“Ha… hah…”
Katy leaned against the wall, her vision blurring as the world spun before her eyes.
She was confused.
The last time the Demon Lord had given her that restraint containing the power of a Calamity Pillar, she felt as if she had swallowed a ball of fire; the heat had been unsettling.
But now, this sensation was ten times stronger than before.
Her mouth was parched, her vision refused to focus, and her brain felt as if it were being boiled at a high temperature.
The blood in her body seemed to defy biological laws, no longer flowing to her limbs but instead frantically converging toward a single specific location.
The girl’s gaze uncontrollably drifted downward.
Realizing something was wrong, she quickly bit the soft flesh inside her mouth, using the pain to force herself to stay conscious for a little longer.
‘Lord Demon King shouldn’t be from the branch of the Demon Race where the males turn into Nightmares and have… unique dietary preferences, right? But no matter how I look at it, these symptoms feel like I’m in heat!’
Her golden hair trembled slightly.
She bit her lower lip, trying to concentrate and suppress the sudden, overbearing impulse.
‘I am a dignified Great Demon, a Calamity Pillar! How could I lose to such low-level desires?’
While cheering herself on, Katy sat down on the long table in the living room.
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“Guh, it must be because of those hallucinations I just saw!”
When she had collapsed on the floor earlier, Katy’s consciousness had become hazy.
She felt as if she had been transported to a place where time and space differed from her current timeline.
‘Was it another possible timeline like the one with Tyrant Grey? Lord Demon King’s sense of humor is truly…’
Shipping them was one thing, but why was she so obsessed with shipping Grey and her?
There were plenty of perverts in the Demon Race who enjoyed tormenting human Heroes, and each one played dirtier than the last—if it weren’t for the apparent reproductive isolation between humans and demons, Noctiluca truly believed there would be a significant number of half-demon tribes in human society.
The fetishes of her colleagues were bizarre and varied, ranging from NTR to pure love, and from furries to mecha.
Compared to them, Katy felt that she and Grey didn’t really have many “shipping points.”
So what if she used to be the nemesis he hated with a passion, and now she had to stay by his side as a beautiful Angel girl to save him?
Where was the appeal in that?
In the vision, Katy looked at the incredible scene before her, and a terrifying thought took root in her mind.
‘Lord Demon King’s fetish system… it couldn’t possibly include forced love or monster-tentacle stuff, right?’
No one answered Katy’s question, and she didn’t want anyone to pop up and answer it at a time like this.
If the Demon Lord suddenly appeared and enthusiastically explained her fetishes, Katy would probably be scared enough to cut ties with her Demon Race heritage on the spot.
‘Give me a break. The human Goddess is essentially a lazy dog, the King of the Demon Race is a closet pervert of an old woman, and I’ve been chosen by both of them? Am I some kind of chosen one of Tzeentch mixed with Slaanesh? I’d rather Remake back to Earth sooner.’
“Eek—tsk, why does the empathy from that moment feel like it’s coming back just by thinking about it…”
Katy took a deep breath.
She had to admit that the blonde-haired, blue-eyed demon girl who had fallen into Tyrant Grey’s clutches in that future vision looked like she was enjoying herself far too much.
Her logic and sense of shame had likely been tossed to the back of her mind.
‘Although it feels like I would obtain an astronomical amount of decadent pleasure in a future like that, I don’t want that kind of thing!’
Terrible memories continued to surface from the depths of Katy’s dazed mind.
Like a catalyst, they made the sensitivity of her body become increasingly intense.
Before she knew it, the heat that had been somewhat manageable for the girl rapidly rose, reaching a point where it was about to burst through the floodgates.
“If I had known, I wouldn’t have thought about it—gu-uuuh!”
Before she could finish her gritted-teeth complaint, a sudden knock on the door made her jerk in fright.
Her entire body trembled as a pathetic whimper escaped the corner of her mouth.
‘Which blind fool is coming at a time like this! Are they trying to trigger my Special CG! Even if it’s Grey, there’s no way I’m giving it to him!’
‘Only those galgames have that kind of “lucky lecher” trope where a dense male protagonist pushes the door open and stumbles upon a beautiful girl at her most vulnerable! Kala Online doesn’t have this kind of plot!’
Katy bit her lip indignantly and decided to use the precious skill she had learned from the mobile game company in her past life—playing dead.
‘As long as I don’t make a sound, the person outside will think I’m not home! Once this tactless fellow leaves, I will continue my arduous struggle against the Greater Demon of Slaanesh!’
As for whether the result of that intense struggle would be victory or defeat, she would set that aside for now!
“Miss Katy, are you in there? I can hear some heavy breathing inside.”
The confused voice of a young man came from outside the door, and Katy’s body jerked as if hit by an electric shock.
‘No way, man! Why is it really this guy outside! Did my words just become a prophecy? Is this really turning into a galgame plot—’
‘No, no, I’m not some galgame heroine. And even if I were, that trash Hero outside couldn’t possibly be my male lead!’
The girl instinctively turned her head in a panic to look at herself in the mirror.
The mirror reflected her disheveled and miserable appearance.
The pleated hem of her nun-style nightgown was currently wrinkled and pushed up to her waist, revealing a large expanse of pinkish skin.
Her chest heaved violently from her heavy breathing, and crystalline beads of sweat slowly rolled down her golden hair.
Her gaze moved up until she met her own eyes in the mirror.
Katy found that her normally clear blue eyes were now shrouded in a hazy mist of tears, and the corners of her eyes were flushed red.
‘There is a 1,000% chance I cannot open the door for that guy right now!’
As a man at heart, Katy naturally understood how repressed a 20-year-old Xiao Chunan like Grey could be.
If you put an exquisitely beautiful, blonde-haired loli-mama in front of him, sweating and half-dressed, what happened next wouldn’t be a question, but a statement.
“Wa-wait, Mr. Grey!”
She hurriedly jumped down from the table.
However, the sensitivity of this body had become much higher under the impact of the Demon Lord’s pure Mana.
With the accumulated Mana failing to find a release, the mere impact of landing made the girl’s legs go weak.
She almost collapsed into a duck sit on the floor.
“Kyaaa!”
“Is it inconvenient?”
Grey paused outside the door, then said considerately, “It’s fine. Did you just wake up, Miss Katy? Your breathing sounds so rushed; did you have a nightmare?”
“I might have to leave immediately. The Church sent an emergency transfer order, requiring me and some former teammates to form a temporary squad to subjugate the Third Labyrinth. I have to go prepare my equipment and items right away. Before I go…”
“…Right now, it’s not a good time!”
“I thought I should at least let you know, Captain, so you wouldn’t worry…”
Listening to Grey’s gentle farewell, the defensive line Katy had managed to build with great difficulty instantly crumbled again.
Subjugating the Third Labyrinth?
Wasn’t that going to fight that bastard Mammon?
She didn’t know if her emotions were being influenced by the surging Mana that was being suppressed by the Sigil on her lower abdomen, but a strong sense of panic rose in her heart.
She didn’t want the man outside to leave her side; she didn’t want to be left alone again.
This fear even overwhelmed the rational thought from a few seconds ago that told her she shouldn’t open the door under any circumstances.
“Mr. Grey, I… could you…”
“But since it’s inconvenient for you, I’ll just talk through the door. There’s actually no need to worry about me. The Church will make full preparations and even gave us each a very generous budget. So, you just need to treat this as a break for the Black Crow Squad—Miss Katy?”
Click.
The sound of the door lock opening interrupted Grey’s nervous babbling.
He instinctively took it as a signal from Katy to enter and reached out to pull the door open.
In the next second, the young man’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.
The living room was incredibly dark because the curtains were tightly drawn, lit only by a single, flickering Mana Lamp.
The girl, leaning against the corner of the table to barely stay upright, had one shoulder exposed.
Sweat slid down her slender neck, and her legs were trembling violently beneath her skirt.
Her entire being radiated a sweet fragrance so intense it was suffocating.
“Ca-Captain, you… why are you dressed like that!?”
Facing this never-before-seen masterpiece, Grey’s brain instantly stalled due to the sudden rise in temperature and the rush of blood.
However, before he could react, the girl—with tears in her eyes—threw herself recklessly into his arms.
“Mr. Grey… uuu… don’t leave me!”
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