Chapter 176: Fun Date

I cut the power a split second later.

Yoona took a sharp, ragged breath, steadying her trembling legs as she looked up at me with a heavily flushed, intensely aroused smile.

"Oh... Seth..." Yoona purred raspily, licking her lips. "This is going to be an insanely fun evening."

A few minutes later, the four of us stepped out into the main commercial district of Avalon Academy.

Unlike the human world, the city built upon the floating island of Avalon was a thriving, bustling metropolis where dozens of supernatural races lived and walked alongside humans.

Under the warm, golden glow of enchanted streetlamps, I saw four-armed oni in modern suits arguing near a vehicle depot, sleek high-elves with silver hair browsing luxury boutiques, beastkin street vendors selling grilled magical meats, and spirit entities floating down paved avenues. The entire city felt alive, vibrant, and fascinating.

We treated the evening like a full-fledged group date. The four of us walked down the broad, paved shopping avenues arm-in-arm, taking in the sights, laughing at Yerin’s chaotic commentary, and browsing through various stores.

Our first stop was a grand, multi-story clothing emporium that sold everything from trendy human fashions to high-grade enchanted robes and combat armor. Since I had arrived at Avalon with only a few outfits because of some special individuals, the girls immediately took it upon themselves to revamp my wardrobe.

"Over here, Seth!" Yerin cheered, grabbing my hand and dragging me into the men’s premium section. "You need more casual jackets! Try this dark leather one!"

I tried on a fitted, dark tailored jacket over a clean shirt, stepping out in front of the full-length mirror.

"Damn, Seth..." Yerin gasped, leaning against my arm as she looked at my reflection with starry eyes. "You look ridiculously hot in that!"

While Yerin was admiring my chest in the mirror, I narrowed my eyes slightly, focusing my mind on her device. I turned her vibrator to maximum intensity.

HUMMMMMMM!

Yerin’s entire body went rock rigid.

Her hands slammed flat against my chest, her mouth dropping open as a muffled, squeaky gasp escaped her throat. Her back arched sharply, her toes curling inside her stylish shoes as her eyes went wide and dazed. She was this close to moaning out loud.

"S-Seth...!" Yerin squeaked out, her face exploding into a fiery crimson blush as she glared at me through teary, trembling eyes.

I offered her an innocent, clueless smile, smoothing down my leather lapels. "What’s wrong, Yerin? Does the jacket not fit properly?"

Yerin bit her lower lip, her knuckles turning white as she squeezed her thighs together, desperately trying to hold back a loud, embarrassing moan right in the middle of the store.

"It... it fits... g-great...!" Yerin whimpered under her breath, her voice trembling as the heavy vibrations buzzed against her sensitive core.

Yoona and Val watched from two steps away, both holding back soft, amused giggles as Yerin struggled to stay upright against my chest.

A few minutes later, we walked over to the formal wear section, where Yoona was inspecting a rack of high-grade enchanted silk coats. An elegant high-elf saleswoman walked up to her, bowing politely.

"Good evening, President Yoona," the saleswoman greeted. "Are you looking for something specific for the Student Council roster?"

"Yes," Yoona answered in her usual calm, dignified, and polished voice. "We require a durable, mana-resistant fabric that can withstand spatial pressure during—"

I stood three feet behind Yoona, crossed my arms, and sent a rolling, continuous wave pulse into her device.

HUMMM-HUMMM-HUMMM!

Yoona’s sentence snapped in half! "...during... ah-hn...!"

A sharp, breathless gasp slipped past Yoona’s lips. Her knees visibly wobbled, her hands shooting out to grip the edge of the glass display counter so hard the reinforced glass creaked under her Succubus strength. Her eyes dilated, her face flushing dark pink as an intense wave of pleasure rocked her body.

The elf saleswoman blinked in surprise, looking at her with concern. "Is something wrong, President Yoona?"

Yoona summoned every ounce of her Succubus willpower. She forced her posture straight, closed her eyes for a split second, and offered the saleswoman a breathless, slightly dazed, yet remarkably dignified smile.

"Nothing at all..." Yoona murmured, her voice carrying a heavy, raspy roughness. "I was simply... admiring the exceptional... quality of the weave."

She shot a razor-sharp, fiercely aroused look over her shoulder at me, her red hair fluttering as her lips curved into a wicked, needy promise.

Finally, it was Val’s turn. While Yoona and Yerin were browsing a shoe display, Val was standing near the entrance of the store. She had fallen back into her habitual, rigid bodyguard stance, feet shoulder-width apart, hands clasped behind her back, scanning the passing crowd with a stoic, serious expression.

I walked over, stopping in front of her. "Still on duty, Captain?" I asked with a quiet smirk.

"Always, Seth," Val answered dutifully, her voice firm.

I focused my mind and set her vibrator to a deep, heavy, rhythmic thumping pulse.

THUMP-THUMP-THUMP!

Val’s rigid guard posture shattered!

Her head snapped back, her eyes opening wide in shock as a deep, helpless flush erupted across her face. Her thighs clamped tightly together, her back arching as her hands gripped behind her waist so hard her knuckles turned white.

A soft, involuntary whimper escaped her throat before she bit her lip to seal it shut.

She looked at me, her violet eyes swimming with a mixture of raw, helpless arousal, deep embarrassment, and devoted submission.

I stepped closer, reaching out to gently adjust the lapel of her dark suit jacket, leaning in near her ear. "How’s your defense grid holding up, Val?"

"S-Seth..." Val whimpered under her breath, her breath fanning hot against my neck as her body trembled under her clothes. "...you are... terrible..."

"You love it," I whispered, squeezing her hip gently.

"...I do," she whispered back, her face burning like fire.

We spent the next two hours wandering through the vibrant streets of Avalon, trying on dozens of different outfits, eating delicious enchanted street food, and laughing together. The random, unpredictable activations kept all three of my girlfriends constantly on edge, wildly flushed, needy, and clinging tightly to my arms the entire evening.

By the time we returned to Residence 104 with arms full of shopping bags, the playful tension between us had reached a boiling point, and I knew the rest of the night inside our house was going to be even better.