My Hidden Heresy Skill Forged an SSS-Ranked Harem for Infinite Points

When Ryan had asked for this house as a reward, he thought it would be a pleasant and comfortable place to return to whenever he had another mission on the borders.

And although he had returned much sooner than he ever imagined, he couldn’t help but wonder.

’How long will the peace of staying in this house actually last?’

But up until this moment, the idea that he would be sharing this house with a demon had never even crossed Ryan’s mind.

And not only that, but now that demon was standing right there in front of him.

And she was completely without clothes.

Ryan couldn’t tear his eyes away. Beatrice’s body looked incredibly, almost exaggeratedly sexy.

Although her breasts weren’t the largest he’d ever seen, they were a size that was very pleasing to the eye.

Their size and rounded shape were so perfect that they were simply impossible to ignore.

Her skin tone was so white that it created a beautiful, striking contrast with the pink color of her nipples.

Beatrice stood tall before him.

And Ryan, who was submerged in the bathtub, fixed his gaze on Beatrice’s flat abdomen and her gorgeous hips.

As he lowered his gaze toward her pelvis, he noticed how her pubic hair subtly covered the area.

There was very little of it. And he could perfectly make out the shape of her labia.

And that small clitoris in the center, looking much like a tiny little button.

"Do you like my body that much?" She placed a finger on her own lip and looked at him in a provocative manner.

He smiled.

"There’s absolutely no way that I wouldn’t like it."

Then, Beatrice stepped into the bathtub. She sat on the edge for a moment.

And then she slowly submerged herself until her breasts were covered by the warm water.

She began to scrub her body.

She used a sponge, and Ryan could not stop watching her every move.

Then he spoke up.

"You know... when I was little, I always imagined demons as creatures with tails and wings, in addition to their horns."

Beatrice smiled and looked at him, never once stopping the motion of scrubbing her body with the sponge.

"What you imagined as a child isn’t actually very far from reality."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Hmm, according to ancient texts, the first generation of demons did have tails, and even wings. It was the generation that opposed the deity and cast it out of this world..."

She set the sponge aside, leaving it on the edge of the tub.

And after that brief pause, she continued.

"But they say that was achieved through the sacrifice of the first demon king. In that battle, because of a seal, the mana within demons was limited, and now we possess this form."

She smiled and stared at him intently.

"You know, our bodies are very different. You humans use power borrowed from those hateful deities, while we manifest it directly from mana."

"Manifest? I don’t quite understand."

"Let’s see, just watch."

Beatrice extended the palm of her hand in front of her.

And after a second, five small balls of fire, about the size of a lemon, began to hover and orbit above her palm.

Ryan watched her closely.

"See?" Beatrice asked. Without waiting for a response, she added, "This is elemental manifestation of mana. You can access mana through the system that was granted to you by the deity. But we simply manifest it."

"I think I understand... and is it normal for a demon to know that much about humans?"

"Of course we know. After all, we’ve been at war for centuries. I don’t know how humans first came to be, but at that time, as the legend goes, those curious creatures appeared out of nowhere. And the nations wanted to rule over them."

She stretched out her arms and submerged herself deeper into the bathtub.

"That was how the disputes started, and the clashes between what humans call gods and demons. Or at least, that’s what we’ve been told since I was a little girl."

"I see. But according to what you’re saying, humans didn’t have powers back then, or am I wrong?"

"That’s correct. Somehow, in that battle, the demon king did something with a strange power, and those gods lost the ability to appear in this world as physical entities, although they intervened in some way to lend their power to humans."

She made a gesture as if trying to recall a distant memory.

Then she continued.

"The first power they gave to humans was scrolls. But since demons could use them too, they stopped producing them until they created what you call the system today. And through it, you obtain power and skills just like those deities of the past."

’So that’s why scrolls exist. Now I understand why Solaris had one.’

Ryan moved closer to Beatrice.

"Based on what you’ve told me, assuming it’s all real, in that war between gods and humans, both sides were affected in some way."

Ryan paused for a moment.

"It’s strange to think about how a seal made you all lose your tails and wings."

"Does it disappoint you that I don’t have a tail?"

"No, that doesn’t matter to me."

She moved even closer to him until their faces were inches apart.

"There’s no point in thinking about it. That legend is very old and might not even be true."

Ryan said nothing more; he placed his hands on Beatrice’s cheeks and kissed her.

She returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around Ryan’s neck.

Their tongues intertwined in a deep and passionate kiss that lasted for several minutes.

Ryan began to squeeze Beatrice’s breast, and then with his fingertips, he pressed firmly against her nipple.

"Ah~" she moaned against Ryan’s lips, and then continued the kiss.

While he continued to play with her nipple with his right hand, he moved his other hand behind her back. He slid it down slowly, caressing her until he positioned it over her backside.

Ryan spread his palm out and gripped her buttock firmly, giving it a hard squeeze.

’She’s so soft, and her shape is truly arousing...’

He began to suck on Beatrice’s tongue. Then he moved to her cheek, and between kisses, he worked his way down to her neck. He licked it, and she let out soft moans while her breathing grew heavy and ragged.

"Ryan..." she uttered.

He didn’t answer; he slowly lowered his face, leaving a trail of kisses from her neck to her chest, then her breast, and finally positioned his lips over Beatrice’s nipple.

She moaned even louder as Ryan bit down gently and then began to suck on her nipple.

’What a pleasant sensation... I... I want more.’