There was an inescapable fate in this world. It consumed lives like a whirlpool, dragging them to their ends indiscriminately.

That said, there was always the option of turning back before being swallowed whole. But Stunk was incapable of backtracking.

He had to move forward. He had been caught in his own web, and it was time to face the consequences.

A pitfall of his own devices. A truly inescapable fate.

“Since we’ve come this far, we can only expect the worst.”

Stunk was facing the storefront of Ye Pubbe. Both women were inside.

A golem searching for answers pertaining to her identity and the winged woman whose image she was created in.

…We were too late!

Stunk and Zel grabbed a customer leaving Ye Pubbe and asked him what was going on. Apparently, the dark-skinned, tentacled girl entered the bar and started talking to Meidri.

“There’s no mistake; this isn’t going to end well for us…”

Zel summoned the resolve to speak with conviction.

“Well, what can you do? I, too, believed in the sword between my legs and made love to a golem who looked exactly like her. Oh, that’s right. This is a matter of conviction. We just have to puff out our chests and tell her straight up! Many people besides us also had fun with the Meidri golems, and as a result of them being magically enhanced, we’ll explain that things got extremely out of hand thanks to a certain maniacal inventor. Of course, we might have been the ringleaders here, but we accept no responsibility after the act!”

Stunk was making excuses a mile a minute, totally remorse-free. Zel had been casting buffs on himself and Stunk for a long time now, but he finally finished and exhaled deeply.

“Okay, I granted us slash defense, blunt-damage defense, resistance to fire, and as many other resistances as I could possibly stack. Now we can only pray that Meidri calms down before they all wear off.”

“Even if we survive, we might be banned from Ye Pubbe for life…”

“Yeah, and there aren’t really any bars more comfortable than this one around.”

Stunk and Zel nodded toward each other and stepped into the bar.

They were quickly greeted by an eruption of shrill voices. Two attractive girls were seated at the counter, engaging in friendly conversation.

“Oh wow, are you serious? Did it really explode?”

“Yeah, it did! At least forty percent of all things Pyuggie makes go up in flames!”

It was the winged creature Meidri and her doppelgänger, the dark-skinned, tentacled Gara. Seeing the two girls in their prime enjoying a laugh, Stunk and Zel had the wind knocked out of them.

“Welcome! I’ll show you to your seats.”

Crim should have been able to make it to Ye Pubbe well in advance in order to keep the two from meeting. But instead, they appeared in their server outfit and showed Stunk and Zel to their seats. Crim had a huge lump on their head. Either they got knocked around by Meidri, or the faux wings had broken along their journey.

Crim started to explain the situation in a hushed murmur.

“We’re in the clear… Gara hasn’t spoken about her background at all, and Meidri has only assumed she’s her doppelgänger so far…”

“And what the hell are you doing?”

“I was told to get my ass to work to make up for the time I took off…”

Meidri and Gara were busy with their chatter, and Crim had been made solely responsible for tables. After they took Stunk and Zel’s orders, they proceeded to rush about the bar hastily.

“…Okay, let’s see how this develops for now.”

“Yeah, we don’t know when she’ll slip up and reveal something.”

Stunk and Zel listened intently from their small table.

“Seriously, I was so blown away. They say everyone has three doppelgängers in this world, but when I finally saw one in real life, I was totally speechless.”

“I feel a bit weird, too… Honestly, the coincidence is pretty funny.”

“Yeah, I agree, it’s a riot! Like, what are the odds?!”

Getting excited about something frivolous was all too appropriate for their age. Meidri certainly didn’t look like the Goddess of Destruction who would break into violence at any second.

Gara was also laughing without a care in the world, and the two of them even started to look like two old friends who had met for the first time in years.

“Okay, so I have something else weird to tell you.”

“What, what? About love?”

“Ha-ha-ha, no, no. It’s a bit early for me to be thinking about that, I guess.”

“Huh, really? You look like you’d be popular with the boys.”

“Wow, that sure hits differently coming from someone who has the same face as you!”

“No, no, it’s not all about the face. You have an amazing figure, and you’re so easy to talk to. Though it doesn’t hurt to have a face like this, huh? We’re just a couple of cute young girls!”

“Wow, you actually said it! You called yourself a ‘cute young girl’ totally unprompted!”

“Oh, come on! It’s fine every once in a while! Today, it’s okay to admit we’re cute! But really, what’s this weird thing you want to tell me?”

At Meidri’s prodding, Gara shifted her broad smile to a subtle smirk, and she looked directly into the eyes of her mirror image.

“You work here at this bar, right?”

“That’s right, I’m a waitress here.”

“Are you satisfied?”

“Yes, the owner is a great woman. I get to eat for free, and the meals are always delicious. There are some pervy customers, but they’re not bad people at heart. And if I really get upset, I can always let off some steam by hitting them. It’s an okay place to work.”

“Is life exciting for you?”

Gara’s eyes brimmed with emotion and quivered faintly.

“I’ve never really thought about it. But I do think it’s exciting! After all, I’m able to have experiences just like this! I’m so happy I got to meet my doppelgänger by chance and enjoy a conversation with her.”

“Hmm. Chance encounters and rare experiences… I see.”

“Yes, chance encounters are incredible!”

Meidri smiled broadly, a face that she’d never shown to Stunk and the others. If they were forced to think of a similar expression, it would be the smile she showed when her anger went through the roof and she could do nothing but laugh.

“At this bar, we get such a wide range of customers. Many of them are rowdy types, and it’s like, How the hell did they end up this way? I just have to hit them, you know? Or else, it’s perverts who don’t do anything but talk about sex all day, or professional perverts who write reviews of succubus joints for extra cash. They’re the worst kind of degenerate low-life scum who harass the waitresses here and never learn their lessons.”

“Wow, that sounds like quite a lot of perverts.”

“Yeah, I really, really hate it.”

Meidri shot an ice-cold glare at Stunk.

“But y’know, even those guys say Thank you for the meal after they eat and tell me how good everything was… The feeling of getting closer to people who you would never meet otherwise…is really not so bad.”

“Do you mean that regardless of the circumstances of a person’s past, they can still have valuable interactions and chance encounters?”

“Yes, that’s right! And if the people we meet along those encounters turn out to be utterly valueless, we can always punch them!”

Meidri and Gara laughed loudly. Stunk used every ounce of his being to resist telling Meidri that her way of thinking was excessively violent.

“Yo, Stunk… Did we really just get off scot-free?”

“Maybe… I mean, thinking about it, Gara’s really just on a journey of self-discovery, so there isn’t any real reason for her to tell Meidri about her past. She probably wants to avoid any unnecessary trouble, too.”

“That would be sound judgment for a core created by that maniac.”

“Maybe he was a shining example of how not to behave?”

Stunk and Zel spoke a little longer before calling Crim over, who took their order before delivering a round of drinks to Meidri and Gara.

“Courtesy of those two gentlemen.”

The self-proclaimed beauty and her doppelgänger looked over to see Stunk and Zel, attempting their best flirtatious faces.

Meidri’s face went stone-cold sober in an instant. She narrowed her eyes before telling Gara, “Listen, you must never, ever let your guard down around those two.”

“Are they so bad that you have to make that face when you warn me?”

“Men are beasts who only think about how to prey upon women. And those two are professionals, or rather, alphas of the degenerate pack.”

“I’m sure you’re overreacting. But I understand. I’ll be careful.”

“Good girl.”

The two girls lifted their glasses and continued to get even more excited in their conversation. It was trifling, relaxed, and completely natural. As they talked, their time together was almost coming to an end.

“Okay, well, I’d better get going then.”

“What, already? I was just starting to enjoy my drink.”

“I’m sorry. But I had a great time. You made me happy. I’m so glad I met you.”

The tentacled girl slithered off her chair.

“Oh, my name! I didn’t tell you yet. My name is Meidri. What’s yours?”

“I’m…Gar…Garadri.”

“Even our names are similar. Wow, this is really something.”

Meidri laughed cheerfully, and Garadri looked fondly back at her. Both of their smiles indicated a deep sense of satisfaction.

“I’m so glad I met you, Meidri.”

Just before Garadri made her way out, she glanced at Crim and pressed the money for the bill into their hand. She also put a scrap of paper in Crim’s hand, which Crim placed on Stunk and Zel’s table.

Waiting out back.

After waiting for a while, Stunk and Zel stood up from their table. Stunk tapped Meidri on the shoulder.

“You’re quite the normal girl after all, huh? I’m so relieved.”

“What the hell did you think of me before?”

Meidri kicked Stunk in the shin with the toe of her shoe, but the blunt-damage defense magic protected him from any damage.

And so Stunk and Zel had completed their episode without the descent of the Goddess of Destruction.

In hindsight, Pyugmario was ultimately responsible for the litany of crimes committed. Garadri was fully acquitted.

The manufacturing of golem cores was prohibited by several laws. Pyugmario had created them without a permit, further adding to his list of crimes. On the other hand, Garadri was his creation, and she bore no responsibility. Despite her past of having been created by another’s hand, she was a life-form who contained a singular personality. She was guaranteed all manner of rights.

The Sex Marionette was also given a gracious adjudication.

“We cannot ignore the rights of a golem. She is an independent being, and her body and core have become one. We cannot separate them. The cost of her body will be extracted from the madman who created her.”

Pyugmario would be required to pay indemnities by sacrificing a massive amount of time. Stunk wasn’t concerned with how he came up with the money.

Having completed his assignment, Stunk got paid and lost himself in succubus joints, just like always.

And in this manner, a number of days passed.

Lovey-Dovey Honey was a succubus joint that promised the ultimate couple’s experience.

Everyone wants intimate foreplay and fondling with cute girls that leads to pleasurable sex. Even if they’re not that cute, if they fool around eagerly, they start seeming a whole lot cuter.

True intimacy is potent. Incredibly potent. However, could this be used as a sales pitch?

Succubus joints were usually located close together to begin with, and it wasn’t rare for succu-girls to entertain their clients like lovers in a soft, nurturing atmosphere. Only the truly twisted aficionado types would even go for a girl who was gruff or unsociable.

That said, Lovey-Dovey Honey had a specific reason for using intimacy as a sales point.

“The incense and incantation circle in the playroom has a bewitching, magical effect. You will misidentify your selected partner as your real lover, under the pretense of the most passionate, intense time in your relationship.”

The girl behind the counter was dressed like a sorceress as she explained.

“Okay, but I have to ask, are there any side effects?”

The memory of Stunk’s penis transforming into a magical talking sword flashed across his mind.

“We ask our clientele for a blood sample beforehand, just to be safe. We adjust the magical effect based on our evaluation of each individual’s tolerance and body type.”

“I see. With proper arrangements like that, I feel relieved.”

Compared with the psychotic old witch who oversold her wares and tried to twist Stunk’s arm, this was night and day.

“Also, our services allow for a much longer session than normal succubus establishments, but we do not allow extensions, so please be aware.”

“Why not?”

“When we did allow them, people nearly gave up their life fortunes just to extend their time. They were absolutely unwilling to surrender their lovers to anyone else. That caused a lot of problems, so we now request that all sessions end when they’re supposed to.”

“You really do it right… I’m impressed… It’s honestly reassuring to find a place that takes things seriously.”

Stunk and company had their fingers pricked and deposited a few drops of blood onto a piece of test paper.

“This paper will be incinerated after the test.”

“They genuinely thought of everything. I’m impressed so far.”

Even if they made a small mistake, it’s not like a part of Stunk’s body would transform. The receptionist girl confirmed the change in color and wrinkles on each piece of paper before performing a hidden procedure beneath the counter. She was adjusting the magical effect for each room the men would be using.

Stunk shot Zel a look to gauge his assessment of the process. Zel replied with a silent shrug, indicating there was nothing strange on the magical side of things. They were good to go.

The receptionist finished her procedure, and their test papers were turned to ash.

“Okay, I will now lead you to your love nest, where your adorable honeys are waiting.”

Guided by the receptionist, each of the men moved to their respective rooms.

Stunk stopped in front of his door and took a deep breath. She was going to be here. The girl who read him from the inside out, including how he lived his life, after so much trouble.

“I’m coming in.”

Stunk knocked and opened the door. The dark-skinned girl’s cheeks were flushed red, and her tentacles writhed in anticipation.

“I w-wanted to see you so badly, Stunk…”

A sweet scent attacked Stunk. He was convinced the girl in front of him was his true love.

With a flood of emotion, Stunk stepped into the room.

“I wanted to see you, too, Garadri.”

Going back to the day when Garadri met Meidri face-to-face at Ye Pubbe—she asked Stunk and company to come out back and implored them with a consultation.

“I want to work at a succubus joint… Do you guys know a good place for a beginner?”

“Huh, I thought you hated that kind of work?”

“The thing I hate is having my whole life decided for me and drifting along with no purpose. And choosing a profession hastily simply based on my natural assets seemed like it would cause regret.”

However, Garadri quickly changed gears.

“When I was talking with Meidri, I got a sense of what it’s like for her at Ye Pubbe… And I thought, Well, we’ll never truly know where life will take us. So I figured I might as well go back to mine… There’s still a lot I need to learn about this world, and I don’t even know what I’m capable of. For now, I should make use of my natural assets for this profession and see what comes next!”

“Yeah, I agree. Even Blue Piggy Cum-for-Brains…um, Vilchana thoroughly examined what he was capable of before becoming a swordsman. And what happened to him afterward is, well… I guess you really never know where you’ll end up.”

“When I saw you duel him, it really hit me. I don’t like bloodshed and other nasty affairs, but I do find it impressive when someone can dedicate themselves to something so single-mindedly.”

Garadri smiled cheerfully. She did look a lot like Meidri, but her expressions were very different. She wasn’t just someone’s doppelgänger who was created in a lab. She had her own smile.

Garadri briefly went back to work at The Sex Marionette, too. She was only involved in helping with work behind the scenes and wasn’t actually a succu-girl. She was composed of a core and body and was far different from the standard for created golems.

That said, what brand of succubus joint would fit her well?

Stunk and the other reviewers gathered to brainstorm and managed to whittle their suggestions down to ten establishments.

About a month after they sent their results to Garadri through the mail, her reply came in the form of a letter of thanks, with a personal sealed message also addressed to Stunk.

Would you please be my first client?

She didn’t even have to ask.

Looking at her again, Stunk was reminded that Garadri’s body was beyond exceptional. Her intoxicating brown skin had a brilliant sheen to it. The large horns curving around from the back of her head suited her like a stylish hat.

Her sheer negligee revealed beasts so large that Stunk could barely speak. He felt like they had gotten larger since the last time he saw her. If they were the result of her cursed core, Stunk owed their creator commendation rather than malediction.

Her tits are huge, and she’s impossibly cute… I can’t believe she’s all mine!

Thanks in part to the effects of the incense and incantation circle, everything about their arrangement was putting Stunk in the mood. Garadri looked at him with the misty eyes of a girl in love and smiled bashfully.

“O-okay, I’ll take your clothes off now… Heh-heh, this makes me nervous.”

Garadri started to remove Stunk’s clothes. She used her tentacles in addition to both hands, and with each motion, her breasts pressed against Stunk, emphasizing their commanding presence.

“Even though it’s your first time, you’re doing so well already.”

“I practiced really hard. They praised me, saying I was a natural. Can you believe that?” Stunk thought he could hear a bit of pride in Garadri’s voice when she suddenly held her hands flat and waved them back and forth. “N-no, it’s not like that! It was practice with mostly just other succubus girls! You are my very first, darling; don’t be mistaken! I am absolutely obsessed with you and only you!”

“You’re the only person in the world for me right now, hon. This room is so incredible. My heart is beating out of my chest, just like when I stared into the eyes of my first love.”

“Hmm… So you’ve already had your first love, darling?”

“Yes, but it was so long ago… Ow, ouch! Can you please not put your suction cups on me and pull them off with full force? Please.”

Garadri had placed her suction cups all over Stunk’s body before popping them off. His body was covered in circular bruises, and Garadri glared at him through narrowed eyes.

“You are the first person I’ve ever felt this way for, Stunk.”

“Yes, well, umm, I’m sorry about that.”

“If you think you’re sorry, then we might have more than a little problem.”

Garadri pursed her lips in vexation. She wasn’t simply pouting. Well, it was half pouting, but she also had another reason to be sullen.

Stunk felt the need to respond to Garadri’s gorgeous appearance and pushed his face close to hers before kissing her gently.

“Mmm… Oh wow, that was our first kiss.”

Stunk’s heart burned for Garadri as she laughed sheepishly, revealing her pearly-white teeth. A passionate impulse both chemical and magical surged throughout his entire body. In particular, a part toward the center of his body was now hard as iron.

“Oh wow… Are you already incapable of holding back?”

“I’m struggling here, but I feel like rushing things would be a waste.”

“Okay, well, then we better get you all cleaned up first.”

Garadri cast off the lingerie she was wearing and moved toward the bath area. It was time for the succubus-joint staple. The body-to-body nuru massage.

In this case, the most striking characteristic was the part of Garadri’s body that she lubed up with the special bath liquid. In no time at all, her tentacles were coated with it.

“Okay, please lie on your stomach and relax. I’ll put some weight on you…”

A number of Garadri’s writhing, slimy tentacles pushed into Stunk’s back as he did as he was told. While latching onto his bare skin, the tentacles extended from his back to all four limbs. Her tentacles were relatively cool in comparison to the rest of her body, and they felt extremely nice on his hot skin, coupled with how they rubbed the lather in generously. It was superb.

“Ohh…wow, you really do have skills. This feels amazing.”

“Right? Check out this other trick I learned, too!”

A soft cradle of flesh swallowed up Stunk’s head from both sides. At this point, he didn’t even have to ask what it was.

“Ah, the most incredible breasts ever…!”

“I was told that breasts this big are rare. They’re so big, they can almost cover you entirely! You’re so lucky, aren’t you, darling?”

Stunk’s head and entire face were nestled in the pillowy embrace. Just one of her breasts was bigger than his face alone! And despite this, they were perky and resilient enough to not lose their shape. They were truly the perfect pair.

“Do you want to turn over now? I’ll come at you from the top, just like a hug…”

Stunk flipped over on his back, just as he was told. Garadri’s twin peaks buried his face, and it also felt amazing when she squeezed them together against him. Her lathered-up tentacles were also determined in their assault on his front. In other words, they were thoroughly massaging his blade.

“Mmm… You’re incredible… It’s so hard… Are you harder than most men, given that your member actually turned into a sword once?”

“I’d like to think it’s a cut above most humans’, but having it turn into a sword didn’t have anything to do with… Nnngh…”

“Ohhh, you sound turned on now. I love it!”

“Getting washed by your tentacles would make anyone feel amazing.”

“Okay, I’ll wash them as good as I can! I want to hear your erotic moan more, darling.”

“Be gentle…mmm…unf…hnng…”

Garadri’s supple body, covered in lube and wrapped tightly around Stunk, worked him over.

Squelch…squee…squelch…squee… It was rhythmic. Garadri took the time to prod Stunk’s boy from time to time, which meant the sensation was anything but monotonous.

Stunk was nearing climax soon.

“Wow, you’re shaking so hard…! Are you close? Ready to burst? My tentacles feel so good that you’re gonna explode, right? Right, right?”

“Yes, that feels so good… I’m cumming…! Your tentacles are the best!”

“Please cum whenever you want…! If it makes you feel good, I welcome anything!”

Garadri’s tentacles wrapped around Stunk from every direction. Stunk ejaculated, as if in resistance to their grasp. With each spurt of thick semen, Stunk’s sword was racked with pure bliss.

Garadri’s tentacles were quivering slightly and providing friction, giving further impetus to Stunk’s climax.

“Hoooo… Wow, Garadri, you are something else. It’s like you’re literally wringing the jizz out of me…!”

“That’s exactly what I mean to do. My tentacles are actually sensitive. When I feel your heat, my tentacles become practically electrified. It’s wonderful…”

Garadri was flustered, and her breaths were coming hot and heavy.

Even after Stunk stopped cumming, the two of them remained locked in an embrace, feeling true euphoria together.

Garadri, now fully assuming the role of Stunk’s lovey-dovey honey, exhibited many talents beyond the use of her tentacles.

When massaging him with her breasts, Stunk could feel the full weight of them as she maneuvered across him. Stunk yielded to their weight, blissful as could be.

Garadri’s fellatio skills showed strong attention to detail. She traced the full length of Stunk’s blade with her tongue, and he was more than happy to surrender himself to the feeling. In fact, he surrendered three times in a row.

However, instead of faltering and going limp, the seasoned swordsman only became more energized as his sword stood tall and proud.

Conversely, Garadri looked a bit withered as she curled her tentacles up underneath her at the bottom of the bathtub.

“It’s happening… It’s really happening… I’m going to have sex with my darling…”

As she unfurled her tentacles, they floated up in the bathwater before going stiff and then settling back down.

Garadri’s playroom didn’t have a bed, but the bathtub was extra-large. It was originally built for aquatic species and tentacled girls, so the tub had the area of a small pool.

Currently, it was filled with warm water. It was the perfect temperature to keep someone warm without them getting dizzy from the heat of the bath.

Stunk sank into the warm water and hugged Garadri close.

“Don’t be nervous. Just try to relax.”

“I’ll try, but this isn’t the same as practice… And I’m nervous… It’s my first time, after all.”

Garadri’s expression became cloudy as she spoke.

“I guess it’s not totally accurate to say this is my first time… My body has been touched by a lot of people, after all.”

Garadri’s golem body had been enjoyed by many different patrons during her time as a default option in The Sex Marionette. Of course, that was all before the core that contained her current consciousness was placed into the vessel. It was the same implication as her soul being completely pure and untouched.

However, Garadri had a sense of naïveté about her. Laughing at her apprehension and trying to move on would be rude.

She’s my lovey-dovey honey… I have to do everything I can to make her feel comfortable.

Stunk held Garadri tightly by the shoulders. He gave her as sincere a look as he could, even though Meidri always told him that his eyes were glassy, rotten, or dead. His look was so intense that for someone like Stunk, this sort of expression bordered on bizarre.

“Honey…the magi-hole between your legs is brand-new, right?”

“O-of course! I chose the best magi-hole possible and made sure it fit perfectly!”

“That means you’re pure! Completely unsullied and all for me! And I will breach your hallowed sanctum with the embodiment of my love!”

“Wow, what a line…! My magi-hole might overflow at any moment!”

Love had won. There was no obstacle that their pseudofeelings for each other could not overcome so long as the magic circle remained in effect.

Sword and sanctum each anticipated the arrival of the other.

A mighty towering blade, reaching up to Stunk’s belly button!

Versus!

A magical hole that was filled with soft ridges and opened up at the base of a swarm of tentacles!

Fight!

“Hnnnnnnng!”

“Mmmmmmf! Oh my—I’m cumming already!”

“Ohhhhh my—I’m cumming, toooo!”

The battle was over in an instant. It was a draw.

Stunk and Garadri remained locked in a fierce embrace, shuddering. Garadri’s tentacles reinforced their passionate hug. Before he even realized it, Stunk’s leg had jutted from the side of the bathtub, and he tasted the ecstasy of climax while in that position.

They were in a dreamlike state of mind. Having tasted the erotic charm of bathtub lovemaking, Stunk couldn’t get enough. He poured his sword juices inside Garadri in spurts. As their velocity ebbed, his hips started thrusting in and out, as if telling him he hadn’t had enough.

He was delving deeper and deeper inside her.

Her hole was pulsating fiercely and gripping his sword for dear life.

Their existences were melting together. Thanks to their mixture of male and female bodily fluids, there was no shortage of lubrication.

“Mmmm… Ahhh… This magi-hole is a real piece of work…! I can’t get enough of you…!”

“Your cock is so huge, darling! And it has such a primal energy to it! It’s hitting me in places I didn’t even know I had! I’m so glad to be alive in this world…!”

Garadri planted kisses all over Stunk’s face. She kissed him again and again, lapping up his saliva, pushing her tongue against his, and sucking on it. Her tentacles were also writhing around him passionately, to the point that they were practically trying to get inside his pores.

“I’m cumming again! My love for you is erupting!”

“Finish inside me! Don’t waste a single drop of your love!”

Stunk and Garadri embraced harder than ever before and reached dual climax together. After soaking in the lingering ecstasy for a while, they faced off one more time.

They changed positions and locations and tried out defensive and offensive maneuvers from every angle imaginable. They didn’t reach a conclusion as quickly as their first battle, but they always ended in a blissful stalemate.

“Mmm, ahh…ahhhh! I can’t believe it feels this good to be fucked by you…! Unnngh, fuck, I love it so much…! I am so happy—sex with you is absolutely amazing, darling…!”

“Unngh, fuuuck, oohh…our chemistry is too good to be true…!”

“Mmph! Ahhhh, you’re the first one to fuck this body, right, darling? My core and this magi-hole are two different things, but the connection between them feels just like the connection between us, don’t you think?”

“You’re definitely not making sense. This is how you put it at moments like this.”

Stunk put his mouth close to Garadri’s ear and brought out his most manly voice possible.

“The two of us are bound by love forever…”

“Ahh, oh my god, that was too good… I’m going to cum again!”

“Whoa! I didn’t think you could get any tighter! I’m cumming, too!”

“Darling, I love you!”

“Honey! I love you, too!”

Stunk and Garadri’s confrontation ended in yet another draw.

Their next one began immediately. As long as they had feelings for each other, this sense of pleasure was not going to subside.

It was love incarnate, threatening to keep them enslaved until the end of time…

This fantasy came to a conclusion the moment the effects of the incense and incantation circle wore off. When Stunk got out of the bathtub, he immediately started to grovel on his hands and knees.

“I’m so mortified, I want to die! Somebody kill me…!”

“Why are you getting so worked up about it? It’s the same as blaming something on being drunk.”

“I would never say things like that no matter how drunk I got! What was that thing I said? Love…something?”

“That we’re bound by love forever?”

“Kiiiiiill meeeeeeeee!”

Garadri proceeded to carefully dry Stunk’s body off as he screamed, his face beet-red. Her face was a bit flushed as well, but unlike Stunk, she wasn’t being ravaged by a lethal dose of shame.

“I had a great time. Actually, I might be having an even better time now. You’re hilarious.”

“It’s not funny! That is the worst part about this!”

“Thanks to you, my first time has become something of a romantic comedy. I don’t feel like this will be awkward afterward, and I’m legitimately thankful to you.”

Looking at her face as she teased him, Stunk realized that getting angry would be on par with taking a loss. He needed to calm down.

Stunk took a number of deep breaths and closed the shame up inside him. He was now calm. He put on his own clothes once his body was fully dry and exited the room with Garadri, who came up and put her arm through his.

At the exact same stroke of the clock, his companions all exited their rooms, too, and looked at one another, but because it was so awkward, every one of them cast their gaze to the ground.

When they were leaving the joint, Garadri waved from the door.

“I guess this is good-bye, Stunk.”

“Will you be able to make it working here?”

“Yes! I’ll keep my clients’ mortified behavior close to my heart while I do.”

“You’re a demon.”

“I’m not a demon. I’m the adorable Garadri. I’m looking forward to your next visit!”

Seeing her carefree smile, Stunk nodded through a strained laugh.

He’d be back to call on her if the urge hit him. And he promised himself he’d never expose her to that shameful sight ever again.

In this fashion, the runaway golem had become a genuine succubus girl.

How splendid! How magnificent! Well now, the world does not fall into order so easily.

There was another central character in this story. Pyugmario managed to escape custody through unknown means. The maniacal monstrosity had no concept of the word remorse. She… He…? They continued to run amok and cause chaos, and the reward for their capture rose to unprecedented levels as they became known as the world’s most wanted and most troublesome witch.

In that moment in time, all traces of them disappeared. And they hadn’t been imprisoned again. They had simply vanished.

Any proclamations of their last days were strictly rumors of dubious authenticity. Some claimed they had evaporated during a failed experiment, that they escaped to another continent, or that the grand wizard Demia had become enraged at the flagrant name-dropping.

From that point on, no one even saw Pyugmario. Additionally, another person who was technically involved in the incident had also vanished without a trace. They were a reviewer who had used Ye Pubbe as a base, albeit for only a short time.

They were originally a visitor from a faraway land, so it wasn’t a surprise that they’d leave again. That’s what everyone thought, so no one thought twice about it.

However, one day, their whereabouts were revealed in an unusual fashion. A succubus recording embedded in a crystal was addressed to Stunk at Ye Pubbe. It was sent from a succubus joint by the name of “S-M Battle Royale.”

“Hey, I’ve been to that place before…”

Kanchal’s face was frozen stiff with the trepidation of an ill omen.

“They use resistance-buffing magic to strengthen your body and then let you go wild! That’s their specialty. Oh, and for the record, I’m definitely the S in S-M, got it?”

Kanchal’s ill omen spread throughout the room. Stunk swallowed a lump in his throat and displayed the recording in the crystal on the wall.

A casual yet heroic soundtrack started to play. The video showed some women groveling on their hands and knees, every one of them in bondage gear. A voluptuous asura woman with a Buddha face and six arms was in the middle of them.

The video erupted with a thunderous crash.

All five sows squealed in unison. Judging from the way they were writhing in ecstasy, this wasn’t acting. They were genuinely getting off. What was happening to their lower bodies off-screen? Perverse splashing and thrashing sounds could be heard on the recording, too.

“That asura…is Vilchana, right?”

“She does have his face…but why is he a woman now…?”

“W-we should probably help him before he’s lost forever…”

A man who made his name as a former master swordsman and ultra-masochist reviewer… Why? Well, that’s because he’s an ultra masochist. There wasn’t much room to argue with that answer.

Amid the throng lost in bloodcurdling ecstasy, the Filthy Blue Sow raised her voice.

The eyes of the beautiful girl rolled to the back of her head, and she stuck her tongue out of her gaping maw. She put her six hands sharply into the air in succession and made peace signs with each.

Stunk stopped the recording. The air in the room was thick with gloom. After a long pause, Stunk managed to say, “Well…I guess he’s enjoying himself. That’s good.”

“He was super attractive to begin with, and as a woman, he’s definitely way too hot…”

“I wonder if I could have ended up like that, too, with one misstep…”

“When you say it, Crim, I can’t even hear that as a joke. Stop it…”

The entire room collectively let out a massive, exhausted sigh. However, there was one person in the room who spat out an angry exclamation among them.

It was the winged woman radiating a well-known aura of jet-black killing intent.

“Guys… Why would you play something like that in the middle of the pub…?”

“Wait, we didn’t mean to do anything wrong. I had no idea something that hard-core would show up. But really, when you saw it, too, didn’t you get a little excited from a lady’s perspective?”

“What the fu—?!”

Stunk was attacked in a fit of rage.

Introductions and farewells are the way of society. In this world full of intermingling species, the intelligent beings are all the same. They have anxiety, hesitation, and resentment as they embark on the road called life.

If they are able to smile when they reach their destination, then is that not bliss? Surely, the same rings true for Garadri and Vilchana—

“Okay then, Meidri, smile. Smile as you see me off.”

“No.”

Yet in the absolute depths of despair, all Stunk could do was smile.

He accepted his heinous fate with the widest smile of all.