Charles Patricius

Mugen was aware of how convoluted his shared information was from time to time. The uninformed would always find processing 'the truth' difficult, until they were well and truly on the path. "And to think, we've barely scratched the surface," the demon commented. Martha's 'freedom' was the more important thing, though. She didn't have to concern herself with any realism or lack thereof. The only thing she had to worry about was the moment, whether she held to that or not.

Whatever she decided to do mentally, Mugen's biggest concern was what would be done to the woman ─ specifically by him. His mana was surging within his own body, surely resonating with the saint as he pumped and pumped at her core. She'd eventually come to know the proper sensation of his energy, but not before he had his fill. She apparently had no issues being lifted fully from that desk. Actually, it seemed to be the preferred outcome. The state of her 'heart' said it was, and so did the movements of her body as she latched onto him. Ah, she'd even taken to some movements of her own. Was this a thing Mugen should start expecting? He didn't have much reference lifting while facing his partner; it was simply a convenience of preexisting placement this time. The way her fluids were flowing down onto him, though... that was familiar enough. "Ara? That's new. Is it normal for someone to move in your position like this, or are you just that eager?" the demon asked. He truly wasn't sure, but it was another thing he would add to the growing list of future endeavors and demands. Either way, Martha's initiative currently would only serve as further motivation for his own efforts.

Surface-level understanding was far from what she'd call what was happening right now. Even so, Martha wouldn't find herself disagreeing with anything happening right now. She decided in the moment to go for focus, specifically, she'd focus on enjoying herself and deal with anything else afterwards. Whether this counted as freedom or not wasn't really important. But what was currently the most important thing to happen to her, was her lifting off of that desk and the subsequent extra movements of her own hips, which seemed to take the Sex Demon by surprise. Actually, it wasn't even supposition at this point, he clearly voiced his own curiosity in a way which shocked Martha. "New?!" she seemed almost shocked as her hips chased a sensation which was so close to the surface she'd send herself over the edge before she could even properly formulate an answer. A happy moan would leave her lips as her hips kept up their new rhythm even while her nether pulsed around its invader. Slowly afterwards she'd breathe out a sigh and find it somewhere in her vocabulary to speak some words which made sense.

"I... don't think it's about being eager. I mean... I am, but not sure if it is normal. I am pretty good at moving myself, it seemed pretty natural to do so," she commented her face now flushed as she realized that her rather inexperienced self had shown the Sex Devil something he considered new. "I feel like anyone who felt the same way would act similarly if they had the freedom and ability to do so. Well... unless they are pillow princesses," she commented. She'd gotten that particular phrase from random conversations and things heard throughout her career. Whatever the case, she found responses to the movements of his hips to be rather easy to keep up with... and she was starting to feel something else as well. the feeling of the Sex Devil's energy as it built up inside of him. If this had been any other situation, she might have assumed some large attack was on the horizon... but here she was sure it would be something else entirely.

Indeed, Martha had shown the demon something new. He'd technically been alive for thousands upon thousands of years, but this was a first. She even questioned his claim just before succumbing to bliss once more. An answer was intended, it seemed. He was content to leave a fair bit of recovery time, especially as the saint suffered no interruption of movement during her climax. She was coming along quite nicely. When an answer was managed, it happened to be something else quite interesting.

According to Martha, she wasn't even sure what 'normal' entailed in this case. Moving of her own accord felt natural, so she did it. What an intriguing take. If this sort of behavior was anything but normal, things had to change. "Well, let's make it normal," he said. Ah, but Martha had more to add. She claimed anyone with the will and ability to do so would presumably add such movement, unless they were something called a... pillow princess. Mugen's movements slowed just slightly as he thought to question that title, but then... he remembered. "Ah... one of those," he said. There was a very vivid memory of such a person in his mind and soul ─ one that he'd never forget. "Congratulations on not being one of those useless things. I'll let you name your reward and repay the good karma. Make it a good one~♥" he added, certainly intending to throw the saint something extra for managing something he'd yet to see.

According to the Sex Devil, normal could be created, or rather her actions should become the new normal. This was odd logic, but she could back it... after all, habits were made over time, both good and bad. "Hai," she murmured about making it normal. After all... she had no reason but accept even her body wanted to move, it would be in bad taste to let a cooperative endeavor become too one-sided. Speaking of one-sided her mention of the term pillow princess had brought the speed of the Sex Devil's movements down slightly. She could still manage to follow his lead, moving her hips against him even at this slower place. Ah, but he seemed to understand what she meant. He called such a person useless and congratulated her for not being one.

Ah but it wasn't just the congratulatory statement, no... he offered her a reward for her good karma and would allow her to pick it. "What?!" she seemed almost confused by the statement. A reward for good karma...was he a shrine devil? Sex Devil Santa? What all could she wish for? This seemed like a very broad spectrum thing that needed way more detail than his initial statement implied. "Uh? What kind of thing can I ask for? Does it have conditions or limitations?" she asked. She didn't want to end up monkey-pawed... "Not that I even know what to ask for in the first place..." she ended that sentence. Maybe she'd think of something, but she was in general the sort of person who believed in people doing for themselves as much as possible. She also had faith in people to make their own dreams come true for the most part... and she wasn't idealistic enough to wish for completely outlandish things, so what should she actually wish for? Maybe her next orgasm would give her an idea... with that rather random thought passing her brain she kept up the movement of her hips, enhancing those wet noises and the sound of skin slapping between them.

Mugen had a propensity for activating and enhancing karma, whether positive or negative. He could sense Martha having a fair deal of positive karma within her, and it was high time she reaped the rewards. It was nothing for Mugen to grant the desires of a mortal, if only the woman knew what to wish for. To her credit, Martha's first choice was to question the limitations of his offer. For some, he would claim there were no limits in reality. Martha was not his apprentice in any respect, so he would not be pulling out all the stops, so to speak. Even so, he was willing to allow most possible outcomes.

So, how would her question be answered? First and foremost, the saint made it clear that she wasn't sure what wish would be made. That was fine. Mugen himself wasn't sure how to explain the minor limitation applied, nor did he believe it would truly be necessary. Martha wasn't the type to seek something so ridiculous anyway. While mulling over the answer, he noted the audible meeting of bodies picking back up, and returned his efforts to what they once were. Those students outside were increasing in number without the demon offering a care; he was busy coming up with something. "There are no conditions. The limit is... it can't be anything boring. Your life seems like a drag so far. Do something exciting with it for once," he instructed. Beyond that, Mugen felt it unnecessary to mention the very few wishes he wouldn't grant.

Martha was enjoying herself quite a lot, the idea of being granted some random request or wish was something she hadn't the initial thought for. Still, she had at least the little bit of historical and fictional knowledge to try and figure out how careful she needed to be about her wish. Her takeaway as the Sex Devil matched her pace, moving within her at enough of a high intensity to have her clinging to his body with arms and legs as she moved her hips against him, was that she could wish for what she liked, as long as it wasn't boring. His words implied that he had some ability to see into the life she led so far and for her part in it, she had the grace to look a bit embarrassed. "Wow..." she murmured wanting to play it off as just surprise.

Regardless she'd think over her answer as her loins slickened and tightened around the male in question. It was still quite the harrowing experience and she'd all but forgotten about the potential bleeding effect their activities were having. Oh well, it definitely wasn't something she'd allow to remain within the minds of her students, it was none of their business and as such she was content to enjoy herself. It would be a few moments yet before she found the perfect set of movements which combined would push her over the edge, and when she did, she'd moan her content as she rode Mugen in this new and exciting position. She knew one thing she wanted that she'd never managed to find on her own, something that would undoubtedly make her life more exciting. And she thought of it while coming down from her most recent flourish, "Aah... ah... aaaaaaaaaaaah♥~" it'd take just a few moments before she could say completely. "I want a gym partner... like a perfect one... who can match my energy and keep up," she stated. As far as she was concerned her life had always been the same and she'd literally always possessed her higher tier physical form. Everything was boring to her and felt like it didn't matter, but this... this maybe simple thing she wanted would... put a spark of joy in her life. Of this she was certain. And it was about the only thing, she felt like she could ask for, that she'd not been able to manage to find for herself. Maybe a little of sex devil intervention would make it happen for her? She could believe in the sex devil at the very least. If only she knew she wasn't alone in asking for something so odd.

Martha's eventual wish remained a mystery even to Mugen. Being able to see through her lives, however, he had some idea what the limits would be. Only time would tell what her actual request would be, however. Martha first had to ride her way to bliss once more, all while Mugen persisted in his efforts to slam against her undercarriage. Things certainly weren't becoming more difficult. No, his every thrust was becoming a bit easier due to natural lubrication, yet it seemed Martha had no intention of loosening up. Frankly, this was the best outcome... but what of the wish?

Music. Surely that vocal solo had nothing to do with the woman's answer, though it was a good enough initial response for Mugen. "That's a better answer than I expected. I should make more offers like that~♥" he said in response to Martha's moaning. As for her words, the wish Martha made was... boring? Yes, albeit only if taken at face-value. In truth, the depth of her request was where the excitement could be found. If she had the foresight he did, perhaps she would have sought something else. "Ara? Well, you don't need me for that. You have what you're looking for, somewhere at some time. But..." the demon paused. He saw a strong connection in the future state of Martha's soul. As with all things, it could still be made better. Perhaps he'd do that? "Matching your energy? That's a tall order. I'll humor you. Just... focus on everything you want~" he answered. There were many ways for Mugen to grant the woman's wish, and only one way he intended to do so. Of course, he'd make use of the still-swelling cock he had buried in her body. His mana was building with a very specific purpose now. To answer Martha's desire, he'd send that mana into her core en masse, letting it latch onto her soul until the one it was meant for could be reached. Ah, but there was more. To ensure the best of times, he made that deposit into a bit of a time bomb. When Martha interacted properly with her 'gym partner' of choice, she'd find herself awakening something special to ensure their connection.

Martha was having the time of her life. Though the musical hiccup in the beginning of her speech wasn't intended, it seemed it was received well regardless. "That sounds oddly teasing..." she murmured, still she couldn't help but believe him. Though her body leaked fluids quite freely she hadn't lost her grip at all... this wasn't a conscious effort nor did she dislike the sensation so it likely wouldn't be changing. Ah, but what would be changing would the Sex Devil's words.

According to him, she would be getting what she was looking for regardless. Martha was an odd type of person, and even if she'd known she'd encounter the type of person she was looking for, her initial desire wouldn't have changed. And lo, it seemed it wouldn't need to, the Sex Devil would be taking matching her energy as a challenge of a statement and claimed she should think of what she wanted. "Hai hai~" she chimed as she continued that little ride. It seemed this thing would be offered to the depths of her being today... alright. So at the same time she'd concentrate. On what exactly, well a delinquent, but nice... with tattoos... and dark hair... all of those things, also clever but full of energy. Yes, she needed or wanted rather someone who could match her energy and what she imagined in a technical sense was someone like the Sex Devil but different... not that she'd be explaining that. Strangely, when she imagined the sort of thing she was looking for in a gym partner she had an aching suspicion that she might have seen someone like that somewhere before... ah but that was a long time ago and far displaced from her current mindset. And while she considered that she experienced an orgasm, and then her own caused by that one. How interesting. That filling sensation was definitely something she'd find herself looking for in the future sometime... though preferably without it being completely risky, after all... this man had promised to do away with her previous problem, so she had fewer and fewer concerns by the moment.

Indeed, Mugen would be doing away with the 'issues' previously encountered by Martha. His mana held many destructive qualities by nature of his very existence, so it would be nothing for him to eliminate the bindings between her mana and Astolfo's. Alas, he wouldn't be wasting his energy on that just yet. First and foremost, there was a wish to grant. Clearly Martha didn't know that one's desires could be traced directly to their ideal partner in life. Tall, dark hair, covered in tattoos, rowdy and kind... an image was forming in Mugen's head. Such a person existed, and perhaps Martha had already met them? Yes, it seemed so. A sharp mind rested in a body that had been pushed to its physical limits.

Was Mugen looking at a descendant of his current life? He entertained the thought, but it was unlikely. He could, however, draw comparisons to a previous life ─ the sort of echo seen in someone like Zheng. That sort of existence came with a certain propensity for evolution, so it would easily be nudged along the right path via Mugen's intervention. "That's the way! You're going to have a great time~♥" he proclaimed. Ah, but he'd yet to do anything about the threat Martha was facing. No matter; it seemed there was plenty of time still before he was needed elsewhere. As such, he pumped away even as he filled Martha's womb to overflow. Mugen seemed rather attached to having a mix of fluids spill back onto his own lap, as if it were a mark of success.

Why did Mugen have so much time? Well, this day featured a future meeting with his apprentice, but she was still otherwise occupied. That cabin Yuuya sought had been located, and the large gate within it stood ahead of the pair. Its doors swung ajar to reveal a storage room that contained various weapons and artifacts. That room's location was none other than Yuuya's home on the other side. "Here we are. That's my grandfather's secret study on the other side."

Martha's tryst with the Sex Devil didn't appear to be ending any time soon. Even so, the dark haired man still had a few teasing words left to share. She'd carefully kept in her heart all the ideals she had in mind for her perfect gym partner as she saw it, and he claimed that she'd have a great time. "Mm-hm...arigatou na..." she mumbled out an affirmatory noise as she continued to move her hips against him. The thanks offered was likely odd, but he did seem to be a person of his word so she'd thank him for granting her wish, even without seeing the full end result of his work. There was a certain freedom she found in riding a man this way, and though this was something originally done just to get rid of her other problems, she couldn't say she was dissatisfied with this outcome at all. Since he didn't seem to be stopping even after spilling a great amount of seed directly into her body... she would continue on as well, whatever time they had left, she'd be sure to enjoy it.

While the adults partook, Yuuya and Yume finally made their way to his cabin in the forest. She had a casual look around the building and at the large gate. A wide grin stayed on the face of the black haired lass as she moved towards the gate giving it a thorough inspection, but she did spare a glance to the rest of the room as well. It would seem that he'd amassed quite the collection of artifacts and weapons. "Hoh? This is quite the place, your grandpa seems like he was cool or some kind of secret superhero~" she said with a lightly teasing tone to her voice. A secret study in their world was usually nothing quite so fanciful so what did he have to show her? She supposed she'd be getting the answer to that question soon enough and was content to let Yuuya broach topics as he wished.