Bunny Girl Police Chief's Humiliating Debut
I decided to put aside the issue with the high-noble angel in the bunny suit for now. There wasn't anything I could do about it yet. Best to just let the furball be.
"Anyway, the laundry's all done."
From what I knew, the aphrodisiac business had ties to some very important people. The higher-ups probably didn't want the prosecutors digging too deep either.
"Have Noxbell come at 7 p.m. this evening."
"Understood."
Morgana rubbed up against me, acting all cute. I stroked her head while enjoying the feel of her breasts. Size-wise, she should have been the one petting me, but whatever.
"Me too! Pet me too!"
"Calm down."
"Pet me toooo... Why only her?!"
Rasca, seeing that, came charging over in a fit of jealousy. Werewolf through and through. She looked like a golden retriever—though the fur color was more husky. Still, she was a beauty. If a girl's face is pretty, you can forgive just about anything.
...Well, not a species-level massacre or anything.
"That mayor."
"Eleos? She hates incubi more than anyone in the world. So you really need to watch out, Master."
"Why does she hate incubi so much?"
I turned on the TV with the remote. Sure enough, Eleos's face was all over the news. Terranium looked a lot like New York on the surface, but politically and administratively, it was like North Korea. All the top officials were dragons. The slightly lower administrative roles went to their wyvern relatives. So yeah, this city was basically ruled by winged reptiles.
"Who knows. Maybe her mom ran off with an incubus..."
I was startled by Rasca casually dropping that mom-jab, but since a beauty said it, I just laughed it off.
"That woman's my ultimate target."
"Dragons are pretty insular, so approaching her might be tough."
"That's why I gotta diligently fuck women to build up my power."
If I could just raise my strength a bit more, even a dragon would fall to my abilities. And once that happened, fucking her would be a breeze.
"Oh! And I prepared something in advance. What do you think about having the dark elf wear this when she arrives?"
Morgana rummaged around and pulled a black outfit from a box.
"Doesn't look like she'd wear that willingly."
"Oh, no? She'll have no choice but to put it on."
"Hm."
Who in their right mind would wear a bunny girl suit anyway?
"True. Noxbell has no right to refuse."
"Exactly. If Master tells her to wear it, she has to obey."
She owed me 600 million. Of course she'd listen. If it pissed her off that much, she shouldn't have gambled.
Police Chief Noxbell Seladrin was in a daze...
She'd racked up a massive debt of 600 million. Even without interest, no public servant's salary could pay that off.
Just thinking about it made her sick. She dragged through her day feeling like a criminal.
"Ugh!"
How dare he order me around! Noxbell wanted to storm in with her police force and put Amodeus in his place.
But she couldn't. Her soul was collateral, and if word got out about this debt, her reputation as a dark elf would crumble.
"Urk... grrr..."
In the end, she headed back to the casino without a word.
Walking into hell of her own accord, she muttered timidly amid a whirlwind of shame.
"I have a lot of work too... Do you think being police chief is easy?"
"From what I hear, your job is just stamping papers, golfing, or drinking coffee. Eating with the mayor counts as work, I guess."
"No... I really do have a ton of work!"
Amodeus, already briefed, wasn't buying her excuses. He mocked her and dragged her inside the casino.
"A police chief couldn't possibly wear this."
"Th-this is..."
It was a bunny girl suit. Incredibly revealing, the kind of outfit that made her freak out.
"How am I supposed to wear this? Are you insane?"
"Are you saying you won't?"
"Of course! Why would I?!"
"Because your soul belongs to me until you pay off that debt. You have no choice."
That day, Noxbell deeply regretted signing the contract.
But what could she do? It was too late.
Swallowing her tears, she grudgingly put on the bunny girl suit.
"The size doesn't fit!"
"That's because your breasts are small."
"No...!"
The suit must have been made for women like Morgana or Rasca, because it was way too big on Noxbell. Especially the chest—it kept slipping down no matter what.
"You're not seriously telling me to go outside like this, right?"
"Of course not."
I wouldn't let other males see her like that. No way.
"From now on, come here every evening at 7 p.m. after work. Help with my business."
"Business... How am I supposed to help with business dressed like this?!"
"What else? Your job is sex, obviously."
S-sex...!?
"Didn't you borrow money using your body as collateral? So you'll repay it with your body."
"This is fraud!"
"Fraud? Just pour me a drink."
"It's fraud! Fraud!"
"Sigh..."
Now she was throwing a tantrum like a kid. I snapped my fingers—snap—and Noxbell jerked up like a puppet on invisible strings.
"Wha—?"
"Listen well. Your will means nothing to me. I can just force you."
She couldn't do a damn thing anyway. Just submit.
"Now, pour the drink."
"Ughhh..."
"Did I say pour or not? Hurry up."
Clatter-clatter! With a noisy clink, Noxbell poured the liquor.
Of course, I couldn't drink alcohol. The glass hit the floor and spilled.
"What the—?!"
"I can't drink. Consider it done. Ahh~ Tastes great with you pouring."
"Eek!"
That drink she'd poured cost more than her monthly salary. Tears welled up as she swallowed her rage.
"Have you ever had sex?"
"N-no."
"No experience with a beauty like you? Unbelievable."
"Ahem."
Even in this situation, the flattery lifted Noxbell's mood.
She's weak to flattery.
Getting happy from compliments even while putting on the bunny suit. What a woman.
"Looks like I'll have to teach you how to fuck using your own body. You agree, right?"
"Whether I agree or not, you'll do what you want anyway."
"True enough. You're not scared, are you?"
"Ughhh...!"
Truth was, she was terrified. Sex? For Noxbell, young by dark elf standards, it was all too foreign.
She bit her lower lip, trying not to show her fear. Might as well go all in now.
"F-fine. Do your worst. But on one condition. Every time, knock off 100 million from the debt!"
"Pardon?"
"My body's the last heir of the prestigious dark elf Seladrin family. Touching it isn't cheap."
"Forget the money—your body's mine already. Why would I reduce the debt?"
"Just do it!"
I thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Fine, whatever."
600 million meant six times. I was confident I could break her completely within that.
"100 million a night is a damn good deal. It's not like you're an empress."
"Ha! You think you can fuck a purebred dark elf like me for pocket change?"
Thinking she'd seized the initiative, Noxbell spoke proudly. I didn't even smile at her arrogance.
"Alright... Let me show you how it starts."
With that, I unzipped my pants.
"Huh?"
It didn't take long for the momentum of the woman who thought she'd taken control to die.
"Huh?!"
"What 'huh'? Get over here. Open your mouth. Suck my dick."
Thoroughly obedient now that her soul was mine, Noxbell followed Amodeus's command to the letter.