Chapter 17: I just love to tinker.

“Dig if you want. I’ll let you do as you please. But my good daughter, I curse you.

Before you reach adulthood, if you engage in intimate acts with anyone other than the person you truly love—specifically referring to bedroom matters—you will explode and die, becoming tragic lovers with whoever dares to mess around with you.”

Seeing Chloe lying face-down on the bed, unable to move and looking extremely pitiful, Yalith, who felt slightly better, clapped her hands and walked to the door.

“I won’t say anything unnecessary. This city is already quite different from what you remember from before. Tomorrow Rita will come to show you the way and take you to the Hero. After that, it’s up to you to perform.”

“You… what do you want me to do to her?”

Chloe shifted her body with difficulty, turning her head toward Yalith. The Demon King simply curled her lips.

“From the very beginning, I said I wanted to see the expression on your face after you got used to calling me Mommy and regained your memories. I wanted to watch you struggle uglily to the very end, my good daughter.”

“……”

“Oh, right.”

Just before the door closed, Yalith poked her head back into the room, smiling cheerfully as she looked at her:

“Your bloodline is quite complicated. It’s not just mine—there’s even more succubus blood mixed in. When the time comes, you will indeed have urges you can’t control.

According to Rhinea, a succubus’s first feeding needs guidance from an adult succubus like a mother.

Otherwise, the stimulation will be too strong and the brain won’t be able to handle it, causing it to break down. So that little curse is also for your own good.”

“You just want to watch me suffer and have no choice but to endure, don’t you? Even if I relieve myself on my own…”

“You can try.”

Yalith’s smile vanished. She looked at her coldly, her voice completely flat.

Chloe didn’t dare speak anymore. She only let out vague hums from the bed.

She wasn’t some lustful demon after all. The small impulse she had felt earlier had been completely beaten out of her by Yalith. Now she was as calm as if she had entered sage mode.

“I wonder what you’ll think when you see me like this, Miss Hero.”

Chloe murmured softly, looking forward to meeting her former teammates again.

If one were to say she held deep resentment toward the Hero, that definitely wasn’t true.

It was nothing more than a standard dismissal.

She simply wanted to ask: Was her strength really unworthy of the Hero’s party? Were all her past contributions really worthless?

What made Chloe even angrier was that her future had clearly been bright and limitless, yet the moment she was kicked out of the party she had ended up on the streets, nearly dying. She could not accept it.

She wanted an explanation from that human nation, and the strongest Hero—her former captain Limla—was undoubtedly the best person to ask.

Whether it was for revenge, questioning her as a friend after rebuilding their relationship, or even deceiving her into marriage or a fling, she was willing to try everything.

With these thoughts, Chloe’s consciousness gradually grew hazy. She was still too young; a little excitement easily made her sleepy. Before long, she fell asleep again.

“Chloe?”

“Mm…”

Whether it was an illusion or not, a soft call seemed to ring beside her ear in her daze.

She groggily opened her eyes. The Yalith who had already left had appeared in her sight again. Before she could make another sound, she was buried against that snow-white jade neck.

“I almost forgot. The rules for us blood demons are pretty similar to those of the succubi.”

What rules?

Chloe felt her mind was completely blank. Yalith’s soft whisper was like a naughty little cat, gently tickling her heart and echoing in her mind.

Her already hazy consciousness became even more dazed. Her lips and teeth moved toward that silk-like smooth skin. Strangely, it felt unreal, like touching jelly.

It broke?

She hadn’t used much force at all, yet the skin blocking the flesh easily split open with a crimson line. Blood far more fragrant than fine wine flowed out, dyeing Chloe’s teeth—which had become sharp like fangs—red.

Once it started, there was no stopping.

Even though she knew it was blood, Chloe instinctively swallowed.

“As my first embrace, as my daughter, you should first learn to drink blood from me.”

“Mm…”

“Don’t speak. Keep drinking. It’s rare for me to be in this mood. Consider it slight recognition of you.”

She couldn’t refuse.

The sweet blood carried an irresistible temptation. The moment it entered her mouth, it was like an addictive drug. And the command coming from her master and mother completely stripped Chloe of all perception, leaving only the urge to feed and the suffocating pleasure that came with the act of bloodsucking.

In the past she had only ever drunk blood from cups or bowls. That pre-packaged taste was truly inferior to drinking it directly like this.

And as a powerful Demon King, the vast energy contained in Yalith’s blood made Chloe feel light-headed and intoxicated after just a few mouthfuls.

At this moment, she wanted a little more stimulation to release the swelling sensation in her body and mind, to either bring her soaring soul back into her body or push this feeling even higher.

Yes, either end it or just die.

But her restless hands were firmly grasped by Yalith’s longer, more elegant ones.

“No greed. It’s time for good night, my little princess.”

A kiss landed on her forehead. That was Chloe’s last sensation before she lost consciousness.

She had a dreamless night.

……

The next morning.

A ray of sunlight spilled into the room, illuminating the sleeping girl’s delicate face.

Her hair was messy and scattered, with a few strands stuck together and clinging to her cheek, adding a charm to the still-young little girl that didn’t quite match the word “cute.”

She groggily opened her eyes, looking somewhat lost and confused at the ceiling that was both unfamiliar and familiar. She couldn’t clearly remember what had happened last night. She only knew that her mother had come, and she had eaten her fill.

It felt like a hangover.

She blinked hard. Chloe forced herself to sit up and looked around. This wasn’t her palace bedroom, but the same room where she had answered the advertisement and received Yalith’s first embrace. Now it had become another bedroom belonging to her.

The entire room was decorated in girlish pink, which really didn’t suit her tastes as a former macho guy.

Chloe rubbed her small face and pouted. “When I get the chance, I’ll redecorate according to my preferences. Hmph…”

She didn’t know when Big Sister Rita would arrive. Until then, she could do whatever she wanted. She couldn’t waste this opportunity.

Climbing out of bed, Chloe staggered toward the large full-length mirror in the room.

Standing in front of it and looking at her reflection, she couldn’t help clicking her tongue.

Wearing a white camisole nightdress, she didn’t have much in the way of assets, but one shoulder strap had slipped down. Her hair was messy, with several strands stuck together and clinging to her face.

It could only be described as cute yet erotic.

Having gained the memories of an adult male, Chloe looked at her current silver-haired, red-eyed little loli appearance and felt extremely satisfied no matter how she looked at it.

“What should I say at a time like this?”

Chloe tilted her head, her eyes brightening.

“Oh, right. I’m so cute!

How can I be this cute? That old woman should be proud to have such a cute daughter. She always put on that stinky face before, but in reality she’s been drooling over me for a long time. Turning me into this appearance definitely means she has that kind of taste.”

She grinned wickedly and began spouting words at her reflection that were utterly unmentionable.

After accepting the undercover mission, feeling incredibly free, Chloe felt she could be even more unrestrained.

“She said I can’t do anything lewd with others, but I can do whatever I want to myself, right?”

Chloe swallowed. “Things a virgin can’t do aren’t impossible for me, Chloe. Let me see…”

She reached for the safety shorts that prevented any accidental exposure and slowly pulled them down while holding her breath. Just as she was about to admire the beautiful sight of the girl’s body in the mirror, the door was suddenly pushed open.

“Chloe, are you awake? I came to pick you up…”

Rita, who had burst into the room, met eyes with Chloe, who still had her hands gripping the safety shorts that hadn’t been fully pulled down yet.

The atmosphere instantly froze, along with the excitement on the little girl’s face.