The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

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　Rich.

　Basdie retracted its cat tongue and savored the taste, like a cat tasting meat for the first time, wanting more and more.

　Yes, but I'm afraid I might accidentally scratch it and let it slip through my fingers.

　When it doesn't get any feedback from its owner, it becomes more cautious.

　It braced its hands on either side of Dak's body, lowered its upper body, and its two long leopard-print tails swayed incessantly.

　The movement reveals an inner urgency.

　then.

　It carefully turned its face to the side and pressed its burning left cheek against its owner's cheek.

　Their faces gradually pressed together, the warmth unique to their owners transferring to each other, warming their skin.

　It's about to melt.

　"Meow--"

　Bastimon couldn't help but mutter in its sleep.

　Her beautiful eyes gradually narrowed into crescent moons.

　The surrounding magical spirits were shocked by the fusion of Gatomon and BlackGatomon, and were filled with envy and jealousy.

　Hatred exists in all forms.

　The fact that they merged and evolved into a subhuman species is especially enviable!

　The magical elves originally came to watch the drama unfold, but they never expected that they would almost end up...

　He was so shocked by the fact that he bit off his own tongue that he could not react for a moment, and let the Basti Beast press its face against Dak's face, and then slowly slide down to his shoulder and neck.

　"squint!"

　"Moo!"

　The strongest reactions naturally came from Sylveon and Miltank, the incarnations of Elysium.

　Miltank remained somewhat restrained, while Sylveon was enraged, its two ribbons standing straight up, its limbs flailing wildly.

　Then, with a burst of power, it pounced on the back of the Basti Beast from behind!

　However, just as it pounced into the air, two long tails suddenly shot out, their agility no less than that of satin.

　In an instant, the two long tails with tentacles wrapped Sylveon tightly around its body!

　When Sylveon was tied up like a dumpling for the first time, the entire Pokémon went ballistic, and its anger level skyrocketed.

　In its rage, it opened its mouth wide, and the power of the moon began to gather.

　But Basty didn't even turn to look at it; the tip of one of its cat tails snapped with a "snap."

　It struck its mouth, forcefully dispersing the gathered lunar power.

　As a highly threatening potential rival, one of Bastomon's original forms, Tailmon, naturally...

　They have thoroughly studied Sylveon's various skills and would never give it the opportunity to use them.

　The little Eevee sitting nearby stared wide-eyed at the Sylveon, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, filled with fear.

　At the same time, I felt a strange sense of joy, knowing that good and evil will eventually be rewarded!

　At the same time, it carefully retracted its claws.

　I reflected on my earlier thought of rushing towards Sylveon with her.

　The time is not yet ripe!

　Things change every thirty years, and today's situation is something I'll tolerate!

　Unable to bear it any longer, the giant milk tank transformed into a ball, suddenly sprang up from the ground, and spun towards Bastimon.

　But one of Bastymon's cat tails suddenly lashed out from Sylveon's body, whipping like a whip.

　Towards the big milk tank.

　The large milk tank was sent flying, rolled twice on the carpet, and then sat up, his head still spinning.

　Huh.

　Having dealt with the two greatest threats, Bastimon once again became intoxicated by its master's scent.

　It nestled its face against Dark's neck, its adorable nose twitching as it inhaled the ever-present, delightful scent.

　The scent, and a satisfied smile playing on her lips beneath the veil.

　Dark, having calmed down, opened his eyes.

　He raised his hand and mechanically wiped the unknown liquid from his face. His vision instantly filled with the image of someone bound...

　The figure of Sylveon, the fairy, crying in the air.

　He looked up slightly and saw Basti Beast clinging tightly to him.

　"Woo!"

　He quickly gritted his teeth and suppressed any inappropriate thoughts before he could reach [Bliss +1].

　Basty's charm was even greater than he had imagined. This time, he had completely overlooked that.

　The fusion was indeed successful. The next step is to study the duration and cooldown of the fusion, as well as to conduct a more in-depth study of the fusion principle between Gatomon and BlackGatomon!

　Only by deciphering this principle of fusion can he further understand [Pride] and [Ecstasy].

　This will increase control over these two major sins.

　In short, there is still much to be studied, and much we want to study.

　The research spirit that I've gradually cultivated over the past six months has been ignited!

　He tried to distract himself with this thought, then braced himself against the bed and tried to sit up.

　But it didn't work.

　Bastimon's power is completely unshakeable compared to that of ordinary humans!

　Dark's thoughts shifted slightly. Seeing Basty Beast rubbing against his neck like a big cat, he stopped...

　He began by asking, "Do you like it?"

　Bastimon: "Meow—●"

　Dark: "Is it comfortable?"

　Bastimon: "Meow—"

　Dark: "Put Sylveon down."

　Bastymon casually tossed Sylveon aside.

　Sylveon stretched its limbs in the air and landed nimbly. But the instant its toes touched the ground, it bounced...

　He rose up and angrily pounced back.

　Dark raised his hand and placed it on Bastimon's head. Then, like petting a cat, he stroked it from top to bottom.

　Bastymon immediately let out a soft, lazy meow.

　Sylveon stopped moving after jumping onto the bed and just stared intently at Bastymon.

　Dark stroked it a couple more times, and Bastimon completely relaxed.

　Its muscles are relaxed, no longer straining, and its body is actually very light.

　Dak straightened up again with great ease.

　Basdi didn't resist at all, but curled up slightly, wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her face against his chest, and listened to his heartbeat.

　Dak lowered his head slightly and saw the upright cat ears and the smooth, long hair.

　He reached out and stroked the top of Basdi's head, noticing it making a soft, contented murmur, so he gently stroked it.

　The Basti Beast's body became increasingly limp, and its cries became increasingly cloying.

　"In the end, it's just a cat!"

　Taking advantage of the sage time following the [Netherworld Art], Dark examined Bastimon's body.

　The emblems of Pride and Ecstasy had completely disappeared from its body.

　Judging from their behavior, this does not mean that either has disappeared.

　Therefore, the second possibility is more likely.

　After evolving into its ultimate form, Bastimon, Pride and Ecstasy are completely absorbed and no longer manifest.

　This roughly means that Basty has gained an extremely high level of control over the two great sins.

　Its ultimate techniques, "Chaos" and "Vampire Dance," likely combine the power of two great sins.

　In fact, all magical spirits crafted using [Great Sin] as a material are like this; some of their skills...

　Its status is higher than ordinary, and it can exert its full effect on magical spirits that are a level above it, because it is influenced by the power of great sin.

　However, given the current state and conditions, attempting [Chaos] and [Vampire Dance] is not so convenient.

　"Meow!"

　With a slightly louder meow, Bastimon suddenly opened its eyes wide.

　As the initial confusion gradually faded, Bastimon became much more lucid.

　But it still nestled in Dak's arms, pretending to be overwhelmed by "ecstasy" and continued to rub against him.

　Dark glanced at the wall clock before looking away, but he had seen through Bastimon's thoughts perfectly.

　neat.

　He didn't expose Bastimon, but pondered carefully, saying, "Fifteen minutes is the duration of the [Fusion] card."

　The standard time for the effect is still a little over halfway through; perhaps we can take this opportunity to conduct a [chaotic] ​​experiment.

　"Would you like to see me dance, Master?"

　As if sensing his thoughts, Bastimon raised its head and said in a sweet voice.

　Dark lowered his head to meet his gaze and smiled, "Will you dance for me?" Bastimon replied, "Of course!"

　The magical light flickered faintly, illuminating the bedroom, with the large bed in the center becoming the most prominent feature.

　A good stage.

　Bastimon leaped lightly, performing a 360-degree backflip. He landed gracefully in the center of the stage. Dark stood up, picked up the trembling Nekosaku and placed him on the desk. After comforting him slightly, Dark turned back to the bedside and looked at Bastimon, who was already posing on the stage.

　Then, at Dark's prompting, Sylveon reluctantly jumped off the bed, while the other large-breasted...

　The can had already run back and was rubbing against Dak's leg.

　Dak patted its head, offered a few words of comfort, and then looked at Basdi Beast.

　The magical spirits also gathered around him, curiously watching the cat goddess who had taken over the bed.

　"Snapped!"

　Dak raised his hand and clapped.

　Bastymon then hummed a song softly, and danced to the gentle melody, displaying her feminine grace.

　Leather dance.

　The style of the dance naturally leans towards the supernatural and alluring.

　Her slender body moved to the rhythm of the melody.

　A taut waist and a flat stomach form part of a smooth curve.

　The golden rings on its arms, ankles, waist, and tail swayed in rhythm.

　Every movement stirs the mind and sparks endless imagination.

　Bastimon winked at Dark, then tiptoed and twirled gently, its long, flowing hair flowing like...

　It rippled by like water.

　It turned its gaze back to Duck, displaying its stunning charm.