Marcela's Reward
Marcela, you should receive your reward, shouldn't you?
"I told you not to approach too hastily. You said it yourself—you'd try approaching carefully. And why did you take Sehwa along? If she wasn't in her transformed state, you should have left her to live her normal daily life."
Though the words were spoken gently, the anger was unmistakable. I stood at attention before the Doctor, head slightly bowed.
"I'm sorry."
Sehwa, who had been standing behind me, tried to step forward and defend me, but I waved the hand resting at my waist to stop her. I understood her feelings. It was her own mistake, yet I was the one being scolded, and that felt unfair to her. Moreover, every part of Sehwa's life now intertwined with mine. That ordinary daily life was one spent together with me. So of course she would want to argue back against the Doctor's words.
When I showed a genuinely repentant expression, the Doctor pressed her lips together. Still, the results were good, so that was something. She should hurry up and say I'd done well.
"Haa... Still... we gained quite a significant profit. Well done."
"Yes."
"Is she trustworthy?"
"According to Sehwa, she is. She says we can trust her. She even claims the girl is a suitable candidate for the new Device."
When the Doctor looked at Sehwa, Sehwa nodded her head frantically.
"Yes. She's someone we can trust without a doubt. Really!"
"She's even willing to vouch for her."
When I added that, the Doctor let out a short laugh.
"How long have you even known her..."
"I was the one who said it exactly. Please don't scold her too much."
"Haa... Fine. Let's meet her once. If it's Leona's judgment, it should be reliable. What about the criminals in Jung-gu? Did they see Sehwa after her transformation wore off?"
"Fortunately, they didn't. I confirmed everything."
In truth, a few had seen her and tried to blab to their acquaintances, but Marcela had killed them all. By now, not even a trace would remain.
"Good... That's truly fortunate."
The Doctor nodded and looked at Sehwa. She seemed about to give a warning, but after glancing at my face, she stopped.
"I'm sure you explained everything properly."
She trusts me completely. It's a little disappointing that she didn't participate in developing the Device... but that was because I wanted to give her rest after all her hard work, so I'll let it pass.
"I'll try contacting Yuria soon. Or would you prefer to do it yourself, Doctor?"
"I'll do it myself. The Device development is almost finished, so I'll have time. I'll contact her then. Thank you."
After finishing her words, the Doctor gently patted my back. Sehwa, who had been watching the scene, let out a slightly louder breath. The Doctor shrugged at Sehwa and gave a playful smile.
"Are you mad because I touched your boyfriend?"
"Ah, no..."
"It was just encouragement. Don't misunderstand."
Doctor, you shouldn't have said that. Telling her not to misunderstand so openly... You should have just brushed it off as a joke. This was actually a very good thing for me. The distrust Sehwa already harbored toward the Doctor would only grow larger because of this.
"We'll be going now. Take care."
"Yeah. Be careful... Ah, Jihyeok. Actually..."
"Yes?"
"I'm really sorry, but... could you support the lab a little?"
She must have run out of money because of the consumables, scanners, portals, and equipment maintenance costs we keep producing. Of course I could support her. In fact, I'd pour so much money in that I'd become the superior and she'd become the subordinate.
"Have you run out of funds?"
"That's right. Even the money I pulled under my other name is almost gone. The maintenance costs aren't cheap."
"Before the first expedition, you wrote me a recommendation letter so I wouldn't have to worry about the future..."
The Doctor let out a weak laugh at my mischievous expression.
"I have nothing to say... I'm sorry."
"I'll support you. Then, after you meet Yuria, shall we set aside some separate time?"
"Yeah, thanks."
After giving the Doctor a bright smile, I took Sehwa's hand and left the lab.
While we were waiting for a taxi at the flying taxi stand, Sehwa asked,
"Why did you agree to support her so naturally? It's going to cost an enormous amount of money..."
"The biggest reason is for you. You still want to continue working as a Beast Slayer. If I don't support the lab, how are they supposed to keep it running? Should they receive money in exchange for protecting the Earth?"
".... No..."
"See? And I plan to take control of the lab. The Doctor's greed has been growing lately, so it seems necessary to rein her in. If I solve her urgent money problems, my influence will grow significantly."
That wasn't the real reason. The funding was meant to make the Doctor feel indebted and grateful to me. So that later, when I made my move to sleep with her, I could shake her psychologically a little. Even though I openly declared I would sow division in the lab, Sehwa only agreed with my words and didn't object.
"You're right. She's been acting strange lately."
"Let's stop here. Should we get some spicy rockfish stew to go?"
"Ah... Kimchi stew..."
How cute, the way her face lights up so quickly.
**
A few days passed. The world remained peaceful, with nothing particularly noisy except for the occasional appearance of low-grade gates. I visited the secret base to check on the monsters or wandered around the company looking for useful consumables. Because of her previous mistake, Sehwa had become much more obedient. She no longer insisted on coming with me whenever I went out, and instead focused on meeting friends or pushing and pulling Yoo Seunghyeon around, training him like a pet dog.
And then—
"Demon King! Demon Kiiing!!"
While I was at the South Pole Secret Base revising and inspecting various plans, I smiled when Marcela came running in, out of breath. Kneeling before the throne, Marcela bowed her head deeply.
"Demon King! I... I...!"
"You succeeded."
"Yes! I've completely figured out the Device manufacturing method!"
That meant the Doctor's new Device was also complete. Now the Doctor would meet Yuria. Not much time remained until the birth of a new warrior of justice. The green suit Yuria would wear was probably already prepared. That aside, what should I do about you, Marcela? Simply copying the Device isn't the end of it. I have other tasks to assign you. Of course, I should keep my promise first.
"Stand up and come closer."
At my dignified command, Marcela trembled and rose to her feet, approaching right in front of me. Her face was filled with anticipation. I gave her a gentle smile and stared at her, just like last time.
"Aaaang..."
Before long, Marcela began acting coquettishly. When her breathing grew increasingly rough, I spoke.
"Without you, I wouldn't have made it this far."
"D... Demon Kiiing... Your grace... is overwhelming..."
Before Marcela could finish speaking, I slipped my hands under her armpits, lifted her up, and sat her on my lap. It happened in an instant. Marcela came just as quickly.
Fwoosh—!
The gush that erupted between her legs soaked my lower body completely. I placed my hand on Marcela's pale cheek.
"Marcela."
"Haaang... Haaah...♡"
"You can't even keep your wits about you. How are you supposed to do anything like this?"
At my words, Marcela shook her head several times. She was trying her best to regain her senses. But then she felt my hand on her cheek again and climaxed once more.
Drip—!
"Huaaah..."
The fangs peeking out from her parted lips looked enticing. I brought my tongue to one of those fangs and licked it lightly. They were so sharp that my tongue got slightly cut, and blood welled up. I wiped the blood with my finger and smeared it over Marcela's red lips.
"Hyaoook...♡"
She was on the verge of going mad. I lifted Marcela into my arms and stood up from the already-soaked throne. The way she trembled in my embrace, squirting fluids uncontrollably, was utterly vulgar. Carrying her to my room in the base, I laid her on the bed and removed her robe. Marcela looked at me with repeated climaxes. After stripping off her soaked white robe and then her top and skirt, her underwear came into view. A black open bra and panties that barely covered her nipples and labia. It was lewd underwear that suited Marcela's sensuality perfectly. The faint blue veins visible on her pale, large breasts were arousing. Not only that—her taut abdomen was flawless without a trace of fat, and the way her navel slightly opened as if torn was incredibly adorable. Her body was so seductive that just looking at it made precum leak out.
"Ma... Demon King... Demon Kiiing..."
Her brain seemed ready to burn from anticipation. That was Marcela right now. Her hips kept twitching, soaking the bed in an instant. How much water was in her body? It would be troublesome if she died from this...
"Marcela."
"Y... Yes...♡"
"It seems you're not ready yet. If you want, I can postpone it."
"No... No... Demon King... Right now... Right now..."
She really wanted to do it that badly? Then I should give her what she wanted.
"Understood."
When I started removing my clothes, Marcela squeezed her eyes shut. She seemed to be trying to block her vision because she felt like she'd come again just from looking. Now naked, I spread Marcela's legs and positioned myself between them. She was still leaking fluids. I slipped my legs under hers to lift her hips.
"Haaak!"
Translucent liquid dripped steadily from both sides of her already-soaked panties. I placed my hand firmly on Marcela's lower abdomen and gently stroked it, as if massaging her womb.
"Ahak...♡ Eheuk..."
Marcela began making strange noises. Blood started flowing from her hands gripping the bedsheets. Her nails were so sharp that they not only pierced the sheets but also went through her palms, wounding her.
"You're my possession. Don't injure yourself without permission."
"Hoooooot!"
She trembled all over, seemingly feeling great joy at my words.
"D... Demon Kiiing... I'm... sorry..."
"I have a command for you, who created the Device manufacturing method."
"Anything... I'll do anything...!"
"Aether replication. That's what you'll do next. It doesn't matter how long it takes. If you can make something even similar..."
Trailing off, I placed my thumb over her panties and pressed firmly on her clitoris, rubbing it. Marcela showed the most intense reaction yet.
"Demon King...! I...! I'm going crazy...! Crazy...! I feel like I'm going to die...! Haaang♡"
Her entire body instantly became drenched in sweat, and her nails dug even deeper into her palms. The top of the bed grew wet with blood, creating an ominous atmosphere, but to my eyes, that red blood was more beautiful than anything else in the world.
"If you can make something even similar, I'll give you a gift greater than the pleasure you'll feel today."
"Hyaaak...♡"
"Your answer?"
"I will...! Hngaaat... definitely... do it...!"
The command to replicate Aether, the supreme energy. Normally, she would have begged for mercy. It was an extremely difficult—nearly impossible—task. But when the long-awaited moment of union arrived, she was so captivated by it that she agreed. You've made a promise to me, the Demon King. There's no turning back. You'll have to find a way somehow.
Satisfied with her answer, I pulled aside Marcela's panties and pressed my glans against her. Then I grabbed her trembling tail and pressed firmly on the tip. Marcela's body jerked violently like a fish. She no longer had the strength to moan, only letting out rough breaths. The weakened fluids began gushing out again, craving my love. Even when I'd only put the glans in last time, she'd nearly gone mad— if I thrust in properly today, wouldn't she completely lose her mind? Marcela's current state looked so precarious that such thoughts crossed my mind.
"Don't lose your senses. Engrave my blessing clearly into your body."
"Yes... Yes...! My soul... I'll offer my soul... to the Demon King..."
Thrust—!
"I offer it... Aaaah♡"
My shaft pushed upward against the waterfall of fluids, passed between Marcela's beautiful labia, and invaded her depths.