"Ugh… seriously… How could this happen again?" Renji sighed. It looked like this mission was going to turn into another round of real-life werewolf. He adjusted Himeno's weight on his back and left the utility room, heading toward another section of the underground parking garage.
After some distance, he entered a new zone. In his line of sight, the distant zombie horde came into view again. The sounds from that direction were chaotic—snarls, tearing, and manic laughter all tangled together.
The zombies were frantically surging toward the center, their target unclear. Renji could only see dismembered limbs flying through the air and dark blood spraying like fountains.
"Zombies! Zombies! Ya-ha-ha-ha-ha! Feast!!"
Amid the crazed laughter, a massive shark's head with six round eyes breached the surface of the concrete floor within the zombie crowd. More of it emerged, gradually revealing the body of a woman with snow-white skin.
Then, the shark-headed woman leaped high as if breaching water, opened her bloody maw, and in one bite, severed the heads of three zombies, swallowing them whole.
"Yahoo! Eating zombies! So refreshing!"
After swallowing, she dove back toward the floor in a sleek arc, disappearing into the concrete as if it were water. Ripples spread across the ground where she had entered.
"Shark Fiend…"
That jump had given Renji a clear view of what was happening inside the zombie horde.
The Shark Fiend from the original story.
Whether walls or floors, she could move through them freely. She could also fully or partially transform into her devil form at will—just like now, with only her head changed.
Renji could tell her skin was flawless. For Shark Fiend, the ground and walls were like a pool of water, and she spent long periods submerged within them. That prolonged "soaking" gave her skin an enviable quality.
Even from a distance, her complexion looked so fair and supple it seemed you could squeeze water from it—smooth and delicate as polished jade.
In the original story, Shark Fiend only wore shorts on her lower half, but here it was completely different.
The moment she leaped, Renji saw clearly that her toned body was clad in a black bikini—a three-piece set, with the top truly being a spot-style: just two small triangles of black cloth.
He noted her breasts weren't very large, somewhere between a C and D cup. The spot-style fabric barely covered the cherry-like tips.
As for her lower half, she wore a black thong—a black inverted triangle. There seemed to be white lettering on the triangle, but Renji couldn't make it out; it had appeared too briefly. What was clear, though, was how small the thong was. The part meant to cover her mound was barely adequate, almost insufficient.
The inner thighs and groin on either side were completely exposed, revealing soft, hairless skin.
Probably a clean-shaven type, Renji guessed.
As for her backside—whether the thin string was fully embedded or left her cheeks on display—he had no idea. He hadn't caught a glimpse.
"Eat…! Eat…! —Eat! —Eee-hee-hee-hee-hee!"
Within the zombie horde, Shark Fiend's voice echoed occasionally, her massive shark head surfacing and submerging. Each appearance easily claimed four or five zombie heads in a single bite.
Then, Renji suddenly remembered something: Shark Fiend could transform parts of her body into her devil form.
So…
Could she transform only that part into a devil form?
Renji felt it was possible—an intriguing possibility. As the thought crossed his mind, an unusual heat kindled in his chest.
Extremely interested.
In his imagination, Renji was lying atop the woman's snow-white body, but his length was frantically thrusting between two shark-like—
No… wait.
Renji reconsidered. A normal woman's anatomy involved two sets of lips, with a pink clitoris.
But for a shark…
What would you even call that?
Renji truly didn't know. It seemed he'd have to do some research when he had the time.
Renji made a mental note to get to know this Shark Fiend better once the current situation was resolved. He wanted to see what a shark's anatomy looked like—its labia, its clitoris—and how it differed from a human's. He wondered what it would feel like to enter.
Come to think of it, he didn't even know the Shark Fiend's name. Maybe it was slightly different from the original—softer, more feminine, like Kishibe.
As Renji's mind wandered over the imagined details of shark anatomy, a faint rustle came from the darkness behind him. A Zombie Devil's head emerged silently, its hollow eyes fixed on Renji.
But before it could open its jaws to snarl, someone's fist smashed through its skull. The headless body crumpled with a dull thud, stirring a small cloud of dust.
"What's this? I thought it was just a civilian who'd wandered in by mistake. I came running to save you, worried you'd get bitten. Turns out you're Special Division too."
As the golden light receded, Renji's clothes had transformed into silver-white armor.
"Ah, thanks. I've already cleared the Zombie Devils in my assigned area. I was heading upstairs into the building next and stopped here to check things out."
Renji had actually sensed the Zombie Devil behind him and had already activated his transformation. He'd planned to kick it back, but now there was no need.
He looked at the woman who'd intervened.
"Huh…? Already finished? Really? You took out that many Zombie Devils in under an hour? That's impressive."
[Ding~ Host has encountered a major character, Violence Fiend—Kato Kari—for the first time. System rewards three points.]
Violence Fiend, Kato Kari.
She was tall, nearly Renji's height, with a slender, athletic build. She wore a standard Public Safety uniform, yet it did little to hide her striking figure—the fabric clung to her curves.
Especially her breasts—exaggeratedly large, the biggest Renji had ever seen.
A G-cup?
Despite their size, their shape remained smooth, full, firm, and perfectly rounded.
Her head was covered by a white hood, and her face was concealed behind a mask—a unique, bird-beak design reminiscent of medieval plague doctors.
Logically, a Devil turned Fiend should be weaker than in its pure form, but the Violence Fiend remained excessively powerful. That was why Public Safety had fitted her with a toxic mask—to release poison if the Fiend lost control.
The Violence Fiend's ability was to fight by "liberating" her muscular strength. When certain parts of her body unleashed power, they would swell and thicken.
Liberating certain parts…?
Renji's gaze settled on Kato Kari's chest. They were truly the largest, most ample, perfectly rounded breasts he had ever seen…
Large, firm, beautiful, full.
Was this the part… Kato Kari "liberated"?
Chapter 92: A Strange Feeling
"How strange. I can't figure it out."
Kato Kari spoke, tilting her head in confusion—or rather, tilting the beak of her mask. Her voice was soft and pleasant, lovely to hear.
Though she was the Violence Fiend, her personality, habits, hobbies, voice—every aspect seemed the complete opposite of violence. One might even imagine her as a Gentle Devil.
Renji watched as she continued.
"Normally, if someone looked at me with such an intense gaze, I should feel offended. Very angry, even—after all, I'm not into women. But…"
Kato Kari took a few light steps forward, closing the distance between them. Her eyes, behind the mask, scanned Renji's face carefully. Because of the mask, Renji couldn't read her expression.
"Hmm… but… why am I not angry at all? Instead, I rather… like this feeling? Why is that? Is it because of you? Did you do something? What Devil did you contract with? A charm-type Devil?"
Renji broke into a cold sweat. His gaze must have been too obvious. He'd need to be more careful next time.
After a moment, Kato Kari seemed to reconsider. She took a step back, maintaining a polite distance.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I've been talking to myself, and even asked such a personal question. I haven't introduced myself yet. I am the Violence Fiend, Kato Kari. We'll be colleagues from now on. Please take care of me."
"It's fine. Likewise. My name is Renji. Please take care of me. And the person on my back is Himeno. I'll say 'please take care of us' on her behalf, too. As for the contracted Devil… it's not a charm type. That's absurd. I only have a contract with the Future Devil."
"The Future Devil…? How strange… Logically, that shouldn't be it…"
Kato Kari raised a hand and gently placed it over her right breast. The full curve rose with the motion, making it look less like a thoughtful gesture and more like a soft caress.
Logically, with breasts that large, one wouldn't be able to feel a heartbeat through them—but Kato Kari was different. She was a Fiend. When she pressed her hand there, she could clearly feel the thrumming vibration of her own heart pounding within her chest.
[Ding~ Kato Kari's confusion detected. System rewards 10 points.]
Her heart had been racing ever since she began speaking to Renji, stirred by the sound of his voice. A strange heat prickled across her skin, a restless, itching sensation everywhere.
So strange…
Why is this happening…
This warmth…
It wasn't normal. The unfamiliar sensation left Kato Kari tense and uneasy.
"By the way, I'm responsible for that area over there. Kato Kari, have you been through there recently?"
Renji turned and pointed back the way he had come.
[Ding~ Kato Kari's nervousness detected. System rewards 20 points.]
Hearing the system's prompt in his mind, Renji began observing Kato Kari more deliberately, watching for any subconscious small movements that might betray her tension.
"Eh…? Ah, no, no, of course not. I haven't even finished clearing the Zombie Devils on my own side yet."
Renji detected no tells—she seemed perfectly composed. He felt a flicker of frustration. Her reason was sound; he had no ground to press further.
With no leads for now, Renji decided not to waste more time here.
"Alright then. I still have things to do, so I'll head out first."
"Okay. Take care. Oh—you two should use that emergency stairwell. I've already cleared all the Zombie Devils there. It's safe."
Kato Kari pointed down a corridor.
Renji nodded his thanks and left.
The emergency stairwell was quiet, save for the occasional Zombie Devil corpse slumped in a corner or along the passage. Renji moved silently, Himeno still unconscious on his back.
"This building's parking garage is huge… and infested. Just how many of these things did that syndicate prepare?"
The gang's original plan had been to use this place as a temporary stronghold after securing his power, using the Zombie Devil's horde as a secret weapon to confront Makima before making their escape.
But thanks to Renji, the plan had collapsed. Knife Woman was captured, and Sawatari Akane had been killed by Quanxi.
Now, they just had to clean up the remaining Zombie Devils and deal with the gang members upstairs.
"Himeno Senior? You awake?"
Himeno didn't answer, only letting out a faint, muffled whimper. But her body responded clearly.
[Ding~ Himeno's 'blissed-out' state detected. System rewards 20 points.]
Inside her, the sheer volume of his seed continued to stimulate her womb, sending ripples of pleasure coursing through her. Even unconscious, Himeno's body trembled with successive, tide-like waves of climax.
But because Renji had sealed her with tape, the flood had nowhere to go—it could only flow back inward, mingling with what was already there.
If this continued, her womb would distend further, her lower belly swelling under the pressure. Renji knew this. He was doing it on purpose.
"That good, huh?"
In Himeno's current state, she probably wouldn't wake for a while. Renji's thought now was to find someone to escort her out.
It had to be someone who knew his true nature—because the swell of her abdomen was obvious. Impossible to hide if she were laid down.
After navigating the emergency corridor, Renji entered another section of the garage and began scanning the area, wondering if Aki Hayakawa was around.
He didn't see Aki.
But he did see a woman with eight long, pale legs leaping through the horde of Zombie Devils. With each graceful bound, she effortlessly impaled another through the skull.
The Spider Devil.
Humanoid in appearance, she resembled a woman with long black hair—save for the zipper running vertically down the center of her face, the pull resting at her chin.
She possessed eight thighs, usually folded and concealed beneath a black skirt. From the knee up, they resembled human legs.
Below that, a second knee joint, tapering down to a sharp point where a foot would be.
Because of her human-like form, she often passed as one and was relatively amicable toward people.
Moreover, the Spider Devil's thighs, owing to their extreme resemblance to human legs, were fully functional—and viable.
On closer inspection, each was unmistakably real flesh: solid, supple, rounded and elastic. And there were eight of them.
One of those sharp-tipped legs lanced out, piercing a Zombie Devil's skull with ease. A flick, and the head went sailing through the air, landing at someone's feet with a wet tap against her shoe.
"Ugh… my shoe's dirty now… how disgusting…"
The woman grabbed the Zombie Devil's head by its hair, lifted it, and began walking toward Renji, cradling it against her chest.
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