Watching Ink Ash fall abruptly silent, the toad attendant—who’d been cut off mid-enthusiasm—asked in confusion, "Boss? Boss... are you even listening?"

"Of course I’m listening! As the Demon King, even if I can’t pull off properly infamous evil deeds right now, I’ll at least spread my seed across the land!"

"That’s it. I’ve decided... I’ll build a massive harem. Preferably one full of kidnapped women."

After deep contemplation, Ink Ash finally landed on a brilliant idea.

Just then, an ill-timed, icy voice pressed softly, "For example?"

"Need you even ask? Pure holy maidens, haughty queens, sacred knights, sheltered princesses—the purer and more untouchable, the better."

"This can’t possibly backfire into *good* deeds, right? No, the more I think about it, the more feasible it gets. I’m a genius!"

Convinced of its brilliance, Ink Ash slapped the table in excitement, stroking his smooth chin.

Watching the Great Demon King sink deeper into delusion, the toad attendant shot desperate glances and whispered, "Boss... Boss, calm down first."

"Quiet! Don’t interrupt my planning... I need a solid strategy. First, I’ll draft a top hundred beauty ranking across the continent. Then I’ll kidnap every single one. Perfect. Kill multiple birds with one stone."

Utterly absorbed in his scheme, Ink Ash began drafting concrete plans, oblivious to the world outside.

After hearing this "creative" ambition, slow, crisp applause echoed. "Oh? Not bad. But... did you forget something?"

"Forget? Impossible. I’m meticulous. No flaws here."

Frowning, Ink Ash mentally retraced his thoughts and found no gaps.

Meng Youlian, draped in a black-and-white maid uniform, gently caressed her cheek. A hypnotic smile curved her lips as chilling killing intent radiated from her entire being.

"What about seductive succubi? Why leave *me* out... my dear Great Demon King~?"

"Hey! Toad! Are you trying to die?! How could you not warn me someone was standing right behind me?!"

Ink Ash’s face froze. Cold sweat beaded on his brow as he shot a furious glare at the toad.

The toad attendant spread his hands helplessly. "I tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t let me speak!"

"Good work, Toad Attendant. You’re dismissed. The Great Demon King and I... have urgent matters to discuss."

With a casual wave, Meng Youlian glided forward on legs sheathed in fishnet stockings. She gently looped her arm through Ink Ash’s, smiling sweetly as she gave the order.

The toad attendant jumped to his feet, deliberately ignoring Ink Ash’s pleading gaze. "Understood, Boss Lady! I’ll ensure no one disturbs you!"

"Excellent. With that attitude... it’s time I promote you to Head Attendant."

Satisfied, Meng Youlian gave a light nod—a master of balancing reward and discipline.

Watching the bronze doors finally shut, feeling the soft, fiery press of her chest against his arm, Ink Ash knew escape was impossible. He steeled himself. "Youlian... you have to let me explain!"

"Explain? Make excuses for your wandering heart? Men truly are creatures who eat from their bowl while eyeing the pot... and sneak extra fish when no one’s looking."

Her slender phoenix eyes, violet and sharp, swept over his guilty face, thick with jealousy.

Caught red-handed by his own head maid, Ink Ash scratched his head sheepishly. "Actually, my main goal is to correct people’s misunderstandings about me! I don’t *really* want a harem..."

"I’m not listening! Everyone knows our Great Demon King once argued a grand scholar into spitting blood for three feet with nothing but his silver tongue."

Pouting stubbornly, Meng Youlian shook her head. "I won’t hear your lies!"

Seeing his head maid so unreasonable, Ink Ash hardened his voice to reclaim his authority. "My patience has limits. Last chance—will you listen?"

"This servant keeps her word. You want me to listen? Then I *won’t*~!"

She thrust forward her voluptuous curves, her bewitching face glowing with defiant charm as she huffed proudly.

Sighing helplessly, Ink Ash murmured, "Then I have no choice. You forced my hand."

"Wait—ahh! Stop... let go!"

Her startled cry melted into a soft mewl. In seconds, the fierce head maid was whimpering, "Please... stop..."

Gripping Meng Youlian’s heart-shaped succubus tail, Ink Ash smirked. "Think I don’t know your weak spot?"

"Cheater! That’s against the rules!"

She feebly pounded his chest with trembling fists, breathless and flushed.

Shedding all pretense of shame, Ink Ash’s smile turned wickedly regal. "Rules? I recall no such agreement. Now... will you listen properly?"

"No! I won’t listen at all!"

Her watery eyes glared stubbornly up at him as she gritted her teeth.

"Oh? So stubborn..."

He spun her around and pinned her against the icy wall, the Great Demon King’s laugh cold.

Beneath the blood-red sky and clamorous capital, he lowered his head and claimed her crimson lips without hesitation.

"Mmph—!!"

Electric tingles surged through her body.

Her pupils shrank, then blurred. After a futile struggle against her own shyness, the head maid soon wrapped her arms around the Great Demon King’s neck, responding with fervent passion—

The uniquely seductive allure of a succubus bloomed like a forbidden poppy, intoxicating and impossible to resist.

In the open sacred grounds of the demon race’s most pious sanctuary, a tender melody began to play, weaving into a symphony of desire...

Listen closely: a succubus’s tail... may only be touched by the one she loves.