Chapter 103

EP.103 Final Process, Preparations

*Crunch!*

With a spine-chilling sound, one of the tourists foamed at the mouth.

His arm bent to the point where the bone almost popped out, and he immediately fainted.

His companion had already been knocked out by Yuria’s High Kick, his jaw dislocated and sprawled on the ground.

It took Yuria less than 5 seconds to deal with the two.

The few people in the alley screamed.

Some of the more justice-minded ones tried to call the police.

But they were swallowed whole by a demon that had quietly appeared out of thin air.

Yuria, trembling as she alternated her gaze between her own hands and the blood dripping from the fallen tourist’s arm, didn’t notice.

I approached her and asked,

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Startled, Yuria shook her head.

“I… I’m not sure yet…”

“Let’s get out of here before your shoes get stained with blood.”

“Shouldn’t we take them to the hospital…?”

“They crawled up here without knowing their place. You think we owe them that much? Nah. As long as they’re not dead, it’s fine.”

“I feel… strange… Like… this isn’t me…”

Yuria looked confused.

But soon, a bitter smile crossed her face, as if something heavy had been lifted.

Seizing the moment, I said,

“You’ve finally let out what you’ve been holding back, and it feels good, right? This is the real you. Congratulations on breaking out of that suffocating cocoon.”

“Th-thank you…”

She thanked me, still dazed.

“Too bad they passed out. It would’ve been better to see them beg on their knees… We’ll do that next time.”

“Y-yes…”

I kicked the heads of the two fallen men with my foot.

Their necks limply twisted.

Yuria shivered.

A faint smile spread across her face.

She really liked what I did.

“Shall we go?”

I held out my hand with a satisfied smile, and Yuria licked her lips before grabbing it.

She held onto my arm with her other hand and led us out of the alley, completely oblivious to how eerily quiet the shops around us were.

By the way, she almost crippled one of them… Pretty satisfying.

It’s a shame she didn’t gouge out their eyes or tear off their limbs, but she’ll get there soon enough.

Yuria won’t feel any guilt.

Why? Because she just beat up humans she considers evil.

*Huff… huff…*

We were walking calmly down the street when I heard Yuria’s heavy breathing.

She’s really excited.

“Jihyuk… I… I want to go home… Take me home…”

“Two options. One, go home. Two, find more worthless trash to ‘save,’ like we just did.”

“I…”

Yuria’s grip on my arm tightened.

She seems fine with either option.

After a moment of thought, she answered,

“I want to… go home. Hold me…”

She probably wants to sort out her feelings in a calm place rather than this chaotic atmosphere.

“Alright. Let’s do that.”

I pulled Yuria into my arms and gave her a firm kiss on the forehead.

**

The bedroom, lit by a dim lamp.

As soon as we got home, Yuria kept breathing heavily.

This was the first time she’d unleashed her true violent nature, so it’s no wonder she can’t forget it.

As I gently stroked her body, I asked,

“Are you okay?”

“Jihyuk… I… I feel so good… I didn’t realize it earlier, but now I’m sure… This is the real me…?”

“Exactly. From now on, don’t hold back when you see someone who pisses you off. Let your emotions out. No one on this planet can control you. I’ll handle the cleanup.”

“Ahh…♡”

Yuria grabbed her perky chest, expressing her excitement.

But then she suddenly shook her head, denying my words.

“N-no!”

“What’s wrong?”

“You… you can control me, Jihyuk.”

I smirked at her adorable response.

“Of course. I’m not human, so I’m the exception.”

“Huh…?”

Yuria tilted her head, confused.

I quietly watched to see how she’d interpret this.

“Not… human…?”

Muttering to herself, Yuria suddenly clapped her hands.

“Ah! You don’t want to be lumped in with those humans, right? That’s it, isn’t it?”

It’s a bit disappointing, but it’s not a bad conclusion for her to reach without knowing I’m the Demon King.

Yuria laughed, thinking she’d figured it out.

Her innocent expression made me chuckle too.

I patted her head for a while.

She smiled brightly and closed her eyes.

“Just trust me. You’ll never have to feel heartbroken again.”

“Yes…! I’ve always vowed to trust and follow only you, Jihyuk.”

“Good girl. And honestly… I wasn’t too happy earlier.”

“About what?”

“Those trashbags who think being alive is a sin. Just knocking them out isn’t enough to ‘save’ them.”

“Umm… Then what should we do?”

“Kill them.”

Yuria flinched at my cold tone.

She hesitated, feeling a primal aversion to murder.

“K… kill them?”

“If bugs are wasting oxygen and eating crops, of course you exterminate them. Am I wrong?”

“Well, no, but…”

“Do you know about the Syria incident?”

“Yes. I heard about it from Sehwa and Dr. Cash while doing the homework you gave me.”

“How much do you know?”

“That humans conducted horrific experiments. I got chills when I heard about it. Oh, and Dr. Cash was hiding something. She avoided eye contact and tried to end the conversation… Do you know what it was, Jihyuk…?”

The doctor lied during her meeting with Yuria.

She said all the perpetrators of the horrific experiments had been caught.

At the time, Yuria had been suspicious when the doctor avoided her gaze.

She’d probably forgotten about it since finishing her homework, but my mention of it brought it back.

“I know. Everything.”

“Ah! You were caught too, right? Are you okay? Do you have any aftereffects?”

“No. Not at all.”

“That’s a relief…”

“And I wasn’t caught. I walked in and let them capture me. I wanted to see what kind of experiments they’d do.”

“I knew it.”

“You’ve probably heard the earlier parts from the two of them, so I’ll skip to the conclusion. I killed all the humans in the cave—over fifty of them.”

“Huh…?”

Yuria’s eyes widened.

But she only seemed surprised that I’d done something so unexpected. She didn’t seem to find the act of killing itself strange.

Why? Because she sees humans as evil.

Punishing evil is only natural.

Even Dr. Cash, who hadn’t fallen, had told me this. There’s no way Yuria, born from the Demon Realm, wouldn’t understand.

“It was annoying to think I was breathing the same air as them. So I just burned them all.”

Strictly speaking, I didn’t kill many of them—Marcella wiped them out—but whatever. Lying is part of my identity.

“R-really…?”

“Have you ever seen me lie?”

“No…”

“During the experiments, they didn’t even blink, mocking their victims. But when I set the cave on fire, they screamed and begged for their lives. Opportunistic trash, relying on their numbers…”

Yuria swallowed hard, her eyes sparkling.

She seemed eager to hear more.

“Interested, huh?”

“Tell me more… I’m curious.”

“About what?”

“How did it feel… back then…?”

“Of course it felt good. You should’ve been there… Too bad.”

Yuria gulped.

She tilted her head back, staring at the ceiling, undoubtedly imagining herself setting the entire cave on fire.

Her breathing, which had calmed down, grew rough again. She asked,

“Did you feel… any guilt?”

“None. Why? Are you worried you’ll feel it?”

“Yes… I’ve seen a lot of people die, but… I can’t imagine how it would feel to kill someone with my own hands…”

“Don’t worry. You have a similar nature to me. If I don’t feel it, neither will you.”

“R-really…?”

Good, she’s interested.

“Here, I’ll explain it simply. You killed a mosquito earlier, right?”

“Yes.”

“You killed a worthless little life buzzing around. Did you feel guilty?”

“No… It felt refreshing…”

“Think of it like that. No, even better. Killing those humans is way more thrilling than squashing a mosquito.”

Yuria couldn’t keep her hands still.

She rubbed her arms, as if feeling a chill, and stroked her inner thighs while breathing heavily.

The final step is essential to reduce Yuria’s aversion to killing and help her adapt quickly.

Her aversion must be mostly gone by now, right? Let’s keep reducing it until the process is complete.

“Strip.”

“Ah, yes!”

Yuria got up and opened the wardrobe.

After taking off her clothes and putting on a collar, she glanced at the various BDSM tools, hesitated for a moment, then brought over an electric paddle and knelt before me.

She wants me to use that? Guess she’s in the mood for some shocks today.

As I picked up the paddle, Yuria lay down, looking up at me.

She was already wet below.

The emotions from beating up those foreign tourists earlier were still there, and my explanation had only heightened her excitement.

“Shall we begin?”

“Yes…”

I pressed the button and lightly touched the top of the paddle, slightly surprised.

The current was pretty strong.

No way to adjust it, though. But once she gets used to it, she’ll feel immense pleasure.

“I’ll give you a mission.”

“A mission…? What is it?”

“Every time I touch you with this, imagine the people burning to death in Syria. As vividly as possible. Got it?”

“Yes… I understand…”

Hearing her answer, I pressed the button on the handle and brought the paddle to Yuria’s lower abdomen.

*Tap.*

“Kyaaah!”

Yuria let out a sharp moan, her body writhing like a fish.

Struggling to control her trembling body, she stammered,

“J-Jihyuk… This is…”

“Thrilling, right?”

“Yesss… Keep going…♡”

Did she adapt in one go? Impressive.

If I went full-on torture, she’d be too busy enduring the pain to focus on the imagery training mission. So I’ll just touch her lightly for now.

To be continued―――――――――――――――――――――

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