Chapter 8
Chapter 8
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: penny
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: The Succubus Princess Who Ran Away from Home
-----------------------------------------------------------------
“Only double rooms available. Is that alright?”
It was late, so the nearby inns were already full. The one a bit farther out only had doubles left.
I had no choice but to pay for a double.
“Thank you. Here’s your key.”
I took the key and headed toward the figure in the black robe waiting by the counter. I’d lured her this far—time for the next step.
“Got us a room to crash in.”
“Thank you~!”
“But aren’t you hungry?”
“Ah... yeah.”
Grrrrrowl.
She hadn’t had a proper meal in days, and her stomach had been growling nonstop while we wandered. I offered to buy food again, dangling another condition in a generous tone.
“I’ll order enough to stuff yourself silly, so go wash up. And show your face.”
“M-my face?”
“What, is that a problem?”
“Well...”
Did she have some reason she couldn’t show her face?
“I’m footing the bill for everything. That a no?”
“Ahahaha, there’s a reason it’d be tricky—”
Maybe demons looked different from humans. But from what I knew, succubi appeared human at a glance.
Grrrrrowl.
“In a quiet corner... the way I want it... Yeah, I know it’s weird. But it’d be really troublesome otherwise...”
Unable to resist her hunger, the demon proposed a compromise. I magnanimously agreed.
“Got it. I’ll wait for you in a secluded spot.”
“Yes, yes! Please wait!”
She snatched the key from me and bolted into the room. Eager to eat now that free food was on the table.
I ordered first and sipped my tea leisurely while waiting for the demon to finish washing up. What could be hiding under that black robe I’d just glimpsed?
A big scar?
Or something obviously demonic?
Black hair was common enough among humans to not be a dead giveaway.
Or...
...too beautiful?
...In that case, I’d need to tweak the plan a bit.
I felt a twitch down below. Was I getting ahead of myself? Not every succubus was a knockout, so I decided not to get my hopes up.
Still, that voice of hers was seductive.
“I’m here.”
Just like that.
“Oh, you’re back.”
“P-please don’t turn around.”
A fresh, clean scent wafted from her recent bath. The succubus, still hiding her face, sat cautiously in front of me, hands covering it.
“Oh.”
“Ahahaha.”
A woman with long black hair. Ample breasts and a narrow waist. A body straight out of succubus legend. Even with her hands partially obscuring her face, I could tell this succubus was stunningly beautiful.
“Staring too much is troublesome...”
I stared intently for a moment, and she bowed her head, hiding fully behind her hands. ...To think one hand could cover it all—naive, or just dumb?
Her hiding only made me more curious. I grabbed her hand and yanked it down.
“Eek? Don’t look!”
The gorgeous face behind her hands whipped away.
Wow, fuck.
I’d seen a few succubi while fighting demon forces, but nothing like this face.
I stared silently at the blushing succubus. She blinked a few times, checking my reaction—
“...Huh? You feel nothing?”
“For starters, you’re gorgeous.”
“Right? I am pretty... wait, huh?”
Her eyes flew wide as she met my gaze head-on. What was this, a staring contest?
“No urge to fuck me or anything?”
Crude words from those smooth lips. I was a bit shocked. Then again, succubus—par for the course?
“I feel it, yeah.”
But how’d she read my mind? Mind-reading her specialty?
“...So why are you just sitting there?”
“Want me to? Hell yeah.”
A succubus—dream demon by another name—begging for it on first meeting. I’d devour he—no!
Caution first. She was a demon. A succubus. Play with fire wrong, and I’d get burned.
“No! Truth is... I have a curse that forcibly charms men.”
Her sideways glance screamed half-lie.
“Everyone who sees my bare face—100 out of 100 pounces.”
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
I didn’t want lies. Sure, I could play along, but no time to waste. This was human society—no rampaging—so let’s cut to truth from the start.
It was a corner, but still a restaurant. I spoke softly.
“Actually, I know you’re a succubus.”
“.............”
Her mouth snapped shut. Sweat pouring proved total panic.
“Ki—”
“Kill?”
“Spare me, please.”
Quick to surrender. I liked that. Strong survival instincts explained how she’d lasted here, on Empire streets. Sure, she might backstab and run given a chance, but I’d tame her first.
“Food’s here.”
The server arrived, and she slapped both hands over her face lightning-fast. Ironclad cover. The server eyed her oddly but set down the dishes one by one.
No fancy stuff, but pork stew, chicken—plenty to fill up. To ease her tension, I ladled stew into a bowl and placed it before the succubus.
“Name.”
“Huh?”
“Name.”
“Ellis.”
“Full name.”
“Ellis Selinia.”
“Age.”
“Twenty-one.”
“Good. Ellis it is from now on.”
I shifted in my seat and looked at her face again. Those black-pearl eyes could suck a man right in. If this weren’t an info-gathering op, I’d have seduced her straight to bed.
“I’m Daron.”
“Yes, Lord Daron.”
“Dig in.”
“Yes... yes!”
Ellis reacted to my every move, starting to eat cautiously. Starved, she chowed down steadily.
“Overheard your muttering—you ran away?”
“Yes. Because of Mother...”
Family drama, huh.
“So you slipped out of demon lands and came here?”
“Honestly, a mistake. Meant to go far from human countries, but long-range teleport glitched... I suffered everything.”
“Ah. Explains the street vending.”
Demon and human currencies didn’t mix. Dropped in the human world? Survival would’ve been brutal.
“Packed some sub-space pouch stuff, but couldn’t just sell anything willy-nilly. Picked human-friendly items to hawk.”
“Curse dolls and such? Sell well?”
“One guy bought some!”
“Aphrodisiac?”
“How’d you know?”
“I know things.”
Her aphrodisiac sales had sparked plenty of chaos. No malicious intent, from the sound of it. Kinda pitiful—nothing else to sell.
“And your male-luring ability drawing creeps?”
“Gasp. You know that too? Who are you?”
Her reaction confirmed it: she had an ability that drenched onlookers in lust. Rare even among succubi.
“So, too tough—gave in once?”
“Gave in? I’m still a virgin, you know.”
“Virgin?!”
Blood surged south. A 21-year-old succubus virgin...? Suddenly recalled a mercenary from my past loop. Demon hunter who loved succubus sex. No high-rankers, but lower ones felt different from human women. He’d bragged endlessly about banging an ugly virgin succubus—taste unforgettable.
“Magic power can mask my ability. But I’m tapped out, no supply...”
“I know. Succubi drain male essence, right? Better than starving to death?”
“Still kept my virginity. And I’d see their faces? That’s why I ran away to begin with.”
“Huh?”
“They wanted to marry me off to some ugly monster. Didn’t wanna get raped by him...”
“Succubi have raging libidos, though. You’re one of a kind.”
“Raging, yeah. But I’m... different. Virgin till 20 maximizes the yin vessel.”
“You’re royalty, aren’t you?”
“No! How’d you—”
Shocked again as her secret spilled. How many times today?
“Not average succubus? Gotta be queen or princess.”
Succubus society split two ways: royals or not. Wild guess—nailed it.
“So, princess locked in the palace diligently guarding her virginity. Hits 20, Mom tries marrying you to some loser, so you bail. Right?”
“Yes.”
“...So, what now?”
“Huh?”
“Eat up, crash here tonight, then tomorrow?”
“Yeah... that’s the problem.”
Ellis probably wasn’t lying. Unlike battlefield demons, she didn’t seem vicious. Could’ve looted the place if she wanted.
An old memory surfaced.
Words from a dying demon soldier. Hated the Demon King, he said. Not all demons bought the party line. Made sense—they were living beings too, not all itching for war.
That let me consider recruiting this succubus. I’d gotten harsher, sure, but she wasn’t revenge fodder. Could even be a card against the Demon King invasion?
And...
Princess.
The kind called princess.
A virgin succubus princess?
Any man would...
No way he’d pass up this tasty prey.
“Male essence recovers magic power, right?”
“Yes. Need a lot since I’m so drained.”
A lot? Perfect.
“Your ability was a hassle drawing guys... How about me?”
“Huh?”
“I’m not lusting because of your power. For real—Ellis, you’re too hot.”
“You mean...”
She flushed crimson, head down. Probably mulling it over. She’d mentioned seeing faces earlier—was that it?
“I’m not your type?”
“No. Lord Daron’s actually my type...”
“For real?”
“Compared to that monster? Worlds apart. But...”
Even so, surrendering 20+ years of virginity to a human male? Bound to stir inner conflict.
After hesitating, Ellis spoke shyly.
“Maybe... with my mouth? It can supplement essence that way.”
Mouth only.
Heartbreaking, but no rushing.
“...You sure? You’re a virgin.”
“Succubi get trained.”
“Yeah? Guess I’ll take that service.”
No full virginity greenlight yet, but a succubus blowjob?
That alone had my cock throbbing.