"Senpai, I'm here! Hurry, open the door!"
Hearing the lively voice, Hayashi Maki realized the airheaded little demon had reached the door, so he went to open it at once.
"Yo, Satania—you got here fast. And that outfit…"
"Hehe, this is Satania's demon form!"
Right now Satania had a pair of black wings on her back and two slightly curved demon horns on her head. Paired with fair skin and a delicate face—chūnibyō aside—she was downright adorable.
And today her clothes were unusually bold. She wore an off-shoulder, strappy bodysuit—white up front with black accents. Most eye-catching of all: she was wearing white stockings. The white fabric hugging her pale thighs added a bright, youthful allure.
"Well? Doesn't Satania's outfit totally scream 'demon style'?"
She struck what she thought was a cool pose and puffed out her proud chest; her wings even fluttered as she spoke.
Looking at this Satania, Hayashi Maki reflexively swallowed. He hadn't expected the little fool to dress like this today. Demon style or not, she looked exactly like a pure succubus straight out of a light novel—made him want to reach out and touch.
Thinking that, Hayashi Maki naturally ruffled her hair and praised her.
"Nice. Looks great! You're super demon-like right now—and that'll really help with your SSS-rank great demon training in a minute!"
"Hehe, I knew it! Then, Senpai, no time like the present. We've got school tomorrow, so let's hurry and start training—kyah!"
Before she could finish, Hayashi Maki scooped her up by the waist and carried her inside.
"No problem, Satania. Let me coach you properly."
Maybe one day she'd learn enough to realize how awful his behavior was—but by then it would be too late. Hayashi Maki would already have gotten what he wanted, and regret wouldn't help Satania. Besides, wasn't tricking her exactly what a great demon would do?
Blushing bright red from being picked up, Satania didn't resist. In her eyes, Hayashi Maki-senpai was just too kind—so willing to help with her great-demon training. She had to take it seriously, learn well, and become a great demon ASAP to repay him!
…
Carrying Satania into his room, Hayashi Maki sat on the bed and set her in his lap, sideways, so she was perched across his thigh. He smiled and studied her cute face.
Satania smelled nice—that fresh, clean scent unique to a pure girl. She might be an airheaded chūnibyō, but she had all the charms a girl should, which only made her more captivating.
"Uuu, Senpai, don't look at Satania like that. It's embarrassing!"
Satania was uneasy. Being held so close by a handsome man, sitting on his lap, watched with such gentle eyes—she didn't know much about that kind of thing, but as a girl she felt shy on instinct.
"That won't do, Satania. If you want to be the woman of an SSS-rank great demon, how can you be shy?"
"Only by facing me, an SSS-rank great demon, head-on will you grow!"
"So, Satania—hanging your head, unable to look at me—are you giving up on growth?"
He said it solemnly, naturally goading the chūnibyō little demon.
"Mm—no way! Hayashi Maki-senpai, Satania is going to be the woman of an SSS-rank great demon! Satania isn't afraid of any challenge!"
Hooked, she lifted her flushed face and met Hayashi Maki's gaze. His eyes grew hot—and tender. After a few seconds of eye contact, her blush reached her ears. Her heart was a mess; it pounded like a startled fawn under his gaze.
So strong! Senpai's eyes were way too aggressive—she still got shy. But she'd endure it! Even shy, she'd hold on!
Uuu… Senpai's eyes are like they're sparking. He looks so good…
Satania quickly grew dizzy. Hayashi Maki smiled, pleased.
"Good—very good eye contact, Satania."
"You held out well. To stare into an SSS-rank great demon's gaze this long—you've got endless potential."
"Hmph, Senpai, that's only natural!"
Delighted by the praise, Satania suddenly wasn't so embarrassed. It felt like she was getting used to his eyes.
"Excellent. Now, put your arms around my neck, Satania—we're starting the real training."
He said it with a straight face, arms cinching her slender waist to hold her firmly.
"From here on I won't be stopping at random. Training only works if you stick with it. Are you ready?"
"Yes, Senpai! I'm totally fine—bring it on!" Satania, cheeks red, wrapped her pale arms around his neck, her eyes turning resolute.
"Good. Then I'll begin."
Hayashi Maki smiled slightly, not hesitating in the least. He leaned in, still holding her gaze, and gently covered her rosy lips with his.
"Mm—"
Satania shivered, face burning, heart pounding wildly. No matter how you put it, this was a kiss. She was mortified. But she would endure—for the sake of becoming an SSS-rank great demon!
Feeling her slight tremble, Hayashi Maki did exactly as he'd said—he didn't stop easily. He stroked her hair and kept kissing the cute girl with steady warmth. Thanks to last time's "experience," Satania didn't faint from shyness—she even started to respond. That pleasantly surprised Hayashi Maki, and his mood lifted even more.
Meeting her eyes, he hugged the girl tighter. Satania didn't realize it yet—but this kind of intimacy belonged only to lovers whose hearts beat as one. It all felt so natural. Holding his neck, her eyes turned dewy, filled with a charm and tenderness she herself didn't recognize—just super cute.
Hayashi Maki couldn't stop sweet-talking her. A demon girl this easy to fool—she'd belong to his tricks from now on.
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