What do you mean my cute disciples are Yanderes?

(Diao Chan POV)

I shivered, trying to ignore the wetness in between my legs after Master's incredibly satisfying spanking session just now.

As much as I would like to just crawl into Master's bed right now and have Him pound me until next morning, there's an unfortunate business I need to take care of tonight.

The others knew about the altercation we had with the scumbag merchant of course, but I managed to talk them into letting me handle him instead.

It was a little difficult to convince Master's little sisters, especially the really overprotective other world one. But a quick suggestion that they should go comfort Master over that event changed their minds pretty quickly.

Once the sky was completely dark and the encampment was lit with small pockets of campfires, I made my way over to the Sun merchant's camp, gliding through the shadows like a wraith.

No one noticed my presence naturally, and I caught sounds of some people cheering and praising Master's name for returning their lost goods.

Huhu… That's right, praise Master's name! Spread his words and worship His very being! That's the least you worthless insects are good for~

I moved along the shadows, making sure to keep myself hidden until I neared the light of that scumbag's camp. The piece of trash was sitting there with his guards around the campfire, obviously plotting something.

I stopped at the edge of the light, pulling out a piece of cloth from within my robes. I unfurled it to reveal it was one of Master's robes before I draped it over my shoulders like a cape.

Ahhhhnnn~ I can feel Master's warmth enveloping meeeee~ And His smell~ His smell!! Haa… Haa… Haa… Unnggghh!!

…

Ahem.

Now that my preparations are complete, I stepped into the light, getting the attention of everyone in the camp.

Predictably, I could feel their revolting gaze crawl over me, each of them stripping me with their eyes and lusting over my body.

Thankfully, the warmth of Master's robes kept me calm or I might have just dragged them all into Delta's playroom right then and there.

"Good evening gentlemen," I greeted them, curtsying with the poise of a noble lady.

The scumbag frowned at me, "You're the companion of that trash. What do you want?"

Trash? You're the only fucking trash here you useless son of a--

Ahem…

Remember Master, remember Master…

I gave him my fake smile that I usually show people who aren't Master, "Indeed I am. I was wondering if I could have some of your time?"

"Oh? For what purpose? Why would I want to spend my precious time with you?"

"Fufu… I have no doubt that mister merchant has lots of money and connections, yes?"

He raised an eyebrow at me, "What are you trying to get at?"

"Fufu… I'm just saying, I'm a rather poor girl who wouldn't mind some extra money in her purse~ And I would be willing to do anything to get it~"

His frown turned into a smile, "So… You can get my goods back from that trash?"

You literal piece of fucking dogshit, I really envy the people who have yet to meet a piece of trash like you.

I maintained my fake smile, "Of course, I have them right here actually~"

I lifted my hand and showed him my fingers, revealing the storage ring resting on one of them.

His smile widened and he switched his gaze to me, his expression suddenly turning cautious, "What do you want for them?"

"Fufufu… It's not much but I hear the country of Sun is really rich and it's a paradise. I was hoping that maybe mister merchant might be… Interested… In having a woman to warm his bed at night?"

Ehehehe~ Me warming Master's bed at night… Then He comes into the room and slips into bed with me… His arms would wrap around me and then… Ehehehe… And then something else would slip right between my legs and inside--

"Your proposal is intriguing to say the least," The piece of useless trash interrupted my daydream. "But aren't you already in the employ of someone? Specifically that trash?"

I really want to rip out his innards and make him eat them now…

I giggled, "Fufu~ Does it look that way? I'm actually not a servant of His nor am I in His employ~ I don't even get paid a salary, you see~"

The best part is that none of what I said were lies. I'm not a servant of Master's and I most definitely do not get a salary either.

I'm Master's little bitch and I'd gleefully spread my legs for Him whenever Master asks me to! Ahhhh!! Master's warmth around me! I want him to take me right here and now! I don't care if there's people watching! Let them know I belong to Master! I want it! I want to be--

"Ahahaha!" The little trash interrupted my fantasies again.

I really am holding back, you know? I really am trying my best not to just use the Spell that would burn him from the inside out and leave him there to suffer…

But no, I have to endure because I have something much better in store for this trash.

The trash walked up to me with a smile that showed what exactly he planned to do to me.

Thankfully, I had Master's robes around me which saved me from gagging on this trash's scent.

"Hmm… You actually look not bad now that I'm looking properly… But you know that my favour is worth more than gold, right?"

"Fufu~ So how about I show mister what exactly you will be getting inside your tent? Just the two of us?"

His smile turned lustful and he grabbed me by the hand, pulling me towards where I had suggested we go.

I offered no resistance and maintained my smile, fighting down the urge to cut off his hand.

I noted the guards watched us go with envy in their eyes but said nothing as we walked past, as though this was something they've seen before.

We reached the tent and he quickly closed the flaps, giving us a semblance of privacy.

As expected of a stuck up and arrogant piece of trash, his tent was big with various luxuries inside it. I suppose the bandits didn't take everything he had when they robbed him, or else he was simply just lying about it to take advantage of Master.

No, I realised it was definitely the latter, for a spice merchant, he was distinctively lacking any smell of spices on him.

If I had to guess, he probably came across the bandits robbing the real spice merchant those spices belonged to who most likely died while he ran off.

Typical.

He finally let go of me and strolled to a side table to pour himself a glass of wine.

"Strip for me," He commanded.

I complied.

My fingers went up to the buttons of my qipao and I unclasped them, pulling them open to reveal what was hidden underneath my shirt while Master's robes still draped around me.

His eyes widened when he saw it.

"What… What is…"

I smirked and stored my qipao inside my storage ring. I was now dressed in a set of leather dominatrix outfit complete with a whip and several torture tools I had strapped to my waist.

I slapped the whip against the floor with a loud crack, "Now… Scream for me you little pig~ Oh and before you ask~ I already set up a silencing Spell here~ You can scream aaaaall you want~ We have all night and no one to disturb us~"

Kukuku~ I enjoyed the sounds of his screams through the night~