Became a Demon with Pregnancy System-Chapter 151: Kiss

"Sure is," Luke replied, nodding toward the water’s center. "See that island out there? The serpent lives deep near there. Teacher Tanya Reed and the other guardians of the Totem Serpent dwell on the island." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Hazel tilted her head curiously. "Guardians? That’s a novel term," she mused. "Luke, think we might see the serpent today?"

"Why would you want to see it?" Luke teased gently.

"It’s massive, not exactly the cuddly type."Hazel lowered her voice. "It’s basically our city’s god now. Something big is happening today... and I’d love for it to be a witness."A flicker of amusement crossed Luke’s face. "A bit of ceremony, huh? All right, that can be arranged." If Hazel—the modern soul of the Parthenon—wanted the serpent’s symbolic presence, so be it.Suddenly, a random bystander with overdone makeup sauntered over. Hearing Luke boast he could beckon the serpent, she let out an obnoxious scoff. "Tsk, who do you think you are? Summon ’God’? Don’t blow hot air." She eyed Luke and Hazel as though they were silly tourists. "Girl, watch out for guys like him—full of big talk."Luke raised a brow, taken aback by her random hostility. Hazel gently tugged his sleeve, indicating they should avoid drama. But the woman kept prattling on, evidently live-streaming. "Check out this braggart, dear viewers. Says he can call the Totem Serpent. The nerve!"An exasperated sigh left Luke. He wasn’t about to force the serpent to appear just to spite some petty internet celebrity. Instead, he used a simpler, "hands-on" approach. With a light flick of telekinetic power, he lifted the screeching woman—her face twisting in panic—and plopped her unceremoniously into the shallow waters of West Lake.Shrieking, the woman flailed, phone still streaming. Without her heavy makeup, her real features showed: older, darker, and quite different from her online persona. The million viewers in her chat witnessed the transformation, many unsubscribing on the spot or hurling mocking comments."Ahhh! Let me go! Let me go...!" she screeched, now thoroughly humiliated.

Ignoring the ruckus, Luke sensed a massive aura flicker across the lake—the Totem Serpent. Eyes widened around the waterfront as the serpent’s silhouette briefly surfaced in the distance. Then, just as quickly, it vanished beneath the shimmering waves, likely uninterested in petty human spats.Luke realized that if the serpent truly emerged, it would draw even bigger commotion. Already, some watchers had glimpsed a portion of the serpent’s dark scales.

He swiftly opened a teleportation gate, tugging Hazel’s hand to step through. In an instant, they disappeared from West Lake, reappearing in a private hotel suite downtown.Within the plush confines of the hotel room, Hazel Ross stood shyly, adjusting her light-blue dress. Her hair fell softly around her face, and she had an air of poised anticipation. Luke gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her cheek, letting his gaze linger on her."Brother Luke," Hazel whispered, cheeks flushing. "I... wanted to share something important with you today."Luke offered her a warm smile, stepping closer. "Let’s hear it," he murmured. But instead of words, she pressed a delicate kiss to his cheek, half-lidding her eyes. She was trembling slightly, caught between nervousness and excitement.Any further conversation halted as Luke dipped his head, capturing her lips softly. Hazel stiffened at first but soon relaxed, arms circling around him. A faint glimmer of divine light flickered around her in reflex, the Parthenon’s protective spirit trying to shield her from "danger." But Luke’s own dark magic aura—a swirl of curses and poison synergy—suppressed that shield with gentle yet firm energy.With the barrier undone, Hazel felt only Luke’s presence. She gave a small gasp, melting under his deepening kiss. Her mind spiraled with warmth and trust. "Brother Luke," she murmured once more, breathing ragged as the bed’s edge creaked beneath them.Time blurred. Everything was hushed except for their soft exhales. Eventually, faint system notifications buzzed in Luke’s mind:Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have successfully won over Hazel Ross (formerly Ye Xinxia).Hazel Ross: "Peerless" aptitude. A special reward is granted.Upgrading your natal demon methods... "Curse the Demon Pupil" and "Curse Demon Pool" have ascended to stage two.New natal demon method unlocked: "Dark Ripples."Through half-lidded eyes, Luke sensed a surge of new power weaving into his curses—Dark Ripples. He smiled at Hazel, gratitude washing over him that fate had brought them here. She returned his look with a gentle, blissful expression.The West Lake region of Arcadia was still teeming with admirers and casual onlookers, all hoping for a glimpse of the Totem Serpent—now deemed the city’s divine guardian. Yet, high above the ordinary hum of human excitement, Luke and Hazel Ross had withdrawn to a private hotel suite. Fresh from a deeply intimate moment, they were sharing an embrace on the plush bed, the curtains half-drawn to filter in the late morning sunlight.Still breathless from their closeness, Hazel pressed against Luke’s chest. She looked up, her lilac eyes reflecting both nervousness and satisfaction. In that very instant, the system messages resounded in Luke’s mind:"The Natal Demon Method has completed its advancement. ’Curse the Demon Pupil’ and ’Curse Demon Pool’ have entered the second stage.""You have obtained a new Natal Demon Method: ’Dark Ripples.’"A wave of blackness veiled Luke’s pupils for a moment. Internally, he felt as though he had stepped into another realm—a special plane in his consciousness. He beheld a sky of endless gloom above, and below, a dark sea of mist churning like a living thing. Familiar pale hands jutted from the fog—figures from his cursed illusions. But now, there were also grayish undead shapes drifting across the sea’s surface, colorless demons reminiscent of those in the real world—just rendered in black and white.Above that roiling mist, a white door materialized, shrouded in black haze, from which wailing and moaning escaped. Luke suspected it was a portal into some domain of the dark plane—though which king’s territory, he hadn’t the faintest idea.