“…Hmm!?”
“What’s wrong? Why such a big reaction?”
Ai Yue slowly sat up. The Charming Aura she emitted, combined with her well-proportioned body, was enough to make anyone’s blood boil.
“Could it be that you can’t hold out any longer?”
As she spoke, pink heart-shaped lights flickered in Ai Yue’s eyes as she licked her lips. The Lolita Dress she had previously created using Polymorph had disappeared, leaving only her original Succubus Raiment. However, those Black Gloves, which stood in stark contrast to her body and outfit, remained, as if they were meant to be bitten off and held in her mouth right now.
“I’m so sleepy… I can’t go on…”
“You’re done already? That’s so pathetic~”
With a playful expression, Ai Yue circled her slender, onion-like fingers over the belly of the person beneath her. At the same time, she leaned her mouth close to the girl’s ear, whispering at a distance where even her breath gently brushed against the ear.
Under such a multi-layered assault, the young girl’s defenses completely crumbled.
“Please… please be gentle, Master Ai Yue…”
“…Hmm? Master Ai Yue?”
Hearing that title, Ai Yue seemed to regain a bit of her sanity. Simultaneously, the appearance of the girl beneath her gradually became clear.
Gray hair, pink pupils, and a pitiful look. Aside from her body no longer being a little girl’s but that of a mature woman, she looked exactly like Bululu!
“What is going on — ha!”
Ai Yue snapped her eyes open. What met her gaze was a room with a low-key but luxurious interior — an elegant design that didn’t feel foreign or distant, but rather very comfortable.
‘It… it was a dream…’
Looking at this room that she had personally put all her effort into designing, which was now her actual room, Ai Yue gradually realized what had happened.
“By the way, my neck hurts…”
Feeling a pain similar to waking up with one’s head tilted on a chair, the sleepy Ai Yue was now completely wide awake.
Then she discovered she was lying on the bed in a very strange position. To be precise, her upper body was lying flat while her lower body was kneeling, her buttocks poked up in an utterly defenseless manner.
But more than this position, which could happen just by sleeping, she was more concerned about her current attire.
She remembered using Polymorph to change into a normal set of pajamas last night, but why was she back in the default Succubus Raiment now? Even more strange was that her hand wasn’t lying naturally on the bed when she woke up. Instead, it was clamped between her thighs, palm facing upward as she gripped her clothes. For some reason, she felt like her hand was a bit damp.
It seemed the sleeping posture of this body was too poor. Combined with the hot weather, she must have unconsciously taken off her clothes while sleeping, or perhaps her subconscious had deactivated the skill. Then her hand had just happened to press tightly against her body, preventing the sweat from evaporating.
‘Yes, that must be it.’
Although they say lust drives human progress, she wasn’t someone who only thought about such things. So, it was definitely not that.
Just then, the door to the room opened.
“Master Ai Yue, are you awake…?”
“Hmm!?”
Hearing that familiar voice, Ai Yue’s entire body jerked in a reflexive twitch.
The two girls looked at each other and fell into silence.
For Ai Yue, although this was the second time and she already knew Bululu was an adult and not actually a child, being seen in this outfit was still quite embarrassing.
For Bululu, however, seeing Ai Yue sitting on the bed in such seductive clothing was practically an invitation for someone to charge in!
Don’t think she was only eight years old. Goblins grew quite rapidly both physically and mentally, and she had already studied similar things long ago.
However, shouldn’t this kind of matter be a subordinate’s job?
“…What is it, Bululu?”
Stare…
For some reason, Ai Yue could clearly feel that Bululu’s gaze toward her seemed to carry a hint of reproach.
“It’s nothing.”
Bululu turned her face away, trying to shift her attention from Ai Yue. To anyone else, however, it looked like she was sulking.
This wouldn’t do. Other subordinates were one thing, but Bululu was Ai Yue’s personal maid. If something went wrong, all sorts of her information could leak out, or she might even be backstabbed!
At the very least, she had to make Bululu stop being angry.
But how should she do it?
She was just a game nerd, an ultimate shut-in bordering on social phobia… girl. Naturally, she had zero experience in soothing an angry girl.
‘Fine, I’ll just wing it and hope for the best. Believe in myself!’
“Is it because I petted you too hard yesterday?”
Yesterday, because Ai Yue had witnessed a scene of intense mental pollution, she had chosen to use Bululu for healing to remove that abnormal status. Specifically, she had let Bululu rest her head on her lap while she petted her head to her heart’s content, just like petting a cat.
It had to be said that as expected of a Mutant, Bululu felt more like a kitten than a Goblin. The pair of triangular horns on her head, which almost blended in with her hair, were unexpectedly soft rather than hard like traditional horns. For a moment, it had even reminded Ai Yue of the feeling of petting cats in a cat café.
If those horns also had a fluffy texture, there would truly be no difference from a cat.
More importantly, there was Bululu’s reaction at the time. Every time Ai Yue touched a different spot, Bululu would react differently, even letting out a purring sound just like a cat.
It was so healing that Ai Yue couldn’t help herself and spent the whole day petting her.
‘Maybe I went overboard?’ Bululu was angry because of that.
Contrary to her expectations, however, Bululu glanced at Ai Yue and said, “I don’t hate it…”
To Bululu, Ai Yue was her master and the existence she had resolved to dedicate everything to. Moreover, Ai Yue’s petting technique was highly skilled — it was as addictive as catnip to a cat.
With this thought, Bululu subconsciously moved a bit closer to Ai Yue. Seeing this movement, Ai Yue understood immediately.
Then, a sense of playfulness took over her heart.
“Heh, you look unhappy, but your body is being quite honest. I must punish you for your rude behavior just now.”
“Eh?”
Repeating the same action as yesterday, Bululu was pulled onto Ai Yue’s lap. Only this time, Ai Yue wasn’t wearing her usual Lolita Dress but only her Succubus Raiment.
‘So soft, so comfortable, and so fragrant…’ That was the first thought that popped into Bululu’s head when her face pressed against Ai Yue’s thigh, which was wrapped in a layer of white silk.
Ai Yue’s caresses followed these thoughts. Under the stimulation of multiple sensations, Bululu’s brain overloaded, steam rose from her head, and she finally short-circuited completely.