The Punishment of A Demon General

Seriously, me, an airhead? She's the one who can't tell the difference between two completely different people! I open my mouth to protest, but the Heroine beats me to the punch.

"Maybe tomorrow, though, we do have actual things we need to do right now, you know. Like deal with ~the basement~." ... Why did she put so much weird emphasis on 'the basement'? Also, who said I was ever going to agree to help, anyway?!

"Whenever we tried to get the demon to talk they just kept calling for you, so, you know." What? Is that why they thought I knew them? Not just because 'oh you're both demons, you must know each other?' Not that I believe it's a demon yet, but still!

"If you help out, I'll agree to your challenge." She reads me like a book once again, causing me to furrow my brow.

"... Ugh, fine, whatever." I can't help it anyway. If those idiots escape they'll probably try and kill me, so it's for my own sake. I don't know why they didn't just kill them in the first place, though.

Before I can start walking down the stairs, the Heroine suddenly pulls out a leash, staring at me. Why do you just carry a leash on you?! Who is that for exactly?!

+A leash and a pocket knife are always in a domme's every-day-carry.+

(No, you're just weird.)

+What do you mean? A leash has so many uses, all of them common! There's no reason to not carry one.+

(If you're finding people you have to leash on a common basis that sounds like a you problem.)

+... Who said it's a problem?+

"No." I sternly state. We're just walking through the house, why do I need a leash?!

Surprisingly, the heroine puts it away with a dissatisfied look. Wait, what? You're not gonna put it on me? I mean, it's not like I wanted it but... Are you sick or something? Where's the evil heroine who doesn't listen to anything?

(She's still here, just hiding.)

+What do you mean? I'm not hiding!+

I follow the heroine through the house with conflicting thoughts, she does still look back occasionally to make sure I haven't wandered off, but that's basically the end of her interference.

After two flights of stairs, we finally end up in a pretty moist feeling basement. Ew, I almost pity these people having to stay down here in this warm mugginess.

There are half a dozen people here, one of them being Fake-me, separated from the rest and firmly bound to the ground, neither able to see nor speak.

Honestly, I don't even remember what kind of charm I put on them, but it must have been ridiculous to just have them sit there dumbly like this for several days.

The blank eyes that were just staring at the wall when I came down immediately light up on seeing me, several of them shouting 'Mistress!' while stumbling onto their feet, legs struggling to work after sitting there for so long.

"Uh, at ease." I wave my hand at them to try and get them to stop fumbling over themselves to see me. Sheesh, I really did a number on them.

"What did you want me to ask?" Honestly, I wasn't prepared to do all this, so I didn't have any questions prepared at all.

"Well, why they attacked us in the first place would be a good starter." That's fair, though I'm not sure it would change much. We should just be killing them regardless, I don't wanna sit here and charm them for the rest of their lives.

"You heard her, answer it." I stare at them firmly, watching as a couple of them kneel back down before me in awe, one of them does manage to speak up, though.

"We're supposed to be hunting demons and their servants. Mistress is a demon, you are her servants," says a willful-looking elven woman. Oh, I guess that explains that, I guess because we were 'together' they thought they were my servants?

Does that mean they've been following us since before we split up? Huh, I guess that means it's the Heroine's fault we got caught. Hah! I look over to her smugly, though she just looks confused when she sees my expression.

"So you just assumed we were her servants and attacked us?" The Heroine sounds incredibly annoyed, but thankfully it's not directed at me this time. I mean, I can kind of understand how she feels, did they really almost kill Fluffy just because they 'might' have been my servants? That kind of pisses me off too.

The willful woman doesn't respond until I gesture for her to answer once again. "You two are together right now, no? This is proof you are my Mistress' servant." What kind of half-ass logic is that? I mean, I guess because I'm a succubus, but still!

Even then, they make it sound like they'd just be willing to kill anyone who got charmed by a succubus. Either way, I was right, they're demon hunters!

"Well, alright." Hm? Are you really just gonna let that go, Heroine? She begins to head over to the wriggling Fake-me instead.

"Wait, seriously? You're not even gonna kill them or something?" While they may be charmed my words definitely bring quite a few looks of terror from the five. Is this one of those 'oh I'm a heroine, even though they almost killed my friends I don't wanna punish them because they're people' thing?

... I guess not. I get chills as the heroine turns back around, her icy-cold stare landing on me before she gives a non-committal shrug. Well, rest-in-pieces you five.

We loom over a bound-up version of me being crushed by gravity, though it doesn't mean there isn't enough room for her to wriggle and squirm at least.

The heroine seems to release her gravity magic keeping her from being able to talk, because she opens her mouth. "Ah, darling, is that you?"

"Who the hell is your darling?" I grumble. The heroine most certainly is not your darling, you fake!

"Oh, it is! My darling Ilvia..." I blink for a couple moments. Wait, there's no way, right? Is this actually...

"... Envy?" Wait, so that was actually Envy's fetish in that dream?! I knew they were obsessed with me, but what the hell?!

"You wound me! Will you not call me Paralis like old times...?" Ugh, everything makes sense now... Fuck, if I'm going to return I need to get the heroine to release them!

Envy is the psychopath whose obsession over me got me the position as Demon General in the first place, so they're basically my first defense from keeping them from replacing me.

"What is it, darling? Did you want to sit on my face?" ... Ugh, I only did that once! After that I never wanted to do it again because all they did was hold onto and tongue fuck me until I couldn't feel my legs.

Who knows why Envy is so obsessed with me, envy demons are already incredibly unpredictable at the best of times, but this one really takes the cake on complete nonsense...

Wrath says it's probably because I'm so pathetic that there's nothing to be envious about, so I make the perfect candidate. Fuck you, Wrath!

I look around a couple times, making sure Wrath isn't somehow here somewhere while I think bad about them, causing the heroine to look at me questioningly.

"So this is 'the amazing Demon General of Envy', then?" Cat's already out of the bag there, I really need to figure out how to convince her to release them.

"Uh, yeah... Yeah, they are." I furrow my brow as I stare at them, is there really a way I can convince the heroine to let them go?

"... I see, well, I'll deal with it then, you can head on back then." Okay, the Heroine is seriously ruthless! Don't do it!

"Hey, wait, I uh..." The Heroine won't just take this opportunity to kill me too, right? She said she wasn't gonna kill me and seemed at least somewhat sincere about it. She keeps looking at me with a 'spit it out' kind of gaze while I think.

"... Can you do me a favor and maybe release them, instead?" She stares at me for several moments, I can immediately feel sweat beading down my forehead, the sudden stress not helping with the uncomfortable heat down here.

"Oh, darling! You're going to save me? How cute!" Shut up, Envy! All I can do is tap the side of their face with my foot to try and get them to stop talking.

"Is that your foot, darling? I can recognize that scent anywhere... Mmm..." I feel chills run up my spine from that comment, half tempted to just let the heroine end them now.

I hate yanderes. I thought they were cute when I was reading about them in hero stuff, but when you actually experience it it's... eugh. You never know when Envy is gonna go off the deep end sometimes and start-

"It truly makes me want to bite your little toes off one by one." ... Saying stuff like that.

The heroine looks at me with a confused stare, probably wondering why the heck I'm trying to get her to let go someone like this. Honestly, I'm starting to question that too, but I'd be shooting myself in the foot if I didn't!

"Why?" I figured she was gonna ask that, ugh, what do I say?

"Darling loves me, of course, right darling?" Their cheerful voice definitely does not mask the immense threat behind those words.

"I, um, yeah. It's just... Complicated." I rub my face, briefly wondering what to do before Envy suddenly goes silent and still on the ground.

"There, she's unconscious." Once an overpowered heroine, always an overpowered heroine. Wait, is that supposed to be consideration for me, or something? Who are you?

I glance over the heroine suspiciously, wanting to wonder what she's up to, but I really don't feel like going down that rabbit hole right now.

"They're important to me in certain ways." Technically not a lie, they really are important to my survival when I go back.

The heroine frowns and looks over Envy for several moments, seemingly deep in thought.

"I'll only do this as an apology to you this one time, alright? This isn't happening again, even if she comes back." I want to protest towards the bit about it never happening again, but it happening at all is a blessing I shouldn't have expected to get.

"That works." My words draw a sigh from the heroine for some reason, I'm really surprised she was as easy to convince as she was.

"I can't let her go until we're ready to leave, though." Hm? I don't really get why, but okay. It being sooner or later isn't really any skin off my back.

+Envy is something else.+

(Is the degenerate feeling intimidated by other degenerates?)

+Hey, that's not degeneracy, that's just straight up crazy! As the rule says, don't stick your dick in crazy, don't let crazy stick their dick in you.+

(Ehh, I feel like half of your harem is off limits, then.)

+Hey, they're not crazy! Just... Unique. I like the chaotic ones.+

(I can see that.)

Author's Note:

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