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After sending all the demons back.

"Lucifer, let's go!"

"Mhm."

Kino placed his hands on Lucifer's and Pamela's shoulders. A flash of light later, the three instantly vanished from their spot.

In the next second, an old man appeared where they had been.

"Lucifer..."

Lucifer's vision blurred, and she found herself in a vast, boundless desert. The wind whipped up sand and grit, like a yellow veil.

She reached out, catching the sand blowing towards her face, feeling the fine particles brush against her fingertips.

Sense it.

No trace of God.

"Hahaha, a world without God."

White, snow-like wings unfurled from Lucifer's back. They were large and beautiful, each feather shimmering with a divine radiance.

She flapped her wings, and a powerful gust of air stirred up a sandstorm. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the sky, leaving only a white streak of light.

"My dear, where did Lord Lucifer go?" Pamela asked, looking at the empty sky.

"To find her freedom."

Kino's vision, a gift from Superman, could see that Lucifer had already flown into space.

Lucifer sensed his gaze and blew him a kiss.

"Thank you, goodbye."

"Goodbye, fly to your heart's content!"

Kino only retracted his gaze after Lucifer was no longer visible.

"My dear, I've caught someone."

Kino looked at the Punisher, bound and gagged, and twitched his mouth.

"Butler Frank!"

"Young Master, it's been a while."

Butler Frank hung in the air, expressionless, showing no signs of resistance. Otherwise, with Pamela's combat experience, he would have been shot in the head from dozens of meters away.

"I'm sorry, Butler Frank."

Pamela quickly let Butler Frank down, clearly realizing she had captured the wrong person. Her face was full of apology.

"It's alright, Madam."

The title made Pamela blush furiously.

"Frank, how long has it been since I disappeared?"

Kino could tell from the thick layer of dust on Butler Frank that he had been gone for quite some time.

"Three days, Young Master."

"It's about time. You've worked hard, Frank. It must have been boring here alone!"

Kino patted the dust off Butler Frank, stirring up a cloud of it.

"Not at all, Young Master. People have come to keep me company from time to time. It even reminded me of my days on missions in the army."

Butler Frank reminisced, a flicker of memory in his eyes.

Kino finally noticed that the surroundings had been cleaned up, with no bodies. However, he could smell the scent of fresh blood.

It seemed the remnants of the Ten Commandments Gang had been coming by from time to time.

"Frank, let's go home. Tell me what happened after I disappeared."

"Yes, Young Master, Young Madam. I parked the helicopter in the back."

On the plane, the propellers churned the air with a deafening roar. The wind howled outside the cabin, and Kino learned about the events that had transpired.

After Tony Stark and Yinsen found Butler Frank and learned that the Young Master was in a fight, they gave him a satellite phone and came over in an armed helicopter.

Unfortunately, it was too late by the time they arrived; the Young Master had already vanished. Tony chose to guard the spot until Kino reappeared.

Tony Stark contacted people by phone, who took him away to hold a press conference.

Tony Stark shut down his weapons division, just as he had done before, with no changes from the original story.

A few hours later, they finally returned to the manor.

The manor was nestled amidst lush green mountains and clear waters. The tall iron gates slowly opened, and a cobblestone path wound its way toward a magnificent building.

"Wow! My dear, you're quite the tycoon."

Pamela's eyes sparkled as she looked at the manor, filled with astonishment.

"He's not exactly a tycoon, more like a second-generation rich kid," Kino said.

Kino led Pamela and Frank into the manor, giving Pamela a tour. Pamela was filled with curiosity about everything in the manor, exclaiming in wonder from time to time.

In the garden, various flowers bloomed in a riot of color, their fragrance filling the air. The fountain refracted brilliant rainbows under the sunlight.

"My dear, this place is truly beautiful."

Kino smiled and said, "This will be our home from now on."

There weren't many servants in the manor, only a team of chefs and Frank. Cleaning services were hired regularly.

After dinner, Kino soaked in the large bathtub, the warm water enveloping his body, allowing him to relax with a sigh.

"My dear."

No lewdness allowed...

Night.

After a night of exertion, the two had fallen into a deep sleep.

A black substance quietly invaded Pamela's body through her wrist.

Venom had been molding its body ever since it gained the Shapeshifter Demon's abilities, finally shaping itself into one Kino remembered liking the most.

But even after shaping its body, it didn't know what would feel comfortable internally, so it took advantage of the couple's sleep to find a template.

And Pamela was that lucky recipient.

"Mmm... my dear..."

Pamela felt a strange sensation in her body and groggily opened her eyes.

She saw her body covered in black venom and was knocked out just as she was about to scream.

[Phew, good thing I plugged Kino's ears. Let's continue.]

Confirming Kino was still asleep, Venom continued its work.

The room was silent, with only faint moonlight spilling onto the floor through the window.

As Venom continued to study the body's structure, Pamela let out a soft moan with her eyes closed.

When the research was nearly complete, Venom began to coalesce a body on Kino's other side.

Kino seemed to sense a familiar presence and directly embraced it, nuzzling against it.

Venom hugged back and quietly waited for dawn.

Morning.

Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains, gently caressing Pamela's face.

Pamela slowly opened her eyes, the sunlight outside like golden threads, shining onto her face in wisps.

She sat up and stretched, her body swaying with the movement.

"Was that a dream last night?"

Pamela pulled up the covers and checked; there was nothing unusual.

Thinking about how her dear had doted on her yesterday, she couldn't help but giggle. Her body's mutation wasn't without its benefits; at the very least, her figure and skin were excellent.

She looked around, searching for the clothes she had dropped on the floor yesterday.

She walked to the other side of the bed and looked at the bulge under the covers.

"My dear, time to get up."

She pushed twice with no response.

Pamela smirked and reached her fingers under the covers to explore.

Suddenly, she touched a soft object and curiously squeezed it.

"How long are you going to keep touching me?"

A cold, clear female voice came from under the covers.