36. Do you still have any sense of shame!?
In the end, our Devil Miss caught up with Emilia just a few dozen meters away from the rental apartment, and then…
“Wow—bondage play? I didn’t expect Evelyn-chan to like this kind of thing! Tsk tsk tsk, truly, don’t judge a book by its cover…”
Emilia was tied up tightly with ropes enhanced by Evelyn’s magic, and she was directly suspended in mid-air. In front of her stood the Devil Miss, with a sullen expression and anger visibly on her face.
“Are you still in the mood to mock me!? Do you even know what you’ve done, you detestable angel!!!”
Seeing that Emilia still looked relaxed and unconcerned, without an ounce of repentance, Evelyn immediately felt a surge of anger. With a wave of her hand, a series of light purple magic circles instantly spread around her, and familiar thick tentacles began to extend from them.
“I’m sorry～ It’s just that Teacher Jiang wouldn’t let me go, so I had no choice but to resort to this! Besides, look, I even acted as a free pillow for Evelyn-chan last night, doesn’t that count as making up for it?~”
“Making up with a cream cake!? Don’t you dare mention what happened last night again, ahhhhh!!”
Recalling her embarrassing actions from last night, Evelyn felt both shame and anger. As her emotions surged, the giant tentacles summoned by her began to twist and wave threateningly at Emilia, looking quite terrifying.
“What’s the matter? Everyone has their little hobbies, after all～ Evelyn-chan doesn’t need to be shy～”
“Wahhhhh!!!”
With Evelyn’s indignant scream, the tentacles cloaked in black scales swiftly wrapped around Emilia’s body. The strange sensations coursing through her made even someone as assertive as Emilia momentarily lose her composure. She felt her cheeks flush red, and memories of scenes from some manga she had read before flooded her mind.
Angel… tentacles… and that kind of… devastation…
‘So slick~’
Even as the tentacles climbed up her body, Emilia still found the mood to throw in a comment or two. Moreover, she could see not a hint of guilt or regret on Evelyn’s face, as if everything happening next was already under her control.
‘What’s wrong with this angel? Why is she so calm!?’
As she realized her tentacles were about to touch some of Emilia’s private areas, yet Emilia remained unfazed, Evelyn began to lose her confidence. Of course, she didn’t dare to actually use the tentacles to do anything to Emilia. All she could do was repeatedly test the “bottom line” with the tentacles. As for going further, Evelyn neither had the heart nor the courage.
However, Evelyn would never have imagined that her fear was precisely the reason why Emilia could remain composed even in such a dire situation!
Since childhood, Emilia had been adept at reading people. Especially after becoming an angel and enhancing her overall capabilities, she could grasp a person’s character just by talking to them for a couple of sentences. The only mistake she made was when she overestimated Evelyn’s courage after getting spanked by her back then…
But now, she could say she was completely certain: her roommate, the demon Evelyn, was an undoubtedly weak bottom who could be easily overpowered by anyone! (Evelyn: Are you being polite?)
For Emilia, even if she annoyed Evelyn, the weak bottom, she would merely end up tied up like this for a while, which was nothing serious at all!
Because she knew that Evelyn absolutely wouldn’t dare to do anything too outrageous to her!
“You detestable stinky angel… don’t you have any shame!?”
Evelyn felt that if this continued, while Emilia showed no sign of shame, she herself might actually die of embarrassment first. Helplessly, she could only angrily question Emilia.
But as soon as the words left her mouth, Evelyn realized she had asked a stupid question. After all, this guy had used an excuse during her leave of absence that was more than just dragging her down; it practically meant that Emilia had admitted to being a lesbian herself! Someone who could do such a thing had any shame at all? Seriously, it was utterly outrageous, right!?
Just when Evelyn felt utterly helpless against Emilia and could only awkwardly suspend her in mid-air, the doorbell suddenly rang.
“Miss Emilia, your takeout has arrived! Please open the door to accept it!”
A clear male voice came from outside, and upon hearing this, Evelyn paused for a moment, turning to look at Emilia with a puzzled expression: ‘Did you order takeout?’
‘No.’
Emilia shook her head in confusion. She hadn’t even reached home before Evelyn intercepted her; how could she have had time to order takeout?
Evelyn instantly became alert. Since Emilia didn’t order takeout, then who was this guy outside claiming to be a delivery person? She quickly pulled her beloved shotgun from under her skirt, loading magical bullets rapidly—Evelyn then positioned her body to block the entire gun, cautiously preparing to open the door.
‘At least let me down!’
Emilia struggled and signaled to Evelyn with her eyes, but Evelyn unapologetically rolled her eyes at her—this judgment was merely temporarily interrupted. After she dealt with the guy outside pretending to be a delivery person, she would be back to continue; did Emilia want to come down?
Ignoring Emilia’s increasingly frantic struggles, Evelyn turned and opened the door of the rental apartment.
“Hello, esteemed Miss Emilia, I am…”
As soon as Evelyn opened the door, a young man in a black coat greeted her, but before he could finish his sentence, he was met with a surprised gaze from Evelyn—clearly, he hadn’t expected that the one opening the door was not Emilia but another equally stunning girl.
“A delivery person?”
Evelyn coldly glared at the man before her. This guy was definitely not a delivery worker; he didn’t even wear the attire of a delivery rider, basically not even pretending. However, when Evelyn’s gaze skimmed over the night owl-themed badge pinned on the man’s chest, she understood his identity, and why he was there to find Emilia.
This guy was a member of the Night Watchman.
