Zongman: Capturing the goddess from Demon Slayer

“Mitsuri, let's go! Brother Akiteru will take you shopping and for delicious food!”

“Yay!”

Akiteru took Mitsuri out of the villa, wandering around the Imperial Capital.

Neither of them knew what was sold nearby, they were just wandering.

If they encountered food stalls, they would buy some snacks; if they encountered games, they would stop and play together.

On the train in Tokyo's Imperial Capital, Mitsuri held various desserts and snacks in her arms, happily munching away.

“So this is a train, it's my first time riding one.”

“It's just a little slow.” Mitsuri said, looking at the people outside the train window flowing backward.

Arriving at a station, Akiteru took Mitsuri's hand and got off the train.

This is the center of the Imperial Capital, the most prosperous place in the island nation.

People were coming and going in a constant stream.

Wandering around, Akiteru and Mitsuri came to a clothing store.

After a casual glance, Akiteru, who was originally leading Mitsuri forward, stopped.

“Brother Akiteru?” Mitsuri called out, looking at Akiteru, who had stopped in front of the clothing store.

Looking at the various relatively cutting-edge and gorgeous clothes in the store, especially those mannequin models wearing white and black stockings, Akiteru said to Mitsuri:

“Mitsuri, let's go, we're going to buy clothes!”

Entering the store, a clerk came forward to greet them.

“Sir, what would you like to buy?”

“Just pick whatever you like.”

Akiteru waved his hand and said:

“Bring out all the stockings in your store, I want them all.”

“Whether it's black stockings, white stockings, fetish stockings, long stockings, short stockings, over-the-knee socks, bring them all out for me.”

Seeing Akiteru's generosity, the clerk repeatedly bowed and nodded respectfully:

“Please wait a moment, sir, I will pack them for you right away.”

“Brother Akiteru, why are we buying so many stockings?” Mitsuri asked, puzzled.

Isn't a few pairs of stockings enough?

And what are fetish stockings?

Akiteru reached out and wiped away the cream residue left on Mitsuri's lips from eating cake, and put it in his own mouth, saying:

“Hehe, you'll know when we get home.”

After packing all the stockings and buying Mitsuri a few favorite casual outfits, the two headed towards the villa.

The villa was very deserted. Tamayo and Yushiro had closed the courtyard gate and were hiding in the house.

Afraid of being exposed to the sun.

Fortunately, Tamayo gave Akiteru the key before leaving.

Otherwise, they would have had to climb over the wall to get in.

As soon as they entered the entrance hall, Yushiro reluctantly came out to greet them.

Handing the purchased clothes to Yushiro, Akiteru asked:

“Where's Tamayo?”

“Lady Tamayo is conducting research.” Yushiro replied.

After Chachamaru handed the blood to Tamayo last night, Tamayo did not conduct research immediately because she was worried about Akiteru's safety.

Moreover, she couldn't calm down all night because she was eavesdropping.

It wasn't until an hour after Akiteru and Mitsuri went out shopping, after being teased by Akiteru before he left, that Tamayo calmed down and began to study Peilang's blood.

It has been four or five hours now.

“Akiteru, Mitsuri-chan, you're back…”

Tamayo, who had just finished her research, walked out of the study, greeting Akiteru and Mitsuri.

“Yeah, are you tired?”

Looking at Tamayo's tired appearance, Akiteru asked with concern:

“Do you want to drink blood? I'll get you some fresh.”

Tamayo only needs to drink fifty milliliters of blood a day to meet her basic needs.

This amount of blood is just a drop in the bucket for Akiteru.

“Fresh?” Tamayo looked around the house, there were only two humans, Akiteru and Mitsuri, and no one else.

If it was fresh, it would definitely involve drawing blood from these two.

Tamayo quickly refused:

“No, I can't drink your blood.”

One is her future husband, and the other is her future sister. Learning from past mistakes, Tamayo would never do anything to harm her husband.

“Why not? This little bit of blood is nothing to me.”

“My blood is much cleaner than what's outside, and the taste is guaranteed to be delicious. One drink will make you never forget it.”

Possessing the body of an immortal, as well as Saiyan blood, and the presence of ki in his body.

Akiteru has absolute confidence in his blood, sure to make Tamayo never forget it after one sip.

“Open your mouth!”

Akiteru wouldn't allow Tamayo to refuse, condensing a ki blade on his fingertip, and cutting a wound on his arm.

Instantly, a fragrance that only demons could smell permeated the entire villa.

Tamayo, who hadn't drunk such high-end blood in hundreds of years, almost drooled.

Yushiro also stared greedily at the wound on Akiteru's arm.

Fragrant, so fragrant!

Having lived as a demon with Lady Tamayo for so long, he drank either viscous blood with extremely high blood lipids and glucose levels, or blood with viruses every day. The taste was terrible, and there was no fragrance.

This was the first time he had smelled such fragrant blood.

One drop is better than a hundred drops.

Although he showed a greedy expression, Yushiro did not forcibly step forward to ask for Akiteru's blood.

He still had basic morals and self-awareness.

Not allowing Tamayo to refuse, Akiteru directly pressed his arm against Tamayo's red lips.

Originally still having reservations, Tamayo directly broke down after tasting such delicious blood.

She began to suck on it.

It was like a starving ghost rushing to a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, gorging and drinking.

Akiteru watched Tamayo sucking vigorously, thinking she would suck at least one or two hundred milliliters, but he didn't expect her to stop after sucking only about fifty milliliters.

“Why aren't you drinking anymore?” Akiteru asked.

Tamayo shook her head and said: “Drinking too much is bad for your body, fifty milliliters is enough.”

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