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Meanwhile, out in the suite's living room.

Still sitting gracefully on the couch, the petite Succubus mother sipped calmly at her steaming cup of black tea. Her white stocking-clad legs were elegantly crossed, bathed softly in the warm glow from the chandelier overhead.

But sitting next to her, dressed in a suggestively skimpy maid outfit, Zest couldn't have felt more uncomfortable.

From the moment Sheila had dispelled the bedroom's soundproofing barrier, Zest had become increasingly restless.

At first, it was merely a blush creeping up her cheeks, warmth flooding her face, and her heart beating unusually fast. To avoid showing embarrassment, she had deliberately turned her head away, feigning a neutral expression.

But as time passed, the sounds coming from the bedroom steadily increased—especially once Maria boldly decided to enter and join in—and the living room's atmosphere had only grown more unbearably awkward.

Truthfully, Zest had always been a fighter—once a loyal guardian to Zolgear. Fighting and combat came naturally to her. But magical spells, particularly subtle ones like sound-blocking barriers, were not in her arsenal.

Thus, she could only sit rigidly, forced to endure the increasingly explicit noises without reacting outwardly. Eventually, Zest even began mentally convincing herself she was nothing more than a statue, not permitted to respond or acknowledge anything around her.

Unfortunately, her body seemed determined to betray her.

The fiery heat radiating all the way up to her ears was the undeniable proof.

"Zest~"

Sheila's gentle voice suddenly called out from beside her, causing the previously "statue-like" maid to flinch slightly in surprise.

"I—I'm here!" Zest blurted instinctively.

Perhaps she'd pretended to be a statue for too long because her voice came out slightly strained. Realizing how obvious she sounded, she quickly cleared her throat to smooth out her tone. Even so, she had already drawn Sheila's curious gaze.

"Hmm... what's wrong, Zest? You don't look quite yourself. Feeling unwell?"

"No, not at all… I—I'm fine."

Zest turned her face away again, unable to meet Sheila's knowing eyes.

Yet Sheila—perfectly aware of exactly how Zest was feeling—wasn't about to let it go so easily. With a small smile, she gracefully slipped off the sofa, stepping around to stand in front of Zest and gently touching her cheek with a delicate finger.

"Oh my~ your cheeks are burning. And yet you say you're fine?"

"I truly... am alright," Zest insisted weakly.

"Oh, is that right~? Good, good." Sheila nodded softly, then made a curious "Hmm," gently placing a finger against her own lips. "By the way, Zest, have you ever had a lover before?"

"Wh-what?" Zest stammered, almost believing she had misheard.

Her? A lover?

Sheila pretended to gasp in surprise. "Oh, seeing your reaction, it looks like you haven't."

She leaned in closer, her voice becoming softer yet far more suggestive. "Then... you've never done 'those' kinds of things either, I suppose?"

As if the implication wasn't clear enough, Sheila made a rather suggestive gesture with her fingers right in front of Zest.

Even without firsthand experience, anyone would have understood the implication immediately.

Face turning even redder, Zest shook her head slightly. "No... never."

Of course, that was the truth. Before this, Zest's life had always revolved solely around serving Zolgear as a guard. There was no time or room for romantic thoughts or desires.

As for Zolgear himself, although he was a cunning, manipulative devil who had previously run the largest pleasure districts in the underworld, he'd always regarded Zest and his other combat servants purely as fighters, never once thinking to involve them in his twisted games.

Hearing this, Sheila immediately brightened in satisfaction. "Hmm, wonderful~ That means our dear Zest is still a pure maiden after all."

"Please… Sheila-sama, don't tease me like this..." Zest muttered softly, her tanned cheeks flushing a deeper hue of embarrassment.

But Sheila, undeterred, simply smirked playfully. "Oh, come now—what a delightfully innocent reaction. Let me just take a quick peek—"

Without giving Zest time to respond, Sheila bent forward right in front of her, placing a gentle hand on each of Zest's knees, and teasingly pushing them apart.

"Oh my~"

A sudden surge of heated, humid air instantly washed over Sheila's face, forcing the Succubus mother to lean slightly backward in surprise.

The familiar heat, that unmistakable dampness—it was clearly radiating from a certain untouched garden, a secret place no one had ever explored before. So intense was Zest's pent-up desire that it had already soaked through, staining a noticeable dark spot on the sofa beneath.

"Oh dear, Zest… I never expected you to be suffering this much. You must've endured so long. Say... do you wish to join Mio and Maria inside?"

"I-I..."

Zest's cheeks flushed violently, embarrassment nearly overwhelming her.

"Hehe~ just as I thought," Sheila giggled knowingly. "Well then, I suppose you'll have to wait a bit longer. Though from the sounds of things inside, it seems they should be finishing up soon."

With that, Sheila lifted a delicate finger, touching it gently to Zest's forehead. Immediately, a soft purple aura representing the Succubus's power spread gently through the air.

"For now, Zest, why don't you head inside the room first to wait. Hmm... or perhaps hide in the closet?"

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Back inside the bedroom.

On the bed, Bokue fell into a brief, stunned silence after hearing Maria's explanation.

This feeling was exactly like shutting yourself in your room, diving into some highly questionable pink-themed videos, climaxing spectacularly, and then—just after hastily cleaning up, tossing the tissues, and pulling up your pants—turning around only to realize your door had been slightly open the whole time, with your mother silently standing outside the gap, her expression unreadable, having witnessed everything.

While the situations differed slightly, in terms of embarrassment, this was definitely just as bad—maybe worse.

After a moment's thought, Bokue sighed, got dressed, and signaled Mio and Maria to rest first before quietly leaving the bedroom.

Stepping out into the living room, he found Sheila sitting elegantly, still sipping her tea as if nothing unusual had happened. Noticing him, she calmly lifted her teacup.

"Care for some tea to replenish your fluids~?"

"..."

She was clearly insinuating he'd lost too much bodily fluid inside just now!

A cold bead of sweat rolled down Bokue's forehead. "No, I'm good, thanks."

"Oh, is that so~?" Sheila sighed in playful disappointment, setting down her cup with a gentle click.

"Actually, Bokue-san, you don't need to feel awkward at all, you know? After all, it was my idea to have Maria join you and Mio."

…Wait, what?

Bokue blinked, momentarily speechless. He definitely hadn't expected Sheila to confess so directly. And why was she suddenly calling him 'Bokue-san'?

Considering their relationship…

But before he could fully process it, Sheila stood gracefully from the sofa, gesturing invitingly with a delicate finger.

"Since you still haven't figured it out yet, come with me. There's something important I need to tell you—something regarding Maria's secret."

She then stepped around the coffee table and walked elegantly toward one of the suite's bedrooms.

Maria's secret??

What could she possibly mean by that?

Completely baffled but too curious to refuse, Bokue followed her silently.

Moments later, after Sheila had already entered the room first, Bokue stepped inside—only to freeze in place.

There stood Sheila before the large closet, effortlessly slipping off her dress. The elegant gown fell gracefully around her feet, revealing beneath it a set of familiar yet extremely seductive black lace lingerie.

He recognized it instantly—and the implication left him momentarily stunned...

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