After a long while, Hayashi Maki reluctantly let go of Satania.
Seeing her flushed face and ragged breathing, he couldn't help praising how adorable she was. Despicable as it was to coax such a pure girl—well, he was a demon; playing the part came naturally.
He brushed the corner of her lips with his thumb and studied her expression with a smile.
"How is it, Satania—feel the boost?"
"Mhm! My mana's gone up a lot! Senpai's guidance is really effective! Thank you, Hayashi Maki-senpai!"
Her eyes, soft and burning, lingered on the man holding her. She pecked his cheek, then, shy, pressed her face to his chest, too embarrassed to look up. Even if she called it "training," there were moments a girl just had to be shy.
Hayashi Maki was in a great mood. Getting this chūni airhead to kiss him on her own meant he'd truly made his way into her heart. The mana exchange—and his "coaching"—hadn't been for nothing.
Hugging her soft, sweet body, he kissed her and then said with a grin,
"Alright, phase one is over. Let's start the more effective phase two."
"Eh—there's a phase two?" Satania was startled—and a little delighted.
"Of course. I actually taught you the basics last time. You've felt your mana increase these past days, right?"
"Mhm! That's why Satania begged Senpai for coaching again today."
Hook, line, sinker.
At her happy reply, Hayashi Maki only inclined his head.
"Then are you ready, Satania? I'm going to begin."
"Completely ready! Senpai—bring it on!"
"Call me Maki-kun, or Hayashi Maki. It helps mana flow better."
"O-okay… Ma… Maki-kun. Satania's ready!"
Blushing, she was a bit self-conscious, but the intimate address he wanted also made her secretly happy.
Hearing her strong reply, Hayashi Maki's lips quirked. He lowered his head and pressed warm kisses to the pale curve of her neck. "Coaching," sure—but he was kissing her skin.
Satania hesitated, glancing up. Hayashi Maki smiled gently.
"What's wrong? Weren't you ready?"
Satania bit down lightly and lifted her snow-white throat.
"Yes. Maki-kun, go ahead. To become an SSS-rank great demon, Satania won't back down!"
It wasn't like she was being scolded or punished—Maki-kun wasn't some math teacher making her stand in the hall for not doing homework. He was gentle. She had to live up to that gentleness and not waste his effort.
Watching her, clearly nervous yet tilting her chin to make it easier for him, Hayashi Maki realized he really did like this silly girl. Who could refuse someone so cute, so trusting, so defenseless before him? He certainly couldn't.
He drew a breath, kissed her lips again, then returned to the hollow of her neck. Satania's mouth parted, her face crimson. For all her chūni bravado, she wasn't stupid. That kiss just now—hardly "training," right? It felt more like Senpai was kissing her because he liked her.
She wasn't wrong. Little demons grow, too.
Seeing the breathless, impossibly cute girl, Hayashi Maki's thoughts turned shameless. He slipped the black strap off her white shoulder; a scented little garment fell aside before Satania could squeak. He lowered his head, giving her no room to refuse.
…
For all her chūni silliness, Satania really was a beauty. Hayashi Maki "coached" her very earnestly, talking her through the "right direction," and her mana surged.
A long while later, he reluctantly released the little cutie, cupped her face, and looked at her tenderly.
"Well? Did Satania's mana grow?"
"T-totally fine!" she stammered, cheeks blazing. "Senpai, Satania's never feared a challenge—she'll become an SSS-rank great demon and show you! So please keep guid—mmph!"
Before she could finish, Hayashi Maki silenced her with another kiss. Too cute. He wasn't letting this one go.
His warmth and fervor brought tears to Satania's eyes. Senpai was so good to her. Her mana was climbing at a pace she'd never managed before. And Maki-kun—so passionate. It felt like he really liked Satania. Even a chūni dumdum couldn't stay unmoved under feelings this intense. She stroked his neck and, without thinking, opened her heart, sweetly meeting his ardor.
Who knew how long passed before they finally parted, reluctant. They looked at each other for a beat, then both laughed.
"Geez… Senpai, why did we suddenly laugh at the same time?"
It felt strange—her chest warm, not a trace of dislike; a little shy, but mostly sweet. And the one who made her feel this way was the very Senpai she liked so much.
Hayashi Maki chuckled and patted her head.
"Probably because we're happy."
"Phase two ends here. Want to move straight to phase three?"
"Eh—there's a phase three?" Satania's eyes lit up.
"Of course. But you might not be able to accept it, so I'll respect your choice."
"I want it! Absolutely—Satania never quits halfway! Senpai—Maki-kun—I want phase three!"
She said it with a playful lilt and snuggled closer. At this point, she wasn't against being close at all.
Seeing the anticipation in her eyes, Hayashi Maki hesitated no longer. He stroked her head and gently guided it down—then began teaching her something new.
Satania's eyes went wide—startled, a little confused. But meeting his gentle gaze, she blushed and chose to be obedient.
…
Satania left Hayashi Maki's room in high spirits, her mana having jumped again. Still blushing, she wiped her rosy lips and rubbed her lower belly, a hint of expectancy on her face.
Next time's training—she'd give it her all.
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