“The garlic of my dreams… HARVESTED!”
Day after day of the perpetually-in-heat rabbit… of keeping up with Sonya, has me genuinely approaching my limit.
I’m fairly sure my cheeks are getting hollow. If I don’t eat something stamina-building soon, I am legitimately done for.
Which is why tonight is garlic steak night.
For the palm-top rabbits, I piled the carrot side dishes into extra-large servings.
Sonya’s plate, for the record, is garlic-free. If she gets any MORE energetic, several things will break. Most of them me.
And right then — a knock-knock at the door, and it opened.
“And you… are?”
A staggering beauty stood in my doorway.
Chest somewhere in G-cup territory, appearance late twenties.
She wore something like bikini armor with an aggressive exposure rating, and her silky pink hair fell glossy to her shoulders.
In a word: outrageously sexy.
Sonya could pass for a middle or high schooler — the youthful type.
This person, though, radiated the kind of grown-woman allure where “bewitching” is the only word that fits.
“I caught the most delicious aroma, you see… I am Maria — a succubus, banished from the demon realm. My powers were stripped from me upon my exile, and my stomach is achingly, ACHINGLY empty.”
Nobody asked for your life story, ma’am. And yet here we are.
Although — if she’s a succubus, that explains the sheer erotic voltage.
If “lewd pink” were in the dictionary, her portrait would be next to it.
“Well, if you’re hungry, want to eat?”
Nothing else for it. I held out a garlic steak.
One bite — and Maria’s eyes flew wide open.
“This flavor cannot exist… not even the demon realm’s finest chefs could produce a taste explicable only as an act of GOD!”
And Maria began demolishing the garlic steak at astonishing speed.
“Eat that fast and you’ll choke, you know?”
Cramming the entire steak into her mouth, cheeks working furiously, Maria declared:
“The power of meat and garlic…! It SURGES… through me!”
“YOUR DIGESTION IS TOO FAST!”
At my shock, Maria shook her head slightly.
“Garlic is the very symbol of vigor — and a magical energy source for succubi. It is a form of energy intake… separate from physical digestion. To put it concretely: the moment it enters my mouth, my mana replenishes. Naturally, ordinary nutritional digestion follows afterward, but…”
“I see.”
And then Maria turned a distinctly… sultry gaze on me.
“Ingesting garlic after so long has left me… tingling. And you see, nightly relations are also vital to a succubus’s mana recovery.”
”…Pardon?”
“The mana stolen from me will not recover in a mere day or two.”
”…Meaning?”
“Um… that is… might I… impose on you for a while… in various ways…? Or would you… hate that?”
To which I answered with my most honest feelings:
“I don’t hate this at all.”
And so the household headcount rose by one.
—For the record, succubi are far, FAR beyond what the folklore advertises.
Three days later, during morning fieldwork—
“Tonight it’s ME who shares the bedroom~!”
Sonya wrapped herself around my right arm.
“Oh my? What is the little girl saying, I wonder?”
And Maria coiled around my left.
Ladies, I cannot farm like this, please— and right as I thought it, the two of them said something outrageous.
“Then tonight, the three of us… together.”
“Yes! We’ll call it even with THAT~!”
I coughed. Violently.
“Oi oi, you two… isn’t that a bit much?”
At my words, both of them looked up at me with big, wet, upturned eyes.
”…Do you hate the idea?” ”…Is it really so bad~?”
To which I answered with my most honest feelings:
“I don’t hate this at all.”
And truly, honestly, I don’t.
But… I’m already running on fumes here… I thought.
My body seriously can’t take it anymore. I’ve been inhaling meat and garlic for stamina and it is NOT keeping pace.
This is getting genuinely dangerous, I was thinking — when the divine voice rang through my head.
Piroriro-rin♪
[Skill: Emperor of the Night Level 10, granted.]
“NOTHING IS SACRED ANYMORE, HUH?!”
I mean… thank you. Genuinely. But still.
So, that night, various things happened, and—
—to give you just the conclusion: from now on, it’s THEIR turn to run on fumes.