CHAPTER 1492: CHAPTER 1491: DON’T TEST ME

Jahi PoV

The moment I sent my two wives away was the moment I began to want to bash my head into a wall repeatedly since I was so Gods damned stupid; the instant they were gone was the instant that Satanya decided to be the most insufferable woman in the entire world, and I wanted to strangle her so badly.

The way she looked at me, tried to touch me, the expression she wore and the teasing, expectant light in her eyes... all of it made my skin crawl, but I was determined to be cordial to her since this was a test sent to me by my dearest ’Uncle’.

I had no doubt whatsoever in my mind that Belian had sent this brat here to test me, using her as a way to poke and prod me indirectly and figure out what he could and couldn’t get away with in the future.

That and I was also somewhat determined that Lady Tabitha had her hands on this as well since anyone that could make a Beliali Demon as feared and competent as Belian so ’submissive’ had to be trouble on their own.

My ’Aunt’ was undoubtedly a very talented and impressive Goatkin woman, but sadly right now I had a feeling that she and Belian were working together to attempt to push me into something that would benefit them.

Thankfully I don’t think they were as idiotic as to outright tell Satanya to seduce me or try and get into my pants - because the moment they received her head in a box it would mean ’war’ between us and them - but I do think they told her to push a few buttons and see what would happen.

Would I do something that would require some form of compensation to them or would I perhaps need to give up some of the privileges they had so graciously bestowed upon me before I could even actually enjoy them?

All of these thoughts were staying my hand as we walked back outside and towards the gathered farmers that would become citizens of this city; I was trying to look them over and get a grasp on what I was working with but it was made impossible by Satanya being... well, Satanya.

"C’mon Jahi~! Just once, I promise it’ll be worth it~! We could learn so~ much from one another... and I think we could both~ use the unwinding of getting all sweaty and exhausted, don’t you think~?"

A growl almost tore out of my throat as I stopped and turned towards the red skinned Demoness, barely holding it back and immediately knowing that I was playing into her hands slightly... yet I didn’t care.

"Your wordplay disgusts me, Satanya. Oh, this is still about sparring, right? Yeah, sure... we both know what you’re insinuating, you silver tongued harlot. If you think I would want to dirty myself with your undeserving flesh, think again."

For a moment genuine hurt flashed through her eyes, but it was so swift and instantly masked by a wide, fanged smile that I couldn’t even bring myself to care a tiny amount, least of all when she started giggling like I had complimented her instead of insulted her.

"So loyal, so steadfast~! So impressive... I always thought I liked being the one in control, being the one giving orders and being dominant, but here I am... wondering if I might like losing some of that..."

"Shut up. We have citizens awaiting our arrival, so this is no time for your stupid games, Satanya."

"Oh but it is~! This is the beginning of our time together, Jahi, and it is what is going to help me find the things I need to slowly chip away at you... little by little... piece by piece..."

Meeting my glare with a smile, Satanya clasped her hands behind her back and puffed out her chest a little, staring me right in the eye as she leaned forwards to murmur "Eventually, one day... you won’t be able to help yourself, Jahi. It’s instinctual to covet your own kind, especially-"

Before she could get too far into her delusions I leaned forwards to meet her, at first causing her smile to widen before her eyes narrowed as I hissed "If by some ’miracle’ that day happened, the immediate result would be me snapping your neck before seeking penance from my wives for such a horrible breach of trust. I would never lay with you. Ever."

For a few moments we stared into one another’s eyes until eventually she let out a laugh and turned away, slowly walking towards the farmers and saying "You think so? I guess only time will tell~!", further igniting the anger inside of me.

"You think this somehow gets me-!"

"It does, dumbass."

The sharp retort was somewhat unexpected, but it served its purpose; she quieted me immediately and turned back with that same smile, though her eyes were colder than before as she started talking again.

"This is what I want, you thick headed dolt. You don’t even realize the game you’re currently apart of, and it is so damn amusing. Let me go ahead and reveal it to you now, in the form of a question: Tell me, what is the inverse of love?"

"Apathy."

That smile widened and her eyes warmed a little, though she was still clearly a stone hearted bitch through and through; with the answer presented she then asked "And what do you feel towards me now, Jahi~?", causing me to sneer as I just walked away.

"The answer, by the way, is anger. Irritation. Rage. But... it isn’t apathy. And do you know what emotions are closest to ’love’? To affection? Surprisingly... anger. After all, to be angry you have to care..."

Satanya let out a deranged giggle and resumed walking with me, speaking quietly now since we were getting closer to everyone else; she went ahead and added "All I need to do is keep this anger of yours alive and I have hope. Hope that one day you might just trip up and fall into my awaiting arms. All I need to do is wait for that day... and then I can have you. Not to myself, sadly, but undoubtedly you wouldn’t neglect your own flesh and blood, no?"

"It would never happen. Like I said-"

"You would snap my neck? Mm... See, that’s where you are wrong again, but I don’t want to give that answer away now~! But... I shall say this; I am willing to play the long game. After all... there won’t be just one ’available’ Asmodia in the world in the near future~!"

Before I could turn and strike her, the Demoness was gone, laughing and leaving me boiling with anger as I tried to figure out a way I could explain to Belian why this ’hopeful’ Demoness he was cultivating was now dead.