Denji's small hands gripped Renji's buttocks, pulling them apart, slowly spreading them open.
Renji's most private secret was laid bare. In the cool air, it visibly stirred with a natural physiological response—swelling slightly before subsiding again.
Denji crawled a little closer. She lifted her head, and a small, pink tongue emerged, creeping upward. The serpentine tip encountered new terrain and began to explore its unfamiliar surroundings.
An unprecedented pleasure assaulted Renji, threatening to undo his composure completely.
His length rose and fell, a pale fluid gathering within before surging forth from the tip, trailing downward in viscous strands.
Himeno and Power fought over it, sharing it between them as they consumed it.
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...
Renji took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, steadying himself before speaking in an utterly serious tone.
"I've thought about it!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, a crisp thwack landed on the back of his head—a light chop from Himeno.
[Ding~ Detected Himeno's angry emotional state. System rewards 20 points.]
"Idiot! You brute! Who'd have thought you'd be so insatiable on the inside! Am I alone not enough for you? Watch it, or I'll report you for organizing an orgy! Even Public Safety won't let you off! You'll still end up in jail!"
Renji yelped in pain and began walking toward the door again.
"But, Himeno Senior, you're the one who said all that! And you described it so vividly—it's hard not to picture it! I was just answering honestly. Besides, if you really reported it, wouldn't you also… Hey, hey, hey, hey… I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong… Don't pull, don't pull… I'm really sorry!"
Himeno released her grip on Renji's hair, a trace of helplessness in her eyes as she sighed softly.
"Actually… if it really were an orgy… I probably could accept it… It's just… if everyone were together… I can't help feeling a little… a little emotional. But… there's nothing to be done about it. After all, there's only one Renji in this world. I have no right to monopolize you—that would be too selfish toward other women. I just hope… I just hope…"
Renji asked, "Hope what?"
"I just hope that when more women gather around you in the future… you won't forget me. That you'll always keep me in your heart."
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Flocks of birds soared freely across the blue sky. The wail of police sirens cut through the city's ambient noise.
In the plaza outside the gang's building, fully armed officers stood in two imposing rows, their backs to the crowd. Police vehicles were parked neatly behind them.
Large groups of female gang members, dejected and handcuffed, were being escorted by officers and loaded one by one into the vans.
Kishibe and Shizuka from Division 2 stood not far off, deep in conversation. They discussed follow-up arrests, evidence collation, and the upcoming trial.
The Angel Devil stood alone in the plaza, gazing at the rising sun. Golden light bathed her form, her expression complex and unreadable, lost in thought.
"Rea…really?!"
"That's right! Renji's length spoke to me! It even told me to stroke it harder! It felt amazing! It even called me 'Master'! Envious, aren't you?! Hahahahahahaha! Denji! Why aren't you kneeling before me yet?!"
"Thi…! How is that possible! Renji, he… he hasn't even…"
"Don't believe me? Hmph Then smell my finger—consider it your reward. It still carries the scent of Renji's length"
"Da…damn it!"
Hayakawa Aki sought out Kishibe specifically and borrowed a police car. She carefully helped Himeno Senior into the passenger seat, saying she would drive her home personally so she could rest properly.
Renji noticed that Himeno Senior was already curled on her side in the car, breathing evenly—clearly asleep.
Before driving off, Hayakawa Aki made a point of telling Renji that Kobeni was waiting for him on the other side of the plaza. Renji nodded to show he understood.
[Ding~ Detected Hayakawa Aki's angry emotional state. System rewards 20 points.]
As she left, Hayakawa Aki's face was flushed, and she shot Renji a look that carried a clear note of resentment. She seemed to have sensed what had transpired between Renji and Himeno Senior.
Renji made his way to the other side of the plaza. His gaze quickly found Kobeni. She, too, noticed his approach.
From a distance, Renji could see Kobeni was holding something in her hands. But the moment she spotted him, she flinched, hurriedly moving her hands behind her back to hide the object.
At the same time, her eyes darted around nervously, as if searching for an escape route.
[Ding~ Detected Kobeni Higashiyama's nervous emotional state. System rewards 20 points.]
[Ding~ Detected Kobeni Higashiyama's nervous emotional state. System rewards 20 points.]
[Ding~ Detected Kobeni Higashiyama's nervous emotional state. System rewards 20 points.]
As Renji approached, the system prompts about Kobeni's nervousness continued to sound in his mind.
This degree of agitation and flustered behavior was simply abnormal—exactly the kind of reaction someone would have after doing something unspeakable.
It was most likely Kobeni who had been peeping. Almost certainly.
"Yo~ Kobeni Senior?"
"Eh…! Ah! Mm… Mmm… Um… Renji, is… is there something you need?"
Kobeni didn't dare look at him. She kept her head bowed, staring at the floor of the plaza, her voice soft and stammering.
"Kobeni Senior, did… did you go to the underground area that Himeno Senior and I were responsible for earlier?"
[Ding~ Detected Kobeni Higashiyama's nervous emotional state. System rewards 20 points.]
"Eh…?! Ah… ah… ah… I… I… ah… I… no… ah… um…"
Kobeni's words came out in fragments. She was so nervous she couldn't form a coherent sentence for nearly two minutes.
Renji tilted his head to look at Kobeni's profile. He could clearly see her face flushed crimson with shyness and anxiety.
Seeming to sense his gaze, Kobeni unconsciously took a few steps back, her body trembling slightly from nerves, almost stumbling and falling flat on her face.
She threw out a hand to steady herself, then quickly snatched it back, clutching the object she held behind her even tighter.
Renji's curiosity was piqued.
"Um, Kobeni Senior? What are you holding behind your back?"
"Eh…?! This… that… I… I… that…"
This time, she managed to get the words out, albeit haltingly.
"J-just… just a water bottle… Ah… ahahahaha…"
"A water bottle?"
Renji smiled. He opened the bag he was carrying and took out a water bottle from inside.
"This kind of water bottle?"
The bottle was one he'd found in the utility room, containing his seed. As Renji had guessed, each section of the gang building's basement likely had identical utility rooms, so their contents would be roughly the same.
Kobeni, clearly not thinking that deeply, nodded repeatedly.
"Then, Kobeni Senior, what's in your water bottle? Can I see?"
"Eh…?! No no no no no!"
"Why not?"
"Because… this… I… that… I… I… I… I don't know anything! And I won't say anything! Please don't ask anymore! So… sorry!!"
Kobeni suddenly turned, hugged the water bottle tightly to her chest, and then ran off without looking back.
The sound of her "sorry" echoed across the plaza, mingling with the surrounding noise, growing fainter until it faded away completely.
Renji watched her retreating figure and raised an eyebrow.
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Kyoto. The highest level of the organization.
In the center of the hall, Makima stood with her hands behind her back, explaining calmly.
"After investigation, this terrorist attack was primarily orchestrated by an individual named Sawatari Akane, with the Hunger Devil, Kishibe, playing a supporting role. Sawatari Akane was once a civilian devil hunter. She struck a deal with the Gun Devil, facilitating the flow of firearms into the underworld. The price they demanded was men's… male organs."
"Then why did they both want men's…?"
Makima's voice suddenly shifted, becoming the aged, raspy tone of an old woman.
"Before we could obtain the answer, Sawatari Akane was killed by another party."
Makima replied in her own voice, then switched again to the old woman's.
"Who was it?"
Makima answered, her voice her own once more.
"A civilian mercenary named Quanxi. We've already investigated; there is no connection to the Gun Devil. Additionally, following this incident, we recovered a total of 1.4 kilograms of the Gun Devil's flesh fragments from the gang's building. Combined with the 5 kilograms of fragments already in Public Safety's possession, the flesh has begun moving toward its main body."
In front of Makima, the highest leadership of Public Safety from both Tokyo and Kyoto sat unconscious.
From the center of their heads, chains quietly extended, slowly snaking outward before finally connecting to Makima's abdomen.
The leaders of both cities had long been under Makima's control.
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