Chapter 63: Return (7)

“S-stop……! What are you trying to do……!”

“Castration.”

Evan said that as he brought scissors from the kitchen. Upon hearing Evan’s words, Eport began to rave even more madly.

“C-castration! Y-you crazy bastards! Let me go right now! You psycho freaks! I’ll report this to Priestess Lumia! I’ll tell the guard post and have all of you thrown in as devil worshippers!”

Evan chuckled, watching Eport rave. Sophia also curved the corners of her lips and said to Evan.

“Master. You shouldn’t tease him too much. He actually believes you, you know?”

Evan nodded and dropped the scissors again. Only after seeing the scissors leave his hand did Eport finally lower his head, seemingly relieved.

“Hey, what are you gonna do after cutting off your filthy cock? Even a dog wouldn’t eat your dick, it’s too small and tough.”

However, the insulting words echoing behind his head were not something Eport could just let slide.

“Y-you bastard!”

Eport’s roar scattered into the air. He was still just tied to the chair with leather straps, with no way to resist. In an environment where escape was impossible, showing anger was the same as handing the other party the hilt of a knife.

Eport turned his head towards Evan and Sophia, who were smirking at him, and shouted at Alice, who was looking down at him from the second floor.

“Alice! What is the meaning of this? Huh! I was friends with Carson! Even though he’s deceased, even though he was a human possessed by a demon, is it okay to treat me, your father’s friend, like this?”

“Carlson tried to sell our mom, didn’t he? Like she was some kind of prostitute.”

Hearing Alice’s question, Eport shut his mouth and avoided her gaze. Alice looked straight down at Eport and said.

“Besides, do you know how many people around here have suffered because of humans like you? It was rumored all over town that you’d rape a tenant farmer’s wife just because she was a little pretty. So, did you really think a maid working for the Flancia family would genuinely like someone like you? Did you really think you could have a pure love?”

Eport broke out in a cold sweat and looked around. There was no escape route. He let out a near-desperate cry.

“W-what does that have to do with you! T-this isn’t right! Are you going to kill me? I spread rumors all over town that I was invited to the Flancia family mansion! If you kill me, an investigation will naturally follow! Let me go right now! If you let me go now, I, I admit I did wrong regarding this matter, so I won’t pursue it. Huh? Even for the sake of our old friendship……! Ugh…! Ugh……!”

“I told you, I’m not killing you?”

Evan gagged Eport, whose words were dragging on. He shoved a thick cloth into his mouth, then rolled up a towel and tied it around Eport’s mouth once more. Unable to move a muscle, Eport snorted and glared at Evan.

Evan felt like he knew what Eport wanted to say without even asking. Evan spread his hands wide and said.

“I told you. Castration.”

“Ughh! Ugh! Ughh!”

Eport wailed madly again, but his cries couldn’t even escape through the window. Sophia and Evan, their hands brimming with demonic energy, whispered into Eport’s ear.

“We’ll make you a model citizen.”

“Ugh! Ugh!”

Evan cupped Eport’s head with both hands. Sophia smiled and grabbed Eport’s cheek. Evan said.

“It’s okay. Once you accept the pleasure, your body won’t be satisfied by anything else. You’ll just become addicted to this pleasure, needing to come see us once a week.”

“Ughh……! Ughh…! Ughhh!”

Eport began to writhe. But his stubborn resistance crumbled easily against the two demons’ strength. Pink steam began to erupt from his body, stuck fast as if glued in place.

This steam, invisible to ordinary human eyes, was being absorbed by Sophia and Evan.

“Ughhhhhh! Ughhh! Ughhhh….! Gck……!”

He trembled violently, rolling his eyes back.

“Gurgle……!”

Foam leaked from Eport’s mouth, and his climaxed body went limp like a frog hit by a stone. Evan brushed off his hands and said.

“A-, let’s take a short break and do it a few more times. Today, we’re going to completely purge all those lewd and dirty thoughts from your head.”

*******

Succubi and Incubi are demons who use human vital energy and desire as their source of power. When they exert their power strongly, it’s possible to psychologically castrate or cripple a person. This was something Evan didn’t know, but Sophia, who had lived as a succubus for much longer than Evan, was aware of it.

The method was simple.

It involved draining their vital energy while giving them pleasure until their brain went haywire. And then, constantly implanting suggestions into his mind, preventing him from making sound judgments.

“Ughhhh! Ughh!”

“Eport, you feel joy when you follow our commands. Eport, you feel good every time you obey our orders.”

Evan and Sophia spent the entire night implanting suggestions into Eport’s mind, repeatedly draining and injecting vital energy.

“Ughhhh! Ughhh…!”

“Eport, following our commands is the joy of your life. You feel pleasure when you obey our orders.”

The two’s castration work finally ended the next morning. When the gag was removed from Eport’s mouth, saliva poured out along with foam. Sophia handed him water to moisten his parched lips and dry mouth.

“Ah……!”

A psychologically castrated human becomes crippled, unable to respond to any sexual desire. He can no longer feel sexual desire towards any living woman, becoming a being who can only feel pleasure from the ecstasy given by demons.

“Ah……!”

Only the pleasure the demons provide while absorbing his vital energy, and the sense of fulfillment from obeying their commands, become his sole joy and salvation. Eport, with his pale and gaunt face, sat quietly even after the leather straps binding his hands and feet were removed.

“How do you feel?”

Evan and Sophia asked with smiles. Eport looked back and forth between the two demons, then stood up from the chair. Isabel and Elena, who had woken up early, were also focused on Eport. Eport, who had been standing blankly with hollow eyes after a night of energy draining, suddenly smiled, then knelt before the two and said.

“Evan-nim. Sophia-nim. Please just give me your orders…….”

Evan and Sophia looked at each other and gave thumbs-ups.

******

After returning from the mansion, Eport had become a completely new person. He no longer touched the tenant farmers’ wives. He didn’t demand excessive rent either, nor did he attend drinking gatherings anymore. Rumors of him harassing women on the street ceased, as did tales of him causing trouble while drunk.

His attire was always neat and tidy, and he always wore a solemn, stern expression, quietly focusing only on his work.

“What a damn nuisance.”

The local influential figures regarded Eport with displeasure. It felt like he was drawing a line between himself and them, dating a servant of the Flancia family. Eport’s betrayal became a regular topic at their drinking sessions. If they had nothing else to talk about, they’d start the gathering by cursing Eport, and even when discussing other topics, they’d end up cursing him.

“He’s gone mad for skirt and doesn’t even show up for drinks anymore.”

“Well, they say love changes a person, isn’t he making a fool of himself?”

“He’s a crazy bastard, truly. If they break up, he’ll probably come crying back. What’s so great about that young, vibrant chick that she’d keep dating Eport?”

“Right. Right.”

There was no logic in their criticism. They hid their envy for what they didn’t have by presenting absurd assumptions and extreme future scenarios. Clammy, dirty jealousy inevitably reeks, even if not openly expressed. Whenever they faced their own ugliness, they’d invite silence to cover their shame. They’d bow their heads, take a drink, and then bring up another topic as if they hadn’t been talking about Eport. Then, suddenly, as if not jealous, as if logical and cool-headed, they would tear Eport down.

“What cheap bastards.”

“Filthy bastards.”

Of course, there was no logic in their criticism.

*****

The easier the reason for gathering, the easier it is to disperse. The ugly gathering, a mix of petty jealousy and voyeurism, always collapsed due to similar desires.

“Well then, see you next time.”

“Yeah. It was fun.”

The unenjoyable drinking session ended. After Eport disappeared, the drinking sessions became increasingly less fun and more miserable for the local figures. All that remained for them was lust and greed that could never be satisfied.

Every time they walked the night streets, they thought of their ugly wives, or the tenant farmers’ daughters who recoiled even when they offered their affection. Love with someone in their twenties was a dream for them. When someone who achieved their dream is nearby, the one who couldn’t becomes that much more miserable.

“Huh?”

Among the local figures who came to the drinking session out of jealousy towards Eport, a man with a receding hairline, bloated like a ball, had to turn his head at a voice calling him.

“Ah, hello.”

Sophia.

A seductive enchantress with pink hair and blue eyes. The moment his eyes met hers while he was drunk, even he, who had disparaged Eport as a man obsessed with women, couldn’t help but become just a man, laying his heart bare. Like a moth drawn to a flame, he had no choice but to lay his heart bare and kneel on the floor.

“Oh my, you’re so cute.”

He was a beast, willing to give everything for those words.