ushernet [88] Finally Returning Home
[88] Finally Returning Home
[88] Finally Returning Home
Chapter 88: Finally Returning Home
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[Third Person Point of View]
‘...I nearly forgot how much I love feeling helpless.’ Ranefer moaned as she woke up from a deep sleep, her dreams replaying everything that had happened last night.
A white blanket barely covered her curvy, naked body under the gentle sunlight as she slowly sat up. Unknowingly smiling, she rubbed her eyes.
"He's not here?" she muttered softly, feeling her smile widen. "Heh, that little boy. Did he run away, fearing I'd kill him once I regained my senses and reason?"
Honestly, that had been her initial plan: to burn him to a crisp and watch him wither in her hellfire. She wanted to kill that little bastard for taking advantage of her.
And right now, as she closed her eyes and focused on her condition, she realized she was in a state where she could kill him. She opened her eyes and looked out the window, at the forest right outside her mansion.
Raising a hand, she snapped her fingers and a spark of blue flame erupted in the woods. In a second, the fire let out a blaze the likes of a solar flare. The entire forest that spanned for kilometers ceased to be in a second.
“Ohhh~ how I have missed this. So much power in the tip of my fingers.”
Now, she felt free. She felt strong enough that she could guarantee her safety, her life. So she felt extremely relieved.
“It's great to be living~”
Which made her wonder, should she take that privilege away from that little boy? The privilege of a life, she meant. Should she really kill him? She knew she could, now that she had regained her powers.
But... while her heart wanted revenge, her body twitched. “Too bad, I guess...” Truly, he was too good to die. Killing him would be just a waste. Since he had better uses.
Now that she thought about it, she called him “master” a few times—in the heat of the moment, drunk in his semen. Should she take revenge on that? Making an irony out of it by enslaving him to be her cute little sex slave?
“Hm, you're awake,” Aqua said, suddenly in the room, naked, and drying his hair with a towel. She hadn't even noticed.
Ranefer blinked as she broke out of her daze at his voice, and then her eyes locked on his form. She smiled and looked at him, truly beginning to consider turning him into a slave as her eyes wandered on his body. He was an eye candy.
‘Should I really enslave him- Ah.’ Just as that thought crossed, her eyes trailed up his body to meet his eyes. Arrogant aqua eyes unsuited for a mere human greeted her as he walked toward her.
Her body shivered more, her womanhood twitching hungrily. He stood over her and raised her chin, looking right into her eyes with a small smirk.
“Looks like you have some stupid ideas. Slut.”
Ranefer frowned, standing up. “What did you just call me? You arrogant little-”
“Slut.” He spat into her mouth and pushed her down by her shoulder.
Ranefer's body blasted out a fiery aura as she reached out a hand to clutch him by the throat. But as her hand reached closer, the aura flickered away.
“Huh...?”
Her powers weren't working when it got too close to him.
He laughed and pushed her on her back, locking her hands above her head. With a slow breath, he licked her face while she glared at him, unable to call her power or strength at him.
“W-what, what did you do to me?! You promised to return my powers!”
“I promised to cure you. I did. Look out your window, the rising smoke from the forest you just destroyed is proof of that.”
“Then why can't I-!”
Aqua interrupted her with a laugh. “Then why can't you use your powers to kill me? Because you're my little bitch, duh.”
He pressed a hand on her lower abdomen, making her whimper suddenly in extreme pleasure for such a slight gesture. Under her glare, he moved the blanket to the side and revealed her abdomen.
Her eyes shone with surprise as she took a look at the pink and black succubus tattoo right under her navel.
“....”
As a devil, she knew what succubus tattoos meant. She turned to glare at him. “From where did you acquire such a spell?”
Quetzalcoatl and Ranefer’s eyes shone brightly and sparkles of electricity moved through their gaze.
“Regret? You talk as if you were never stronger than me. Why would I regret it if your weakling self got a bit less weak?”
“Why are you pretending you ever bested me?”
They were roughly equal in a duel. While Ranefer didn't have the damage output that Quetzalcoatl had, she could heal from any damage that'd be inflicted on her.
Though, if a fight broke out now, Ranefer would probably lose. Even if she regained her powers, it's been a while since she used them properly in a battle.
Thankfully, no fight broke out.
“Great ladies, can you two calm down? Devils in the cities nearby might pass out if you continue your aura clash.” Grayfia pleaded with a frustrated expression, causing the two women to retract their aura.
She looked at Ranefer next, “But it's great news. Congratulations on your recovery.”
“Don't thank me, thank my little baby for this~” The scheming little slave, Ranefer, grabbed me gently and left a wet kiss on my cheek.
She's trying hard to paint the picture that she's grateful to me and that I was like a sugar baby to her. Sure, I'll play along for now.
“You disgusting old hag, going after little kids. You know he's 15?” Quetzalcoatl, the woman who was flirting with me the first day we met and was warned by me that I was 15, said to the Phoenix.
Ranefer shrugged, “We are devils, since when did we care about age? You are just jealous that he might marry into my family in the future.”
Mem-Cho was looking to the side, acting like she couldn't hear the conversation. In the meantime, Grayfia blinked.
“Are you perhaps planning to engage him with Ravel?”
“Maybe~” Ranefer giggled.
Noticing Mem, I decided to change the subject. She must have been sad because what I did to her yesterday, and to be talking about marriage in front of her wasn't a good idea for our relationship. Even if it was all jokes.
“How did your meeting go?” I looked at Quku and asked.
“It went well. I got what I wanted.” She said with a smile. “I shall tell you about it some other time.”
“Alright then,” I moved to Mem. I gently put my arms around her waist and smiled. “And you? Did you enjoy roaming the cities here?”
“Uh...? Y-yeah, I did.” she looked a little surprised seeing me being so gentle, but smiled soon. I wanted her to realize that since I had punished her already, I wasn't mad at her anymore. “How about you? It wasn't too tiring to make her cure, was it? Did you get some rest?”
“I did,” I kissed her forehead and nodded. I could feel the three women staring at my back with varying glances; Ranefer stood out between them, giving me an annoyed glare. She must be complaining to herself that I treated others so gently, why must I treat her like a bitch? She should know the answer by herself at this point.
“Looks like you guys don't have anything left to do here. In that case, should we return?” Grayfia asked and I nodded, as did Mem and Quetzalcoatl.
“What about Rias?” I asked.
“She returned already. She wanted to meet you, but she had to go.” Grayfia said.
“Then let’s return,” the underworld didn’t have anything to waste time on right now.
“Mhm, yes. I'd much rather be in Japan already than in this shitty place.” Quku said with a bored yawn.
“How about you never came here to begin with, then?” Ranefer bit back, and with that, another clash began.
I stood over Mem-Cho and kept her safe from the two ancient beings acting like children, and wondered why the fuck did Quetzalcoatl want to come to Japan. Did the issue with the Box of Xolotl not end yet?
Whatever the case may be, a few minutes later, Grayfia cast a teleportation spell as light engulfed her, and the three of us. The last thing I saw was Ranefer waving at me before the world went bright.
I was back in Japan. It felt like ages.
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