Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

After much effort, Roland finally managed to replace the tentacles' clothes with her own platinum tentacle outfit.

Interestingly, unlike the maid outfits worn by catgirls, their tentacle battle suits are more like tight-fitting battle skirts, which perfectly match their style and temperament.

Although the style isn't particularly revealing, the tentacle-like leather bodysuit still elevates the allure to another level.

Their pitch-black, menacing tentacles were replaced with high-quality white tentacles with gold patterns produced by the system, completely erasing the abyss's aura.

"Oh, this looks much better."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the tentacle monster girls who had changed into white stockings, and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

Even Renee expressed her approval and appreciation.

The tentacle monster girls, dressed in their new outfits, kept turning their heads to examine their new clothes.

Two of the slightly more intelligent ones trotted to the other end of the room, examined their reflections in the full-length mirror, and let out a charmingly innocent exclamation.

"nice."

"So comfortable~"

These tentacle monster girls have a loyalty rate of over 90%, and the buffs granted by their tentacle armor are almost full.

However, their combat power actually decreased because the platinum tentacle battle skirts provided by Roland were not as strong as their original Abyss Battle Suit.

Roland was already mentally prepared for this, after all, she was just a nobody with intermediate magic power.

The tentacle mother goddess in the abyss is a genuine goddess.

However, the decrease in her combat power was not a big deal for her, as she had no intention of having these tentacle girls fight for her.

Regardless of the negative consequences of exposure, with the brains of these silly pretty girls, they'd probably be completely outmaneuvered by the enemy on the battlefield.

Oh, Roland already tricked them once before.

Now, all we can hope is that replacing them with platinum tentacle battle dresses will make them a little smarter.

Fortunately, the system did not disappoint Roland.

As the smartest tentacle girl, Frenia had been standing still since the beginning, her clothes constantly writhing and churning.

It took a full five minutes for me to recover.

Her tentacle-covered battle dress was more glamorous than her silly sisters', and its style was slightly closer to the princess dress worn by Roland.

An outsider could easily recognize her as the elite monster in the team.

Frenia shook her head, feeling her mind become incredibly clear, and let out a long, comfortable breath.

Her gaze toward Roland was filled with gratitude, and even her speech became slightly more mature.

"Master, thank you for your blessing. Frenia is much more awake now. It used to be so uncomfortable when my head was all messed up."

They were once ordinary girls who were transformed into familiars by the Tentacle Mother Goddess. Their minds became dull due to the influence of the abyss's aura, not because they were born stupid.

Roland accepted Frenia's thanks with a smile, but her mind was on something else entirely.

It's good that you're sober. Being sober means you can learn new knowledge and shine in the future at the Roland Group.

The tentacle girl has been able to control so many tentacles, so she must be able to multitask at work as well.

These highly loyal and beautiful young women are invaluable employees—they're pleasing to the eye and capable.

Roland's mind raced, and her smile turned sinister and cunning.

Frenia, whose intelligence had been further enhanced, vaguely sensed something was wrong and her body shuddered.

"Master? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Roland lowered the corners of her mouth, making herself appear as gentle as ever.

"I'm just thinking about your future."

"Don't worry, I've found you civil servant jobs, secure positions."

Hearing the key words in Roland's words, the tentacle girl in the distance innocently skipped over.

"Master Roland, what is an 'iron rice bowl'? Can you eat it?"

Roland smiled and patted her head, correcting her.

"Silly boy, this isn't for eating. It's something very precious. In my hometown, it's a great honor that brings glory to one's ancestors."

After interacting with the tentacle girls for a short while, Roland left with Renee.

Before leaving, Roland also instructed Mint to assist in managing the treatment in the basement.

The green-haired catgirl herself is quite capable. She used to be a small leader of a hunting team in a southern tribe and has some management experience.

Now she has five tentacles, one more than when she had all four limbs, making her even stronger in combat and physical condition. Therefore, she accepted Roland's appointment with great confidence.

"Sister Roland, how did you do that?"

"How can it conjure so many tentacles and even change the clothes worn by Miss Frenia and the others?"

After returning to the room with Roland, Renee immediately asked a question.

Of course, Roland wouldn't tell a little kid about the Cross Star Mark and the system.

The fewer people who know about things related to deities, the better.

And now she has a legitimate excuse.

So she puffed out her chest and said confidently.

"Isn't this just how it is? Tentacle monsters are like that, and I'm a tentacle monster with a high bloodline."

"Didn't Frenia just say that if I go to the Abyss, I might even become a tentacle monster princess like Dangdang, and my reproductive ability would naturally be quite good?"

Renee felt something was off, but almost no one in the main world had ever been to the Abyss.

Even if there were fearless bards who tried to sneak in during the invasion of the Abyss, none of them returned.

Perhaps this is a racial characteristic of tentacle monsters; after all, they seem to be good at doing things that are not serious.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered the three slaps she had received earlier that day, and her cheeks puffed out.

"Speaking of tentacles, Sister Roland, you're really naughty today!"

"I worked overtime for you until the wee hours of the morning, and you not only slept in, but you also attacked me with your tentacles! You're utterly wicked!"

Roland's expression froze immediately. Knowing she was in the wrong, she stammered.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to."

Seeing that the little one wasn't buying it, Roland bent down and picked up Renee, as if she were coaxing her daughter.

"I'll take you to eat something delicious right now. You can sleep with me tonight, and I'll tell you some new stories that I guarantee you've never heard before."

"Trust me, that will be a lot of fun."

Renee's pouting lips relaxed slightly.

She didn't care that much about the story; what mattered most was being able to sleep with Roland and maybe even take advantage of her.

……

The time spent eating and bathing is short, and the former has maids on 24-hour shifts to provide services.

Because of its magical properties, the latter is just as convenient as, or even more convenient than, modern Earth society.

Hot water can be combined with a water magic circle and a fire magic circle, and shower gel can be mixed into a cleaning water ball to enjoy the ultimate bubble bath.

Soon the two were lying on the soft, luxurious bed.

"Sister Roland, what story are you going to tell me?"

Renee lay in Roland's arms, her face full of bliss, her little face resting on Roland's big breasts, squeezing her cheeks slightly.

In her presence, Roland would naturally not use three leaves as pajamas to reduce the burden of weight.

Therefore, Roland was only wearing a thin nightgown.

Renee's soft, chubby face lay on it.

It was like a lotus bud just beginning to emerge, with Renée already standing on top of it.

Roland was completely unprepared. She simply picked up a book she had handwritten, opened the cover, and her expression became mysterious and inscrutable.

There was even a little bit of anticipation.

She solemnly shook the book in her hand and began to speak, meeting Renee's expectant gaze.

"Ahem, the story we're going to tell you today will definitely exceed your expectations."

"Its name is 'Hakimi beats up the Sword and Shield Dog, steals a helicopter to rescue the prisoner, crashes in Raccoon City, teams up with Pikachu to attack the Demon-Suppressing Tower of Mount Shu, rescues the Evil Sword Immortal, is stopped by My Little Pony, and in a fit of anger kidnaps the Wanderer, throws himself into the subspace, and beats up Slaanesh two hundred times'."

"Huh? What is Miss Roland babbling about?!"