“President, this is the location of the Assembly of the Goddess,” Izuki Shima said, stopping the car with Nagumo in front of an apartment building.
The entire structure stood in a not-so-bustling part of the district, looking rather unremarkable.
However, according to Izuki Shima…
“President, this apartment building serves a dual purpose: to help homeless women, and to facilitate better communication with these female members,” Izuki Shima explained, a meaningful expression appearing on her face.
“The ceremony room and the President’s room are on the top floor.
Generally, no one is allowed to enter without special permission.”
“President, why don’t you live here at the organization from now on?
I’ll have some beautiful and outstanding members attend to you every day—”
Damn!
You’re trying to corrupt my soul!
“Forget about living here,” Nagumo shook his head and sent her a string of messages.
“I have my own place.”
After all, he had promised Natsumi.
“Just help me gather some information on monsters through your Assembly of the Goddess.
That’s enough.”
“…I understand,” the mature, sexy secretary fell silent for two seconds before nodding in agreement.
She added thoughtfully, “It seems the President hasn’t yet considered the organization as his own.
In that case, we will strive to satisfy the President.”
*Tap tap tap—*
Following Izuki Shima, he took a brief tour of the apartment building.
It was mostly empty and quiet, indicating that the Assembly of the Goddess’s current membership was likely still very small.
It really was a small organization.
Taking the elevator to the top floor, he found the large open space had been converted into a unique Japanese-style room.
The room’s environment and decor were simple.
A large chandelier on the ceiling emitted a soft light.
“President, please follow me—this room is used to receive members and…
conduct the organization’s ceremonies,” Izuki Shima led the Tentacle Monster, Nagumo, into a room deep within the top floor.
Many oil paintings hung on the walls here, but…
the content of these paintings was truly—
Various women and ladies in revealing clothing, striking suggestive poses, as if hinting at something.
At the front of the room was a partitioned space, blocked by a curtain.
Izuki Shima pointed.
“President, this is where you will receive members.
Naturally, as members, they are not qualified to look directly upon the President, nor will they discover the President’s true identity.
You only need to sit behind the curtain and use those magnificent tentacles to bestow upon the members true pleasure and happiness.
That is enough.”
After she finished speaking, a strange, fragrant scent wafted through the air.
Incense?
Surprisingly pleasant, but…
why does this smell feel a bit off?
“This is specially made incense for the Assembly of the Goddess.
It can stir the primal desires within the human body, making members obey their instinctive lust and enjoy the pleasure their bodies bring…”
Making it sound so lofty…
Truly an evil organization, to even have aphrodisiac incense like this.
“Get rid of this stuff.
I don’t need it,” Nagumo glanced at his system interface.
He hadn’t even tried the [Desire’s Breath] skill yet.
If he needed an aphrodisiac, wasn’t his own ability more convenient?
“President, this incense makes it easier to control the members…”
“Are you the President, or am I?
Remove it!”
“…Yes,” Izuki Shima paused, offering no further rebuttal.
She lifted the curtain and entered the door behind it.
“The hot water is ready, President.
Please bathe first.”
“…”
Quite formal.
Nagumo examined the spacious bath before him, built to hot spring specifications.
Shortly after, Izuki Shima brought in a fruit platter, making Nagumo’s tentacles twitch wildly.
Even a Tentacle Monster gets such good treatment?
This President position is becoming harder and harder to give up.
Although he wasn’t sure if this was a sugar-coated bullet…
well, he could eat the sugar coating and throw the bullet back.
“Perhaps I can even turn this Assembly of the Goddess into my own organization in the future.
Aiming for the Cthulhu Mythos, aspiring to become an Old One—isn’t it fitting for someone like me to have my own evil organization?”
“Making those female members worship me…
sounds quite interesting…”
So the first thing to do is to usurp the nest, to make this Assembly of the Goddess my own.
Well, since I’m already the President, I should have considerable authority, right?
That Izuki Shima…
he didn’t sense any extraordinary power from her.
She was just an ordinary person.
Nagumo trusted his intuition.
After soaking in the bath for a while, he stepped out of the room five minutes later.
As soon as he opened the door, Nagumo froze in place.
The ceremony room outside was filled with an ambiguous (ambiguous: ambiguous, suggestive) light, illuminating the tatami mats.
Izuki Shima was kneeling before him, her exquisite, voluptuous figure completely exposed under the light.
Making the very air feel seductive.
???
What’s going on?
“President, this is a gift to welcome you to the Assembly of the Goddess.
I hope you are satisfied?”
“…”
“Moreover, as the Secretary-General of the Assembly of the Goddess, serving the President is my duty,” Izuki Shima raised her head.
That bewitchingly beautiful face resembled a wanton succubus.
Licking her lips, she struck a seductive pose, presenting the most appealing aspects of her body to Nagumo.
What’s with these women?
Natsumi was one thing, but this Izuki Shima is so forward too?
I’m a Tentacle Monster!
Don’t you care at all?
*Swish—*
Lifting her chin with a tentacle, Nagumo sent a message with a sweaty expression.
“You’re such a pervert.”
“Thank you for the compliment,” Izuki Shima showed none of the shame or restraint typical of most women.
She smiled openly.
“However, this isn’t just about service.
To some extent, it’s also to assess the President’s practical skills.
As the President of the Assembly of the Goddess, this is a technique you must learn.”
“…”
Nagumo narrowed his eyes, then suddenly grinned.
Tentacles surged forth, hoisting Izuki Shima into the air.
A unique tentacle slowly extended.
“Miss Izuki, it seems you’re quite a wanton woman.”
“The President is correct.
I am indeed a wanton woman.
So…
please, enjoy me to your heart’s content.”
“Mmm!”
The woman’s body trembled, feeling the heat on her skin.
Her pupils shook.
In an instant, accompanied by a sharp intake of breath, Izuki Shima was immersed in the most primal of desires.
Forcing her eyes open to gaze at the Tentacle Monster, Izuki Shima’s lips curved into a smile.
Yes, this is it.
The Assembly of the Goddess needs a President like this.
How beautiful.
As the rising and falling sounds gradually subsided, Nagumo lay sprawled to the side, questioning his life choices.
“President,” Izuki Shima crawled towards him like an Slut (Slut: a female pervert, often with obsessive/obsessively lustful connotations).
An astonishingly seductive aura emanated from her entire being.
“You truly are the best.
Such intensity…
I’ve never experienced anything like it.
It was wonderful.”
“A perfect embodiment of desire.
I can’t wait to see the members become Addict (Addict: addicted, enthralled, infatuated) with you, President.”
“…”
This Assembly of the Goddess is too bizarre!
Nagumo suddenly felt panicked.
An organization like this…
I don’t think I can handle it…