D.E.M.O.N.S: Getting Summoned Weekly isn't so Bad

975 Chapter 975 Exit Stage Left, Enter Stage Right

With that somewhat ominous statement Bodeir simply left, saying “The ship will leave at 1:00pm tomorrow and my son WILL be on it. Don’t be late, unless you want to be playing catch-up.” Bodeir didn’t even looked surprised at the door when he looked pointedly at the ‘locked’ position of the nob. He just made it clear he knew… and then walked out. Kat just sort of… stared at the door for a few moments as everything that just happened washed over her.

Kat shook her head to clear it and wandered into the kitchen, grabbed a glass of water and then head into one of the sitting rooms. The chairs were more… bean bag adjacent things. They were fluffy seating that was set into the floor and mostly circular. Kat threw herself into one and let out a long sigh. “Welp. Now I have to deal with… this… and Lily is sleeping off her power trip. Sue is out probably getting fucked and I’m the only one around so I have to talk this through with myself…”

A flash few through Kat’s mind as she considered summoning her copy and hashing this out with her… but as soon as the thought finished solidifying a strange sense of disapproval seemed to come from nowhere. *Huh… is that… KatE? Or is that my subconscious? Lily? Hmm… I have more connections to my head then I thought. Still… that does seem to take that option off the table.*

“So what am I going to do with Bodeir? How much shit am I willing to put up with?” Kat asked the air. Really, it would depend on how Bodeir was likely to go about it. Kat knew she could put up with a lot of complaints against her personally… but if that went on too long Kat also knew that Lily would snap at him eventually… then he’d probably chastise either Lily, if he knew she was a person, or just tell Kat off for not ‘controlling her pet’ which would in turn set Kat off.

*Which… not an ideal scenario but certainly one I can see happening. I’ll have to talk to Lily and try to get her to just… let these things slide.* A large part of Kat’s mind pointed out that Kat still wouldn’t be willing to put up with any shit directed at Lily… so why would Lily accept Kat taking insults? Kat of course, pointed out that Lily had already done that at school. To which her mental voice pointed out that Lily didn’t have the power or confidence she does now.

*Huh… that’s actually a decent point. Lily probably held back a lot both because of how much physically weaker she was then me at the time and out of worry that I’d figure out she had a crush on me. Now that we’re dating and she’s a magical cat-girl… I’m doubtful she’d let anything too insulting pass. Doubly so now that she knows her magic is actually quite powerful. Or at least looks that way.*

Kat tapped her finger on the flooring nearby. It was still strange that so much of the ‘furniture’ was set into the ground, partially just to distract herself from the idea of an angry Lily… but she did stumble onto another interesting thought. *Probably due to the lack of wood. In fact… the rather simple table and chairs I found might actually be fancy dining equipment here. I guess I hadn’t really considered the logistics of something like that. Hmm… I wonder how spatial storage changes pricing for things like that? There’s no mass production so it’d still be expensive… but if someone just loaded up a storage ring with a forest’s worth of trees it could work out.*

Kat turned that thought over a few times to no real avail. It was an amusing thought at least… but it was now time to get back to Bodeir Jr… or maybe Sue? *Where is she? I mean obviously she stayed over to sleep with our guide… but when is she coming back? I hope I don’t have to go looking for her so she doesn’t miss the air boat. I really hope I don’t need to walk in on her and drag her out of there. God I’m glad I don’t know where she’s staying. I can use that as the perfect excuse if someone tries to con me into it.*

Just as Kat was basking in that thought, she heard a knock at the door. Frowning, she pulled herself up and walked to the door… and found Sue! “Oh! Sue you’re back! It’s good to see you… um… should I ask… about the… or… the…” Kat frowned as she tried to work out if it was polite to ask what had happened. Not about the sex… but the rather noticeable black eye Sue was sporting. Kat also now knew that a demon with purple skin moved closer to pink when it was bruised.

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“The sex was great, thanks for asking Kat!” said Sue with a smile that looked only slightly pained. Most of that was the half closed eye and the wince when her cheek moved.

“Yeah… I wasn’t talking about that… more the black? Is it still a black eye if your eye is pink? It’s not pink eye… that’s completely different. I think…” grumbled Kat.

Sue laughed and said, “Oh it’s nothing major, Hughlfe just kneed me in the face while I was suck-” Kat quickly slapped a hand over Sue’s mouth. She of course, immediately started licking and sucking on Kat’s fingers.

“Nope, I don’t want to know, not now that it’s clearly a weird sex thing… and would you cut that out?” said Kat as she pulled her hand away.

“Hey, if you’re going to stick something in my mouth I’m going to start sucking. The fact that you’re surprised by this is an honest disappointment to me,” retorted Sue.

“I’m not surprised in the slightest, I just don’t want your drool coating my fingers,” said Kat.

Sue gave Kat a confused look and said, “You do know it’s already dripped off your fingers, right? That’s just how your skin works right?”

Kat, not wanting to admit she HAD forgotten that point instead responded, “That doesn’t mean I want spit on my fingers for any length of time Sue. Just because it falls off quickly doesn’t mean the feeling in pleasant,”

Sue took a step back and placed her hand over her ‘heart’. This of course means that her hand was really grabbing a large amount of her tit. Sue even went through the trouble of squeezing it a bit as she pretended to look horrified. “Not pleasant? Kat you wound me. I can assure you that my skills are up to par. Why just this morning… and afternoon… and like ten minu-”

Kat, despite her better judgement, slapped a hand over Sue’s mouth again. Kat could feel Sue’s mouth shift into a grin before she started to lick Kat’s hand again. This time Kat just sighed, “Fine whatever be that way,”

Sue stepped back, stopping immediately and pouting, “Well it’s no fun if you’re just going to let me do it out of apathy. Where’s the emotion Kat? The lust, the joy, the anger, the reactions!”

“Sue, you’re my friend and I’m asexual. Having my fingers licked isn’t going to turn me on, and no amount of groping yourself will change that. As my friend though… it’s not like I care that much about the spit. It’s weird but I think my regeneration is enough to offset any issues it could cause… if it could even do anything in the first place,” said Kat blandly. “In fact… does that actually work for anyone?”

“You’d be surprised,” responded Sue. “Sometimes it’s the weirdest shit. Well… in this case most men start picturing me sucking on their-”

Kat once more slapped a hand over Sue. “I’ll do it again. I will, I swear,” Kat then took a step back and released her hand before Sue could start licking this time.

“Naw, Kat you’re bullying me! Lily! Kat’s bullying me! Wait…” Sue looked around with a frown, “Where is Lily?” concern laced Sue’s voice.

Kat made a placating gesture, “She’s asleep at the moment. Lily was initially worried about her magic… then she found out it works really well here… and she went a little… crazy with the casting… then passed out,”

“Ah… yup, that’d do it. It’s like runner’s high I think. Or well, that’s what I’ve heard. Anything else interesting happen?”

Kat groaned and nodded, “Look… it’s… it’s a bit of a story. I guess… I met Bodeir, the patriarch of the sect and Bodeir Jr’s father. Bodeir Jr who we’re guarding and well… it’s like this…” Kat started to recount her meeting with Bodeir, the ups, the downs, the rather emotional parts. She tried to cover everything in as much detail as she could. Kat wanted Sue’s feedback… even if most of the commentary was ‘I’d let him get that anger out with a good pounding’ and anything things of that nature.