Zepar and Furfur.

{if PotGW Bonus = true}B: Deconstructing this... Player put this chapter here because he needs to quickly establish that his "truth" is valid for both humans and demons. I'm sure you noticed this is the only demon encounter before a long and thorough stream of humans.

L: Huh... I guess so. Honestly, this player wrote a lot about Zepar and Furfur in another route. I mean... a whole lot, for what bit characters they are. I also gotta figure he put these two here because... since they don't fight, they don't fit in the witch battle that happens later.

B: This is an especially shoddy encounter, though. Player has no idea which is which, so he doesn't bother trying to differentiate... Even though he just said his truth applied to women.

L: I get your complaint, but... as an erotic writer, you'd have to be pretty crappy to botch cute twin characters.{endif}

Before me stood the earls of hell who grant the miracle of love: Zepar and Furfur. One is a man, and one is a woman, and that truth is hidden even from me. No matter: that is a trick presented by them so that both of them can be awakened by me, regardless of their gender. I will not be stingy, and will offer my love to both who seek it.

"Furfur, is this Mr. Player? The same who has summoned us?" Zepar declared, putting a hand over his/her eyes like a visor and the other on the hip of his/her dark coat in a jaunty, theatrical gesture.

"Zepar, this is Mr. Player! Through a miracle, he has created a kind of love!" Furfur announced, pointing at me dramatically.

"Oh? So this is love?" Zepar asked, giving a grin as if asking the audience to consider a joke. "Mr. Player found out how to have love with three, after all!"

"Is this the appropriate room for this love?" Furfur mimicked his/her partner's expression while speaking in his/her more feminine voice. "Were you aware this mansion has a far more appropriate secret room for this love, Mr. Player?"

Hahaha... I know the one you're talking about, demon. However, any room in this mansion, with any number of witnesses that includes one woman, is appropriate for me to demonstrate my love. Now, as for you two... what brought you here, without me even summoning you? Could it be you understood I have a new type of love to teach you?

Zepar and Furfur glanced at each other, then back at me... then pirouetted in place, joining their hands while tossing alternate arms into the air. ""Could it be, Mr. Player?""

It could. But, let me dig into the crass details of this meeting for one moment. You believe you've come here to stall for time while your friend Beatrice finishes preparations for her own game, correct? Or, perhaps you're upset that I'm infringing on your copyright for my own ends? After all, after tonight, they'll probably be calling me the Demon King of Love.

Furfur and Zepar both laughed, then circled around so Zepar was on my left and Furfur was on my right, each giving me cheeky smiles. "Ohoh!" Zepar addressed me, tilting his/her head backward so that he/she was glancing up at me with those lightless blue eyes. "Those kinds of trademarks are very, very important to us demons! However!"

Furfur shifted his/her head back to the same angle, still smiling. "No human can claim a miracle of love on this island without passing our trials! That is the purpose of our meeting you today, Mr. Player!"

Hm. Of course. Those two began a kind of coordinated step. Amused, I tapped my foot along with them, slowly picking up the pace and finding they rhythm. I was quite entertained by the show those two demons were putting on for me. Ordinarily, I'd probably be content with simply staring at those swishing skirts and lovely legs while they performed, but I understood I had a part to play as well. I started clicking my fingers along to the music I heard in the air, warming up.

"Mr. Player, love is not a random accident, but a prize to be won after a trial!" Zepar declared, keeping a composed smile while performing complicated steps.

"Mr. Player, true love is not a blow to the head, but a punch to the gut!" Furfur added, elegantly keeping time with his/her partner's movements.

Aha! Something about that struck me as funny. I was dancing along with those two now. I thought I was doing a pretty impressive job for a third with no training. I have to admit, this was much more fun than I expected. It was easy to imagine that even this was a type of seduction by those demons. I'll trade a little banter with them, too. You know, Zepar and Furfur, I actually think love is more like a slap on the ass!

""How so- OH?!?""

The dance came to an abrupt end as I added my own percussion to the music, slapping a hand to the behind of each of those demons with perfect harmony. Both Zepar and Furfur lost footing as the backs of their coats were blown apart by a single strike to each, revealing the decorated leotard of each. To my amusement, even those twin demons were powerless to hold composure in this scenario: finally, some asymmetry, as Furfur tripped and fell on his/her side, Zepar falling forward onto his/her face as the hat slid to the floor.

Zepar was in the better presenting position, so I moved to that demon first and took a seat behind with my own knees on either side, then began my own performance, beating that ass like a drum. In no time at all, the demon's pale cheeks were revealed to me through the torn leotard, rapidly reddening from my strikes. I noted he/she didn't seem to have many funny quips anymore, only fast, boyish gasps.

"Zepar, aren't you giving... M-Mr. Player quite a lot for free?" Furfur asked, his/her voice breaking in a rough way. I observed that face seemed to be frozen in that kind of wide smile that normally accompanied a punchline for Furfur. It felt like that was all that was left of the theatricality that demon used to hide his/her true desires.

Zepar didn't give any kind of witty retort, simply submitting to the punishment he/she craved while facing away from me on the floor. I paused for a moment, giving him/her an opportunity to reply to the other. "Furfur! It is Lord PLAYER who offers love freely! Let us bend to him, that we may herald his new, unchained form of love for all lovers!!"

"Is that our role, Zepar?" Furfur spoke manically, wrapping his/her arms around his/her thin shoulders.

"Of course, Furfur!" Zepar declared. He/she rose, pulled, Furfur to his/her feet, spun the yellow-clad body so that his/her red hair whirled around... then, with a mischievous smile of his/her own, paused that twirling with one hand to Furfur's back. Zepar spanked Furfur's bottom, causing him/her to leap into the air and hang there for a moment.

"Aaaahh~!! I feel something awakening, Zepar!!"

"Why, love, of course!!" Zepar agreed with a drooling smile, spinning into the air to slap Furfur's behind again. Amusingly, as both of those two got into it, their pretty, choreographed performance became more of a wrestling match as they struggled to get on top of each other. Each time one of them would get the leg up, he/she would inevitably cede control to the other, allowing them to take turns tearing into each other's asses.

Zepar paused for a moment with the back of Furfur's leotard in his/her mouth, rending it upward and speaking to me around it. "Lord PLAYER, do you require us for your ceremony?"

No, Zepar, it is not required. You two should simply enjoy each other's company, confident in the knowledge that true love will spread through the island tonight.

""It shall be so!!"" the two declared, rising to each raise a different hand to the ceiling while the other squeezed their partner's ass.

In another time, I would have been content to simply spend the night with two lovely demons and two loving humans. However, this was a special night, and there was still much to do. I left Furfur and Zepar locked with each other and unlocked the door, proceeding into the dark hall.

Oh, right... I was forgetting something. I summoned those two pets of mine before I leave. At this point, it was easier to direct them with a pull of my pink leash, rather than wasting words.