Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 438 - 183 Has That Big Tail Become an Even Bigger Tail? (10K)_2

"Young Master—" Hassaka’s voice came from outside the door.

"Wait…" Kael hadn’t finished speaking when the door opened. Hassaka tilted her head, looking at Aister who was struggling weakly in Kael’s arms, collapsing back into his embrace every time she tried to get up due to her body being too soft to support her.

Thus, this process repeated, up and down, again and again.

"Young, Young Master, have I come at a bad time?" Hassaka asked carefully.

"No, you’ve come at just the right time," Kael said seriously.

He reached out his hand, and with Magic Silk Thread that allowed no resistance from Hassaka, tied her up into an attractive bundle and drew her to his side.

"I need you and your Gluttonous Slime to teach Aister how to help a symbiote with skin respiration under specific circumstances, just as yours does," he instructed.

Aister, who seemed to finally come to her senses after being confused from the memory infusion, opened her dazed big eyes to find an enthusiastic Hassaka staring at her.

Perhaps because the Wolf Maid was too close, Aister pushed Hassaka’s face away with her hand, forcefully nudging her to one side.

Unbeknownst to her, such action only further kindled the hunting desire that lurked beneath Hassaka’s often cheerful appearance. Instead of escaping, Aister found herself being embraced by Hassaka, having her cheek rubbed against while receiving what the Wolf Maid dubbed as ’lessons of love’.

Of course, things were not as simple as they appeared.

At least Aister, ever since her creation, had been well-behaved and adorable, certainly not like a little female demon screaming "weaklings~ weaklings~" every day.

It didn’t take long under Hassaka’s diligent guidance for Aister, as a higher-level entity, to easily learn from her Slime’s experience.

Seeing Aister grasp the concept, Kael promptly removed his top and walked toward the two girls wrestling on the couch.

"Eh~ Young, Young Master, this isn’t appropriate, Aister is still watching!" cried Hassaka in dismay. Before she could say more, Kael thumped her on the head with his fist.

"What are you thinking? I’m testing Aister’s skills," Kael said, staring at Hassaka holding her head, unsure of how to respond to her absurd thought.

He shook his head, and in the next moment, strands of Magic Silk Thread crisscrossed on the fingertips he extended, slicing Kael’s delicate pale skin with numerous gashes as they shot out. Discover stories at novelbuddy

With a low hum, Kael said, "Aister, use your slime to attempt a form change and heal the wounds."

Aister nodded, crawling over and tilting her head, trying to lick Kael’s bleeding wounds directly.

Thump—

Another heavy punch landed.

Aister, holding her head, crouched down with a woeful look at Kael.

The corners of Kael’s mouth twitched as he said, "Use your bodily slime directly, and who taught you to heal like this?"

Aister cocked her head, and a stream of memory flowed into Kael’s mind.

He looked at Aister with a budding headache, then at Hassaka, who was looking at the scars on his body with concern.

No wonder Aister had such an odd idea. Previously, when removing his armor in the bathhouse, perhaps due to the prolonged battle, Kael had been tired and without careful thought, his and Hassaka’s little quirk had been witnessed by Aister.

Now, she had picked up his bad habits.

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It took some effort, but Kael finally succeeded in convincing Aister that such behavior was not something she could engage in with him.

It wasn’t that Kael hadn’t considered trying a Monster Girl, but Aister was, in a way, his personal protective gear.

If she were to awaken any formidable talents, Kael, who often wore armor shaped by Aister, feared he would be in a state of physical emptiness for a very long time.

Therefore, he firmly suppressed any extra thoughts Aister might have had.

He was not yet strong enough.

Perhaps sensing her Creator’s unwavering resolve, Aister did not dwell on the issue any longer. Instead, her body melted from its solid form back into a liquid state and once again covered Kael’s body.

Perhaps it was because every Gluttonous Slime in symbiosis had absorbed the host’s genes invisibly and shaped their core directly according to the host’s genetics into a special form.

In this scenario, aside from the Gluttonous Slime Queen Aister, the career cores of all other slimes had already integrated into the symbiote’s body, creating a shared fortune and misfortune.

Aister, though Kael didn’t need it and thus had not entered such a state, collected Kael’s blood and flesh that had unwittingly splashed onto her and not much of Kael’s hair from the ground, all to strengthen her connection with him.

No one knew better than her the shape of her master, and almost immediately, the secreted slime formed unique scars on Kael’s bleeding wounds.

The scars that appeared not only filled the voids left by the wounds on Kael’s body but, after scanning them with a special Necromancy Magic Technique, Kael, adept in Necromancy Magic, confirmed that the special skin Aister had created was fundamentally no different from his own body’s skin.