"How strange. I can't figure it out."
Kato Kari spoke softly, her masked head tilting slightly. Though her voice was gentle and pleasant, a note of genuine bewilderment colored her tone. Despite being the Violence Fiend, everything about her—her demeanor, her habits, even her voice—seemed the antithesis of violence. One might easily mistake her for something gentler.
Renji watched her carefully as she continued.
"Normally, if someone were to look at me with such an… intense gaze, I should feel offended. Annoyed, even. After all, I'm not interested in women. But…"
She took a few light steps forward, closing the distance between them. Her eyes, hidden behind the mask's lenses, swept over Renji's face. He couldn't see her expression, only the fixed, avian curve of the beak.
"Hmm… but… why do I not feel angry at all? Instead, I find myself… rather liking this sensation? Why is that? Is it because of you? Did you do something? What Devil did you contract with? A charm-type Devil?"
Renji felt a cold sweat prickle the back of his neck. Was I that obvious? He'd have to be more careful.
Seeming to reconsider, Kato Kari took a graceful step back, re-establishing a polite distance.
"Ah, forgive me. I've been rambling to myself, and asking such a personal question, too. I haven't even introduced myself properly. 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. The person on my back is Himeno. I'll say 'please take care of us' on her behalf as well. As for my contract… it's not with a charm Devil. That's absurd. I only have a contract with the Future Devil."
"The Future Devil…? How peculiar… Logically, that shouldn't cause this…"
Kato Kari raised a hand and rested it lightly over her right breast. The full curve lifted with the motion, making the gesture seem less contemplative and more like a gentle, self-soothing touch. Logically, with breasts that large, one shouldn't be able to feel a heartbeat through them—but Kato Kari was different. She was a Fiend. When she touched herself, she could feel the distinct, rapid thrumming of her own heart within her chest.
[Ding~ Detected Kato Kari's confused emotional state. System rewards 10 points.]
Her heart had been pounding erratically ever since she began speaking to Renji, ever since she heard his voice. A strange, diffuse heat spread through her body, a tingling, restless itch under her skin.
So strange…
Why is this happening…
This hot feeling…
The unusual sensation was unsettling, making Kato Kari feel nervous and uneasy.
"By the way," Renji said, turning to point back the way he had come. "I'm responsible for that sector over there. Kato Kari, have you been through there recently?"
[Ding~ Detected Kato Kari's nervous emotional state. System rewards 20 points.]
Hearing the system's prompt, Renji began observing Kato Kari more closely, watching for any subtle, subconscious tells that might betray her nerves.
"Eh? Ah… no, of course not," she replied, her voice steady. "I haven't even finished clearing the Zombie Devils in my own assigned area yet."
Renji couldn't detect any fidgeting or unusual movement. She appeared perfectly composed. He felt a twinge of frustration—her reason was perfectly valid, leaving him no opening to press further.
With no immediate leads, he decided not to linger.
"Alright then. I still have things to attend to, so I'll take my leave."
"Okay. Goodbye. Oh, and you two should take that safe passage over there," Kato Kari said, pointing down a hallway. "I've already cleared all the Zombie Devils there. It's perfectly safe."
Renji nodded his thanks and left.
The safe passage was eerily quiet, the only signs of life—or former life—being the occasional corpse of a Zombie Devil slumped in a corner or sprawled across the corridor. Renji moved silently, Himeno's weight steady on his back.
"Speaking of which," he murmured to himself, "this building's parking structure is massive. And Zombie Devils are everywhere. Just how many did this gang prepare?"
The gang's original plan had been to use this location as a temporary base after obtaining Renji, leveraging the horde of Zombie Devils as a secret weapon to confront Makima before making their escape.
But because of Renji, that plan had collapsed entirely. The Knife Woman had been captured, and Sawatari Akane was killed by Quanxi.
Now, all that remained was to clean up these Zombie Devils and deal with the gang members still holed up upstairs.
"Himeno Senior? Are you awake?"
Himeno didn't answer Renji's words, only letting out a faint, muffled whimper—a soft, breathy sound. Yet her body responded clearly.
[Ding~ Detected Himeno's 'blissful' emotional state. System rewards 20 points.]
Inside Himeno's body, the abundant seed continued to stimulate her womb, sending ripples of pleasure that washed over her in constant, rising waves.
Even unconscious, Himeno's body was periodically seized by continuous, rolling climaxes—like a tide that refused to ebb.
And because Renji had sealed her with white adhesive tape, the flood had nowhere to go. It could only flow back inward, mingling with what was already there.
If this continued, Himeno's womb would grow increasingly distended, her lower abdomen swelling visibly. Renji knew this. He was doing it on purpose.
"Is it really that good?"
In her current state, Himeno probably wouldn't wake for a while. Renji's immediate thought was to find someone to escort her out first.
It had to be someone familiar with Renji's true nature—because Himeno's swollen lower abdomen would be impossible to hide once she was laid down.
After walking through the safe passage, Renji arrived in another sector and began scanning the area, wondering if Aki Hayakawa was nearby.
He didn't spot Aki, but he did see a woman with eight long, pale limbs leaping through the horde of Zombie Devils. With every bound, she effortlessly impaled another devil.
Spider Devil.
Humanoid in appearance, she resembled a woman with long black hair—save for the zipper running down the center of her face, the pull resting at her chin.
She possessed eight thighs, which she normally kept folded and concealed beneath a black skirt. From the hip down to the knee, they looked strikingly human.
Below that first knee was a second joint, and from there they tapered into sharp points, ending without feet.
Because of her human-like form, she often passed as one and was relatively well-disposed toward people.
Moreover, the Spider Devil's thighs—owing to their extreme resemblance to human legs—were entirely… functional.
A closer look confirmed that each one was undeniably real: solid, fleshy limbs. With every movement, the muscles quivered subtly—round, firm, and elastic. And there were eight of them.
One of those sharp-tipped legs shot out, piercing a Zombie Devil's skull with ease. A flick of her limb sent the head flying; it landed and rolled to a stop, nudging against someone's shoe.
"Ugh… my shoe's dirty now… how disgusting…"
The figure bent down, grabbed the Zombie Devil's head by its hair, and lifted it. Cradling the severed head in her arms, she began walking toward Renji.
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