"Big brother, go teach that new Courtesan a lesson! She thinks she can come in here, woo the madam and just disrespect me like that!" Daki yells childishly, clinging to Gyutaro as she cries. Gyutaro was aware of her personality change in front of humans... Her cruel, harsh, and commanding presence was washed away in the face of Gyutaro, her beloved big brother.

"Fine, fine. If you’ll stop clinging to me like a brat." He mutters in irritation, winning a small cheer from Daki.

Gyutaro wasn’t unfamiliar with beautiful Courtesan. Whenever a particularly beautiful one came into the Madam’s house, Daki would always tell Gyutaro to rape them and drive them off so no competitors would stay to take her title. That was one of his favorite parts about living in the Red Light District... Digging his nails into the soft, supple flesh of Courtesan... Hearing their agonized cries meshed painfully well with pleasure. This time was no different, surely.

The demon enters your bedroom, making no effort to conceal his presence knowing fully well nobody will come to your rescue anyway. He grins, pinning you down to the makeshift Japanese bed with ease and tearing at your clothes. As he does so... He notices just how beautiful you are. He would never admit this, but he honestly found you more gorgeous than his little sister Daki.

"Shut up. Nobody is coming to help you." He growls, gripping your thigh and lifting up your leg over your head as he continues to undress you. Your struggle felt like a mere mosquito to a demon like him. Your protests meant nothing to him, this was no different than when he raped all those other prostitutes.

... Until he sees that penis between your legs. His face contorts into a mixture of confusion and disgust.

"... What the fuck? You’re a guy?"