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The forest appeared to be rid of demons and more serenely holy than ever, but nature…had changed. Here and there were sacks of chrysalis-like organic matter full of writhing figures expelling small, twitching life with leaves for wings and roots for feet. There and here were sacs hanging from the trees in which the concept of subjugation was exuded like sticky sap. And somewhere in the middle of a forest, was a very diligent business partner reshaped into a squatting position who was constantly producing more cute and fascinating monstergirls for me. As per the terms of the contract. Occasionally the form of my business partner twitched, moaned or sweated Worms.

The Great Witch Diabell was somewhat concerned by all of this. But because increasingly more thankful humans were showing up at the forest to leave thank-you notes, participate in demon-warding activities or bring more compost for the forest, ultimately she decided to turn a blind eye to it. Azamina being defeated and…missing, presumed sealed, helped was the cherry on top.

All she knew for sure was that despite actually being healthier than before her possession as a result, whatever treatment had exorcised Azamina from her body had also left her with an inexplicable phobia of udon noodles.

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