Chapter 91

“Haa….”

A dark night where no moonlight enters.

A languid moan, unique to women, trickled through the room, flowing down her throat.

Lin, who had stolen Carami’s essence secretly after drinking it, now kept her distance.

Carami had been saddened, saying Lin had reached puberty and things couldn’t stay as they were. Watching Carami’s sorrow, Lin felt a pang of guilt.

But this wasn’t puberty.

More accurately, it was closer to being in heat.

After consuming his essence, Lin had developed an unbearable addiction. She wanted more—it felt as if whenever she caught Carami’s scent, she might give in impulsively.

Whether physically or sexually.

However, Lin knew well that if she acted on it, there would be no going back, so she desperately kept her distance from Carami.

The strange part? Gumiho hadn’t shown up afterward. Lin thought she would’ve pushed her to act by now…

She wasn’t sure what scheme Gumiho had in mind, but Carami not showing up was a relief for Lin. She didn’t want anyone to see her in such a state.

“Ngnnn…”

Lin, clad in her thin nightgown, secretly played with her hands over private areas, rubbing her thighs while stimulating her body with her tail, enhancing her sensations.

It was a way to distract herself—a method to prevent her from losing control and pouncing on her Master. While not foolproof, it was still better than doing nothing.

Some things don’t need teaching; Lin had picked up this knowledge somehow.

“Master… Master…”

As Lin’s voice called out in longing, her senses were intensifying.

Knock knock knock.

A knock on the door interrupted the moment.

“Lin, is it a bad time?”

“Wha—?!”

Reacting to Carami’s voice, Lin screamed in surprise and quickly sat up.

“Why, why?”

“I’d like to talk. May I come in?”

“J-Just a moment!”

Hastily straightening her rumpled bedding and appearance, Lin opened the door.

“Didn’t I hear something strange? Is everything okay? You’re even sweating.”

“Huh?”

Only then did Lin notice her state: sweat seeping through her hair that clung to her cheeks, her damp negligee revealing hints of her pale skin beneath.

She looked like someone who had just hastily interrupted an intimate encounter.

Lin panicked and made an excuse.

“Y-You know, I was practicing sorcery! It got a bit warm while lighting the foxfire.”

“Hmm, practicing sorcery is commendable, but isn’t it better done outside the house?”

“Yeah! From now on, I’ll practice outside!”

Though practicing sorcery outside would likely cause a commotion, Lin hastily agreed in her rush.

“Shall we sit down and talk?”

“Huh? Uhh… Okay.”

Lin sat on the bed, and Carami joined her. When Carami stretched her arms out to relax, her hand brushed against something slightly warm.

“Hmm? Why is the bed wet?”

Carami inspected the transparent liquid that clung to her hand. It wasn’t regular water, and it had an odd slippery texture.

As she analyzed the liquid, she smelled it and tilted her head in confusion. Lin, who knew exactly what it was, panicked and snatched Carami’s hand.

“Master! That’s just Lin’s sweat. It’s dirty, so please wipe your hands.”

“There’s nothing dirty about you.”

Without listening further, Lin had already evaporated the substance with a flick of her foxfire technique.

Carami decided not to dwell on it. Lin was an adolescent girl, after all—a time when they’re sensitive to things like sweat. Though Carami herself felt confident enough to even lick it, she didn’t press the matter.

“I’ve come because I’ve noticed you’ve been avoiding me lately, Lin.”

“That’s….”

“Most problems can be solved with communication. There’s no need to let it fester.”

As Lin grew more tail-like and her features changed slightly, Carami still saw this phase as something unique—something not seen in a game’s progression. Lin’s current behavior was new to her.

Though a little unsettling, it wasn’t much of a concern. Through their bond, Carami felt confident they could resolve it.

“Wow, looking at you now, Lin, you’ve grown up so much. You used to fit perfectly in my arms.”

Carami started a conversation, trying to create rapport, though Lin barely heard any of it.

‘Master. Master.’

Lin was in the middle of indulging in her fantasies when Carami interrupted. Her body was still aflame with unsatisfied passion. The fire within burned fiercely, leaving her thirsting for more.

And now, Carami was right beside her, her scent reigniting the fire.

“Lin, are you listening?”

“Huh?”

“Your face is red. Are you feeling feverish?”

Carami placed her hand on Lin’s forehead. It felt as if fire itself scorched beneath her skin. Perhaps Lin was sick, not going through puberty?

This action, from Carami’s perspective, was done out of concern, but at this moment, it was a grave mistake.

The sensation of Carami’s touch on her forehead snapped the last of Lin’s restraint. It was as though the thread holding her back had broken.

Snap!

With cat-like reflexes, Lin grabbed Carami’s wrist. Before Carami could realize what happened, her body was turned and pushed onto the bed, with Lin now hovering above her.

Carami could only see Lin’s silhouette in the shadows, but her mismatched eyes glowed intensely, far more than usual.

The predatory gaze of someone who has cornered their prey. As Lin inhaled deeply, her chest rose and fell erratically.

“Lin?”

“Master… You wanted to know, right? Why I’ve been avoiding you lately?”

“Yes….”

Why now? Why this moment? Carami felt an unexplainable wave of dread.

“Master has been tired recently, right? Well, that’s because of Lin. I drank your essence. That’s why you’ve been tired.”

“…What?”

“Absolutely delicious. Can there be anything more euphoric in this world? No, I’m sure there isn’t. It’s the supreme taste.”

To Lin, it was better than ambrosia or heavenly peaches.

Recalling that exquisite experience, Lin licked her lips with a crimson tongue—not the innocent gesture of a naive girl but the sensual movement of a mature woman.

“I almost drank it all in one go. I held back, though. Good self-control, right?”

“Uh….”

“But I keep thinking about it, craving more. It’s tempting to pounce on you. But I shouldn’t, right? That’s why I kept my distance. Huh? But you’re coming closer, Master. Are you asking me to eat you?”

Grinning mischievously, Lin laughed lightly.

Carami finally realized the situation. This wasn’t puberty—it was Lin in heat, one of the primal instincts of beastly origins left dormant in her.

This wasn’t a game—it was an imminent attack. And it wasn’t good.

“Hehe, was that it? I thought you were just tired of me.”

“Of course not~ How could I ever get tired of Master when I love you so much?”

“You’re right. I’m the one who misunderstood. Haha…”

Carami tried to slip away awkwardly, but Lin held onto her wrist tightly. Carami, whose physique was frail, was no match for Lin’s overwhelming power, a supernatural being and a monster in her own right. Even if Lin were only a lesser fox, breaking free would’ve been impossible.

The struggling in Lin’s grasp seemed almost comical to her, and a sly smile crept onto her lips.

“Master, you’re so fragile. If I used even a little strength, you’d snap like a twig.”

“Uh… I hope you won’t do that.”

“Really, Master~ How could Lin ever hurt you? I’m just amazed at how such a weak body can always step forward to protect me. I’m always grateful.”

“That’s just the natural duty of a Master. Now, let go of me, will you? It’s hurting… Haha.”

“Hmm~ What should I do?”

Lin pretended to think deeply, pursing her lips.

“Ultimately, no. If I let you go, you’d run away.”

She smirked wickedly.

Clearly, Lin had no intention of letting her go from the beginning.

“Ssuh… Fff….”

Lin bent over and nestled her head into Carami’s neck, inhaling deeply as if trying to make up for the recent lack of sustenance.

Still unsatisfied, she pressed kisses and licked Carami’s neck, marking the territory as her own, etching her scent into every inch of her.

“Lin, wait—”

“Lin has tried so hard to hold back. But it’s Master’s fault. You’re the one who tempted me first. You always come with such… enticing scents.”

“Enticing scents?”

“Me?”

Carami broke a bead of cold sweat. Her instincts screamed in alarm.

Her virtue was in grave danger.

Lin was beyond reason; her dilated eyes were consumed by desire.

Carami, wanting to avoid forcing her, had resisted using her authority as the Master until now. But this was too dangerous. As Carami prepared to order Lin to stop—

“That’s not happening, Master. Lin simply doesn’t like it.”

Lin’s reaction was faster. Her seven tails unfurled like a fan, her heterochromatic eyes gleaming.

Dizziness overwhelmed Carami, and her consciousness blurred. The spell worked—Lin’s sorcery had taken effect.

“I’m sorry. Lin didn’t want to go this far, but Master cares too much for the slave. There’s no other way.”

“…!”

“If I pounced, Master would surely end up hating me. But I want to. And at the same time, I don’t want to be disliked by Master. Therefore…”

Hoo.

Lin exhaled warm breath onto Carami’s cheek.

A tidal wave overtook Carami’s mind, dragging her into the depths. Consciousness slipped away.

“This will be Lin’s little secret. When you wake up, we’ll be an even closer Master and slave than before.”

Carami tried to speak, but her lips wouldn’t move. Slowly, her eyelids drooped.

The last thing Carami saw was the grin of a predatory vixen eagerly anticipating what would come next.

“Good night, Master. Lin loves you very, very much♡”