Misaki gave her best smile but chose not to stand up. As she introduced herself. “Hello there. You may call me Misaki, and may I know your names.”

The big dude immediately complimented her looks and earned a glare from the elven girl next to him who looked like his sister. Then he moved on to introduce himself as Kuron, the seventh prince of the Bluewood Kingdom and a seasoned adventurer. Curiously he put emphasis on the adventurer part, but entirely omitted his rank. Then he moved on to introducing the others. The girl next to him was indeed his sister, and was named Kazi. The naked spider girl was introduced next and she was apparently named Telmari. As for the budding exhibitionist in denial, she was the party mage. A petite elf that went by the name Tali.

Kuron then said, “Now normally, I would love to talk with you for a while, but I have some business with the guild, and I was hoping to see my old friend Phillip Greybeard.”

Misaki nodded, “I know, I watched you enter the town, and may have overheard some of what you were talking about. There are a few things you should know first. Phillip has had a few major changes in her life recently. Yes, I mean ‘HER LIFE.’ That would be the first change, she is not a man anymore but a young woman. Second, she has bonded with someone, specifically me, and finally, she recently gave birth. I am afraid, looking after the newborns was a little more tiring for her than me, and she just isn’t ready to receive visitors today. I’ll let her know you were here later, and we can get together at a later date.”

At first, she was answered with only silence. There was a long awkward pause that stretched on for several minutes before finally, Kuron said something. It was merely a single word, but it did break the silence. While also conveying his confusion quite well. “How?”

She shifted a bit in the chair, trying to get a little more comfortable, and was about to answer when Sarah decided to answer the question. “Well, one thing you will learn about this town is that men don’t often stay men. Normally the dungeon is involved, but in the guild master’s case, it was a cursed ring. Not sure where she got it, but personally I think it was a change for the better. SHE’S SO CUTE NOW!”

Misaki stopped Sarah before she could say anything more. All it took was a simple look and then she added her own input, “Don’t mind Sarah. She is just a little obsessed with cute little girls. Its why we got her Airi. Anyway, she is right about a cursed ring being responsible for her change. Not that she would care much about it now. Its almost been a year since her change, another couple of months and we would be at the one year mark. I also like to think that it helped bring us together, but none of that is really important.”

Then she paused for a moment, and carefully extracted herself from the chair. Glancing at Tali, she smiled mischievously before saying, “Now I am going to let you take care of your guild business, but Tali was it? Could you come over here? There is something I want to talk about with you.”

None of them saw a problem, and Tali like a naive sheep followed Misaki over to some empty tables. No one else was nearby thanks to the slow hour. Almost every other adventurer was either in the dungeon, or taking care of guild quests in the immediate area. Misaki knew that Tali would need a local registration with the guild, but as she suspected her party could take care of that. She noticed Tali discreetly slipping her guild card to Telmari, before she followed.

Misaki had much she wanted to say, and wanted to make use of a trait she had recently unlocked. It was called Subtle Corruption, and it was her bonus for reaching level fifty. It didn’t do much but it enhanced the effects of her words, and that of her monsters. Especially when they were laced with magic. Tali was a mage, so she knew she would have to be careful with applying the magic or she would be detected. So she was going to use a very small and subtle amount of demonic magic. Just enough to help her break the little shell, that the petite elf had made around herself. She also had a feeling she was forgetting something, but she dismissed it as unimportant.

Instead, she settled into a chair and adjusted the sleeping infant in her arms. Who was thankfully staying rather peaceful, but she sensed would wake the instant she put her down. With a friendly smile, she waited while Tali sat down, and then she began to talk. All with her voice tinged with a very subtle application of demonic magic. By this point, all she was thinking about was starting the process of corrupting the girl in front of her. Nothing else really seemed important to her.

Down in the fifth-floor sub-branch office, Carol had just finished talking with Irina. For some reason, Irina had spent the entire conversation topless. The entire time, she had been letting the naked demoness who was with her, play with her breasts. Carol had also noticed a little bit of a play under the desk as well. Irina had been taking a tail up her pussy at the same time. It was rather different than what she was used to. It seemed to Carol that Irina had been taking some lessons from the local demons, and was getting more open about sex and revealing forms of dress. At least it seemed to help her fit in with the demons on the floor, but she hoped she had the good sense to at least wear proper clothes on the surface.

Anyway, despite the distraction, she was able to ask her questions. Irina, however, proved not to know where Melisa was. However, the demoness she was with did know something. Apparently it was the talk of the local demons, and Tina had apparently taken her deeper into the dungeon. After she had passed out during a sexual encounter with a wandering slime boss. Something she had supposedly enjoyed and needed. All the demons had said she had seemed very stressed at the time and was seeking release.

What she had heard, however, left her with another problem. Namely reaching the deeper floor that Melisa had gone to. This is why she had borrowed the naked demoness and was now in a side room. With a shift of her fingers, she carefully scratched behind an ear, while she asked a question. “Care to guide me to her? I’ll reward you with something nice if you do?”

She moaned a bit from the attention and begged for a little more. Then when she didn’t give the extra attention she said, “Sure, I’ll do it. Now scratch a little harder.”

She smiled and complied with the request. A bit of scratching and some petting later, she had another mewling mess in her lap. One that was just a little too satisfied to be a good guide, but now that she had a lead she was willing to wait a little bit while she recovers. In the meantime, she began considering a mental checklist for a deeper dive. She had all the basics she would need, and it was often quite easy to find food or water in the dungeon if you needed it. Glancing at herself, she thought it might have been a good idea to pack a couple of spare outfits, but she didn’t really need them. Thinking of outfits, if she was going deeper, she decided that she should check the tailor shops in the dungeon. Maybe if she was lucky she could find a demon willing to teach her their techniques. Equipment found in the dungeon tended to be better, and while part of that was due to the availability of mana soaked materials. She knew some monsters were summoned with a soul that knew high-end techniques that allowed them to make better clothing and equipment. Living near a dungeon had led to her doing some research, so she knew a little about things like monster summoning.

Like with any summoning, outside of the forbidden, a dungeons monster summoning spell pulled a suitable soul from the void. Oftentimes these souls belonged to the dead or were newly created by the gods. The soul pulled depended on the intended monster of the summoner. If they wanted a crafter, more often than not it would be a soul from someone dead who had not yet been reincarnated. The gods would help guide that soul to the summoner, and wipe their past life but leave important skills behind. The spell would then construct a new body for the soul, and this counts as a form of rebirth. The new dungeon monster is literally born fully mature and equipped with the skills to do its job.  She knew that the dungeon had a few crafters, and the better ones were deeper. None of them were skilled enough to produce a legendary object, but they could produce some high-end stuff. Often thanks to having expert-level skill, and rare ingredients. She was hoping she could find someone with a rare clothing-related skill tree. If she could convince them to teach her those skills, it would unlock a new skill tree for her. Allowing her to make better cuter clothing that everyone would want to wear.

Tali flushed a deep red. She had been listening to the young demon girl in front of her for a while now. Not really being given much time to reply. She was glad that the demoness had chosen to talk to her in private. Especially given that she was insinuating that she enjoyed having her privates seen. Something she really wanted to protest, but deep down she had a hard time denying it. She had a bad habit of forgetting her panties and today she had forgotten underwear entirely. Not to mention she hadn’t exactly bothered to secure her robe properly. Something she was aware of, and had not yet fixed.

The more she found herself thinking about it the harder it was for her to actually deny the demon’s claim. Maybe she did like being seen. The moment she had that thought, her flush managed to deepen further. Without even realizing it she adjusted her robe. When she finally noticed she almost panicked before noticing a rush of pleasure when she caught the demoness looking at her freshly exposed chest. It was at that moment, that she finally acknowledged that the demon was right. She did enjoy exposing herself, and she soon found herself trying to figure out why that was so. So deep was she in thought she didn’t even notice the smile of the demon girl in front of her.