Evil Lust World Travel System

"Is this really okay?"

Saeko asked anxiously as her gaze focused on her father's bulging pants.

It was undeniably inappropriate for a daughter to be staring at her father's private areas, but compared to the concern for his health, it seemed insignificant.

Their relationship was first father-daughter, then man-woman.

"My condition has heightened my desires of lust. There aren't any serious side effects, but I'm a little worried about you."

Enzo spoke to his daughter with gentle concern in his eyes.

"Busujima Swordsmanship amplifies a person's negative emotions. For me, it's lust. It's embarrassing, yes, but manageable with the right outlets. But based on what I have observed, when you reach your breakthrough, your obsession will manifest in darker ways—most likely it will be killing and murder."

"Ah—"

Saeko felt as if lightning struck her, and her mind went blank upon hearing her father reveal the biggest secret in her heart.

Last year, when she used her wooden sword to cut off all the limbs of the men who were trying to molest her, she felt a weird pleasure in her heart hearing their wails and screams. 

That feeling made her wet for several days!

Saeko had always thought of herself as a monster for finding joy in others' pain, so she'd buried the secret deep inside, never revealing it to anyone.

But now she realized her father had uncovered her darkest truth.

"Father, I…"

Saeko was immediately at a loss, unsure of what to say.

Her father's issue was only lust—a shameful but not entirely outrageous concern in Japan's culture.

Originally she hated the mother and daughter of the Katsura family, but now that she thought about it, it didn't seem to be a bad thing.

As long as the sow mother and daughter could assist her father in overcoming his desires, they could only be utilized as tools, nothing more.

Of course, she'd have to make sure they didn't go spreading rumors and ruin her father's reputation. Their purpose would be simple: to serve her father's needs quietly, like disposable playthings.

As a samurai's daughter, Saeko wasn't one to hesitate. She quickly devised the best solution for her father. The only problem was the storm brewing inside her own mind.

Her father's urges could be easily released through sex. But her own dark cravings—those of blood and murder—could not.

Did that mean she would need to kill more people?

This was a peaceful era, after all. Affairs or secret lovers were merely a matter of public gossip. But murder—it was a matter of law—a felony.

"Father… Can my illness be cured?"

Thinking of this, the purple-haired girl suddenly felt a little scared.

Even though she could now control her bloodthirsty desires, she knew that inner demons were not something one could control just because they wanted to.

Her father had always kept a clean mind and never approached women. He must have suppressed his inner demons with his supreme perseverance.

And the reason why it had become like this now, apart from the lustful mother and daughter of the Katsura family seducing him, was that the inner demon was too powerful and had exceeded her father's ability to control.

In the same way, Saeko didn't think she could have as strong self-control as her father. 

What if she gets crazy and turns into a murderous maniac?

"This isn't a disease!"

When he noticed that the girl had already become engrossed in his words, Enzo said with a smile.

"You know, during the Shogunate era, samurai used to kill people to practice swordsmanship, right?"

Hundreds of years ago, during the shogunate period, once a samurai reached the aristocratic class, it was completely legal for him to kill a few commoners with his sword on the street. No one would blame them for some low-class people.

There was even a beautiful explanation for it—when a samurai obtained a new sword, he had to kill several people to remove the 'evil spirit' from the blade, allowing him to develop a supreme sword.

Saeko, being familiar with such things, nodded quickly and asked, "Father, are you saying that the reason those warriors killed people wasn't to remove the evil spirit but to vent their inner demons?"

"Exactly!"

Enzo responded and nodded in relief, thinking, 'My good daughter finally got tricked.'

It took him a little effort to make Saeko believe in his bullshit story.

"But Father, this is a peaceful era now. Even the Emperor's family no longer has the right to kill!"

Saeko thought for a moment and questioned.

She had been suppressing her true feelings because she thought she was a monster. But now, after her father explained it, she suddenly felt that the shackles that were holding her were lifted.

'I'm not a monster. I've just developed inner demons through my training. Countless famous warriors throughout history have struggled with the same murderous urges. I'm not an outcast.'

As the saying goes, there's a bound tiger in every person's heart. Enzo had now freed the tiger that was inside Saeko.

But even though he had loosened the grip on her mental chains, reality's iron cage still held her tightly.

"I'll find a way for you to release those urges. You don't need to worry about it."

Enzo spoke calmly and patted Saeko's head gently like a loving father, which immediately shook her to the core.

"Father, I'll never be able to repay your kindness, even in death!"

The purple-haired girl prostrated herself to the ground in devotion, unaware that the towel wrapped around her body had come undone.

In this lawful society, her father was actually willing to find a way for her to kill people, just to ease her inner demons!

'This love and trust... I can never lose it.'

Saeko made a fierce resolve in her heart, but then, as she thought about how she was still aggrieved because of the matter between her father and the sow mother-daughter, she suddenly felt that she was simply an ungrateful bitch.

"We're father and daughter. If I don't support you, who will? You're my only family, and there's nothing more important to me in this world than you."

Enzo said warmly, reaching out to rest his hand on her exposed shoulder.

"Yes, Father!"

Saeko felt her blood boiling with excitement, and tears of joyful emotions welled up in her eyes. She was indeed her father's favorite.

"By the way, that Shizuka Marikawa you were talking about earlier? What's going on?" 

Though Enzo felt an overwhelming urge to throw the girl in front of him to the ground and fuck her silly, he knew now wasn't the time.

Even with the excuse of inner demons, it would be too rash.

"It's me who was impulsive, Father. I was just concerned that the Katsura family was trying to ruin your reputation, so I acted without thinking."

Saeko lifted her head in embarrassment.

Her father had merely been affected by inner demons, and she had assumed he was being manipulated.

How could she have been so blind? She really deserved to die!

Fortunately, before she could continue to blame herself more, Enzo reassured her.

"You did nothing wrong. The Katsura mother and daughter definitely have ulterior motives, but your father is no fool. They can play their tricks, but they don't know that they're simply tools being used by me."