Nickie opens the door. “Ew! Are you masturbating!?” She exclaims as she watches Serah.

Serah sits up hurriedly. “Ah, I was, ugh, just relieving some stress. Or something.” She tries to say.

“Well, that's gross. But…” Nickie says before thinking of something. “Since we're here… What are you thinking about?” She asks, a slight blush on her cheeks.

Serah clears her throat. “Ah-humm. I'm thinking of a demon. A dirty, evil demon… But fuck… That bitch's aura is so fucking hot…” She says as drool escapes her mouth.

“A demon!” Nickie exclaims. “Why are you thinking of a demon!?” She asks.

Serah lets out a chuckle. “What can I say… When I think of daddy... my body just gets hot…” She says before gulping her saliva. “Anyways, let’s forget about that. Is it time to go?” She asks.

Nickie furrows her brows. “You know. If you bring a demon into what we have going on with Samantha, things are going to get weird. But yes, it’s time to go. Do you want me to help you finish?” Nickie asks.

Serah smiles. “Yes, come over here baby. You’ll be my daddy today.” She says with a beckoning gesture.

…

…

“Well, we’re back. Should we check for a mission? Or should we wait this out for as long as we can?” Samantha asks.

“Let’s just go. I’m bored.” Serah says.

“Alright. Wait a bit for me. I’ll come over with our mission.” Samantha says.

“Yes, mom.” Serah says with a smile.

…

…

“What is it?” Serah asks.

“Hmm… This is a weird one.” Samantha says.

“What is it?” Serah asks with a raised eyebrow.

“One of us has to impersonate an imperial consort and accompany the young master of the empire.” Samantha says.

Serah raises an eyebrow. “Do we have to sleep with him? Also, one of us? Who?” She asks.

Samantha clears her throat and looks to the side. “It says here… One of us is a very close resemblance… Ah-humn Serah, ah-humn.” She says, not looking the lady in the eyes.

Serah’s eyes widen. “What!? Me!? How!?” She asks.

Samantha sighs. “It’s not up to me. Nickie and I will be servants. But you… You’re going to have to get dicked down, I’m sorry.” She says with a bitter smile.

“Well, fuck.” Serah says. “Can we reject the mission?” She asks.

Samantha clears her throat once again. “Well, you can also be a servant if you want. But you might have to disguise yourself a little, just to not be mistaken. Honestly, it will probably take longer this way. I’m going to try to get a court official job.” She says.

Serah smiles. “I’m fine with being a servant.” She says.

…

…

“Your meal, m’lady.” Serah says as she bows and places the meal on the table. She takes a peak at the lady. Hmm, I guess she does kind of look like me. She thinks. Her face was partially concealed, but the other servants also saw the similarity.

“Good. You may go.” The lady says with a wave.

The doors slam open. “Maddie. Daddy’s here. I’m going to need you to spread your legs as soon as possible.” A man says as he walks into the room, his arms flared open.

The lady sighs. “Yes, master. I live to serve.” She says.

“Get out servant! I have pussy to destroy!” The man says.

Serah’s eyes widen. “Yes, sir.” She says before scurrying out of the room.

…

…

“How’s your guys’ jobs.” Serah asks, wanting to ignore the previous scene.

“Fine. I made it as an assistant of someone from the advisory council.” Samantha says.

“This is getting boring. How long do we have to stay here?” She asks.

“Until the emperor is assassinated.” Samantha says.

“How come we never get any action.” Serah asks, somewhat dissatisfied.

“Just wait. We’re part of an organization. It’s important that we follow the rules. There will naturally be people to support and do the dirty deeds. We just have to play our part and we’ll be fine.” Samantha says encouragingly.

Serah lets out a sigh. “But what about the good parts? There’s never any fighting anymore. It’s always just work. What happened to the struggle?” She asks, still somewhat dissatisfied.

Samantha frowns. “Stop being a baby! When there’s fighting to do, we’ll be asked when its appropriate!” She says.

“Still. We should at least be improving our skills, right?” Serah asks.

“Yeah… But we can still improve in other ways.” Nickie says.

Samantha’s eyes brighten. “Oh! That reminds me. I can read people now! That instinct training works on people just the same as random objects. I sort of feel that I can read minds. It’s a little weird.” She says.

“Hmm. Sounds kind of perverted.” Serah says with a smile. “But whatever floats your boat.” She says.