Coffee Rosens Branch 1 (9)
Celereja blushed furiously and clamped her mouth shut. Her reaction was only natural. The sound drifting from somewhere amid the coffee trees right now...
"Looks like someone's sharing some love," Rowell said with a refined cough. "With all the ominous rumors scaring folks away from the plantation, it's prime spot for young lovers to get frisky in secret."
But I didn't buy it.
"We're heading toward the sound."
"Ehhh...?!" Celereja yelped in horror, yanking at my arm. "What do you plan to do if you go there...! You gonna watch or something?!"
"There's a great demon where that noise is coming from, Saintess."
Celereja's frantic tugging froze mid-pull.
In desert nations with strict controls on women, free mingling between men and women was rare. For a pair to sneak out here, far from the city, without prying eyes? Impossible. They could be married, sure, but no couple would bother trekking to this freakish spot plagued by bizarre natural phenomena instead of staying home.
That noise was as unnatural as the coffee trees withering away.
We crept forward, muffling our footsteps as we slipped between the trees. The sounds grew cruder, more explicit by the second.
But it didn't sound like just two people. Even roughly, it seemed like the racket of three or four.
Pressing on, we stumbled upon a grotesque scene.
It was a flat clearing amid the withered coffee trees. The ground was charred black, as if swept by hellfire.
And there, over a dozen naked men tangled with a single woman in a frenzied orgy.
Celereja whipped her body away, unable to stare straight at it.
"Master... look over there..."
Rowell, who'd been eyeing the mad spectacle alongside me, pointed at something.
"Yeah. I see it."
"What the hell is that... Is it even human...?"
What Rowell pointed to was the group's lone woman. A stunning beauty with long purple hair cascading down. Stripped bare, her massive, luscious breasts on full display, she wore only knee-high black leather boots.
Her outfit was bizarre enough, but her actions were beyond repulsive—indescribable.
She rocked her hips wildly, sandwiching men front and back, while savagely tearing into the face of the guy in front with her razor-sharp teeth.
The man whose face was ripped clean off collapsed, transforming into a billy goat.
"Fuck..."
So... she was disguising goats as human men, fucking them, and eating them alive...?
No wonder the curses flew.
"Saintess. Blast 'em with a holy beam. Let's free those poor goats."
"Y-Yes...!"
Celereja thrust out her trembling hand, firing a dazzling beam toward the woman.
The light swept diagonally across the orgy, and every man touched by it reverted to goat form.
Rowell scooped up a rock and chucked it at the ground. The goats scattered in blind panic, bouncing away like startled fleas.
"Ah, what the hell."
Left all alone, the woman turned toward us.
"Who the fuck are you guys?"
"You're the great demon Bepahr, right?"
"Hmmm... yeah, that's me."
The great demon Bepahr swept her purple hair back over her shoulder with casual ease. Her sweat-glistened body was so voluptuous and flawless, no man could resist.
But that was only if you were clueless.
"Bringing a saintess along means this ain't some random run-in."
Bepahr crossed her arms under her breasts, slowly scanning us.
"Hey, you. Gray-haired bitch."
Suddenly singled out, Celereja flinched and shrank back.
"Think that holy power of yours could hunt even a low-rank demon?"
"Y-You fiend...! I'll... I'll obliterate you from the face of the earth with my own hands...!"
Celereja mustered a resolute front, but Bepahr just snorted.
"Cute. Maybe I should just rape you senseless."
"Wh-What... between women...?"
Stunned by Bepahr's words, Celereja stammered.
"You don't know girls can do it too? Here's how it goes..."
Bepahr licked her lips with a purple serpentine tongue, describing girl-on-girl action in explicit detail.
Celereja plugged her ears like she couldn't bear to hear, while Rowell scratched his head and looked away.
"Mmm... talking about it got me imagining..."
Rubbing her thighs together, Bepahr sucked on her index finger. Her eyes fixed on Celereja like a raptor eyeing prey.
"Guess while we're at it, wanna taste some saintess piss?"
The words barely left her mouth before Bepahr vanished from sight.
In a blink, the naked demon was inches from Celereja's nose—but my palm cracked across her cheek first.
Bepahr smashed through withered coffee trees, plowing dozens of meters and gouging the earth.
"Wh-What...?!"
Black blood oozing from her mouth, Bepahr whipped around to glare at me.
"Great demon Bepahr."
"Who the fuck are you?!"
Shrieking in fury, Bepahr blinked forward in a purple afterimage.
I seized her hair mid-air and slammed her face-first into the dirt.
"Kek!"
The head blow must've rattled her skull; she staggered, unable to rise quickly.
"Saintess. Leave her to me for a bit. Gotta tenderize her first, drain some power."
"O-Okay... You have to beat laundry hard to get the stains out too..."
Even against a great demon, Celereja had no qualms with my rough opener.
"Rowell. Step back."
"Understood, Master."
Once Rowell and Celereja retreated, I nudged Bepahr's head with my toe.
"Get up."
"Who the hell are you?"
Slowly rising, Bepahr intoned with crushing pressure.
"Did you wither all the coffee?"
"I asked who you are, you worm...!"
Before her utterance finished, I kicked her ankle.
Off-balance, Bepahr blinked away just before hitting the ground—but ended up in my grip anyway.
"Did you wither all the coffee?"
"Looks like you're the human I've been hunting..."
I yanked her collar and drove my knee hard into her gut. Bepahr spewed black blood and dropped to her knees.
"Urk... bleeech...!"
"Great demon Bepahr. Name rang a bell. You're Margas's little sister, aren't you?"
Margas—the great demon who'd massacred folks in Al-Behbad for shits and giggles. The fucker got torn apart by Blaze and me, begging her for mercy from holy power before I finished him.
I didn't know demon family trees well, but I'd heard he had a sister. Had to be this Bepahr.
Sure enough, at Margas's name, shock rippled across her face.
"Asked who I am? I'm the one who ripped your big bro Margas to shreds."
"You bastard!!"
Rage exploded from Bepahr in a devastating utterance. Coffee trees shattered, the earth quaked.
Her once mouthwatering body bloated grotesquely, straining to burst.
"It was you! The fucker who killed my beloved big brother!"
"Beloved big brother? You two were fucking too?"
"I'll make you beg for death!!"
Her human form finally tore open, unleashing a massive, pitch-black body of pure darkness. Cloaked in ebony flames, the great demon loomed overhead, glaring down.
"Bertrand! It's dangerous!"
Celereja shouted from behind.
I considered the Holy Sword but held off. It'd kill her instantly. I'd planned to let Celereja deliver the finishing blow with her feeble holy power, so beating her down first made sense.
Fists over sword for that.
Black whips sprouted from Bepahr's hands. She lashed them wildly; each strike gouged meters-deep craters.
"I'll hack off your limbs and torture you for decades in agony...!"
I snatched the whip whistling overhead and yanked hard. The mutated limb tore free; Bepahr howled in agony.
I whipped it around her knees, dragging the massive frame crashing down with a thunderous boom.
Before she could recover, I planted myself on her chest.
"This'll hurt, you incest demon."
* * * * *
The great demon Bepahr, pummeled mercilessly, seemed a tad smaller now. I eyed her sprawled form, still out of it, and spoke.
"Stand straight, Bepahr!"
"Y-Yes... Hero, sir."
Bepahr struggled to prop herself up.
"Why'd you come planetside and ruin the coffee farm?"
"I-I was looking for you, Hero... First time down here, didn't know where you were, so I figured causing trouble like this would draw you out..."
I stomped her head and chest, scolding her.
"You demons always yap too much. This is the surface world. Ruled by holy power. Don't you get that evil shits like you can't survive here?"