Broken Possessors of Infinite Regression Academy

“Alright, I win. What are you waiting for? Hand it over.”

“…”

Pouting, Priscilla glared at Rosalia and handed over the money.

A single silver coin. Compared to the positions of the two—the Crown Princess, who was all but guaranteed to become the next Emperor, and the next head of one of the Empire’s three great ducal houses—the amount exchanged between them was pitifully meager.

It was only possible because neither of them had any need for money. In this bet, the amount of money won was less important than the fact that one side had emerged victorious and claimed the prize from the loser.

Laura chuckled.

“Don’t be too disappointed, Priscilla. After all, you were up against me. It’s only natural that you lost, so don’t take it too hard.”

It was a classic case of trolling.

Priscilla pretended not to hear, shooting Rosalia a sulky glance. Her lips were stuck out in a pout.

“You said it would never happen, no matter what.”

“Well, if I may offer an excuse—”

“Never mind. I don’t need to hear it. Wasn’t I right? Girls like you, who pretend to be innocent and act like they’re guarding their purity, are the ones who become the most obsessed once they get a taste of it.”

“Ugh…”

The terms of the bet between the two were simple: how many times would Rosalia pester Mira after their first time? Laura had bet on a double-digit number, while Priscilla had thought it would be in the single digits, considering it was Rosalia’s first time.

And this was the result.

“Lascivious nun.”

“…”

“Saint.”

“…”

“Pervert.”

“That’s not even remotely close to the original meaning!”

Perhaps feeling a twinge of guilt, Rosalia trembled as she listened without offering any retorts. Priscilla, however, showed no mercy as she shot back:

“It doesn’t have to be the original meaning. You should embrace your talent and ask Nika to teach you a thing or two. If you enjoyed it so much that you kept pestering Mira to the point of fainting from the pleasure, then you clearly have a knack for it.”

“…”

“It’s okay, Rosalia. It’s only natural to feel that way. I did, too. It’s only to be expected for a woman.”

Nika offered a comforting smile as she spoke, not distorting the truth in any way. Rosalia, left speechless, stood there with a blank expression.

“Even succubi are said to become so engrossed in the pleasure during their first time that they forget about extracting life force or absorbing mana. If that’s the case for us, imagine how it must be for humans.”

“Is that supposed to be comforting? Am I supposed to be happy to hear that from a succubus?”

It might have been meant as comfort, but coming from a succubus, it just sounded like teasing.

“It’s an accurate description, so why are you getting worked up about it?”

The Demon Lord, sitting at the table with her younger sister, spoke with her mouth full of dessert, her cheeks puffed out. All the treats had been brought to them by Rosalia.

The reason Rosalia had been able to stay with them for so long was largely due to the two goddesses’ understanding of the situation and their decision to give them space. They had attempted to appear several times but had failed, ultimately opting to remain inside the Holy Spear.

“Why don’t you give up your position as a saint and join our side? It’s a useless title anyway. If you come over to my side, I’ll let you join me in teasing Equinox.”

At this suggestion, the Goddess shot Rosalia a resentful glance. Rosalia, feeling guilty, averted her eyes. Leona and Latina, who had been sitting beside them and wiping their mouths, smiled awkwardly.

“Once again, I must clarify: I never said any of those things. I never referred to human male reproductive fluid as ‘sin’, nor did I claim that injecting it into a saint’s body would absolve one of their sins, nor did I suggest using the mouth or other orifices as a form of repentance. All of that was the saint’s own doing.”

“Please… could you stop bringing that up? I know, I know.”

Rosalia’s voice was meek and small as she made her request. The Goddess pouted, her lips sticking out like Priscilla’s, and took a bite of chocolate. She seemed particularly aggrieved that her name had been used in such a context.

“…”

Fortunately or unfortunately, she didn’t seem to notice that Leona, sitting right next to her, was deliberately averting her gaze. After all, the Hero had done something similar, using the Goddess’s name in the heat of the moment.

Leona, who had been involved with Latina, remained silent, as did Latina herself.

“I don’t mind if you use my name. Go ahead and use me however you like, current Demon Lord.”

Hearing her older sister’s words, Latina, who had been brushing crumbs off her clothes, widened her eyes in surprise. Leona and the Goddess reacted similarly, and even Nika looked taken aback as she asked:

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Yes. I’m not as uptight as my little sister here. Feel free to use my name however you like.”

“Wow, that’s great! Thank you. Would you like another treat?”

“Hmm. I won’t refuse.”

Nika offered a cookie, and the Demon God quietly accepted it. The Goddess of Light pouted at her sister.

“That’s unfair, sister. What am I supposed to do now?”

“I stepped in because you need to remain as the Goddess of Light. It doesn’t matter for me since I’m already the Demon God. I’ve never heard of a witch preserving her chastity, only a saint.”

“A witch? What’s that?”

“It’s just a word I made up. If a woman who uses divine power is a saint, then a woman who uses demonic power is a witch. I only needed one representative as the Demon King, so there was no need to divide it further. Hmm, this is delicious. Do you have another one?”

“Of course. Here you go.”

The Demon God quietly accepted another cookie and began munching on it. Despite her stern tone and haughty expression, she was as cute as ever, just like Mini Latina.

Original Latina nudged Leona.

“Are you interested in switching to the Demon God, Leona? It seems like remaining with goddess would be a bit more restrictive.”

“Don’t put strange ideas into my knight’s head! The saint already did something like that! Don’t try to take my knight away from me too! One saint doing such things is more than enough!”

Mini Leona pouted and hugged Original Leona tightly. Leona maintained her awkward smile.

“… .”

The victim, in the end, was Rosalia.

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The appearance of the Gate changed not only Earth but also the world in Laura’s novel.

The Demon World was one of those changes.

It was thanks to the Gate that the war between humans and demons had calmed down, and it was also the driving force behind Nika’s ambition to unify the Demon World and achieve a ceasefire.

Without the battles against monsters, even if a ceasefire was achieved, war would have inevitably broken out again someday. After all, blood and violence were in the nature of demons.

“What about the other demons?”

“They seem to be more receptive to my ideas than before. There was no open opposition to my proposal.”

“Only on the surface?”

“Well, even as the Demon King, I can’t read minds. They agreed to my proposal on the surface. It’s still a good thing. Even if they grumble or disagree in their hearts, they won’t openly oppose me. It’s a small sacrifice to make for a ceasefire agreement. It’s not our concern how many demons die.”

Nika smiled brightly. She had just returned from negotiating with the opposition.

“If that had happened on Earth…”

“We could have destroyed a country or two without breaking a sweat.”

The gap between Earth and this world was widening. Recently, an S-rank Gate on Earth was comparable to a D-rank Gate in this world.

So, objectively and subjectively, an S-rank Gate in this world was a disaster in itself. A representative example was the Gate that appeared in the Demon World not long ago.

The ‘S-rank Gate of this world’ appeared in the middle of a battlefield where the loyalists and the opposition were engaged in a fierce battle, and immediately caused a Dungeon Break, erasing 30% of the available troops on both sides.

The two sides, suffering tremendous losses, were so shocked that they formed a temporary alliance. As a bonus, the area around the Gate became a land of death that even the Demon Sword couldn’t easily reverse.

“If the Master hadn’t come, the damage would have been even greater, but… it’s troublesome if too many die.”

However, even with the two factions forming an alliance, they couldn’t handle the boss and monsters that emerged from the Gate, so Nika had no choice but to come to me for help.

After that incident, even the demons who were vehemently opposed to Nika’s rule had to reconsider their stance.

“What about your children? Are they okay with it?”

“They’re more than okay. They’re excited about the prospect of sucking the life force out of humans.”

“Why?”

“Hmm… I think it’s because they feel they can take the lead when it comes to humans. I didn’t ask them directly, so I’m not sure.”

It was a strange reason, but I decided to let it go. As long as they didn’t kill anyone, it didn’t matter.

“Anyway, because of that, I lost quite a bit of life force…”

Nika, who had transformed from the Succubus Queen to Maid Yustera, smiled bashfully.

The skin that had been mostly exposed was now covered by a neat maid outfit, and despite the modest attire, her large breasts were still prominently displayed.

“You’ll give me life force, right?”

Nika didn’t wait for an answer and buried her face between my legs, using her tongue and head to pass the time. She only resurfaced when the Sword Saint arrived to deliver the Emperor’s message.

The Sword Saint, with an incredulous look on her face, straightened her clothes and glanced between Nika, who was swallowing, and me, who was sitting there nonchalantly.

“Do you know how a subordinate is supposed to react when they see their boss doing something like this?”