I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

He glanced at the system notification.

[Entry for triggering physiological response x1]

[Entry for triggering physiological response x2]

...

[Entering a special state, before estrus]

Ha ha.

A woman who says one thing but does another.

Fingel thought to himself.

He enjoyed the process, the process of gradually peeling away Aura's fragile defenses—like slowly lifting the goddess's skirt to reveal the erotic thong underneath.

He released his grip on her chest, but instead placed his hand on Awula's plump skin, his knee thrusting forward between the girl's legs, forcing her to spread her taut thighs.

"Waaah! You...you...don't..."

Aura let out a soft sob, which sounded almost like a plea.

"Isn't that so? Although what Lord Aura says makes a lot of sense, he doesn't feel comfortable at all."

Like a python, Fingel's hand slowly invaded...the deepest part of his body, and grabbed it.

! !

"Ugh~! Let go... let go of me... or I'll kill you?"

Aura finally couldn't help but want to resist, her whole body trembling violently—but under this oppressive posture, coupled with Fingel's own great strength, she had absolutely no way to break free.

next second.

"No...no...there...!!!"

A few tears welled up in Aura's eyes, and her face turned as red as a peach, as if someone's actions had been a bit too stimulating.

Why? This is so strange! It doesn't make sense!

Why am I feeling this? I don't even feel it myself! It's so strange! This guy must be...

Oh! I knew it!

"Hmm~ Your noble demon lord, please tell me why, what is this thing?"

Fingel stretched out his slightly damp hand. Just as he expected, Aura's physical condition was becoming more and more like a human's... or rather, to a certain extent, Aura had already acquired human physiological characteristics and was no longer just a demon.

Speaking of which...

He looked at his fingers, then at Awula's flushed face, and thought he should make her even more shy.

'Aura's shy expression is so cute.'

So, almost as if possessed, Fingel put his finger in his mouth and took a small sip.

Hmm, it's been a long time since I've had it. The last time was when Awula forced me to try it.

This is considered... sister's juice?

"Ah, it still tastes like a lie. Aura's words are not convincing at all."

Fingel felt himself becoming more and more abnormal, getting closer and closer to a god, but further and further away from humanity.

Salty.

This is his assessment.

[Aura has serious doubts about you!]

Aura thinks there's something wrong with your brain.

"You... really are a pervert?"

Aura felt a chill and even became a little more awake.

"Don't you feel ashamed of being so perverted?"

what?

Fingel was starting to lose his composure. He had never imagined that he would be reprimanded by a demon. This was truly an upheaval.

He was slightly annoyed because his facts had been exposed.

"Is it really disgusting? Then why did Lord Aura eat my xx before... wasn't he quite happy?"

???

[Aura has mild doubts about you]

Aura pouted and turned her head away, not wanting to look at her, because she really had eaten it.

hateful!

Did I actually eat it voluntarily? Why did I do that?

Aula regretted it.

...

interesting.

"Hehe, does Lord Aura really dislike me that much?"

"If you hate me so much, why were you so sad after you saw me die?"

Fingel pressed his advantage, like a ruthless hunter chasing its prey, accurately striking their vitals with his bow and arrow, his words becoming even more aggressive.

"roll."

Aula's expression darkened.

"Hehe, just admit it... Lady Aura doesn't dislike me at all, does she?"

Fingel grabbed Aura's chin again, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"No, I wish you were dead."

The golden eyes made Aura feel a sense of fear, while the strong masculine scent filled her nostrils. She could even feel her body's desire, and her rational defenses were gradually being broken down.

"Okay, okay, I'm so scared, I'm going to be killed by Lord Aura."

Fingel simply released Aura's hand, but pressed his entire body against hers, preventing her from leaving.

"Go to hell."

Aura, however, showed no mercy and reprimanded him directly, but her heart was already beating at almost its fastest speed.

We're at our limit!

"Hehehe, admit it... Lord Aura, you're actually quite happy too, aren't you?"

"Go to hell!"

[Aura's favorability -1]

[Entry for "Triggering Physiological Responses"...]

[Affection level increased...Aura's affection +1]

“Actually… admit it, you can’t live without me anymore.” Fingel’s eyes were firm as he spoke each word clearly. “If I die, will Lord Aura really not be sad at all?”

No way!

"If I die, will Lord Aura forget me?"

Who will remember you?

"Hey!"

Aura finally couldn't hold back and shouted loudly, his face showing clear anger.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Lord Aura?"

Fingel pursed his lips.

“You can talk, but can you take your hand off me?” Aura’s breathing became completely erratic, her chest heaving violently, and even her neck flushed a rosy red. She gripped Fingel’s right arm tightly with one hand. “I really want to kill you right now.”

"Oh, okay, okay."

Fingel casually moved the object aside and placed it on Aura's chest.

"You're perfectly fine, so what exactly is so good about you?"

Aura clenched her teeth tightly, utterly speechless.

"Hehe, anyway, that's not the point. Anyway... listen to me, Lord Aura."

Fingel looked at her, and then, for the first time, spoke with genuine sincerity.

"I've actually started to like you."

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Author's note: I've discovered that my writing is directly related to my sexual desires. Before writing certain plot points, I have to read two different scripts for inspiration (I'm malnourished).

Chapter 122: Embrace Me

Outside, snow was falling heavily and the wind was howling, while inside the cabin, the fire in the fireplace was crackling and burning the firewood into golden-red embers.

People feel excited in extreme weather, like torrential rain or Arctic ice and snow. These images weaken people's perception of society and free them from the constraints of social relationships. At the moment, Fingel has no mind to care about the future Magic Continent Conference, the troublesome things about humans learning magic, his status as a lord, and so on.

Looking at Aura, who was showing a shy, girlish expression for the first time, he felt a surge of emotion—just like when he cornered his beloved in an alley during his junior and senior high school years, grabbing her watch and confessing his love.

A school campus, moonlight, and a young girl.

Fingel looked at her and, for the first time, spoke his true feelings.

"I've actually started to like you."

"You like me? What is this guy saying...?!"

"Stop talking nonsense, who cares about you... Let me go."

Aura turned her head away indifferently, seemingly uninterested, but her eyes betrayed a hint of panic.

Although she had developed resistance to Fingel's many perverted words, such as "I love you, Lord Aura, I wish I could lick Lord Aura's feet," she was somehow at a loss this time.

However, someone didn't give her a chance to fool him.

“Hey...look at me, Lady Aura, look at me, look at me.” Fingel’s long fingers suddenly clamped down on Aura’s chin, forcing her to tilt her head back. “Aura, Aura, Aura, my Lady Aura...just look at me like this.”

At the same time, Fingel grabbed her hand and placed her slender hand on his firm chest. The muscular touch made Aura's heart flutter.

Fingel's physical condition is excellent. After his bloodline changed, he became stronger and stronger, and in a bodybuilding style. His two huge pectoral muscles could dazzle a group of rich women. Even Black Widow couldn't help but want to take advantage of him. He has the classic Captain America physique.

'I want to grab it.'

Aura subconsciously touched it, a strange feeling welling up inside her.

“My heart is only centimeters away from your hand. Even a mage could kill me, right?” Fingel forced Aura to look into his eyes. “If you really hate me, then kill me right here.”

Ugh...this guy's eyes are still so strange.

Aura's heart was pounding so hard she could barely stand it. Those burning golden eyes seemed to see into the deepest recesses of her soul, making her feel utterly humiliated, as if she had been stripped naked.

"Get away from me... I really will kill you!"

Aura scratched hard, feigning a threat, until even her nails became sharp—demons' claws are naturally sharp, and although they resemble human hands, they are born with the ability to break through stubborn rocks. This distance would easily kill Fingel.

but....

She exerted a little force, and this thought came to her mind.

'Oh...it feels so good, I want to touch it again.'

The next second, Aura realized how absurd her idea was.

? ? ? ?

What's wrong with me? It's just a human body, why am I so interested? I should be tearing his heart out!

However, although they thought that way in their hearts, their actual behavior was completely different.

In Fingel's eyes, Aura was just a weak and powerless threat, like a wildcat. The claws placed on his chest were less of an attack and more of a strange way of groping and touching his chest.