"And did he at least admit to anything?" She asked the psychopath smiling at her. He seemed absolutely rejuvenated after spending the last couple of hours teaching a few guards how to butcher a live demon. Without even using one of the torture rooms with privacy wards.

"Several minor crimes, a few minor connections to illegal operations and half a lifetime of tax embezzling." Aki chuckled, though she didn't know what exactly brought him the joy.

Either way, it was not like she could or would try to punish him. The man did confess to more than enough to be seized and to have his family investigated, while the stirring of the nobles was more than just a bit useful when they could just slap the fool that was caught with being an unwitting cooperator of the traitor.

At the same time it did make her more work, what with the need to create the discourse to properly frame this seemingly out of nowhere capture and torture, nevermind that there were several people she would have to stop from improperly accusing each other personally.

Then she needed to remember that despite how much he had distorted her orders, Aki had both asked for permission before executing his madness, and more importantly, brought back results with it.

The increase in pressure over such a great amount of notable figures was reaching dangerous levels, true, but time was passing and their ruse seemed to be working, especially now that they had 'reaffirmed' their new hero's strength.

Planning on how to entrap smart people was honestly a pain, but even if the one who gave the order was not able to see the bait laid before them or was not pointed at it, they could very well still decide to change targets to one of the dukes coming to actually get something out of this failed mission and end up giving themselves to their trap anyway.

Now that she knew about them however, she'd make sure to work Kirian to the bone to get to the bottom of this even if nothing else was to be learned about this whole incident.

There was no need for anyone to tell her she wasn't in her right mind like Aki kept doing though, as she knew for a fact that her wrath was the result of experiencing an attack so soon after she tried to confront her bloodline. A certain someone's words had certainly not helped, but she did get a new target to massacre now, and for once, being compared to her sisters was useful.

Really, she'd never been a normal baby, or a normal toddler, or a normal kid, or a normal princess, or a normal succubus… and It honestly felt good to just let herself be angry about something for once. Especially over something she could use!

If she managed to reach a decent amount of progress with this traitor business before her stepmother's agents reached the city, they would be forced to recognize her merit and maybe she could even elevate herself in her family's eyes!

No more babeing, no more being left behind during an emergency, no more being left out of meetings because she wasn't experienced enough to hold her ground or her tongue.

And for that, all she had to do now was to call up a prostitute.

……………..

Despite waiting on the premier masseur of the city in a romantic and specialized room, Aki was not happy right now. Excitement at the possible ministrations aside, the man was a lust demon with an extensive family history of taking advantage of their natural talents for business.

Which was right about enough for fear to overwhelm the horny.

While he intellectually understood that such techniques would hardly make the current him any more vulnerable than he would normally be during intercourse or any foreplay, the thought of being manipulated like that, even if intentionally, seemed that much worse considering his recent experiences with the negative resistances he obtained due to his skewered trait.

Namely, when he had been with Mina it had taken five times before he even started to go soft, which despite his increased vitality, was very much so not a healthy bodily reaction or something he had been forcing to happen. Were he not reinforcing his body through the whole thing, he would have simply remained gleefully serving her even as his bones broke and he was forced to puppeteer his body through magic, going until on and on until he was out of potions and collapsed from either mana exhaustion or succumbed to internal injuries.

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Similarly, he had practically painted the butchery red with that rapist’s blood, roof and all, and would have likely had him breed with at least a few stallions of the lord if he wasn’t constantly reminded that doing so would be both a crime and an insult to the Count. He had instead resorted to some metal and heat manipulation to show him a not so good time in the end, but due to his constant ministrations and his own vitality, the demon-kin had even survived the process.

Admittedly those actions were entirely within his normal modus operandi, but the lack of control he had displayed was simply not something he was okay with. Be it the trait or his own fraying mind, it didn’t really matter what was the cause for it when the solution was still the same, but he did need to abstain from certain extremes so as to avoid regrets.

So it was very unsatisfying to be only a few feet from such a master of the arts of pleasure and still only talk about work. Seriously, even a few weeks ago it wasn’t so bad. He would normally be perfectly capable of extinguishing any thoughts originating from his nether regions upon identifying someone as an enemy or even possible enemy, but after Mina… Yeah, the mental impact was probably why his capabilities of using Beauty mana were now up to snuff, but the damn did he regret needing to even make such a weird sacrifice in such a weird ritual.

And so he just sat there, wearing his best while keeping a polite smile, sometimes brushing his perfectly still hair and drinking tea as he ceaselessly thought how to use the massage bed and how he could be used while on it. Were he not capable of controlling his blood flow at this point, he’d feel like a teen waiting to talk to that one pretty teacher all over again, if with less sweaty palms as his current body didn’t seem to particularly care about regulating it’s temperature outside of extreme moments.

If only it was as weird in it’s requirements when receiving damage…

And right then there was a knock on the door, a maid announcing his guest’s presence. He got up and opened the door himself, seeing the green skinned demoness blushing furiously as she tried not to look at the piece of…

‘Be objective. He is well built, short in stature and has a piercing gaze. No horns, but his tail is extra long and rubbery. Clearly experienced and flexible beyond what is natural. It is better to assume he is also equipped with suppressors and boosters despite his light clothing and apparent lack of weaponry. None of his articles appears to be a dimensional artifact at least, but it is also possible one of his light tattoos is a link to a small sub-space, and his makeup is clearly made of several different materials I do not know, so the chance of them being mana reactive toxins is there.’

And of course, he was hot, cute and beautiful, androgynous and at around 1,65-1,67 meters tall, dressed both provocatively and appropriately for noble company.

"Good afternoon noble sir, may I come in?" He said with a velvety voice that could probably both groan and scream delightfully.

"Yes, please come. There are some specifications I would like to speak of before we begin." He said with a welcoming smile as the man entered and he closed the door slowly, giving himself and the staring maid a bit of time. 'Is this what DTF feels like? Damn me, this is embarrassing.'

Even as he blamed his newly strengthened desires however, Aki did remind himself that the people in his new reality were simply that much better looking than he was used to due to the presence of higher amounts of mana in everything, and that really helped mold the body into the proportions the minds envisioned, nevermind that this was a high class sex professional, someone whose equal on earth would also floor him, nevermind that he would never be able to get anywhere close to such people.

"About those specifications…" Questioned the man as he had just stood there at the door and stared.

"Uh, I thought to wait until no one was around because some people have complained that I am rather loud, but if they won't go away then I won't be polite. Excuse me for a moment." Walking towards the windows, Aki turned the wards and lights on while closing the curtains one by one as he held a grin of anticipation.

"I must say, I did not expect a spirit to anticipate my services like this." Coquettishly comentended the demon kin as he leaned upon the massage table by the elbows, lazily watching his actions.

“Why, there is no need to sell yourself short. You both look and feel like a man, while your skill remains uncontested.” He exalted after closing the last window. Finally turning around completely, he gave him an even bigger smile.

“Is that why you have not turned your gaze away even once then?" Clearly the demon kin was also excited. As he bit his lower lip and eyed his figure.

'If I add a sway to my gait, will that make me seem more or less interesting?' He couldn't help but wonder, doing it anyway before the question could be pondered.

"Of course. I would remiss to give a spy of such renown even a moment away from my gaze, especially when your allegiances lay unknown as of these days. Honestly, I would normally say that I'd prefer if you decide to do this the hard way, but for you, it is incredibly hard to tell which would excite me more." For once, Aki felt comfortable with his smile. Those were rare before, but even more so now, and he couldn't help but truly be happy. Moments like this were most certainly worth living.