The Hustle (1)
After dinner, I forced Veronica, who had been assembling capsules until midnight, into the bedroom to have sex. We only did it three times, but she was so exhausted by the overwhelming pleasure that she collapsed as if she’d fainted. I fell into deep thought while kneading her breasts.
“Two things are urgent right now.”
The first was Magi. I hadn’t felt any Magi since I turned Veronica into a cocoon. I’d assumed it would replenish itself after a good night's sleep, but it hadn't. Does it not recover naturally? I’d have to ask Veronica about that in detail once she woke up.
The second, and most important, was money. Judging by the quality of the programs on the PC, the original owner of this body was on the verge of making a name for himself as a genius IT developer right before I possessed him. I had the memories, but the actual technical knowledge was gone. That meant I had to find another way to make money. Otherwise… I could only see a future where I’d end up as a gigolo, living off a horny woman in her thirties.
“Hnnng.”
Perhaps I’d squeezed her breasts a bit too hard while lost in thought, as a moan escaped her lips. Seeing her like that suddenly turned me on, so I slid my hand between her legs and thrust my cock inside.
Squelch!!
Since I’d ejaculated inside her, my cock slid into her pussy smoothly.
“Haaah!!”
I’d always wanted to try falling asleep while still inserted, and this worked out perfectly. I drifted off to sleep, holding Veronica in my arms as her body trembled from the lingering sensation of the penetration.
Slurp, slurp-
Hm?
I woke up to a wet sensation between my legs. When I opened my eyes, I saw Veronica sucking my cock. It didn’t seem to be out of lust or anything like that; she was sucking it cautiously, as if out of pure curiosity.
“What are you doing?”
“Umm!”
She jumped in surprise at my voice, which I’d let out the moment I woke up without a sound. I grabbed the back of her head, pressing it down firmly, and said,
“Keep going.”
“Huuuk…! Slurp!!”
Perhaps relieved to have my permission, she let out a deep breath and swallowed my cock again. As I stroked her hair and touched her face, I explained the angles and the spots that provided the most stimulation, and she followed my instructions quite well. About thirty minutes into her oral service, I felt the urge to ejaculate. Thinking it would be fine to have my first facial, I held her head and pressed it down until my cock hit her throat, saying,
“I’m coming.”
Splurt, splurt, spluuurt!!!
Veronica’s eyes went wide like a startled rabbit as I began to ejaculate. But she didn’t know how to handle the semen filling her throat.
“Ugh!! Ugh!! Kuaaaack!!!!”
Her cheeks puffed out, and eventually, the semen surged back up, forcing her to spit out my cock. Her face was a mess, streaked with tears. My crotch and her face were drenched in semen. I put on a stern face, pretending to be angry, and said,
“You should have swallowed it all. It was a gift from me.”
“Ah… Aaaaah…! I’m so sorry, Teo-nim!”
Thud!!
At just one stern look, she scrambled off the bed and slammed her head against the floor.
“Be careful next time, and lick up everything you spilled.”
“Yes… Thank you, Teo-nim!!”
I hadn’t actually intended to grill her from the morning, so I forgave her immediately. She looked moved, then buried her face in my crotch.
Lick, lick!
She was so obedient that if I made her do too many things now, I’d get bored quickly. I’d have to pace myself. Veronica cleaned my crotch with her tongue and then went to prepare my breakfast. Watching her use her hands to scrape the semen off her face and eat it was actually quite a turn-on.
After breakfast and cleaning up, I called her over before she could start assembling the capsules to ask about Magi.
“I haven’t generated any Magi for two days now. Do you know why?”
“Ah…!”
She looked startled by my question and opened her mouth.
“You mean Magi?”
“Yeah.”
She looked like she’d realized something. Veronica knelt on the floor and spoke cautiously.
“Teo-nim. Magi is not like the disgusting power of the magical girls; it does not recover naturally. This world itself is built on positive energy, so they recover their power just by breathing, but we are different.”
I’d expected as much, but it was still a shame. If the setting was based on a children’s anime where good always triumphs over evil, it was natural for the Demon King’s side to be at a disadvantage. But a game with this level of broken balance was a bit much.
“So, how do you recover Magi?”
“Magi must be extracted from negative emotions like human ‘fear,’ ‘despair,’ ‘pain,’ or shame. You can think of it as a kind of fuel.”
Fuel, huh.
Unlike the magical girls whose power recovers just by breathing, this concept required burning the emotions of others. I stroked my chin and looked down at Veronica.
“Then shouldn’t it be filling up rapidly every time I’m with you these past two days?”
At my words, Veronica blushed and hung her head low.
“Th-that is… Magi becomes purer the more the subject feels intense shame, humiliation, or despair. But I have become Teo-nim’s possession…”
“And?”
Her ears turned red as she hung her head, and she continued,
“Every act Teo-nim performs on me is not a humiliation, but a source of such great joy and pleasure… that there are no more negative emotions left to use as fuel.”
Ah, damn it.
So, by turning her into a complete bitch, I’d lost the ability to harvest fuel from her.
“You said it was fuel, right? Magi is a power with terrible fuel efficiency.”
Then, a question crossed my mind.
“Then why doesn’t Magi come out of the emotions I feel?”
Veronica shook her head at my question.
“That is impossible, Teo-nim. The Demon King is a predator himself. A predator cannot satisfy its hunger by gnawing on its own bones and flesh.”
“Why are you so certain that I am the Demon King?”
Veronica’s lips trembled at my words, and she stroked her lower abdomen before continuing.
“Because when Teo-nim planted that inside me, I felt it instinctively. The intense, viscous Magi swallowing my body. I knew then that you were more than qualified to be the Demon King.”
She had submitted, but she still thought the idea of me being the Demon King was a bit of a stretch. I hadn’t ruled out this situation, but through Veronica’s testimony, I’d had it confirmed that my abilities were indeed on par with a Demon King.
“To summarize: you can’t generate Magi in your body, and I can’t generate it in mine?”
“That is correct.”
A sudden question popped into my head.
“We even drew a magic circle under the bed. Can’t we generate it somehow with that?”
Veronica gave a bitter smile at my observation.
“That wasn’t a magic circle to generate Magi, but an ‘Amplification Circle.’ Since I was a wanted criminal, I couldn’t gather fear from the outside, so I had no choice but to use the largest, most horrific emotions within me as firewood to squeeze it out.”
“Your emotions?”
“Eternal-nim… No, after Eternal and all my other comrades died, I squeezed out the despair and guilt of being the only one left alive.”
I thought about her as I watched her sitting there. I understood why the amount of Magi I’d seen in my memories of sleeping with her had been so faint and pathetic. It meant that even squeezing out ten years of despair from this woman, who had been a faithful servant and fanatic of the Demon King, only yielded that much.
The fuel efficiency really was garbage.
Then, a scene flashed through my mind. The changes I’d shown after realizing my Magi. I had absorbed the Magi coming from her body, and it had burst out again, enough to fill the room. And when I ejaculated into her pussy, I’d infused her body with my semen and Magi, causing her to metamorphose into a cocoon.
“My power. I can amplify even the smallest bit of Magi the moment it enters me.”
“I thought the same. That power of yours was definitely on a different level.”
It was a common figure of speech, but for me, having actually fallen from another world, the sentence made me flinch slightly. Then, a single truth dawned on me.
“Wait. Is that why the former Demon King, Eternal, used to release monsters into the city every chance he got, destroying buildings and causing chaos?”
“Yes, that is correct. We had to use monsters to extract fear and confusion from hundreds or thousands of citizens on a massive scale to maintain the Demon King’s army.”
It was a question I’d always had while watching the anime. Why didn’t they just target and eliminate the magical girls from the start, instead of releasing useless monsters and beasts that just served as experience points for the magical girls, only to be defeated in the final battle? It was a necessary choice to secure Magi.
A contrived role designed from beginning to end solely for the sake of the magical girls. That was the Demon King’s army and the Demon King himself.
“Ha… I’m speechless.”
“D-did I say something wrong?”
At my hollow voice, Veronica prostrated herself, watching my reaction. It was hard to believe this was the same woman who had acted with such haughty, high-handed arrogance in the previous work.
“No, it’s not because of you, so don’t worry.”
“Yes…”
“The capsule assembly is until tomorrow, and the delivery is the day after, right?”
“Yes.”
I’d have to find a new way to make money and harvest Magi by tomorrow.
“Go ahead and get back to it.”
“Understood, Demon King-nim! And…”
Veronica, who had been leaving the room at my command, paused and looked back at me. She was looking at my cock with expectant eyes.
“You’re finishing the side job by tomorrow, right?”
“Yes.”
“I’m going out this afternoon and will be back before midnight, so if you finish it all by then, we can do it all day tomorrow, right?”
“Ah!!!”
Scamper!!
She might be pure and ignorant of sexual knowledge, but she was faithful to pleasure. Since she was the one working to earn money, the promise that I’d give her my cock all day if she finished the work quickly made her run out of the room as if she were racing. While Veronica assembled the capsules in the living room, I used her tablet to check the market price of figures and other information. I’d roughly figured out a way to catch both money and Magi.