Chapter 243: Petunia Titi (7)

After enduring humiliation and shame, the only thing that greeted her upon her return was a cock. I forcibly suppressed my throbbing, erect cock and faced Petunia Titi’s shame-filled face. As a result of wandering around temples here and there, spreading the fact that she was having lewd dreams, the surrounding rumors about her had reached the level of ‘whore’.

Lecherous rumors followed her, such as her seducing priests by claiming she had erotic dreams, or selling her body to priests to get by. No matter how thick-skinned a woman is, she cannot endure the weight of sins she has not committed.

She returned to the mansion to avoid the gossip coming from the village. With her face flushed red and tears welling up, she shouted at me.

“Stop it! I said stop! Is this fun for you? What do you want? Huh? Whatever you want, it won’t happen the way you want it to, so stop!”

She wasn’t very perceptive. This was because she still believed she held the initiative in the conversation. But unfortunately, she was in a position where she could do nothing. Her mind, eroded bit by bit, her judgment clouded enough to shout at me openly. And the demons who had been waiting for this very moment.

She shouted, stepping forward like a mouse willingly walking into the jaws of a predator.

“Y-you perverted bastard!”

“….Stop what?”

It wasn’t me who answered her furious shouting. When a woman was as worked up as thunder and lightning striking together, Milia had to step in. Seeing Milia’s sly smile and her bold, forward strides, Petunia Titi stumbled backward, catching her breath.

While the two were talking, I quickly slipped into the mansion, and in the yard, only the demon and the elf stood facing each other. The elf looked Milia up and down and said.

“…..I know you and Evan are trying to brainwash me. Making me have lewd dreams until now. That was all your doing, wasn’t it?”

“What dreams?”

Milia asked Petunia Titi back with a look of utter confusion. Titi’s face contorted at that brazen attitude, and she shouted.

“Until now! You’ve been making me have strange dreams all along!”

Even the killing intent strong enough to shake the windows couldn’t faze Milia. Milia was a demon who had fought her way through all sorts of demons in hell for hundreds of years, rising to become the Succubus Queen. There was no way she would be swayed by the pressure emanating from an elf who lacked even conviction in her own words.

“So. I don’t know what you’re talking about. What dreams are you even referring to? We’re allies, why would we do such a thing? And, what kind of dreams did you have to be so certain and corner me and Evan like this? Even emitting killing intent.”

“W-w-well……! That is……! Uh……!”

Petunia Titi’s face turned bright red. Looking at Petunia Titi through the drawing-room window, her face was as red as a tomato in a vegetable patch, looking like it might burst with a ‘pung’ sound if touched. Though she stammered, she tried to explain the lewd dreams she’d had somehow, but then sighed deeply and shook her head.

No matter how bold she was, there were things she couldn’t bring herself to say aloud. For example, dreams of having sex with Evan like dogs while playing with leashes, or dreams of getting married and having intense sex on the honeymoon bed.

“Ah, so you suspected us because you had lewd dreams?”

Milia patted her shoulder as if she understood and said. When anger is tinged with shame, people reveal their weaknesses. She couldn’t resist even when Milia touched her shoulder and could only nod.

“Petunia. I think it’s understandable why you’d misunderstand. We are, after all, specialists in that sort of thing, right? If you suddenly start having lewd dreams, it’s natural to suspect us. That’s right. I understand.”

Milia’s gentle and soft tone lent credibility to whatever lies she told. Petunia Titi rolled her eyes with an uncertain expression at her words, then slapped Milia’s hand off her shoulder and said.

“….Don’t think you can just brush this off. I know you two are the culprits. Otherwise, there’s no way I would have dreamt of E… E…! Ah, whatever! There’s no way I could have come up with such lewd and dirty dreams on my own!”

If she had said my name, it would have been enough material for tonight. Just opening her mouth and uttering ‘E’ wasn’t enough to get an Incubus hard.

“But Petunia. If we were going to mess with you, wouldn’t it be easier to just tie you up and brainwash you?”

Milia said that, looking at Petunia Titi. Petunia Titi shut her mouth at those words and fell into thought. Because there was some truth to Milia’s words.

If they fought under the same conditions, Petunia Titi could deplete their forces, but if they snuck in while she was asleep, they could subdue her without any losses. The reason we didn’t do that was because brainwashing someone with strong power like Petunia Titi could lead to side effects, potentially turning her into a drooling idiot.

“Th-there must be conditions for brainwashing! That’s why you were waiting to meet those conditions until now!”

Milia laughed at her words, which were clearly the result of her racking her brain.

“Oh my, conditions aren’t necessary for brainwashing. It’s over once I pour enough magic into you until you listen. If you don’t believe me, want to go outside right now and bring someone here? I’ll make them strip naked and stand on their head before you can count to ten. Besides, even if conditions were necessary, I don’t see the point in letting you roam free like this to meet them? Petunia. You have to agree, right? With our power, we could easily tie you up while you sleep and prepare for brainwashing without any issue.”

“Well……”

Petunia Titi was speechless. She darted her eyes around, trying desperately to find any words to refute Milia. But where could she find any counterarguments?

Her only basis for suspicion was that the dreams she had were lewd, and nothing else.

“We’re doing our best as allies, so it’s a bit disappointing to be treated like this.”

Milia said that and moved behind Petunia. She grabbed Petunia Titi’s shoulders and whispered.

“Isn’t it just that you’re having them because you want to?”

Petunia Titi’s face contorted. A bead of cold sweat trickled down her forehead. A person who doubts themselves inevitably has shifty eyes. Her eyes darted around erratically, like the bowstrings of archers who had lost their aim.

“W-what nonsense are you talking about!”

Petunia Titi shouted that and swatted Milia’s hands away. Milia, pushed back a step, grabbed Petunia Titi’s back again. She, who always secured advantageous positions with her swift footwork, was now giving up her back so easily.

Milia said.

“But Petunia. Think about it carefully. You were staying at the temple, right? So, did you not have lewd dreams there?”

“…..Yes, you must have instigated it! By brainwashing the priests……!”

“You know that’s a weak argument, even coming from you. If we were going to go to such lengths for you, it would be much easier to just grab you and brainwash you, wouldn’t it?”

No one has clearly researched the principles of brainwashing by Incubi and Succubi. Even Petunia Titi couldn’t possibly possess complete knowledge about demons. The sweet whisper that this was easier began to ease the suspicion in Titi’s mind.

“B-but……”

“Whose dream was it? Whose dream did you have that makes you want to deny it so badly?”

Petunia Titi shook her head. She squeezed her eyes shut and shouted.

“Sh-shut up! D-don’t just assume things! You manipulated it. I know everything!”

Watching someone bluff when they knew nothing was utterly predictable and quite cute. I laughed freely behind the building wall, while Milia, holding back her laughter, said.

“Haven’t you ever considered the possibility that it wasn’t us? Do you really think we manipulated all of this? Who were you thinking of? Who were you dreaming about being violated by?”

“W-well……! That is……!”

“Do you really have no thoughts about it?”

“W-well……!”

Petunia Titi wore a confused expression. I felt like I could observe the whirlwind raging within her. Her pupils swayed like reeds in the wind, and sweat poured down like rain.

Milia said.

“Really. Do you have no feelings at all? Really?”

Dreams are dreamt, and images implanted unconsciously create affection. Since there’s no way to know the source of affection they’re unaware of, the person involved can’t even distinguish which came first.

Petunia Titi couldn’t answer the question, ‘When did I start liking them?’, nor could she clearly tell whether the dream came first or the feeling did.

“If you have no feelings, there’s no way you’d have dreams like that.”

“No……! It’s not like that……!”

Petunia Titi shook her head vehemently. Milia’s voice carried over the yard and reached my ears clearly.

“You’re doubting it too, aren’t you? That maybe it wasn’t us manipulating things after all.”