Ascendence of the Shield Devil (Mass Succubus Tg) Draft (Patreon)

“Haahh… As if it wasn’t a bad enough day already.” The shield hero Naofumi sighed as he and his trusty crew climbed down a mountain range. The normal road was blocked by soldiers from that damn princess, so he had no choice but to take a diversion through the mountains in order to escape Melromarc.

It was hard to pinpoint the exact cause of his current situation. Was it the fact that he taunted the king in broad daylight? Was the first princess Myne just fed up with him and wanted to get him out of the way for good? Or was it simply because he was the shield hero?

Most likely a combination of all of them. Naofumi couldn’t even joke about the severity of his situation anymore.

“Are more soldiers up ahead?” Melty, the second princess asked with a slightly terrified look on her face. Naofumi silently nodded as he checked the corner again. It seems like they needed to change their course again, as this way was also blocked off.

Ever since Melty’s guards betrayed her and subsequently tried to murder her in front of Naofumi, Melty has been terrified. She tried her best to act tough, but she knew that if Naofumi didn’t save her, she would have been dead. And this whole situation was just a bit much, especially since she was just a child.

And it got so much worse, as now Naofumi’s saving act was being sold as him brutally kidnapping her. This made what little bit of positive reputation he had left completely evaporate. She knew that she had to tell everybody in the kingdom the truth, but that was tough considering that almost every one of her former guards was on the hunt for her. And most likely wanted her dead on top of it.

“Hold it, you criminal!” A familiar voice shouted from behind just as Naofumi and his companions reached a little bit of a clearing in the mountains. Perfect, they had been found.

From a cliff the three other heros stared down at the party as a giant army of soldiers approached from behind. The bitchy first princess was with them as well.

“You have nowhere to run anymore! Justice is on our side!” Motoyasu, the spear hero, yelled with a big, confident grin on his face.

“Give up. We have you surrounded. Be reasonable and return the second princess!” Ren, the sword hero, spoke in his usual cold tone.

Naofumi thought about his options. He didn’t exactly have many, as talking to those brick-heads was next to impossible. Could he run away if all of them just mounted Filo and pulled off a distraction? It was hard to tell…

“Heroes! Soldiers of Melromarc! Lay down your weapons!” Melty instantly yelled back at them, trying her best to hide the growing fear in her heart. Everyone around her, including Naofumi, could do nothing but stare.

“This is all just one big misunderstanding! I was not kidnapped, I was protected by the shield hero!” Melty shouted with all her heart and hoped that at least a few would stop and listen to her. The other three heroes seemed to react to her sincere pleading at least, but many of the soldiers around them merely scoffed at her words.

“Wait. That is not what the guards said…” Itsuki, the bow hero, remarked.

“If you are not kidnapped, then why is Naofumi holding you hostage and running away with you?” Ren pressed the matter further. It really seemed like he was willing to talk, and that was a first for Naofumi. Melty’s words seemed to have more credibility than his own, so better to just leave the talking to her.

“That is because…” Melty started to explain, but…

“Oh no!” A bitchy voice resounded from the other end of the wall of soldiers. “My dearest little sister has also been subjected to that cursed mind control shield. How could the shield hero, one of the four cardinal heroes, do such a cruel thing?”

There goes the plan of letting Melty talk. He should have known that that bitch Myne would pull something out of her ass again. Now came the question of what Naofumi's next move should be?

“...Is there any way of removing that curse?” Ren looked at Myne unfazed. It almost looked like he didn’t fully trust her anymore either. Maybe Naofumi could use this to his advantage. He basically only needed Myne to slip up once, and her lies would then just come crashing down on her. Doubt would be their path to freedom.

“I am sure that at least the church back in the capital has the capability to remove any kind of curse.” The pristress next to Ren answered before Myne could. Myne’s face only wavered for a split second, before going back to her wide and fake smile.

“Did you hear that, Melty? Come with your big sister home and we will lift this curse off you in no time~” Mynes' tone was cold, condescending and devilish. There was no way anything she said was true and even Melty saw how impossible the situation was becoming..

“..Help me, Naofumi… If I go with her… she will kill me…” Melty whispered as her entire body trembled, her words rattling out in fear. Naofumi couldn’t let her down. He wouldn’t, not here, not now. But his options weren’t exactly good either. He needed to be able to talk his way out of this as he would definitely lose this fight if they were to engage here.

“Hey Motoyasu! Ren! Itsuki! I have a deal for you!” Naofumi shouted and stepped forwards, shielding the still shaking Melty behind him. “You want the princess back in the capital, right? Believe it or not, so do I. I am willing to go with you back to the capital and have Melty clear my name.”

It pained him so much to say such things after everything they had done to him. After all the torment and unjust treatment. But he just needed to play it cool. He needed Melty to be alive, get checked that she wasn’t cursed and then have her clear his name. He still couldn’t fully trust Melty, but with her life on the line as well, there was no way she would betray him.

“What’s the catch?” Ren asked, his gaze still icecold.

“I have promised to keep the second princess safe at all costs. I want all heroes, that includes all three of you and me, to protect the second princess at all costs and from any threat until we reach the church in the capital. No other person may come close to her, not even her sister!” Naofumi stated his demands and Myne was immediately and understandably outraged. With conditions like that she couldn’t kill Melty, but she also couldn’t protest against them, as that would give her plan away to the other heroes.

“Understood.” Ren said and looked at the other two heroes who just looked at him flabbergasted. “Look guys, I don’t like working with him as well, but if he is willing to clear his name I think he deserves a chance.”

The other two heroes thought about it a little bit, and then also reluctantly agreed. All three of them came down the cliff to Naofumi and surrounded him, but only with the three of them.

“So… Do we just teleport back to church, but only we five?” Itsuki asked and Naofumi immediately gave him a confused look. Those guys can teleport? No wonder they always were on his tail so fast after the guards were alerted.

“Sounds like the easiest way to do it. Does that fulfill your conditions, Naofumi?” Ren spoke and gave his cold glare back to Naofumi.

“Sir heroes! This is a terrible idea! What if he rampages through our city…?” Myne vainly yelled from behind and tried to catch up to them.

“Then the three of you can easily stop me alone. This is my one chance at redemption, I will not waste it. Now let's go!” Naofumi declared and took a step closer to the other heroes together with Melty. And before Myne could get even somewhat close to them, Motoyasu made a hand gesture and the four heroes and the second princess disappeared without a trace.

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“...and that’s why we could really use your help, Pope Balmus.” Ren explained to the solemn white figure in front of him. Most of the priests and nuns were whispering among themselves and it wasn’t hard to guess who repulsed them so much. After all, the accursed shield hero had breached the sanctity of their holy ground.

“Of course, my dear heroes. Just leave the princess and the shield with us and we will get rid of any and all curse from her, as not even curses cast from the devil himself are a match for the might of god.” The pope announced, making all heroes breathe a sigh of relief. Even Naofumi was thankful that at least the pope was somewhat reasonable and willing to help. A powerful person like him would immediately know that nothing was wrong with Melty.

“That's good. Then the three of us will go and collect our teams in the mountains. I wish all of you good luck to break the mind control curse.” Ren spoke and left the church together with the other two heroes. Now only Naofumi, Melty, the pope and some priests remained.

“Now then, my child. Let me help you shed this burden of a curse you are bearing.” The pope reassuringly spoke to Melty, getting to work immediately. Yet without seeming to examine Melty for any curse, he pulled out his staff and started casting a spell at the young princess.

“Hold on just a moment. Don’t you need to check if there even is a curse on… Hey!!!” Naofumi was tackled from behind by two priests and then in his confusion handcuffed behind his back. As a sort of seal started to appear around him, Melty started to scream in pain.

“It’s not like a devil like you would understand the will of god. Your role in this world was fulfilled the moment you brought the princess into these holy halls. Your fate as the devil is to perish here alongside the royal family one by one. The age of god is upon us. I will lead this country into a brighter future!” The pope’s self righteous sermon continued as Meltys screams of agony just continued to get louder.

Naofumi couldn’t help but laugh to himself as he was handcuffed and the ground, his movements sealed by magic. He had finally brought himself to trust people again, and just look at what happened. But he wasn’t weak anymore like the first time this happened. He wasn’t going down without a fight a second time.

“Oh yeah? That's great to hear!” Naofumi spoke, hatred filling his words to the point where everyone in the room shuddered. A sudden blast erupted from Naofumi’s body and the two priests that were holding him down were sent flying through the room. The seal and handcuffs were slowly breaking as Naofumi stood up from the ground, practical in slow motion.

“I shouldn’t have trusted you to clear my name. You were in on this the entire time and I was to stupid to notice.” Naofumi spoke and with a quick move of his hands, the seal around him broke and the handcuffs split cleanly in half.

“Air strike shield!” He shouted and a giant shield appeared between the pope and melty, disrupting the spell he was casting and making Melty fall to the ground unconscious.

“Clear your name? There is nothing to clear. You are the devil of the shield and it is god’s will that you perish!” The pope shouted and casted a spell at Naofumi.

“Choke on your fake god!” Naofumi shouted as he blocked as he blocked the shimmering white beam of light the pope shot at him. It was then that Naofumi snapped in anger, letting out everything that he had been holding in for his entire journey.

“What did your fake god ever do for you? I went around and helped people. I saved people. I overcame every damn obstacle everyone was putting in my way. If you want to call me a devil, then so be it. But I will not hesitate to protect my friends no matter what!” Naofumi yelled from the top of his lungs, when suddenly a message appeared in the corner of his vision.

<Devil shield series unlocked>

“Enough of your worthless blabbering. Perish, alongside the entire royal family!” The pope shouted as every priest in the church started paying and the pope charged another attack with his staff.

“Ultimate divine art: Judgment!”

It was like everything was suddenly moving in slow motion for Naofumi. The massive amount of mana provided by the priests and channeled by the pope was headed for him, and there was no way he could dodge it. not that he wanted to, as that would mean Melty would get hit by the full force of the blast. Was there really nothing he could do… The new skill!

If this was an ultimate holy attack, then maybe an ultimate devil's attack could counter it. There was no time left to think, he just had to try and pray it works. So he equipped his strongest shield, the rage shield, and chanted the incantation of the new skill he had just unlocked.

“Curse shield of Nightmare: Mana inverse!”

It honestly was a miracle for Naofumi that he could withstand the massive blast of holy energy against him. He was getting pushed back, but the shield was actually doing a really good job at keeping the damage to a minimum. He couldn’t move anymore so he just needed to tough it out until either he or the Pope gave up.

It was then that Naofumi noticed it. The ground around him was burning, simmering with the familiar black and red flames of his rage shield, minus the explosive force. The ground around him was set ablaze; the flames rapidly spreading throughout the room, making a few priests scream in pain as the corrupted fires started to burn their flesh.

The pope’s beam was getting weaker, but the flames were still spreading at an incredible rate, quickly engulfing the entire room and even spreading further than that. Most of the priests had already given up on supporting the pope choosing self preservation rather than burning to death. The holy attack had now become so weak that Naofumi stopped defending from it, realizing it couldn’t break through his amazing natural defenses anymore. This, alongside the rapidly engulfing flames, was enough to finally break the pope’s will to fight, finally stopping his attack on Naofumi.

“It’s over.” Naofumi triumphantly declared as he walked slowly towards the pope, who was now looking around in horror, seeing all of his followers running, panicking and burning. The only places that were safe from the cursed flames were the spot where Melty was lying and the place where the pope was standing.

“This cannot be! This is a holy place! Curses of the devil should have no effect here!” The pope desperately still seemed to cling to his beliefs and Naofumi was more than happy to burst his bubble once and for all.

“There is no god for you anymore! Only I, the devil, remain!” Naofumi roared, pressing his cursed shield into the pope's face, unleashing another torrent of highly concentrated cursed flame into his already beaten target.

The pope's body was quickly overtaken by the flames and although this fight had been soundly won, Naofumi wasn’t about to let go of him anytime soon. Even if the pope could no longer move, even if his screams were completely muffled, Naofumi just kept on pressing the shield harder against his face. In his mind he could almost imagine a sizzling sound like that of a steak on the grill.

It felt good to finally see someone get comeuppance for betraying his trust, but at the same time he felt bad for kicking a man that was already on the ground.

Yet something about this entire situation was still very strange. He was easily intentionally covering this man in cursed flames for about half a minute now, but his face didn’t seem burned at all. In fact, neither his nor any body of the other priests seemed scorched in any way, as if the damage was just internally.

After pushing his shield into the pope’s face a final time to make him tip over and fall to the ground, Naofumi was satisfied with the damage he had caused and took a step back. Then he let out a sigh.

There was no doubt that burning down the main church in the middle of the capital would have serious repercussions, but it's not like he had any other options. For now he should just focus to get Melty out of this burning hell hole and get her to the palast as soon as she woke up.

“This isn’t over! As long as God wills it, this will never be over!” Naofumi turned around in annoyance as he saw that the pope was slowly getting his footing again.

Just how weak are these flames? Naofumi knew that his attacking stat was atrocious, but still, getting burned in the face for an extended amount of time should have left at least some sort of impact.

“Rise again, you followers of the lord. We will not be beaten today.” The pope rallied and a few of the priests actually stood up alongside him. It seemed like this battle was not over yet.

But… something was weird about all of them. The pope seemed… younger than he was before. Not only that, but it almost seemed like Naofumi could watch the wrinkles on his face disappear in real time, as if the internal time of the pope was rapidly getting rewound.

There was no doubt in Naofumi’s mind anymore that something strange was happening to him. And not only the pope, but the priest as well. All of them looked many years younger than they did before. Was he casting some sort of spell that rejuvenated them to this degree?

“We will never fall, as we are…”The pope continued his melodramatic speech when suddenly…

“M-My feet! My Legs! Help! What is happening to me?” One of his devotees suddenly cried out. He was sitting on the floor with his bare feet in his hand and the moment everyone's gaze shifted over to him, all of them took a step back and gasped.

His feet looked not even close to what normal human feet should have looked like. They had become more rounded, looking more akin to hooves than feet. Even the rest of his legs started to look animal-like, as time passed the muscles in his legs contorted and dark fur grew all over them.

“What is happening to him?” “Ah! It's happening to me too!” “Oh no! To you too! What should we do?” The desperate, confused cries of the priests rang out among each other.

“Calm down, my loyal followers. As long as we stand on holy ground, no… curse… will… Ack.” The pope tried to grab the attention for his followers, but crouched down to grab his legs again. And immediately after, with a silent tear, his holy boots got shredded as feet grew in all directions and became hooves like those of the other priests.

“Is this the power of the devil shield?” Naofumi asked himself as he watched the panic in the church spread even further. Not only was the whole place on fire, but everyone inside also started turning into monsters. It might be worthwhile for Naofumi to stick around and watch the rest of this spectacle.

“Th-This is just an Illusion. Ack!  Don’t fall for such cheap tricks!” The pope yelled as the fur continued to spread up, reaching about halfway up his legs by now. And on top of that, it was increasingly hard to recognize the pope, as he looked almost completely different by this point.

His face was fair and soft, all signs of old age had completely disappeared, almost if they were burned away by the cursed flame. He also looked a lot fitter and younger, just all around. He previously looked like there was no way that he was under 50, now he actually looked almost like he was the same age as Naofumi. And so did the rest of the followers that the pope failed to calm down.

“This cursed flame! This cursed flame… cursed flame…” The pope's words lost a lot of their will power as he looked around and seemed mesmerized by the flames all around him. It was hard to tell what exactly he was thinking, as he looked so distant, but so did many of the priests around him.

*MOAN*

It was then that a sound that Naofumi wasn’t expecting to hear at all resounded through the building. A super loud, almost pornographic feminine moan filled everyones ears, shocking Naofumi more than anyone else.

Many more followed, making Naofumi think that he missed something important. Many of the female nun’s hoofed legs had given out, making them slide to the ground and moan as they all reached for their most private spot. It almost looked like they were mastur…

Wait, on closer inspection, those weren’t all just the female followers. There were some male ones as well, but with the way their bodies had changed into a more curvaceous form, they just looked feminine at first glance. And those male priests looked like they were getting hit even harder by this wave of hornyness than the originally female ones.

“What is wrong with you? Don’t let the pleasure consume you! The Lord’s blessing is pleasurable, but you have to show self control… unless… un…less” The pope tried to talk to his followers again, though his voice was completely different by now. And even he looked like it took him everything to remain standing.

There was no trace left of anything that would have given away that he was supposed to be a man. His face was soft, round and completely feminine and his voice also sounded nothing like that of a man anymore. In fact, even his hair had grown out a lot longer since the last time Naofumi had glanced at him, as it now comfortably reached just below the pope's shoulders.

It was then that it dawned on Naofumi.

“Are they turning into girls…? Why would they…?” He whispered to himself, and his train of thought was immediately interrupted by the pope sliding down on his knees and…

*MOAN*

…moaning even louder than the other priests before him. Or, more accurately, before her, as Naofumi now had a pretty good idea of what happened to the pope’s privates that would make her moan that loudly. ‘It’ was most definitely gone now.

“I won’t… I can’t…” The fresh girl panted on the burning floor, that didn’t seem to bother her anymore at all. With her fuzzy legs and hooved feet, she slowly stood up from the floor again, looking like she was struggling a lot to find her balance.

And it was not difficult to see why. Her proportions had changed a lot while she was on the ground, and were even still changing at that moment. Her furry legs had inflated a fair bit, making them look plump and thick on her rapidly feminizing body. Her hips were widening even further as her ass size increased with them, rapidly growing wider than her shoulders and causing her to really look like she had a fantasy-like hourglass figure by now.

“Devil of the shield… Ah~... Devil of the shield… Ah~... Devil of the shield…Ah~”

Suddenly the girl that once was the pope began chanting that false title that she had been accusing him of the entire day. And whenever she did, a small and soft moan left her plump lips right after. It wasn’t long until the rest of the priests that were entirely female by now stood up and joined into that chorus.

Naofumi took a step back, making sure to cover Melty in case these priests turned monster girls suddenly attacked out of nowhere. But when they all just started to grab their chests with their hands, even Naofumi had blush at what he saw.

“Devil of the shield… Ahh~... Devil of the shield… Ahh~... Devil of the shield…Ahh~”

Their chant grew louder, and so did their moans. With every time they spoke his title, all of their chest collectively pushed outwards a little bit more. At first it wasn’t noticeable, then there were small dents in the chest area of the priest's robes, then there were big lumps that were unmistakably breasts under the robe…

“Devil of the shield… Ahhh~... Devil of the shield… Ahhh~... Devil of the shield…Ahhh~”

Even after he had come to this world Naofumi had actually never seen a girl with very large boobs before. Some might say that it was a staple of other worlds, but Naofumi had quickly discarded that notion. Still, this almost cult-like chanting of his title, followed by the moaning and growing of boobs till they reached sizes comparable with those of their heads was making them uncomfortable.

But to his relief, they slowly stopped one by one, now each of them looking like a cosplaying pornstar in a priests or nun attire. The girl that used to be the pope took a step forward to Naofumi, before wincing and grabbing her head with an expression that lies somewhere between pain and pleasure.

The rest of them followed, groaning briefly as they reached for their heads one by one. Naofumi could see small brown horns pushing themselves out from the top of the girls luscious and long brown hair. They curled themself inwards a bit and soon stopped growing, leaving her and every other former priest with goat-like horns, matching their animal legs.

And with that, everything seemed to be over. All of the girls around Naofumi slowly looked like they regained their senses as the cursed flames all around the church slowly subsided. It was then that the main girl, that used to be the pope, shook her head and started her usual speech again.

“All of my devoted followers! The time of the monarchy in this country has long since passed. It is time to take over this city, as this is the lord's will!” She spoke, making all of the former priests rally with her.

Naofumi just sighed. He had just turned all of them into some sort of demon-like monster girls, and even that did nothing to stop their absolute madness. It seemed like he just needed to fight them again, so he readied his shield.

“As much as I would love for you to overthrow that trash of a king, I simply can not allow you to hurt the innocent people out there. I will stop y…” Naofumi declared, but…

“You… You are the devil of the shield!” The leader girl spoke in disbelief as she looked at him with wide eyes. But her look wasn’t filled with hatred or malice… she looked like she was standing in front of her life's idol.

“This can’t be… Everyone of you, my trusty believers! Our lord, the devil of the shield has risen up for us to assist and lead us into the future that we succubus had always dreamed of. With him on our side, we can not fail! Now go and take over this city!” She commanded and the army of succubus was ready to storm out.

“I told you, I won’t let you harm innocent civilians!” Naofumi shouts at them, getting ready to block their way out of the church.

“You heard our Lord. Don’t attack those who don’t fight back, turn those who resist into faithful servants of our Devil. Now go!” She corrected herself and all of the other succubi briefly nodded, before storming past Naofumi, mischievous giggles resounding through the church until all of the succubi besides the former pope were gone. Naofumi was so perplexed by her willingness to call him her lord that he completely forgot that he wanted to stop them leaving for a moment.

“My Lord, high esteemed Devil of the shield, I am Berfomet, a humble servant of yours. You have created this army of succubus out of these foolish believers in god for me to command and I will not disappoint you. This city will be in our hands before nightfall, I’ll swear that to you.” The former pope, who now called herself Berformet, declared confidently.

“Weren’t you also a believer of god until a moment ago?” Naofumi countered. This girl was so weird to him. Her eyes looked so amazed and innocent, like those of a servant that just couldn't wait to obey every command of their master without question.

“Maybe I was once, but not anymore. The grace of your mighty blessing has opened my eyes. I am so grateful you chose me to become an elder-succubus to lead your ascension in this realm of humans. I promise to turn this land into a paradise for you, that would make even that fake god jealous, if he existed!” Berformet declared, her voice clearly spiteful at the mention of her former god.

Naofumi could just stand there and gulp as he looked at the girl that this shield of the devil had created. She was still a fanatic alright, but at least she seemed to be on his side. Although he wasn’t sure how to stop her antics, and that might become a problem later on…

—

“Devil of the… I mean, Master Naofumi. Is there something I can do for you? You look so down.”

A couple days had passed since he turned a single church filled with priests into super devoted Succubi and Naofumi was already at his wits end.

Turned out, when Berformet commanded those succubi to ‘turn all that resisted into devoted followers’, she wasn’t joking around. It looks like this curse he inflicted was highly contagious, and anyone kissed by a succubus would turn into one as well in a matter of minutes. A highly obedient one that was willing to then spread the curse further.

Needless to say the city was quickly overrun with succubi. All guards that resisted were turned, all ministers that resisted were turned, even that trashy king was turned into nothing more than a willing footservant for Naofumi.

The policies of the succubi quickly became known throughout Melromarc as the succubi were very vocal about them. Don’t resist them taking over the city, or you will join their ranks.

But to Naofumi’s absolute horror, this news sadly did not extend outside the city walls. So when Raphtalia and Filo came to see him in the city, and obviously panicked at the sight of monster-like woman who had nothing better to do then chant his name all day, the two of them were also turned into succubi before the news of their arrival had reached Naofumi’s ears.

So now in the king's chamber, because Berfomet insisted that he should move in there, Naofumi was sitting on the bed, with the succubus Raphtalia and Filo right beside him. And he could just sigh at Raphtalias slip up, as her new nature somehow also seemed to urge her to call him a Devil as well.

“I think I am getting used to it by now, but that doesn’t exactly make me happy. I know it's hard, but could you not call me a Devil every once in a while?” Naofumi pleaded, and Raphtalia instantly regretted her words even more than she did before. But that didn’t last long.

“Esteemed Devil of the shield! Great news!” Berformet shouted as she proudly strutted into the room. Naofumi was almost afraid to ask, but he also knew that if she was in a good mood, then maybe she would let him go outside the city walls for once since she practically took over the city for him.

“We have found and successfully converted the sword hero to our side. Now we only need the other two and our forces will be unstoppable.” Berfomet announced excitedly, hugged herself and spun in a circle for joy. Then she briefly brushed off her skirt and fur of her legs, to look more professional and added. “Anyways, we are ready to move out at a moment's notice. Just say the word and we will make this world yours for the taking!”

“Listen! I don’t want to…” Naofumi tried to explain.

“Woah, look at the time. I have to go, but I’d be honored to hear your words of wisdom on another day. Please, excuse me.” She said, turned around and left through the door she had just come from. It almost seemed to him like she didn’t want to listen to him.

“This is bad. With Ren gone I am basically relying on two blockheads to take down an invasion of succubus. I really didn’t want to be the bad guy, but they are just outright fighting for world domination just to happily hand it to me...” Naofumi sighed as he stood up from the royal sized bed.

“Is that such a bad thing? I mean, now you will be recognized as their savior all across the world.” Raphtalia asked, standing up from the bed as well.

“Oh? Are we going somewhere, Master Shield Devil?” Filo added, jumping from the bed onto the floor and causing her hooves to make a soft *Clop, Clop* sound as she landed.

“Yes, I want to try to get out of the city again. I really don’t want people to only know me as a devil, so I will try to get out of here again… and hope that this time won’t end with thousands of succubus pressing their boobs against my face…” Naofumi recalled, and immediately realized that he might have made a mistake.

“NO! I am the only one who’s boobs Master Naofumi may enjoy!” Raphtalia declared, stripped off her top and jumped for him with her boobs into his face.

“Is it hugging time? Filo wants to join in too!” Filo said and jumped at him as well, pushing all three of them back into the bed.

Even if the two of them were largely the same, it seemed like they could not suppress their new lewd instincts all the time. So Naofumi just laid on his bed, with huge boobs pressed against his face and body, hoping that there was someone out there that could stop him from ascending to the level of true Devil that ruled the world.