Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Lancer Kiyohime, who possesses the blood of a dragon, and Assassin Shuten-dōji, the leader of the Oni of Mount Ōe.

Although Yustiza managed to win over the saint of Tama Ward, Chitose Manzuru, to assist her, Tama Ward ultimately repelled the invasion of the Hundred Demons.

However, both demon species' attack methods contain toxins.

Chloe, who fought head-on, inevitably suffered some minor injuries, leaving residual poison in her body.

However, he noticed something that even his mother hadn't noticed.

Looking at the concerned face in front of her, Chloe felt a little dazed.

"How's your stomach? Does it still hurt?"

"Huh? Oh, it's alright."

"It's alright, but not great. Okay, come with me."

Without a word, Samael grabbed Chloe's arm and pulled her to the sofa in the living room.

Then he turned around and took out some fruit juice and yogurt from the refrigerator next to him, made a drink, drew a few runes on the glass, chanted some incantations, and handed the mixed fruit juice and yogurt to Chloe on the sofa.

"It's good for your appetite and digestion. Drink it, and you'll feel better afterward."

Chloe could tell that although the words weren't very friendly, the actions showed genuine concern.

The little girl obediently took the cup, and like a cat, first licked it to taste it. Then her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but sip it in big gulps, her little face showing a hint of satisfaction.

Clearly, she really liked this sweet and sour drink.

Soon, as Chloe swallowed the unusual potion, the burning and throbbing in her stomach subsided, and her tense body relaxed, revealing her flat and smooth chocolate-colored belly.

"Feeling better?" Samael wiped his hands, put the cup back in its place, and asked.

"I'm still not feeling well." Chloe blinked, then glanced at the man who didn't seem angry, gradually mustering her courage, and pointed to her lower abdomen, which was faintly rumbling. "How about you rub it for me?"

Samael shook his head, placed his hand on Chloe's lower abdomen, and gently massaged it, catalyzing the impurities accumulated in the girl's stomach and intestines.

Instantly, the low rumbling in my lower abdomen disappeared, my stomach and intestines were enveloped in a warm sensation, and my body felt as if I were soaking in a hot spring, my muscles relaxed and my pores opened.

Chloe couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan, lying casually on the sofa with her limbs outstretched, like a kitten basking in the sun, showing off her soft belly.

Soon, she broke out in a sweat and felt thirsty. Her eyes darted around the empty cup on the table, and she couldn't help but lick her lips.

Suddenly, Chloe frowned, clutched her lower abdomen with both hands, and looked pitiful.

"Oh dear, my stomach seems to be hurting again. Could I have another one of those?"

Samael nodded, then got up and prepared a new cup of magically enhanced fruit juice yogurt for the little patient on the sofa, and handed it to him.

Chloe, who had been feeling unwell, suddenly perked up and quickly picked up her drink, sipping it with satisfaction.

Samael watched Chloe sipping her fruit yogurt, trying hard to control her appetite so she wouldn't finish it in one gulp, and shook his head with a slight chuckle.

"You seem to really like this?"

"No, I'm just sick."

When Chloe was exposed, she looked embarrassed and tried to defend herself while blushing.

"As expected, you're just like Ilya, even your tastes are the same..."

"Ilia?"

Chloe paused slightly upon hearing the somewhat unfamiliar name.

"Well, my daughter with Alice, is she your sister? Probably..."

On a whim, Samael casually recounted some of his experiences after the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City to Chloe, and introduced the girl before him to the "special gains" he and Irisviel had made on their trip to Einzbernburg.

As parents, it's inevitable to show off the results of their parenting to others, and Samael is no exception.

However, he did not notice that as Chloe listened to his description of Ilya, she gradually lowered her head, her face growing increasingly somber.

However, Samael then noticed that the little girl next to him had drooped her head and inexplicably fallen silent, so he couldn't help but ask her what was wrong.

"What's wrong? Are you still not feeling well?"

Chloe looked up at the sound, nodded with a pained expression.

"I feel a little dizzy, probably a lingering effect of last night's battle."

Samael frowned and asked, "How about I help you back to rest first? That kind of foreign substance in magic is still a bit troublesome for heroic spirits."

Chloe shook her head slightly, her gaze firm and confident.

"No need! We have other ways to deal with this situation."

"Another way?" Samael's mind raced with curiosity.

"Want to know? Come on, sit still, and I'll show you right now."

Chloe stood up from the sofa, solemnly grabbed Samael's shoulders, and pressed him back down onto the sofa.

Her fair little hands cupped his cheeks, her expression solemn.

"Watch carefully, I will only demonstrate it once!"

Since the matter involved secrets of the shogunate, Samael sat up straight, ready to await the revelation of the secret.

The next moment, a strange smile appeared on Chloe's face. She lowered her head and officially announced the [answer].

In an instant, a hand that had slid to Samael's chest pushed him down, and soft lips sealed the ancient snake's mouth.

"Waaah~!"

Samael was about to open his mouth to speak when that nimble pink tongue took advantage of the opening, bypassing his teeth and entering his mouth, scooping out and sucking up the saliva inside.

This kissing skill was not only self-taught, but had even reached a level of consummate skill, to the point that it seemed to draw out even the soul from one's head.

By the time Samael snapped out of his daze, Chloe, who was straddling him, had already raised her head contentedly, her pink tongue greedily licking away the last bit of glistening substance from the corner of her lips, her little face flushed with pleasure.

"I'm full, thank you for the meal!"

The rising intonation carried a hint of smugness.

Samael sat up from the sofa, his face full of black lines.

"This is...your method?"

"Yup!"

Chloe nodded seriously, her face full of innocence.

"Think about it, the foreign substances in the magic at night can harm Heroic Spirits, but have a negligible effect on humans. If that's the case, wouldn't it be more effective to suppress the erosion within the body by directly absorbing the necessary magic?"

That seems to make sense...bullshit!

Samael's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his mouth twitched violently.

That girl definitely did it on purpose!

If I remember correctly, Chloe was originally a Servant who appeared in the world by accident without a Master. She always needed magical energy, but she preferred the simplest method without a contract, which was to supply magical energy through mucous membrane contact.

Therefore, she earned the nickname "Kissing Demon".

That is, the brown little devil forcibly inserts a kissing scene whenever there is a flaw, plunging the living room into a freezing point.

Clearly, having navigated the turbulent waters of Yustissa, he had inadvertently capsized in Chloe's little ditch, only to be pinned down and forcibly kissed.

I was so blinded by greed that I actually believed her lies!

Samael's teeth itched, and he glared hatefully at Chloe across from him.

"...What does that look mean? I know! You must be really looking forward to this, right? Doing something naughty with a cute girl, honestly, that's so erotic!"

At this moment, Chloe immediately crossed her arms, put on a terrified look, and withdrew from the sofa, solemnly declaring with a look of disgust.

"Don't get me wrong, this is still a medical procedure, a medical procedure!"

That being said, his ruby-like eyes were filled with a deep cunning and mockery.

In a daze, Samael seemed to see a little devil with two horns on its head, holding a fork, and a tail wagging behind it.

Or perhaps it would be more appropriate to call her a little succubus...

No wonder she was raised by Yustissa, she's just like that woman.

If you don't discipline them for three days, they'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles!

The Demon King, having been teased by the little succubus, gritted his teeth and searched around for something useful to teach her a lesson.

"Oh dear, I feel dizzy, my head is spinning. I'm going to sleep now."

However, having learned from Yustissa's experience, Chloe, who was prepared, fled before Samael could even lash out, quickly hiding in her bedroom for refuge.

Samael, a step too slow, could only sit on the sofa and stare blankly at the tightly locked door.

Never mind, I'll settle the score with you later.

The ancient snake secretly made a heavy note in its little notebook about this little devil who dared to provoke it, then got up, tidied up some things, and walked into its bedroom with a soft hum.

However, as soon as he stepped halfway through the door, his body froze.

"What are you doing, Ms. Okita?"

"By order of the general, I will keep a close watch on you!"

In the corner of the bedroom, a swordswoman dressed in a blue haori, holding her beloved sword Kikuichimonji Norimune, and wearing a black scarf, slowly opened her eyes and stared intently at her target.

Samael raised his hands, explaining with a wry smile.

"That was just a joke Yustissa was playing on you, don't take it seriously."

"Orders are orders!"

The swordswoman remained unmoved and gave a cool reply.

Samael stared at the unyielding Okita Souji before him, veins bulging on his forehead, a dull ache in his head, and he couldn't help but groan as he pressed his brow.

"But I want to sleep..."

"It's okay, I promise I won't make a sound."

……

I've never seen anyone so stubborn!

Were all those ronin samurai from the Shinsengumi back then like this?

The ancient snake inwardly grumbled, then its eyes flashed and it smiled.

"That's certainly possible, and I support your work."

Upon hearing this, Okita Souji opened his eyes and looked at Samael opposite him with some surprise.

When did this guy become reasonable?

But then, the ancient serpent changed the subject, speaking in a low voice: "However, I seem to remember that the general's order was for you to be his personal bodyguard..."

His dark, vertical pupils brazenly scanned the swordswoman before him, his somewhat scorching gaze seemingly capable of burning through her clothes and scraping across every inch of her skin.

For a moment, Okita Souji, who was diligently performing his duties in the corner, stood stiff as a board, his eyes subconsciously looking towards the door.

"The door is open; you can leave anytime."

Samael first generously stepped aside, then shrugged, pointed to the door, and gave the other side ample space to escape.

"Or, if you want to go back and give an explanation, you can stand in the corridor and keep watch."

As he spoke, the ancient snake yawned, took off his clothes, and walked towards the bed, trying to make Okita Souji back down.

However, before he could even lift the covers, the swordswoman gritted her teeth, rushed onto the bed, lay down fully clothed, and firmly occupied a corner of the soft bed.

Oh my god, are you trying to pick a fight with me?

Samael was so angry that he ground his teeth. With his blood pressure soaring, he refused to tolerate this stubborn habit, fiercely stripped himself naked, and swaggered out to turn off the lights and get into bed.

But whether it was due to exhaustion or the excellent sleep quality of snakes, his eyelids began to droop as soon as his head touched the pillow, and his consciousness gradually sank.

The rhythmic breathing beside me seemed to possess a strange magic.

Okita Souji, who had been on edge, found himself relaxing and growing increasingly sleepy.

It's getting heavier and heavier...

Chapter Sixty-Two: Whose card will be chosen today?