The Five Equal Parts of a Demonic Art (Part 1)

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(Part 1)

Prologue

"Uh...you really want to fight me?" I scratched the back of my head, smiling helplessly.

"Of course! You devil who toys with girls. Today, I will definitely defeat you!" Mary Sue
tossed her signature beautiful silver hair and shouted fiercely.

"But, didn't I tell you? Even though you're Mary Sue and I'm a domineering protagonist, in the public eye,
we're equals. But in reality, there's a fundamental difference between us. My essence is Yang Fan, a super-
powerful being, not only possessing
a complete , but also completing a year-long 'Ring' by interfering with the reality world, establishing
an extreme male empire that benefits all male life. And you, you're just the embodiment of my regret. Do you know what regret is?
It's not even consciousness, not even a thought. When facing a mortal enemy, it accounts for 99.999999999999
%..." The fleeting thought amidst "I'm going to beat this son of a bitch"—"If someone really dies, it'll be troublesome"
—that's what you call regret. "Hiding in the 'Wakami Road' means I can avoid those noisy harems. A peaceful
life is so nice. But, if a sympathetic enemy suddenly appears, that might be nice too." You're just
a lowly being born from the latter half of that sentence. You can fight the protagonist, but how could you possibly beat me?" I helplessly
tried to dissuade her.

"I don't care! I don't care! I don't care!" Mary Sue stomped her feet and roared, "I'm going to fight you!
And I'll definitely win! You dare bet with me, Dragon Overlord?"

"Bet?" I frowned. "Putting everything else aside, can you offer an equal stake?"

"Why not?" Mary Sue slammed an anime on the table. "This is
one of the top contenders for the winter anime season. You must have seen it, right? Those five stunningly beautiful women from the Nakano family, each with their own unique charm,
you must have wanted to be with them for a long time, right?"

"The Quintessential Quintuplets? Yes, I've seen it. But..."

Mary Sue interrupted me, "You can travel into the anime like me, right? You can control their fates as you
please, right? Okay, let's bet on the five of them. If you win, you can do whatever you want with the quintuplets
. If you lose, you let them go. It's settled!"

"Hey, calm down, interrupting others is very impolite!" I rubbed my forehead and smiled wryly, "By the way,
aren't an ice queen? Aren't you supposed to be quite aloof? Why are you always so excited in front of me?"

"..."

"Uh... what's with this blushing, shy silence? Are you doing it on purpose? Like
a little kid pulling the girl's ponytail?"

"Who, who, who, who did it on purpose?!" Mary Sue stomped her foot like a dog whose tail had been stepped on,
"Let's fight, you big jerk!"

"Alright then." I smiled helplessly and stood up.

To be honest, my original plan was to blast her to smithereens with some powerful move like a regular punch; after
all, the dignity of a powerful protagonist like me couldn't be offended. However, since she meant well and was a beautiful woman, I'd
try to be as merciful as possible.

My body trembled, and an aura of dominance emanated from me in a circular motion.
Suddenly, knelt down on one knee with a "plop," and said to me in an extremely serious tone, "I am Mary Sue. From now on
, I will follow Brother Long's lead. If Brother Long tells me to go east, I will not go west; if Brother Long tells me to go west, I will never go north. I
will dedicate myself to until my dying breath."

"Looks like you can't resist my domineering aura," I said lazily. "Then, let's try the taunting aura."

I slightly expanded my taunting aura to level 0.0000000001,
and Mary Sue, who was kneeling on one knee, suddenly raised her head, her face turning dark, and said, "Brother Long
, you'd better watch out! I, Mary Sue, know how to please men. Those handsome guys of yours might only dote
on me in the future and stop liking you. When you're old and faded, I'll
gladly , hahaha... Don't worry, I'll leave you a woodshed to live in then, hahaha
..."

"What the hell is this darkening direction? You... do you think I'm gay? Trying to steal your handsome guys?" I
slapped my face and lamented as I withdrew my taunting aura.

"I... lost?" Mary Sue asked dazedly, rubbing her beautiful eyes.

"Yeah. The Nakano quintuplets are mine now."

"Tch." Mary Sue blushed and pouted. "Such wonderful girls, and you just took them into
your harem . I'm so resentful."

"Who said I was going to take them into my harem? Do they deserve it?"

"...Huh?"

"That's why you shouldn't interrupt me. This is Hatsumi-michi.
The anime is actually a projection of the same-name elements from the Hatsumi-michi anime/cartoon style. Although the five sisters
have the same setting, their beauty content is worlds apart. It's like
the relationship between the real world and the world of ideas in Plato's philosophy. After having sex with five sisters from the lowest rungs of society, who would want this crappy anime? Besides, my strength is
too great ; it's impossible for me to descend into the anime world in my true form. So, if I wanted to take the five sisters, I would have to possess them
, which is too much trouble."

"..." Mary Sue lowered her head speechlessly.

"However, even so," I coughed, "this is a bet I won fighting you,
so I'll do myself a favor."

"Really? Yay! Cough cough cough, no, damn it, you bastard who tramples on girls' dignity got away with it again,
hmph!"

"...I don't know where to begin complaining. Fine, I forgive you, you big idiot."

"Who who is a big idiot?! Speak properly! By the way, Long Aotian, didn't you say you
were going to possess 'The Quintessential Quintuplets'? Who are you possessing?"

"Uh, well...probably Miku."

"Oh? Why, why?"

"Because I used my titanium alloy dog eyes to visually assess her, and her skin is the smoothest among the five sisters,
so her living conditions should be the best. She has an older sister and a younger sister, and is the apple of everyone's eye. Her personality is also gentle. "
"The kind that's hesitant and sluggish. If I possess her, I can continue my lazy life."

Mary Sue: "...I thought you were a Miku shipper like me. Okay. I was wrong."

"Mikaku is the best, no problem. But, May is heaven." I yawned. "Ah,
I really want to hold May in my arms and pamper her fiercely. Slap her pretty little face until it's bruised, smash her fragile body,
wash my feet with her tears, dismember and devour her tender limbs bit by bit. Just thinking about it is exciting."

"You... what kind of pampering is this?!"

"Considering her beauty, this is already an exceptional privilege, isn't it?"

"That's true..."

"Nino, to be honest, she's kind of annoying. She's tsundere, but this tsundere is way too much.
If Nino hadn't adjusted the dosage properly, causing Futaro to overdose on sleeping pills, then
the 'Futaro-kun' Nino affectionately called him might have been dead back then. Such a clueless girl actually possesses
the strongest ; it's truly a sin of heaven. So, I'm going to take everything away from her."

"Yotsuba, hmm, a little angel, very comfortable to be around. She's just a bit clumsy and a bit of a saint, making you want
to torment her.

As for Ichika, she'll probably be disassembled and used as human furniture."

"How terrifying!" Mary Sue took a step back in horror.

"I can't help it. I really don't like overly mature older sisters." I shrugged. "Well then,
let's begin."

The narcissistic Miku said,

"I'm going home now, see you tomorrow, Miku." The girl waved goodbye to
another , then turned and walked towards her home.

Miku waved goodbye, watching the girl walk a distance before fiddling with her backpack strap and heading in the opposite
direction .

Another day has passed. Soon she'd be home. She'd get a good rest and go to bed early.

Miku thought to herself as she walked. After a long day of school, she was tired and just wanted to get home
quickly , have dinner with her four sisters, take a nice hot bath, and drift off to sleep.

"Eh?" Entering the apartment complex, Miku suddenly felt like she was being watched, especially as she reached her front door.
Hesitating for a moment, she turned around and looked around, but apart from a
stray cat , she saw nothing.

Just her imagination? Miku thought. She secretly laughed at herself for being so jumpy, turned back around, took out
her keys, and opened her front door.

"Dad, I'm going to take a bath." Peeking into the living room, she saw her father
talking greeted him. After receiving a response, she grabbed her clothes, went into the bathroom, and
carefully locked the door.

It was almost nine o'clock, and she had class tomorrow.

Miku loosened her hair, set the headband aside, and washed her pretty face.

"Drip." A soft sound of water, different from the gushing sound of the faucet, was
keenly . She shuddered; a drop of water had suddenly landed on the top of her soft hair, the cool
sensation making her a little uncomfortable.

Was there a leak in the ceiling? She wondered as she wiped the water from her face. The drop of water slowly slid
down, finally sliding into her ear.

Miku frowned, reaching out her slender fingers to clean her ear, but it didn't help; it seemed the water
had flowed deeper into her ear.

Oh well, she could just clean it with a cotton swab after her shower. Miku sighed,
removed , opened her eyes, looked at the mirror in front of her, and suddenly froze.

The girl in the mirror, whom she had seen for seventeen years, now, for some reason, stirred
a heart.

Her rosy skin, clear eyes, and delicate nose made her heart flutter. Hesitating for a moment, she
reached out a finger and touched her lips, gently stroking them.

Among the five sisters, Miku's appearance wasn't stunning, only rather cute, but
those who had read the manga knew that her lips were the envy of the other four sisters. Without makeup, they possessed a cherry-red
hue , soft and plump, their opening and closing as if they had the texture of jelly. Coupled with her sweet
voice, even a straight man like Futaro couldn't help but be captivated.

Lost in thought, her finger lightly traced her lips. As if unintentionally, Miku put her finger in her mouth,
touching her pearly teeth, then her tongue, a few drops of saliva clinging to her finger. She stirred it back and forth, carefully teasing her
little mouth.

A smooth, silky touch spread from her fingertips, incredibly comfortable. Miku closed her eyes in blissful enjoyment, then suddenly jolted
awake, her beautiful eyes snapping open. She pulled her delicate finger from her mouth, leaving a glistening line.

She realized then that she had inadvertently moved closer to the mirror, her free left hand resting on the edge of the sink, her waist
slightly bent, her pretty face almost pressed against the mirror.

Her cheeks flushed slightly. Miku didn't know why, but she had just had
a , even almost kissing her reflection, and even doing *that* with her hand.

After washing her face again, Miku, having calmed down, laughed at herself for perhaps being overly narcissistic. Realizing it was late,
she quickly took off her school uniform, wanting to take a shower and get some sleep.

After putting her clothes in the basket beside her, she brushed her loose hair aside and glanced at
the mirror , the beauty in the mirror still making her momentarily stunned.

The clothes that had initially concealed her body had been removed, leaving her only in her close-fitting underwear, making her even more
alluring . Although it was just plain white underwear, it imbued her pure body with an inviolable sense of sanctity.
And when such a pure body appeared before one's eyes without any concealment, the temptation was innate.

"I didn't realize I was so beautiful," Miku murmured softly in her usual indifferent tone. She couldn't help but observe
her body; her well-proportioned and slender figure gave her a strange sense of pride. Although she was naturally averse to exercise,
the genes she inherited from her mother had sculpted her into a beautiful figure. Her swan-like, rounded neck, her
delicate collarbones… her gaze slowly descended, finally settling on the plain white underwear. In recent years, her breasts
had begun to develop slowly; although not large, they were considered full for her age.

School uniforms are such a hassle; they don't show off my figure at all. This was the first time Miku had such
a thought .

Further down, there was her flat stomach, without any excess fat, looking absolutely perfect. Finally, there was
the white fabric between her legs…

Oh my god! What am I thinking!

Miku quickly shook her slightly feverish head. She had actually been having
fantasies about her own body without realizing it? This made her innocent mind momentarily confused.

To stop herself from having those strange thoughts, she fiercely suppressed the burgeoning desire
to see her naked body, closed her eyes, and quickly took off the last of her clothes. Then she turned on
the shower, letting the warm water splash over her naked body.

Feeling the heat slowly subside, Miku opened her eyes, took some shampoo, and began washing her
hair.

After drying her hair with a towel, Miku carefully tied it up before starting to wash
her body .

What's wrong with me today? Why am I having such wild thoughts while showering? Shower gel and water created
a lot of foam, which Miku applied to her body and gently rubbed. A faint lavender scent emanated from
her , slowly easing the tension of the day.

She softly hummed an unknown tune, her voice like a mountain spring flowing through the bathroom. Miku
closed her eyes, savoring the comfort of the bath.

Her fingers gently stroked her soft skin, spreading the foam evenly, accompanied by gentle
kneading, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body like an electric current.

In the bathroom, the girl with her eyes closed was unaware that her delicate hands were currently resting on
her breasts , her fingers kneading them repeatedly with the most soothing pressure, occasionally gently pinching the small protrusion at the tip.
With each pinch, the girl's body would tense slightly, and her legs would fidget restlessly.

"Miku, are you done washing?" Her father's worried voice came from outside the door. Miku slowly
put on her nightgown, but didn't change into any new underwear. "Okay. Daddy, I'm coming out now."

She obediently answered her father's question, then glanced at herself in the mirror, her hands fidgeting restlessly in front of her chest.
Feeling the lingering afterglow, Miku curled her lips into a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Miku~"

The clumsy Yotsuba asked

, "How's Miku? Do you have a crush on anyone?"

"Huh? Eh?"

"Running away with a shy expression, no doubt about it! Miku, you're in love!" Ichika and Yotsuba
exclaimed in unison .

Love my foot!

Miku ran to the bathroom, then, leaning against the mirror, blushed furiously.

I... I'm in love with myself? Is this how love works? Ahhh, my blushing reflection in the mirror
is so cute, I feel like... uhhh, no, no, what am I thinking?!

What should I do?!

Poor Miku had no idea that I had already possessed her without her even noticing. However, unlike
a simple, direct body swap, I merely infiltrated her subconscious,
perfectly aligning her aesthetics and preferences with my own.

For ordinary couples, the overlap between aesthetics and a lover's attributes is only around 20%.
Over 70% is enough for love at first sight, the kind that lasts until death do us part. Miku's overlap is
an unprecedented 100%. This level of love, hehe, she can't escape it.

A complete narcissist—that's the persona I set for Miku.

Miku who can smile foolishly at herself in the mirror all day. Miku who

pinches her cheeks and rubs her breasts all the time, taking liberties with herself. Miku who takes countless

photos of herself, and masturbates in bed at night.

This is the real Miku! Not me in a different body, but the real Miku!

"Hey, Miku-nee, do you want some milk tea? Could you go downstairs and buy me one?" Yotsuba
pleaded .

Just ten minutes ago you were teasing me about dating, huh!

Miku was still angry, but faced with Yotsuba's angelic smile, she couldn't refuse.

Yes, I couldn't refuse either!

My beautiful eyes trembled, and my body shifted.

Very well, now it's not Miku anymore, it's me. Me, with Miku as my shell.

"Give me the cup. I'll get it for you."

"Oh, okay, thank you, Miku-nee."

I smiled, took Yotsuba's cup, and walked out of the house. Downstairs in the hot water room, seeing
no one around, I casually took off my black stockings.

Then, I tossed them into Yotsuba's cup, added some honey, poured in hot water, and waited for the honey to dissolve before
returning home.

"Hey, honey stockings water."

"Huh? What?" Even if Yotsuba was slow-witted, she was still taken aback by those words. And of course, I couldn't let this little
blockhead figure it out.

Long Aotian's exclusive skill—the IQ-Lowering Aura—activated!

With this move, even a wise person would become an idiot. Let alone Yotsuba, who was already a bit slow -witted; her IQ
instantly dropped to zero.

Yotsuba took the drink and lightly sipped it. The honey flavor masked much of the foot odor, and with
the IQ-Lowering Aura, Yotsuba couldn't detect anything unusual.

Seeing Yotsuba's lack of reaction, I asked, "How is it?"

"Hmm, not bad, thank you, Miku-nee."

I couldn't help but cover my mouth and laugh. So, for the next few days, I soaked
Yotsuba's worn stockings in this way every day, adding less and less honey. Yotsuba gradually got used to it, like
a frog being slowly boiled in water. I, however, became curious and wanted to see just how far Yotsuba's IQ would go before she noticed.
So that day, I filled my foot bath with water, took off my socks and placed them on the table. I
comfortably soaked my feet in front of Yotsuba. After a while, I took Yotsuba's cup, filled it with my own foot bath water, and
threw it into my socks. Seeing Yotsuba drink it without any reaction, I felt even more aroused. After Yotsuba finished drinking,
I used my long, slender fingers to remove my socks.

"There's still a lot on the socks, come on, put them in your mouth and suck on them." Although they had been soaked in water, the socks
still had a faint smell. However, Yotsuba's intelligence was now even lower than that of an idiot, and she had gradually gotten used to it,
so she didn't suspect anything. She just obediently sucked the socks clean, and then I hung them to dry inside the house.

"Hehe, my little angel washed these socks, now I can wear them directly."

If Yotsuba had retained even a little bit of intelligence, she would have noticed that the socks hanging to dry
were completely different from the socks used for soaking milk tea, and the toes and heels were clearly distinct, obviously worn. But Yotsuba, who had completely become an idiot
, felt a little awkward but didn't notice any connection. Later, I became even more open about it, always
putting my socks in Yotsuba's cup like this, then hanging them to dry outside the house, and then taking out
a pair Yotsuba had washed before and wearing them.

A few days later, I decided to go even further. That day, I took off my stockings in front of Yotsuba:
"Sorry, Yotsuba, I was so thirsty today. I drank all the milk tea, so I only have these stockings left for you to enjoy. Be good,
ah—open your mouth!"

Yotsuba opened her mouth groggily, and I excitedly stuffed my stockings into her mouth: "
Hehe , it's fresh and original today, enjoy it."

Yotsuba frowned slightly, vaguely sensing something was off, but still didn't resist.

Seeing how easy Yotsuba was to bully, I couldn't help but want to go even further: "Actually, a new
milk tea , and I brought some back for you to try." Then I picked up Yotsuba's cup, placed it under the table,
added a lot of honey, and then a stream of water shot from between my legs into Yotsuba's cup. After a while, I shook
the cup: "Hey, this milk tea is made with girlish bodily fluids." Yotsuba stupidly used her mouth to clean my stockings,
and then took a sip of the "milk tea."

"How is it?"

"Hmm, it tastes a little strange."

"It's okay, just savor it, it's quite delicious." I said with a smile, and seeing Yotsuba nod blankly, I
was even happier. Then, slowly, just like before, the honey became less and less, while the stockings continued to appear every day. Yotsuba would first suck on the stockings for a while
each day , and then drink the milk tea I had carefully prepared. But I was wondering when
Yotsuba would notice. Later, my behavior became more and more obvious. Sometimes, I would even take off my shoes and say something to make Yotsuba
notice the stockings on my feet, then take them off, change the subject, and casually put the stockings back into Yotsuba's
mouth. If you lose the guidance of intelligence, habit is the most terrifying thing. Yotsuba is in this
situation . Little by little, the changes don't make any obvious difference, but changing a little every day will
result in a world of difference from the beginning. Yotsuba now sucks on my stockings every day, then drinks
the milk tea I prepare for her. Of course, there's no honey in the milk tea anymore. And what started as one cup
has become several. Whenever I need to pee, I grab Yotsuba's cup and watch her
inexplicably drink her own urine. Sometimes Yotsuba even asks, "Miku-nee, why haven't you gone to
the bathroom ?"

"Yotsuba, what? You're bothering me when I pee? You want to drink it?"

"Oh, I'm just being kind. Humph!" Yotsuba pouts angrily. Seeing this, my desire surges, and I
immediately think of a new idea: "Come on, Yotsuba, close your eyes. Today I'll give you some original, virginal fluid."
Yotsuba is confused. Why close her eyes? However, she obediently closed her mouth, and I straddled Yotsuba's
head, slowly pulling down my underwear and gently pressing my genitals against Yotsuba's face. Looking at Yotsuba's cute cherry lips,
I couldn't help but let a warm stream rush in, which Yotsuba hurriedly drank down in large gulps.

"Come on, Yotsuba, lick the bottle opening clean too."

Yotsuba stuck out her tongue and licked my genitals clean little by little after I urinated. As usual, since we
started , we continued, but I wasn't satisfied with the result, so soon, Yotsuba had
another task every day: "eating snacks." With her eyes closed, Yotsuba was licking the "snacks" in front of her,
while I was sitting on the table in front of her, my two sweaty feet getting wet from being licked.

"Good girl. Are the snacks delicious? Hehe."

"Oh my! Yotsuba and... Miku? What are you doing?"

I looked up from my fun and met Ichika's horrified gaze.

"Oh, sorry, I was seen. Well then, my next target is you, who's come to me for help."

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