《Re: Rabbit Eyes [Draft]》[Arc 2] Epilogue: Bonds of Undead [Part 2]
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What Lestia was essentially doing, was luring shady men in the park to somewhere where she can kill them discreetly to turn into skeleton familiars. Well, that was why we retrieved those dead bodies earlier. Lestia's power only shines when she has enough collected, so it can't be helped.
...And also, I strangely couldn't say no to her. Since I really like Lestia the most among the girls. She was the ideal type of woman I've always favoured, the kind that was clear-headed and would not call me Master randomly... which is already a big plus among the girls who I'm attached with... I can treat her as an equal probably? Yep, let's go with that.
I did make sure to tell her to only get those that exudes the 'death' colour around them though. Lestia told me that she could sense if someone had killed or not since she could smell death and dead people even after physical traces of them are gone. Lestia could sense them in the spiritual realm with Undead Miasma.
Entering the glass door leading to the lobby of the high-rise flat, I proceeded inside without interacting with the obese security guard at the front of the counter. He did give me a side glance before going back to looking at a video on his phone.
That guy's been leering at Lestia recently... yup, he's definitely going to die one day. Maybe I should warn him before it gets worse... This uncle is entirely oblivious to Lestia's murderous intent.
...Like he's going to believe me anyway.
Dispersing that line of thought, I entered the lift and pressed the button for the 13th floor.
The door closed slowly with another press of a button.
And then it opened again.
I looked up and saw Soma panting heavily in front of me, drool leaking out and all. Looks like she had ran really quickly to catch up to me.
She couldn't disobey my orders so she probably did her best to make it.
...And Tencho Park was about 4 kilometers away from here...
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...Uwaahhh... her eyes are glistening like a dog...
I noticed the security guard at the front looking at Soma's back with a dirty grin.
...! I changed my mind, I don't have to feel bad about these type of people.
"I-I've- haaahhh... haaahhh... cleaned it up... Maste...rr... haahhh... haaahhh..."
"Aaah... errr... good work...?"
Soma continued to pant for a while as the lift doors closed and went up.
"13th floor."
A female voice recited, and the doors were opened.
As I walked out of the lift, Soma followed after me and clung onto my right arm habitually.
...I didn't complain. I had a rough idea of what she wanted. It wasn't midnight technically, we still had about 20 minutes before 12 am.
I soon arrived at the doorstep. There was nothing special about the entrance in particular.
Taking out my keys from my pocket, I unlocked it and step foot into the apartment.
Soma immediately locked arms around my chest, preventing me from moving forward.
"...Soma, I can't move?"
Soma moved her mouth closer to my ear.
"We... we still have 19 minutes left, Master... Fuck me please... I want to feel warm inside..."
D-dirty talk is prohibitedddd...!!!!!
Realizing that I was going into heat as well, Soma smirked and moved her left hand down to my crotch. Then she blew a few puffs of air mischievously into my ear.
"I. Can't. Take. It. Anymore~ Please Master..."
Using her right hand to turn my head and body around, I finally saw her lewd facial expression and I felt something breaking inside of me.
"We don't need foreplay, just stick it in me before I'm out of time..."
"Uuuuuuu-"
Yep... it's a little cold anyway right?
Soma's fingers and tongue movement was all over my chest and lower waist.
Snuggling up together is normal... yeah, I've convinced myself. Let's go to bed right n-
"Oh-ya? You've returned so quickly-"
Soma immediately stopped caressing me and took out her knife concealed under her baggy pants.
Without hesitation, she stabbed the weapon forward into the darkness behind White. There was some kind of wind pressure parallel to the direction of the stab, turning White's expression... white.
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Fortunately, he didn't scream because his Presence Awareness LV2 had activated unconsciously and had picked up who she was aiming at with Spatial Awareness LV3.
There was a sound of metal colliding with each other.
"Tch. I knew it, you're one crafty bitch..."
"Ufufu... how rude..."
From the darkness, a pair of arms stretched out and embraced White's scruff from the back.
"Besides, there's not much time left no? You should hand him over obediently to me as planned."
"Fuck! You've been using a body double all along...! Master, she's misusing resources!"
...I see... she actually used mana for Hive Mind and Slime Veil on a corpse...
If I recall correctly... Slime Veil would take up mana to recreate some Passive Skills if there was enough for it right... and assuming she had recovered most of her MP, that's probably more than half gone...
Wait no... why are you thinking about this... why did Lestia do something so wasteful like this...! Soma is right, I need to set an example as their M-
"Welllllcome backkk White~ Did you have fun? ...Ufufu, your heartbeat tells me everything... I'm guessing she got into some kind of trouble again as usual~"
All signs of prepared aggression were gone from me as I heard that sweet voice of hers, Lestia's arms were moving about my chest like a doctor using a stethoscope.
"..."
...Is it bad? To be caressed and cared for by an older-sister type figure?
"Master! You bitch, get off! You're not up yetttt!!!"
Lestia repelled another stab by releasing an additional arm out from her back.
"You-!"
Before things escalated, I calmed down my mind coldly and told the woman behind me.
"Rather... could you not do this right now... You know of Soma's temperament. Please don't provoke her so much or I'm going to be upset."
Hearing my subtle change in tone, Lestia released her embrace from behind and backed off obediently.
Her head was lowered down, her light blue fringe covering her face as she began to chuckle quietly while releasing some kind of cold aura. She moved a finger up to her mouth and sucked on it.
"Ufufufufufu... you're right... this kind of White is also good once in a while... Well then, I'll look forward to tonight~"
"!!! Slither away, bitch...!"
Soma felt as if it was okay to kill her right now, and she most likely would had she not been under my control as a slave. Heck, even my life would be in danger. I would have died ten times over at this point.
Ahhh... I'm having a headache... my sex drive is all gone...
"Just... leave for now... please..."
"Ufufu~ I'll look forward to it next door~ Oh and, please hold back a little~ It will be troubling if you lost all your stamina for tonight~"
Lestia winked, and slithered to the doorstep with her lower half still being a slime.
This woman deformed in this way to move around easier. She was used to sliding around after all. Saying that turning into a human completely would create a bone structure inside of her through the paranormal interference of her manifested Origin: Graveyard Lovers, and it would be painful for her to walk for extended periods of time. How ironic, to think that this was the same woman who claimed that she wanted to be human again. Succumbing to laziness is probably a human instinct, so I guess that works out too.
...Wait, is that a naked apron?
"Ara ara, are the souvenirs for me? How wonderful! How thoughtful! Looks like I'll have to provide even more extra service tonight~ Fufu~"
Lestia hummed, as she slowly absorbed the bags into her body before spitting out the empty plastic bags out.
My eyes were glued to her enchanting figure, as if she was a mermaid... with slime for her lower half.
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