This was a story of a cup injury—or rather, an accident...
The beastly snake stared at the No. 45 steel plate beneath him, his face full of speechlessness and frustration.
It was not as if he was desperate enough to have a one-night stand with Lucia, the German beauty he had only known for two days. But now that the voluptuous mature woman had shrunk into a flat-chested little girl, teasing her had become utterly pointless.
He had been tricked!
However, as the man's vigilance loosened slightly, Altrouge, who had been pinned beneath him and looked like a helpless victim, flashed with a sinister glint in her eyes. Murderous intent covered her little face as surging blood energy burst from within her.
At the same time, twisted runes emerged across the ceiling, walls, floor, and every other surface. Intersecting halos of light flashed and spread, creating a thick, sluggish pressure.
Hmph, didn't expect that, did you? To keep Arcueid from interfering, I left a backup plan in the room!
Seeing that her display of weakness had worked, Altrouge revealed a smug expression. She immediately raised her forearm, used the element of surprise to roll over, and pinned Samael beneath her instead.
Hiss! Hiss!
Yet with the sharp sound of something slicing through the air behind her, Altrouge suddenly felt her limbs stiffen. A burst of Monstrous Strength pulled her arms and legs outward. In an instant, the Black Princess, who had just regained the upper hand and was straddling Samael's waist, was bound tightly by dense red-and-black rune chains and suspended in midair, like a butterfly helplessly fluttering in a spiderweb.
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you. While you were bathing, I helped tidy up the room. No need to thank me."
"..."
Realizing she had been thoroughly played from