It was midday.
Lina, having nothing particular to do, ambled through the silent first floor, where the pendulum clock’s second hand vibrated, its soft ticks echoing through the quiet space.
A short time later, she found herself in the study.
Lina’s gaze fell upon the coffee table, where several open books immediately caught her eye.
“So, she has this kind of hobby too,” Lina mused.
Her fingertips traced the spine of one book, and she pulled it out, its cover depicting two otherworldly maidens locked in an embrace.
Emblazoned in silver foil script was the title: “On Being Forcibly Adopted by a Female Succubus While Wandering.”
A sticky note was affixed to the flyleaf, bearing a handwritten message: ‘Checked in~ Third reread, and it still makes my heart flutter ♥’
Seeing the bookmark, Lina’s interest was piqued. This book was clearly not meant to be taken seriously… and for Silvia, of all people, to leave a bookmark in it!
Subsequently, Lina settled onto the sofa, leaning back as the story within the book unfolded, beginning with an encounter on a rainy night.
A famished, wandering elven princess was picked up by a succubus foraging for food and brought back to her lair…
…which, in this case, was a cave.
When the elven princess awoke, the succubus was gently coiling the tip of her tail around the princess’s ankle.
Lina’s eyebrows arched as she read the narration aloud.
Her pupils reflected the illustration on the page—a silhouette of two figures, unclothed and intertwined, one above the other.
Below it, a monologue from the succubus read: ‘While you were unconscious, we… had intercourse. Look, I’m carrying your child now~♥’
The succubus was gently rubbing her slightly swollen belly… The elven princess had woken up to find herself a mother.
Moreover, upon seeing the futa organ that was not her own, she realized this was the result of the succubus’s extraordinary fertility magic at work upon her.
In the subsequent plot, the elven princess was compelled to accept the reality of her intimacy with the succubus.
Or perhaps, in the dead of night, the succubus would pin her against the rock wall, her tail tip circling the princess’s trembling waist…
…while murmuring, “We must draw more nutrients and magic for our child…”
Initially, the elven princess had been reserved, but later, she was the one actively seeking out the succubus… This stark contrast utterly captivated Lina’s interest.
As she continued to read, Lina’s fingers unconsciously turned the pages, becoming increasingly engrossed with each illustration.
It was an utterly scandalous yuri romance novel…
Furthermore, the content and various ‘games’ described within were truly imaginative.
Especially towards the end, Lina found herself questioning who the true ‘succubus’ really was.
Of the book’s 76 illustrations, over 50 depicted the elven princess ‘taking the lead’…
It turned out the succubus had merely lured a dominant elven princess back to her lair~
“No wonder she was so… during the day. So this is what they call a ‘teasing sub’♥”
It wasn’t until she read about the elven princess comforting the ‘broken’ succubus that Lina finally snapped the book shut on her lap.
****
It was afternoon.
Sunlight streamed diagonally through the sheer curtains, casting dappled shadows across the floor.
Silvia’s eyelashes fluttered faintly.
She poked her head out from beneath the blanket, her eyes still heavy with sleep, clearly not having rested enough.
Yet, she sensed three benevolent presences… her three adorable juniors had arrived for their appointment.
The next moment, the doorbell’s sudden chime echoed through the house.
Hearing this, Lina emerged from the study, her senses immediately picking up the scent of three young, vibrant bloods from beyond the door.
Outside the courtyard gate, three girls were standing on tiptoes, eagerly peering in, hoping their beloved Senior Via would appear.
They had even changed into their special ‘date’ dresses.
Qiye wore a white crop top, highlighting her slender waist with youthful vigor.
Her black hip-skimming skirt swayed lightly with her movements, revealing her safety shorts with even the slightest shift.
She certainly wasn’t afraid of any wardrobe malfunctions.
Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, adorned with a medium-sized red bow, which was, in fact, the transformed Flame Demonic Sword.
The sworn artifacts of the ‘Three Primary Colors’ squad were all in the shape of bows.
Additionally, Weizhan’s backless knit mini-dress showcased her back and collarbones.
Her blue ear-length hair was also accessorized with a small blue bow.
And then there was Xincheng, who managed to make white stockings and a pleated skirt look both sweet and cool, her V-neck top paired with a black camisole creating a unique aesthetic.
Her long yellow hair cascaded down, held back by a large yellow bow at the nape of her neck.
“Coming~”
Silvia responded, her fingertip gathering a wisp of magic to remotely press the door-opening button.
Lina emerged from around the corner, her golden hair swaying, her arms crossed as she leaned against a pillar.
The next second, Qiye, Weizhan, and Xincheng stepped into the hall.
This time, Weizhan was the quickest, immediately rushing into Silvia’s embrace.
She even took Silvia’s hand and placed it on the soft skin of her back.
It was as if she was asking for a caress~
Silvia, of course, doted on her, stroking her back and playfully tickling her armpit, which elicited a chorus of adorable whimpers from Weizhan.
Qiye, for once, was uncharacteristically a step behind… though whether it was intentional remained unclear.
Subsequently, she and Xincheng sat down on Silvia’s left and right sides, respectively.
“Senior Via, are you hungry? We can’t wait any longer. We’ve been busy for half the morning, and we’re so, so hungry…”
As she spoke, Xincheng blinked her eyes and even wiggled her phone, displaying a meticulously prepared list of delicacies.
Meanwhile, Weizhan, nestled on Silvia’s lap, suddenly noticed a bite mark on Silvia’s shoulder.
As if a thought had struck her, she turned to Lina, asking, “Did you drink Senior’s blood?”
Upon hearing this, Lina rolled her eyes, turned, and walked away, leaving only a dismissive, “Hmph~ I can’t be bothered with you…”
She was still preoccupied with the yuri novel she had left halfway through.
Her only reason for coming out was to see who had arrived; now that she knew it was the three magical girls, she could return to her book in peace.
Qiye was about to call out to her, but Silvia gently took her hand. “It’s fine. Lina was hungry, so I let her drink.”
Qiye still harbored some concern. “Senior Via, if a bloodkin drinks too much of your blood, you might become a blood s*ave…”
“Don’t worry,” Silvia reassured her. “How could she possibly enslave me?”
Then, “My little darlings, please wait while I change my clothes…”
Silvia was about to rise, but Weizhan tugged at her wrist.
Tilting her neck back, the straps of her knit dress swayed against her collarbones. “Don’t change, don’t change! Senior Via looks so cute in her school uniform~ Like a schoolgirl sneaking out on a date, even though you’re a year older than us.”
Xincheng also leaned closer, straddling Silvia’s right leg.
“Exactly! Mmhmm, full of feminine charm♥~ Paired with Senior Via’s silver hair, it’s truly beautiful.”
However, Silvia merely offered an awkward smile. What she actually intended to change wasn’t her clothes, but her *bottoms*…
They weren’t dry yet, and felt a bit sticky…
Nevertheless, her three adorable juniors insisted she shouldn’t change.
Ultimately, Silvia found herself powerless against their pleas.
After a quick adjustment of her collar, she slung her shoulder bag over her shoulder.
Their hair brushed together. Silvia’s left arm naturally linked with Qiye’s slender arm, while her right hand was entwined by Weizhan.
She was, in essence, embraced on both sides.
****
A short while later, Xincheng gripped the steering wheel, the rearview mirror reflecting the three playfully bantering figures in the back.
Silvia was squeezed in the middle, subjected to Qiye’s teasing and Weizhan’s kisses on her cheek.
A hint of jealousy stirred in Xincheng, and she murmured, “Hmm~ Senior Via, you *must* sit next to me later. You two can’t monopolize her any longer…”
“Alright, alright~ you little jealous pot.”
“Well then, Driver Xincheng, destination—Dumpling Dumpling! Let’s go!”
Qiye and Weizhan teased her playfully.