Chapter 11. Lewd Succubus (1)
After successfully recruiting Lilia as my tank, I headed to the guild to fill out a simple party contract form. Then Lilia and I parted ways for the time being. We'd properly discuss things at the guild in two days.
And what was the knight doing back at home? Well...
"Huff! Huff! Huff!"
What else? I was twisting my entire body, trying to scarf down some heavenly opportunity.
The protagonist's hidden piece, aka the Ghost House. The hidden piece in this Ghost House was simple yet incredibly useful. It straight-up expanded your mana capacity—a straightforward boon that was perfect for me right now.
Actually, no. This hidden piece was essential for anyone diving into the Labyrinth. Once you entered, you'd be stuck inside for days on end. When you needed water or fire spells constantly, mana reserves were everything.
Of course, it wasn't free. The price was...
"Kyahahaha! New big bro! Big bro!"
"Pretty? Cool? Tasty? Kyahahaha!!"
"Your hair's so soft~"
"Play with us! Play! Play! Play! Play!"
"Play!"
"Let's play!!"
...dealing with these unstoppable little ghosts.
The nickname Ghost House was well-earned, but this wasn't just manual labor. The longer you played with them, the more your mana capacity grew bit by bit.
"Alright. Let's play once."
Considering all the breathing exercises and elixirs I'd chugged to build up my mana, this was a true heavenly opportunity!
With that in mind, I kicked off some games for the ghosts. And about two hours later...
"Hah! Hah!"
I collapsed flat on the floor, gasping for air. No, my mind was half-gone.
And for good reason.
"What? Big bro's already tired?"
"Heehee, premature stamina!"
"Dummy! It's called premature ejaculation at times like this!"
"...Just call it quick shot, please."
These ghost kids had insane stamina. I'd played nonstop for two whole hours, and they showed no signs of satisfaction.
What kind of stamina monsters are these?!
I'd trained under a knight, so my endurance wasn't half bad. Even by pre-reversed-world male standards, I'd rank pretty high.
Yet these kids had drained me dry and still had energy to spare.
Wait. How did the protagonist even play with them?
In my memory, the protagonist who bought this house wasn't some spec monster back then. How'd he handle these stamina freaks?
I pondered that for a moment—until...
"Play with us! Play! Play! Play! Play! Play!"
"So booooring!!!"
"Air raid alert!!!"
The noisy brats shattered my focus, so I dragged myself up and played with the ghosts some more. But that only lasted a bit before I tapped out again. No choice—I had to tell them,
"Okay, that's it for today."
The ghosts looked super disappointed, but I promised I'd play often from now on, so they left with just some wistful words.
In the process...
[Thank you for looking after our kids.]
...some busty ghost lady appeared out of nowhere.
[Come to the afterlife later, and I'll service you plenty~]
...and I ended up agreeing to some mysterious "service"!
Anyway.
Haa, exhausting. But at least I knocked out all the urgent stuff. Tomorrow's another day...
Drained, I flopped onto the bed, mulling over tomorrow's tasks as I drifted off.
The next morning.
"It really increased."
I confirmed the hidden piece was legit.
Protagonist, I'll borrow this after sucking it dry a bit. Just wait your turn.
Having successfully NTR'd(?) the hidden piece, I stepped out with light footsteps. I still had mountains of work ahead.
—Two days later.
In those two days, I'd scoured herb suppliers, general stores, apothecaries, and more—selling my potions, buying necessities, and grabbing gear for Labyrinth runs.
Now I sat at the tavern where I'd agreed to meet Lilia, waiting for her.
This tavern's the one Lilia recommended. Not bad at all.
Their chicken skewers (monster meat) were killer. The booze hit crisp and clean, too—no watered-down swill like other dives. And it wasn't pricier, either.
Places like this deserve to thrive.
I figured I'd be a regular here for a while, sipping as I waited for Lilia.
Soon enough, I sensed a woman with bangs entering the tavern. Yeah, it was Lilia. The difference? A black cloak instead of her usual white one.
"Over here. Here."
"Ah! Y-Yes!"
She sat where I called her out, then relaxed visibly upon seeing me. I couldn't figure why she looked so relieved.
No, seriously—what was she basing that on?
Curious, I asked. Lilia answered with total nonchalance.
"I thought you might ditch me for another party, Rike."
What? It wasn't anxiety over me being late or anything. She legit thought I'd bail on her for someone else.
What kind of assumption is that?
As I mulled that internally, Lilia added,
"It happened once before. Haha."
Trauma from experience, huh? Fair enough.
Brushing past her dizzying backstory, Lilia and I clinked glasses and dove into all sorts of chit-chat.
"So, do most succubi really just run around in bikini armor?"
"No. Usually it's just bikinis. Only frontline succubi like me wear the armored kind."
"Oh."
The talk centered on the succubi tribe. Honestly, how could you not be curious about a race that rocked Succubus Armor?
I picked up plenty of fascinating tidbits.
"What happened to that succubus queen, anyway?"
"She vanished after granting our kind flesh and new power. Oh, right—her throne's empty now."
Like the queen's disappearance, for starters.
"So, is there a specific way to become queen?"
"Yeah, a few. Um, like absorbing enough male essence, or gaining strength beyond the tribe. That's how you usually ascend."
"Heh."
Or paths to queenship. I'd asked idly, but Lilia answered every question straight-up. Kinda surprised me—didn't expect tribe secrets to spill so easily.
She read my mind.
"This stuff's useless to outsiders anyway. And it's common knowledge among us."
Fair point. I nodded and kept chatting with Lilia.
We'd been talking for a good while, both nicely buzzed. I knew liquor loosened tongues, so I went for it.
"So, Lilia, anything specific you wanna add to the contract?"
I'd asked before we parted last time. I'd drafted basics, but realistically, she held the power here. Without her, Labyrinth runs were iffy. Sure, I'd toughened up physically, but I was no pro tank, and the Labyrinth wasn't solo-friendly.
I wanted her needs out upfront, but last time her face screamed "want but can't say." Perfect moment now.
And I nailed it. Maybe the booze, maybe the vibe—Lilia steeled herself, face full of resolve. I tensed, bracing for something heavy.
After a beat, waiting for her...
"O-One request."
"Shoot. If it's in my power, I'll help."
"Th-Then... could you give me...?"
"Pardon? What?"
I missed it over the tavern din and asked again.
"...one."
"Huh?"
"...one!"
"Can't hear!"
She kept dropping her voice on that word, weirdly. After fumbling repeats, she finally whispered in my ear.
I recoiled in shock. What she needed was...
"S-Semen..."
Way beyond anything I'd imagined.