Chapter 102: Sex Cult
After trapping Vee, Kasumi, and Aurora inside his pocket dimension, Yuki made his way to an exclusive night ball, hoping to converse with high-profile targets and gather more intelligence on what was truly going on in the town of Blue Oak.
Things went exceptionally well for Yuki. Within an hour, he managed to secure an invitation to a private event deep within the town. Inside, he noticed a wide array of foreign races, each accompanied by an elven handler.
For Yuki, getting inside was easy—almost too easy. All he had to do was walk up to a well-known elven woman, drop a few ridiculous jokes, and he acquired the invitation just like that.
However, once he stepped onto the private event grounds, the unsettling truth hit him. The previous Inquisitors hadn’t failed their mission because they were incompetent; they had failed because this entire operation was a full-blown sex cult, and the local elves were actively throwing themselves at every newcomer.
The Church couldn’t simply raid the place and arrest everyone, as hosting a private sex event wasn’t illegal. What they were doing on the inside most definitely was, but sending a sizable force would cause the leaders to scatter before they could be captured—wasting time and supplies for nothing in return.
Every elf present bore a distinct purple rune carved into their arm. Whenever the mark activated, their eyes turned completely feral, consuming them with an insatiable hunger for sex.
Their stamina was magically boosted to absurd levels, causing many of the unsuspecting newcomers to succumb and get thoroughly drained of their vitality. Streams of harvested lifeforce could literally be seen flowing across the stone floor like glowing veins, channeling deeper into the main structure.
Beside Yuki stood the elven woman he had entered with. She was currently out cold, her body still trembling from the lingering aftermath of Yuki’s godly fingers and his array of specialized passive skills.
Yuki sat on the edge of the bed, crossing his arms as he pondered how to exit the room. Mounted above the heavy metal door was a glowing symbol resembling a Succubus sigil, and directly beneath it sat an glowing points meter.
So I’m guessing I have to fill that meter up for the door to unlock, Yuki mused. Seeing as this elf is completely unconscious and the meter hasn’t moved a single tick, it’s a safe bet that I’m supposed to be the one filling it.
Opening the portal to his pocket dimension, Yuki beckoned Kasumi, Vee and Aurora over to analyze the demonic script for him.
"The sex cult’s inner sanctum door requires a massive threshold of Essence Points—or ’Lust Energy’—to unlock," Kasumi explained, reading the demonic writing with surprising ease. "Members of the cult are required to drain their sacrifice’s lifeforce and complete specific designated tasks before leaving. Once finished, you are rewarded."
She paused, squinting at the fine print beneath the sigil before her face flushed slightly. "We need to... milk Yuki in order to unlock the door and leave. Also, if you’re planning to explore the deeper levels, there are going to be more doors like this all over the facility. It’s a security measure to ensure only cult members and Succubi can pass through."
"Oh? And what’s the specific task listed under the point requirement?" Yuki asked.
"Make the sacrifice climax four times... via oral assistance," Kasumi squeaked nervously.
"..."
"Well! That’s that then!" Vee chimed in, stepping back with a smug grin. "Kasumi, this one’s all you! I’ll take the next door!"
"Huh?!" Kasumi gasped, her head snapping toward her.
"You’ve always liked making fun of Yuki’s face when he gets a blowjob, so consider this a special treat," Vee chuckled sheepishly. "Aurora, come along. We’ll leave this to them while you join Yuki in finishing the mission. This place is crawling with hostile energy, so we need you at full strength to fight."
"Makes sense to me," Aurora nodded in solemn agreement.
"What?! No! You can’t just leave me here!" Kasumi squealed.
Before she could protest any further, Vee grabbed Aurora and dragged her back into the pocket dimension, sealing the portal behind them and leaving Kasumi alone with Yuki and the unconscious elven woman.
After reviving the elven woman, Yuki and Kasumi subjected her to a quick interrogation. They learned that the compound extended six floors underground and that there was no way out without direct permission from one of the cult’s higher-ups. Yuki was effectively trapped on this level. The elven handler, on the other hand, could leave whenever she wished—though doing so meant forfeiting her payout for the night.
Noticing the elven woman’s visible distress, Yuki leaned in close, comforting her with a gentle, reassuring tone. He promised that he would handle everything and ensure her safety, telling her to simply head to his safehouse in town and wait for his return.
"R-Really? You would do that for me?" she stammered, teary-eyed.
"I will. I’m a man of my word, after all."
"Thank you!" she cried, bowing deeply to him. "Thank you so much!"
"It was my pleasure. Now, it’s time for you to go before the others notice something is wrong."
"Right! I’ll unlock the door for you!"
The elven woman quickly stepped over to the heavy door, using her handler authorization to disarm the mechanism. The door clicked open with a heavy thud. Giving them one last grateful bow, she bolted out of the compound as fast as her legs could carry her.
"See? What did I tell you? I’m a professional," Yuki said smugly, dusting off his sleeves. "We didn’t even have to do anything. Now, Kasumi, stick close to me. I don’t want to lose you in a place like this."
"I will," she replied, taking a step closer and holding onto his arm.
Yuki and Kasumi navigated their way through the inner sanctum of the cult, pushing deeper subterranean levels. However, they found very little of actual value or strategic importance. Every hallway looked identical—endless rows of private rooms filled with feral elves draining the life force of various other species.
Arriving at the massive double doors leading into the second subterranean floor, Yuki raised his hand, preparing to break the lock. Suddenly, his senses spiked. Heavy, deliberate footsteps were echoing down the corridor toward them.
Yuki braced himself, expecting a high-ranking demon or a corrupted elven guard to round the corner.
Instead, the figure that stepped out of the shadows left him utterly frozen.
She was definitely not a demon, nor an elf. Standing directly in front of him was his ex-wife, Elena.
Like Yuki, her physical form had changed entirely since coming to this world, she was no longer human, but a Beastkin. A cat-woman, complete with sharp feline eyes and a twitching tail.
"Hello, Yuki," Elena said, her voice practically dripping with venom.
"Hello, Elena," Yuki replied, his entire demeanor shifting instantly to cold hostility.
"Fancy seeing you in a place like this," she sneered, looking him up and down. "Then again, not really. A sex cult is right up your alley, isn’t it?"
"Even after all these years and in a completely different world, you’re still the same cranky, bitter woman, huh?" Yuki scoffed.
"Well, I wonder why that is?" she snapped, taking a step forward. "Maybe because of someone standing right in front of me!"
"Tsk!" Yuki clicked his tongue, turning his head slightly toward Kasumi. "Kasumi, this is—"
"No need for introductions. She and I are already acquainted," Elena interrupted coolly. "The same goes for your other lover, Vee. We met a while ago. But seeing as you didn’t even know that, it seems you’re still as clueless and oblivious as ever."
"I’m not the same," Yuki gritted his teeth.
"Yes, yes, the brain injury. I heard all about it," Elena mocked, waving a dismissive hand. "You couldn’t travel like you wanted to anymore, so you turned into some pathetic shut-in streamer. But strip all that away, and you’re still the exact same pushover. You act all soft and sweet, but let’s be honest with ourselves, you’re just a coward who lets people walk all over him."
"You have the absolute nerve to walk into my life and call me a coward after all the shit you pulled?!" Yuki snarled, his eyes flashing with rage.
"Am I wrong, though? Hmm?" Elena sneered, crossing her arms. "Because you always find a way to wriggle out of conflict by being all nice, wasting precious time and resources! How did you get out of that first room, huh? Because I know for a fact it wasn’t because you actually fucked the elf! What did you do, Yuki? Promise to take care of her and pay her for her troubles?"
She took another step closer, pointing a sharp finger directly at his chest. "See, that’s the fundamental problem with you. You never take control. You’re never strict with anyone!"
"So you’re mad that I’m nice?!" Yuki yelled.
"I’m mad that you’re a bitch!" Elena screamed back.