My stepsisters are sexy demons, and I must protect them
Chapter 58: Become stronger or lose it all again

Chapter 58: Become stronger or lose it all again

«T-The fingers... aaah... the fingers, slide them a bit lower. Hold me at the height of the hip... aaah... y-yes, like that... like that I feel it more...» Kagura pants, her face flushed with pleasure.

She’s on all fours on the double bed, completely naked.

Hakuto kneels behind her.

They call it a "special training session", and it’s been happening every week since that night on the terrace in Ashiya.

That’s the excuse they give, but the real reason is obvious—the pleasure they both get from these "sessions".

Kagura’s beauty, her incredible skill, and her natural sensuality—worthy of a seasoned succubus—have made Hakuto addicted to her.

But it’s not just about sex.

Every time it ends, Hakuto lets himself fall into her arms.

She spoils him, caresses him, and whispers sweet, loving words into his ear.

Those small gestures bring him as much joy as the sex itself.

With her, Hakuto has found something he didn’t even know he needed.

A void deep inside him has been filled—one he only discovered after getting close to her.

A mother’s love.

But Kagura isn’t just driven by pleasure either.

She loves Hakuto—completely.

She loves him like a woman loves a man. Like a mother loves her child.

Just like she loves Rika and Yuzu—with scoldings and all.

Over the past few months, Hakuto hasn’t just seen her sweet and sensual side.

He’s also faced her strict, no-nonsense side.

A protective, almost overbearing mother.

«Mom is seriously scary when she gets mad!»

That’s what Yuzu once told him, after that disaster at the bar in downtown Ashiya—she’d had one drink too many.

Back then, Hakuto thought she was just exaggerating.

But now he gets it.

«Y-You’re getting... aaah... really good, Hakuto... every day, you make me feel even better than the last... aaah... even my daughters noticed. I’ve never seen them this happy before... aaah...»

Kagura’s voice deepens, heavier with pleasure.

She bites into the pillow to muffle her moans and gasps.

Her fingers are clenched in the sheets, twisting them tightly with every tremble.

«T-Thank you... thank you, mommy...» Hakuto pants softly.

~Wait... how does Kagura even know that Rika and Yuzu, uh... appreciate my progress? Don’t tell me they talk about it like it’s nothing. Maybe while sipping tea in the garden, like they’re chatting about the weather?

’Oh, Hakuto made me come in four minutes yesterday.’

’Only four? I did in three!’

’I just kissed him and boom!’

Would they really talk like that while I’m off training with Shin? With how open they are, I wouldn’t be shocked. That’s too embarrassing...~

Hakuto is deep in thought when the bedroom door suddenly flies open.

He turns toward it—and freezes.

Eyes wide.

It’s not unusual for Rika and Yuzu to barge in by mistake.

They often crouch behind the door, spying through the keyhole to learn from Kagura.

And sometimes, just leaning too hard is enough to make the door open on its own.

So if it had just been them, Hakuto wouldn’t be this shocked.

Even Kagura turns her eyes toward the door—still hazy with pleasure.

And then, she smiles.

«W-Welcome back... Chantal.»

♡♡♡

«I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!»

Itsu’s rapier slashes through the air—the whistles of metal break the absolute silence of the desert.

His body has long lost the protection of the bone armor granted by his Innatus-form.

He pushed past limits he never thought possible, managing to keep it active for nearly an hour the first time, and slightly less the second and third, with about three hours between each use.

But after nearly ten consecutive hours of fighting Akashi, with only a few minutes of rest, his body is at its limit.

Pain, despair, and the thirst for revenge have forced him to draw out a power that even he couldn’t believe he had.

But it was all useless.

Akashi’s strength, his resistance to the scorching, extreme climate, his endurance, and his mastery of the Blood Words—they’re all on a completely different level than Itsu’s.

Each of Itsu’s strikes is weaker than the one before, and Akashi blocks them more and more easily.

He uses a peculiar weapon—a dagger with a blade slightly longer than normal, and a hilt engraved with elegant floral patterns.

Finally, with a decisive blow, Akashi disarms him.

Itsu’s rapier dissolves into red smoke, and he collapses onto his back, completely exhausted.

«Y-You’re... you’re having fun...?» whispers Itsu weakly.

His fists clench, sand slipping through his fingers.

«I-If you’re going to kill me, do it quickly... I’m honestly getting tired of this...»

«I’m not doing all this for fun,» Akashi replies firmly.

«Your blood is the same as mine. And despite that—despite your Innatus—this is the best you can do? I refuse to believe it. I’ll force out your latent potential, even if I have to bring you to the brink of death every time—dragging you back by the hair! Now get up!»

«T-This makes no sense...»

Blood pours from Itsu’s mouth, choking his voice.

«You killed our family just to join that terrorist cult... and now, five years later, you show up saying you want to make me stronger? That you want me to surpass you...?

Maybe being around those lunatics made you just as crazy...»

Akashi grits his teeth, clearly irritated.

«I already explained the reason. I need your help to kill him.»

Itsu lets out a short, strained laugh. Nervous.

«Hard to believe the legendary Akashi Chihane—who was already one of the Kingdom of Mildelar’s elite soldiers at fourteen—comes to someone like me for help killing someone... You must be desperate. Is there really someone even you can’t kill...?»

His tone is mocking.

Akashi looks at him with a mix of reluctance and disgust.

«Your understanding of true strength is pathetic if you really believe there’s no one stronger than me... Just like you are a small, insignificant insect compared to me, I am the same before those who hold TRUE power— The kind of power that can shake the balance of this world and of N’Raeth.»

«The one you want to kill... is part of that category...?»

Akashi shakes his head.

«No. But my strength is still ridiculous compared to his.»

«You’re insane if you think my help could do anything against someone like that...» Itsu mutters, as he slowly pushes himself back to his feet.

«Maybe... but right now, I have no choice. I would’ve gladly avoided asking someone as useless as you, and wasting time turning you into a proper vampire—but the situation demands it. Also, if you fail...»

«If I fail...?»

«You’ve made quite a few friends over these past five years, haven’t you? The two hybrids... that ghost-like vampire, Morgana Dulcar... Or should I say—Chantal Carreaux.»

At those words, Itsu’s legs—barely holding him up—collapse again.

«H-How... how do you know...?»

Akashi smiles coldly.

«Velshekar was kind enough to give me a detailed description of the girl he thinks you’re involved with. And when I arrived there, I found you with a girl who matches that description perfectly... Sure, she was a vampire, and for a second I thought it might be a crazy coincidence—that you were with someone who just looked like her.

But when Morgana... or rather, Chantal, attacked me...»

Akashi steps slowly toward Itsu.

«...she may have become a vampire, but the Sacred Flame inside her still burns.

No matter how hard she tried to hide it, you can’t suppress it in a real fight. That’s why I made sure not to kill her, but to leave behind something clear—blood, to be exact.»

Akashi grabs Itsu by the neck—he’s still collapsed on the ground—and forces him to his feet.

«Traces of blood...? I don’t get it... where are you going with this...?»

«Oh, little brother... you’re weak, but I thought you were smarter. If I, a member of the Cult of the Primordial Shadow, know where that villa is... don’t you think others might too...?»

Itsu’s eyes widen—his mouth half-open, lips trembling.

«D-Don’t tell me...»

«The Cult has its eyes on the two hybrids.

Their hearts are one of the keys to Nyratalir’s release. Where do you think Chantal will go now...? There’s a good chance she’ll try to reach them, don’t you think...?»

Itsu’s eyes fill with tears.

«First my family, and now my friends... W-Why...? Why do you want to take everything from me...? What did I do to deserve all this hatred...?»

Akashi lets go of Itsu’s neck as soon as he feels the boy’s tears wetting his hand.

He pulls it back sharply and shakes it, flinging the tears away.

«Your friends are still alive—the hybrids haven’t been found yet, or I would’ve been informed already. But it’s only a matter of time. The one I want to kill at any cost... the one you’ll help me kill... He’s the one tracking Chantal! If you want to protect her—if you want to protect them all—Then you’ll have to become much stronger! Do it, or you’ll lose everything again!»