Broken Possessors of Infinite Regression Academy

“Master, master.”

Nika, who had been standing just fine a moment ago, suddenly cooed in a nasal voice, acting coyly.

The voluptuous yet soft breasts encased in her maid outfit gently pressed against my back, crushing them, and her hands gently wrapped around my neck. Her lips, right next to my ear, whispered sweetly.

“I’ve been thinking about it… Lately, I’ve had a lot of managing to do in the Demon World, haven’t I?”

“Yes.”

She spent more time as the Succubus Queen than as a maid, so it was obvious. It was a stark contrast to the past when she wouldn’t return to the Demon World for weeks at a time.

After hearing from Beatrice that she should give up serving me and just be the Succubus Queen, she had been trying to create more time for me, but most of the time, it wasn’t feasible.

“I think I need to raise the caliber of my subordinates and distribute the work. But, Master, to do that, I’ll need a lot—a lot—of vital energy…”

Nika lightly bit my earlobe. The sound of slurping filled my eardrums. Her tongue licked my earlobe, and she let out a sticky moan and breath. Her actions were obviously intentional.

I turned my head slightly and kissed her.

“Mmm… Mmph.”

Nika, who had initially flinched in surprise, calmly accepted my tongue. The weight of a woman pressed against my back, and our tongues intertwined, tasting the mixture of two flavors.

The soft, squishy tongue unique to succubi explored every corner of my mouth, absorbing vital energy along with it. After a long while, our lips finally parted.

Nika pouted, expressing her reluctance, and carefully licked my lips to clean them. After finishing the cleaning, her tongue stuck out, revealing the mark of obedience engraved on it, glowing a vivid pink.

Nika swallowed the saliva that had pooled in her mouth, confirming that it was empty. Of course, there was nothing there to begin with.

“Is that enough now?”

“……You’re too much, Master. You know that’s not what I’m looking for.”

Her breathing became rapid, and her eyes gradually lost focus, indicating that she was in heat.

I knew. In the past, it would have been impossible for her to be satisfied with just a kiss after having experienced true absorption. But I had a reason for being so brazen despite knowing this.

“What are you doing right now?”

“Ow! Ow! It hurts! Head Maid!”

Beatrice was right next to us.

Beatrice pulled on her soft cheek, and Nika was dragged in the direction of the pull. Her face turned glum, and a scream escaped her lips. Of course, she wasn’t really in pain.

“Act like a proper maid. If you try to climb on top of the young master like that, I won’t forgive you.”

“Yes, Head Maid…….”

Nika pouted and straightened her clothes. Even though she had become the Demon King, she didn’t want to defy Beatrice. It was a relief that even as the Demon King, Nika was still Nika.

“If you have nothing else to do, go and clean, Yustera.”

“Hing, yes…….”

Nika, looking glum, trudged towards the hallway. Beatrice watched her retreating back with a disapproving gaze.

“Are you alright, young master?”

“Of course, I’m fine. Beatrice, what about you…?”

I started to respond but trailed off. I wondered if Beatrice had any immunity to this kind of thing. Considering her age, she might, but I wasn’t sure.

‘Wait. Age?’

Come to think of it, how old was Beatrice? I had never asked her age before, and whenever I tried to, she skillfully evaded the question. So, I didn’t know her actual age.

I did some quick calculations. First, she had been assigned to me as my exclusive maid since I was born, so at the very least, she had to be my age plus a few years. And the minimum age for a maid in the Crate family was 16.

In other words, she had to be at least 34 years old, but there was something else to consider: Beatrice had been the head maid since she was assigned to me.

It was ridiculous to think that a mere 16-year-old apprentice maid could be the head maid.

‘It’s impossible to distinguish by appearance.’

Beatrice, with her youthful appearance, could pass for her mid-20s at most, early 20s at a normal glance, and even late teens if she tried hard enough. That’s why I was so confused.

“Young master?”

Beatrice cautiously approached me, concerned about my sudden silence. I gazed at her for a moment before asking a question.

“Can you tell me your age?”

“……Are you asking about my age?”

“Yeah. I’ve never heard it before, and every time I tried to ask in the past, you avoided the question. You’ve always looked the same, even since I was a child.”

Beatrice hesitated for a moment before assuming a determined expression.

“I think it’s time to reveal the truth to you, young master.”

“The truth? What truth?”

“I am actually a grand magician. So, it’s natural that I don’t age.”

“……Huh?”

“I’m joking. Since you’ve always seen me being embarrassed, consider it a small revenge.”

Beatrice, with an expressionless face, smiled at my shocked expression. It was a contradictory smile, with only the corners of her mouth turning up while her eyes remained unchanged.

“It was just a joke,” she said, but perhaps it wasn’t. Or maybe she was wearing an artifact like Ibrante, which didn’t change her appearance.

“Would you like some more tea, young master?”

Only Beatrice knew the truth.

……

“Maid outfits are pretty sexy, huh?”

“……?”

I looked at Priscilla, wondering what she was talking about. She continued nonchalantly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“Don’t you think maid outfits are pretty sexy?”

“I heard you the first time, so you don’t have to repeat it. What are you talking about all of a sudden? Why would you say they’re sexy?”

“I was just thinking about it when I looked at Nika.”

All eyes turned to her.

It was true that such things had become more frequent lately. Ever since they had crossed the line once, it seemed like they had no self-control. I had to reject most of their advances because I felt like my body wouldn’t be able to handle it if I gave in to all their desires.

“Ah, I am pretty sexy, aren’t I? Thank you for the compliment.”

Being a succubus, Nika smiled slyly and slightly emphasized her chest.

“But I don’t think it’s that sexy since it’s not skin-tight or revealing. It’s ambiguous, isn’t it? Unless you’re talking about stimulating fetishes.”

“Isn’t stimulating fetishes the same as being sexy?”

Priscilla tilted her head.

“They’re completely different. There’s even a fetish for the smell of wet dirt, so is wet dirt sexy?”

“Hmm… How about this? Maid outfits can send a signal without saying a word. If you tie a butterfly ribbon to the back of each shoe, it means you’re asking your master to do whatever they want with you.”

“Really?”

Nika’s eyes lit up dangerously. She immediately created a butterfly-shaped ribbon and attached it to the back of her heel, then turned around. Her heels were exposed. Beatrice looked unsure of what to do.

“Do you understand, Master? I’ll wait for you anytime.”

Her body turned back to face me. Her arms were still pressed against her chest. Despite the fact that the size of her chest had been increased separately, the fabric still looked a size too small and was stretched to its limit.

My uneasy feeling soon became a reality. There was an ominous sound of tearing, followed by a popping button.

“Oh my?”

The torn fabric revealed bare skin and cleavage.

The warm air that had been trapped inside escaped, and the soft-looking mass of fat was pressed against the fabric. The squeezed breast flesh poked out through the hole where the button had popped off.

Nika, who had been looking for the button to fix her outfit, suddenly gave me a meaningful smile, lifted her skirt, and awkwardly fell to the floor.

Crash, a plate that had been next to her shattered. Her skirt had been lifted, revealing her buttocks and thighs. Nika got up in a hurry, but it was too late.

“Master… I broke the plate… I’m sorry. I’ll do anything, so please don’t throw me away…….”

It was an impressive acting performance, as if she were truly begging for her life. Or perhaps it was an instinctual reaction for a succubus.

“See? It’s sexy, isn’t it?”

Priscilla proudly puffed out her chest. Ignoring the fact that there was no reason to be proud in the first place, I knew what I had to do.

I quietly stepped aside. Behind me, Beatrice, with a burning gaze, stepped forward. Nika hurriedly got up, but it was too late.

“Yustera.”

“S, Head Maid?!”

“What are you doing in front of everyone? Even if you’re a succubus, can’t you distinguish between public and private matters?”

Nika stammered in front of Beatrice, who was scolding her. Beatrice bent down slightly, and her skirt lifted up a little, revealing the back of her shoes. There was a ribbon tied in the shape of a butterfly.

“……?”

I had definitely seen it before, but after hearing that earlier, I couldn’t help but feel conscious of it.