"What are we supposed to do if a highest-grade stone actually pops out from putting in the effort? Do I have to clench my pussy even harder?"
"Nah, you just get Lune's help. Do whatever Lune tells you to do and dinner practically falls into your lap while you're sleeping. Hehe."
"Don't you mean cock falls into my lap?"
"You're being a little prickly, huh? Are you annoyed that I pulled a high-grade magic stone out of Lucifer, or is it 'cause I got so happy about it that I turned around and went another round with Lune?"
"Both. And one more thing. You're the one who said we'd have a meeting with Lune included at midnight—but you got all giddy and plowed into her without a second thought and knocked her out cold, so now what?"
"Yeah, that one's on me."
It was my bad. One of the executive team got flagged as a scratch—too far gone—and our plans got a little tangled up.
"Still, we can pull it off without Lune, right?"
