Violet stood in a room of clear Oni design.
Overall it could be said to be bland with a closet filled with clothes and a futon as well as a mirror.
The room was large (for a mortal bedroom) with large planks of lumber making up the base of the floor - sturdy crimson planks tightly pushed against one another. However, a series of thick matts placed over said base to make up the main floor. The matts and rooms perfectly matched in shape so the matts could fill the room with no gaps between. It ensured that Violet’s little feet were nice and comfortable - though everyone's feet were without footwear so it was also her servants who got to feel comfortable.
Of course, being in this manor meant it was filled with various Talismans made through the Calligraphy of the Oni.
These matts were contrasting the darker colours used by the Oni by being pure white with a nice golden fabric trim. It was clear the floor and room in general were. The Tatami were uniform in size with the only difference being when male Oni possibly use the room (12 feet by 6 or half when that room is only for women).
Of course, as the still immature Ojou-Sama’s room, it was only for girls at the moment. This also led it so the room was large only for other races. Nonetheless, the soft sweet smell from the fresh matts and being more than large enough for her made Violet feel this room was quite nice.
She was currently standing in front of a mirror with her arms out straight. Two servants with simple black yukatas with golden trim were standing on either side smoothing out her clothing and ensuring it fit her to a ‘t’. Looking within the mirror she was studying her crimson ‘nubs’ that weren’t very sharp at current and were purely red - only when a Oni was maturing would their horns grow out and gain that unique ‘fade from being pure flesh to pure horn’ look that separated them from other horned races who seemed to just have horns and flesh as different pieces.
Of course, it was just a look and even the flesh coloured parts of the horn were just as strong as the tip. They did become sharper as the Oni aged though so that was an actual change - an interesting note is that even the male Oni have the horns fade from flesh to crimson it’s just that most of them are crimson anyway. In cases of special affinities like that ‘Medium Grey’ it begins with their actual skin tone just like with the female!
It didn’t take long for her to begin moving around to try to get a better look at her horns - at first only a slight tilting of her head but it led into more and more extreme movements.
Soon she was stroking and nipping her horns to see if there was any sign of them growing.
The two women behind her just turned away with their hands covering their mouths. As ‘hardened longterm members’ of those under the matriarch they couldn’t help but find this girl they helped raise absolutely adorable no matter what she did.
Only one of them was actually an Oni while the other was a tortoise-beast in human form.
The Oni was obviously physically a nightmare to deal with for any race and she wasn’t a new girl. In fact, this Oni was the very same that helped Violet first see light in this new life - Slate - but now was… Well she was still a young Oni but she had since gone through a lot of training as Violet grew up. Specifically to serve this young Ojou-Sama of hers.
Violet was obviously very close to this young Oni who was always by her side.
Always.
This has led to the Oni being quite frustrated but she found her way around it with a helping hand from the mature tortoise. The tortoise also gained a helping hand in return of course. Violet being happy that her servants were so close but also not trying to gain power over one another!
She had since grown out her hair only to fashion it in a loose and low ponytail with a simple golden bobble tying it up about ¾’s of the way down. Her chest wasn’t anything major but she did have those mature hips of an Oni - these hips doing good work to hold a large Zanbato (Horse-slaying sword in traditional Japanese style).
Every time she looked upon that traditional blade she felt a pang in her heart. How many dragons and gods did she fell with her own? It was lonely when she was cursed after the first war to no longer be able to hold the blade her precious father made for her by those damn Primordials after one of them slew her father and many other Oni - her reaction was obvious (to her at least) and is what made the Oni what they were today!
Assuming they were now safe in the {Heavenly Realm} was their greatest mistake as they had awoken a {True Demon} followed by an army of wrathful [Hannya].
At first she couldn’t help but cry as it had been so long since she saw this type of blade - the doting Oni had the obvious reaction and snapped the training sword in heart. This only made Violet thrash around while crying harder. In the end the tortoise and oni combo had to pamper her for a whole day and night before she calmed down.
As for the tortoise, she could be said to be the perfect partner to the Oni.
These were a race that descended from the {Spirit-Turtle} who was in turn a race who held great merits in the arts of ‘Arrays’ and all knowledge of arrays could be said to be held in their ancestral pagoda. Even Violet wasn’t sure if she could break into their home with a single punch!
It may take 2, 3, 4 or maybe five!
They were a peaceful race with a long life span and even for a Spirit-Beast they had a massive amount of qi. It could even be said they were the only group that could be content with the defense of {The Unmovable Border - Photon Stratos}. If there was a demerit it was safe to say it was their attack power.
Even so, nobody really attacks these turtles in return as to not face embarrassment.
Despite her ancestors though this turtle found herself proudly serving the Oni who were the most disliked by the grumpy turtles. Though, considering they also had the famed {Water Dragons} (though which specific type depends on the tortoise) as their ancestors that could explain it.
Ahsue - the tortoise - had a very strong bloodline of both turtle and dragon which led to her having a powerful gift for arrays, spirit cultivation and great at body cultivation!
She was far slower than her Oni partner but they perfectly covered each other's weaknesses. It was obvious that their purpose was to protect Violet since they weren’t weak either - both about as strong as each other and Ahsue was in fact strong enough to be considered as a sect master of those really big sects.
Thinking about this she couldn’t help but look at the tall, mature and wise beauty… Her bloodlines clearly helped with that large bosom & hips. Long and voluptuous jade hair falling across her back and shoulder - noticing her young Ojou-Sama looking at her she turned back to look at her in the mirror with a warm smile that suited her. It made Violet look forward to when she was big.
Too bad Ahsue she wasn’t half as wise as she appeared - her skill was real though and good at her job but ask her to cook and she’ll find a way to burn down a Oni’s manor. Ask her to tie some rope and she’ll end up choking herself out. There was also the time Violet went swimming in a stream during a picnic with her Mommy and Ahsue managed to almost drown…
A pure bloodline descendant of two legendary water Spirit-Beasts almost drowned...
She was good at maths though!
They were also the two that mostly shadowed her day and night - at least Violet assumed they were the ‘leaders’ of those who did when they finally got away from her. It made sense as both were powerful in their own right. Not as powerful as her own demonic vassals but who could claim to have servants as strong as hers?
It was hard to say who had the strongest servants between herself (the {True Demon}), the {True God} and the {True Spirit}. But, in terms of numbers she was unbeaten.
Especially since she had that whole subsection, ‘Insectoid Demons’, under Chokin-Bako that rapidly expanded their numbers. It was no doubt that if she wanted she could easily destroy this puny little mortal realm as well as all others - in fact this being the primordial {Mortal Realm} it would be a far easier feat to destroy the more desolate ones!
Though, unlike many the truly strong {Demon Lords} and the {Demon Gods} above them held the bigger picture. Even the dumber ones like Chokin-Bako understood this.
In truth, those all the {Mortal Realm} fear or worship have no desire to completely destroy the realm. No, rather they would be deeply angered if someone did manage to destroy the {Mortal Realm} else it could’ve long been destroyed. Killing all other races like the lowly ranked demons often wished was, with no uncertain terms, counterproductive… It was far more efficient to farm them for their suffering and desires. You can’t reclaim sin to convert into the demonic if nobody is sinning.
To manipulate them on the other hand?
Now that was easy and efficient. Push forward a few mortals down the demonic & evil path, make a few deals, make some small cracks in the {Dimensional Wall} for the little demons to break through and they then gain far more than a pure takeover. People who have no future have no desire and with no desire comes no sins.
As for the one who headed this operation…
Violet simply smiled brightly at her two servants while turning around. She liked the two of them and knew they were very ‘loyal’ to herself. The two of them had the usual [Hannya Tattoo] - even Slate who previously didn’t now had a nifty one. But both their tattoos could be considered ‘unique’.
It was located on their backs and appeared to be her own self with her [Hannya Mask] getting violated by a particularly ‘Violent’ [Hannya Form]. It’s one claw sliding down her side while the other gripped her neck - even with the mask on the Slate stand-in obviously wasn’t unwilling with her butt pressed against the aggressive figure. The aggressiveness didn’t fully match Violet’s [Violent Hannya Form] but if the violet on her [Hannya Form] continued to spread it seemed like it would be very accurate…
Ahsue was even less subtle as there was a giant Oni-cocked variant (this one only with a mask and not fully transformed) that looked pretty much like Violet but grew up.
This cock was deep inside Ahsue’s womb as Violet tightly gripped her neck and ass while the tattoo version of Ahsue had her stomach inflated like a condom with semen gushing into her but instead of horror a clear look of happy ecstasy was on her face. Many other girls, a Slate haired Oni included with her face under the left foot of the [Hannya Mask], were also located on the back tattoo with similarly inflated bellies. Although the figures were in their undergarment it was obvious to even the purest mind what was happening. Many would find it quite distasteful if it wasn’t so well done leading to one wondering how much the pair had paid for these tattoos.Either way the pair were hardly subtle with their wishes for their mistress.
In fact, Ahsue had hers ‘updated’ after Violet gifted her mommy with a particular Oni technique that was linked to said tattoo. Before it was more ‘purely yuri’ like Slates. Violet would be an idiot if she couldn’t realize the two wanted her to grow up and take them as her own - rather they seemed to prefer she would be a bit forceful in the process by the looks of it.
She didn’t mind though. She planned to do it regardless since she liked them and wasn’t one to take no as an answer!
A demon is still a demon after all.
Luckily the two seemed aware of that or more likely her Mommy made it clear to them as it took a few years to get another servant after Slate. There was even a period of time where Slate vanished after she was born - likely considering things but she came back with an obsession and a sword in hand so Violet only liked the pair more after considering this.
Running up to the two she would grab their hands and make a happy little giggle with a bright smile - a smile they returned. The trio walked out towards the door. A crimson frame built with many square holes with white paper placed over making the door light but keeping its purpose.
The passages in the mansion were actually made from wood, the same base as Violet’s room. Since this manor was used for not just Violet and her mommy but also any possible ‘business’ her mommy may have to see to certain parts were Oni sized and some were ‘mortal sized.
In order to no waste space one ‘Oni sized’ area would often have two floors of ‘mortal sized’ to compensate - leading to it being where most of those with the [Hannya Tattoos] also living here which also meant they already recognised Violet. Of course, most of these [Hannya Tattoo] people likely worked within the ‘Mortal World’ outside the {Forest of Mortality}.
Violet’s room was on the second level with her two loyal servants ‘sleeping’ nextdoor whenever they got too ‘lonely’ - often doing so in turns but sometimes ‘sleeping’ together.
“The matriarch wants to see you Ojou-sama, I hear she had a big surprise for you.” <Ahsue>
“She even wants to talk about what you can do for the next 8 years or so!” <Slate>
The door opened in front of them without anyone physically touching it allowing them to easily slip into their sandals - even Violet didn’t put up a fight and wore them peacefully. Seemingly pacified from the day's previous events.
Opening it was an easy feat for Ahsue’s [Spirit Sense] considering her cultivation makes her essentially unbeatable by a cultivator of the same existence rank. Simply what cultivating three techniques at once will do!
Three because Violet knows how to spoil from her older sisters ‘expert techniques’ and gifted her a soul-cultivation manual produced recently from her own Seerer.
Considering it was the same seerer who guided her soul away from where Cheshire planned to put it - overcoming Jeeves control over the cycle of reincarnation - it was hard to say if there could be anyone better to seek for such. She even had it specifically made for Ahsue that makes use of her own feelings for Violet to enhance her soul. Based on how quickly her soul has been expanded it shows her life’s entire meaning was found by serving her..
Although Slate as an Oni couldn’t cultivate she seemed just as obsessed. She actively needed to be forced by the elders in order to do something else other than watch Violet. It’s not she was ordered to always watch her, it’s that she always wanted to view Violet.
The two of them were supposed to be working in rotation with a team that followed her while she went to school. They have since refused to stop following her and it was questionable whether they did it for Violet’s safety.
Violet thought this was good though.
They would indeed come in very useful - in the future especially so. Plus, they had great potential and that wasn’t just her own bias. She even had some plans to discuss with her mommy involving her and them.
The trio would make their way down the stairs that ran parallel to the ‘second floor’ of the mortal sized only area. It was open though with no wall between the areas which meant one could clearly see the larger area’s from the mortal ones.
This led to a uniquely beautiful manor despite the varying size.
Suddenly Ahsue’s voice came from her side, bringing her back from her wandering mind. Some considered it rude but these two simply just watched her with adoration far past obsession even in absolute silence.
“So find any cute Oni in your class you’re inter-” <Ashue>
“Of course she hasn’t - how could Ojou-Sama be interested in some pathetic children who haven’t even killed a bunny yet! Male Oni only attract us females muscle and size but those brats have neither so how could they be attractive to our miss? Even if they challenged her in the future she likely wouldn’t bother with their co-!” <Slate>
“Don’t dirty Ojou-Sama’s ears with such terms Slate - she’s still only 10 though I suppose it’s my bias since most cultures aren’t as obvious about the whole ‘fighting for attention’ like Oni are… Plus it could be one of those 3 girls unless Ojou-Sama only likes…” <Ashue>
Both Ashue and Slate stopped suddenly, their grip tightening on Violet’s as she was jerked backwards slightly from the sudden stop. Slightly annoyed at the pair but she forgave them on account of their puppy-like faces appearing cute.
“Break both you when older - anyone else dead.” <Violet>
It was as if time stopped and even some of the others in the building stopped - in fact since Oni had high physical capabilities and cultivators had their own enhancement techniques her voice may as well have echoed throughout the halls.
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The thought of smashing some dragon skulls with a club instantly made her feel better and she gave a little nod.
Seeing Violet cheering up she too smiled.
“Does that mean you’ll paint mommy some pretty paintings?” <Ebony>
“Uuuhmmm!” <Violet>
She didn’t seem sure at first but soon Violet nodded in agreement to her mommy’s wishes. She wouldn’t force her to do anything but had her best interest in mind after all. Plus, it’s not like she had to be good at it!
“Now before you ask for something, give mommy a kiss!” <Ebony>
With nothing to do but accept the offer, Violet threw the hat aside and jumped into her awaiting mommy’s arms. Pressing her lips lightly on her mothers but then tried to sneakily lick her mommy’s lips only for her mommy to grip her by her horns. Softly forcing her head from one side to another.
“You naughty little girl, this old Oni is used to your tricks. That tongue isn’t allowed to leave your mouth till you’re at least 18 young Oni!” <Ebony>
To this Violet giggled and stuck out her tongue at her mommy.
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