"Oh. You’re finally awake." Ormon said with a slight raise of his brows, then he took a sip of the breast milk in the glass cup and released a sigh of satisfaction.
"Her breast milk is as delicious as always. One of the reasons I love her."
For some reason, Simon’s left eye could not help but twitch when he heard this.
"Where am I?" He asked.
Ormon gestured with both of his lower arms.
"Isn’t it obvious. My room." He smirked.
"And why are there two naked demonesses sleeping on my arms?"
Ormon could not help but chuckle.
"Isn’t that obvious? So that you could sleep better, heal faster, and wake up in a much better mood."
"Sleeping while feeling the body of a demoness is bliss, but sleeping while feeling the body of two demonesses is absolutely euphoric."
Simon stared at Ormon with a stupified and utterly blank expression.
He didn’t even know what to say in this situation.
How would the body of two demonesses help him as he slept?
’And does this bastard only think about breasts, women, and sex?’
Just as Simon had this thought, Ormon clapped his two lower hands.
"Trisha. Mirabel. Wake up. It’s time to leave."
The two demonesses stirred on the bed, and one of them even moved her ass and ’mistakenly’ placed it on his dick while waking up.
"Oops." She suddenly realized her mistake and gave Simon a cheeky smile.
Simon’s expression however, was completely indifferent as he stared at the demoness.
She rolled her eyes, then she got down from the bed.
Both demonesses walked toward the door, wearing absolutely nothing.
Ormon slapped both of their asses as they walked past him.
"You’re a naughty girl, Trisha." He said to the demoness who ’mistakenly’ placed her ass on Simon’s dick.
She giggled, then both of them left the room.
Ormon took a sip of the breast milk, released another sigh of satisfaction, then he looked at Simon who was indifferently looking at him.
"Want some?" He stretched out the glass cup of breast milk.
"No." Simon answered immediately.
Ormon nonchalantly shrugged.
"Oh well. Your loss. You’re beginning to see the light after you told me you loved breasts more than ass, and this delicious breast milk would make you to be fully filled with the light of breasts."
Simon’s lips twitched, then he sat up and looked at his arms where the demonesses slept on.
He had a few questions in his mind, but for some reason, one particular question was constantly popping up in his mind like an ad.
"How are you comfortable sharing your women with other men?"
Simon understood that Ormon was a demon, and the way demons thought and viewed things was different from a normal man.
But he could still not understand how a male would be comfortable sharing his woman with another man.
Where was their pride?
He just could not understand, and for some strange reason, he found himself truly curious about this.
He looked at Ormon curiously, but Ormon suddenly laughed.
"Share my women? Nahhh."
He shook his head with a smile.
"I’m not like that. Those are some cheap hoes I was just interested in. I don’t care what they do."
He pointed at the glass cup of breast milk.
"And this from a... let’s say expensive hoe."
He lowered his hand.
"I would never give you the breast milk of my women, and I’ll definitely not let you sleep with them. I’m not like some demons who don’t give two fucks about their demonesses and can allow other demons to fuck with them."
Simon nodded, and for some reason, he was relieved that Ormon was not the type of demon to share his demonesses.
He took another look at his body, and he saw that he was wearing a black trouser and nothing else.
’I wonder who clothed me. Hopefully not Ormon.’
He flexed his fingers, moved his arms, his legs, and his toes.
And when he saw that he was in perfect condition, he spoke.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
Ormon who had been slowly sipping the breast milk while observing Simon stopped.
"Two days."
Simon looked at him with a sharp gaze that was also filled with confusion.
"Two days? Why? I should have woken up after a day at most. How is it two?"
Ormon rolled his eyes, then he poured the last of the breast milk into his mouth and swallowed it in one go.
"Hahhh. Delicious."
He walked to the gold plated table in the room, then he placed the glass cup on the table and dragged out the chair and sat on it with his legs crossed.
He looked at Simon, tilted his head slightly, then he smiled and finally responded to Simon’s question.
"The reason why you slept for two days is because the healers decided to put you into a deeper sleep. They wanted to run as many tests as possible on your body."
Simon’s gaze flickered, and his expression became slightly cold.
’I made a mistake. I didn’t think of that. That’s bad... very bad.’
He looked at Ormon, and for some reason, Ormon’s smile bothered him.
"Were were able to run some tests on my body?"
Ormon nodded. "Yes."
Simon’s brows furrowed.
"Tests like what? And what did they find out?"
Ormon placed one of his four arms on his knee and began to tap his chin with a finger.
"Let me see... hmmm... they found out that you heal faster than normal for a demon with a Supreme Common Bloodline."
"They also found out that your physique is extremely strange and too powerful for a Minor Fiend."
"They also found out that your body passively absorbs the demonic energy in the air."
"Hmmm... What else."
Ormon repeatedly tapped his chin and began to ’think’ of what the healers found out about Simon.
"Oh yeah. They also found out that those black clothes around your arms are not mere clothes or bandages but artifacts."
The moment Ormon said these words, Simon narrowed his eyes, and the air around Ormon began to change.
His smile remained, but it was no longer his usual jovial or friendly smile.
No
This smile was now dangerous.
"You lied to me kid."