Come and Please Me

In Higashino Makoto's room, moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a silvery-white band of light on the disheveled sheets.

Elsa Granhiert lay on his chest, her long black hair cascading over his arms, her dark red eyes half-closed, and a lazy smile playing on her lips.

Her fingers traced light circles on his collarbone, the movements slow and casual, as if she were playing a melody that only she could hear.

Reisen lay beside him, her long, pale purple hair scattered on the pillow, her rabbit ears trembling slightly, and her crimson eyes half-open and half-closed.

Like a rabbit that's been petted for too long, it has given up thinking.

Higashino Makoto.

"Um."

Elsa Granhiert's fingers paused for a moment.

"I want to discuss something with you."

"Explain."

"Meili... my sister, I want to bring her over."

Higashino Makoto looked at her, seemingly puzzled.

That's it?

"That's it."

Are you sure?

Elsa Granhiert frowned slightly.

"What's the meaning?"

Higashino Makoto sat up, his long hair slipping off his shoulders, and walked barefoot onto the carpet. He went to the window and opened it.

A night breeze swept in, carrying the scent of earth and grass from the Garden. He didn't turn around, but simply gazed at the moonlit sky outside the window.

"Capella Emeralda Lukunica, your adoptive mother, the Sin Archbishops the Witch Cult, the embodiment of lust. She altered your body and used people you care about to threaten you. Don't you want revenge?"

Elsa Granhiert's smile froze, her fingers tightening slightly on the sheets, almost tearing them apart.

Complex emotions surged within his dark red eyes: fear, anger, and a feeling as if something was blocking his chest.

Higashino Makoto.

"Um."

You know?

"With Echidna's Tome of Wisdom in my possession, most things in this world cannot be hidden from me..."

Higashino Makoto turned around, leaned against the window frame, and crossed his arms.

"Your modified physique, your so-called immortality, isn't innate; it's the result of Capella's Authority. She modified you, then used your friend's life to threaten you into working for her."

Elsa Granhiert fell silent.

She lowered her head, her long black hair falling down and obscuring her face.

Then she raised her head, revealing a seductive smile.

"Honey."

"Um."

Would you be willing to help me?

"Yes, but you'll have to pay a price."

Elsa Granhiert looked up at him, her dark red eyes filled with confusion.

What price?

Higashino Makoto walked back to the bedside and looked down at her.

"Tonight, you'd better do everything you can to please me and make me happy."

Elsa Granhiert was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Higashino Makoto's condition to be this.

That was Sin Archbishops, and even though the other party had already dealt with several of them, the psychological trauma Capella had inflicted on her made it difficult for her to imagine the scene of her being killed.

Compared to that, this so-called requirement is practically a freebie.

That's it?

"Okay, that's fine."

"Higashino Makoto, do you know what? Even if you don't kill Capella, I'll still do everything I can to please you. After all... I'm yours, right?"

Higashino Makoto looked at her.

"You're right, so, are you willing?"

Elsa Granhiert didn't answer; she reached out and untied the sash of her nightgown.

Her robe slipped off her shoulders, and moonlight bathed her, outlining her body in a silvery-white silhouette.

Higashino Makoto.

"Um."

"Tonight... I'll make you happy."

Reisen's ears perked up even more, and her face flushed slightly.

"Master... Master... I... I'll go out first...!"

"I won't allow it."

Higashino Makoto reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to his side.

"Together."

Reisen's face turned bright red.

"Master-Master--!"

"What's wrong?"

"N-nothing..."

She lowered her head, her long, pale purple hair falling down and obscuring her face.

But Higashino Makoto could see that her face was red, so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

Elsa Granhiert chuckled softly, climbed off the bed, and leaned on his shoulder.

Elsa Granhiert is no longer the lazy, careless Bowel Hunter.

She is an Avenger.

She transformed the hatred she had suppressed for over a decade into a woman who flattered, seduced, and drove mad.

Higashino Makoto did not refuse.

He accepted everything about her: her body, her hatred, her madness.

Elsa Granhiert gave it all without reservation.

"Higashino Makoto, you're so greedy."

I've always been greedy.

"But I like it."

She looked up at him, her dark red eyes meeting his.

"So, I will satisfy you."

Moonlight streamed in through the window, bathing the room in a silvery-white glow.

That night, Elsa Granhiert tried everything to please him.

Reisen seemed rather useless, lying there the Unassailable for a while.

Ha, I guess he's just faking it?

But it's not important.

The specific process is not worth going into detail; it was nothing more than a soft body, warm breath, and skin that shimmered in the moonlight.

But the result was that the next morning, Reisen's legs were trembling, Elsa Granhiert had several red marks on her neck, while Higashino Makoto was in good spirits.

Higashino Makoto sat on the edge of the bed, his golden eyes gazing at the artificial blue sky outside the window.

Reisen lay behind him, her long, pale purple hair scattered on the pillow, her rabbit ears completely flattened, pretending to be dead.

Elsa Granhiert lay on his lap, her long black hair cascading over his knees, her dark red eyes half-closed, and a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

Let's go.

Higashino Makoto stood in the center of the room, adjusting his collar.

The golden eyes shone brightly in the morning light.

"Time to kill Capela."

Reisen stood behind him, holding a notebook in her hands, her crimson eyes fixed on him, but her legs were still trembling.

"Master... Master... Aren't you... Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired."

"Why?"

To this, Higashino Makoto looked speechlessly at the timid Reisen.

"You're a level 100 character, after all. Let alone me, you can't possibly be that tired, right?"

Reisen's lips twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything.

My body isn't tired, but my mind is.

Elsa Granhiert emerged from the bathroom, her long black hair still damp with moisture, dressed in a simple black outfit, with a curved dagger hanging at her waist.

Higashino Makoto.

"Um."

Where is Capela?

"Hmm, let me see... It's not in the main stronghold; it's currently on the border of the Vollachia Empire, in an abandoned castle."

Higashino Makoto stretched out his hand and made a light sweeping motion in the air.

A pitch-black spatial rift silently appeared before the three of them.

Through the other side of the crack, one could see a gray sky, withered grass, and a dilapidated castle in the distance.

Let's go.

He stepped into the crevice. Reisen lifted her skirt and followed him.

Elsa Granhiert took a deep breath, a glint of light flashing in her dark red eyes, and then stepped into the rift.

The rift closed quietly after the three people passed through.

Abandoned castle on the border of the Vollachia Empire.

The gray sky hung low, and the clouds were so thick they looked like they were about to drip water.

Higashino Makoto stood in front of the castle gate, looking up at the rusty iron gate.

"This is it."

Reisen stood behind him, holding a notebook in her hands, her crimson eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Elsa Granhiert stood beside him, her hand on the hilt of her dagger, her dark red eyes gazing at the castle.