Clyde took in the incredible scent of Alice as they cuddled, kissing wildly, ripping each other’s clothes off. His soul pulsed wildly, ecstatic about of the nearness of her.

“Don’t keep me waiting,” she whispered, looking at him fondly, longingly. Clyde felt like his erection would pop. Was it his imagination or did he get extra excited with Alice? He smirked, teasing her with two fingers inside, embracing her tight squeeze against them. She gasped, breathing sexually, increasing his excitement tenfold. He sucked her breasts, kissed her face, and moved his fingers.

She decided to get revenge and grab his horn. Clyde thought he’d unleash the load at the first stroke. Somehow, he held fast as she stroked furiously.

“How do you like that?” she said. “I can be a tease too.”

“Oh yeah,” Clyde said then gently entered her. She let out a moan that probably woke Harumi. Ah well. The young man thrusted frantically, full of pleasure, feeling her juices leak onto his sheets. She was wet enough to fill a pool.

“Harder!” Alice said, breathing huskily. “Oh! Clyde, deeper, harder.”

Clyde kissed her, moving like a train. The demoness closed her legs around him, her song reaching an intensity that drove the ride further. Her insides were warm, tight and squeezing. Breasts danced, sweat dripped.

He almost released a lot into Alice. It was nothing short of a miracle he pulled out in time just to cover her with semen. Her hold on him was tight as if she didn’t give two fucks about impregnation. Somehow, playing the dangerous game of pullout only made Clyde eager for sex. Maybe it was just human nature to live on the edge.

“You’re still hard,” Alice said, stroking his slippery horn. “Tear showed me a weird video.” She got into a position, clearly for doggy-style. “Let’s try it.”

Clyde wasn’t sure if he should thank Tear or scold her. What if the succubus showed Alice a weird slave and master video or who knows what?

He entered the demoness again and just enjoyed how amazing it felt. He pounded like a raging bull. Alice climaxed first, seconds ahead of him. The two cuddled the together, talked for another hour, mostly about Clyde’s world.

Alice said the most shocking thing before going to sleep.

“I think I’ve been to earth once.”

Friday. Week 2. Month 1. Year 1. Season: Autumn.

The next morning, the two rose early to clean. Well, Alice woke Clyde. They showered and brushed their teeth together. A lot of her belongings were neatly arranged in Clyde’s enormous closet.

Natalia came over and dismissed the young man as if she owned the place. He wasn’t sure what she meant by surprises. He hoped she wasn’t teaching Alice something weird. They couldn’t be sharing bedroom stories, right?

The crisp and cool Autumn air made the walk to the school with Harumi even more enjoyable. Chika dove into his arms for a hug when they reached the gate.

Today was going to be a normal day. For some reason, the screen in his mind’s eye displayed a more detailed calendar. He assumed it would update further once he met unseen requirements.

The professor showed up a few minutes late to the first class. Abruptly, Clyde’s anime trope senses rang. What could…

“Attention class,” she said. “Allow me to introduce you to our new transfer student. Alice Hades.”

The radiant demoness walked in, drawing the class’s attention like a celebrity. Some girls whispered nearby.

“She’s so pretty. Is she famous—I’ve never seen someone so pretty before.”

Harumi and Chika had blank stares. Alice’s eyes met Clyde, a million-dollar smile on her face. She wrote her name on the board.

“Please take care of me,” she said. All the young men, except the surprised Clyde, cheered. Some girls tried and failed at jealously—they were just in awe of the demoness.

Suddenly, she pointed at Clyde. “I’d like a seat by my Clyde.”

The eyes of the class shattered his no-presence, just-another-guy, stealth. Even the professor looked baffled.

Clyde thought he’d die from the embarrassment. Another part of him wondered if he should wallow in pride.

A Hotel in Lot City…..

Yuki woke up from the first peaceful sleep she’d ever had in ages. No lords to attend to, no crying maids or their children, just his elite soldiers, searching the city. Of course, they slept during the day. Yuki didn’t require much sleep.

She knew her thinking was selfish. The maids depended on her for comfort, healing, and an ear to listen. Demons and demonesses are normally tough, but that vile piece of garbage could break even them. That line of thinking surprised the head maid. She wasn’t sure if she still carried emotions. After shitlord Nezerath abused her for a while, she’d gotten used to it, hope lost for a chance to escape. When he made the mistake of including the woman on this search team, she felt contempt. If she had more emotions, she would’ve felt ecstatic, glad.

Yuki rose and headed for the bath. No use wasting good hotel hospitality.

Lot City felt a little strange. She rarely got to go outside these days, but combining the autumn day and lack of Nezerath, she felt happy.

Maybe she wouldn’t run into the adventurer here. She hoped he’d be strong enough to lop Nezerath’s head off. Pfft, who wouldn’t pay good money to see that. Maybe a castration too for the amount of crimes he orchestrated.