Chapter 123
Chapter 123
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 123
Chapter Title: The Succubus at the Door
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“Why are you here?”
There was a wholesome succubus collapsed in front of my house.
My first thought was that she looked better in person than in her pics.
My second was how the hell she’d gotten here.
The gallery’s favorite wholesome succubus was a succubus, and she didn’t live in any human or elf city.
I hadn’t expected to actually meet her...
“Haa, haaa...”
“Uh, stop making those weird noises.”
Was she flaunting her succubus nature?
Her breathing was anything but normal.
I placed a hand on her forehead, and scorching heat like a blazing fireball was crushing her whole body.
“If I leave her like this, she’ll die.”
I had no other choice.
After some agonizing thought, I picked up the Dryer.
And carried her inside the bunker.
“She’ll be fine, right?”
This was only the second outsider I’d let in.
I wondered if it was the right call, but the Dryer had always been the biggest part of my safety net anyway.
If not for her horns, I might’ve been dead long ago.
If I owed her anything, shouldn’t I at least repay her that much, as a fellow person?
“Hng...”
“She seems a bit better than before.”
Her breathing even sounded erotic—this living porn star with her extreme content warning tag. For now, I laid her on the bed as an emergency measure.
She looked improved from earlier.
But she was still in critical condition.
Just in case, I placed a damp cloth on her...
-Sizzle...
“Oh shit.”
The cloth started burning.
Especially around her face—it was blistering hot.
Her fingertips and toes, on the other hand, felt relatively cooler and looked faintly translucent.
“I don’t know much about succubus health.”
Succubi were rare to begin with.
Even dark elves and bunnykin were common by comparison.
Information was severely lacking.
All I knew was that they fed on desire.
I checked the Dryer’s post list to confirm.
[Recent posts by ‘Wholesome Succubus.’]
One day ago) My body... my body won’t cool down...jpg [764]
Three days ago) I’m starving insane ㅠㅅㅠ.jpg [561]
Seven days ago) Why am I so hungry...? ㅠㅠ?...jpg [402]
“Wow.”
All her latest posts were pure masterpieces.
“Hell, I’m kinda jealous.”
I had to pull aggro to get those kinds of numbers.
The attention was overwhelming.
Which only made me more puzzled.
“Didn’t she solve her hunger by selling booze at the market?”
She’d stopped posting nudes after that too.
Yet her recent posts were ramping up in frequency and exposure.
Most titles screamed starvation.
“Hmm. Looks like she’s having trouble with meals again.”
If my guess was right.
She could no longer sate herself on people’s desire.
And now that I’d brought her here, I couldn’t just let her die.
“Can’t lose the Dryer.”
Plus, no one contributed to the gallery quite like her.
That’s when, as I pondered with the Dryer right there.
“Gasp.”
A sound came from behind me.
I turned to see Penny, who’d dropped the bread she was munching.
Her round bunny eyes were wide as saucers.
“Malphite, who’s that woman?”
Then Penny, for the first time, raised her voice pretty sharply at me.
“Gallery fave wholesome succubus, the Dryer.”
“Why’s she here?”
“Picked her up outside.”
“But she’s a succubus. You can’t just bring anything in. It’s dangerous.”
Anything, huh.
Though if you thought about it, I’d picked up Penny the same way.
Not the time to mention it, though. Penny looked up at me and asked.
“You’re not hurt?”
“I’m fine, but the Dryer’s in bad shape.”
“Phew, glad you’re okay. Let’s put her back outside. Please.”
Penny tugged at my collar as she said it.
Huh, this was the first time Penny had expressed her opinion so firmly.
She’d always been fine with anything I gave or did, but turns out she had strong likes and dislikes.
That’s when.
“Malphite, behind you!”
Penny suddenly flinched and pointed behind me, yelling urgently.
“Usually when someone says that, it’s already too late to turn.”
Still, I turned as she pointed.
“Uh, ugh?”
My vision suddenly blurred.
By the time I came to, the Dryer was right in my face.
“Haaa, Lord Judak... finally...”
With an incredibly aroused expression.
She’d pinned me against the wall, her eyelashes fluttering wildly.
“Gasp, nice.”
“Malphite!”
My life’s greatest crisis had arrived.
*
What’s life’s greatest crisis?
It varies by person, of course.
For some, it’s the truck bearing down.
For others, a bullet grazing their ear.
Maybe for someone in their golden years, it’s three gunshots from behind.
“Now... sorry, I can’t hold back anymore.”
But for me, it was different.
A black-haired, milky-skinned virgin succubus—who used to post sneaky gallery nudes then flee in embarrassment—now pressing me against the wall with a lustful face.
Right this moment.
“Eek, get off...!”
But I had Penny as backup.
Who was Penny?
A great demon who could tear her own rift and step out.
And the instant Penny saw this...!
“Eek, eeeek... why won’t you budge!”
She grabbed the Dryer’s clothes and pulled.
Surprisingly, that was it.
A middle-schooler-sized body straining with all its might wasn’t budging a succubus.
“Nng... shoo, kid.”
“Ack!”
Thankfully, the Dryer just glanced at Penny, shoved her out of the room, and locked the door.
“Damn it! Open the door!”
That only seemed to piss Penny off more.
“Now it’s just us two...”
“Gasp.”
The Dryer let her outer clothes slip to the floor.
Leaving only the lacy lingerie I’d only seen in her pics.
“Kuuh...”
In that instant, my mind fogged like mist, my breath quickened.
My heartbeat skyrocketed exponentially...
Was this what it felt like to be charmed by a succubus?
But that was all.
-Click.
“Stop.”
I snapped out of it soon enough.
I quickly grabbed the nearby shotgun and aimed it at the Dryer.
She flinched for a moment.
“Why isn’t it working...”
The flustered Dryer whispered in a mumbling voice.
No way she didn’t know shotguns.
They circulated in the gallery as GIFs titled stuff like ‘Common Judak ultimate spell...jpg.’
Instead, she tried another approach.
“...Don’t do it.”
She looked up at me with a thin voice and started inching closer.
“I’ll shoot!”
I even chambered a round to threaten her.
But she just eyed me cautiously and kept creeping forward bit by bit.
In the end, I couldn’t pull the trigger.
“Thank you, Lord Judak.”
Hearing her whisper in my ear, I realized.
This was my final moment.
I slowly closed my eyes and left my last words.
“Ah, and I didn’t even finish reading all the new posts.”
Still, dying from succubus overload had to be the most luxurious death a human could get, right?
And just as her breath nearly touched me!
-Chomp.
“?”
What I felt wasn’t violent pleasure bordering on pain.
Instead, a warm sensation in my hand.
No change even after a while, so I cracked my eyes open.
“Haa, haaa.”
There she was—the wholesome succubus, face beet red, clutching my hand tightly.
“It feels... so good...”
Her face lost, trembling all over, she collapsed onto the bed just like that.
Thanks to that, I survived and muttered to empty air.
“What the...”
The world’s lewdest wholesome succubus had passed out after just holding hands.
*
Her mind had reached its limit.
She could no longer think straight about what was happening.
The only thing she clearly remembered.
“...Warm.”
An intensely cozy warmth had spread through her.
Like tasting meat after starving a lifetime.
It wasn’t a single flavor.
A rainbow of varieties...
Or an ecstatic sensation floating beneath a warm lake.
“You’re awake.”
“Eek!”
Then an unfamiliar voice whispered in her ear.
She reflexively yanked the blanket and turned to see a man sitting in a round chair.
How ugly human desire could be.
Yet the moment Lilian saw him, she felt more curiosity than fear.
“Ah...”
His pure white skin caught her eye first.
As if he’d never seen sunlight, yet nourished and cared for—clear and pristine.
His eyes looked dark and tired, but his build wasn’t small.
So Lilian blankly asked without thinking.
“Um... are you... human?”
A human who’d never seen the sun?
That’d mean no natural food, so how could he be tall with such clear skin.
That implied he ate well, so why were his eyes so darkly shadowed like a vampire’s.
“No way... Lord Judak?”
There was only one answer.
Judak—that name explained it all.
And the strange man tilted his head, asking back.
“You don’t remember?”
“Remember...? No, nothing...”
Just warmth, and coziness.
The man made a shocked face, like how could that be.
“How could you not?”
No, he actually said it.
“Y-Yes?”
“Wholesome Succubus, you groped me, grabbed me, mixed hot breaths with me by force.”
“?!”
It took Lilian a bit to process the blatant lie.
More importantly, she’d clearly heard that weird name for her.
Only one person called her—known for her wholesome succubus nickname—‘Dryer.’
“You’re... Judak...?”
“That’s right.”
“Oh my god.”
Seeing Lord Judak in person felt surreal.
What was it? He obviously existed, but she’d never imagined what he looked like.
“You’re just a normal human?”
Of course, his looks, scent, and actions weren’t exactly normal.
Still, she’d vaguely thought he was some intangible gallery entity.
“Of course, I never even posted a proof pic?”
“...I thought it was fake.”
“Why?”
“Who’d believe a human who conjures stuff from thin air...?”
As Lilian muttered softly, he froze like he’d been struck.
Believing that outright was the weird part anyway.
Then Lilian curled up small.
“Uuu...”
How had she ended up here?
At some point, even posting nudes and feeding on attention and desire left her unsatisfied.
Unable to find a solution, she’d followed a sweet scent here.
‘But it’s no different here...’
Lilian’s expression soured quickly.
It had been ages since she’d seen her own kind.
No one to ask.
Lost in melancholy, hiding in the bed, she realized.
“...I’m not hungry?”
The gnawing hunger was gone.
Startled by the late realization, she jumped out of bed.
“Gasp.”
Judak inhaled sharply at her unchanged state, but she had no time for that.
“My body’s fine...!”
Her fingertips and toes were no longer translucent.
More than that, overflowing magic pulsed through her.
“Uwaaa...”
Overjoyed, she wiggled her toes and realized.
Judak watching her—the key to her change.
The moment it hit her, Lilian’s lips curled up slightly.
“I get it now.”
The being who’d become her new sustenance.
Judak himself.