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Ever since lunch, Bokue had retreated to the suite's spacious master bathroom with the Nonaka sisters. And from the moment they closed that bathroom door, the sounds emanating from within hadn't stopped for even a second.

Usually, Bokue was considerate enough to set up a soundproof barrier, but perhaps since everyone currently staying in the suite had already experienced "that," he hadn't bothered with such trivialities today.

So from shortly after noon until nearly mid-afternoon, Mio Naruse and the others were forced to endure an endless chorus of splashing water and girlish cries coming clearly from the bathroom.

"Oh, come on..." Mio grumbled softly, rolling her eyes in exasperation as she checked the time on her phone again.

"It's almost three in the afternoon already! Aren't they tired yet?"

Maria—who'd been happily kicking her dainty bare feet from her spot next to Mio on the sofa—simply giggled, unperturbed.

"Actually, Mio-sama, it's only three o'clock. Remember, when you and Bokue-san are alone, you two usually take about two hours, right? Now he's in there with both Yuki and Kurumi. If we consider each of them needing at least two hours, plus some switching and resting time... then we're looking at about five hours, minimum!"

"Five hours?? But that's practically the whole afternoon gone!" Mio immediately exploded in protest.

Maria shrugged, utterly unfazed. "Pretty much, yep! But what's wrong with that? Unless you had some pressing business that requires the bathroom right now, Mio-sama?"

"O-of course that's not the issue here!"

Mio's eyebrow twitched irritably. It wasn't as if there weren't other bathrooms in the suite—in fact, each bedroom had its own private bath.

The large, luxurious master bathroom Bokue was currently occupying was practically a private spa, with a huge soaking tub and multiple showers. If Mio really needed a bath, she could easily use her own.

No, the real issue was that a certain shameless someone hadn't set up any soundproofing at all. And because of that, the three girls in the living room could clearly hear every sound coming from the bathroom. Closing the bedroom door helped slightly—but only slightly.

Waiting this out until dinner would definitely test Mio's patience.

"Ohh, I get it now!" Maria suddenly exclaimed, noticing Mio's growing irritation. A mischievous smile slowly spread across her face.

"So that's it! Listening to Bokue-san playing so enthusiastically with Yuki and Kurumi, you're feeling left out, aren't you, Mio-sama?"

"I..." Mio's cheeks flushed scarlet.

But Maria didn't give her the chance to deny it, instantly switching into encouragement mode.

"In that case, I think Mio-sama should confidently stride into the bathroom and join the fun! Life's short—you gotta seize the moment, right?"

"That's not what I was trying to—!"

Mio's face burned hotter, but just then, Sheila's warm, gentle voice chimed in from the adjacent armchair.

"Oh my, there's no need to be shy now, Mio dear. We're all adults here, and everyone's already done things far beyond this anyway. Be honest with your feelings—there's nothing shameful about it."

Snap.

As she spoke, Sheila elegantly crossed her legs, softly snapping her fingers. A familiar pink, heart-shaped collar appeared once more around Mio's neck—the unmistakable mark of their contract.

Under the collar's influence, Mio immediately wobbled, her flushed expression turning from embarrassment to something far more intense. Her eyes glazed over, her breathing quickened, and a suggestive blush swiftly spread over her face.

"Eh...? Wait, what's happening...? My body's suddenly feeling so strange..." Mio whispered breathlessly.

Sheila smiled knowingly, sipping her tea gracefully. "That's the nature of a Succubus's contract, my dear. It's quite powerful, you know. Any dishonest feelings towards your master—even mild denial—will trigger punishment like this. Maria probably forgot to tell you, right?"

"P-punishment...?"

"Yes, punishment. But there's also a corresponding reward," Sheila continued, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "The more obediently you embrace your master, the greater the power you'll receive."

"I... had no idea..." Mio stammered softly. If this were any other time, Mio would have immediately lunged at Maria to vigorously shake some sense into that mischievous girl. But at the moment, just staying upright was already taking all her concentration.

"All right, enough talk! Mio-sama, let's go, let's go!" Maria giggled, grabbing Mio's arm and urging her forward. "There's no need to hesitate! You know what they say—fortune favors the bold. If you're shy, I'll come with you!"

"But—I—really wasn't..."

Mio weakly protested, but it was already too late. Maria had gently yet insistently guided her toward the bathroom door.

Now the living room had fallen quiet again, with only Sheila and Zest left behind.

Still seated elegantly, Sheila slowly placed her cup down and turned toward Zest, who'd been sitting quietly nearby in her immaculate maid uniform.

"You know, Zest dear, you look like you're holding back quite a bit too. Maybe you should join Maria and Mio as well?"

"T-together?" Zest stammered, her usually stoic face suddenly growing hesitant.

Despite her usual aloof and unapproachable demeanor, Zest was surprisingly innocent when it came to intimacy. Her very first experience had only occurred recently, after Sheila's subtle encouragement—and even then, she'd secretly done it away from the eyes of Maria and Mio.

Joining the group right now seemed like far too large a step for her to take all at once.

Sheila gently shook her head, smiling softly.

"Don't let hesitation hold you back, Zest. Sometimes, stepping out of your comfort zone is exactly what you need."

She snapped her fingers gently again, and a soft wave of purple Succubus magic enveloped Zest.

"Trust me. Mio and Maria won't reject you—they're both wonderful girls."

Under Sheila's magic, Zest paused, her eyes blinking rapidly as a soft, bashful blush crept across her tan cheeks. Finally, she gave a small, resigned sigh.

"All right, I understand..."

"Good girl. Go have fun."

Only after Zest had quietly entered the bathroom did Sheila finally relax, shifting slightly in her seat and recrossing her elegant legs.

The instant she lifted her hips, a clear, wet imprint remained on the sofa cushion beneath her, a soft misty warmth lingering in the air.

Sheila exhaled quietly, shaking her head ruefully. Her elegant composure momentarily faltered, a brief, frustrated sigh escaping her lips.

"Honestly... I suppose I'm the one being dishonest with myself here," she murmured softly. "But it's better not to rush things. For now... I suppose I'll just have to keep waiting a bit longer."

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