Chapter 66
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: This is Why I Didn't Want to Get Close to You
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This was exactly why I never wanted to get close to you.
...
Honestly, I used to think you were such a pitiful guy that you almost made me feel sorry for you.
A man who always held back his pain with a smile through the toughest times, serving others selflessly without expecting any reward.
At first, I just thought he was an idiot.
As a demon who'd watched human society for centuries, no one knew better than me how filthy and rotten their inner worlds truly were.
Humans smile to your face and stab you in the back, wrapping their dirty desires in the guise of "kindness." That's their specialty, isn't it?
But that guy, Lee Taeyang—this scrawny little anchovy of a man—was different.
He was genuinely kind. With no reasons, no expectations. Just pure goodness.
Frankly, it pissed me off.
How could anyone live so defenselessly, so naively?
What the hell was he placing his faith in to keep going like that?
Laura was convinced of one thing.
Living like that would lead to regret in the end.
No matter how much you helped out of pure goodwill, humans always repaid it with mockery, betrayal, and crushing you underfoot. They'd proven it the same way hundreds, thousands of times over.
True selfless kindness?
That was just something from cartoons and movies.
Forced fantasy shoved in by hack writers desperate to preach "The world is still warm~."
In reality, no such thing existed.
Or if it did, it wouldn't last long.
It'd get smashed flat, never to surface again.
That's what Laura believed, so she figured this human named Lee Taeyang would end up the same—a pathetic worm dried up like a raisin.
That's why she ignored him.
No need to pay attention. No point wasting emotions.
At least, until that incident blew up.
It was back before she became one of the Prismatic Eight Magical Girls, in her early days operating on the single wish-granted authority she'd earned.
More precisely, right after graduating high school in the human world.
The very next day after the ceremony, where she'd numbly waved goodbye to her classmates—people she could've grown attached to—just clutching a bouquet and leaving without a second thought.
She'd tried blending into human society by going to school... but ultimately concluded that real fun was only on the battlefield, diving back into her daily grind as a Magical Girl.
"Kuhahaha! It won't work, you little brat!"
"Ngh...!"
A massive demon wreathed in black flames. Its body gleamed like graphite, eyes glowing red-hot like molten metal.
And its first words were these.
"Heh heh... Cheeky bitch. I like that. I'll smash you up just right and drag you to my lair to use as my fuckhole."
"Tch, you sure love hearing yourself talk shit."
She shot back, but Laura bit her lip soon after.
Her nature-based Magical Girl spells weren't landing at all.
She was a succubus.
A demon of dark magic lineage, yet an exceptional dual-affinity wielder with talent in white magic as a Magical Girl.
But that exceptionality bred ambiguity.
Master of neither black nor white fully, she couldn't unleash her full power against overwhelming foes.
She summoned roots from the earth once more, but the demon's flames incinerated them in seconds.
The demon laughed, mocking her every move.
Ferocity befitting a mid-tier demon, laced with the vulgarity unique to male ones.
In the demon world, female rights were rock bottom.
Human women got auctioned off the moment they were caught; even succubi were easy prey if weak or alone, swarmed by those eyeing them as prime fuckmeat.
A world where rare females came with price tags just for existing.
That's why Laura venturing into human society was insane.
From that conservative demon world. All by herself.
From the moment she made that choice, she'd braced for all this.
But now... that resolve was crumbling.
Soot smeared across her body, clothes torn to shreds, the demon's crude obscenities filling the air.
Her breath caught; her fingers trembled.
"Think you can run, Magical Girl bitch? Don't you know what happens when we catch sluts like you? You end up drooling from your cunt, begging 'Cum in me ♥' on repeat as our fucktoy."
It felt like the absolute end.
But then—
Shwaaaaa—!
"Gah, guaaak?! W-What the hell is this?!"
"Y-You... you're...!"
Her fellow Magical Girls had fled without a trace, unknowing even when.
Citizens abandoned in this desperate crisis.
Before the blazing demon stood one man, tiny fire extinguisher in hand.
Hands shaking uncontrollably.
Face like he might piss himself any second.
A body so frail it screamed fear to anyone watching—like a scrawny anchovy.
Yet he didn't let go of the trigger.
Body light enough to blow away in the wind, face innocently dopey like a puppy... and still, he'd stepped up to the demon with death in his eyes.
That guy was Lee Taeyang.
"Now! Hit it with everything, Laura!"
"Got it... Florescent. Bloom, flowers of life!"
Are you trying to die, you idiot?!
The enemy was a fire-affinity demon.
The extinguisher only startled it reflexively for a moment—what should've melted him to nothing, bones and all, right there.
But.
Cooling flames. A single second's gap.
Laura unleashed her mana on instinct.
"Magical Wildspine!"
Blade-like roots pierced the ground and surged up.
Before they could burn or turn to ash, wooden vines obeyed her chant, binding the demon tight.
Twisting, burrowing, coiling—and life force burst forth, sucked in like blood, blooming a massive flower on its red hide.
Clear victory. Perfect takedown.
Laura's breath hitched to her throat; the demon's screams cut off; Lee Taeyang collapsed to his knees, clutching the extinguisher.
But in that instant—
"Think I'm dying alone...?!"
Ptoo!
From its withered maw flew something too sticky and hot for mere spit.
Thick as semen, straight as a bullet—"Hellfire Spit."
"Lee Taeyang, watch out—!"
Sizzle!!
It struck his side, just as he set the extinguisher down.
In a flash.
Clothes melted first.
Sweat-soaked fabric charred and burned away, skin beneath warping like liquid.
"...Guhk?!"
His blood boiled.
No—more like stewed.
Skin peeled, flesh twisted, muscles beneath swelled like steam before bursting with a pop.
And what remained? A clean, melted void.
"No...!"
Laura's cry tore from her throat.
The scream echoing in the air was nothing like her usual self.
She flew to his fallen form, dropping to her knees.
But his side was literally "empty."
No blood even sprayed—flesh, bone, everything vaporized cleanly into nothingness.
...Can't save him.
She knew at a glance.
'Not with my skills... Not with recovery magic... Impossible...'
No one knew better than Laura herself how half-baked her Magical Girl talents were. Despair like suffocation closed her eyes.
Then.
A warm droplet trailed down her cheek.
"...Huh?"
So hot. So utterly foreign.
She was crying.
Tears streaming from her eyes right now.
'Why...?'
She'd only ever seen him as a pitiful fool.
Always play-acting the good guy. Dumber than anyone.
A high school boy she'd never once spoken to.
Not even a clear memory of locking eyes that final time at graduation—just a vague passerby.
And yet.
"Magical Girl... you okay...?"
His voice leaked out, ragged as a dying breath.
Even now, bleeding out, he worried about her first.
'Why am I... crying over this idiot...!'
Her heart twisted, aching faintly but surely.
"Sorry... for butting in and... making you see this mess..."
"Shut up... you're the one..."
"It's just... seeing you... reminded me of that girl I've liked... since high school... oddly enough..."
"...!"
It hit her.
She was in Magical Girl form right now.
So he shouldn't know she was "Joo Seo-hyun."
Coincidence?
"Felt just like her... so my body moved on its own..."
His words made Laura's lips quiver.
His body remembered first.
Before his mind—instinct reacted.
That wasn't mere emotion. It was love.
Only then did she realize.
'That's why I avoided you.'
That guy always acting kind.
No— not acting.
Truly kind.
The protagonist from comics and movies who helps everyone and gets hurt for it.
That was Lee Taeyang.
Laura had thought so after devouring hundreds of human stories.
'If a real person like that protagonist existed... I'd fall for them hard.'
But reality wasn't fiction.
In this world, such pure goodness reaped no rewards or miracles—only betrayal and ruin.
That's what scared her.
Not pity... but how much he resembled it.
Hated it. Loved it. Perfect ideal type. Terrifying.
'Afraid I'd genuinely fall for a fool like this...'
So she'd never spoken to him.
Avoided his eyes.
Always dodging, dodging.
Fearing a moment like this—where he might vanish.
And now, it was real.
"......No."
Laura clenched her teeth till they clacked.
Drip.
Hot tears fell onto his chest.
"If you die... I'll break too...!"
She just wanted him alive.
Even for a moment. Just this man, breathing.
So.
"...You're one lucky bastard, Lee Taeyang."
Her emerald eyes twisted; she opened her mouth, resolved.
"Humans who form their first contract with a high succubus... are one in a million."
No hesitation—she tore off her Magical Girl outfit entirely.
Whoosh.
Blood-red mana sprayed; wings and tail sprouted from the gap.
Her true succubus form.
The prelude to "awakening."
"Succubi awaken their true power when they lose their virgin pussy. But in exchange..."
Over latex-smooth flesh-toned skin, mana glowed, lewd runes swelling up.
Runes of the master-servant contract with her first male.
"You're my flesh toilet and sex slave till the male who takes my virginity dies. In other words, you're my master now, Lee Taeyang."
With those words, she slowly spread her legs.
Her pristine red flower unveiled for the first time, slick wetness oozing from between soft folds.
That instant.
His dying body reacted with final instinct.
She heard blood surging.
To live. To claim her body.
"B-By the way, you little anchovy shit! Why the fuck is your dick this huge?!"
The rigidly swollen anchovy cock.
Absurd size jutting from an ordinary boy's frame—plunging into Laura's virgin pussy, opening it for the first time—
Squish!
"Ahhh...♥!"
Straight in. To the hilt.