This night, many tossed and turned, unable to sleep until the wee hours.

Lilith, forced into the role of a loli-shaped pillow, bore the brunt of it. Even deep into the night, sleep eluded her.

Her companion held her utterly defenseless, pressing her face squarely against the soft curves of her chest—making every breath feel like a sin.

*Could it be… that in this otherworld’s school dorms… sleeping stacked like this is actually the norm?*

Lilith tentatively touched her own body and let out a silent sigh.

*Like a tiger without claws—utterly powerless…*

A restless heat built inside her, growing worse by the minute, yet she couldn’t relieve it the way she used to.

Helpless. Frustrated. Trapped in a long, sleepless night.

Carefully, Lilith rolled over, shifting from her side to her back.

Any sudden movement would only make Viola tighten her grip, pulling her back into an even firmer embrace.

Steady, deep breaths whispered against Lilith’s ear, warm air brushing her bare shoulder.

Right now, she was half-propped atop Viola. If she sat up, she’d be straddling her sideways.

*The most suggestive position imaginable… yet utterly useless for anything.*

“What a sin…”

Tossing in the girl’s arms, Lilith suddenly empathized with the poor Hero still locked in the dungeon.

*Could Alquett really sleep like this every night?*

*No wonder… no wonder she always got so worked up over little Vi!*

*I think I finally understand everything!*

After this whirlwind of thoughts, Lilith resolved to help her new body fall asleep the only way she knew how—using her fingers.

As her body shifted slightly, Viola’s breathing beneath her grew uneven too, her eyelashes fluttering faintly.

…

…

The sweet night was far too short.

Blinding sunlight stabbed through the window, pricking Lilith’s eyelids.

Still half-asleep, she dreamed of staying up late gaming at her computer.

*Thud! Thud! Thud!*

“Open up! Lilith! Are you home?!”

In her dream, the computer tower suddenly rattled violently, belching thick smoke and a strange, sweet scent.

“Ugh… what’s happening… I just bought this RTX 5090…”

*Creak—CRASH!*

A soft click came from the door lock, followed by a violent shove. Jet-black, pointed high heels clicked sharply against the stone floor, jolting Lilith wide awake.

Beside her, Viola remained half-asleep, rubbing her eyes and mumbling, “Annoying…”—but Lilith had already shot upright.

“Crap! My morning shift!”

Barefoot, she leaped out of bed, frantically pulling on clothes.

“Underwear… chest wrap… petticoat… ribbons… gothic dress… crinoline… thigh-highs… boots—wait, I never wear thigh-highs… whose are these?!”

“Lilith! Why aren’t you replying to my messages?!”

A sultry, scolding voice echoed from the living room, freezing Lilith mid-motion.

*The Director’s voice!*

*I only overslept a little… How did she track me down at home? Is she this dedicated?!*

“You’re not still lazing in bed, are you, little sleepyhead? I’m coming in~”

The click of heels rushed closer. The bedroom door swung open without mercy.

A succubus stood in the doorway, clad in red high heels and holding a leather whip.

A vibrant halter top hung loosely off one shoulder, revealing smooth, creamy skin. Delicate black lace cradled generous curves, hinting at allure while radiating mature charm. Behind her, a pair of sharp, elegant demon wings—both powerful and graceful—added a fantastical touch to the scene.

Locked under that piercing, commanding gaze, Lilith froze mid-boot-strap.

“H-haha… D-Director Doros… good morning—”

“Morning? Look at the time! If we waited for your shift, the kids in the dungeon would starve—”

“I-I’m going! Right now! You can count on me—”

Lilith yanked on her boots, only to notice Doros’s gaze drifting past her, landing on the bed with keen interest.

“Hmm?”

Following her eyes, Lilith saw Viola curled tightly under the covers, only her small, wide-eyed face peeking out innocently.

“Oh~”

Doros let out a low, knowing hum, idly clapping her whip against her palm.

“Yesterday I messaged you to free up space for the new colleague… and *this* is how you ‘made room’? Impressive.”

“I… that… Director Doros… I can explain—”

“Call me *Sister*.”

“D-Director *Sister*… it’s really not what you think! I-I was forced—”

Doros watched Lilith scramble toward her, then suddenly flashed a sultry smile, tilting Lilith’s chin up with a finger.

“Who knew our sweet Lilith prefers girls over boys? And already so ‘compatible’ with the new hire~”

“Uh…”

“Next time you want this, just come to my room. Sister has *many* exciting new games to teach you… hands-on.”

Doros’s fingers carried a strange, intoxicating scent. Her voice coiled around Lilith’s ears.

Catching Viola’s intense stare, Doros cleared her throat, straightening up.

“But remember—taking advantage of a newbie? That’s punishable by regulation.”

“Yes! Your wise guidance is deeply engraved in my heart!”

Lilith snapped to attention, voice ringing with exaggerated sincerity—almost saluting.

“Hmm, good attitude~ Since it’s your first offense, I’ll let it slide.”

“Understood! Thank you, Director! I’ll head to work immediately—”

Lilith bolted for the door, only to be snagged by the collar and hauled back effortlessly.

“You’re not working the dungeon today.”

“Huh?”

Lilith froze for a moment.

“Is it… a holiday shift change?”

“No holiday—”

“…Work from home?”

“No. You’re simply not needed.”

“Paid leave? How could I possibly—”

“*Let me finish!*”

Doros set her down, then clamped a hand over Lilith’s mouth.

“Quiet. I talk. You listen. Understood?”

*Mmph! Mmph-mph!*

Doros released her as Lilith nodded frantically.

Twirling a strand of hair around her finger, Doros composed herself, then beamed.

“Long story short~ Your solo capture of the Hero has spread all over the Darklord Citadel~ I worried sick at first, but now everyone’s praising you! Fans even rushed the dungeon this morning just to catch a glimpse of you—our little Lilith’s a real hero now~”

“It’s nothing… all thanks to your guidance~ Without your nurturing, I’d be nothing~ Hehe—”

Lilith scratched her head sheepishly.

“Flatterer~” Doros pinched her cheek playfully. “The news reached the Great Demon King herself. She’s… *interested* in you. And she has a new mission for you. Do you grasp what this means?”

“Nope~”

Lilith blinked and shook her head—though she guessed: *Promotion. Transfer.*

But her newly awakened sixth sense, combined with hard-won emotional intelligence, made her play dumb. *Never steal the boss’s thunder.*

Just as expected, Doros chuckled knowingly, wagging a finger.

“You~ After capturing such a powerful Hero, still so clueless… Fine. Let Sister remind you. Remember your first day in the Darklord Citadel?”

“My first day…?”

Lilith’s eyes glazed over.

*That day… the most humiliating black mark in her history…*

*The day the noblest Dragonkin was demoted to boiling water for prisoners…*

Though it let her slack off peacefully, a part of her still couldn’t let it go.

“I… remember.”

“Good. Just like last time—the Great Demon King wishes to see you personally. This is your *second* audience with her. Behave this time. No more… *incidents*.”

“The Demonlord… wants to see *me*?”

“Mhm. Here’s your palace token. You know the way to the Demon Palace? She’s waiting.”

Doros pressed a purple-glowing token into Lilith’s hands.

“Got it! Off I go—”

They watched Lilith vanish out the door, token clutched tight. Silence settled over the room.

Doros turned to Viola, still huddled nervously in bed, and crooked a finger.

“Viola, right? Your first day. Since I’m here, let’s handle your initiation too. Come here, dear~”

“O-okay… Director…”

Doros licked her crimson lips, eyes gleaming like they’d found a delicious little cream puff.

“Every new recruit needs proper training from Sister, after all♡~”

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