Chess is often associated with intelligence because it demands planning, pattern recognition, and the ability to think several moves ahead. Over time, this reputation evolved into a common belief that anyone who plays chess is smart, even though the game itself relies more on practice and strategy than innate intelligence.
A clear example was the crimson-haired woman playing chess right now.
"You have improved, Akeno," Rias said as she moved her piece, watching Akeno's troubled expression.
She was anything but intelligent or smart. In reality, she was far more impulsive and reckless than most people.
The Evil Pieces and the Rating Games were created based on chess, which sparked widespread interest among devils, especially within the noble houses.
"Haa! I want to see darling right now!" Irina groaned as she leaned against the sofa, staring at the ceiling.
As the Rating Game between Sona and Rias was about to begin, both peerages were making their preparations. However, Yusuke had not come to the Underworld with them. Instead, he was somewhere else with the other women. According to him, he wanted to explore the Underworld with them, and he was also afraid of accidentally creating another yandere.
"Woah, Asia, I didn't know you were so skilled at drawing!"
Xenovia's loud exclamation drew the attention of all the women. When they looked over, they saw Asia holding a pencil and drawing on a sheet of white paper.
On it was a remarkably realistic portrait of Yusuke. He was staring off to the side with a calm expression, his face neutral and composed. Yet within those eyes was a depth that seemed almost alive, as though one could glimpse the intense affection hidden beneath the surface.
Just looking into his eyes was enough to make the busty blue-haired tomboy feel wet between her legs.
"I am not really that good. I only started learning recently, hehe."
Asia instinctively tried to hide the drawing, feeling embarrassed. She let out a shy laugh before continuing, "I always think about Yusuke-sama, so to alleviate my longing, I started drawing his image. Surprisingly, it makes me feel calmer."
"No, you are very talented at this, Asia." Akeno and Rias abandoned their chess game and gathered around her. Rias gently patted Asia's head as she spoke in a warm tone, "I am sure Yusuke will love it when he sees it."
Although Asia sometimes hid a surprisingly nasty and sinister side beneath her sweet exterior, there was one strange thing about her. She grew on people very easily. Almost every woman around her felt the urge to protect her and shower her with affection.
Well, with the exception of Katerea. That woman nearly pissed herself every time she saw Asia.
"Rias-oneesama, really?" Asia's green eyes sparkled.
"Mmm, I am sure of it!" Rias nodded before turning to the other two Church girls. "Have you adapted to your new identities yet?"
A couple of days ago, Rias had performed the reincarnation ceremony and turned the three girls into members of her peerage.
"I thought I would feel a bit strange, but I actually don't feel much difference compared to when I was human. Well, except that I have wings and can see better at night," Xenovia replied as she touched the pair of bat-like wings sprouting from her back.
"Haah! I wonder what Yu-sama is doing right now?" Aika muttered under her breath. Then, without warning, she stood up and headed toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Murayama asked.
"Do some solo play. Want to cum together?" Aika wiggled her index and middle finger with a perverted grin.
"Hopeless pervert," Murayama facepalmed, but she still got up and followed her. The two of them left the room together.
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Pla! Pla! Pla!
"Aaahhn♡♡! Yusuke♡! Fuuuuck~♡! Your cock is so fucking deep inside me! Haaahn♡! It's splitting my pussy apart♡♡♡!" Eleonora wailed shamelessly, her loud, slutty moans echoing through the toilet stall like a yandere bitch in heat.
Which she was.
Pla! Pla! Pla! Pla!
The obscene, wet slapping of flesh against flesh grew louder and wetter as Yusuke pinned the mature milf against the stall door, pounding her dripping cunt with brutal force. Her hot, sloppy milf pussy was absolutely drenched, juices running down her thighs as her greedy inner walls clenched and spasmed around his thick, veiny cock.
Every savage thrust made her soft folds stretch obscenely wide, sucking him in deeper like a hungry whore's hole desperate for his cum.
Her tits bounced wildly with each impact, nipples hard, while her pussy gushed and squelched noisily around him, coating his balls in her sticky lewd nectar.
"Haaah♡! Yes♡♡! Right fucking there~♡! Ahn♡! You're hammering my womb! Haaahn♡! Fuck! Yes! pound my womb harder, Yusuke♡♡!" Eleonora clung to him with her arms and legs wrapped tightly around his body. Her thick, soft thighs gripped his waist as she pulled him in deeper, her massive tits squishing and bouncing wildly against his chest with every violent slam of his hips.
Her hard nipples rubbed against his skin as her whole body jolted from the force of his thrusts.
Her face was flushed a deep, shameful crimson, sweat pouring down her temples and neck. Her luxurious red dress was completely disheveled, the fabric torn down and hanging loosely off one shoulder, exposing most of her tits.
Strands of her golden blonde hair stuck messily to her sweaty cheeks as her eyes rolled back in ecstasy, with drool leaking from the corner of her open mouth, dripping down her chin.
Her red high heels were barely clinging to her feet, which were wrapped in torn red fishnet stockings riddled with multiple holes, especially around her thick thighs. The shredded red lacy thong dangled uselessly from one ankle, swinging and bouncing lightly with every thrust of Yusuke's cock slamming into her pussy.
Pa!
"Is this what you wanted, you thirsty fucking slut?" Yusuke growled, pressing his forehead against hers, their lips brushing as he whispered hotly against her mouth. Their hot, ragged breaths mixed together while he spanked her fat ass, the sharp smack echoing in the stall.
"Couldn't even wait till we got home, huh? You dragged me into this restaurant toilet just to get your slutty cunt fucked like a cheap whore?"
Pa!
He gave her ass another firm slap, gripping her soft meat. "Where is your self-control? Is your brain only capable of thinking about getting stuffed full of my cock?"
When Yusuke returned to the Underworld, every single woman in his harem suddenly insisted that he take Eleonora out on a date. It left him somewhat confused. It was incredibly rare for all his girls to agree on one thing, especially something that involved him spending exclusive time with just one of them.
Normally, if any woman wanted a date, the others would immediately pester him to tag along or demand that he promise to take them out right after.
Even so, Yusuke agreed without hesitation. Why would he refuse to take his own lovely, luxurious milf on a date? She was his woman. Of course, he would do whatever he could to make her happy.
"Aaahhh♡! Yes! I'm your whore♡! Your dirty, cock-hungry milf whore♡!" Eleonora moaned even louder, her voice filled with pure slutty desperation. "Spank me more! Haaahn♡! Fuck me harder, please! Wreck my slutty cunt, Yusuke-samaaa♡!"
Her voluptuous body trembled violently with shame and overwhelming pleasure as she clung to him. The thrilling fear that someone might walk into the bathroom at any second and hear her shameless moans only made her tighter.
Her greedy inner walls convulsed and squeezed around his cock like a hungry vice, milking him eagerly with every thrust.
Pla! Pla! Pla!
"Shit! Your pussy is getting even tighter! You are getting turned on by this?" Yusuke growled as he gripped her neck with one hand and choked her firmly. He pounded her faster, slamming his fat cock deep inside her. "Fuck, I didn't know I was dating such a shameless exhibitionist!"
He kept ruthlessly stretching her mature cunt wide open with every brutal thrust, his hips smacking loudly against her ass.
"Haahn♡♡!! Haannn~♡!!" Eleonora's eyes widened before rolling completely back, showing almost nothing but white as her face twisted into a full ahegao expression. A flood of her warm love juices squirted out around his cock and ran shamelessly down her thighs, splattering onto the bathroom floor.
Being manhandled so roughly like this, combined with the constant risk of someone walking in and catching her getting fucked, made the pleasure magnified ten times harder. Her mind melted as her body shook uncontrollably with ecstasy.
Clack!
Suddenly, they heard the bathroom door open. Two women walked in, chatting casually.
"She sent him a picture with the caption, 'Step-bro, I am stuck in the washing machine.'"
"The audacity! What did you do?!"
"When I confronted her, she shamelessly said, 'It's not like we're blood-related!'"
Hearing the voice of the two women outside, Eleonora's eyes widened in panic, but her pussy only squeezed harder around him.
"Shh... quiet, slut," Yusuke whispered harshly as he covered her mouth with his hand and continued thrusting. "You don't want them to hear what a loud whore you are, do you?"
"Mmmph~! Mmmph~!" Eleonora shook her head desperately, tears running down her cheeks. Her muffled moans vibrated against his palm as he kept fucking her.
"Slut! That bastard is at fault too. He should've cut her off a long time ago!"
"It's not Chad's fault. He's just too kind. That slut keeps taking advantage of him."
"Dafuq? Are you serious?!"
The two women continued their conversation, completely unaware that two people were having sex right next to them.
Eleonora's heart raced wildly. The thrill pushed her over the edge again. Her pussy spasmed violently as she cum hard, squirting around his cock. More of her love juice kept on spraying out and dripping down beneath the door.
"Wait, what is that?" Suddenly, the woman being cuckolded by her boyfriend's step-sister stared at the floor. A shiny trail of clear, sticky liquid was slowly dripping from under the occupied stall door, forming a small puddle near her heels.
She stepped closer, tilting her head. Now she could hear it, a faint, wet rhythmic slapping sound mixed with muffled, breathy moans.
"Is anyone in there?!" she called out sharply, her voice echoing through the bathroom.
The second woman leaned in beside her, whispering, "Holy shit… that better not be what I think it is."
"It can't be, right? Sniff, sniff! No way!" She sniffed. The moment she caught the familiar scent of sex, her eyes widened. The two women exchanged a glance, then identical malicious smiles spread across their faces.
Without a word, they both lifted their legs and kicked the door.
Bang!
The lock snapped apart and flew through the air as the door burst open. The scene before them made both women freeze.
The stall was completely empty.
The only thing left behind was a puddle of love juice on the floor.
Both women stood there stunned for a second, staring at the mess. One of them finally muttered, confused and disappointed, "Was it a mistake…?"
"Maybe whoever was fucking in here is already gone. How boring," the other woman said with a shrug. She returned to the mirror and adjusted her hair before adding, "Anyways, let's go. I can't keep my darling Chad waiting."
"You are completely gone."
"Hmph! You just don't know how great Chad is!"
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