"I guess… She might know some things…" Levia whispered.

Her cheeks were red as one of them lay on Amon's bare chest. She had gotten a bit more comfortable, but it still felt a bit stressful. Her fingers were circling around his left pectoral while her cheek rested on his right.

"How so?" Amon asked.

Levia still hadn't gathered the courage to take her bra off. Just having parts of their skins touching was enough for now.

"Kitsunes are known to live for a long time. They're also known to have been around forever. More importantly, Kitsunes have history with Jarath." Levia explained. "It was before he became Demon King. Or maybe, what led to him becoming Demon King."

"Tell me more." Amon whispered as he stroked the Succubus's bare arm.

"Some say that Kitsune aren't like other living beings. They're something between living beings and spirits. There was a time where they were seen as guardian spirits and protectors of the lands. For some reason, Jarath seemed to target Kitsunes a lot, and it's said that he has killed so many of them, ending with their leader at the time, that the moon cried tears of blood. The battle with the leader of the Kitsune has erased a whole island off the map, apparently."

"You think stories about that might have been passed down and reached Akane?"

"Maybe," Levia nodded, raised her gaze to meet his. "She might not remember it, but someone must have said something at some point."

"I guess. Jarath's Ring, the Blood Moon… That's what she was interested in the most."

"The Kitsunes might have a special relationship with that Ring. Maybe it's what defeated their ancestor, maybe it's what made Jarath more powerful against Kitsunes, or maybe it's what led to him becoming Demon King."

"Mmh…" Amon thought silently for a bit.

Levia stared at him before letting out a sigh.

"You think about her way too much," Levia complained.

"Ha." Amon chuckled. "You make it sound like she's my lover."

"She hugged you like one," Levia countered. "Plus, you didn't exactly push her away."

"No need to be jealous."

"Yes, I suppose the Fox isn't the one I should be jealous of."

"Then of whom?"

Levia stared with a cheeky smile.

"She told me that you kissed." The Succubus sighed. "Not that I asked for that information.

'What is this, middle school?' Amon sighed internally. "I didn't expect Syl to… Share that kind of information."

Levia crossed her arms as she puffed her cheeks. "What's wrong with it? It was a nice bonding opportunity for us."

"Yeah?" Amon used a hand to lift her chin as she pouted lightly. "I'm glad you bonded over something."

"Is that… So…?" Levia muttered as she stared into his eyes, his lips quickly approaching hers. "Before that…"

"Yes?"

It was rather unexpected for Levia to interrupt just when they were about to kiss.

"What happened to Rika?" The Succubus asked.

Amon remained silent.

"You're hiding something…" Levia whispered, slowly looking away.

"And you're not?" Amon chuckled.

The Succubus raised an eyebrow, confused by his words.

"I don't see what…"

Her words trailed off as Amon's hand moved towards her head. A deep reddish energy rose from his hand, and Levia suddenly froze.

Her shapeshifting magic had come undone, revealing the two horns on the top of her head.

"What are you hiding these for?" Amon asked.

Levia's mind had suddenly gone blank, and her blushing face grew redder than ever.

Through their shapeshifting magic, Succubi could seduce any prey. They could alter their physical appearance to match their prey's preference.

As such, for a Succubus to show herself in her purest, most natural form to a man, was an extremely difficult thing to do.

Before Levia's mind could process what had just happened, before she could process that she was practically showing herself naked to him, the tips of Amon's fingers connected with her horns.

"Cool…" He whispered, while Levia felt shivers running up and down her spine.

***

"Should we head back?" Rita asked as she rejoined Syl and Akane. "I doubt that you'll go through a magic breakthrough here and now."

Syl stared with narrow eyes. "Does your friend have a sob story supposed to make us trust her as well?"

"Hehe." Rita chuckled as she scratched her head. 'I guess with some time passing, so did the shock.'

"Where's Rika?" Akane asked.

Her eyes weren't as suspicious as Syl, making Rita feel like Akane was genuinely asking with no hidden motives.

Previously, Akane had proven to be most suspicious of her. Rita was rather pleased to see that revealing her past had had some impact on them, though it seemed that Akane had become the trusting one and Syl the suspicious one, not exactly the best outcome.

'It's like I made them switch roles, tsk…'

"Well?" Syl pressed.

Rita needed to think quickly, but her thoughts were interrupted when her gaze met Akane's.

She took a deep breath and shrugged.

"Rika's dead." The Succubus said plainly.

"Seriously?" The female Hobgoblin raised an eyebrow.

"What happened?" Akane asked.

To Rita, this was a rather annoying situation.

Since Amon hadn't told them anything about Rika, she assumed she was supposed to do the same.

After all, if he was keeping secrets, what reason would she have to spill them?

'Right now, it's not Amon whose trust and sympathy I need to gain, but that of the women he cares about.' Rita thought with a sigh. 'Even if it means kind of betraying him, this is probably what I should do. I'm sure he would understand.' She nodded to herself.

Rita placed her hands together.

"It happened after Amon went into that underground chamber. Rika wanted to take the opportunity to run away, but Amon stopped her. Woken up by the noise, I had left my room as well. In any case, it turned out that Rika had been planning to leave, to run away, and to go to Vulkan."

"Fuck." Syl cursed under her breath. 'I had no idea. Something like that would have been a death sentence.' She scratched her chin. "So you and Amon stopped her from doing so."

"Yes." Rita nodded. "She was going to spill everything, so… We had to deal with her."

"Was she a friend of yours?" Akane asked out of nowhere. "Like… An actual friend?"

The Succubus frowned at the question.

"Demons don't have friends," Rita answered. "Like I said, she was about to sell us out, Levia and I included."

"Still, it must have been difficult… I'm sure you've known her for a while…"

Remembering what had gone down after Rika's death… Yes, that had been a bit difficult. In fact, fitting all of him into her mouth had been one of the most difficult things Rita had done. 'I guess she really feels quite sympathetic towards me now.' She sighed internally. "It had to be done." Rita nodded. "I couldn't picture myself trusting her anymore."

"Which one of you did it?" Syl questioned. "Which one of you killed her?"

This was a question Rita had feared, as the answer would make Akane do a complete 180 degree turn, making her drop the sympathy she had just shown.

"A-"

"Why does it matter?" Akane said, taking Rita's hand. "Point is, the two of you kept us safe."

"I guess," Syl scratched her head. "Still, that was way too sudden."

"It had to be! Otherwise, Demons could already be coming to us!"

"I don't think she was fast enough for that-"

"Still! It's a good thing she's not here anymore!"

"We could have questioned her or something. I don't know, could have taken her prisoner."

"Haven't we done enough of that already?"

Rita remained silent, gaze moving from one to the other repeatedly.

"Pffft!" She ended up chuckling, unable to restrain her laughter. "What the hell?"

"What?" Akane and Syl turned at once.

"Nothing, nothing." Rita waved a hand as she chuckled. "Just that seeing the two of you bicker like that… It's pretty cute."

The two scratched their heads.

"Especially knowing that one of you was the other's… Wait, each of you was the other's prisoner at some point, actually!"

Syl and Akane's mouths opened in shock at those words.

"Why is the Demoness…"

"How dare you say that when…"

The bickering intensified.

***

"You've been hiding an even cuter side of yourself, huh?" Amon whispered in Levia's ear.

"I-um… I…" Her face was flushed, forehead covered by sweat, eyes half-closed and submissive. "Don't… Don't touch it any… Moooore…!"

Her every word turned into a gasp every time that Amon's fingers stroked her black tail.

As far as he could tell, it was one of her most sensitive spots.

"Sto… Stop…" An out-of-breath Succubus begged. "I'm not used to… Used to being…"

His other hand swiftly moved to take hold of her breast. His index finger and middle finger grew closer until they trapped between them her perky nipple, its outline visible through her thin bra.

"Aaahhh….!" She gasped. "I'm not used… To being played wiiiith…!!!"

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