Akashi's small hand grasped lightly.
His eyes locked onto the pink candies—
Pink, sweet, and irresistibly tempting.
This is normal.
After all, this young lady's body was too small and his arms too short.
He simply couldn't reach!
No matter how much he wanted to grab a handful, he couldn't even get a taste.
In frustration, he had no choice but to pin down the candy owner and vent his annoyance!
But now—
Now that he could finally reach them, he would naturally eat to his heart's content!
With that thought, Akashi took a bite.
Mmm…
The outside was as soft as a marshmallow, with just the right amount of elasticity.
Absolutely delicious.
However—
At some point, a white bandage had wrapped itself around Shota's right hand.
Instinctively, he didn't dare to make direct contact with it again.
If he accidentally triggered another critical hit, he wasn't sure if she could handle it!
Vermouth watched the mischievous little Shota nibbling away at her candy.
But she didn't react.
Her aqua-blue eyes simply gazed at the young lady with indescribable tenderness.
This boy—
He brought her endless surprises, countless moments of joy, and even a hint of terror.
Looking back now, the entire situation felt utterly outrageous.
How did he do this?
Compared to his Bacardi period, his power in bed had grown stronger, more refined—
He had completely evolved.
Simply unbelievable.
After what felt like an eternity, Vermouth, finally regaining some strength, slowly lifted her delicate hand and gently caressed the young Shota's head.
Akashi's small hand reached up—
And their fingers intertwined.
But—
The sensation of having his head patted like this…
It felt like a mother patting her son's head.
Extremely displeasing!
Naturally, Akashi refused.
Vermouth chuckled softly.
"Pull me up."
Shota's brows furrowed.
He immediately opened his mouth in protest.
"Are you serious? With my tiny arms and legs, how do you expect me to pull up your giant horse?!"
Akashi wasn't exaggerating.
Vermouth was a full 1.7 meters tall—
With a slender waist, pert curves, and a figure so striking, it looked like something straight out of a manga.
Her body was a masterpiece.
Where there should be softness, there was softness.
Where there should be slenderness, there was slenderness.
And where there should be a touch of delicate charm, it was perfectly balanced.
The voluptuous, statuesque Vermouth was completely out of reach for a small child.
Akashi naturally refused.
"Uuuu… are you really going to bully me like this?"
"I can't even get up on my own!"
Vermouth's voice suddenly softened, taking on a delicate, whimpering tone.
Her nasal voice was so soft and sweet—
It sounded incredibly soft.
Unbelievable.
Vermouth, the ever-mature, ever-seductive woman, had actually submitted so completely—
That she was now acting coquettishly in front of a young Shota.
No matter how you looked at it—
This scene was bizarrely out of place.
Akashi wavered.
He really couldn't handle Vermouth's sudden charm offensive.
Seeing that she genuinely couldn't get up, he sighed and relented.
His small hands pressed against Vermouth's soft shoulders, trying to lift her up.
The moment he touched her—
His fingers sank into soft, supple skin.
But—
Vermouth refused to use any strength at all!
With just his own strength, there was no way he could lift her.
Helpless, Akashi resorted to cheating.
Summoning his thoughts, the bandage wrapped around his right hand began to exert force.
And with that extra boost of power—
Vermouth was finally lifted upright.
"Hey! You should put in some effort too!"
Little Shota was too small!
There was no way he could carry Vermouth on his back.
His tiny hands barely managed to wrap around her slender waist, and even standing up with her weight was a struggle.
A flicker of embarrassment crossed Vermouth's face.
"I want to… but my legs aren't working properly!"
Akashi took a closer look—
It was true!
Her usually graceful, slender legs were trembling uncontrollably, as if they had lost all strength.
It was like flipping a switch—they were completely useless!
With no other choice, the young succubus had to rely on herself.
After half-dragging, half-supporting Vermouth to the bathroom, Akashi carefully helped her sit by the bathtub.
Just by looking at her, it was clear—
She couldn't get in on her own.
Well, that's that.
Luckily, Little Shota had been in this kind of situation many times lately.
He had practiced on Eri and Ran enough times to have plenty of experience.
Without hesitation—
He immediately started helping.
Naturally, when helping, he had to take some responsibility for technique.
With a swift motion, little Shota's small hands moved expertly—
The『Pleasurable Massage』 Lv1 is unleashed!
『Pleasurable Massage』 Lv1: The host's hands possess a magical touch. By targeting specific acupuncture points, the host can induce a euphoric healing experience, capable of alleviating injuries and stress. 』
His delicate fingers worked their magic, relaxing Vermouth's muscles and helping her regain her mobility as quickly as possible.
Akashi put in his best effort!
Meanwhile—
Vermouth simply smiled at him, her aqua-blue eyes glimmering.
This woman was actually enjoying herself!
At that moment, Akashi learned something valuable.
When helping someone, always save at least three parts of your energy.
There's no need to give it all away.
…Or at least, that was what he told himself.
But in reality—
When it was time to step up, he still stepped up!
"So, Bacardi—have you betrayed the organization?"
Akashi paused for a moment before replying:
"Does it matter?"
"Gin, Vodka… they want me dead. Rum hates me, too."
"Vermouth, the organization means nothing to me."
"Only you matter."
"That lousy organization—without you, I would have left long ago."
Hearing this, Vermouth couldn't suppress the smile tugging at her lips.
Her eyes shimmered with amusement and satisfaction.
"Only me, huh?"
"Then what about those two sisters—Miyano Akemi and Miyano Shiho? You saved them, didn't you?"
Akashi waved a hand dismissively.
"Don't sweat the details!"
"You already know I have a connection with them."
The moment those words left his mouth, Vermouth's green eyes turned cold.
"Do you also know I have a grudge against them?"
Akashi grinned.
"Of course."
"But for my sake, can't you let it go?"
As he spoke, he activated his skill—
The『 Succubus Pact』.
Succubus Pact Iv1 : A binding agreement with individuals of the opposite sex who hold favorable opinions toward the host. The pact cannot be broken.
If Vermouth agreed, the contract would be sealed.
She wouldn't be able to harm the Miyano sisters—
Ever.
Vermouth's lips parted slightly, stunned.
She stared at him for a moment before murmuring bitterly—
"You like them more than me?"
Akashi immediately shook his head.
"How could you even think that?"
"Don't say things that cause unnecessary division."
"I'm simply asking, for my sake—can you let this go?"
The『 Succubus Pact』 activated again.
Vermouth's expression shifted.
A hint of conflict flickered in her eyes.
Then—
She felt Akashi's small fingers gently pinching her pink candy.
…
A warning.
A silent threat.