Rus glared furiously at the Four-Handed Bee Demon, strongly suspecting the creature was a Devil in Disguise.
"Come on, everyone's watching. Don't embarrass yourself."
Olmedo Just Right's infuriating voice came from beside her.
"Easy for you to say when you're not paying!"
Rus forced the words through clenched teeth. Each time she took out a Gold Narl, she could almost see a tiny winged Little Annan flying away from her.
"Are you hun—"
"No!"
Annan had barely begun speaking before Rose cut him off viciously.
Annan rubbed his stomach and said nothing.
For Succubi, essence was the most nourishing thing, but food could fill their stomachs too. It just couldn't make them stronger.
"Darling—"
As they headed toward the stairs, the Succubus sidled up to Olmedo Just Right, only for the Incubus to block her without ceremony.
It wasn't jealousy or an attempt to protect Olmedo Just Right. Every coin he spent here was hers.
Rus had to protect her Private Funds from being squandered by that wretched Succubus!
In a corner downstairs, the Abyss Demon's bulging eyes watched Annan and the other Demon go upstairs.
"Master, those two carry the scent of that Six-Armed Snake Demon. Should we..."
"No. I don't know why, but I rather admire that Succubus."
Every humanoid Demon in the Tavern who heard that quietly covered their backside.
In the Guest Room, Annan moved aside the wooden board that apparently served as a window. The stench outside immediately poured in, only to be dispersed by a wind blowing across the surface. Before long, another wave of stink drifted in.
It was as though the wind was afraid he might get used to the Ratfolk City-States' stench. By bringing it back again and again, it ensured he could always appreciate their distinctive character.
Annan stuck