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[Anime] Ch 181: High Class Spirit Devil
🕑 Added 2025-04-17 16:22:55 +0000 UTC— — — — — —
Evening —The Suou Household
After Suou Yuki finished explaining the fall of the Shinomiya family and the strange changes in Shinomiya Kaguya...
The Suou family head fell deep into thought, his eyes filled with shifting emotions.
After a long silence, he finally sighed. "Who would've thought... the Shinomiya family would actually turn a disaster into a blessing."
The Suou family had always pursued the supernatural—yet they were now one step behind.
Yuki's eyes darted around as she suddenly remembered something Fujiwara Chika had said earlier… something surprisingly political.
"Grandfather, what if I married Lynn?"
"...Huh?"
The Suou patriarch gave her a confused look. "Where'd that idea come from?"
Yuki quickly recounted Chika's offhand remark.
The old man smacked his lips, impressed. "She really is a child of the Fujiwara clan, huh."
So young, yet already thinking like a strategist.
Yuki's face twitched a little.
When she first heard Chika say it, she couldn't believe it actually came from that scatterbrained girl!
But...Facts were facts.
Even she hadn't considered the idea of forming an alliance through marriage.
And she had to admit…
That might actually be the best move for the Suou family.
After all, if you want something, you've got to be prepared to give something up.
The Suou family had chased the supernatural for generations.
Now that it was so close, there was no way they'd just give up.
And there was no way Yuki was going to do something like becoming a personal maid like Kaguya.
Honestly?
Kaguya was only in that role because she'd offended Lynn in the past.
Suou Yuki and the Suou family had no such history—she shouldn't be lumped in with Kaguya.
Hmm…
Now, becoming the lady of the house, that might be acceptable.
— — —
The Fujiwara Household
"Chika… you're really something else…"
Fujiwara Toyomi, gripping Chika's cheek with a dark expression, growled, "All it takes is some supernatural power and you're ready to sell your big sister off?!"
"Waaah…" Chika whined, pulling away as she rubbed her sore cheek.
She mumbled under her breath, "Sis, it's just… you're already kinda old, and still not married… I figured…"
"Chika."
"Eek!"
Chika flinched and immediately ducked behind her younger sister, Fujiwara Moeha for cover.
Toyomi rolled her eyes at the sight.
Chika peeked out from behind Moeha with her usual grin. "But sis, I did check out Lynn. He's super handsome~!"
Toyomi raised a brow with a sarcastic smile. "Oh? Then why don't you go for him?"
Chika puffed up her chest, sounding way too proud: "An opportunity this good? Of course I'd offer it to you first, dearest big sister!"
Then, lowering her voice and looking awkward, she added, "Besides… isn't there a saying that the little sister-in-law is, like… half-owned by the brother-in-law?"
"If you actually got him, I would only need to make a half-ass contribution too!"
Toyomi's eye twitched. She groaned and facepalmed. "Chika… you really are a total idiot."
"Then I wanna contribute my whole ass!" Moeha chimed in, raising her hand like it was roll call.
Toyomi: "…"
This family is doomed.
Is this really the generation the Fujiwara name rests on?
— — —
At Lion King Organization (STB)
"Are we certain the Lynn Group is behind it?"
A cold voice echoed from behind the screen.
A black cat lay lazily on the floor, licking its paw. "You've asked me that three times now~"
Silence followed.
Endou Yukari lowered her head slightly, deep in thought.
The Lynn Group. A new organization that had recently shown up on their radar.
The reason? A type of ore they'd started selling—Scarlet Crimson Ore.
And it turned out... this ore was highly effective against vampires!
Sure, it didn't do much to higher-ranked vamps with strong bloodlines…
But who's to say the next weapon version wouldn't be enhanced with additives? Or refined and purified into something even stronger?
Bottom line: The Lion King Organization saw huge potential in this ore.
And naturally, the fact that the Lynn Group had exclusive control over it… meant they might also have access to other supernatural resources too.
Because of that, the Organization had been watching them very closely.
They already had a full dossier on the group's apparent leader—Yukinoshita Haruno.
They'd planned to keep watching for a while before taking action…
But then the Lynn Group pulled this massive stunt with the Shinomiya collapse.
Of course, from the Organization's perspective, the Shinomiya family falling apart wasn't a big deal.
But the intentions behind the Lynn Group's actions? That required a lot more caution.
After weighing things carefully, Endou Yukari made up her mind.
"No more waiting. Call in Sayaka."
A short while later—
Kirisaka Sayaka walked in confused... and walked out still confused.
Looking down at the mission file, she mumbled, "Lynn Group…"
"Secret infiltration?"
— — —
Meanwhile — the familia base
Yotsuya Miko lay naked on Lynn's massive bed.
She buried her face in the sheets—and immediately, the mixed scent of Lynn and several other women hit her like a wave.
The blend of smells carried something more than just fragrance—it was like information rushing straight to her brain.
Images flashed in her mind one after another.
"Mmm…"
She let out an involuntary moan, her thighs pressing together as her pale skin flushed a soft pink.
In an instant, the updated blessing information flowing into her turned completely rose-colored.
Lynn didn't react to her changes. He glanced at her now-maxed-out stats, gave her pat on her butt, and said: "Miko, it's time to level up."
Miko twitched like she'd been electrocuted. Her fingers clenched the white sheets like a kitten digging in.
She whimpered, thighs rubbing together, body shaking as she lost control.
"...Mmh~"
A few seconds later, a deep, restrained moan slipped out.
And her body finally relaxed.
Her mind, though? Completely blank.
Lynn: "…"
He sniffed. A sweet feminine scent filled his nose.
Lynn's eyelid twitched slightly as he glanced toward Miko with a strange expression.
Sensing his gaze, Miko buried her face deeper into the bed like an ostrich trying to hide.
But from Lynn's angle, the sight of her glowing red ears completely gave her away.
Thump, thump!
She could clearly hear the pounding of her own heart.
Miko bit her lip, her eyes misty. She was completely mortified.
Sure, she was alive, but... she didn't really feel alive anymore.
Just from one touch from Lynn, she'd—she'd—
Ughhhh…
So embarrassing.
It was all her fault for daydreaming about doing things with Lord Lynn... things she really shouldn't have.
And now that it actually happened, she totally lost control...
What do I do…
Would Lynn think she's some kind of... slut?
That thought made Miko anxious.
Unaware of the storm going on in her head, Lynn simply placed a hand on her smooth back.
[Level Up]
Vwoom—
A bright light flashed.
Miko's blessing info instantly updated:
[Yotsuya Miko]
→Rank: High-Class Devil
→Race: Devil
→Master: Lynn Valifer
→Stats: •Strength: I0 •Agility: I0 •Endurance: I0 •Magic: I0
→Unique Skills: [Spirit Sight] & [Spirit Devil]
—[Spirit Sight]—
•Spirit Vision
•Increased Magic Growth Rate
—[Spirit Devil]—
•Bonus damage against Spiritual Entities
•Forced Control over Spirits
•Spirit Devour
•Mimicry (temporarily mimic devoured spirits' forms)
-▸Humanoid spirits: Gain their combat skills
-▸Monster spirits: Body partially demonifies, boosting attack and defense
-▸Divine spirits: Release a trace of divine power
•Demonization: Linked to spirit devouring. Unleashes the full power of devoured spirits.
→Developmental Skill: •Soul Calming (E-rank)
— — —
She had successfully leveled up into a high-class devil.
And her [Spirit Devil] skill had evolved.
"Mimicry, huh…"
"Temporarily copying spirit abilities through devouring… Not bad."
Lynn rubbed his chin. It wasn't a bad skill at all.
If only that "temporary" part could be removed…
Still, the time limit likely depended on how much magic she had.
If her magic pool was big enough, sustaining the mimicry might not be a problem.
After duplicating Miko's blessing info, Lynn noticed she was still doing her best ostrich impression and, unable to resist, smacked her soft, plump butt.
Smack!
The sharp sound echoed through the bedroom.
Miko gripped the sheets tightly, letting out a small whimper.
Luckily, she didn't embarrass herself again like earlier.
"All done updating," Lynn said, watching her still glued to the bed.
A few more awkward moments passed before Miko finally bolted up, face beet red, snatched her blessing info, and fled the room like her life depended on it.
"...Not taking your clothes?"
She froze mid-sprint, quickly shuffled back in, grabbed her clothes, and scurried off while pulling them on.
Click—
The bedroom door opened.
Outside, Hayasaka Ai and Shinomiya Kaguya stared at the disheveled, flustered Miko.
Once Miko was gone, Hayasaka turned to Kaguya, deadly serious. "Kaguya. Never be like her."
Yotsuya Miko… truly lacked the strength.
Kaguya blinked, slightly confused.
— — —
Elsewhere…
When Miko came home, her mother, Yotsuya Touko, went dead silent.
"You had that kind of opportunity… and you didn't go for it?"
Miko's face flushed red, and she stammered something incoherent before vanishing into the bathroom.
Her body still felt… sticky.
Touko sighed deeply.
This daughter of hers… always making her worry.
Looks like it was time for a proper "mother-daughter" talk. One she clearly needed.
— — —
Back in Lynn's bedroom
After Miko left, Lynn leaned against the bed, eyes locked on his system panel. The "Bleach" world was glowing with a new prompt, and his expression turned thoughtful.
Miko was finally a high-class devil.
It was time to move forward with the invasion of the Bleach world.
But…
Just like with the Date A Live world, no one had responded to the devil contract he'd sent out. Not a single soul.
Seemed like no one wanted to play along.
Guess he'd have to force his way in like he did with the Demon Slayer world.
Still…
Before that, he had one more issue to take care of in the main world.
The Old Satan Faction.
"Geez… I spread that bait ages ago—why's no one taken it yet?"
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