Patch Notes: Due to Fallen Angels being considered Unholy, the Helltaker trait also works on them to a lesser extent.
~Yuta Yukimura~
The moment I saw the supernaturally attractive woman sitting in front of me I knew she was someone or something important. It was painfully obvious.
First of all, her hair colour and eyes. They were obviously not dyed or contact lenses. So the chances that she was supernatural were high already.
Second was her body language. Not a hint of surprise and awe most people had when they summoned a devil. No, her expression was one of amusement and recognition. She was familiar with the devil business.
And third and most importantly.
She didn't smell.
Thanks to my Rare Trait [Smell the Magic] I could distinguish between magic and people by their smell. But I couldn't smell her magical power at all, even less than that of the average person, she didn't smell like a human, or a devil, or a fallen. There was just no smell on her other than her brand-name perfume.
So, the person in front of me was someone skilled enough in magic to completely erase their traces. And I hadn't met anyone that skilled so far, at least anyone that bothered, I had no doubt Tiamat and Grayfia could.
For that reason, I put Devil Trigger and Chaos Entity Release in my ability slots.
"Hello Miss, before we start could I ask if you are a magician and if you have any grudges against the Gremory I need to be aware of?"
The woman looked at my face before chortling.
"Haha! And here I thought I was suppressing myself well enough, what gave it away? Yes, you could call me a magician young Devil. And don't worry, I have no grudges against Devils nor do I intend to harm you. I simply summoned a Devil to keep me company and because I was personally interested in you."
Well, I am aware of the effect I have on mature women but I didn't expect such a thing. I narrowed my eyes and scrutinised the woman in front of me. I couldn't detect any malice or intent from her, whoever she was, her words seemed to be legit. Besides, she seemed too strong to know not to stir up trouble in Rias and Sona's territory.
No one smart enough to reach that level of expertise would dare provoke both Lucifer and Leviathan.
You have to be an A-grade suicidal idiot to even dream about such a thing. I am talking about complete brain death or severe mental illness.
"Alright then, I did get summoned for a contract. For your information, I simply smelled you, I can smell magic power and managed to smell your lack thereof. So, what are you doing in Kuoh and what do you want me to do for you Miss...?"
She laughed haughtily and I barely managed to tear my eyes away from her bathrobe that seemed to be on the verge of breaking open, her slender and smooth legs were exposed and despite the amount of action I had today my libido was functionally infinite.
"You can call me... Penelope. Yes, I am here for a vacation Yuta-kun, I am making a brief stop at Kuoh for sightseeing and relaxation. Also, don't be so stiff, sit down, I asked you to accompany me didn't I?"
I shrugged my shoulders and sat across from her.
I saw no problem with this arrangement.
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~"Penelope"(Penemue)~
Penemue softly smiled as she watched the devil sitting across from her. Although she felt bad about deceiving him she wasn't exactly lying. After all, she was a magician, just not only a magician.
And she wasn't lying about the vacation part, Azazel had been tasked with staying in Kuoh and keeping an eye on Kokabiel and the Devil boy he had heard about. He had wanted to go himself but she had managed to verbally beat him down alongside Shemhazai enough to get him to do his job for once.
She had taken the opportunity to take a break from her work. She was only here in case Kokabiel went fully insane and tried to nuke Kuoh or something. But she was pretty sure even Kokabiel was not stupid enough to think he could survive Sirzechs. And there was her other job, to look into the Yuta boy and give Azazel details.
And she could already tell he was certainly something, his mana looked like a maelstrom, chaotic and everchanging. So she was taking the opportunity to learn more about him and have some fun in the meantime.
Yes, she was bored.
"So, in my usual service, I can create foods that boost your health, help with cosplay, find lost items, create iron trinkets, help with coding, fix gaming devices, and I can give a very potent massage."
Penemue gave him a look while shifting her legs, taking satisfaction in how his eyes were glued to her, of course, she knew how she was dressed would affect a teenage boy. It was why she dressed like that after all.
They had been talking for a while about their general interests, she learned he liked making games and cooking and she also gave her real answers while twisting them a little to not give herself away. Chatting with the boy was surprisingly fun as he was a good listener and was engaged in her talks. And when the topic shifted to his service she saw the opportunity. His special food was the biggest reason Azazel was interested in him after all.
...She could also use a massage, it had been 50 years since her last one and the werewolf masseuse she used to visit died of old age.
"Hmm, how about both the food and the massage? I'd like a full course please."
"Are you sure? It will cost you a fair bit."
Penemue covered her mouth and giggled slightly before before tilting her head.
"Yuta-kun, do I seem poor to you?"
He took a moment to look around the excessively lavish apartment before acquiescing.
"My bad, then is there any preference for the food you desire? Any specific illness you wish to treat?"
"I prefer the Chef's choice. I believe you'll feed me something satisfying Yuta-kun."
He nodded with a confident demeanour, he seemed to take a fair amount of pride in his food contrary to his usual behaviour.
"Alright then just give me a second to gather the ingredients, it shouldn't take more than a minute. Excuse me."
Penemue's eyes widened as space warped and twisted before the Boy's body vanished. she had seen the very same phenomenon in the video of the rating game but seeing it herself made it look much more impressive. Within 2 minutes he kept true to his words, appearing back with two grocery bags in hand.
"I'll be borrowing your kitchen, Miss."
As time passed Penemue smelled a heavenly aroma slowly make its way from the kitchen. She had dined with kings and conquerors before, and had the greatest chefs in the world present her with meals yet none of them smelled this good. Despite him cooking relatively fast she still felt herself get restless. After the food was done he brought out a plate of delicious juicy-looking steak with a glass full of a wine she had never seen next to it.
"Here is a steak made with Hlanith Sauce, medium rare paired with a chilled glass of Hlanith Wine from my own stash. I hope you enjoy it, I take quite a bit of pride in my work."
She took the dining utensils presented to her and smiled back at the boy.
"I hope so too Yuta-kun."
She sliced a bite-sized piece out of the perfect medium rare and put it in her mouth, biting into the juicy morsel.
"Ahhh~~!"
Penemue made an undignified noise as the piece of steak all but melted in her mouth with an explosion of flavour, not only that, the moment she swallowed a potent and savour bite she quite literally felt her own exhaustion, stress, and tiredness melt. Eating it almost felt like having sex.
A piece of steak had made her wet.
Revolutionary.
It was almost as if a god of cooking himself had cooked the steak for her, and the wine paired with it was far better than any she had in her collection, she couldn't remember such a fine experience she had had in the last century.
Before she had even registered, the food was gone and the wine was empty. She looked at the boy who was giving her a satisfied smile. She would kill for this meal again.
"Yuta-kun, how much would I have to pay for you to cook for me like this forever?"
He chuckled and shook his head.
"I'm afraid I can't make any promises, but I am available to be summoned to cook for you most of the time. Now, please strip so I can administer your requested massage."
The massage had slipped her mind with the food he had presented her, but she couldn't help but look forward to it, she did not even mind the getting naked part. He had more than earned the right to put his hands on her after that meal, besides, it was also his job.
She decided to just not push the issue and enjoy the full service she paid for. She would just relax and find a way to bring him to her side later.
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~Yuta Yukimura~
I watched with hungry eyes as the woman undressed, under normal circumstances I would have made a token effort to avert my eyes but I did not feel the need to do so for the woman who was wearing nothing but a bathrobe and stripped it off without hesitation.
Her breast size rivalled even that of Venelana, they looked both soft and elastic topped large and stiff pink nipples. Her body was very voluptuous and curvy, and she had the biggest ass I had seen yet but still kept its shape wonderfully with a slight bounce to it.
She readily got on the massage table I had stolen from a nearby massage parlour and stuffed inside my Shadow Storage, lying face down and leaving her genitals completely exposed to me without a hint of being guarded.
"I'll leave myself in your skilled hands Yuta-san."
Unfortunately, I was too much of a professional good boy to take advantage of the situation so blatantly.
I spread the massage oils over her voluptuous body, lecherous piece of shit I may be but she paid for a service and she was going to get it.
"Ah! That's the spot~."
She groaned as my fingers deftly found the knots and stiff spots on her shoulders and rubbed them out with brutal yet soothing efficiency, Expert level skill really showed its way to me, I was giving a massage like a masseuse 6x my age.
My fingers, pressed, pinched, massaged and rubbed spots across her back, I didn't even register the eroticism of the situation as much despite my boner burning a hole through my pants. I was just wholeheartedly flexing my ability to give a banger massage.
"Ah~! Ouh~!"
I had to apply more pressure when it came to her behind, putting all of my strength into massaging her mountainous ass due to the amount of tissue. Regardless, I did not let up and my dexterity showed its worth. Penemue wriggled and moaned under my ministrations and I thanked the fact that I had already drained myself 6 times today so that I wasn't as obvious with my infatuation.
My hands wandered down to her thighs. I felt the most pressure and stiffness accumulated there. Without relenting I put all of my attention into taking out her accumulated tension, she had a lot, at this point, I wasn't even thinking dirty. Just absorbed in my massage and providing the service I was supposed to provide to my client.
After I had reached all the way down to her feet I went back up again, doing a once over all of her body. Once I was done I stepped away and admired my work, she was splayed across my table, completely relaxed, almost melted into the table. She turned herself around, putting her back on the table and revealing all of her body to me without shame. She laid an arm over her forehead as she breathed heavily, making her chest heave up and down hypnotically.
"Ahh... I don't think I have felt this kind of relief in far too many years. I think you have found yourself a regular customer Yuta-kun~."
A/N: Yuta succeeds in his perception roll but fails the encyclopedia check. But to be fair to him, there is no reason for him to suspect that his contractor was a Cadre rather than just a really enigmatic magician. I decided to replace Azazel's appearance here with Penemue because hot fallen angel woman, do I really need to give any other reason?
The overworked Cadre is weak against a perfect househusband devil, he can cook, he can clean, he can give one hell of a massage and he can listen to your troubles. Yuta has so many qualities not only is he a regular assassin but he is an assassin of affection. And his service is always satisfaction guaranteed. What did you guys think about Penemue's appearance? I would love to know.
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