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Join the Server“Hey, hey, hey, hey! You, you, you! What are you doing?!”
The maiden’s delicate cry echoed sharply through the bath.
At this moment,
Under the wide-eyed gaze of the Demonic God Miss, the shapely Doll-like Maiden slowly, deliberately, cupped her own breasts with both hands. She presented them to Xiamiya as if showcasing a precious work of art, even seeming to invite her to experience them firsthand.
“…”
Xiamiya blinked, instantly captivated by the sudden scene. A flush of shy crimson bloomed across her small face.
At this moment, the Demonic God Miss felt her heart race uncontrollably. Faced with Youka’s displayed body, she was utterly bewildered, unsure how to react.
Youka’s physique was the most beautiful Xiamiya had ever witnessed.
Her breasts, sculpted to perfection, boasted smooth, elegant lines that exuded alluring curves. Perhaps it was Youka’s deliberate seduction, but as she showcased her ‘arsenal,’ the Doll-like Maiden couldn’t help but subtly sway her body.
As her form shifted, water droplets shimmered on her skin, seemingly enhancing her mysterious charm.
“You, you!”
Xiamiya stammered incoherently, her teeth chattering. Her gaze was involuntarily drawn to Youka’s body, revealing a hint of confusion and shyness in her eyes.
The Demonic God Miss’s small hand unconsciously flew to cover her mouth, attempting to conceal her inner panic and unease.
Observing this, Youka offered a soft, gentle smile. It was as tender and enchanting as a water lily blossoming on the surface, exuding a fresh fragrance.
“It’s alright, Master. You can.”
As if to guide Xiamiya in unleashing her instincts, Youka, whose tone was usually placid, now spoke with an indescribable, bewitching allure.
With these words,
Youka leaned even closer to Xiamiya.
Faced with this proximity, Xiamiya felt the temperature within her body rise sharply, an unknown, primal urge seemingly beginning to overflow from her heart.
****
“You, you, you, you, you!!! Shameless!”
Panicked, the Demonic God Miss knew she couldn’t succumb to this temptation.
Her instinct told Xiamiya that if she were to touch them, things would quickly spiral out of control.
Thus,
She gritted her teeth, abruptly raised her hand, and with all her might, slapped Youka’s chest.
“Pia!!!”
Accompanying the crisp sound, Youka’s body trembled slightly, then she revealed a hint of surprise, glancing at her chest from the corner of her eye.
There, though Xiamiya couldn’t possibly inflict any real harm, the Demonic God Miss’s palm print was clearly visible.
After striking Youka, the cherry-haired maiden’s palm trembled slightly, as if startled by her own action.
Her face was flushed crimson, yet her eyes were filled with firmness and resolve.
And a trace of guilt…
However,
After a brief moment of internal conflict, Xiamiya immediately took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the redness on her cheeks, and spoke with feigned arrogance:
“Hmph, no need. What’s so great about rubbing two lumps of artificial fakes? Besides, I am the great Demonic God! Once my body develops, I will naturally surpass you. There’s no need to rush. So! Let’s not talk about this!”
Hiding her panic, the Demonic God Miss declared sternly.
“…”
Seeing this,
Youka retracted her rather alluring posture and obediently sat back.
“My apologies, Master, I overstepped.”
The Doll-like Maiden lowered her head, speaking with regret.
Because her head was bowed,
Xiamiya didn’t notice the flicker of disappointment that quickly crossed Youka’s eyes.
“However…”
“What now?”
“Master, are you certain you have the potential to develop to my scale without my help?”
“Can you, a piece of technology, please shut up?”
“My apologies, Master.”
****
Seeing Youka finally sit obediently back in the water, the Demonic God Miss let out a sigh of relief.
Alas,
Before she could relax for even a few seconds, Xiamiya’s heart tensed up once more.
She realized that Youka had again picked up a towel and shower gel, clearly intending to clean her body. Involuntarily, the cherry-haired maiden felt a surge of panic again.
Xiamiya regretted entering the bath with Youka.
Though she had enjoyed a feast for her eyes, the temptation was simply too terrifying.
Indeed,
In the past, Youka had often helped her bathe. But back then, Youka was merely an energy consciousness without a physical body, posing no influence. Now, however, Youka possessed such a captivating and alluring physique. Being attended to by such a Youka, even a casual brush against her would bring endless stimulation.
It left Xiamiya feeling constantly on the verge of losing control.
Xiamiya’s heart was filled with confusion.
She didn’t even *like* this sort of thing… so why…
Was this damned doll doing it on purpose?
****
Regardless,
As the Saintess chosen by the Goddess of Creation, Xiamiya knew very well that she absolutely could not lose her purity like this.
Therefore,
To reduce the risk of losing control, Xiamiya whispered,
“Um, Youka.”
“Yes, Master?”
“I think I’ve pretty much recovered. So, you don’t need to help me. I, I can wash myself properly.”
“Is that so?”
Youka raised an eyebrow, speaking with a hint of suspicion.
In truth,
Youka knew her Demonic God Miss could already bathe herself. However, Youka wasn’t entirely satisfied with the quality of Xiamiya’s bathing. Perhaps due to her past experiences in the slums, Xiamiya tended to be quite perfunctory when it came to bathing, usually just a quick rinse. In a sense, Xiamiya was a rather messy girl.
Therefore,
If given the chance, Youka would always find an opportunity to personally clean her Demonic God Master regularly.
On the other side,
Seemingly sensing a trace of reluctance in Youka’s expression, Xiamiya nervously swallowed.
“Um, I really can do it! Enmm, Youka, it’s rare for you to be in the bath too. You should wash yourself properly. Don’t, don’t mind me.”
“Myself?”
“Yes, yes. You have a body now, so you need to be careful with cleaning it.”
“Regarding that, Master, you needn’t worry. I have my own cleaning methods; you don’t need to be concerned.”
“Your own cleaning methods?”
“Mm.”
Youka nodded slightly, then, after glancing at her slender arms, she spoke earnestly:
“Although this body appears delicate, its essence is exceptionally sturdy. For cleaning, I previously had Xianming blast me with a few ‘Annihilation Cannons,’ using the high temperature to sterilize and remove dirt. The effect is quite good. Oh, but Master, you needn’t worry; I activate a barrier when cleaning. No one will detect it.”
“Eh? Anni, Annihilation Cannon?”
Upon hearing this, Xiamiya’s eyebrows twitched involuntarily.
Annihilation Cannon,
Wasn’t that the ultimate move of ordinary Calamity Demons? If Xianming were to use it, one shot could probably level an entire city!
Using an Annihilation Cannon to bathe?
Did it really have to be so hardcore?
Xiamiya couldn’t help but complain inwardly. Moreover, every night recently, the entire Snow Lotus Palace would inexplicably shake a few times? So, it was Youka taking a bath!
“Do as you, you please.”
Xiamiya, feeling weary, helplessly raised a hand to her forehead.
“Then may I continue to help you wash?”
Youka inquired.
“Uh, this, wait…”
Xiamiya’s mind raced, pondering how to brush her off. Just then, as if something occurred to her, Xiamiya curiously turned her gaze to Youka’s body.
Enmm,
Come to think of it,
This was the first time she had seen Youka’s body so completely unveiled. It was indeed beautiful…
However…
“Is something else wrong, Master?”
“Speaking of which, Youka, do you have a serial number on you?”
“A serial number?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Xiamiya nodded.
“Youka, this body of yours is a Demonic Spirit Puppet. According to what Father King said, Demonic Spirit Puppets all have serial numbers on their bodies. But, yours? I don’t seem to see one?”
Xiamiya said, examining Youka’s body with a puzzled expression. During the previous bathing process, whether intentionally or not, Xiamiya had taken in most parts of Youka’s body, yet she hadn’t seen any so-called serial number. Could it be? Was it in some hidden location? Like the inner thigh or something?
Thinking this, Xiamiya swallowed, nervously shifting her gaze to Youka’s pale, alluring thigh…
In response,
As if guessing Xiamiya’s thoughts, Youka, without a trace of shame, directly displayed the inner part of her thigh to Xiamiya, causing the latter to instantly flush scarlet.
“It’s not here.”
“Uh…”
Taking several deep breaths, Xiamiya managed to calm her racing heart somewhat, then asked curiously,
“Then, where is it?”
“Here.”
With that,
Youka slowly turned, elegantly sweeping aside her beautiful silver-gold gradient hair, fully revealing her pristine, luminous back and flawless swan-like neck to Xiamiya. Against this expanse of snow-white skin, the string of black characters on the nape of her neck stood out particularly starkly.
The moment her eyes fell upon that inscription, the Demonic God Miss’s pupils abruptly constricted.
“AY-001…”
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