I was able to meet Arcne in the underground prison.
Thud!
Getting in was easy! I just had to freeze all the guards trying to stop Ezekiel.
Whoosh!
“I made sure not to cause any harm to their lives.”
Blip!
It would take about two hours for the ice to melt, so I planned to chat with Arcne during that time.
Ding!
“I will reform Arcne.”
Ding!
That goal still settled firmly in my heart.
Boom!
After making the decision, I was determined to see it through.
Puff!
It was one of Ezekiel’s beliefs. So, I absolutely had to accomplish the goal of reforming Arcne. Strengthening my will, I sought her out.
Zoom!
I would definitely save Arcne by reforming her!
Whoosh!
“…Brother?”
Blink!
As soon as she recognized Ezekiel, a blush crept onto Arcne’s face. But her body couldn’t respond the same way.
Thud!
There were ropes hanging from the ceiling, and Arcne was tied up, dangling like a dried fish. Apparently, this was the only way to restrain her.
Flop!
“Brother!~ Brother!~”
Swing!
As Arcne struggled in a teasing tone, the ropes swayed side to side.
Swing!
When Ezekiel started to untie her, Arcne smiled.
Grin!
“Brother, I’m fine. It’s not like I received the title of Goddess for nothing, right? Hanging like this feels oddly comfortable. Standing would be more uncomfortable.”
Snicker!
It was clear that her thought process was vastly different from that of an ordinary human, despite her female form.
Blink!
For example, her reaction to concern was like this.
Gasp!
Many inquisitors had treated Arcne harshly to extract information about the Demon Realm.
Thud!
Extreme insults were common, and some even resorted to physical torture. Ezekiel’s heart felt heavy.
Thump!
I noted the names of those inquisitors.
Noted!
“Arcne, you must have had a tough time.”
Huff!
But Arcne blinked several times as if she didn’t understand Ezekiel’s words.
Blink!
“Hmm…? Tough? What kind of tough?”
Confused!
“You said you heard all sorts of harsh words.”
Chirp!
“Oh, they just said such things because they were inquisitors. It didn’t feel bad at all.”
Calm!
Arcne replied nonchalantly.
Calm!
“That’s only natural… I am a prostitute, after all.”
What?
Zekiel’s face began to show confusion, but Arcne spoke as if it were common sense.
Tilt!
“I grew up aiming for something exclusive to you, Ezekiel. So, I thought the inquisitors’ words weren’t wrong.”
Ding!
Suddenly, Arcne glanced at Ezekiel as if checking his reaction.
Peep!
“Um, isn’t that so? Am I still not enough to be your exclusive prostitute?”
Concerned!
Hearing her voice filled with worry, it was clear Arcne harbored no malice at all.
No Malice!
To put it simply, the word “prostitute” could be the most forceful and insulting for a woman, yet Arcne seemed to take it as a true compliment.
Geez!
Ezekiel pondered where to correct her, ultimately sighing without a clue.
Deep Sigh!
“This won’t be something that can be reformed overnight.”
Thinking…
It wouldn’t happen overnight, nor could it be fixed all at once. Slowly but surely would be the way forward.
Tick, Tick!
“No, you’re not lacking in anything.”
Thumbs Up!
“Really? Ah…! Just being acknowledged by you, Brother, has made my lower belly warm… I want to soothe this longing…”
Blush!
“Instead, let’s stop using that expression.”
Cut It Out!
Ezekiel finally spoke up with difficulty.
Finally!
“…Your term ‘exclusive prostitute.’ Let’s stop that.”
Umm?
“A word with such a nice ring to it, and you want me to stop? Still, I’ll follow without questioning if that’s what you wish, Brother.”
Okay!
“Yeah, there are plenty of other nice expressions.”
Nice!
Then Arcne fell into serious thought.
Thinking!
“What would be a nicer term…”
Hmmm!
Something seemed to dawn upon her.
Light Bulb!
“Oh, how about this?”
Eh?
“…Did something come to mind already?”
Pop!
“Yes. I am someone who is willing to accept all your feelings, violence, desires… everything you possess with my body and spirit. How about this?”
Cheesy!
Arcne flashed a bright smile.
Sparkle!
“Your exclusive toilet. It’s quite an appropriate expression, right?”
Blaaaargh!
“…”
Silence!
“Hehe, it’s so explicit that I really like it. To be a toilet accepting all of your desires… Ah, oh no, I’m reaching another peak…”
Shudder!
Ezekiel waved his hands.
No!
“Enough! I’ll decide on the title myself.”
Whatever!
“Huh? Really? You’ll choose it yourself, Brother?”
Exciting!
“…Yeah, just wait until then.”
Waiting!
This was how it ended up. If I left it to Arcne, it would lead to a string of outrageous titles.
Uh Oh!
“I’m so happy… that Brother will directly name me. Once the title is decided, I’ll wear a collar to proudly display my name.”
Proud!
This was how Arcne’s way of thinking already strayed far from something normal.
Ehh?
Ezekiel swiftly moved on to the next question.
Zoom!
“Why are Arcne and the princesses unharmed?”
Ding!
Despite feeling relieved, I couldn’t help but be curious.
Tilt!
Arcne was among the recognized strong entities among the Demon Realm’s demon gods. She likely possessed a level of power comparable to the 1st Princess Ether.
Strong!
In other words, even if the three princesses collaborated in an attack, it wouldn’t be without serious damage to both sides.
Oof!
“Arcne!”
Hey!
“Yes, Brother?”
Eager!
Arcne looked at Ezekiel with dreamy eyes.
Sparkle!
She wasn’t like that earlier, but now she was drenched in sweat. Her breathing was sticky with moisture.
Huff! Puff!
Her constant gulping and licking her lower lip was suggestive. She was incredibly excited.
Gulp!
Ezekiel tried hard to ignore those signals.
Ignore!
“I’m curious about what happened after I collapsed. You and the princesses have a high level of power. If there was a collision, both sides would sustain severe damage.”
Phew!
“Aha, you’re curious about why we’re all still fine?”
Eureka!
Arcne immediately understood Ezekiel’s question.
Solid!
But the answer didn’t follow. Suddenly, she started writhing in pain.
Ouch!
Ezekiel’s face showed concern.
Concerned!
“…Arcne, are you okay?”
Worry!
“Well, the thing is…”
Shhh!
When Arcne lifted her head after bowing it, she no longer resembled the usual Arcne.
Uh Oh!
“Brother, it’s been so long since we last met that I can’t hold back. Would you please touch my body? Or let me lick something?”
Blush!
“…”
Silence!
Ezekiel could only swallow hard.
Gulp!
It wasn’t because Arcne’s words were shocking. He simply felt an overwhelming surge of mana.
Rising!
“This frustration is not ideal.”
Grr!
Though he still hadn’t heard the reason, it was clear that Arcne had willingly allowed herself to be captured.
Clarified!
But if she unleashed her powerful mana, it would change the situation. Voices demanding her execution would rise.
Yikes!
Ezekiel reluctantly extended his left hand.
Gimme!
“…Will this work?”
Tap!
“Huuuh.”
Slurp!
Arcne gave no verbal answer and instead started nibbling on Ezekiel’s middle and ring fingers, her tongue swirling around them like another creature.
Slurp! Slurp!
“Havub… Yes…”
Ugh!
The feeling from his fingers was overwhelmingly vulgar and crude, yet Arcne’s mana was certainly calming down, so it was a small relief.
Phew!
“So, why are both sides unharmed?”
Ding!
“I surrendered immediately. Ugh…”
Wheeze!
Arcne continued to lick Ezekiel’s fingers, her expression brimming with happiness.
Happiness!
“Since I had to go to the continent to be with you, Brother, I thought it would be bad for your heart if the princesses died. So what else could I do? I became a prisoner by surrendering.”
Heroic!
In simpler terms, she willingly got captured to be with Ezekiel.
Wow!
Ezekiel was unaccustomed to dealing with someone so devoted. It felt both grateful and fascinating.
Grateful!
“Why go so far for me?”
Surprised!
Arcne tilted her head in puzzlement. This was her usual response when she didn’t understand Ezekiel’s words.
Hmmm?
“I’m just repaying your kindness.”
Payback!
As Arcne slowly licked up Ezekiel’s long fingers, she said,
Slurp! Slurp!
“I’m just repaying the heartfelt concern you showed in the past when you saved me. Brother, just continue to live earnestly. I will help you.”
Support!
“Right. I’ll also work hard for your sake.”
Commitment!
The thought of ensuring Arcne avoided execution became even more intense. Growing up in tragedy, she likely had no one else to depend on but Ezekiel.
Alone!
So, taking responsibility felt right. At the very least, he wanted to reform her to the point where she could fit in normally on the continent. To live as an ordinary woman.
Normal!
However…
Ding!
The princesses were still a problem.
Uh Oh!
“Arcne, you said you met with the princesses.”
Confirmed!
“Yes. The princesses come to see me quite often. They made sure the inquisitors didn’t treat me unfairly and delayed my execution.”
Phew!
At those words, Ezekiel felt a sense of unease.
Anxiety!
He had thought the princesses would be the ones most supportive of the execution, but instead, they were delaying it? This situation was quite different from his assumptions.
Hmm!
“The princesses delayed your execution?”
Uh Oh!
“Yes. While talking, they seemed quite interested. Even if they acted sharp-tongued, their expressions and words showed they were very curious about what I had to say.”
Curious!
“What exactly did you say?”
Curiosity!
“Hmm… Nothing too special. Just simple preaching?”
Preach!
Arcne blinked innocently.
Innocent!
“How to seduce men, how to make them happy… those kinds of stories really seem to capture their attention. They perk up like rabbits when I speak.”
Ears Up!
“…”
Gulp!
What would the princesses say when they faced Ezekiel after hearing such theories from Arcne?
Yikes!
And he still had to use his fifth ticket soon.
Tick, Tick!
“Huff, huh…”
Huff!
Arcne continued to lick his fingers.
Slurp!
…Ezekiel felt a gradual sense of mental disconnection.
Dizzy!
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