"..." Lin stared at Vil-V. After a long time, he exhaled a breath. "If what you say is true... then... fine."
"However, given your performance just now and your reluctant answer... I've changed my mind."
Vil-V suddenly shifted her tone with a playful, wicked grin. She went to the meal slot, tapped the screen, and a bottle of mineral water dropped out. She strolled past Lin and sat back on the bed.
She unscrewed the cap but didn't drink. Under Lin shocked gaze, she tilted the bottle...
Splash... The clear water poured over her greyish collar, flowing into the white, soft cleft, soaking her waist vest and seeping through the cutouts, leaving faint trails on her skin before flowing into her hot pants.
With half a bottle left, she lifted her right leg and poured it into her boot. The sound of sloshing water accompanied her low chuckle and the sound of Lin swallowing...
Tossing the empty bottle, Vil-V tilted her head with a mischievous grin. Her vivid hair swayed. She pulled down her collar with one hand, revealing a deep curve and a hint of...
"Lin, I'm giving you a chance. If you lick every drop of water off me, you can do whatever you want. Any Vil-V you want can accompany you..."
Seductive words spilled from her red lips. "But if you refuse, you'll have to complete those hundred goals yourself~ Don't worry, I'll respect your choice. You won't see a single inch of my skin the whole time. Even the scent, I won't let you smell it~"
"So, what's your answer?"
Her pink-white eyes stared at the silent Lin.
...
"Mmm! Sl-Slower... Lin... Clearly... the Evil did it... you..."
The girl covered half her face, a flush covering her skin. In the midst of the intense contact, she couldn't even control the saliva trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"Weren't you acting tough just now? Calling me a 'small fry'?" Lin pressed her waist down and bit her lip. "Why are you begging for mercy now?"
"It... it's the Evil... I, I didn't... she... she couldn't... endure it..."
Vil-V was becoming incoherent under the relentless waves. She had done so much "homework," but in actual combat, she could barely maintain her sanity.
"Phew..." Lin gave a start and shook his head. "Hmph... You said it yourselves, you're all 'Vil-V,' Specialist."
"Y-You... how did you tell?"
The Specialist had tried her best to pretend to be The Conductor, but Lin had recognized her instantly. Her face was full of disbelief.
"Because only your personality would choose such a conservative position... hmph..." Lin reached under her arms and pulled her into his embrace, whispering into her ear, "Let me teach you some more fun ones... know what the 'Lotus Position' is?"
"N-No... Mmm—"
...
"Wait, Scholar, don't squeeze me... Conductor, your technique is as flashy and hollow as a falling meteor... Don't act like you're so experienced."
Lin found this scene very interesting every time. Two different expressions alternated on Vil-V face as she argued with herself. This time, she was switching personalities during the act; the novelty was on another level.
Every personality had different preferences. The Conductor was more receptive and loved Lin touching her sensitive spots. The Scholar's expression was colder, but her body was more honest. The Magician loved exaggerated and deep methods. The Chef stayed tense. Even their sensitivity was different. Every switch was a brand new experience.
In other words, it was the pleasure of doing it with many people at once.
"Lin, you decide who it is this time. Scholar has gone three times already; it's my turn." The girl sitting on Lin stomach muttered, chin in hand. It seemed it was The Conductor. "Putting me and the Evil in front during the ranking was unfair; once everyone got used to it, they all started fighting to come out."
Flip. Lin didn't answer. He rolled over and grabbed Vil-V legs.
"Eh? Th-This position is a bit too bold, Lin?"
"Aren't you recording? So you can enjoy it again later?" Lin pointed at the massive screen recording everything in real-time. "Then it has to be exciting. You're the leader of them, right? This whole idea was probably yours, so you get special treatment."
"Waaaa!" The scream was soon replaced by low, romantic moans.
...
"Detecting attack on unit. Please cease."
Lin stood off the bed, resting his upper body on Vil-V back as she knelt facing away. Hearing her mechanical warning, he didn't stop, but instead grabbed her two hair-bunches.
Thud! The bed shook and shifted. Vil-V was too weak to move, but when she tried to lie down, Lin held her hair.
"Beep—Attack detected. Pl-Pl-Please stop i-immediately!"
"Beep—Attack intensity increasing... High heat energy detected... leaking, system functions stalled..."
"Energy injection... physical performance enhanced..."
...
"Please... do not stop."
...
"Wait, who are you now?"
Vil-V movements suddenly became much more innocent. Lin realized this was a personality he had never met—the last of the eight. Her eyes held a gentleness different from the others.
"I... am the Vil-V meeting you for the first time."
The Original Vil-V.
"Lin, we made a promise back then. We'd have babies when we grew up." Her slender fingers stroked his face. Amidst the scattered clothes, her body was covered in the marks of intense contact, like blooming roses. She closed her eyes shyly. "I-If possible, please be a bit... gentle with me."
Their breathing grew heavy as they drew close, followed by even more chaotic rhythms.
Finally, The Evil reappeared. Seeing Lin exhaustion after the long battle, she pinned him down, laughing wildly: "Is that all? I'm not satisfied yet, small fry~"
"Of course not. I was waiting for you."
"Huh?"
Lin eyes sparked. Vil-V cried out as she was flipped over and pinned against the big screen.
"It's... very clear, isn't it..." Lin leaned into the scent of hormones, holding her waist.
She looked at her own enamored face on the screen, her body flushed as if it could drip water, the room full of their traces. In Lin heat, she melted.
Splash. Lin took a sip of water and poured it over Vil-V smooth back. It flowed down her curves, through the valley, to the deepest point.
"Oh... the water spilled. Want me to lick it clean for you?" He leaned down, close to her...
The heat hit her back in waves. The tingling pleasure assaulted her brain. Vil-V thought of nothing, letting out a chaotic, blissful smile.
Neither cared about the "100" count that had long since disappeared from the screen.