Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

"Mr. David, these characteristics... seem to fit me quite well."

As soon as Roland spoke, David chuckled and smoothed things over.

"Boss lady, please stop joking. There are so many succubi in the city now, you can find anyone who matches the characteristics. How could you be involved?"

"Besides, our patrol guards come here to drink every day. Do you think we don't know if you're hiding any fox-kin beastmen? You're a model citizen, aren't you?"

Roland placed her hand on her chest, feigning a sigh of relief.

"That's good. I was worried that Mr. David would arrest me and interrogate me at the police station."

"How could I dare, ma'am?" David said with a wry smile. "Please don't blame me and my brother for disrupting the tavern's business. I can't stand the Grey Gold family's temper."

"Does that make me look like the kind of manipulative succubus who complains to Miss Dura all the time?"

Roland deliberately adopted an intimate tone, swaying her rear end slightly and flicking her tail in a cheerful rhythm as she spoke.

A strange look flashed in David's eyes.

That intimate demeanor... No wonder the proprietress, a succubus, became a boss; she's probably already in the bed of the eldest daughter of the Gray Gold family.

Wow, as expected of a succubus, she uses this promotion device with unparalleled skill.

He was glad he hadn't acted rashly. After exchanging pleasantries with Roland in a humble manner, he pulled his underling away from the spinning golden sparrow.

In the distance, at the Spinning Goldfinch Tavern, David walked down the street with his henchmen.

Seeing that they were far away from the spinning golden sparrow, the younger brother finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"Captain, isn't what we're doing against the rules?"

"Didn't the higher-ups order that all eligible succubi be brought to the police station for verification?"

"You don't know anything. Boss Laura is from the Gray Gold family. She's not afraid of our skin. Didn't you see the tone of her voice when she addressed the Gray Gold family's eldest daughter?"

David stopped and began to mimic Roland's voice in a high-pitched voice.

"'I won't tell Miss Durra~' Look at that title, who would believe there wasn't an affair!"

"Kid, remember one thing: we're just ordinary demons. It's fine for us to bully others in the lower city, but never get involved in the troubles of the big shots. The higher-ups will be here in a few days; let them worry about the boss lady."

The younger brother, watching Captain David unconsciously wiggle his hips in imitation of Roland, felt his eyes had been severely damaged and almost choked.

Good heavens.

What heinous crime did he commit in his past life that he has to watch a bald, middle-aged man imitate a succubus wiggling his hips and acting coquettishly?

Considering his captain's feelings, he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Captain, what do we do next?"

"What for? Of course, it's to find a place to eat. Damn it, this mess has kept me from eating lunch and I'm not enjoying my drinks."

David shook a dozen bottles in his hand, filled with Roland's savory liqueur, the best he had deliberately packed.

The younger brother looked at the bottle of liquor in his captain's hand with a puzzled expression.

"Captain, if you're hungry, why don't you just grab a bite at the Revolving Golden Sparrow Tavern?"

"The landlady only serves coarsely ground rice. We're supposed to be respectable people who eat government food, so we should eat high-end meals. Or do you prefer coarse rice and mushroom paste cakes?"

"No, no, no, I don't like it."

"That settles it then." David patted his younger brother on the back. "Come on, I'll take you to eat some delicious big chicken rice."

……

Late at night, at the Rotating Golden Sparrow Tavern.

Roland's strength has recovered slightly these past few days, though only slightly, but enough to use the apprentice-level cleaning water ball a few more times.

With the help of the cleaning water balloon, the petite goblin girl Tess quickly cleaned up the tavern hall and even brewed a pot of mushroom flower tea for Roland.

"Miss Laura, thank you for using your magic. Please have some tea."

"Tess, you're the one who's had a hard time. I just casually cast a few spells."

"Look at the writing board Tess has raised," Roland replied.

"I feel a little embarrassed that you work so hard."

Tess is now using a magical writing tablet that Roland specially purchased. She writes with the matching quill pen, which is not only smooth and beautiful, but also allows her to erase the writing with a single click.

This is obviously more than twice as convenient as using charcoal pencils and slates.

As a pub worker, Tess no longer has to worry about getting her hands dirty while wiping the slate, which could affect food hygiene.

Tess herself loved the gift.

When she received the magical writing tablet, she was so moved that she hid in the warehouse, hugged the tablet, and secretly wiped away her tears, which strengthened her loyalty to Roland.

Now she always keeps the magic writing tablet on her waist, connected by a small red lanyard to prevent it from falling, so she can pick it up at any time to write and communicate with Roland.

"Tess doesn't find work hard, she enjoys it, and she's happy working for Miss Laura."

Tess wrote as she gave Roland an innocent and lovely smile.

That smile was so pure, without a single flaw, like the snow-capped mountains of Litang, where the roar of a snow leopard echoed.

Roland gasped, covering her large left breast and turning her face away guiltily.

"Don't smile like that. It makes me feel like an evil capitalist who deceives and enslaves child laborers, like I'm about to be hung from a lamppost by an electric wire."

"Miss Laura, you're saying strange things again. Tess doesn't quite understand."

"Ah, you don't need to understand these things. I'll take care of the rest. You go take a shower first."

Roland cleared her throat and decided to take over the rest of the closing work to ease her inner guilt.

"But……"

Tess wanted to continue working for Roland, but Roland confiscated her quill, put her hands on the goblin girl's shoulders, and spun her around 180 degrees to face the stairs leading upstairs.

"No buts. Go take a nice, fragrant bath. This is the landlady's order."

……

After sending Tess away, Roland was finally able to switch to her tentacle form without any worries. She quickly finished everything and then headed to the alchemy lab.

Captain David's unexpected visit and inspection today made her feel a sense of urgency.

Although I don't know how the perverted demon master and Tiger Head found out about the succubus, one thing is certain... my risk of being exposed has increased.

"We can't just sit here and wait to die; we need to seize the time to recover our physical condition."

"Once the magic corruption is removed, with the passive constitution of the Golden Fox royal family and the tentacle battle suit, the chances of escaping will be much higher."

To cure the magic erosion, one must either accumulate a large sum of gold coins to purchase rare magic potions or consume rare and precious medicinal herbs.

Alternatively, you can wait for the system to return to normal and then look for treatment options within the system.

Although the former is quite difficult, Roland is a well-known and successful businesswoman in the world of the surface, and she has the backing of Miss Dussa, a powerful figure in Black Iron City. Given time, she will most likely be able to save enough money.

The latter is purely a matter of luck; even now, Roland still doesn't understand why the system malfunctioned.

It can't be that the system has gained intelligence and is using the excuse of the fire dragon burning the warehouse to embezzle a large amount of faith points, right?

Regardless of the reason, Roland has given up hope on the system for the time being. If she were to bet everything on the system and things went wrong... she might end up pregnant.

If her identity is exposed, Roland is certain that she will be transformed into a giant cream puff.

"So earning money to buy medicine is still the more reliable way."

Roland's gaze was fixed intently on the secret farm deep within the laboratory, where magical king oyster mushrooms were thriving in cultivation boxes, exuding an aura of wealth even through the glass.

These mushrooms, which had grown in a stable potion-infused environment, had finally matured.