The angel Crim had a special ability for gathering information. At least, that’s what the halfling Kanchal claimed.

Asking for information at a first meeting meant that first impressions were everything.

To use extreme logic, if you put a stunning beauty next to the town drunk, those who would want to speak with the latter would be in the minority.

In terms of appearance, Stunk was average, but he had a certain scumbag appeal. Zel had very defined facial features, typical of an elf, but he also had a dirtbag look about him. In contrast, Crim had the unaffected, lovely, youthful appearance of a beautiful girl.

“Um…there’s something I’d like to ask.”

Crim’s charm point was the way they rubbed their thighs together with tears welling in their eyes. Their upturned, coquettish eyes rimmed with tears had a powerful effect on many different species.

“Oh, what is it, young lady? If this old man can answer your question, ask anything.”

A middle-aged man dressed like a merchant fell for it immediately.

Crim was on the main drag in town.

“Actually, I’m searching for a person… She’s a skinny human female with thick creases around her eyes, the lower-body tentacles of a dagon, dark skin, and a massive rack… Have you seen her?”

“Hmm… No one like that immediately comes to mind…but wait… Hmm…”

“Is there something that may be ringing a bell for you…?”

“Yes, maybe… Will you stick with me until it comes to mind? There’s an inn made for succubus se—um…a very chic restaurant just around here.”

The man put his hand around Crim’s shoulder with a practiced gesture. His thick, sweaty palm was disgusting, and Crim’s arms were flecked with goose bumps.

“U-um, no, well, you don’t have to go to the trouble…”

Yet the man was rubbing Crim’s skin now, and they were starting to feel anxious. Crim was awed by his delicate caress and simultaneously horrified by the fact that their breath was getting ragged.

The sexual harassment that Stunk and others regularly hurled at Crim didn’t really faze them anymore, but this man was another story. It must have been the gap between playboys who got their rocks off at succubus joints and those who went prowling the streets for an easy mark.

However, Crim had felt the bizarre heat emanating from this man’s eyes before. It was probably due to the girl at a certain succubus joint who absolutely captivated him—

No. The association makes me want to die. Just kill me now.

Crim’s body went temporarily numb, and they tripped and fell thanks to their imagination getting away from them.

“Ohh, wow, are you okay, my lady? If you don’t feel well, we should take a rest somewhere. Look, there’s an inn just there…”

“Um, umm, ohhh…”

The sheer level of disgust Crim felt toward this old pervert had robbed them of the ability to speak.

At this rate, the old man was going to pull them in. That was the only thing Crim couldn’t stand for. In the event that he got Crim’s clothes off, there was one final thing Crim absolutely had to protect, and they didn’t know if they would be able to.

“Yo, Crim, how’s it going over there?”

Stunk suddenly appeared, pushing through a crowd. Sizing up Crim and the middle-aged man, he twisted his mouth into a perverse shape. His left eye was half-closed, but his right remained wide-open as he blew cigarette smoke in the man’s face.

“Gehh…! Just who do you think you are?!”

“Listen, old man, you’re all over my girl right now. At least you have good taste.”

Stunk put his hand on the man’s shoulder and blew smoke on him from close range.

“If you want a hot girl of your own, then I know just the place. Isn’t that right, Zel?”

“Oh yeah, that one. You can have your fun with countless cuties for the base price of five thousand gold.”

Zel also stomped in through the crowd. He and Stunk both looked like five times the dirtbags they normally did.

“Come on now, let’s take you to paradise.”

“Yeah, there’s a bunch of petite, dark-skinned girls there ready for you.”

“Honestly, what are those girls doing just waiting around idly?”

“By the way, my girl here, she keeps a cockroach living inside her!”

The middle-aged man leaped back with lightning speed.

Stunk and Zel high-fived in celebration, but Crim looked sullen.

“I didn’t realize gathering information could be this rough…”

“It’s because you still don’t have the hang of it. Let me share Kanchal’s words with you: Become a piece of shit, with a shit-eating grin. Laugh as much as you can and go in with the intention of plucking everything you can—even their pubic hair.”

“Geez, Stunk, do you really need to go that far when you’re just talking to someone?”

“I didn’t say Crim should do that with every person he encounters. If they don’t look like they’re up to foul play, Crim can simply smile and say good-bye. But there will definitely be someone who’s hiding something, or someone who wants to try their luck with an angel. So as a form of insurance, Crim should hold an invite of ill intent close to the chest.”

Zel nodded deeply in agreement with Stunk’s words.

“First, Crim, you should work on your fuck you attitude, and then when they fall for it, become the angel, Crimvael. You love it when they fall for it, right?”

“I’ve already fallen in a number of different ways.”

“Don’t stress that part. Men are destined to fall victim to the female body until the end of time.”

“Yeah, take pride in the fact that you’re also male and fall for it…”

Crim’s face warped into one of grim acceptance. The feeling in their chest must have been infinite evil intention…

Maybe these people will find out what a painful experience really entails, just once.

The fact that Crim still didn’t think they could be the source of such a painful experience was definitely characteristic of them.

At any rate, even though Crim had supposedly awoken to their evil intent, the situation didn’t change for the better. None of the people they spoke to had seen Pyugmarie or Gara.

After another fruitless canvassing session, the crew gathered at a pub and convened for mealtime. There were four of them: Crim, Stunk, Zel, and Vilchana. Brooz’s body didn’t respond well to the magical lube, and he was incapacitated, so they left him behind. Samtahn originally had plans for a different trip and went on his way to a town filled with eating and drinking establishments. They took his review from him before parting ways.

“Well, we’ve come to an impasse, haven’t we?”

Stunk broke the ice with his mouth full of meat.

“We could move on to a different town and search for information, or if anyone has a better idea, please let us know now.”

“I reckon we should move on. I can inquire of the spirits on the way, too.”

“I don’t think we’ve completely canvassed this entire town yet…”

Next to the three companions mulling the situation over, the newly recruited Buddha-faced asura raised one of his six hands.

“What about succubus joints?”

“What about them? Vilchana, you’re addicted already, aren’t you?”

“No, that is not what I meant, Stunk. You used a succubus joint to dispel the curse placed on your penis. Why not also make use of them to collect information?”

Zel was drawn in by Vilchana’s serious expression and listened intently with a knit brow.

“You’re right… Succubus joints are the heart of interspecies culture. Large red-light districts have girls of all different species, and there also could be accomplished fortune-tellers around, too, for example…”

“Well, it’s decided, then. Off we go.”

“Down to bang in the blink of an eye. How very like Stunk…”

The four companions stood from their seats the second they finished eating. On their walk to the red-light district, Stunk and Zel spoke in hushed tones as they led the group. They were shooting glances back toward the asura taking up the rear.

“He didn’t even receive a formal request, so he won’t get paid, but he’s really throwing himself into this…”

“He’s totally obsessed right now…just like Crim was at first.”

“I can hear both of you perfectly well, you know.”

Having arrived at their red-light district destination, the crew gazed upon innumerable different succu-joint signs. There were a vast number of establishments offering different types of play with different species.

OUR HUMAN GIRLS ARE RIPE FOR THE PICKING AND ALL UNDER ONE HUNDRED YEARS OLD! WELCOME TO THE MENAGERIE. (ELVES ESPECIALLY WELCOME.)

YOU’LL GET ADDICTED TO THE FEEL OF THESE SCALES! THE BLACK LIZARD OF LOVE.

IN JUST ONE DAY, YOU’LL MAKE TWENTY INTERSPECIES GIRLFRIENDS! THE SISTER PRINCIPLE.

GET YOUR ROCKS OFF WITH A REAL HEAVYWEIGHT! GANESHA’S TRUNK.

THERE’LL BE NO RUNNING FROM OUR LITHE, LOVELY LADIES! SLENDER WOMAN.

The signs included standard offerings as well as unknown beings. A wide variety of choices.

“Well, now that we’re here, which one of these places can offer fortune-telling…?”

“The world truly is a vast place. I’m floored.”

“Oh, how about that one?”

The sign Zel was staring up at had a design that made the viewer want to look in every direction at once.

“Gazer specialty shop—Look at Me Sadistically.”

Stunk and Vilchana also gathered around.

“Gazers, huh…? They’re said to have clairvoyance, but is that true?”

“Most certainly. A gazer fortune-teller in my hometown told me, ‘Head west for new encounters. You will find a gate to the deepest abyss of awakening,’ and look, here I am.”

Crim thought, That awakening is the same one that I’ve had, but they didn’t say it aloud.

“As for the succu-girls, apparently they’re all upper echelon in terms of strong will. Better tighten your belts, boys. Before you loosen them, that is.”

Zel was practically already stepping inside the joint as he spoke. Stunk was predictably guffawing as he followed. Buddha-faced Vilchana also walked in next.

If Zel said to “tighten your belts,” then he must mean the girls are upper echelon in all regards, not just in terms of strong will, right…?

Crim gingerly followed suit. Curiosity had overcome apprehension in this case and put impetus behind their shining, brilliant wings.

Gazers were a species known for their high magic level and multiple eyes. They had two eyes on their face and one on their forehead, alongside eyes covering the tentacles that grew from their back. Every one of their eyes was a magic eye that housed magical powers, and they were terrifying.

“It will be obvious when the magic eyes are on or off, so you don’t need to worry.”

The girl spoke to Crim calmly. The corners of her eyes drooped slightly, enhancing her gentle appearance. Her body was soft and round, but not portly. She seemed like she’d feel great in bed.

Well, she certainly looks nice…

Crim was too embarrassed to look her in the eyes and dropped their gaze to the floor. However, there were eyes down there as well.

Gazers wrapped their tentacles, which were covered in eyes, around their bodies in place of clothing.

“Um… Do the magic eyes that gazers have include any dark-elemental properties…?”

“My name is Beholuun. Nice to meet you.”

“Umm, yes. My name is Crim. It’s nice to meet you, too, Beholuun. But…the thing is, I really can’t handle dark magic…”

Because angels more or less personified light-elemental magic, they were extremely weak to all dark-elemental properties. It turned their stomachs. Crim was able to resist the petrifying gaze of the medusa shield, but its dark-elemental contamination had thrown them out of whack for a long time afterward.

“You don’t need to worry about that, either. We won’t do anything that you, our loyal customer, wouldn’t enjoy. I can understand what you dislike, Crim, just by looking at you.”

The tentacle eye on the floor stared up at Crim, ogling them. Crim shivered and felt like they had goose bumps running along the inside of their body.

“Our obsession with internal organs has earned us something of a reputation…”

“Is it my imagination, or did you say something really messed up just now?”

“No, no, you misunderstand… I’m not going to cut you open or anything—I’m just going to have a peek inside…”

The penetrative gaze of Beholuun’s many eyes were permeating Crim’s skin and running their synapses all over the inside of their body. Hearing what she said, Crim couldn’t quite be sure if it was a hallucination, or if she could indeed acquire true visual perception through a form of magic.

Crim didn’t really understand it, but it was definitely freaky. Beholuun gently stroked Crim’s youthful shoulder.

“The inside of your body is shining, and just looking at it has me entranced… You don’t have very much muscle mass, but your bones are solid, and your organs are healthy. Yes! You’re just my type.”

“Th-thank you…?”

Crim had never been complimented on their internal organs. They were more bewildered than happy.

“Your stomach is really quite something, too…!”

And in no time at all, she had discovered Crim’s member. It was tickled by the sensation, and Crim’s erectile tissue began to harden.

“Wow, it’s getting bigger… Are you getting hard merely from this base level of scrutiny?”

Beholuun began to whisper in Crim’s ear from behind. Her breath and soft voice stimulated Crim’s earlobe alongside her innumerable eyes, which set Crim’s synapses ablaze like a shot of fire liquor.

But the hottest thing was Crim’s crotch, calling deeply to their awakened instincts.

“Oh my, my, my. Your stomach is so small and cute, but the thing between your thighs is very strong… Hee-hee-hee.”

“Th-thank you.”

Having their great sword praised, Crim was embarrassed and flushed red. They knew she was being genuine, so they weren’t upset. And it would be a lie to say they weren’t proud of their size. Even they had a bit of pride.

“Wow, but look—”

Beholuun’s line of sight converged in a writhing mass, underneath the root of Crim’s man sword.

“Your female parts are also super cute.”

Crim’s beautiful face went stiff.

“Y-you can see that from over my clothes, too?”

“Of course. I can see through your organs, so that’s a given… Hee-hee.”

It wasn’t something Crim should have been trying to hide in a place like this anyway. They possessed male and female sex organs, and that was their truth.

The fact that all angels were intersex was not well-known to the general public. Crim was the only angel living in this world, so this information would also never spread. Sometimes, it was found during play at a succubus joint, but Crim’s true identity had never been discovered before even taking their clothes off.

“Hmmm, wow, I see… Your male side is probably devoted to the idea of love, but your female side gets ultra wild, hot, and bothered, right…?”

“N-no…!”

“But it’s more than wanton sexual arousal. When you get roughed up by someone who’s just your type, your heart throbs in your chest because you secretly enjoy being dominated, yes?”

“Ahh…wahhh…uhhh…”

“Oh my, my. Now you’re crying. Even though it’s the truth, is it hard to hear it? You heard something scary about yourself, so you must be a bit down about it. There, there.”

Beholuun pulled Crim into her plush bosom and stroked their head lovingly. Enveloped in her soft warmth, the burden on Crim’s heart was lessened. The shock of having their sexual preference predicted also softened, and in contrast, they started to become impressed.

The gazer’s power of clairvoyance is truly incredible…

The vision—which could see through a person’s body and, further, ascertain their disposition—was the real deal. This girl could probably predict Pyugmarie and Gara’s whereabouts.

“I sense there’s something you want to ask me.”

“You can tell that, too?”

“Okay, well, what is it?”

Beholuun laughed coyly and pulled on Crim’s hand.

“Sit down here.”

Crim thought she was guiding them to the bed, but she pointed at the floor in front of them instead.

“Okay, right here.”

“…On the floor?”

“I’ll sit here!”

Beholuun sat on the bed and smirked. The tentacles wrapping her body came loose, and their vision permeated Crim’s feet.

“Sit down.”

Immediately, Crim felt an electric shock in their knees.

“What the—? I can feel my knees going numb…!”

“W-wow, that’s impressive. I knew your resistances were high, but even though I glared at you like that, that was the only reaction I got. I guess I’ll have to unleash the full extent of my power on you.”

“Doesn’t that mean you’ll use all your powers for something terrible?”

“Hnnnnnnrgh…take this!”

Beholuun’s tentacle eyes became bloodshot, and a numbing bolt of lightning shot through the youthful angel’s skinny legs. Crim crumpled in a heap and fell on their rear.

With her innumerable eyes, the girl looked down at Crim from the bed, covered in sweat, her shoulders heaving as she breathed.

“Phew…hff…oof…my vision has gone hazy. I’m not sure I can work anymore today… Mmmph…so bleary…”

Beholuun started to drip eye drops into her dried-out eyes. In the meantime, Crim started to rub their numb legs in an attempt to restore their sense of feeling.

“Wow, your hands still move, huh? A normal species would have had their heart burst from the glare I just gave you. This is the first time someone has ever been affected in just their lower body, I think!”

Angels had extremely high status resistances. In concept, the vision of a gazer shouldn’t affect them whatsoever. Even Crim would have been unfazed if the halo above their head wasn’t broken.

“Um, umm… What kind of service is this exactly…?!”

“It’s visual bondage service. This is the standard here…”

In essence, this was S-M bondage play. The joint’s name was Look at Me Sadistically, so really, this should have been obvious.

“In any case, Crim, what would you want me to do?”

A cold shiver ran through Crim as Beholuun spoke gently, like she was fawning over a pet. She crossed her legs, and as the tips of her toes shuddered right in front of youthful Crim, she was somehow still oppressive.

She had the aura of an ancient queen.

“Um, well, there’s someone I’m looking for…”

“Hmph! You’re asking for fortune-telling using my clairvoyance, aren’t you?!”

“Do you think that would be possible…?”

“Hmph, I wonder!”

Beholuun tweaked the corner of her mouth like a pouting child.

“Why did you come to a succubus joint instead of just going to a fortune-teller?”

“Well…my companions and I came to this conclusion…”

“So you just wanted fortune-telling, and you don’t actually care about me at all? That makes me so sad…because I really like you, Crim. You’re so adorable…”

“N-no, it’s not that I’m uninterested in you! You’re so beautiful!”

“Ha-ha, yay! That makes me happy. So you’ll get all hot and bothered just for me?”

“Y-yes…well…”

Beholuun used the tips of her toes to lift Crim’s chin as they hung their head in shame. Her two sources of vision looking down at Crim from above and her innumerable other eyes all pierced Crim mercilessly, leaving them completely immobile.

Crim couldn’t defy her, or so they had been convinced.

“I love the fact that you’re so insatiable, Crim. I really want to make you feel good, instead of performing some silly fortune-telling… What do you think?”

“What do you mean, ‘what do I think?’”

“Don’t you want me to punish you with pleasure for the entire session? Rather than spending time on fortune-telling, I really just want to spoil you…!”

Crim didn’t want to be punished—that was scary. Crim needed it to be gentle. However, once the gazer focused on Crim with her innumerable eyes, they lost all freedom of spirit.

Crim started to tell themself that obeying orders was the highest form of happiness.

I’m going to be shown a whole new world…

Crim had been tossed around like a rag doll by an unknown world of pleasure ever since falling from Heaven to this world.

The time they had their first sexual experience at a catgirl specialty joint.

The time they had their womanhood thoroughly satisfied by Elza the hyena.

The time they went alone to Magical Lube.

Oh God… I’m not sure who I am anymore!

Crim had grown to the point where they could enter succubus joints all by themself. Crim was a proper adult now, capable of riding the wave of sexual desire to the very end, just like Stunk and Zel. They were both going hard with gazer girls at this very moment. Crim absolutely could not abide completing this experience without a successful ending.

“Ms. Beholuun…!”

“What is it, Crim?”

Crim grit their teeth and struggled to recall what the most important thing when gathering information was.

Finally, the chattering of Crim’s teeth subsided. Their eyes watered, and they put on a pitiful expression, like a puppy stuck in the rain.

“Please, I need your fortune-telling…! Without it, I’ll let everyone down…! Please, Beholuun, I need your strength…!”

The tears were running down Crim’s cheeks. The power of seeing a gorgeous angel cry, face wet with tears, would pierce the heart of any living person.

“Ahh, if you look at me like that, I won’t know what to do…”

Beholuun exhaled begrudgingly and drank in Crim’s expression. If her eyes were mouths, she would have been licking every pair of lips at this most tantalizing morsel.

“You have such a cute face…and that’s such a great expression…”

Beholuun exhaled loudly again and nodded.

“That was impeccable acting! I knew you were lying, but it really tugged at my heartstrings!”

“Ah, was it that obvious…?”

“Don’t underestimate a gazer!”

Beholuun stuck out her ample bosom with pride.

I guess I was hopeless after all…

After being told they had a real talent for gathering information, Crim tried to do their best. As Crim slumped their shoulders in dejection, Beholuun snickered lightly.

“But…because your fine performance did move me, for this time only, I will put some effort into fortune-telling!”

“A-are you serious?! Thank you so much, Beholuun!”

When shining with delight, the face of an angel was extremely attractive. Beholuun was glad she listened to Crim’s plea. Their face was that powerful. There was a real glimpse of the talent that Kanchal had observed in Crim present there.

“However, I used almost all my magic power earlier to bind you, so it might be a lost cause. To that end, however, there’s something that I want to ask of you.”

“If there’s something I can do, then please let me know!”

“Mmm, that’s a good angel. Okay, I need you to masturbate the entire time I’m fortune-telling.”

“Okay! …Okay?”

The youthful angel’s beaming face went stiff.

“And put lots of sultry passion into your performance so I can stay excited!”

“You might get excited, but that’s not going to restore your magic power!”

“You can choose which one to use! Your male part, or your female part!”

“That’s not a wide range of choice…!”

“Are you sure? I’m pretty confident it’s cause for great joy.”

Beholuun looked puzzled and had clearly made up her mind, in terrifying fashion. Her soft voice was gentle, like silk floss wrapped around Crim’s neck, and it was slowly but surely whittling down their mental defenses.

Maybe I’m the one who’s lost it…

Crim’s sense of doubt was perhaps due to the effect of her magic eyes. As Crim’s reluctance toward sex gradually wore down, they were also becoming more thin-skinned.

Beholuun must have picked up on this as her tentacles gently fell away from her body. They sprung forth like snakes’ necks and wrapped around the angel’s limbs from every direction.

“Ahh…ahhh…don’t look at me like that…”

Crim tried to hide their face by bowing their head, but Beholuun’s bewitching gaze refused to miss a single detail. Crim couldn’t look away and ended up meeting her magic eyes.

“Okay, now please imagine…”

Crim shuddered as Beholuun’s eyes grazed their neck.

“Ohh, you’re stroking your big beast right in front of me. You start panting like a dog, and then… Pshuu…pshuu…pshuu…pshuu… You climax so hard, you cover my whole body in your liquid love… I can’t help but stare before I start breathing hard as well. And in no time at all, I’m begging for you to put it inside me… Please, Crim, please… Every part of me wants to surrender to you.”

Crim vividly imagined how nice it would feel to pin Beholuun down and ravage her every orifice. They would wrap their arms around her delicate body and thrust into her with abandon. She would stroke Crim’s face when they reached climax, and Crim would feel like they had ascended to Heaven.

“Or maybe…”

Beholuun’s gaze stroked Crim’s rear inner thigh. Crim was still numb, but they could feel the heat of sexual desire welling in their lower pelvis.

“Oh, I see you’re rubbing your smooth little slit in front of me as you coo. You’ll get so embarrassed and apologize over and over while you cum incessantly; then you’ll be consumed by shame, and you’ll want me to scold you for being so sinful… You’ll look up at me with those big, bashful eyes and say, Punish me. In that moment, I’ll dispel the paralysis gripping you, so get on all fours like a good little puppy, okay? I love giving rewards to obedient pets.”

Once again, Crim vividly imagined the writhing tentacles coming to attack them, just as they not-so-secretly desired. Crim would be ravaged while on all fours, but their whole body would be racked with ecstasy.

Crim would be observed in this lewd state from every point of view, but even then, they would lose themself to the adverse form of pleasure.

Oh no, both options are hopeless…!

Crim was the ultimate servant of God and a resident of Heaven: an angel. They were not allowed to give in to desire and behave in such a sinful manner.

But…I’ve come so far…and I really need her fortune-telling ability…

This was not the first nor second time Crim had given in to shameful behavior. Every time they visited a succubus joint, they were doing something that could never be shown to God, and if their fellow angels found out about the activities they had engaged in, they would talk behind Crim’s back… Crim had already become a prisoner of the infinite realm of desire.

Not to mention, right now, Crim was engaged in proceedings that were necessary for work.

Mmm, that’s right. There’s nothing I can do… The fact that I’m getting myself involved in licentious acts cannot be avoided, so please, God, forgive me… Now that I’ve repented, I suppose I’ll choose this one.

Crim became deathly serious as they weighed the options. But which would they choose? The decision felt heavier with each passing second.

So right off the bat, I have to address the fact that S-M scares me. Should I embrace my masculinity and make use of my…great sword? Hmm…this girl is a bit scary, but I can sense she has a nurturing side, and frightening situations alone are awe-inspiring in the sense that they put the fear of God in me… Oh no, I bet this way of thinking is terribly irreverent… In fact, I’m sure it is… It’s irreverent and terrible, but I have to do this for the sake of my work, so please forgive me, O Lord… Okay, seriously, it’s time to make a decision. I will choose…

Beholuun clapped her hands together loudly.

“Bzzz! Time’s up! I’m upset with you, Crim! You’re so indecisive!”

“Um, ummm…well then…”

“You’ll do both, thank you very much.”

Beholuun’s tentacles wrapped around Crim’s waist. She pulled them closer to her, placing their right hand on their twitching tower and their left hand to their glistening gap.

“As punishment for your indecision, I think it’s only fitting that both flavors of Crim entertain me. Hurry up, then, and I’ll do your fortune-telling.”

“…Okay, I will.”

Crim gripped their great sword through their clothes and extended two fingers a bit farther down. Though they were only pleasuring themself, they were already deeply aroused. In no time at all, their hand came back sopping wet. Seeing this, Crim squeaked out a cry of ecstasy.

“Ahh, unnngh…hahhh…ahhhh…”

“Oh my, my…an angel’s cry of ecstasy is so beautiful. As a woman, I must admit I’m a bit jealous. But instead of going on about my envy, I should see to your fortune-telling, yes?”

Beholuun shut the eyes on her face and gazed in all directions with the eyes on her tentacles. Being freed from her sticky, incessant gaze, Crim actually felt sadness more than relief.

“Okay now, Crim, please describe the people who you are looking for, okay?”

“Mmm, phew, okay…umm…the first one is—”

As Crim spoke of Gara and Pyugmarie, their hands worked feverishly at their dual pleasures. Their breath became short, and their words grew unsteady. When Crim was done speaking for the time being, they were able to put all their concentration into using both hands.

“Ahh, oh, Beholuun, I’m—I’m…!”

Passion became heat, which swelled into a roaring inferno between Crim’s legs. It wouldn’t be long before they erupted with satisfaction.

“Oh, by the way, if you reach climax before I finish the fortune-telling, I won’t force you to do it again.”

“Wha…?”

“You don’t like being embarrassed, do you? You want to finish up quickly and go home, right?”

Crim swallowed a lump in their throat. Their jack-off hand and slit-rubbing finger both accelerated.

“What’s the matter? Why won’t you cum?”

“Be-because…”

“Be-because why?”

Beholuun’s tentacle eyes gathered to drink in Crim’s forlorn expression and shuddering groin. It went without saying the eyes were undulating as they teased the angel’s disposition.

I went so far as to do the mortifying thing she asked me to… This is so cruel…!

What did Crim mean by “I went so far”? They already received the fortune-telling they came for, and they could have avoided their embarrassing situation entirely. What was Crim just so upset about? The mere thought of being upset was simply an excuse.

Of course, Crim knew exactly what they truly wanted.

“Okay, how about the opposite?”

“The opposite…?”

“If you can manage to hold off on cumming until I’m finished with the fortune-telling, then you can go home, okay?”

Crim’s groin was gripped with confusion as Beholuun proposed terms that were the exact opposite of her words from a moment ago. Their nether regions didn’t know whether they should cum or resist cumming with all their mental fortitude.

“In this case, if you reach climax before I finish fortune-telling, then I will bully you to my heart’s content, you naughty angel.”

Crim held their breath.

After coming all this way, I can’t leave without doing anything… That would be too disappointing…!

Crim kept their fingers moving, both left and right hands covered in fluid. Both their instruments of sex eagerly awaited climax. If they simply let it all out right now, this beautiful girl would fawn on them. They would be able to cum, with the promise of more ecstasy on the way. In that case, why would Crim even try to hold off?

“O-okay, I understand. I’ll accept those conditions.”

“Very well. By the way, I have already finished fortune-telling, you know…!”

“What…?”

“I was able to see both of them, the dark-skinned golem girl and the dour old witch.”

Her vision was right on the money…and a bit too quick.

Beholuun’s three eyes on her face were already open, and her tentacle eyes looked tired as their membranes flickered incessantly. Crim saw this as proof that they had done the exact job they were asked of.

Beholuun’s smile was excessively serene, yet torturous.

“Well, isn’t that good news, right, Crim? You don’t have to do anything that embarrasses you anymore, okay? You don’t need to skeet-skeet or gush squirting juices all over the place, and you can go home the clean and pure Crim you always were, okay? Look, I’ll even remove your binds.”

A powerful force jolted through Crim’s lower abdomen. In that moment, the numbness gripping them disappeared, and they could use their legs freely again.

“You still have a bunch of time left, so I’ll refund half your money, okay?”

“N-no, um…”

Beholuun waved both her hands at Crim, but they already knew her true intention. She really wanted Crim to say it…to beg pitifully for it of their own volition.

Crim couldn’t go against her. Or rather, they couldn’t disobey the flower of desire blooming within.

“P-please don’t end our time together yet…!”

“What? What did you say?”

“I—I want you to watch me touch myself…all the way until the end…!”

Shame ran through Crim’s body the moment the confession left their lips, and ecstasy stroked their organs from the inside out. It felt exceptionally good, and it wouldn’t have been an overstatement to say the feeling was refreshing.

Releasing the impulses Crim had learned to reflexively repress drove their hands to move even more furiously.

“Wow, Crim, you’re really going to town on yourself… Does it feel good?”

“Yes, mmmnn… It feels so good…!”

“But it’s probably not enough over your clothes, is it?”

Beholuun got down off the bed and put her hands on Crim’s clothes. In mere moments, Crim was stripped completely naked.

“W-wow, no matter where I look, your skin is so smooth and clean…”

“Th-thank you so much…!”

Crim’s whole body was exposed as they further stimulated themself. The more Crim realized how freeing the feeling was, the faster they moved their hands. They spread their legs even wider so that Beholuun could look all she wanted.

“Hmm, but…this is still getting in the way.”

Beholuun poked at the halo of light above Crim’s head and the glowing wings on their back.

“Your halo and wings are imbued with condensed holy light, so if I tried to look into them, I would probably lose my eyesight. They’re really dangerous…”

Beholuun hid Crim’s halo and wings with a towel. Crim already felt like they had fallen as far as possible, but this act caused their eyes to shoot wide open.

“U-um, but these are what make me an angel…!”

“Yes, that’s right. But you’re not an angel anymore, Crim. Right now, you’re just my horny little puppy. Woof, woof, woof!”

Beholuun clapped her hands together with joy and shimmied over toward Crim. She was softly touching them as she whispered, “Adorable little Crim, let’s get you in a real doggy position.”

A few of her tentacle eyes approached Crim’s face. Under their pressure, Crim was pushed down to the floor, now on their back with their stomach in view, just like a submissive house pet.

Crim was pitiful and terrifyingly mortified, but they couldn’t stop masturbating. They rocked their turgid member up and down as they swirled their fingers around deep inside their secret slit.

“Ahh, ohhh, I can’t—I—I…!”

“You have to speak more clearly, or I might just go home, you know?”

Being strictly chided by Beholuun and her warm, soothing face, Crim shook their head.

“Don’t go, Beholuun…!”

“As long as we’re here, please call me holy mistress.”

“Yes, mistress… Don’t forsake me!”

Crim may have gone a bit overboard with this phrase. They were becoming progressively more desperate, which only increased their craving for release. They were beyond ready to climax.

“There you go… That’s right… I love it when you’re obedient, Crim. Let me give you a little reward. Open wide!”

“Y-yes, mistress…!”

Beholuun opened her mouth above Crim’s small lips. Drool was running down her tongue. The saliva trickled its way down, and… Drip, drop.

“Ah, ahh—!”

Crim’s heart was racing from the salacious act. In the moment before the drop of saliva broke free from the thread, it threatened to destroy Crim’s moral courage. Crim ran a finger along their vulva and sighed in anticipation.

Bloop!

Crim stuck out their tongue to receive the droplet. Immediately, their dual pleasures spasmed and erupted.

“Ahhhhh… Mmnnghhhh…!”

The ecstasy that had been welling up deep within burst forth. Milk and honey shot toward the heavens as the ground was anointed with holy water.

The milky liquid not only covered Crim’s own stomach, but also got all over Beholuun. A long, thin thread of it connected the two of them.

“My, my, angels let out quite a bit, don’t they? And what a lucky shot it was!”

“Wh-wh-what do you mean by ‘lucky’?” Crim asked faintly through ragged breath.

“There are only three girls at our establishment who don’t mind getting bodily fluid in their eyes, and I’m one of them. Did you know that?”

A number of Beholuun’s eyeball tentacles had been covered in angel juice.

“I-I’m so sorry…! Does it hurt?”

“I can feel your sperm swimming around on the surface of my eyeballs.”

“Wow…are you really that sensitive?”

“Ha-ha, that was just a joke.”

Beholuun was elated as she crawled over on top of Crim.

“Hee-hee… I couldn’t have asked for more from my adorable little puppy.”

She kissed Crim on the cheek repeatedly while patting them on the head.

“M-mistress…”

Being embraced by Beholuun, Crim’s postcoital languor turned to pleasant relaxation. They wouldn’t have minded remaining in this state forever. However, their reverie was suddenly interrupted when a foreign object knocked against Crim’s member.

“Huh? Something hard…?”

Crim looked down and froze solid. While Crim’s angel staff was still rock-hard, a long rod similar in shape and size was now rubbing against it. And it was extending from in between Beholuun’s legs.

“M-m-mistress? There’s no way… Are you…also…?”

“Not quite. This is a mass of my tentacles in the shape of a shaft.”

Looking closely, Crim could see that indeed, it was a shaft made up of multiple tentacles.

“There are quite a few girls who come to see me, too, you know? They tell me the eyes that run along the length of this tentacle shaft feel like an exotic ribbon… There are quite a few men who come for this, as well.”

“Be that as it may, um…isn’t it…really, really big?”

“It’s the same size as yours, isn’t it, Crim?”

Hearing this, Crim was in a bind and couldn’t refuse by saying it was absurdly huge. It was the same length and girth that Crim had given to succu-girls many times over, after all.

“Are you…going to put that inside me?”

“That’s right. And please remember the succubus girls you’ve seen thus far who cried out loud when you gave it to them. It’s your turn, Crim.”

“I-I’m scared, to be honest… I never expected that something that big…would be going inside me…”

“With how tough your angel body is, I’m sure you’ll be just fine.”

Beholuun embraced Crim gently and nibbled lightly on their ear.

“I’ll give you a hint, as special service… One of the two in the party I divined for you…they’re closer to you than you think, so stay on your guard, okay?”

“They’re close to me…?”

Just as Crim was lost in the moment, Beholuun’s eldritch great sword wormed its way deep inside.

The intersex angel let go of all inhibition and moaned loud enough to wake the dead.

The four companions wrote their reviews from within the horse carriage. More accurately, Crim stood in to write each review for them. This was because Crim could float inside the wobbly carriage and maintain neat handwriting.

“Okay…I’m done writing them for now.”

“You’re a lifesaver. We’ll treat you to something soon.”

“I understand it’s best to write them when our memories are fresh.”

Crim looked quite refreshed as they replied to Stunk. Vilchana was sitting cross-legged, his body diminished in size, as he looked toward them. Ever since Look at Me Sadistically, he seemed stoic and introverted.

“Umm…Vilchana, are you okay?”

“…Woof.”

“S-M playtime is over! Drop the act. Take a deep breath and turn the page.”

“Phew…ahhh…woof!”

Vilchana was seriously affected.

“Stunk, taking him to that place for his second-ever succu-joint visit seems to have seriously messed him up…”

“Ahh, I guess we did take it too quickly. I’m sorry, I owe you a drink, too.”

“Woof…”

Crim couldn’t help shooting a sympathetic look at the handsome swordsman.

Because of how deeply succu-joints shocked me in the beginning, it also took me a long time to get used to the lifestyle…but now even I can get comfortable after a while. Is this a good thing?

Compared with Crim, Vilchana had fallen into an even deeper, fast-paced hole. The crew wanted to help him somehow, but they didn’t have any time at the moment.

“Won’t this carriage go any faster?”

Zel spoke through a cold sweat. His long, pointy ears were downturned.

“For now, we’re heading to the Great River to board a boat. The rest is undecided.”

Stunk was playing it cool, but if one looked closely, they would see that the cigarette in his mouth was backward. Crim’s mind was also fraught with uneasiness.

The reason they got in the horse carriage without hitting the bar is because none of them had time to spare, aside from Vilchana.

The result of Beholuun’s fortune-telling was not to be underestimated.

“The pair you are looking for has crossed the Great River and are heading in yonder direction. I believe to the town that you call home? Their aim is as follows: The witch simply wants to escape, but the golem…is searching for a doppelgänger. Yes, I believe that’s correct.”

Gara was searching for a doppelgänger…in other words, a twin sister. She was searching for…Meidri.

“If the two of them meet at Ye Pubbe…what do you think will happen?”

Stunk swallowed a lump in his throat at Zel’s question.

“She’ll say, Oh wow, there’s a doll who’s a perfect look-alike of me, customized according to a man’s sexual appetite, with dark skin, massive tits, and the general frame of a dagon. What the fuck do you think is gonna happen?!”

None of them had the ability to address the real bottom line. There was only one word for the bloodcurdling fate that would befall them were the two ever to meet.

Death.