In the living room.
Koneko sat silently, eyes dull, not daring to move a muscle.
That… was terrifying.
Big sister…
Will she break?
Suddenly.
The bedroom door creaked open, and Kuroka's head popped out. She clawed at the floor, teary-eyed.
Bang!
Lynn grabbed her ankle and dragged her back in.
Skreeeeech—
Kuroka's claws scraped against the floor as she was pulled back inside.
"Shirone…"
"Save me… nya!!"
Koneko shuddered and curled up on the sofa, pretending she saw nothing.
This was too intense…
No idea how long passed, but the sounds didn't stop.
Koneko's legs started shifting restlessly, her thighs rubbing together as her breathing quickened. Her gaze became hazy.
Buzz—
A golden light suddenly flashed from the bedroom.
A spell hit Koneko's body, snapping her out of it.
"…"
She puffed her cheeks. "Sister… are you spying on me with surveillance spells?"
—
The Next Day
Kuroka's belly bulged slightly.
As she shifted on the bed, something inside felt like it was going to spill out.
She bit her lip and clamped her thighs together instinctively.
"No…"
"This is my reward for last night, meow…"
—
Several days passed.
Lynn barely slept at all thanks to "unlocking a new species." His trip to the Warring States Underworld was temporarily put on hold.
Sigh…
It's all Kuroka's fault for draining him dry.
Meanwhile, at the Border of the Underworld – Old Maou Faction Garrison
Shalba Beelzebub clutched a report sent by insiders from Lilith and the Fallen Angels.
His expression darkened.
"The power of light?"
"A devil??"
Crack—
The parchment crumpled in his grip.
Every word of the report gnawed at his nerves.
And of course, he thought of the betrayer—Valefor.
"Traitors… all of them deserve to die!"
—
At the Same Time — Shuchiin Academy, Supernatural Investigation Club
Lynn reached over and patted Inukimi's dog-like ears, but she shot him a cold glare.
Damn it…
That thieving cat got away with it!
She fumed, but there was nothing she could do. Kuroka's scent still lingered in her nose, making her feel nauseous.
Knock knock!
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
A trace of curiosity flashed in Lynn's eyes. "Come in."
Click—
The door opened.
An unexpected figure stood outside.
Petite, with a cane. Golden curly hair lightly hidden beneath a beret, her girlish charm was unmistakable.
"Iwanaga Kotoko?"
"Greetings."
Iwanaga Kotoko smiled politely and lifted the hem of her skirt. "I didn't expect the great devil-sama to remember me. What an honor."
Lynn rested his chin on his hand, smiling faintly. "What, are you here to request something from the devil?"
"No, no, no!"
Kotoko quickly waved her hands. She still vividly remembered what had happened to Isayama Yomi.
Afterward, she had specifically contacted Yomi to ask about it.
But Yomi remained tight-lipped and simply said she now belonged to Lord Lynn, refusing to say anything more.
Left with no choice, Kotoko had to give up.
Still…
They were both at Shuchiin now. Kotoko often inquired about Lynn and the Supernatural Investigation Club.
So…
"I'm here to file a request with the Supernatural Investigation Club!"
Lynn raised an eyebrow, smirking. She really knew how to seize opportunities.
But he didn't mind.
"Alright, let's hear it."
"Phew…"
Kotoko breathed a sigh of relief.
Despite being a devil, he was surprisingly easy to talk to.
She took a moment to scan the room, surprise flashing in her eyes.
Wasn't this supposed to be the harem club?
Where were all the beautiful girls?
She looked a little confused, but decided not to pry.
Instead…
She smiled. "Lord Lynn, you're really popular~"
Lynn raised an eyebrow. "Welcome…"
"Isn't that normal?"
"…"
Kotoko was speechless.
Yep, he was completely self-aware.
But…
She looked at his flawless face and sighed. "Hard to argue with that…"
If he weren't a devil, she probably would've fallen for him at first sight back when they met.
Kotoko shook off the thought and warned, "By the way, when I came over, I saw two hot blondes loitering outside the clubroom~"
She paused, then gave Lynn a teasing look. "Is the great Lynn-sama being hunted by women?"
"Just two ordinary people."
Lynn smiled and shook his head.
He had noticed them long ago.
But since they hadn't acted, he chose to ignore them.
"I see."
Kotoko nodded, sensing he had already grasped the situation.
With that, she dropped the topic.
She straightened up and began her formal request.
"Lord Lynn…"
"Have you ever heard of…"
"Hell Correspondence?"
(To be continued.)
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