"Nice expression there, why so quiet? You look a bit dazed~"
Sasaki, who thought that a non-human succubus would have better stamina, and was pressed for time, did not bother with any foreplay.
And directly laid her down on a relatively clean desk.
But things didn't go as he expected.
It seemed this succubus had extremely poor stamina—not just a little bad, but very bad!
Sasaki even thought she might not last as long as a middle school student.
She was like a high-powered vacuum cleaner that could suck and store, leaving nothing behind, but had very short battery life.
After adjusting his belt and tidying his clothes, Sasaki flipped over the unresponsive little succubus lying on the desk.
In the lying position, the girl's soft white belly, slender and flexible waist, small and cute belly button, and beautiful fluorescent patterns were all on display in Sasaki's golden brown eyes.
Since they had already communicated closely, Sasaki wasn't charmed or awestruck;
He admired her for a moment before shifting his gaze and meeting her slightly dazed eyes.
Her unfocused golden eyes were filled with a dreamy charm and shimmering water, forming tiny whirlpools that looked like small pink hearts.
Since they now had a physical relationship, Sasaki wasn't a scumbag who will deny his evil once he puts on his pants.
Naturally, he couldn't just leave the dizzy little succubus here and leave her alone.
Seeing her disheveled clothes barely covering her body, he picked up the fallen bow tie, short-sleeved outer shirt hanging off the desk, and the lace triangle panties hanging from her slender ankle, and put them on her one by one.
After smoothing out the plaid red skirt around her waist, he lifted her into his arms.
The little succubus's body was soft and fragrant, curling into a small bundle in his arms, like a freshly washed, lifelike doll, making it hard to let go.
But a succubus is still a succubus, a creature that survives by absorbing 'Yang energy.' (well semen).
Although this succubus was still young and inexperienced, her natural recovery ability allowed her to quickly regain her senses.
When both parties are willing and desire physical intercourse, it is very easy to develop genuine feelings, especially for a young succubus who treats 'yang energy' as sustenance and has no prior emotional experiences.
If she had initially intended just to find a young male she could tolerate, she might not have developed feelings.
After all, when you're extremely hungry and eat something that usually makes you gag, you won't start liking it just because it fills your stomach.
But if, when you're starving, you get to eat a delicacy you've never tasted before, ordinary food won't seem appealing anymore.
So, when her eyes regained focus, and she realized she was being held in Sasaki's arms, Iga Sutora, like a kitten, nuzzled her soft, fragrant face against his neck to express her joy.
Not rejecting her affection, Sasaki held her like a child, supporting her soft little bottom with his arm and asked teasingly:
"Aren't you a succubus? How could you..."
Checking the time on his phone, Sasaki adjusted her small body and continued:
"How could you not last even ten minutes?"
"Although I haven't met other succubi, I know that..."
Before he could finish, scenes from earlier flashed through Iga Sutora's mind like a slideshow, reminding her of how she had lost control in less than ten minutes.
The first five seconds were spent gritting her teeth from the pain of losing her first time.
The next two minutes were spent meowing in pleasure due to her racial abilities.
By five minutes, she finally realized something was wrong.
Seven minutes in, she started babbling nonsensically, sticking out her tongue and saying things like "I'm going to break."
After seven minutes, she had no memory left.
Recalling everything, she couldn't help but interrupt:
"No, I'm not a disgrace to succubi. I just lack experience. I'll prove myself!"
It seemed losing to a human was indeed a great humiliation.
With that, Iga Sutora closed her golden, beautiful eyes and instantly vanished from Sasaki's arms.
"Whoa!!"
Sitting upright on the desk, the boy extended his arms, staring at the empty space in front of him in shock.
Unlike the solid impact of hitting someone, this sudden disappearance had a profound visual impact on a brawler like him.
After all, most boys dream of having powers like teleportation or mind-reading.
Having never seen such a thing before, he had initially dismissed it as fantasy.
But now that real magic had appeared before him, it was hard not to feel excited.
However, upon further thought, it was clear he could only dream about it.
Based on his rudimentary understanding of succubi, their magical power comes from absorbing male essence, and their spells are inherited from their memories.
So, trying to learn magic or spells from a succubus was out of the question.
Moreover, given the young succubus's current abilities, Sasaki figured he could easily defeat her with a single finger.
Dispelling unrealistic thoughts from his mind, he slowly walked out of the equipment building.
Thanks to his excellent eyesight, Sasaki could see Momo, carrying a bento box, running towards him from afar.
"Phew~"
Running up to Sasaki, the girl bent over with her hands on her knees, breathing lightly:
"Sorry, Fuyumi, for keeping you waiting."
Using her bending posture, Sasaki lifted her onto his shoulder and carried her to a shaded bench nearby.
Taking some tissues from his pocket, he began wiping the thin sweat off her forehead:
"There are so many people after school, and it's inconvenient to go up and down the stairs. I'm already surprised that you can come back so soon."
Because of Sasaki's leaning posture, Momo sniffed the unfamiliar scent coming from him, and wrinkled her nose in confusion.
Sniff, sniff~
"Momo?"
"Fuyumi, did you meet another girl while I was gone?"
"Yeah, a classmate of mine. The last class was P.E., and I helped carry some sports equipment."
Sasaki didn't explain the existence of succubi to Momo.
After all, even if he did, she might not believe him.
Even if she did believe it, she wouldn't be able to satisfy her curiosity.
Succubi, being an entirely female group, would naturally be somewhat exclusionary towards other females.
Iga Sutora appeared very affectionate and friendly towards Sasaki, but that was purely because she found him to be good food.
Given Sasaki's influence, she probably wouldn't take offense at Momo after knowing her identity.
However, considering the safety of those he cared about, it would be irresponsible to rely on someone else's mood.
Until he had fully tamed the little succubus, it was better not to let others know about her identity.
Momo, who aware of Fuyumi's strong physical condition, thought his reason was a bit flimsy but didn't dwell on it.
After all, the time she was away was just over ten minutes, at most fifteen.
That time wasn't enough for Fuyumi to warm up.
If they really did something, it would lead to discomfort for both parties.
So, she didn't think much about it and lightly acknowledged before moving on from the topic.
But she would never have thought that Sasaki didn't even treat the other person as a human being and beat her to death in just ten minutes.
If it wasn't for the succubus's racial trait of being well-lubricated, if it had been an ordinary girl...
"Ta-da~"
Sitting on one side of the bench, Momo opened the large black bento box on her lap.
The food inside was very rich: octopus-shaped sausages, stir-fried rice cake balls, seaweed rice balls shaped like pig heads, and quail eggs wrapped in fried noodles, among others.
Perhaps due to her innate interest, Momo seemed to love shaping food.
Most of the food in the bento box was made into familiar animal shapes.
"Momo, you put a lot of effort into this~"
Picking up an octopus sausage with a small bamboo skewer, Sasaki smiled and complimented her.
Seeing how seriously Momo had prepared the meal, he offcourse, wouldn't hesitate to praise her.
"You also made it very tasty. It's better than my fried rice."
Momo was very pleased with Sasaki's compliment but didn't agree with the latter part of his statement:
"Not at all! Fuyumi's fried rice is the best I've ever had."
"Because no matter how good the food is, eating alone makes it tasteless."
Handing the half-eaten octopus sausage to Momo, Sasaki, looking into her eyes that sparkled like a blue lake in the sunlight, said:
"From now on, the food you make will always be flavorful."
"Mm~"
"Aah~"
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