I stepped into the attached bathroom and walked straight over to the washbasin, resting my hands against the porcelain. Turning the heavy brass tap, I watched the clear water flow out before cupping my hands and splashing it directly onto my face.
The icy sting helped scrub away the last lingering fog of sleep and the phantom exhaustion still clinging to my bones from going toe-to-toe with a monster.
I wiped the dripping water from my chin as I stood up straight and mentally pulled up my interface.
-Ding!
{
[Protocol: Asmodeus]
Name: Luca
Race: Royal Incubus
Life Force Remaining: 3 Months, 11 Days, 00:11:47
Affinities: Lust, Demon Fire
Level: 12 | EXP: 5,628 / 12,973
Stat Points: 6
Stats
STR: 4
AGI: 1
END: 2
DEX: 1
MP: 10 / 10
MP Regen: 1 MP/s
LCK: 10
Magic
Demon Fire Manifestation
Skills
Incubus's Scent (Passive): Scent arouses women. Potency scales dynamically with Host's own Arousal. Will create a feedback loop.
Lustful Touch (Active): Intentionally lustful touch with the Skill's activation in mind triggers intense pleasure and arousal in women. Potency scales with the Host's lust and the intentionality of the touch.
Life Siphon (Passive): Converts internal completion into Life Span and EXP. Scales with the Tier and Race of the target.
Lusty Nibbles: 7,894
Shop | Inventory
}
I didn't even flinch at the massive bump in my Life Span, EXP, and currency.
After all, Hana wasn't just some random tavern girl; she was a Tier Nine monster currently suppressed to a Perfected Stage Tier 5.
Add that to the fact that I had come inside her nineteen times last night, and that sudden increase was absolutely nothing to drop my jaw at.
I was actually more surprised I hadn't levelled up higher, but the scaling required for each new level was clearly getting steeper the further I went.
[Her Charm and stuff aside... the gains are massive... If I can farm this...] I gripped the edges of the porcelain basin tightly while the gears in my head started turning at full speed.
I stared directly at my own reflection in the mirror above the sink. The soft, relaxed expression I had in bed just a minute ago completely vanished as my blue eyes hardened, and that familiar, calculating glint flashed right back to life.
[I gotta own her...] My mind raced as I lay out the sheer scope of the opportunity sitting in the next room.
[I got an honest-to-god system, and it probably has something in that shop that'd lift her curse, or whatever it is she's dealing with. Once I own her, I can lift the curse, and I'd have a literal Tier Nine monster on a leash that I can also farm Life Span, EXP, and these Lusty Nibbles with.]
I leaned a little closer to the mirror.
[Not to mention, she is a half-demon too. She said so herself, she can teach me much about the demonic side of things and this world in general, along with how to actually use my Demon Fire.]
A wide, feral grin slowly began spreading across my face as my mind neatly laid out absolutely everything I stood to gain from her. It was the ultimate long-term investment.
Deciding to test my theory right then and there, I mentally navigated over to the System's shop interface and ran a quick, focused search for curse-removal and purification items. The blue screen flickered for a fraction of a second, sifting through an endless catalogue before dropping exactly what I was looking for.
-Ding!
{
Item: Tear of the Seraph (Legendary)
Description: A crystallized tear from a celestial being. Capable of completely purging any curse, suppression, or soul-binding affliction up to Tier 10.
Cost: 1,000,000 Lusty Nibbles
}
I let out a low whistle before dismissing the screen with a quick thought.
A million was undeniably steep. It was the kind of number that would make a normal person give up on the spot.
But considering I had just farmed nearly eight thousand off a single night with her, the math wasn't actually that bad. If I kept up a consistent pace, it was barely over a hundred days of grinding, assuming I just farmed her.
It gave me a very clear, very attainable goal to work toward.
With my roadmap set, I dumped my six free stat points MP, each stat point increasing my Mana Capacity by 5 points, bringing it to 40 MP. After all, I planned to head out to the Adventurer's Guild today, and MP gave me the most bang for my buck. Not to mention, I got Demon Fire Manifestation, literal magic sitting there, and I really wanted to see what I can with it.
I didn't bother grabbing a towel to dry off. I walked completely naked out of the bathroom with a renewed sense of purpose, fully expecting to find a naked, pouting kitsune waiting for me in the sheets.
Instead, I found the bed perfectly made with a neat pile of fresh clothes folded carefully on the corner of the mattress.
A petite human maid stood right beside the bed, keeping her hands rigidly clasped in front of her crisp black apron. She had neck-length black hair framing a pale face and wide violet eyes, which were currently doing their absolute best to maintain a respectful, professional level of eye contact with me.
And she was failing miserably.
A smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth as I looked around the empty room, noticing the distinct lack of fluffy golden tails. [Guess, she couldn't hold her pee anymore...]
I didn't feel an ounce of shame about my current state. Confident in my own body, I walked straight to the center of the room, letting the cool morning air hit my bare skin.
Before I could even speak, the petite maid offered a stiff, slightly jerky bow.
"M'lady had business to attend to, so she left," she blurted out with her voice pitching up nervously before quickly extending a trembling hand to offer me a folded slip of paper and a red metal medallion.
"M'lady asked me to pass this to you," she added while staring intensely at my collarbone.
Her breathing was noticeably quickening, her chest rising and falling in rapid, shallow hitches as a heavy blush crawled all the way up her neck and her cheeks.
The windows might have been letting in fresh morning air, but my passive scent was still lingering throughout the room from the absolute marathon Hana ran, and the poor maid was soaking it all straight into her lungs.
I casually took the note and the medallion from her trembling fingers. The blood red surface of the metal depicted a massive nine-tailed fox perched atop a mountain that looked suspiciously like a tiny mound beneath its large body.
Flipping the paper open with my thumb, I found a street address scrawled in elegant, looping handwriting with a simple message at the bottom.
Looking forward to seeing you there.
I raised a single eyebrow as I read it, easily feeling the maid's violet eyes drop down to take in the visuals. Her gaze roamed hungrily across my chest and stomach before getting completely stuck on the main attraction between my legs.
Folding the note back up, I tossed both it and the red medallion onto the freshly made bed before looking right back at her flushed face.
I caught her staring dead at my dick and let out a dry chuckle. "Anything else?"
She flinched violently, quickly shaking her head while sucking in a ragged breath. She shifted nervously from her left foot to her right, her thighs pressing tightly together under the black fabric of her uniform.
"I... I will now take my leave," she stammered in a breathless rush.
She spun around quickly, her maid skirt swishing as she practically speed-walked toward the door to make her escape.
"Say..." my voice cut softly.
She stopped dead in her tracks before stiffly turning back around. I was already sitting casually on the edge of the mattress, leaning back comfortably on both my hands with one ankle crossed lazily over my knee.
I let a slow, lazy smile spread across my face as I looked her up and down. "What's your tier?"
She visibly swallowed hard, her violet eyes blown wide as she answered in a strained, husky whisper. "Three... Tier three, mid-stage."
And I felt my smile widen into a feral grin as I tilted my head to the side. "Well... come here and get on your knees then."