Double penetration, plunder and hypnosis Entry - Chapter 27

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Erotic Cult, Izuki Shima

“That’s better,” Lin Yuan said, gently placing Shirakawa Miwa on a nearby sofa. He opened his system panel to review the attributes plundered from the tentacle demon:

「Plunder Successful: Acquired Attributes: Tentacle Regeneration (Green), Mind Control (Green), Desire Devouring (Green), Aphrodisiac Secretion (Green), Aggregate Form (Green).」.

His eyes gleamed with satisfaction. Green-tier attributes—decent haul. Even if I don’t use them, they’ll fuel upgrades. “Not a bad harvest,” he mused. Next, he accessed Shirakawa Miwa’s attribute panel:

「Name: Shirakawa Miwa」.

「Age: 24」.

「Status: Untouched」.

「Type: Gentle and Intellectual, Self-Conscious Yamato Nadeshiko Older Sister Craving Love」.

「Origin: Hypnotised Busty Married Teacher」.

「Attributes: Japanese Language (White), Gentle Intellect (White), Mature Charm (White), Hidden Desires (White), Teacher’s Authority (White), Self-Consciousness (White), Mandarin Instructor (White), Peerless Figure (White)」.

After a moment’s thought, Lin Yuan extracted four attributes: Japanese Language (White), Teacher’s Authority (White), Self-Consciousness (White), Mandarin Instructor (White). Turning to Shirakawa Miwa, he asked, “What exactly happened? How did you end up here?”

Shirakawa Miwa took a deep breath, steadying herself before recounting the ordeal. Though still weak, Lin Yuan’s Pure Yang energy had purged the lingering effects of the demon’s secretions and the room’s incense. “I met a woman with short purple hair on the street,” she began. “She offered to help with my inner turmoil and brought me to this ‘Kishinkai,’ claiming it would provide answers. But once inside, I felt something was wrong. The air carried a strange scent, and soon my body grew feverish, my mind clouded. I realised I’d been ensnared and called you.”

Lin Yuan’s brow furrowed. “A purple-haired woman? Likely an accomplice, perhaps the mastermind.” Rising, he scanned the room, his gaze sharp. “This ‘Kishinkai’ is clearly no sanctuary. Since we’ve crossed them, I won’t let them off easily.” Shirakawa Miwa looked at him, worry creasing her face. “But… this place seems vast. How will we find her?”

Lin Yuan’s smile was confident. “Leave that to me.” Closing his eyes, he activated his Ward Sensing attribute, a wave of perception rippling outward, enveloping the building. His senses sharpened, detecting every corner, every life force. “Found her,” he said, eyes snapping open, locking onto a concealed door at the corridor’s end.

Grasping Shirakawa Miwa’s hand, he instructed, “Stay close. Don’t stray from my sight.” They hurried down the corridor, reaching the locked door. With a sneer, Lin Yuan waved his hand, shattering the lock. Beyond lay a dim passage leading to a secret chamber. Peering through the door’s crack, Lin Yuan spotted the purple-haired woman standing before a bizarre altar adorned with eerie symbols and artefacts.

Striding boldly inside, he drew her attention. She spun, her eyes narrowing at Lin Yuan and Shirakawa Miwa. “How did you get in?” she demanded, her voice icy with hostility. “Where’s the Master?” Lin Yuan smirked. “Your ‘Master’? That monster? I pulverised it.” Her face paled. “Dead?” Collapsing to her knees, she pleaded, “Please… spare me! I only followed orders—the monster’s orders!”

Lin Yuan’s gaze was merciless. “Spare you? Did you spare the innocent women you lured here when they begged?” Her lips trembled, unable to muster a defence. Wasting no time, Lin Yuan pressed his hand to her forehead, a faint blue glow emanating as he activated Hypnosis. “Tell me everything,” he commanded.

Her eyes dulled, her body slackening. “What’s your name? What’s your purpose here?” he asked, his voice firm. “I am Izuki Shima, secretary of the Kishinkai’s branch altar,” she replied mechanically. “My task is to seek out vulnerable, conflicted women and lure them here… to be delivered to the Master, the tentacle demon.”

“What did the demon do to them? What’s your goal?” Lin Yuan pressed. “The demon drained their desires and vitality, converting them into special energy crystals,” she droned. “These crystals are collected and sold to the underground arena, for buyers seeking power and pleasure.” Lin Yuan’s frown deepened. The underground arena… tied to Taimanin’s lore, no doubt.