Looks Like Milk's Gonna Come Out

"Milk, what?"

"Nipples. Don't tell me you don't even know the word?"

"No, it's not that I don't know—it's just...!"

"Then you can do it for me. Right?"

With those words, Runa placed the band-aid onto Sanho's hand.

Then she immediately pulled her plain t-shirt up over her chest.

It was a deliberate attempt to short-circuit his brain.

"Pfft. I don't have to take it all off, do I? You can stick the band-aid on just fine like this."

"Uh, uhh......"

"This doesn't mean anything's going to happen between us. I'm just helping you so I don't get called a pervert when I go outside."

"......"

Runa's words carried a strange persuasive power.

If you nitpicked every little detail, it was all complete bullshit, but what did that matter?

A woman who looked like her was willingly lifting her own clothes and showing off her body.

And Runa's unique trait was doing its fair share of the work, too.

EX-grade traits were commonly referred to by the Awakened Association as growth-type traits.

Unlike ordinary traits that simply granted power, growth-type traits caused the user to gradually take on the exact form of something that existed beyond the Gates.

If you received the magic power of a beast, you became a beast. If you received a dwarf's, you became a dwarf.

And it had been discovered that these traits grew explosively when the user 'performed actions similar to the original entity.'

"It's simple, Sanho. Just hold this and stick it right here. Super easy, right?"

"...Yeah. Easy."

"You'll help me, won't you?"

"......Yeah."

Of course, this was by no means an easy task.

Using a beast's power and actually living by mimicking a beast's behavior were on completely different levels.

Just imagine how difficult it would be to start crawling on all fours and tearing into raw meat simply because you'd gained the ability.

'......What the hell kind of person is she?'

It was an overwhelming talent that would leave even a demon speechless.

If Runa had been born in Arma's homeland of Diabolos, she could have set her sights on the position of Archdemon in a single leap.

At least, that's what she believed.

"Come on, hurry up. We've got a lot to do today."

"......"

Sanho's fingers made contact with Runa's breast.

It was so funny watching a guy his size tremble like a virgin that she couldn't help but smile faintly.

It was closer to a smirk, but Sanho didn't seem to mind.

The sensation against his fingers was simply too soft.

"It's... not sticking properly."

"Must be because I sweated a lot. There aren't any spares... Want me to show you how?"

"Yeah."

"Like this—hold both sides and press down firmly. I'm not telling you to grope my tits like a pervert. Just help it stick properly. And friends can give each other massages, right? Riiight?"

"......"

His mind was screaming that this was weird.

If he just glanced slightly to the side, he could see perfectly good bandages sitting in the first-aid kit.

But for some strange reason, he felt compelled to follow Runa's instructions.

If the kit had been within ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠arm's reach, Sanho probably would have thrown it across the room himself.

"Mmm......"

"Does it hurt? Sorry."

"Nooo. It just feels different when someone else does it. Hng... When I tried rubbing it myself earlier, it didn't feel like anything. Thanks, Sanho."

"......"

Press. Press.

He carefully pushed down on the band-aid over her nipple with both thumbs.

At the same time, his spread fingers gently cupped the fullness of her breast.

Sanho had been told more than once that he had big hands, yet even he couldn't fully grasp her chest.

Lack of technique was partly to blame.

Since he had no idea what he was doing, he simply pressed down with clumsy force.

Surprisingly, Runa didn't find the touch all that unpleasant.

It reminded her of the first time she had touched a woman's breasts herself.

"Sanho."

"Y-yes?"

"I think milk's gonna come out."

"Huh...?"

"Hehe, just kidding. Ease up on the pressure a little."

With that, Runa reached out and gently pushed against Sanho's chest.

Then she began pulling her clothes back on in a leisurely manner.

"Thanks to you, I can go out without any problems, right? Appreciate it, man."

"Eh? Uhh......"

"I really need to head out now... Hmm, looks like you were having a lot of other thoughts, Sanho. Weren't you."

Tap.

The moment her soft hand brushed between his legs, he gave a very noticeable flinch.

He'd been in this state ever since Runa first took her clothes off, so he'd clearly been holding it in for a while.

Of course, the person responsible for creating that state had zero intention of resolving it.

"It's partly my fault, so I won't complain. But you can take care of it yourself, right? No matter what, even for me, looking at a guy's dick on the very first day I've become a woman is a bit much~"

"......"

"I'll be at the convenience store. Take your time and handle it properly."

"...Yeah. Okay."

Watching him barely manage to speak, Runa wore an unreadable smile.

Then she really did close the door and step outside.

Leaving Sanho all alone in the house.

In the shadow of Runa's figure as she hummed a cheerful tune, Arma, who had been quietly watching the entire time, finally popped out.

"Um... Lady Runa."

"Hmm? Oh, right. You were here too."

"E-even demons don't do things like that! How could you leave a person in that state...!"

"What state?"

"If you'd gone just a little further, you could have collected his vitality! And that human named Sanho looks like he has quite the impressive power. He was such excellent prey...!"

That was true.

No matter how pure and workout-obsessed Cheon Sanho was, he was still a man with a functioning dick.

If she'd just given him the slightest push—something like 'Can't you do a little more?' or 'Hehe, did I make you like this?'—he would have naturally ended up fucking her.

Even Runa herself had been toying with him as if she wanted exactly that.

From the demon's perspective, it looked like she was openly kicking away the golden opportunity she'd created herself.

However, her thoughts were a little different.

"Was I supposed to have done that?"

"Yes! You would have gained vitality, and that male would have gained satisfaction! Why on earth..."

"Hmm, you're missing the important part."

"Yes? Uh, what is it?"

"My enjoyment."

"Huh...?!"

"And Arma. A pussy should be treated like it's expensive from the start so that it still tastes expensive when you finally eat it. Would men want to fuck a cheap pussy ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that spreads the moment you tell it to?"

Runa was completely serious.

When she had been a man, he had always treated women with the utmost care and devotion.

He had never been interested in women who were treated like cheap goods.

And that mindset hadn't changed now that she was a woman.

She wanted to become an expensive woman, if possible.

"I know very well that there are no men like Lee Munsung left in this world. Everyone wants to fuck an expensive pussy but never thinks about preserving its value. Once they've had it, they tend to lose interest. So what can you do? I have to raise my own value. As for the points... well, there will be other chances."

"......"

Demon.

It was a slightly alien word coming from a demon's mouth, yet nothing else came to mind.

For Arma, who had only ever taken off her clothes, shaken her breasts, and used charm magic, it was a genuinely refreshing shock.

Enough to feel respect for a mere human.

"...Master."

"Yes?"

"Master...! From now on, I will serve you as my master!"

"Huh...?"

It had been twelve hours since she became a woman.

Runa had earned the demon's recognition as her master.

Meanwhile, inside her house.

Cheon Sanho simply sat there in a daze, staring at the door Runa had just walked out of.

"......Runa."

Teeth clenched.

Making some kind of silent vow.

"Are you sulking?"

"No."

"Mmm, if a guy sulks over something like this, his dick will fall off. Even someone as cool as me had it fall off, so why wouldn't yours?"

"Hey, fuck. Isn't that comment crossing the line?"

On the surface, at least, their relationship had returned to normal.

Runa was acting like she hadn't done anything wrong at all, and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Sanho found it difficult to demand that a girl who wasn't even a real woman take responsibility for his erection.

With the blood that had rushed downward finally receding, his head seemed to have cooled off as well.

His earlier determination to see her sobbing and crying her eyes out had probably vanished somewhere deep in his subconscious.

"Hey, but you really shouldn't pull that shit at the association, okay?"

"Pull what? Like what I did to you earlier?"

"...Ugh, yeah. That kind of thing. Don't harass the receptionist by pretending to demonstrate your skills or whatever. I'll report you for sexual harassment."

"Aww, no way. I do have that much common sense."

And Runa had never intended to properly explain her trait in the first place.

That became obvious the moment the two of them arrived at the association.

"Name, Runa. You've awakened healing magic... Would it be all right to briefly check its power?"

"Yeees. Just a second, let me borrow a knife... Ouch. Is this enough?"

"Yes. Confirmed. You're D-rank, but... since you're a healer type, there shouldn't be any major issues. Have you joined a guild yet? If you'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like, I can connect you with guilds currently recruiting healers."

"Ah, no. It's only been a short time since I awakened... I'll think about it gradually."

Runa put on a perfectly casual act in front of the Awakened Association receptionist.

The profession she had lied about was healer.

She had originally planned to spend her own money on a one-time-use healing magic scroll, but Arma—who had suddenly declared she would serve her as master—had stepped in to help.

She had cast the magic while hiding inside Runa's shadow.

"......But can demons even use healing magic?"

"Right. That's new to me too."

"Other races can't, but we succubi are able to. You can think of it as implementing the mechanism of divine power through vitality. The base power is weak, but its effect is multiplied several times when used on the opposite sex. Hehe."

"I see.... But D-rank?"

"T-that's because Master hasn't allocated any stats yet. No, it's because I'm too weak...!"

"Hmm. For now, I'll have to keep you as an onahole companion. Can't use you for combat."

Arma looked like she was screaming about how harsh it was, yet the way she was being verbally abused seemed to secretly please her.

However, the questions Sanho had didn't end there.

After all, how had Runa known all of this information?

"But what the hell are you?"

"Huh?"

"No, think about it. You were a civilian until yesterday. And you said you weren't even interested in hunters, right?"

"Ah, that. It's true I wasn't interested. But I can't exactly block out every little thing that flows into my ears, can I?"

"What? What does that even..."

More incomprehensible talk.

But he understood exactly what she meant the moment the next person appeared.

Striking white hair and a sharp suit.

An incredibly distinctive aura, yet somehow familiar from the internet and news—.

"Oh? Over here, Mr. President!"

"...! Hey, you, you don't mean...?"

Sanho grabbed Runa's shoulder with a pale face.

Looking at him, Runa laughed like she was dying of amusement and said,

"Yeah, that's right. We know each other pretty well."