"DXD: Infinite Loot System"Chapter 357: I Don't Steal What Belongs to Others
Sheer veils fluttered as two unfamiliar, golden-haired onee-samas stepped into the bathroom. Tenra arched an eyebrow, curiosity sharpening his gaze.
"And you are…?"
"Red Dragon Emperor-sama, my name is Illude."
"I'm Eunice."
"By Lady Roygun's command, we're here to attend your bath."
They bowed in perfect sync, voices soft and formal, introducing themselves and stating their purpose.
Tenra blinked, then let out a low chuckle. That beautiful household head really was attentive—she'd even arranged this kind of service.
"Well, I'll leave myself in your hands."
Bathing alone was dull anyway. No reason to refuse.
The two blondes exchanged a knowing glance, lips curving in gentle smiles. With practiced ease, they loosened the filmy veils, letting them slip away and reveal flawless, statuesque bodies.
"Red Dragon Emperor-sama, please come this way."
Following their lead, Tenra reclined on a plush bed beside the bath. Illude knelt behind, offering her lap as a pillow, her fingers working gentle circles across his scalp. Eunice, meanwhile, dabbed fragrant oil onto her hands—then began washing him, not with a towel, but with her own soft skin and those generous curves.
He'd enjoyed similar pampering from Yubelluna and Ravel back home. But this was the Belfengor estate, and these weren't his own servants—they belonged to someone else.
It felt… different, somehow. Not that he minded. Tenra closed his eyes, letting pleasure wash over him.
"So, you're all Lady Roygun's maids?"
He asked the question idly, voice relaxed.
"Yes. Lady Roygun took us in, gave us a place in the devil's world, taught us magic and everything we know. All that we are belongs to her."
Illude's voice was soft, brimming with gratitude and admiration.
"Heh… I didn't expect that side of Miss Roygun. I only knew her as the head of the Belfengor family, the second seat in the Rating Game—a forceful, commanding leader."
"That's true, but to us, she's the perfect mistress. We'll follow her for life."
"Just you, then? No other maids or staff here?"
Tenra's curiosity flickered.
"No others. Lady Roygun prefers to be surrounded by women like herself, rather than ordinary servants."
Illude shook her head, confirming his guess.
Roygun Belfengor—a queen among onee-samas, combining beauty, presence, and power. Her household and staff matched her type perfectly. "Similar" clearly meant just that.
Not only was she an onee-sama herself, she was an unabashed onee-sama enthusiast.
Tenra grinned inwardly at the thought. Eunice finished rinsing him off, using a spell to draw water from the bath and wash away the last traces of soap.
"Red Dragon Emperor-sama, we heard how you saved Lady Roygun and Lady Yumira."
"As thanks, Lady Roygun instructed us—whatever you wish, you may do with us."
Her breath was sweet against his ear, her whisper intimate.
"Anything at all?"
Tenra opened his eyes, amusement dancing across his face.
"Mmm…"
Eunice's answer was soft, promising.
So even if he wanted to indulge right now, they wouldn't refuse.
It was tempting. Both women were stunning, every inch as alluring as their mistress. But Tenra only entertained the idea—he had no intention of acting on it.
If they were his, he wouldn't hesitate. But they belonged to Roygun; lines shouldn't be crossed.
Flirting, playful service—fine. But some boundaries deserved respect.
Still, as long as he didn't go too far, he could enjoy himself.
Tenra's gaze lingered on Eunice's long, flawless legs. For any man, those were treasures beyond price.
"Red Dragon Emperor-sama, do you like them?"
Eunice caught his look, a blush blooming on her cheeks.
"They're beautiful," Tenra said with a smile.
"Then let them serve you."
Eunice conjured a chair of water with a flick of magic, settled onto it, and extended her elegant legs toward him…
Much later, Tenra emerged from the bathroom in a crisp black suit. Illude and Eunice followed, faces still flushed, steps a little uncertain.
No surprise there—after serving their honored guest, their legs were wobbly. They'd need a good rest before they recovered.
"Tenra Kamiyo, you're finally out. How was it?"
Roygun was waiting, a teasing smile on her lips. She'd changed into a deep crimson dress with a plunging neckline, pale shoulders bare, her subtle makeup only highlighting her regal beauty.
"Excellent. Thank you for the hospitality."
Tenra smiled and took a seat across from her.
Roygun's eyes sparkled. She beckoned Illude to her side, pulled Eunice into her lap.
"I told you—you could do anything with them."
"What's wrong? Didn't they suit your taste?"
She stroked Eunice's cheek, her gaze sharp. With her insight, she knew Tenra hadn't gone beyond playful indulgence.
"No, Illude and Eunice are exceptional. But they're yours, Miss Roygun. I don't steal what belongs to others."
Tenra shrugged, his tone light, a hint of mischief beneath.
"Don't steal what belongs to others?"
Roygun laughed—a rich, amused sound. "Tenra Kamiyo, you really are an interesting man."
She lifted Eunice's chin, then leaned in and claimed her lips.
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