Just as he stepped out of the portal, Naoki was instantly struck speechless. His deep red eyes widened, nearly unable to believe what he was seeing.
"Tenka, what are you…" He stammered, his voice catching in his throat.
Seeing Naoki's dazed reaction, Tenka flashed a satisfied smirk. She crossed her arms beneath her chest, as if intentionally emphasizing what she was wearing. The surprise was a total success.
"I see. So men really do like this sort of thing? I've learned something new." Tenka nodded slowly, her eyes sparkling meaningfully. "Do you like it, Naoki-kun?"
Naoki nodded rapidly, like a chicken pecking at grain, unable to hide his enthusiasm.
"I love it! I love it so much!"
How could he not?
Tenka wasn't wearing her usual military uniform, nor was she in the elegant casual dress she wore on their dates. Instead, she appeared in sexy lingerie made of transparent black lace that barely concealed her seductive curves.
The top was a thin underwired bra that pushed her breasts together to form a deep cleavage, while the bottom was a string thong paired with thigh-high fishnet stockings held up by a garter belt. The contrast between her flawless fair skin and the black lace created a sight capable of shattering any man's mental defenses.
"Come inside. Don't just stand there." Tenka said in a sweet voice. She grabbed Naoki's hand, dragging him gently but firmly into the Sixth Unit headquarters, which appeared deserted. "But, before we do anything, Naoki-kun should finish your business first."
"Right." Naoki nodded lightly, though his heart was racing.
Even though he was highly aroused by Tenka's provocative appearance, he didn't let lust cloud his judgment. Power was the priority.
"In here." Tenka stopped in front of a bedroom door. "This is Yachiho's room. Go on in; I'll wait for you out here."
She released Naoki's hand, then gave him a playful, suggestive smile.
"Don't rush, Naoki-kun~ Whatever you do inside, I won't come in to interrupt~"
"Uhhh..."
Naoki was confused. Was this just her naughty teasing, or a subtle hint for him not to go overboard with the helpless Yachiho?
However, even without Tenka's warning, he had his own limits. He might be immoral, but he wasn't a rapist who would violate an unconscious, sleeping woman.
That said, taking a little advantage of the situation—that was negotiable.
Naoki slowly opened the unlocked door and stepped inside.
"Good grief! This level of siscon is terrifying!"
He was instantly shocked to see that the room looked nothing like a normal girl's room. The walls were almost entirely covered with photos of Himari in various sizes and poses. The pillows, the sheets, even the curtains—everything featured her younger sister. This went beyond mere admiration; it was a worrying obsession.
(This girl's preferences are normal, right? The other two Azuma sisters, Himari and Maia, do get involved in lewd things with the protagonist in the original story, but Yachiho doesn't. Maybe she really is only interested in her sister in a... very intense way.)
Setting those irrelevant thoughts aside, Naoki approached Yachiho, who was fast asleep on her bed.
Tenka had silenced her two subordinates with a sedative strong enough to put an elephant to sleep for a whole day, so the two girls truly wouldn't wake up.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Naoki reached out and gently patted the girl's cheek. Yachiho's face in sleep looked peaceful, a far cry from the usual dismissive expression she wore.
"With her dark green twintails spread straight across the pillow, she really does look like Himari."
Not wanting to keep Tenka waiting too long, Naoki stopped wasting time.
"Ittadakimasu." he whispered, treating the situation as if he were about to enjoy a meal.
Then, he leaned down. His lips met Yachiho's tightly closed ones.
This wasn't a light kiss or a mere touch. Naoki immediately slid his tongue into the helpless girl's small mouth, exploring, tasting, and gathering saliva containing her DNA.
Meanwhile, his hands weren't idle. His right hand slipped inside Yachiho's loose pajamas, smoothly pushing her bra upward and directly squeezing her soft, plump breast. His left hand fumbled downward, sliding into her panties and entering the warm, damp "sacred valley." his fingers exploring and stimulating with practiced movements.
Naoki might not perform penetration, but he never said he wouldn't take the "rose" or at least have a taste of the girl.
The moment he swallowed Yachiho's saliva mixed with his own, the «Pandemonium» within him reacted. His heart throbbed, and a strange energy flowed through him.
*BUZZ!*
Behind Naoki's back, the faint visual of the Qliphoth Tree diagram appeared once more. This time, the second circle from the top, representing Chaigidel, began to glow brightly with a golden hue, signifying the second slot had been perfectly filled. The other eight circles remained dark and empty.
*SHRING!*
A strange phenomenon occurred; the motif of a giant golden clock with rotating gears—identical to the manifestation of Yachiho's «Golden Hour»—briefly appeared behind Naoki before finally being absorbed into his body.
The perfect copy was a success!
Both the Qliphoth Tree phenomenon and the golden clock slowly faded, absorbed back into Naoki's body.
He pulled his lips away from Yachiho, taking a deep breath.
"Thank you for the hospitality." He whispered to the still-unconscious girl.
Then, he withdrew his left hand from inside Yachiho's panties. His index and middle fingers were wet with a sticky, clear fluid—proof that even while unconscious, Yachiho's body still responded to physiological stimulation.
"Hmmm... Even though you're unconscious, your body still responds, huh..." Naoki murmured. He then inserted his wet fingers into Yachiho's still-open mouth, smearing the girl's own fluids onto her tongue and lips. "This is a gift for you."
After tidying up Yachiho's underwear and pajamas so as not to arouse suspicion when she eventually woke up, Naoki stepped out of the room.
As soon as he exited, Tenka, who was leaning against the opposite wall, immediately looked at him.
"Finished?"
"Yeah."
"In that case, let's go to the next room."
Tenka didn't ask what her lover had done to her helpless subordinate inside the room. She knew Naoki's stamina and desires were superhuman; there was no way the man could finish having sex in just a few minutes.
So, most likely, Naoki had only taken her DNA. Whatever method was used... it wasn't important to Tenka right now.
(Having an understanding girlfriend is the best!) Naoki thought cheerfully, following Tenka as she walked toward Sahara's room.
Today was a productive day!