Chapter 243 – Petunia Titi (7)

After enduring her humiliation and humiliation, the only thing that greeted her was her cock. I forcibly suppressed my erect cock and faced Petunia Titti’s shameful face. As she wandered from place to place in her temple, she spread the fact that she was having a dream, and as a result rumors about her bordered on her prostitute.

Obscene rumors were following her that she seduced her priests by saying that she had erotic dreams, and that her priests rolled her body over her and made her bed. No matter how thick-faced she is, she cannot bear the weight of fornication she has not committed.

She returned to her mansion to escape the gossip from her village. With her face red and full of tears, she shouted at me.

“Do it in moderation! I mean in moderation! Do you enjoy this What do you want? Uh? No matter what you want, it won’t turn out the way you want it, so stop!”

She was inattentive. It was because she still believed that she was in control of the conversation. But unfortunately, she was in a position to do nothing. A mind that was gnawed away little by little, and a clouded judgment to the point of openly screaming at me. And the demons who have been waiting for this moment.

She shouted, taking a step forward like a mouse stepping into the jaws of a beast.

“This, you pervert bastard!”

“…What are you telling me to stop doing?”

I wasn’t the one answering her screams. As if the thunder and lightning together and the matching shoes, Milia had to step in for an excited woman. Seeing Milia’s smirk and her unstoppable stride forward, Petunia Titti took a step back and caught her breath.

While the two of them were talking, I quickly hid inside the mansion, and only the devil and the elf stood facing each other in the yard. The elf looked over Milia’s body and said.

“…I know you and Evan are trying to brainwash me. It made me have wild dreams until now. Isn’t that what you all did?”

“What dream?”

Milia asked Petunia Titi with an expression that she couldn’t understand. Titi screamed, her face contorted at the impudent attitude.

“Until now! You always made me have strange dreams!”

Even the life to the point of shaking her window didn’t shake Milia. Millia was a demon who had risen to the succubus queen by harming all kinds of demons in Hell for hundreds of years. The elf, who was not even sure of her own words, could not be shaken by her intimidation.

“Therefore. I don’t know what you’re talking about. What dream are you talking about? We’re allies, why would you do that? Also, what kind of dream did you have, so you were so sure that you were accusing me and Evan? Sprinkle until you live.”

“That, that, that… ! Therefore… ! That… !”

Petunia Titi’s face turned red. Looking through the drawing room window, Petunia Titi’s face was as red as the tomatoes in the garden, and it seemed like it would burst if touched. She stammered her words, but somehow she tried to explain the lewd dream she had had, then let out a deep sigh and shook her head.

No matter how daring she was, there were some things she couldn’t bear to say. For example, a dream of mating with Evan like a dog and playing on a leash, or a dream of having a wedding and having sex intensely in the newlyweds’ bed.

“Ah, you had a dirty dream so you doubted it wasn’t us?”

Milia said, patting her on the shoulder as if she knew what it was. When anger is tinged with shame, a person reveals weakness. Even when Milia touched her, she couldn’t resist and only nodded her head.

“Petunia. I think it’s so misleading. Are we really experts in that kind of thing? If you suddenly have a dirty dream, I think you can definitely suspect us. That’s right. I understand.”

Milia’s sweet and soft tone gave her persuasive power no matter what lies she told. Petunia Titi rolled her eyes at her words, her long-skinned face, then slashed her hand on her shoulder and said,

“…Don’t think about going crazy. We all know that you are the culprits. Without doing that, in my dreams… To… ! Oh, anyway! There’s no way I could come up with such an obscene and dirty dream myself!”

If she had told me my name, she would have had enough for her daughter tonight. Just opening her mouth and pronouncing ‘eh’ wasn’t enough to make the incubus erect.

“But Petunia. If we’re going to get our hands on you, wouldn’t it be easier to just tie them up and brainwash them?”

Milia said that while looking at Petunia Titi. Petunia Titti shut her mouth at that, and she was troubled. It was because there was truth in Millia’s words. If we fought under the same conditions, Petunia Titi could cut our power, but if she sneaked in while she was sleeping, she could subdue it without loss.

The reason we didn’t do that was because brainwashing a powerful being like Petunia Titi could turn her into an idiot as a side effect.

“Three, there must be conditions when brainwashing! All this time, I’ve been waiting for that condition to be met!”

Milia laughed at her words, which squeezed her hair out in its own way.

“Oh, brainwashing doesn’t need conditions. It’s because if you hit me with magic until you hear me, it’s over. If you don’t believe me, why don’t you go out and get someone? I’m going to make him stand naked on his hands while you count to ten. In the first place, even if that condition is necessary, I don’t know if it’s necessary to set you free and meet the condition like this? Petunia. Do you even think so? If it’s our power, there’s nothing wrong with tying you up while you sleep and preparing for brainwashing.”

“That…”

Petunia Titi lost her words. She was trying to somehow find something to say in her rebuttal, casting her gaze here and there. But where does she have anything to refute? Her grounds for suspicion are nothing but that she had her dreams and that she had sex with her.

“We’re doing our best as allies, but it’s kind of disappointing to come out like this.”

Milia said that and turned Petunia’s back behind her. Petunia Titi grabbed her shoulder and whispered.

“Isn’t that just because you wanted to?”

Petunia Titi’s face contorted. She could see her cold sweat dripping down her forehead. A person who doubts himself is sure to shake her eyes. Her eyes fluttered to and fro like the bowstrings of archers who had lost their aim.

“Heh, don’t be silly!”

Petunia Titty screamed and removed her hand. She took a step behind her, and Milia, who had been pushed back, grabbed Petunia Titti’s back. She, who always occupied an advantageous position with her quick feet, was now giving up too easily.

Milia said.

“But Petunia. Think carefully. Didn’t you settle for lodging at the temple? So, didn’t you have dirty dreams in that temple?”

“…Yes, you must have ordered it! By brainwashing priests… !”

“You know that even if you say it, it is unreasonable. If I’m going to make that effort for you, is it more comfortable to just hold you and brainwash you?”

No one has clearly studied the brainwashing principle of incubus and succubus. Even Petunia Titi couldn’t have perfect knowledge about demons. The sweet whisper that this was more comfortable cleared the doubts in Titi’s heart.

“Yeah, but…”

“Who dreamed? Who had a dream that made you want to deny it so much?”

Petunia Titti shook her head. She closed her eyes and screamed.

“Joe, be quiet! Yes, don’t judge yourself! You were controlling I know everything!”

It was so obvious and cute to see someone who knows nothing about bluffing. I laughed to my heart’s content with the building wall in between, and Miria suppressed her laughter and said,

“I thought it might not be. Have you really never tried it? Do you really think we controlled all of this? Who were you thinking of? What did you dream about being hurt by someone?”

“That, that… ! Therefore… !”

“You really have no idea?”

“That, that… !”

Petunia Titi looked confused. She wanted to observe what kind of whirlpool was swirling inside her. My pupils shook like reeds and sweat poured down like rain.

Millia said.

“Really. Don’t you have any feelings? Really?”

I dream, and I like it because of the image that is embedded in the unconscious. Since there is no way to know the source of the crush you don’t know, the person concerned can’t even tell what happened first.

Since when did you like it? Petunia Titi cannot answer the question, and it is not clear whether the dream or the emotion came first.

“I have no feelings, so there’s no way I could have a dream like that.”

“No… ! I mean no… !”

Petunia Titi shook her head. Millia’s voice crossed the yard and was clearly heard in my ears.

“You are suspicious too. The truth is that we may not have manipulated it.”