I have to admit, my heart’s surprisingly big. Right now, I’m happily licking a candy while lying on Carol’s lap—the very spot where the black-haired beauty just spanked me moments ago. I don’t look the slightest bit chastened, not even resembling someone who’d just been punished. Even Carol couldn’t help but remark:
“Seems the earlier punishment didn’t trouble His Great Demon King much… Was I not firm enough?”
Her words stunned me. *Not firm enough? Are you kidding?!*
That spanking alone halved my HP bar. Any harder, and I wouldn’t just be troubled—I’d be dead. Carol, are you trying to assassinate your Overlord?! …Of course, I’d never say that aloud.
From my years of experience—okay, *hours*—I knew arguing about intensity with Carol was pointless. Time for the ultimate weapon: adorableness. I instantly switched to a pitiful pout, gazing up at the dark-haired beauty with teary eyes.
“Uwaa… D-Does Carol-nee *really* wanna punish Sibyl-chan again? But Sibyl-chan already promised to be goodies…”
Let’s be real—this speech was cringey and infantile. But as some wise person once said (let’s pretend it was Lu Xun), *“A loli who refers to herself by name sounds extra cute.”* I was putting that theory to the test.
*What?* You’re asking about that undignified promise I made? Pfft! That wasn’t *me* talking—it was this body’s unreliable instincts blurting out a contract worse than a signed confession while getting spanked. Now I’m stuck honoring it.
Still… perfect for weaponized cuteness in moments like this.
Carol clearly hadn’t expected this reply. A rare flicker of panic crossed her eyes before she gently stroked my head.
“Don’t worry. As long as His Great Demon King behaves, there’ll be no punishment.”
“Really?” My sky-blue eyes shimmered faintly, brimming with hope like a child begging parents for a new toy.
*Damn, I should’ve gone to the Central Academy of Drama back in my world.*
Time had transformed me. Hours ago, I’d fumbled awkwardly in this body—even my attempts at cuteness felt forced. Now? Every pout and blink came with unsettling familiarity.
Before my reincarnation, I’d been a perfectly normal guy. The old me would *never* have spoken like this.
But now… it felt like my consciousness was slowly merging with this body’s instincts. The shame and discomfort were fading, replaced by heartbreaking fluency.
A chilling thought, perhaps—but I had no energy to dwell on it. Because Carol’s response was a kiss.
*Boop.*
Warm, soft pressure landed on my forehead. A strange energy rippled through my skin, seeped into my veins, then flooded my mind. My entire being glowed with cozy warmth.
【Real-Time Combat Data】
【HP: 300/300】
【Mana: 1000/1000】
【Buffs: Full Stomach (slight agility boost), Basic Soul Guard (minor mental fortification, immunity to malice from specific individuals. Source: Carol. Duration: 5 days)】
【Debuffs: None】
【Reputation (XP): Lv.1 0/100】
Carol’s kiss had granted me the “Basic Soul Guard” buff. No idea what it did, but since it was listed under *Buffs*, it couldn’t hurt.
“This means I cannot harm you in any way for five days,” Carol murmured tenderly, her eyes overflowing with affection. “A Succubus’s kiss seals a Soul Guard pact. Ironic, isn’t it? Yet it’s far more unbreakable than any angel’s vow. Betrayal is impossible. May this ease your mind, my peerless Great Demon King Sibyl.”
My cuteness barrage had clearly triggered her protective instincts. *Hmph. Even a hardcore lolicon pervert like her surrenders before my ultimate moe technique.*
“And after five days?” I pressed greedily, hoping to lock this down forever.
Carol wasn’t fooled. Her smile stayed gentle but firm.
“That depends on your behavior.”
“…Fair enough.”
I nodded. Regardless, this pact guaranteed absolute safety around Carol for five days—a godsend.
Staying near her was like finding the save room in a horror game. No more jumping at ghosts sneaking up from behind.
*Wait… Is she doing this to buy time for some hidden agenda?*
…Doesn’t matter. Even if it’s a trap, I can’t refuse.
More urgent were the traitors who’d dared disturb my nap—and whether others lurked in the Demon Kin ranks. *Those* were the real threats to my life.
After the feeding, spanking, and comforting interludes, I finally got down to real Overlord business: gathering intel.
