Evil Lust World Travel System

"Hasn't this bitch mastered her skills yet?" Saeko sneered at Kotonoha with a mix of contempt and hatred in her eyes, who was lying on Enzo's crotch, licking his penis.

More than a week ago, Enzo and Saeko had a heart-to-heart exchange and understood each other better. Both father and daughter effortlessly made an offensive and defensive pact, agreeing to keep each other's secrets and cooperate fully.

So, in the days that followed, Enzo had been contemplating how to reshape the purple-haired girl's outlook on life. Now, seeing her treat Kotonoha so ruthlessly, it seemed his efforts were paying off.

Of course, Saeko's rapid adaptation to this new, darker lifestyle wasn't solely due to her inner demons or antisocial tendencies, but because a few nights ago, Enzo actually took her hunting—hunting humans.

While Japan wasn't known for rampant crime, it was no paradise. In the dead of night, one could always find someone who deserved to die.

That night, Enzo brought Saeko to those hidden corners of the city where the crime rate was highest—the places no one dared to go alone. There, they encountered a group of drug dealers.

To test his skills, Enzo took down one of them himself, leaving the others for Saeko.

At first, Saeko hesitated. But when she saw the lecherous gleam in those men's eyes, memories of the man who tried to assault her years ago flooded back.

Moreover, seeing her own father take the lead in killing someone to set an example for her only hardened her resolve.

This time, there was no wodden sword in her hand, but a real katana with a blade almost as sharp as a surgical knife.

Without a second thought, she swung her sword and went on a killing spree.

As her sword cut through flesh, blood sprayed across her body. The first kill sent her staggering to her knees, vomiting. But then something that had been chaining her heart inside broke.

She began to laugh—wildly, uncontrollably—like a madwoman reveling in bloodshed. The blood smeared across her skin only heightened her exhilaration, painting the perfect portrait of a new urban legend born that midnight.

When the killing spree finally ended, both father and daughter set to work.

They meticulously dismembered the drug dealers' bodies, stuffed the remains into bags weighed down with cement blocks, and then collectively dumped the bodies into the ocean, drowning them in the depths.

Afterward, they returned to the scene, cleaned the bloodstains from the ground with a mix of water and gasoline, and erased the evidence of their crime.

In fact, doing so would not have much effect at all.

No matter whether a bored fisherman caught the bodies in the bags at the bottom of the sea or the drug dealer's superiors and subordinates came to the scene to investigate, the case would immediately surface.

Therefore, Saeko has been in a state of constant fear after killing them.

No matter how much she wanted to embrace the dark, violent tendencies lurking within her, the weight of the law hung over her like the sword of Damocles, making it difficult to breathe.

Sensing her turmoil, Enzo took advantage of the opportunity he was waiting for.

He told her to take time off from school and insisted she stay by his side until the situation settled or her heart calmed down. He reassured her, telling her that nothing would happen. And even if by some minuscule chance someone did come for her, he would take all the blame on himself.

No matter what, as her father, he'd never let anything harm her.

The sheer extent of his affection, care, and unyielding support broke through Saeko's emotional barriers.

Even though she was an adult girl, that day she found herself sobbing in her father's arms out of pure gratitude.

He had been growing more lustful under the influence of his inner demons, but she knew that he was still an upright, disciplined man. Yet he still dirtied his hands with blood for her, allowing her to unleash her darkest impulses without fear of repercussion.

For that, she respected and loved him even more deeply. Of course, as a daughter and not as a woman, at least not yet.

What she didn't realize, however, was that Enzo wasn't bothered in the slightest by the act of killing, nor by the thought of taking the blame for her.

In his mind, the world as they knew it was on borrowed time anyway. These drug dealers were just faceless nobodies whose disappearance would go unnoticed for days, maybe even longer. Even if they were discovered, no one would suspect them for a short time.

By the time the so-called famous detectives find him, the end of the world would have already arrived.

Moreover, as far as Enzo was concerned, the end of the world had already begun.

Although the new virus had only been discovered in the interior of Africa, at the rate of spread of the doomsday virus, the entire world will be finished together in three to five days at most.

"Nope, her skills are still not good!"

Enzo shook his head with a hint of disappointment in his voice. It was true that Kotonoha's oral sex skills have improved by leaps and bounds these days, but they were still far away from achieving the expected results.

The biggest reason? This girl had no real desire to perfect her blowjob skills.

Every day, she was dosed with a strong love potion mixed into her meals, keeping her in a constant state of arousal. Her mind was fogged with lust, barely able to remember her own name, let alone learn anything new.

"Father, is this slut really still a virgin?"

With a hint of disgust, she looked at Kotonoha, who was constantly twisting her buttocks and dripping copious amounts of love juice from the edge of the chastity belt.

Saeko couldn't deny her mixed feelings. Watching her father degrade Kotonoha in such a way felt extreme, even to her.

But compared to the lives she had taken with her own blade, training this girl like a bitch for his amusement seemed trivial in comparison.

Furthermore, both Kotonoha and her mother tried to take advantage of her father for their own gain. Now, they were paying the price for their greed. Saeko saw no reason to feel pity.

Sympathy wasn't in her nature.

After all, she could be the Shura Onihime, the fierce demon princess, or the graceful Yamato Nadeshiko, the ideal Japanese woman, but she would never be a naive Madonna, brimming with compassion.

"Don't worry. Once we ruin and bring that old bitch into the mix, we'll train her together. She can lose her virginity then. No rush."

Enzo said with a smile.

He was now sitting naked on the chair, and Kotonoha, who was only wearing a metal chastity belt, was kneeling in front of him, diligently licking his cock.

Saeko was sitting opposite him, chatting casually with him.

Half a month ago, this scene would have seemed unimaginable, but since she had started staying by his side, she had changed significantly.

At first, Saeko couldn't even look her father in the eye when he was naked. Now, she could sit calmly through nearly anything—or at least, she had learned to fake it well enough.

But that was all. It was still a long way from getting the girl to take off her clothes in front of him or asking her to help him satisfy his physical desires.

"Father, if you want to ruin that old bitch, shouldn't we find a way to bankrupt her? We could then get the debt collection firm to help collect the debt. I think the chances of success would be high. Maybe we can even buy the old bitch directly."

Saeko's sharp mind immediately began calculating after hearing Enzo's words.

It has to be said that once a woman becomes black, she could be extremely ruthless.

Saeko used to be such a pure girl, but now she was actually forcing girls into prostitution and bullying others.

It was true that Manami's financial situation was not bad, and the Katsura family could be considered a wealthy family, but it was still far behind compared to the Busujima family. 

If Master Busujima really wanted to frame the other party and make the Katsura family ruined and in debt, it wouldn't be much of a problem. 

But it required a lot of time, manpower, and material resources to make arrangements. From the beginning to the end, it couldn't be done in less than half a year. 

"Don't worry, the opportunity will come soon!" Enzo smiled.

There was no need to rush when chaos was so near. Once the apocalypse began in a few days, all this etiquette, morality, and legal nonsense would become irrelevant. At that point, he wouldn't even need to lift a finger.

"Just wait, daughter! The world will fall apart soon enough."

If there were a progress bar for their relationship, Saeko Busujima's loyalty to her father would've long hit worship status, and now it was close to devotion.

No matter what Enzo said, the purple-haired girl never objected.

"When you resume school tomorrow, if you have nothing to do, hang out on the rooftop. If anything unexpected happens, make sure you bring that cow Shizuka back safely."

He pressed Kotonoha's head tightly under his crotch, putting most of his penis into her mouth. While the girl was struggling violently, the man ejaculated directly into her esophagus! 

As Saeko looked at her father ejaculating in Kotonoha's small throat, two blushes suddenly appeared on her cheeks.