Chapter 115: Use ahegao-picture to confuse onlookers

A body floated in a glimmering, kaleidoscopic void.

Ophis, now in her draconic form, floated around in the Interdimensional Gap… And marveled the fact that she had finally managed to return to the realm.

She felt quite glad. Or at least that was the emotion she was fairly sure she should feel in the situation. At least if her experiences in the 'Human World' were anything to go by.

She crafted a large pillow from the energies of the Gap, and rested her massive draconic head on it, enjoying the quietness…

"BAAAH"

"BAAAH! BAAAH! BAAAH! BAAAAAAAAA!"

"OGUYYYAAA! BAAH! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Ophis's tired eyes opened.

And they were blood-shot and with black bags under them.

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A body floated limply in thick, hazy, cream-like water.

Another was partially submerged in the water, lying on her stomach in an underwater stone recliner that ensured her head stayed above the water.

A third body was sitting in the water with her back against one of the rocks that surrounded the small not-quite-hot-spring. Not quite, as while the water was hot it was poured constantly into the spring from some sort of waterfall-like contraption, and not from underground.

Mittelt let out a small whine as she floated past Raynare.

Raynare groaned as she lay on the recliner.

Kalawarna hummed a bit as she let the water from the waterfall flow down her head and long blue hair.

'Is this retribution for that time when I took that nun and tore her apart to get her [Sacred Gear]? Or that time I had that human girl drugged, deported from her home and sold off to a porn cartel because she said my boobs were saggy? Or that time a guy with a some weak [Sacred Gear] told me I had bad attitude and I had her girlfriend raped to death in front of him before I killed him…' Raynare wondered idly while she tried to clench her buttcheeks together in an attempt to stop the water from flowing freely into her butt. 'My ass is basically a wide-open drainage pipe at this point…'

"...My butt won't close…" Mittelt whined.

"Yours and mine both, pal…" Raynare whined back.

"Amateurs." Kalawarna looked way too smug.

"...You liked that, didn't you, Kals?" Raynare accused.

"Don't know what you mean. What, you two hadn't indulged in some good ol' gangban..." Kalawarna's smug smirk was wiped off her face as Raynare splashed some of the milk-like water into her face. "Hey! Uncalled for! I'll get you, bitch!"

"Whore!"

"Idiot!"

"Cumrag!"

"Virgin!"

"Really? That's what you're going with? After that?! Did those guys fuck your brains out too? I'll kill you and turn your womb into a hot air balloon!"

"Tough words from miss 'I can't feel my legs please stop oh no my butt won't close anymore please no not the eels' over there! Ooo, I'm so scared! Fuck you!"

"I'm going to cut off those saggy tits of yours and wear them as flip-flops!"

"I'll tear your face off and wear it as a moron party mask!"

"You blue-haired… Bitch! Baldie! Fatty!"

"Stoooop… I don't want to be 'disciplined' again…" Mittelt's pitiful whine was enough to cause Raynare to stop due to fear of getting 'disciplined' herself, and Kalawarna backed off after splashing water on Raynare's face twice.

"What's up with the water…" Raynare tried to focus on something else than her aching rear, or the fact her insides were feeling like they were upside down and in the wrong order after the 'course' the trio had undergone.

"It's easy to float in… Don't care…" Mittelt splashed the water a bit like a child that was playing in a pool, while Kalawarna tasted the water by scooping some up and drinking it.

The blue-haired busty woman seemed disappointed.

"It's not sem-"

"Kals. Shut up."

And so, the trio floated around the 'Healing Fountain' in the Church of the True God for the next few hours, until they were carried to bed by manservants.

It looked like the manservants were quite amused by the fact the trio had been wrinkled to the point they looked like grandmothers due to soaking in the hot water for so long.

Raynare squirmed a bit under the soft, clean, white sheets that had the scent of peaches and flowers.

She was feeling quite comfortable, homey and even a bit happy. '...Ah… I think that fountain healed me a bit… I can close my butt now… The small things you take for granted…'

Raynare closed her eyes… And her eyes shot up as she felt something slimy near her waist.

She looked down and saw a tentacle.

She then looked at the bed with more critical eyes, and sighed.

'...Of course the bed would be a breeder-trained house-mimic…'

Raynare closed her eyes while smiling serenely, flopped back on the bed, put her palms together on the pillow, and rested her head on it.

Her eyes shot open roughly a nanosecond later as her mind rebooted itself and she properly realized what she was sleeping on.

Just in time to see the swarm of arm-thick tentacles rise from under the bed.

'Azazel-sama! Issei! Momon! True God! Anyone! Please come and save meeee!'

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Momonga sneezed as he finished his tea. 'I'm feeling as if I've forgotten something… Ah well, it couldn't have been important if I forgot…'

Sona was smiling in her usual mysterious way as she sipped from a cup of hot cocoa, while Serafall was looking suspiciously at her cup.

She grabbed it, looked under it, narrowed her eyes and then…

"You didn't slip a mountainful of aphrodisiacs into this, didn't you?" Serafall pointed her finger at Momonga in an accusing way while drinking the cocoa at the same time with loud slurps.

Momonga spat out his tea, and Serafall made a small rainbow out of the water mist that formed.

Sona giggled at the two's antics while Momong was staring at Serafall with a small river of tea dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Ahem, no, I don't think so… Unless one of my maids spiked the tea… 'One', you didn't spike Serafall's tea, did you?"

"No, master. Should I?" The maid in question answered from where she stood, which was beside the door to the 'kitchen' of sorts in Momonga's quarters in the Phenix estate in the Underworld.

"No, no, that's not- I don't even have aphrodisiacs, erm, unless you count ah…" Momonga realized that he had fallen for Serafall's ploy as a bottle seemed to materialize in 'One's hand, much to the maid's shock.

Serafall winked.

Momonga buried his face in his hands.

"But you do have- Ah. I see. Are you saying that the boosters you have are perhaps not strong enough for milord's taste?" Sona asked the most sensible question possible, given circumstances.

"Yes…" Momonga sighed. 'I needed to chug an entire pallet of the things when I almost ran out of mana, back during that ambush debacle… I need some way to concentrate them down into more manageable packages…'

"Ah, I understand." Serafall nodded while having her hands bunched up and her eyes closed in a concentrated frown like she was thinking hard about something. "Don't worry! I got it! And I won't spread the word that my soon-to-be husband has a limp dick!"

Sona spat out her cocoa.

"S-Se-neeeeeeee…" Sona whimpered in a terrified manner while sending glances between Momonga and Serafall.

"Elaborate." Momonga sharpened his gaze as Serafall mentioned something interesting while Sona paled as he narrowed his eyes at Serafall.

"Well, erectile dysfunction is somewhat rare among devils, but-"

"No, not about that. What do you mean when you say 'I got it'?" Momonga covered his face with his hands while Sona seemed to have a stroke.

"Ah, I can just filter the boosters through my body, since my control over water and thusly most liquids should allow me to concentrate the tantric energy boosters into much more potent cocotion!" Serafall beamed. "But there are two downsides! Or upsides, depending on your point of view!"

"Name them." Momonga struggled hard but finally managed to get serious again, turned his eyes on Serafall, and Sona breathed out in relief.

"First, you'll have to come to terms with the fact that you'll be drinking idol girl sweat, or bath water if we're realistic since I'll be sweating quite a bit, and two, I'll be mega-horny when I'm concentrating the stuff!" Serafall beamed while Sona spat out the cocoa she had sipped to calm her nerves. "So you'll have to screw me senseless until I can't think of anything but erupting volcanoes and trains entering tunnels and spaceships getting launched to space!"

Momonga's face-holding continued. '...Ero-world. Figured. I thought I'd need levels on [Alchemist] or find someone who did… All I needed was an idol, some aphrodisiacs, and a bathtub…'

He resisted the urge to walk to the nearest wall and break it with his forehead. But just barely.

"Right, in that case, let's get to it." Momonga reached into his inventory and pulled out a pallet of the boosters, causing Sona to pale a bit while Serafall blushed and held to the sides of her face.

"Oh nooo! What will I do after such a bold declaration… I guess I'll have no choice but to drink that entire- Wait, you have more?" Serafall paused mid-sentence.

Momonga had brought out a second pallet of the boosters. "I have six more."

He paused before he could pull out more as he realized he'd need to transport them to the bath for Serafall. "Hey, 'One' could you help me with these?"

The maid looked at the boosters, then at Momonga, and promptly had a massive nosebleed. "Y-y-yes master! My body is ready!"

"I mean hauling them…"

"Y-yes master…" The tone went from excited nervousness to abject disappointment and 'One' slinked off with the pallets, leaving Momonga quite confused over the sudden mood switch.

'Er, don't tell me the maids have been infected by the ero as well…' Momonga was a bit worried but turned towards Serafall nonetheless. "Do you want to eat more or shall we get to it?"

"Matter-of-fact! Zero emotions! Cold! Ruthless! Straight to business! Like a tyrant who takes young virgin demon kings so often into his bed that it doesn't even cause him to blush or stammer!" Serafall was taking notes. "I'll have you guest-star in my next episode! I'll do terrible things to a voodoo doll if you refuse! Er… Assuming that they air the show anymore, now that the Pillars are dead and the Underworld is on the brink of civil war, and… um… actually…"

Serafall paused her note-taking and her quill seemed to droop a bit, before she seemed to reset. "...And then the dark king takes the shattered realm and unites it, and turns the entire female populace into his personal breeding stock, causing all of the males to be turbo-cucked, but then a valiant magical girl comes in from stage left and defeats the King in one-on-one hip-to-hip combat and claims him as her queen… And then as her 'Pawn'... And the magical girl knows man-to-futa spells…"

Sona sweated more than a bit. "S-Sera-neechan… Perhaps it'd be best to leave scriptwriting for later?"

Serafall let a 'buuuuuuuttt dooont wanaaaa…' sound like a kid whining about her bedtime.

Momonga didn't listen, he was too busy pulling more stacks of potions from his [Inventory] and handing them over to 'One'.

Serafall finally stashed her notepad away. "Alright! In that case, I'll go help myself!"

She stood up from the table and began to walk towards the bathroom. "Ah, I don't need to sweat it out instantly afterwards, so we can do the vertical tango in the bedroom! But if you want to ooga my booga in the bath then that's super-hot too!"

Momonga wasn't sure what to think about the vocabulary Serafall used to describe the… choices… that he had to pick from. 'Can I just go to sleep?'

He contemplated for a brief moment. '...If I just tell Serafall 'no' right now, she'd probably be a bit miffed with me… I need her fighting strength if I am to survive, since if my cover blows in the face of Michael and the others, I need Serafall to block one of them while I fight the others… '

Thus, Momonga realized that he had no other options. "In that case… hn?"

He looked down and saw that Sona had put her foot between his thighs and was stroking still-clothed 'Momonga jr.' with her knee-socked, shoeless feet.

"Hm… hm?" Sona gauged his reaction, and Momonga reached to stroke her feet… And then tickled her feet a bit. "Whu- wha- whwhaaahhaaahahaha!"

Momonga smirked a bit as he had discovered one of Sona's weaknesses, except one that he wasn't planning on using against her in combat.

"Uuuuh! Unfair! I wanna too! Mo-mon-kun! I better find Sona intact, like in one piece, and her mind still there when I'm done with these!" Serafall pointed a finger at Momonga in a threatening manner while 'One' was opening the booster cans and Serafall made a funnel for herself, and the two of them entered the bathroom.

Momonga sighed, grabbed Sona, and lifted her into a princess carry. "Well then. Shall we?"

Sona kissed him on the lips and allowed the touch to linger for a long while. "My lord…"

"Call me… Momon." Momonga hesitated for a while. "When we're alone… You can call me Momonga."

"Is that your true name, my lord?" Sona purred slightly. "I am honored you'd trust me with it…"

Momonga nodded in a way that he hoped cloaked his sudden nervousness. 'I suppose this is what Rossweisse talked about… Even now I feel nervous, vulnerable, when I tell Sona even such a small thing…'

Momonga pushed his bedroom door open… And remembered something that he had forgotten. 'Right.'

Rossweisse was snoring drunkenly while splayed on the bed, still in her business woman-attire, and an unopened bottle of red wine in her hands while she seemed to cuddle a pillow against her chest.

"Suuusshuukkiii-saaaaamaaaa… I wuv uuu…" Rossweisse mumbled happily while her eyes were closed in a joyful expression, and a bubble of snot inflated and deflated from her nose alongside her breathing.

"Disgraceful. Occupying Momon-sama's bed and muttering about some other man…" Sona sneered at Rossweisse, making Momonga quite uneasy. "Her retribution comes due. Would you like to sample her again, my lord? I'll strip those clothes off, and you can choke and kill her with your d-"

"No, no, it's quite alright." Momonga paused Sona before she could go too far, not to mention the look she gave Rossweisse was quite… lethal. 'Sona was quite scared when we first met… But she seemed to have warmed up to me after that heart-to-heart some time ago… And she also turned scary… ' "Ahem, I know what she's talking about, and, um… It's, well…"

Sona looked quite shocked and she turned to stare at Momonga so he paused his stammering. "M-my lord, could it be… That you have a NTR fetish-"

"No, no, nothing like that, it was, um… Roleplay! Yes, roleplay. I told Rossweisse to call me 'Suzuki' and we played a 'businessman and businesswoman'... Um… It's a bit embarrassing but…" Momonga stammed a hasty excuse while feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Sona breathed out in relief while having her hand against her chest. "For a moment I thought you'd order me to a certain other man's bed… Ah! My lord, if you order me then of course I'll-"

"Don't speak like that. And if I did order something like that, I'd like you to tell me that I am being an idiot and then slap me." Momonga sighed while putting a finger on Sona's lips. "It isn't a good thing if you stop thinking for yourself because of something I said. I'm your fiancee, not your king. Also, while I feel like I am hypocritical when I say this after I tell you to think for yourself, could you be a bit less… severe? Killing Rossweisse over even such a suspicion is a bit too harsh, don't you think?"

"You'd- ah…" Sona's eyes warmed up while her posture relaxed just minutely, making Momonga fairly sure that her overly cold, severe and lethal front had been an act. Likely in order to 'please him', if he had to guess, as it looked like Sona had forced herself to be colder and colder to the point it was making Momonga uncomfortable.

"Umu…" Momonga sweated a bit as Sona breathed out while closing her eyes and having her hand on her chest.

"I see. Thank you my lor- no, thank you, Momonga. It seems that I was quite scared of the consequences of my sister's words, and forgot what you felt for me." Sona finally breathed out while opening her eyes and looking at Momonga. "After all, like I wanted an intelligent husband, you wanted an intelligent wife who would not only be your bed-warmer, but someone whose intelligence would make her something more… Thank you, my lord…. I fear I mistook only coldness and ruthlessness for what you sought of me."

'Uh…' Momonga nodded mutely. '...Um… What? Should I correct her? Eh… I suppose when you fall upwards, you don't want to stumble backwards…'

He felt a bit awkward as he shook Rossweisse a bit. "Um, Ros-chan? Can you hear me?"

"Wheeee…" Rossweisse couldn't hear him.

'...Well, Serafall was fairly unsubtle so I'm fairly sure this bed will have another use soon… But it'd feel a bit awkward if we did it while Rossweisse is sleeping in the same bed… Not to mention it probably wouldn't be good for the relationship between me and her if she woke up to me doing the deed with someone else right next to her after the memories we shared…' Momonga lifted Rossweisse up while feeling like a massive adulterer and scum, which in closer self-reflection he realized he was.

Once again he missed [Emotion Suppression] as he felt the impact of his own actions upon his ego. But at the same time, he didn't really have a way out.

And a tiny part of him didn't want out either.

'...I'm the worst…'

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"Hm… Hm… hm. Hm, hm… ngh, that won't work… Hm…" Yasaka paced back and forth in a balcony in the Underworld, specifically one that overlooked the church in the distance. 'Could I use… No, that won't work either. Hm… Perhaps… Ah, maybe- no, at best I'd turn myself into his enemy if I used that…'

Yasaka felt not a small amount of shame and anger at herself for failing to produce a effective seduction tactic to conquer Momon and get him into an arranged marriage with her in order for her to secure a tract of land for her people.

It was a testament to her mounting annoyance that she forgot that she was also aiming to give Kunou a good father figure in the process, as it was becoming increasingly clear to her that she'd likely be so busy in the coming years that she'd possibly miss a big part of Kunou's childhood.

The thought tore at her, but at the same time, she was the Kyuubi of Kyoto, and such a title came with no small amount of responsibility.

It was lucky that Kunou was not present to see her mother's plight as she'd likely grow restless and anxious as well, and Yasaka was not going to let Kunou suffer from such if she could help it. She had assigned extra guards to Kunou just in case though- She would not let whatever had happened to her repeat itself.

Kunou had told Yasaka a insane story about white-haired women, goat-mothers, trees with hooves and teeth, and Yasaka had put the pieces together to realize that Momon hadn't just resurrected Kunou- He had snatched her very soul from the jaws of Shub-Niggurath herself

The though made Yasaka shiver from instinctive fear for Kunou's safety, but at the same time made her steel-hard determination to marry Momon even harder to the point where she could probably use that determination to carve diamonds. '...If I get him, then Kunou's future will be smooth sailing after that… As is mine and my people's… And if he wants, he can floof my tails whenever he wants, and perhaps even scratch my fox-ears if I'm in the good mood… Actually, if he's the jealous type, I should probably start bribing Azazel and then use the bribing as a casus belli to have him assassinated so Momon never learns that Azazel 'floofed' my tails… Wait, that wouldn't be good... I'd effectively be assassinating His son... Haa... I need to calm down, I'm starting to make idiotic plans out of stress...'

"Haa…" Yasaka paused to lean against the balcony's stone-wrought fence and look at the sight. '...I think there's a hot spring in the back of the church… What a peculiar building… The ones used by western churches used to be tall and pointy in an attempt to bring the building closer to God, or something like that, I think… This one's more like a massive brothel-spa-resort… Talk about a shift in dogma…'

"You seem to be sighing quite hard." A faint, tired voice came from somewhere near and Yasaka jumped a bit. "I come in peace, Yasaka-sama…"

"I see… I guess I was too deep in my thoughts." Yasaka glanced at Lady Phenix who practically wobbled next to her and leaned hard against the balcony-fence. "You look quite tired. I hope the feeling is only external?"

"No, it's practically seeped into my every pore at this point… I feel a bit envious of Misla… At least she gets to sleep for a while longer before her torment begins…"

Yasaka's ears perked a bit. "Misla? Misla Bael? Lord Bael's… hm… third wife, I think? Could you elaborate a bit on what you talked about just now? About torment?"

"First wife. But I won't fault you for mistaking it, as she was mostly pushed aside once she produced a son who couldn't use the family's signature abilities... I'm surprised you even know about her… Not many in the Human World bother to learn about the devil nobility outside the heads of the Pillars, even if they have dealings with devils." Lady Phenix sighed hard while she flinched, almost as if she hadn't meant to say what she had told Yasaka. "Please don't worry about what I said. I misspoke."

'Hm…' Yasaka narrowed her eyes. "Do tell what ails you. I have not two but four ears to listen."

She waved her fox-ears just to make a point, and to lighten the mood.

Lady Phenix smirked a bit, but only a bit while she inched a bit closer along the balcony's fence. "...Tell me, you were planning on approaching Momon-sama for… some reason. Can you tell me what that was? A political marriage perhaps? Trading Kunou for some political concession or resettlement rights?"

Yasaka bristled immediately. "I will not use my daughter as a pawn in political games!"

"Ha… ha…" Lady Phenix's eyes were a bit glazed over. "Are you now? She is a pawn, much as you are, as much as I am… Some of us just don't know what we are, are we pawns, queens, rooks… But we all know that there is only one King. And I know what he desires…"

'Hm…' Yasaka was starting to get seriously worried as Lady Phenix was babbling nonsense as she slumped closer to her, and Yasaka put an arm around Lady Phenix out of instinct to support the tired and exhausted woman. "Lady Phenix. Perhaps you'd like to rest? You're… I'm sorry if this sounds hostile, but you sound insane. And you're- Hmbg?! HNGG?!"

Yasaka's eyes widened as Lady Phenix put some sort of cloth over the kitsune's mouth, using their close proximity and Yasaka's laxed guard to sneak under her defense and force Yasaka to inhale whatever was in the cloth.

The cocotion affected the kitsune instantly, causing her instinctive attempt to transform herself and teleport to fizz out and leave her trapped in her human form.

'Dammit, I got complacent about my safety' A wave of tiredness washed over Yasaka and her legs lost strength before she could conjure a fireball before her rational mind, already half-shut down, reminded her that the Phenix family of devils were immune to fire. '… What is she trying… to do… did she learn… that I wanted to marry Momon… and got rid of me… because… I'd threaten her daughter's place… as his fiance…? Figures… Kunou… never let… your guard down… around devils…'

"...If I trade her, then… Maybe… Maybe he'll be appeased… He likes blonde, well-endowed women… It'll take some time before he's done breaking Yasaka, raping her until Yasaka's but a piece of jelly, and during that time, she will be safe… Perhaps, if I ask… perhaps he'll even resurrect… No, I shouldn't push my luck…" Lady Phenix's maniacal, no-longer tired voice caused Yasaka's back to run cold with dread before her thoughts darkened yet the situation cleared to her with Lady Phenix's last sentence. "He controls the dead, so I can't be too greedy… There is time… I have until eternity…"

Yasaka had heard of the 'Supreme Being' through her network of spies, and knew of its ability to control the dead, and had seen such with her eyes during the ambush on the Peace Conference, when the undead had swarmed the factions after the initial attack- And knew that the creature had besieged the Underworld. Destroyed the noble Phenix family, at least on the surface, besieged the Dragon Mountains, which had been trade partners of the Phenix family.

Yasaka had wondered, but now knew how it happened.

She knew that Lady Phenix was the Supreme Being's servant.

Yasaka knew that Momon, being the True God capable of resurrections, was likely to be the main opposition of one who controlled the dead.

She didn't know why'd Lady Phenix target her specifically- before her sluggish brain registered Lady Phenix's words of what would be her fate.

'...No… No! No! NO! No!' Yasaka's body refused her as she tried to force whatever strength she hoped she had into her own body, to claim her own life before she'd be forced into an even more horrifying fate than death.

Then she realized that when she was gone, Kunou would be solely reliant on the limited tengu bodyguard for her safety, which could be easily overpowered by assassins like Lady Phenix.

The mere thought of Kunou being scared and alone in the room, cowering with her tails between her legs and clinging to Yasaka's nightgown while a dark figure entered the room, was enough to force strength into Yasaka's limbs…

But the blow she struck at Lady Phenix was only enough to knock the woman off balance for a moment, as whatever she had doused the kitsune with had eroded her strength.

'Momon… Please… If you have any heart… If your soul was melted by Kunou calling you her father… Take care of her…' Yasaka's strength failed her and she collapsed on the floor of the balcony.

With her last thought, no, prayer, Yasaka's mind blacked out.