Demonic Po*nstar System

Chapter 818: Speed Blitzing to Rank 4!

— KaisBicep: after that fight?? he’s still got energy for this?? 💀💀

— xo_valkyrie: the man was fighting shirtless for an hour and now he’s going to- oh my god

— MoonlitSinner: 🩸🩸🩸 blood knight into bedroom mode I’m not surviving this

— SinfullyDevoted: everybody shut up and get the vibrators out

— Lady Leia (mod): Girls. Composure. We are professionals.

— KaisBicep: leia I saw you donate lots of chronos just now... did you spend your salary...

— Lady Leia (mod): ...no...

— MoonlitSinner: Kai, how can we help?

”All you have to do is watch.” Kaiden let the grin pull wider. ”And if anyone happens to have some spare change lying around...”

He trailed off. The chat understood before the sentence ended.

The donation ticker appeared in the corner of the stream, and the number began climbing before he finished speaking.

Scarlet watched it all. Her gaze tracked from Kaiden to the girls to the ticker to the donation counter and back, and the picture assembled itself one piece at a time.

He was going to have sex with his girls on camera, during a dungeon duel, while a Kaiju waited on the other side of the gate. For what reason, she had no clue.

But she loved the vibes.

She turned to Vespera.

The Shadow Monarch had not changed her expression, red eyes fixed on the middle distance, offering nothing.

Scarlet planted herself at Vespera’s side and elbowed her. ”So. Little Kaiden is about to sheathe his sword in allied territory.”

Nothing.

”Tending to his flower garden.” She leaned in, smug smile adorning her features. ”Five big, beautiful flowers... What a dutiful gardener your son is.”

The red eyes did not blink.

”Most men couldn’t handle one Awakened woman, let alone five. That’s not a bedroom, Ves, that’s a siege.” She tapped her chin. ”Full tactical insertion across multiple fronts.”

A lesser woman would have cracked. Vespera did not qualify.

”And you know what they say about swordsmen, right? It’s all in the hips.” She nudged Vespera’s arm with her elbow. ”The hip rotation. The follow-through. The deep, committed thrust-”

Vespera gave her nothing, not a twitch, not a blink, and Scarlet respected the fortress the way she respected all fortresses: by lobbing more fire at it.

”An hour of combat and he’s still got fuel in the tank for this.” Her smile turned wolfish. ”Must take after his mother. The endurance, I mean. Though-”

The shadow hit her across the midsection like a freight train.

”Guh!”

One breath she was leaning toward Vespera’s ear with the next metaphor loaded. The next she was pinned to the cavern wall by a lattice of dark cables that materialized faster than her Monarch-tier reflexes could track, braided across her torso in one clean wrap that left her feet kicking air.

Vespera’s expression had not changed.

”Ves.” Scarlet coughed through the constriction. ”I was just joking.”

The cables tightened.

”And?”

Nyx turned to the pinned Flame Monarch with a look that held no embarrassment and considerable interest. ”Scarlet. If you’d like to join us, it would be an honor.”

Aria’s head snapped toward her pink-haired friend fast enough to generate wind. The cold lunar fury flared behind her eyes, the reflex to reject every woman within arm’s reach of Kaiden firing before the thought formed. Her mouth opened to protest.

Then closed.

Her mind then slid to the donation counter. To the viewer count. To the fangirl metrics.

Kaiden was trying to rank up in forty minutes. Despite some counters not even being half full after months of grinding.

This was not the time for jealousy, she knew.

The Flame Monarch on their sex stream.

The income alone would be staggering.

Aria’s jaw worked once, the yandere and the pragmatist at war behind her eyes, and she said nothing. Her hand tightened on Kaiden’s.

Scarlet, still dangling from Vespera’s lattice, looked down at the pink-haired beauty and laughed.

”Sweetheart, I’m flattered.” She flexed against the cables, testing them the way she’d test an opponent’s grip. ”But the answer is ’no.’”

Nyx’s eyes went half-lidded, her whole posture wilting with a disappointment so genuine it bordered on theatrical.

”Stop drooping, you exhibitionist cuck,” Luna said flatly. ”What kind of a request was that? Have you no shame?”

Scarlet grunted against the cables, shifted her weight, and looked up at the wilted girl with a scheming brightness spreading across her face. ”Tell you what. You get this woman off me, I’ll grab a bottle of wine and hold your hand while he’s doing you.”

Nyx’s eyes went wide, then wider, then so wide the lantern light caught in them and threw it back.

Her childhood hero, the Flame Monarch, the woman whose poster had hung on her bedroom wall through every year of academy and whose fights she’d watched over and over again until she could perfectly replay them in her head, was offering to hold her hand while the love of her life had his way with her, and it lit the sparkle behind her eyes.

Every woman in the group turned to look at the pink-haired beauty with the same dry expression, as though she had just crowned herself the most freaky creature among them, which in a group that included a literal demon queen incapable of shame was a genuine achievement.

Nyx spun toward the girls, hands clasped at her chest, begging puppy eyes deployed at full power. ”Any objections~?”

”I don’t mind~” Calypso purred instantly, her tail swaying. ”The more the merrier, right?”

Bastet nodded once. ”If it makes you this happy, then we should accommodate it.”

”As long as she doesn’t get grabby...” Aria murmured, her hand still locked on Kaiden’s.

Luna looked at the four of them like she was the last sane woman in a room full of horny bimbos who had collectively lost the plot, but then her lips went wry. ”Eh, I’ve done much kinkier stuff already. And I still owe you for what I did back in the basement, so...” She shrugged. ”Whatever.”

”Thanks, besties~!” The sparkle in Nyx’s eyes reached a wattage that could have lit the dungeon without lanterns.

Nyx turned to Vespera with her hands clasped in front of her chest and the full devastating force of her begging eyes aimed upward at the Shadow Monarch’s stone expression. ”Shadow Mommy. Please. Please please please please please-”

Vespera looked at her.

Looked at Scarlet, still dangling from her cables with a smile that could have started wars.

Looked at her son, who was watching the entire negotiation with perfect poker face.

The Shadow Monarch dissolved.

No parting words, no dramatic exit. The shadows gathered at her feet, rose like a tide, and swallowed her whole before anyone could react. The cables holding Scarlet evaporated with their caster, dropping the Flame Monarch onto the stone.

Kaiden chuckled. The weirdness was too much for his mother, so she just up and left.

Nyx was already at Scarlet’s side, pulling her to her feet with a grip far too eager for someone who’d just been freed from a Monarch-tier restraint. ”We have a deal!”

Scarlet rolled her shoulders and dusted herself off. ”Someone point me toward the wine cellar as soon as possible. And it better be strong.”

”Hehe!” Nyx giggled.

Kaiden turned toward the palace at the far edge of his domain, and started walking.

Six women followed in states that ranged from Aria’s crimson silence to Luna’s muttered profanity to Calypso’s swaying tail to Bastet’s composed stride. Nyx walked beside Scarlet with her arm hooked through the Flame Monarch’s, beaming.

This... This was going to be glorious.

A speed blitz attempt at increasing the Demonic System up to Rank 4, so that Kaiden would receive his fourth Sin Stance, and the girls’ powers would increase even further!