The room was filled with a thick atmosphere of indulgence and chaos. The intense battle between Yuujin and Princess Snake had lasted for quite so ti before finally coming to an end.
"Snake, you perford quite well this ti."
Caressing Princess Snake's beautiful cheek, Yuujin said with a smile.
"M-Master…"
Overwheld with satisfaction and happiness, Princess Snake lay against Yuujin, gazing at him infatuatedly.
Ah, as expected of her master—once again, he had conquered both her body and soul.
Although Yuujin had not completely enjoyed himself to the fullest, seeing that Snake was reaching her limit, he decided not to push her any further.
As his pet, Yuujin intended to dominate and enjoy her forever and ever. He couldn't just carelessly break her now.
Two maidservants helped Princess Snake back to her room to rest, while another pair knelt before Yuujin, carefully cleaning their master's body.
"Lord Yuujin, the manager of this branch wishes to seek an audience with you."
Standing at the side, Suno inford Yuujin.
Even though he had been indulging with Snake, Yuujin had long sensed the presence of soone waiting outside. He simply nodded.
"Let them in."
Suno retreated, soon returning with over a dozen figures.
The figures were all female, dressed in the high-ranking executive uniforms of the Seven Dragon Balls Corporation. Whether in appearance or deanor, each was exceptional—any one of them would be considered a goddess pursued by countless n.
"Lord Yuujin, these are the managers of this branch of the company."
"If Lord Yuujin wasn't fully satisfied just now, perhaps you could sample their flavors as well."
Standing beside Yuujin, izhen giggled, only for Yuujin to flick her forehead in amusent.
"izhen, you've beco quite mischievous."
Holding her forehead in mock pain, izhen pouted internally. Isn't it all because of Lord Yuujin's teachings that I've turned out this way?
"Lord Kami."
Standing before Yuujin, the dozen or so won saluted him with boundless reverence, their gazes fanatical—just like devout believers laying eyes on their god.
Well, in truth, that was exactly the case.
To be appointed as high-ranking executives of the Seven Dragon Balls Corporation, they had long undergone countless indoctrinations, pledging absolute loyalty and devotion to Yuujin as their supre master. That was a basic requirent.
Yuujin scanned the won before him, nodding inwardly in satisfaction.
Though he hadn't seen them before, as the managers of a company branch, they naturally belonged to him—assets to be commanded and enjoyed at will.
izhen's suggestion wasn't bad.
Relying on Snake alone wasn't enough to satisfy him, and tasting the divine beauties of the lower realm from ti to ti seed rather enjoyable.
A smirk played at Yuujin's lips, and anticipation began to stir within him…
"I'm back."
As night fell, after finally finishing her shift, Videl dragged her exhausted body ho.
"Oh, it's Videl. Welco back."
Lying on the couch, drinking, a middle-aged man lazily lifted his hand without even bothering to turn his head.
The man was, of course, Videl's father—Mr. Satan.
But unlike the once spirited and robust figure he used to be, Mr. Satan now appeared frail and withered, aged beyond recognition.
The house was a complete ss, reeking of alcohol. Already drained from work, Videl's mood worsened. Still, she restrained herself from lashing out at Mr. Satan.
What would be the point?
Her so-called father had long since beco a useless wreck.
After putting her things away, Videl silently began cleaning the house.
There was no conversation between father and daughter.
The floor was littered with bottles and garbage, but as she cleaned, Videl noticed a round dallion lying among the ss.
It was palm-sized, its material unknown. One side depicted a group of martial artists battling Cell, while the other featured an engraving of Mr. Satan, with the inscription: "Fighting for Humanity, Hero Mr. Satan."
Videl knew this was the Hero dallion awarded to her father by the Kami after the Cell Gas. Every martial artist who participated received one.
To others, this dal was a symbol of great honor.
But to their family, it was nothing but a bitter mockery.
The dallion had visible marks of being stomped and crushed. Videl felt a sharp pang in her heart.
"Dad, today so new students transferred into our class."
Picking up the dallion, she wiped it clean as she spoke.
"Oh? New students? That's nice, that's nice."
Mr. Satan absentmindedly responded while sipping his drink.
"There's a boy nad Sirus. He said that you were the real hero who fought against Cell."
Biting her lip, Videl continued.
The atmosphere instantly fell silent.
Mr. Satan's hand, halfway to his mouth with a drink, noticeably froze.
"He's just so ignorant kid who doesn't know any better. A fool like —what kind of hero am I?"
"Videl, I'm hungry. Go make dinner."
With that, he resud drinking, his tone indifferent.
Seeing her father still wallowing in self-pity, Videl couldn't help but laugh bitterly at herself.
What was she expecting?
She really was a fool…
…..
"Lord Yuujin, Lord Yuujin, it's almost ti for school!"
Early in the morning, Yuujin was awakened by Suno and izhen.
"Ha… it's morning already?"
Yawning, Yuujin opened his eyes, clearly displeased.
Ah, right. He was currently in the lower realm, experiencing the life of an ordinary student.
No longer in the temple.
Waking up early for school was such a hassle.
"Lord Kami…"
A woman's voice murmured from his embrace as she stirred awake.
"Fest, you all did well last night."
Caressing the woman's cheek, Yuujin grinned, while the woman shyly lowered her head.
Her na was Fest, the highest-ranking manager of the Seven Dragon Balls Corporation in Orange Star City.
Last night, she and her dozen subordinates had personally welcod Yuujin.
"Lord Yuujin, breakfast and your school lunch have been prepared. Would you like to eat now?"
"Later. First, I need my morning exercise."
As he spoke, Yuujin once again entered Fest's body, engaging in his daily morning workout.
Suno and izhen could only sigh, rubbing their temples.
Sigh, Lord Yuujin… always so insatiable and unrestrained.
But then again, this was their master—the supre ruler, the god who did as he pleased!
To be continued…
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