Seona's Revenge
For some time now, the Lord had sensed that something was wrong with the human male under her protection — Lee Seona.
When he had first shut himself away in his room, she had assumed he had simply locked his heart against the world, nursing the wound of Miel's betrayal.
But several days ago, the second daughter who had been standing guard outside his door vanished from her post.
And then the Lord heard the screams and moans coming from within the room, and she understood.
She had given such careful instructions — and yet the sounds of that male being violated were anything but ordinary.
When the two of them finished and the second daughter stepped out, the Lord entered the room and could only stare in shock.
The male lay gasping, his eyes vacant and unfocused. Bite marks covered his body, blood still seeping from the wounds. His throat bore the clear imprint of a palm — evidence of how many times he had been strangled. And his cock, chewed and crushed so relentlessly between her thighs, was bruised black and swollen beyond recognition.
Was this truly the work of a succubus — a creature meant to treat a man with tenderness?
Even an ogre forcing itself on a man would not have left him in such a state.
"Dear gods… to do something like this…"
Overcome by betrayal and fury, the Lord left the room and set out to find her second daughter.
To take a man she had been ordered to care for and ravage him so mercilessly — no being with a functioning mind should ever have done such a thing.
After searching for a long while, the Lord finally found her second daughter in her own chambers.
The truth was that the second daughter harbored a twisted sexual appetite, shaped by the adult videos and manga she had once watched in the human world.
But such things were forbidden to a succubus, and she had always believed she must never act on them in reality. She had followed her mother's teaching: a man was to be treated gently.
And yet those images had left a deep impression on her. The mating press — a woman crushing a man beneath her full strength and weight. Endless humiliation play. Distorted acts of every kind. She had been captivated by all of it.
They were things a man would hate, and so she had sworn never to do them.
Until the day Seona — Miel's partner — begged her to violate him without mercy. From that moment, the thoughts began to surface.
Choking him while she took him. Forcing him to climax dozens of times without ever pulling out. Those had been among the first things she tried.
Now she pinned him under a mating press with her entire body weight, milking him until it felt as though she might tear the root of him free. She raked her nails across his skin. She left the imprint of her teeth over every inch of his body.
The male's face twisted in pain — and yet somewhere in that expression was a look of satisfaction, a small, wicked smile. From that face, steeped in warped madness, something leaked out that felt almost like vengeance.
Looking at his Yin Crest, looking at his expression, she understood.
Miel, who had betrayed him. Seona, the male who craved pain. An attitude that reeked of revenge. All of it slotted together in her mind like pieces of a puzzle, and she finally grasped why he had asked for this.
He wanted Miel to suffer the same pain he was enduring. That much was certain.
He's completely insane, she thought. And yet, on another level, she understood. This was a man who had worn the face of someone ready to die at any moment. In a way, he had found a reason to keep living.
But it was not pure hatred he felt toward Miel. Sometimes, while unconscious, he would cry out her name — not with loathing, but with a desperate longing, as though he simply wanted to see her again.
Strangely, hearing that voice lately made the second daughter's own heart ache. And it made her angry, too.
Once, in a frenzy of arousal, she had forced him awake from a faint and ravaged him so savagely that she actually shattered his neck. The sight of it had terrified her so completely that she climbed off him and wept. Fortunately, his own healing ability restored him — but for a time afterward, she had tried to stay away.
And yet, every time she looked at that man, sadistic hunger boiled up inside her, a mad craving to take him again. It felt as though he were controlling her mind. Like the incubi of legend, he drew the sadism up from the depths of her heart.
Now, merely seeing him made her whole body itch with the need to violate him. Lately she kept wondering what on earth was happening to her.
In the end, she kept going until she found herself taking him with a complete disregard for whether he lived or died — and the discovery of that self frightened her.
She found herself hoping Miel would return soon. Because before Miel could rewrite her memories of all this, a darker thought had taken root: that she might kill Miel herself, overwrite Seona's Yin Crest with her own, and claim him as her partner.
Today, after using him to her heart's content, she had been masturbating in her own room.
Then the door opened, and her mother walked in.
It was mildly embarrassing, but she tried to stay composed — until her mother struck her.
"Mother, why are you hitting me all of a sudden?!"
To raise a hand against a fully grown woman — what had come over her? The only adult succubus she had ever seen struck by their mother was Miel.
"I saw everything you were doing in Seona's room just now."
"…"
She had been taking him so freely these past days that she had nearly forgotten. Thinking about it, if her mother had seen that, a beating was more than deserved. No matter that he had asked for it — no thinking, intelligent being should ever have done such a thing.
"I'm sorry… But it was what Seona wanted. He begged me to break him…"
Her mother listened, then fell silent for a moment. A look crossed her face as though she finally understood why the boy had said such a thing.
"Ha… If I'd known it would come to this, I should have sealed every last one of his memories and sent him back to Earth. That was my mistake…"
The Lord's lament — that she had never imagined he would choose something so extreme — filled the second daughter with genuine terror that her mother might actually send the man back to Earth.
"Mother, Miel will come here looking for her partner eventually. When she does, why not threaten her — demand that she restore Seona's original memories?"
"That was always the plan. Which is precisely why I told you not to touch that child."
She had not understood the full meaning of those words until now. The second daughter's face went pale.
If Miel restored Seona's memories, he would no longer have any reason to seek Miel out. Those memories had been false from the start. But everything the second daughter had done to him would remain, intact, eating away at him from within.
"When Miel returns and Seona's mind is restored, you will apologize to him. Properly. And you will never do anything like this again."
Whether an apology alone would be enough, the second daughter sincerely doubted. Her mother had only glimpsed the marks on his body. If she ever learned that the second daughter had snapped his neck, that she had stopped his breathing more than once — she would have been struck from the family register. So that secret had to stay buried.
"Yes, my Lord. I understand."
This was a secret that belonged to her and Seona alone.
She found herself hoping, more than ever, that Miel would come home soon.
The expedition force's meeting was over.
They all knew the campaign had failed. They simply did not have enough combat personnel. Whether they could even seize the succubus territory was in doubt — and then Yurin spoke up. She knew where a Gate could be opened. They could threaten a demon capable of opening it and force their way back to Earth. She added that she herself had returned to Earth through that very Gate, and no one could argue against the plan.
Their lives were in danger. Maria, an S-Rank hunter, had died a month ago. Unidentified pursuers clung to their trail, steadily whittling down what fighting strength they had left. There was no hope left in this situation.
Mina no longer wanted to think about any of it.
When the meeting ended, she stepped outside and turned her sensory-enhancement ability inward, observing the changes unfolding in her own body. The volume of that powerful energy was growing greater by the day. At times, she had even displayed strength that surpassed Maria's monstrous power.
She was still trying to understand why.
Her second ability, gained through reawakening: Adaptation. It let her breathe underwater. When searing flames touched her skin, moisture bloomed across it and turned the fire aside. An extraordinary gift. She suspected it had activated because she had adapted to the environment of the Demon Realm itself — and that the energy now accumulating in her body was the kind only monsters were meant to wield. A strange, unsettling feeling.
She could not even gauge how strong she had become. It was a power whose consequences she could not predict.
But if it meant saving Seona, she would use it without reservation. No matter what it cost her — she would not surrender this strength if it could bring her son home.
Having settled her thoughts and steeled her resolve, Mina finished her preparations to infiltrate the succubus castle alongside Yurin and a mental-ability user, just as they had planned.
At last, she could go to her son. Hope lightened her steps.