Chapter 492: Exchange?!
The night was cool as water, but at this moment, Meguri Tomoe's room was exceptionally heated.
Equally heated was Yura Tsubasa's heart in the next room.
Hearing the exaggerated sounds and the strange dialogue between the two, Yura Tsubasa somewhat regretted not agreeing to cultivate first.
Fortunately, this anxious wait didn't last long. Once Haruto stopped restraining himself and concluded his fierce assault after ten minutes, a perfect cultivation session successfully ended.
Meguri Tomoe had reached satisfaction three or four times throughout and had no objections to Haruto rushing to Yura Tsubasa's side.
She also needed some time to recover, digest the immense life energy within her body, and stabilize the rapidly elevated strength.
Not everyone was like Yura Tsubasa, who indulged in pleasure so recklessly that she didn't mind being reduced to a plaything.
...
Yura Tsubasa's petite buttocks thrust back fiercely, her perfectly rounded peaks swaying back and forth as she cried out in excitement. Haruto, equally aroused, leaned down and began thrusting vigorously.
Seeing Yura Tsubasa's delicate, overwhelmed demeanor, Haruto's movements grew even more relentless, driving her to the brink of ecstasy.
"Ah… so good, Master Haruto!"
Yura Tsubasa arched her swan-like neck and cried out passionately, "Master… ah… ah, harder… I want to bear your child too…"
As if competing, Yura Tsubasa had started mimicking Meguri Tomoe during this dual cultivation session, babbling nonsense about wanting to become a mother.
Though he knew it was impossible for her to conceive, such words in this context undeniably stirred a man's desires.
Haruto pressed against Yura Tsubasa's back, kneading and squeezing her swaying ample breasts as he listened to her seductive, impassioned cries. Driven wild, he plunged into her with even greater ferocity.
Soon, waves of intense pleasure surged through little Haruto. After Yura Tsubasa had climaxed multiple times, Haruto, trembling atop her back, buried himself deep within her Garden and released gush after gush of scorching life essence.
Haruto lay contentedly against Yura Tsubasa's soft back, lingering even after the aftershocks faded, reluctant to part from her delicate form.
Though he had already taken two virgin beauties that night, little Haruto remained hard as iron, still unsatisfied.
Yura Tsubasa rolled over, pushing Haruto onto the carpet. Her nimble tongue pried open his lips once more, while her small hand grasped his slick, still-erect member.
Still firm—no cause for concern.
Haruto gently caressed her full breasts as they comforted each other, savoring the post-climax tranquility and building momentum for another round.
But just as they were about to ignite again, the door swung open.
"Hey, Yisha, wasn't it agreed we'd take turns?"
Here, "taking turns" naturally referred to Haruto's life essence. Though they often lost track of their original purpose in the heat of passion, they could still distinguish it afterward.
Pleasure was merely a byproduct of cultivation; the true goal was dual cultivation—to absorb Haruto's life energy and enhance their strength.
For the first time, Yura Tsubasa resented the room's mediocre soundproofing. Though she had prepared for this, she slowly rose under Meguri Tomoe's gaze.
It wasn't that the soundproofing was particularly poor—it was average. But to superhumans with heightened senses, especially when intentionally listening, it might as well have been nonexistent.
Under Yura Tsubasa's reluctant stare, Haruto followed Meguri Tomoe back to her room, embarking on their second session of dual cultivation.
Amid boundless ecstasy, two days flashed by.
On Saturday, Haruto continued shuttling between the two.
By Sunday, all three were together, no longer confined to the bedroom.
The living room, kitchen, bathroom, sofa, and even the balcony bore traces of their encounters.
Perhaps influenced by Yura Tsubasa, aside from exchanges, Meguri Tomoe hardly paused for a moment.
When Monday's sun rose, Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe lay side by side on the tatami mats.
The two girls were completely naked, holding hands with dazed expressions. Not only were their flat bellies swollen high, but their snow-white, sensual bodies were covered in milky-white traces.
"Hah..."
Letting out a long breath, Haruto looked at his handiwork and instinctively rubbed his lower back.
It seemed Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe would need to take leave again today...
Though somewhat indecent, the results were immediately apparent.
Not only had they successfully completed their first life metamorphosis, but they had also risen two levels at once, now becoming SS-rank Ultimate-Class Devils - equivalent to eight-winged angels.
After continuously helping others enhance their strength these days and absorbing the primordial yin of several promising virgins, the accumulation of quantity finally led to a qualitative change. Haruto, having reached the pinnacle of his abilities, took one step further and caught a glimpse of the threshold of the Dragon God Class.
This discovery made Haruto's already exceedingly joyful mood even more elated. If it weren't for the fact that school was about to start, he would have definitely celebrated properly with Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe again.
The main reason, however, was that the two girls had reached their limits and were already dazed and unresponsive. Otherwise, he wouldn't have minded skipping school for a day.
After settling Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe, Haruto freshened up and hurried to Kuoh Academy.
Touching upon the Dragon God Class reignited his motivation to pursue Nimura Ruruko and Bennia.
So what if they were introverted and shy? He had conquered this type before.
Originally, he thought that since they were all acquaintances and demons, he could take a simple and quick approach. Now, it would just be a bit more troublesome.
Heart-to-heart talks, dates, building affection, then asking about their feelings, and finally taking the initiative to complete the "home run."
Haruto was very familiar with this process. The current question was whether to use it on Nimura Ruruko first or on Bennia.
Based on his personal preferences, he leaned more toward Bennia, the reincarnated death god turned demon.
Whether it was her appearance, figure, potential, or the unique bloodline and talents she might possess, all were things Haruto greatly desired.
However, after careful observation, Bennia's attitude toward him was actually quite clear. The most challenging one to deal with was actually Nimura Ruruko.
Especially since she was left for last, he had no idea what this somewhat insecure girl might overthink in her mind.
In the end, after discussing it with Sona, Haruto decided to pursue Nimura Ruruko first.
On Wednesday, after a day of recovery, Yura Tsubasa and Meguri Tomoe returned to school in their best condition.
For the first time in many days, the student council was finally fully assembled.
"Nimura, are you free later?"
Seeing that the day's work was nearly done, Haruto walked over to Nimura Ruruko and asked softly.
Nimura Ruruko glanced at Haruto in confusion and instinctively shook her head.
"I'm free..."
"Then, would you like to grab something to eat and maybe watch a movie or something?"
"Huh?"
Nimura Ruruko was startled, and it took her a while to realize that Haruto was inviting her on a date.
Her cute face instantly turned bright red, and under the gaze of the other girls, she nervously clutched her sleeves.
"I... I..."
Though she was very shy, the happiness in her heart was undeniable. She really wanted to accept Haruto's invitation, but the words just wouldn't come out.
Unable to respond for a long time, she grew increasingly anxious, worried that Haruto might misunderstand.
But the more she felt this way, the less she could control her tongue.
After stammering "I" for a while, she still couldn't say whether she was refusing or accepting.
Noticing her nervousness, Haruto chuckled softly and said gently, "Since you're not refusing, I'll take that as a yes."
"Mm... okay."
After Haruto stepped in to help and answered for her, Nimura Ruruko finally breathed a sigh of relief and managed to express her agreement properly.
Hanakai Momo and the other girls looked at Nimura Ruruko with amusement, but more than that, they felt relieved.
Nimura Ruruko was Sona's first Familiar, having used four Pawn Pieces. Both her bond with Sona and her own strength and potential were quite commendable.
However, due to her personality, she often felt like she was holding everyone back.
Especially after the others had significantly improved their abilities with Haruto's help, Nimura Ruruko grew increasingly anxious and insecure.
Bennia was aware of this issue, but she wasn't much of a talker and usually couldn't comfort Nimura Ruruko properly.
The only thing she could do was proactively approach Sona when Haruto faced difficulties and say that it was fine if she ended up last.
Haruto's preferences were easy to guess. Though Bennia was young, her observational skills and decisiveness were exceptional, and she was particularly strong-willed.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have defected at the age of 14, disgusted by the current Hades' actions, choosing to be reborn as a demon and become Sona's Familiar.
With the deliberate assistance of the other girls, Nimura Ruruko finished her tasks first.
Haruto followed closely, signing the remaining documents, while those still pending would have to wait until tomorrow.
After all, not everything needed to be submitted tonight; signing them tomorrow was perfectly fine.
The two left school together, inevitably sparking gossip along the way.
The main focus was naturally on Haruto. After a hiatus of nearly half a year, he was back to having a different girlfriend every day, making it impossible not to draw attention.
However, as the other party involved, Nimura Ruruko also attracted some notice.
To be honest, among Haruto's women, Nimura Ruruko's looks were only average at best, and her figure was unremarkable—neither youthful with ample curves nor plain.
Perhaps this was the root of her lack of confidence.
Fortunately, Haruto had an eye for discovering beauty. As their date progressed and their feelings gradually warmed, his affection for Nimura Ruruko grew more genuine.
Introverted people tend to be more sensitive to others' attitudes.
Especially introverted girls, whose intuition about the opposite sex they like could almost be called a sixth sense.
Sensing that Haruto truly accepted her and that his feelings were sincere, Nimura Ruruko relaxed and began to enjoy the sweetness of their date.
Haruto noticed her change and felt equally encouraged.
Good, just keep this up. If everything went smoothly, perhaps tonight he could break the ice in one go, or even go all the way.
"Haruto-senpai..."
"No need to call me senpai. Just call me Haruto."
"But that wouldn't be right. You're older than me..."
Although Nimura Ruruko was Sona's first Familiar, she was the youngest in age.
She was currently a first-year student and would only become a second-year after this semester ended.
"Calling me senpai feels a bit distant. How about you call me Brother Haruto instead?"
Haruto skillfully continued to close the distance between them.
There was nothing distant about "senpai"—Koneko still called him that, and Asia always referred to him as Mr. Haruto.
But given Nimura Ruruko's personality, a simple change in address could quickly enhance their intimacy, and Haruto wasn't about to miss this opportunity.
"This... this..."
"Alright, as an exchange, I'll call you by your first name too, Ruruko."
"Hai..."
Nimura Ruruko instinctively responded, then blushed and followed Haruto's lead, calling out, "Haruto... nii-san..."
"Hmm, Ruruko, what's up?"
Haruto grinned at the adorable girl before him, feeling quite pleased with the sensation of teasing a small animal.
"W-well, the movie's over... what should we do next..."
"I'd love to just go home and sleep with you, Ruruko~"
Before she could respond, Haruto abruptly changed the subject.
"But it's really up to you. We'll do whatever you want. Of course, it'd be best if you wanted to train with me to improve your strength."
Nimura Ruruko definitely wanted to train with Haruto, especially after experiencing a date that, while simple, was filled with warmth. The last traces of worry and resistance in her heart had completely vanished.
But at this crucial moment, just like when facing Haruto's date invitation earlier, she became too nervous to speak.
Just as Haruto was about to help voice her thoughts like before, an unfamiliar voice shattered the perfect atmosphere between them.
"Red Dragon Emperor, I've long heard of your fame..."
"Skip the pleasantries. Say what you need to say."
Haruto glanced at the squint-eyed young man dressed in black and impatiently cut off his greeting.
With a simple sensing, he immediately detected that the person before him was a devil, and judging by the aura, a member of one of the four pure-blood families.
Though he didn't know the exact identity, someone young who already possessed High-Class Devil strength likely held a high position.
Before meeting Haruto, both Rias and Sona, as next-generation leaders, were only at the High-Class Devil level.
The young man's breath hitched. He had heard that the Red Dragon Emperor was more lenient toward women, but never that he was particularly harsh toward men.
Or had he already discovered his identity and was deliberately targeting him?
While countless thoughts raced through his mind, Diodora didn't forget to respond to Haruto.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Diodora Astaroth, blood relative of the current Satan, Lord Beelzebub."
He deliberately emphasized the last sentence.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, no matter how displeased Haruto was, he gave face, allowing the conversation to continue.
"So? What do you want from me? We've never met before, right?"
Haruto was in a foul mood, having been abruptly interrupted by a strange devil just as victory was within reach.
Meanwhile, upon hearing "Satan Beelzebub," Nimura Ruruko had completely frozen up, not daring to move or make a sound.
Haruto found this irritating but knew it wasn't something that could be changed overnight.
Devils were a race that placed great importance on status and hierarchy, and for a young girl like Nimura Ruruko who had been reincarnated as a devil, this impression was deeply ingrained.
"Though we haven't met, I have long admired the Red Dragon Emperor."
Haruto glanced sideways at Diodora, who had one hand over his chest. "I hope you skip any further nonsense."
Diodora: "..."
After a moment of silence, Diodora adjusted his mindset and spoke again: "Then I'll be direct. I hope the Red Dragon Emperor will relinquish Asia Argento to me."
"I'll give you one more chance to rephrase that." Haruto narrowed his eyes, his tone unmistakably laced with killing intent.
"Of course, I wouldn't let the Red Dragon Emperor suffer any losses."
Diodora quickly added, "As long as you're willing to give Asia to me, I can help you acquire all the Familiars in my possession, or any other women you might fancy."
"Are those your last words?"
Haruto's voice was low and chilling, "Out of respect for Beelzebub, I'll leave your corpse intact."
Haruto had zero interest in Diodora's Familiars, and since when did he need help getting women he wanted?
Besides, if even he couldn't manage it, did this squinty-eyed bastard think he could?
"Red Dragon Emperor, won't you really reconsider? You've already had your fun with that nun anyway. Trading her for more women would be more beneficial for your cultivation."
Diodora assumed a defensive stance while speaking rapidly.
"Trade your mother! Not even if you offered me your own mother would I consider it."
Not just Diodora Astaroth's mother - even if he packaged up all the women in his family and delivered them, it wouldn't happen.
Not even if there were Dragon God Class experts among them!
"Since you dared to set your sights on my woman, you should be prepared to die."
"Red Dragon Emperor, please think twice! I'm Beelzebub's blood relative..."
"Even if you were his own son, you'd still die here today."
As the words fell, Haruto directly threw an uppercut that precisely connected with Diodora's chin.
Divine-level power erupted. Despite Diodora's full defensive preparations, he was instantly annihilated.
The tremendous force continued upward unabated, violently dispersing the dark clouds in the sky.
The newly risen bright moon cast scattered rays of light upon Diodora Astaroth's headless corpse, creating an eerie and sinister atmosphere.
Nimura Ruruko, terrified, grabbed Haruto's clothes and hid completely behind him.
Staring at the headless body before him, Haruto slightly furrowed his brow.
The gap between S-class and Divine-level was too vast - this outcome was expected. Yet he didn't feel the satisfaction of having eliminated his enemy.
As he pondered, the bloody headless corpse slowly collapsed.
Yet the moment it touched the ground, it dissipated into trails of black smoke.
There was no thud, not even the previously splattered bloodstains remained.
"Interesting. To think he could evade my perception."
Witnessing this scene, Haruto confirmed his suspicion—Diodora Astaroth was not dead.
"Sorry, Ruruko, let's call it a day. I'll take you home."
Burying his killing intent deep within, Haruto gently comforted the frightened girl.
As for what kind of magic or special power Diodora Astaroth had used, he would investigate it thoroughly later.