Chapter 65 65: Marina Itsuki - Dog Woman



About 30 minutes later, the Anti-Warrior Taskforce seemed to have arrived as Amon sat on the edge of the bed stroking the soft brown hair of the sleeping Rebecca.

'I've already called her mother so she doesn't worry and apologised.'

[Hey~ why did you apologise when it wasn't your fault?]

'Mmmm, when you employ someone, their well-being and safety become your responsibility and burden...so today I failed.'

[What will you do in the future?]

[Those snake dragons will never let this go, and that ice freak, he hates you.]

'Should I just knock his sister up, then become the Brother-in-law from hell?'

[Me first...]

'Oi now... you can't...'

[I can now]

'Really?'

[Mmmm... we can this time.]

'Ahem... Maybe in the future, why not enjoy life first?'

[That's better. I got a second chance, so why would I rush to become a mother]

[Save that for Maribell, who wants you bad]

'Shush, so the so-called Anti-Warrior Taskforce took over 2 hours to arrive if Rebecca was alone or I wasn't strong enough...'

[Are you angry?]

'Not sure...'

"I'm just glad Rebecca is alright."

[Because you want to bang her, right?]

'Shush.'

Amon leaned back, looking out the reinforced window and the argent moonlight that beamed onto his face.

In reality, he was feeling deflated—somehow, he got what he wanted with Ming Xue, yet the way he got it irritated him.

[You always did hate not getting your way, haha.]

Taking out his phone, he messaged his mother, Kizuna and Elma, who he would see after this was finished.

[Why don't you molest her like you do Elma and Alice?]

'It just feels wrong to treat her that way—Rebecca is Rebecca... Elma is Elma.'

The sirens of the regular police and what seemed to be backup for the task force sounded—Amon could hear them dealing with things on lower levels.

It seemed the Ming family had cut off their lizard tail, so the many warriors who came for thrills or money were abandoned and were now being taken into custody by those police dogs.

Amon pulled the quilt before covering Rebecca, stroking the sweaty hair from her face, leaning over to the bedside cabinet, removing some aloe vera wet wipes, and gently cleaning her naturally styled makeup to reveal her cute true face.

"Sleep well—I will deal with the issues and make sure you are safe. Your mother is fine and knows you are here, so don't stress."

He stood up before placing a small black wallet on the cabinet and writing a small note for her when she woke up.

-> Here is some money for breakfast or lunch, depending on when you wake up.

Take the day off tomorrow and go home to see your mother; thanks for the hard work and trying to protect me.

Let's go for a meal when we are both free.

Amon

Once he left the safe room, he locked the door and covered the entrance with his movable bookshelf, which was only slightly damaged, before he walked towards his desk, now split in half, but the computer was barely working and still functioning.

"Let's wait for them here."

***

It didn't take long as the loud shouts in his enhanced ears enjoyed the little warriors he missed shouting and causing a fuss while calling out the Ming family name, expecting it to mean something.

Why didn't they realise the truth and that the Ming family just used them to buy time to escape and shift the blame to angry, loose cultivators who wanted to attain the expensive elixirs that could help them advance?

Tak-Tak-Tak!

The sound of expensive, solid boots walking up the stairs towards this floor sounded before crashing and the loud sound of destroyed things as three people seemed to be heading up the stairs.

Amon knew who was coming, and he stayed here to meet them.

He wanted to know if this was a heroine he must kill or one he could corrupt and change.

Immediately after he leaned back in his chair with a loud creak, three women jumped into the room.

They all wore the black gear from the rooftop and had the same fluffy wolf ears as those he murdered in cold blood.

Two familiar faces were in front of him.

German, her face filled with a hateful look the moment she saw him or rather coming to this building filled with his vile scent, seemed to have overstimulated her as she smashed the table angrily on the floor below.

"Captian, there's someone here." Geram's dusty but sensual voice sounded, her sharp canines on display as she lifted her upper lip in disgust.

'Oh? How cute is she... I want to crush her against the wall and remind her she's my dog.'

[You always did get sadistic and heavy-handed when roleplaying...]

'Tia, you speak like this, but you are the one that like's to be dominated and can squirt with a full-blown orgasm from just having her tits and ass spanked.'

[!!!]

[Don't say it!]

'Still so cute.'

While he was joking with his cute little future wife, the three women came to the front of his desk, Geram and her soft silvery grey fur, another wolf to the right with grey, sooty fur, and the woman standing in the front.

Her black bodysuit was more top-notch, even the logo of the Itsuki family on her ample bosom as if to show her pride.

"Are you Amon Winchester?"

"My name is Marina Itsuki of the Anti-Warrior Alpha Taskforce!"

[Ohhh~ such an expensive body suit, yet her tits still bounce!]

[Does she have inverted nipples!?]

'Ah, this woman was another of my fetishes hidden in characters.'

[Which one! You are like a walking fetish!]

'She likes it in her ass.'

[Dog woman! I hope she cleans it properly. Otherwise, I'm not sleeping with you!]

'I haven't even slept with her!?'

[We both know even if you kill her, you will fuck her first! Don't feel like a hero because you saved Rebecca! You are grey! Greyer than an antihero!]

"Ah... Don't you think you took too long?"

"Miss Marina."

He would not show her respect and instead used her given name, which is normally quite rude when speaking with someone you don't know well.

Yet he wanted to make her angry, to find what made her tick.

Once again, he looked at her and the changes from the novel; they were so great he began to classify them as different people.

Furry-Marina

Bitch-Marina

In his head, the two were different, but he wondered if they were truly different or if both were complete bitches that couldn't be saved.

Bribery, Falsifying Evidence, Intimidation, Forging Crimscenes.

The list of her sins was quite long.

Yet her eyes that desired freedom to reach a higher stage were far clearer to him now that he wasn't irritated by the pesky spirits of former Amons.

Long black hair like a spider's silk shimmering in the moonlight, her eyes no longer almond but a luminescent grey shimmering like the moon itself.

Her body was more appealing to Amon now, with tight abs, a thin waist, with wide hips; of course, her biggest ASSet was always that huge, swaying buttocks that no man had touched apart from Amon.

The memories of having her panting below him, despite being betrayed, the one who always seduced the heroines was Amon Weltz, while the other remnants just wanted to kill everything or flee and hide from the plot.

"Your bodysuit makes your ass look amazing..." Amon said with a charming smile.

"With an ass like that, it's no wonder your enemies don't hear the clap of your cheeks as you approach."

"Is it natural?"

The three women's eyes suddenly became hostile, while Geram looked like she almost laughed for a moment before the other wolf glared at her.

'Amusing!'

"..."

"!!!"