As Droste walked back to his apartment, he thought about what happened today.

I didn't do anything today, but I don't know if Nicole's favorability has increased. However, it has been so long since Droste came out of Nicole's room, but the system in his mind is still motionless, and the favorability prompt has not appeared.

Droste just felt a little confused and casually clicked into his own consciousness template.

Suddenly, I noticed that there was no movement in Nicolede's favorability, but Albedo's favorability began to increase a lot.

"Degree of belonging: Isabel - 90 degree of belonging."

"Degree of belonging: Phoenix - 89 degree of belonging."

"Degree of belonging: Bernadette - 85 degrees of belonging."

"Degree of belonging: Albedo - 20 degrees of belonging."

"Degree of belonging: Nigrede - 50 degrees of belonging."

???

Albedo's favorability increased by 15 points!

Droste touched his ear and rubbed his eyes in confusion, but the words on the system interface remained unchanged.

What's wrong with today's system? Is there a problem with the display?

Droste thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure out what happened for the time being. He just thought that the favorability he gave to Nigret was added to her sister Albedo.

Isn’t there a legend that sisters have some kind of telepathy, and can sense each other’s hearts, environment, and even various physical sensations?

Perhaps some of the actions taken towards her younger sister Nigret have been transmitted to her older sister Albedo through this induction, making both of them feel good at the same time, which is why this kind of favorability situation has arisen.

After all, they are both succubi.

Thinking of this, Droste shook his head and walked back to his apartment under the faint starlight.

……

"So? Sister, you disguised yourself as me and spent a wonderful afternoon with Lord Droste? Ah, that's not fair." After hearing what Albedo told her, Nigret immediately cried out that she was very upset.

"I also want to hang out with Lord Droste. I also want to stay with him!"

"Jealousy twisted my mind! It turned me into a devil! No, I am a devil!"

“So annoying!!”

Ignoring her sister's coquettish behavior, Albedo loosened her wrists. The marks from being strangled were still clearly visible, and the reddened skin looked very abrupt.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and said to Nicolaide, "You can go to his apartment next time. If there's nothing going on, he should be in his room."

"and……"

“And what—?” Nigret’s gaze suddenly turned and stared at Albedo’s face.

"Hurry up and tell me, hurry up and tell me!"

"And... never mind, it's nothing." Albedo was about to say that she could let Nicoled go find Droste so that she could experience this feeling again, but suddenly she didn't want to say it anymore.

She herself was a little bit horny and wanted to experience more of this feeling, but she couldn't tell her sister about it.

I can't just say that I want to play you a few more times and go to Lord Droste to ask for a new rope and a new way to play.

Hmm... As a phantom demon, I can't fall into the abyss of illusion and behave so selfishly. "Sister! Tell me quickly!"

But she overlooked one thing, the importance of Droste in her sister's heart. When she heard what Albedo said, Nigret suddenly howled and reached out to grab Albedo's wrist.

She pouted her red lips and looked pitiful.

"I am also with Lord Droste~"

"Hurry up and tell me."

"Well...that is...Lord Droste is also very interested in this. He might contact you again." Albedo had no choice but to obey. She looked at Nigret and said it out loud.

"And remember to take this rope with you. It has your magic power on it, and it will work very well with you when you use it."

"Oh, oh! Okay, that's great!" Nigrede continued to smile happily. "Next time when Lord Droste is ready, you must summon me immediately, hehe!"

"Hmm..." Albedo nodded, then tried hard not to let her body go limp. She silently stood up from the mattress.

Somehow, her mind was already a little confused, and she even began to have the bad feeling of hiding it from her sister, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

It seems that I am not very pure either.

"Sister, where are you going?" Niguled asked in confusion.

"Creation. I have an inspiration now, so I want to write it down first."

Albedo said without turning around.

"Inspiration? Great."

Nicolede muttered something to complain, then watched her sister walk out with trembling legs, and then didn't think in that direction.

My sister Albedo used to be like this. Whenever she had a sudden inspiration, she would write it down in her notebook for the sake of her illusory dream of writing a book.

However, these could no longer interfere with Nigret's thinking. Deep in her heart, there was only Lord Droste's superb skills.

Rope, rope! Tie up, tie up!
"Huh..." Albedo sighed and sat on the chair in her room. In the familiar writing environment, on the slightly opened notebook, there were already several sentences of her recent inspirations.

But no inspiration is as important as your own personal experience.

Albedo silently turned the page, leaving a blank page, and reached out to write these few big words on the blank page.

【Lord Drost's Rope】

As Albedo wrote these big words, Lord Droste's voice seemed to be still beside her. The familiar feeling of restraint even came to her little by little, causing Albedo to lick her lips again and even feel a little tight in her throat.

"Well……"

Albedo snorted softly, then sat up straight and pushed the lustful thoughts out of her body.

Thinking about all those details, Albedo's eyes became wet again. She twisted her legs as if she was still experiencing it herself. She couldn't help rubbing them violently, then slowly brought them together.

The feet under the table could no longer be stretched straight, and the ten crystal clear toes opened and closed, over and over again.

As Albedo pondered this matter, inspiration suddenly struck her.

She took a long breath to calm herself down, then picked up the pen and began to create.

This time, she finally had some ideas for the story, and her mood became even more excited. She had a feeling that this creation would go smoothly, and even become a big hit. (End of this chapter)