However, Kenji felt a pang of reluctance when he thought about them being transformed from humans into Demons with dark purple skin, like Ekurusu.
He gently shook his head, a look of conflict and hesitation on his face. "No, if they are transformed into Succubi, they won't be able to live normal lives anymore, will they? They will lose their original life path and be seen as outsiders by everyone around them. I don't want them to suffer that kind of pain and loneliness."
"You don't want them to transform? Then there's only one other way, you know?"
Ekurusu blinked, speaking in a mysterious tone.
"What is it?" Hearing there was another way, Kenji quickly pressed her, his eyes full of anticipation.
"You can use Magic Power to transform them into Low-level Dependents. This allows them to gain some strength while retaining their human appearance. However, in this state, they won't be able to obtain greater power. If they want to continue growing stronger, they must transform into High-level Succubi."
Ekurusu tilted her head slightly, her eyes showing a mix of seriousness and cunning, and then began to explain the situation of the Succubus Dependents to Kenji in detail and vividly.
"Master, the lowest in rank and the most numerous are the Low-level Dependents."
She said this while gently wiggling her finger, which moved like an agile dancer. "These, ah, are ordinary humans who have been seduced. They only gain very limited power but still maintain their human appearance. For instance, in the world I was invading, I relied on a large number of Low-level Dependents, letting them mingle among human society, like little insects, slowly seducing and corrupting more humans, thereby expanding my Succubus Legion. On the surface, they look no different from ordinary people, but their hearts have been influenced by the Succubus's power, and they will unknowingly serve the Succubus Legion."
"And the superiors of the Low-level Dependents are the Low-level Succubi transformed by me."
Ekurusu said, gesturing with her hands in front of her, as if sketching a mysterious picture. "Low-level Succubi will grow a pair of horns on their heads and a Succubus tail from their tailbone, but their skin color remains the same as humans. The Succubus Transformation I mentioned is turning them into Low-level Succubi. However, once they have Succubus horns on their heads and a tail, it will be difficult for them to live a normal life. They will be recognized immediately on the street. At that point, they will face all sorts of strange looks and rejection, and their lives will become a mess."
"And if Low-level Succubi want to advance to Intermediate or High-level Succubi, they must constantly Drain Semen and Absorb Essence, you know." Ekurusu blinked, flashing a wicked smile that held a hint of playfulness and temptation. "Every time their rank increases, their physical changes will become more distinct from humans, eventually leading to deep purple skin like mine, completely turning them into Demons. That's when they become true Succubi. At that time, they will possess great power, but they will also completely bid farewell to the human world."
"However, once they reach the rank of High-level Succubus, they can use Magic Power to transform themselves, just like this~"
As Ekurusu spoke, she waved her hand, and a burst of purple Magic Power mist steamed out. In the blink of an eye, the Succubus with dark purple skin and horns disappeared.
In her place stood a beautiful, extremely hot Mature Woman, indistinguishable from a human. Her demonic eyes, horns, and tail vanished, and her dark purple skin became fair, rosy, and tender, as if it could be broken by a mere touch.
"This ability is really good, but can it only be mastered by High-level Succubi?"
Kenji asked curiously, his eyes fixed on Ekurusu's transformed appearance, marveling at the wonder of Magic Power.
"Yes, High-level Transformation Art can only be mastered by High-level Succubi."
Ekurusu said, extending a finger to lightly flick Kenji's still proudly erect'second brother,' the action laced with provocation. "But with Master here, I think they should level up quickly, right? As long as Master gives them more essence, their growth speed will surely exceed imagination."
Ekurusu, in her human form, couldn't help but lick her lips, her eyes filled with desire, a gaze that seemed ready to devour Kenji whole.
Unable to suppress her inner impulse any longer, she once again pinned Kenji down onto the large bed.
After finding the right position for her plump, massive buttocks, she targeted the evil dragon and sat down heavily.
Instantly, a feeling of fullness rushed to her heart, and Ekurusu couldn't help but let out a sweet moan: "Forget draining semen and absorbing essence, Master alone is enough~"
The sound, full of satisfaction and pleasure, echoed throughout the room.
The thought that the women around him might all turn into Succubi like Ekurusu, specializing in draining male energy for pleasure, sent a chill up Kenji's spine, causing him to tremble slightly and involuntarily.
This scene was truly terrifying!
Even though he possessed a powerful skill like Never Defeated in a Hundred Battles, facing a situation like this, it was inevitable that he would feel a sense of fear!
You must understand, just one Ekurusu drained him nearly ten times last night!
If there are more people later, a hundred times is truly possible!
After the morning exercise, Kenji was planning to reseal Ekurusu back into the Mysterious Ring that contained her, but the Great Demon from another world seemed quite unwilling.
The world Ekurusu originally came from was a Magical Medieval Era where magic was rampant and Knights and Dragons coexisted.
She was full of curiosity and a desire to explore this Modern World, which was filled with technology and unknowns, insisting on walking around and observing things in her human form.
"Alright, since you want to experience it so much, I can agree." Kenji said after a moment of contemplation. "This is the currency used in this country, and here is a bank card. If you want to buy something, just swipe it. I'll let you do whatever you want otherwise, but there's one rule: you absolutely cannot cause trouble outside, and you are definitely not allowed to seduce other men. If you truly have needs, I will personally satisfy you when you return."
Kenji felt that this small request from Ekurusu was acceptable, as he wasn't an unreasonable person.
As he spoke, he pulled a stack of Japanese Yen from his wallet and handed her a bank card.
However, Kenji also stated his own condition: "But you must agree to my condition first."
"Okay~ Master~ Ekurusu promises not to cheat on you, or else may I never be able to drain essence again and be eternally unsatisfied~" Ekurusu batted her seductive eyes, swearing in a spoiled tone.
"Alright, I'll trust you this time. After Reina and the others wake up, I'll have them take you shopping so you can get familiar with this world, lest you cause some kind of embarrassment." Kenji said with a smile.
"Okay~" Ekurusu replied cheerfully.
Never being able to drain essence... for her, the Lust Demon God who took pleasure in draining male energy, this oath was truly vicious, no less severe than being Struck by Five Bolts of Heavenly Lightning.
However, seeing her pitiful appearance, Kenji decided to trust her.
Ekurusu utilized Magic Power to transform herself into a flawless white dress.
Her golden hair cascaded like a waterfall, and the white dress made her appear even more pure and lovely. Her graceful figure combined with her beautiful appearance made people unable to help but take a second look.
Only her seductive, foxy eyes seemed to contain endless Magic Power, constantly drawing people in, making their hearts itch as if an invisible hand was gently plucking their heartstrings.
Kenji quickly pressed down on his'second brother,' which had begun to proudly stand tall again.
I really can't do this anymore! I really can't do this anymore!
Amitabha!
Fortunately, Reina and the others woke up shortly after.
After having Reina take Ekurusu back to introduce her to everyone and purchase some items, the group finally left.
The rather stimulating morning finally ended... After enjoying breakfast, Kenji set out on the road to Busujima Saeko's house.
Since Saeko's father recently went on a long trip for business, Saeko is currently living alone in this spacious mansion.
Today happened to be Sunday, which was Saeko's designated weekly deep-cleaning day for the house. Kenji thought he would come over to lend a hand, both to lighten Saeko's burden and to take the opportunity to deepen their relationship.
Saeko's residence was quite similar to Miyajima Sakura's home, both being old-money mansions with a rustic charm, everywhere displaying extraordinary taste and style.
It seems that in Japan, families with a bit of status prefer this kind of residence filled with a "Japanese style" atmosphere, as if they can find peace and elegance within it.
Logically, cleaning such a massive mansion with only two people would surely be time-consuming and exhausting.
However, the reality was different. Saeko always had a habit of cleaning weekly, so not much dust had accumulated in the house, making the cleaning process not overly troublesome.
The main task was carefully wiping the floors, cleaning the dust off the bookshelves and tabletops, and reaching the hidden corners and edges.
The two divided the work and cooperated, making the cleaning highly efficient and progressing very smoothly.
However, the most time-consuming and strenuous part had to be the extensive Dojo.
Kenji and Saeko, holding rags, wiped back and forth for a long time before they managed to clean that area thoroughly.
This job was genuinely not easy.
Kenji couldn't help but recall how he often heard people praise the Japanese for valuing the "spirit of craftsmanship," especially emphasizing detail and quality in cleaning.
When asked why they used rags instead of mops, Saeko gave a simple and unpretentious explanation.
The main reason was that the floor was susceptible to water damage. If they used a mop, too much water residue would remain on the surface, making the floor highly prone to damage, causing it to swell and warp within a few years.
This was absolutely intolerable for a Dojo used for practicing Kendo; if a problem occurred, the floor would have to be replaced, which would be a significant expense.
By switching to wiping with rags, they could effectively reduce water residue, allowing the floor to dry quickly and naturally extending its lifespan.
Furthermore, rags could reach deep into the corners and crevices of the floor, removing dust that was hard to reach, making the cleaning more thorough.
Ultimately, this so-called "special cleaning method" was really just a way to save money.
Those rumors about the Japanese "spirit of craftsmanship" were far less sacred and exaggerated than everyone imagined.
After finishing the cleaning of the Dojo, the only room left to tidy in the huge mansion was Saeko's cozy and somewhat private boudoir.
Saeko's cheeks instantly flushed slightly, like the intoxicating sunset glow on the horizon.
Previously, it was in this very room that the two of them spent an entire night of passionate, inexpressible intimacy.
Unexpectedly, after only a few short days, they were back in this place full of memories.
Kenji didn't feel anything particularly special about it, but this time, he had the leisure to take a good look around Saeko's room.
On the bookshelf, various books were neatly arranged, including literary classics and professional books related to Kendo.
Next to it was a small, exquisite glass cabinet containing some fluffy, girlish dolls, which looked especially cute in the soft light.
A beautiful photo album was casually placed on top of the dolls.
"This is..."
Kenji picked up the album curiously, and as soon as he flipped open a few pages, Saeko's cheeks became even redder, as if blood might drip from them.
"Oh dear, is this little Saeko? So cute!"
Kenji said with a smile while flipping through the album.
The album contained everything from little Saeko at one or two years old, with chubby cheeks like a small apple, to her graceful appearance when she was over ten and attending primary school.
Especially Saeko when she was little, round face, big eyes, super adorable.
"Dame yo! Kenji-kun, you're not allowed to look!"
Saeko, feeling both shy and anxious, quickly reached out and snatched the album away. She turned her back to Kenji, burying her head like an ostrich, unwilling to let him see her childhood appearance anymore.
"What does it matter? I like Saeko from any period, you know?"
Kenji gently embraced Saeko from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and tenderly kissed her neck.
Under his skilled and loving teasing, Saeko quickly became aroused, her breathing became rapid, and she started to pant slightly.
In just a few movements, Kenji gently took off Saeko's top, leaving her in only a purple bra, which made her skin appear even fairer.
With minimal resistance, Saeko was soon gently pushed down onto the soft bed by Kenji.
"It's been a few days. Have you missed me, Saeko?"
Kenji leaned close to her ear and asked softly.
"Mm... I missed you very much, Kenji-kun..."
Saeko's eyes were hazy, and she replied softly.
Kenji kissed her beautiful red lips lightly and said gently, "I missed you too, baby~"
As he spoke, Kenji began to undo Saeko's bra, letting his hands roam freely over that soft mound.
"N-no... we can't. We haven't cleaned the room yet..." Saeko struggled slightly and whispered.
"Silly girl, of course, we clean afterward!"
Kenji laughed, whispered into her ear, and then continued to immerse himself in the warm and intimate atmosphere.
Kenji slowly moved on top of her, his eyes filled with burning love. He drew closer, gently covering Saeko's mouth with his lips, as if pouring all his deep affection into this single kiss.
Saeko slightly closed her eyes, a blush of shyness and sweetness spreading across her face. She responded to Kenji with equal passion, her soft, delicate tongue gently reaching out, allowing Kenji to lovingly touch and stir it back and forth. The two immersed themselves in this intimate interaction.
Kenji was still unsatisfied, and he gently kissed Saeko's smooth cheek twice more. The warm sensation added a touch of delicate charm to Saeko's face.
Then, with a mixture of eagerness and caution, he separated her skirt, gently pushing the slightly cumbersome bra up, allowing her beautiful contours to be faintly revealed.
The skin of the two soft, delicate mounds, like solidified fat, was thus completely exposed to Kenji's gaze. Reflecting the soft light, they shone faintly, seemingly hiding endless temptation.
Kenji's hand accidentally touched them gently; although his movements carried a hint of urgency, they were not rough and remained tender.
Those two beautiful mounds trembled slightly, like lively spirits dancing.
The two points of bright red, like the core of a newly opened flower, carried shyness and charm, seeming to gently express affection. This filled Kenji with love and pity, making him want to draw closer and feel this unique beauty.
Filled with deep affection and desire, Kenji slowly leaned in and gently and cautiously bit one of the soft mounds. The sensation was like touching the most delicate jelly, firm yet incredibly bouncy.
His nose gently rubbed against them, and the interwoven sensation of delicacy and softness traveled from his nose straight to his heart, making him intoxicated and completely relaxed.
"Mmm~"
Saeko let out a soft moan, her hands gently grasping Kenji's hair, her fingers unconsciously tightening slightly, seemingly wanting to gently push him away.
Yet the force was as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying a mix of shyness and reserve, perfectly demonstrating the subtle emotion of "wanting to welcome yet refusing."
"Tsk! Tsk!"
Kenji, slightly intoxicated, kissed the two beautiful mounds forcefully yet tenderly, making crisp, loud sounds, as if expressing his inner devotion.
Before long, the originally fair and smooth skin was covered with faint fingerprints and shallow kiss marks.
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