was still trembling. Maintaining the sly slit-eyed character concept while feeling like my body was about to be torn in two was pretty much impossible.
I’d held on with the mindset that if an unsedated colonoscopy could save the world I’d sit through one, but the second I laid eyes on Theo’s cock in the flesh, the thought crossed my mind that offering up a soul might’ve been the better option. Fitting that inside a person isn’t reasonable. The human body wasn’t designed for it.
Then, at some point, a strange heat started gathering in my lower belly. Every time the hard head of his cock ground against a certain spot on my inner wall, my vision flashed white and black. Toward the end, I lost half my sanity, wrapped my legs around Theo’s waist, and just sobbed sweetly. I liked the way those blind, golden eyes held only me.
The room after the storm had passed was quiet. Theo held me without a word, and I couldn’t move from his embrace for a while. I just caught my breath, waited for the pain to subside. What the hell was all that, I thought, but strangely, no regret came.
Evil Points (Theo) +700p
A notification popped up.
Even setting fire to a whole temple had only netted 700 points, but Theo had stacked up the same amount just from tangling with me for a bit.
Accumulating points... through sex... the passing thought that I really was becoming a manwhore crossed my mind. For a second I almost spiraled into self-loathing, but I shook it off quickly.
Any other human, no matter how many points they offered, I wouldn’t have easily given up my body for. I have preferences and I have pride, too.
But with Theo, it was fine. That’s why I could allow him even my most vulnerable place. This wasn’t just a transaction, it was, in its own way, an act with feelings involved. I hadn’t spread my legs coldly, without a single emotion, purely for a goal. I cherished Theo deeply. In the broadest sense, you could even call it love. Of course, it was closer to a father’s feeling than a lover’s, but love is love.
If I kept mixing bodies and clearing quests like this, I’d probably level him up to twenty-two soon enough.
In the game, Cleric Rihen paves the way for Theo to return to the subjugation forces when he turns twenty-two. Twenty-two. The age Theo manifests aura and becomes a sword master.
After that, there are two branching choices. One is to stay as a cleric and continue clerical questlines. The other is to accompany Theo into the army under the pretext of being his aide, solving quests alongside him.
As I mentioned before, my favorite character was Theo. So whenever I played as Rihen, I always followed Theo into the army.
But Shane is a demon corps commander. He’s not a cleric with clear standing like Rihen, nor is he in a position to join the knights through legitimate channels. Would it even be possible for me to keep looking after Theo? No, I had to make it possible. I’d need to figure out how.
Infamy points: 700p
Evil Points (Theo): 1,600p
I checked the points I’d accumulated so far. First, I used Theo’s Evil Points to buy weapons for the Holy Knights. Since these were points Theo had earned, they should be spent on something good. The game shop mainly sold unrealistically rare items, but it also carried gear at levels that actually existed in reality. At ridiculously cheap prices ranging from a minimum of 1 point to a maximum of 10.
I bought a huge quantity of gear that was of far better quality than what I’d burned. I loaded my cart with armor, swords, and shields at a grade meant for Warehouse 3. Even after selecting more than enough for all the knights to use, I still had points left. That would be plenty to cover the losses from Warehouses 4 through 7 that I’d torched.
Delivering the items to the Knights turned out to be surprisingly simple. For an extra 100p, I could use the delivery feature. I set the delivery location to the front of the Knights’ training ground and used my points to buy the items I’d loaded in my cart. In front of the knights, who were diligently training, hundreds of pieces of armor, swords, and shields came pouring down. I lay comfortably in bed and checked the delivery status in real time. Better functionality than most delivery apps.
From the knights’ perspective, high-quality weapons had just fallen from the sky. To anyone looking, that was clearly Goddess Repinal’s grace, right? Watching people get moved to tears at the miracle stirred something in me. Like I finally understood how parents feel giving out presents while pretending to be Santa. Though, strictly speaking, I was just the one who made the mess and now was cleaning it up. Anyway, this settled my debt to the armory.
Next, I spent 500 infamy points to raise my base stats. At the start, I could raise stats easily by spending just 100 points at a time, but as I grew stronger, the points needed to advance to the next level increased. I decided to save the remaining 200 points for any unexpected situations.
As a result, my status window changed like this:
Shane (Demon Crossbreed, Age 125)
Stats (□/10) Str 6 → 7 Mag 5 → 6 Res 7 Agi 8 Acc 5
Skills Innate Skills: Flame Lv. 4 Stealth Lv. 3 Disguise Lv. 3 Acquired Skills: Locksmith Lv. 4
I checked Theo’s level-up requirements again.
2000p + 4 quests cleared → Age 22
Since Theo turned twenty, I’d only cleared one quest so far. Eliminating the heretic inquisitor Veron. Meaning I still needed to clear three more.
Isn’t it about time for Kairos to toss me another quest? Digging through my memory, the next quest, if I recalled correctly, led into an event where I could recruit subordinates.
Speak of the devil and he shall come. The communication orb vibrated. I told Theo I was going to wash up first and left him in the bedroom, heading into the bathroom. I locked the door, undressed, then connected the call.
Kairos, in a way unlike him, showed a flicker of surprise. He gathered his expression and spoke.
“I didn’t realize you’d be in the bath.”
“Since it’s a call from the First Corps Commander, I answered immediately despite being in the bath. I am a loyal subordinate, after all.”
I replied nonchalantly, placing the communication orb on the shelf beside the tub.
Kairos’s gaze raked over my body. Kiss marks, tooth marks, handprints seared into my hips. The heat still hadn’t left my face. Anyone looking would know I’d just been in a messy relationship.
“Did you use a honey trap to squeeze out information or something?”
He frowned, displeased.
...Does this face look like it belongs on someone running a honey trap? Of course, Shane was designated a handsome man in the game’s official settings, and in reality he was very good-looking. That was undeniable.
But Shane’s appearance and honey traps didn’t mesh at all. First off, wasn’t his very appearance suspicious? Pale skin, blood-red eyes. If a shifty-looking slit-eyed character crinkled his eyes and smiled slyly while trying to seduce someone... anyone would think, Ah, this bastard has some ulterior motive he’s approaching me with.
I asked earnestly:
“Hyung, do I honestly look like a beauty to you?”
“...Shut up. Just answer the question. What’s that on your body?”
Kairos snapped as sharply as ever. If I answered here that I’d used a honey trap like Hyung suspected, he’d interrogate me relentlessly about what info I’d extracted from whom. I muttered vaguely.
“Just a little entertainment. Everyone has their hobbies.”
“Ugh... whoring bastard.”
Kairos frowned openly. As I’d predicted, the questions ended there. Who would want to hear about the sticky private life of their blood-related little brother? Being treated as a slut by both Theo and now Kairos left me feeling somehow miserable. I’d like to stop playing the slut too, but the situation isn’t cooperating.
He got right to business:
“There’s a new mission. Two demons were captured during combat. They’ve been handed over to the heretic inquisitors and are being tortured. Chances are they’ll talk soon. So your job is simple. Kill them. Or slip them something so they can kill themselves.”
“Is rescuing them not an option?”
“Huh? Rescue?”
A snort came through the communication orb.
“Try it if you can. Slip through the tight surveillance net, dodge the inquisitors’ eyes... and successfully extract two beaten-to-a-pulp casualties.”
The quest window appeared.
〈MAIN QUEST〉 Kill or rescue the demons captured by the heretic inquisitors, Blen and Blood. Time limit: 5 days
Success: If killed - Infamy +500 If rescued - Infamy +1000, gain subordinates ‘Twin Demons’
Failure: Captured and tortured by heretic inquisitors
It was a mission I’d cleared before in the game. The twin demons, Blen and Blood. Blen the older sister, Blood the younger brother. If I rescued these twins, they’d voluntarily become my subordinates. Both were adorable, admirable kids.
“Yes sir! I’ll do my best!”
I made an exaggerated salute and grinned. Kairos ended the call with a sigh.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped out of the bathroom. I nodded at Theo and said:
“Your turn to wash up.”
But Theo didn’t move immediately. He was clutching the blanket and staring at me. His cheeks, particularly flushed from the heat, stood out.
“I just... want to stay like this a little longer.”
Then, bashfully, he added:
“Because it feels nice, having Rihen’s scent on me.”
