《It Seems Like I Got Transmigrated Into An Eroge》Chapter 30: Master Irene (1)
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Succubus is a seductive demon in female forms, a race that appears in dreams to seduce men, usually through sexual activity. It came from folklore traced back to medieval times in my world. Besides, the description of a succubus is the same in this world. I have little knowledge about succubus regarding their origin or their abilities other than seducing men.
Now, it all makes sense. The dreams and everything that has been happening to me. Does that mean I finally graduated from being a virgin?! Is that why Diana has been acting like that since the beginning?
Staying in my room after my talk with Lily.
Actually, the prospect of her being a love interest didn’t cross my mind through our talk, as I feel like she would be better at being a friend more than anything. I believe it's better that way, building a friendly relationship from the ground up. Perhaps the cause would be because I’m still wary of her. But, in the end, it all worked.
But before that, I remembered the words of Lily from earlier.
“You really didn’t know?”
“No—! How would I?! Her being a blade saint didn’t even ring a bell on my brain.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes—!”
“She probably kept hidden from you because of the evil reputation against the succubus. There are only a few people who knew about her actual race.”
“And, Clara?”
“I don’t know...”
“Okay... What about succubus in general? What are they?”
I asked her question in case it's different or similar to my world.
“They’re called sex demons, but Master Irene is far from what I’ve seen like that. She’s the purest saint ever.”
“Uh-huh...” staring at Lily with a look of contempt.
'That's all?'
After that, we parted ways in our rooms.
Lying lazily in my chair while watching some random shows on the television. Honestly, nothing is entertaining on television as they always show the top-ranking guilds or nobles on the television for their entertainment.
(Diana.)
(Yes~?)
(Tell me in honesty, what are Master Irene and Clara doing every morning to me?)
(...)
I’ll take that as a yes. Is that why I’ve been always horny lately? Or was it because of my puberty? I can’t tell!
(Diana, what are they doing? If you don’t tell me—I’m going to hate you.)
Obviously, that worked incredibly well against Diana.
(Noo—!)
(So...?)
(I-It’s l-lewd...)
'I knew it—!'
(Can you tell me in more great detail, Diana?)
(Every night, whenever you would fall asleep, Clara would go to your room, and sometimes Irene too; the two are dressed in all black with tiny little devil wings on their back, a glint of lust on their eyes. Upon entering, they would go lay beside you and one will go on top of you, putting their forehead against your forehead, then they’ll stay like for a while...)
(And then...?)
(Then they would switch alternately until dusk. After that, they’ll leave.)
(Leave? And, that’s the only thing they did the whole night?)
(Yeah.)
(Nothing more?)
(Nah-uh.)
(Wait a minute, how come you’re letting them do what they want? Aren’t you hostile against them?)
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(Well, at first I am, I did warn them at first without waking you up. But they told me it will give you benefits and especially begged me to not tell you—It was Irene's request. So I gave them one chance to do it. In the end, your body dramatically increased its vitality and replenished it, but also helped your body grow. Once I saw it, I’m convinced that their methods help you. I don't see any problem with it, so I let them do it.)
(Oh... What about the thing you said last time about satisfying? And, what lewd?)
(Isn’t helping your body and needs, satisfies you? Plus, they would kiss you and that's lewd. However, I'm warier around Clara. Please keep your distance around. She's the dangerous one.)
(...)
Absolutely it does satisfy my body—But, the kiss? For real? Clara...? I can't understand anything at all. My brain is overheating at the moment. Better to change the topic.
(Yeah, you’re right. Anyway, I’ve got some questions about your powers, Diana. Last time, when you helped me you summoned a spear, right?)
(Yes.)
(How come? Was it because of your father? The god of war? What was his name?)
(Yes, I did inherit my father’s power, but we're all different. About his name, I don’t know. We are nameless gods or what father would always say ‘The Agnostos Theo’, the gods with no believers.)
(Agnostos Theo... Gods with no believers... The church exists thought and there are some religions around the globe though? Are you telling me, the people in here are praying to false gods?)
(Probably?)
(Now, that's interesting. We'll talk more about that later, I'll go ahead to Master Irene's office first.)
Standing up from my chair, I head my way to Master Irene’s office to discuss her being succubus. While walking in the hall, I came across Lily with her guardian spirit the Fenrir brushing its fluffy hair out in the open. Our eyes met. She only smiled and nodded to me. Of course, I responded the same. Later on, I’m now standing in front of Master Irene’s office, knocking a few times before I got a response.
“Come in.”
Excusing myself, I open the door and saw Master Irene’s behind a mountain of papers that are on her desk, wearing glasses with a weary expression. When she saw who entered, she tilts her head in confusion.
“What are you doing here, Claude?”
“I’m here to discuss related to you.”
“What is it?”
“Lily mentioned to me about you being a succubus.” I immediately went straight to the point.
Master Irene’s shoulder made a noticeable flinched. At first, her eyes wandered around the room searching for an excuse, but in the end, she gave up and let out a sigh.
“Haah... Come sit, sooner and later, you’ll eventually found it.”
“Okay.”
My butt sat on the soft cushion of the chair in front of Master Irene’s office desk. Her expression had a hint of uneasiness and distraught, which is understandable since succubus is seen as a dirty and sinful creature in this world's standard. I thought being manaless is worse. I suppose there's a lot more in this world.
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“W-What are your thoughts of m-me being a succubus?” Master Irene said stammeringly.
“Hm? Nothing? Well, Diana told me that you’ve been helping me every day when I fell asleep, and I think that’s the reason why I'm waking up every day full of energy."
“She did?” Master Irene can’t believe what she just heard.
“Yeah, she told me about you and Clara helping me. And, the reason I always have a wet dream every single night, right?”
“Yes... Forgive me.”
"And why are you ignoring me these past days?"
"To control our lust... We have an uncontrollable lust due to our succubus nature; the reason why we're leaving far away from people. It got worse when you acquired your spirit. For some reason, we've attracted something inside you which makes us crazy at times but worry not. I can handle it pretty well, but I couldn't say so to Clara. " Master Irene lowered her gaze.
“Really? Wow... To be honest, I like the dreams that I’m having.” I blurted.
“Eh—?”
Realizing my mistake, I averted my face the other way. “Nevermind.”
“Hahahaha, I forgot you’re at that age already. Anyway, don’t you feel scared knowing that your own master, whom you trusted, was a succubus?”
“I don’t get your point. You helped me. You gave me home, food, and practically everything that I needed even though you haven't taught me anything related to sword or fighting in general. Plus, I don’t see the problem of you being a succubus. Aren’t they sex-demons who prey on males for their life essence?”
“Yes. Succubus came from the races of demons, we are known as the sex fiends in the world as we prey on anyone with lust and kill them—It’s what makes us stronger." She laughed, but there's a hint of sadness behind it.
“Kill?”
“Yes, that’s why we’re hated by others. Not only do we give pleasure, but we also kill them because of what we call absorbing their life essence that can significantly make us stronger."
“Wait... Does that mean...?”
“Me? I'm not. Clara and I have a unique constitution. We're overflowing with 'life essence' the reason why we're not craving for other people. But for some reason, we have those urges with you which is troubling for me and Clara. Plus, throughout my years, I haven't gotten any cravings until I met you."
"So I'm at fault now?"
"No-no! I'm just saying. However, I do think it's probably because of your quintessence or other reasons."
"You're telling me... You get horny around me?"
"Y-Yeah? That's what I told you. Weird right? A succubus and a saint, too. Saint are titles bestowed by the church. But why I, a succubus, got one? The church despises demon races as filthy and unholy. You see, only a handful of people knew my race origins."
“I don’t get it... And, church?"
“Haah... Sorry, I digressed from the topic. Anyway, for the reason why we sneak to your bedroom at night—Well, I'm only doing that recently. Clara and I were helping you to nourish your body because if we don’t. In short, your body would collapse. Last year, I told Clara to do that to help you."
“Collapse from what? I have quintessence?”
“That’s the reason, your body would collapse from your quintessence. Why do you think I tripled your training menu daily? What if you ran out of quintessence or mana? What would happen?”
“Nothing?”
“Incorrect, you’ll collapse on the ground because of your fragile malnourished body. Remember, using mana or quintessence can stress out our bodies. Clara and I replenish your energy by sending our life essence to you. Life essence and mana or quintessence are different. They're different. The method we used is just for nourishing your body.”
“I don't get it.”
"The liquid coming out of our vagina can be the aphrodisiac and it’s full of vitality. By smelling or drinking, it can boost your body drastically and it can even heal you.” Master Irene looked the other way to cover her reddened face.
“Wait, that’s... That’s the wet thing on my bed?! I tasted that! Is that why I’ve been always horny for the past year?!”
“What?! Why would you!”
“Because I thought it’s my sweat!”
“Why would you even taste your sweat?! That's from Clara! How can you!”
“... Uh... I don’t know... Anyway! I thought succubus always wanted to have sex?" I panicked.
“Do you wanted to die? Even if I had sex with you, right here, right now. You’ll die because your body is not mature enough, you’ll get sucked dry. Anyway, for your information, I didn't do that but instead used [Dream Weaver] which can boost your vitality too, and it takes a lot of my mana and life essence!"
“For real?”
“Yes, we succubus suck the essence or energy of the physical body of a person for their life essence. It’s connected to our soul, which is the one that supplies to our body. That connection is called ‘Thread of Life’, strings that connect your soul to your body—If that connection got cut, you're instantly dead. Also, the string thread that connects your soul and body is too young—Like from a child, which baffled me. You will die from it because of the harshness of our absorption. But, once you grow up, that thread will thicken by itself.”
“Damn, What about oral? I thought you two are doing nasty things to me. I'm so disappointed.” I blurted out my honest thoughts.
“W-W-What oral... Just to let you know, I've only kissed you! And, what the heck are you talking about?! For your information, when I'm horny I only masturbate from a distance! I still have morals!” exclaimed Master Irene in bewilderment.
"Oho~ You masturabate to me? I'll take that as a compliment."
"How shameless can you be?"
"I've been always like this—Sorry, I tried to humor it. I'm still in a state of confusion trying to process all the things you just said." I pinch the bridge of my nose.
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