Chapter 112: Succubus Service

The warmth of the water seeped into my chest, easing muscles I didn’t even know were tense. Evelina crouched beside me, towel in hand, her form impossibly alluring in that absurdly tight “nurse” uniform. The succubus energy practically hummed from her every movement.

“You’re too stiff,” she murmured, pressing the towel more firmly against my shoulders. “Relax. Let me handle this. You’ve been through hell.”

I smirked, trying to tease, but my voice came out hoarse. “And I’m supposed to relax while you’re doing something as provocative as this?”

“Well… yeah? Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?”

Evelina argued back, continuing with washing my body off all the grime and blood.

“Also, don’t worry about anyone finding us. I had the succubus focus her magic so that the marker on top of you will disappear temporarily.” She smirked. “It’s just you and me here.”

Just you and me.

Those four words hit harder than any spell.

No observers.

No professors.

No students.

Absolutely no one watching.

The constant pressure that had been sitting at the back of my skull while she tended me loosened ever so slightly.

“…I know the succubus I gave you is powerful, but no way she could easily erase a marker created by multiple professors,” I muttered.

“It’s not so much that she erased it; she’s just distracting the casters so they focus on a different area instead.”

She smiled faintly. “Basically, that marker is now on top of an unlucky student.”

The towel slid down my arm, slow and deliberate, wiping away a streak of dried blood.

“You framed someone?”

“…Mhm~”

She didn’t even deny it.

The basin rippled as she dipped the cloth again. When she wrung it out this time, warm droplets ran down her fingers and along her wrist, tracing the curve of her skin before falling.

My eyes followed the motion automatically.

She noticed.

Of course she noticed.

“You’re staring again,” she said lightly. “Think it’s helping with the phantom pain?”

“Pretty sure this is making it worse.”

“Liar.” She teased. “You aren’t grunting and wincing like before; it’s clearly working.”

She finally finished cleaning my upper body, then crossed her arms and looked proud of herself for a job well done.

She was a duke’s daughter, washing someone, or hell, even cleaning was something new to her. While she definitely was taught basic housekeeping skills…

It was her first time putting that still to good use.

“I did a pretty good job, don’t you think?”

She smiled widely, nothing like a villainess, nothing like a sadistic duke’s daughter. She just smiled like a usual woman who was proud of her achievements.

“My skin definitely feels better, although…” I stopped slightly, then chuckled. “I still smell terrible.”

“Yeah, too bad I couldn’t find any soap anywhere.”

Even though she said something like that, she clearly had another plan for making me both feel and smell fresh.

Why use soap anyway? She was literally part succubus.

They were beings of pure pleasure, and pleasure came in many forms—smell, of course, being one of them.

[Demonic Transformation]

Her form shifted once again, her skirt ruffling from behind as the obvious succubus tail emerged, the fabric lifting just enough to make room for it. The dark limb slid free with deliberate ease, smooth and flexible, the spaded tip giving a slow, lazy sway as if testing the air.

She adjusted her stance without a hint of embarrassment, the skirt settling back into place around the base of her tail as though it had always been meant to accommodate it.

And then there were the horns… and all the other obvious changes that came with her turning into a succubus.

[Eye of the Profaned (Unique)]

– Demonic Dominion (Activated)

“Ah~!”

She whimpered slightly, nearly forgetting the weird effect I had on demons, which included succubi.

“I still couldn’t get used to that feeling… like it’s making me want to feel submissive…”

Evelina shuddered jokingly before returning focus to me.

This time, she wasn’t just a scantily clad nurse—but a full-on succubus, barely covered in a tight, revealing nurse outfit.

“Fuck…”

I laughed, already feeling the effects of her transformation as my eyes dilated, this time far more intense than before.

Was it because of the nurse’s outfit…?

It genuinely felt like I had a harder time holding back than the previous times.

“Hearts in your eyes again?” She teased.

“S-Seriously…?”

I stared at her, completely dumbfounded. Seriously, did my pupils just turn into hearts again? It’s been ages since that happened—and by ages, I mean it’s only happened once before.

And it was happening again. Right now. Right here. My vision blurred at the edges, and I could feel the heat crawling up my chest, a mixture of exhaustion, lingering adrenaline, and pure, unadulterated Evelina.

She noticed immediately, of course. A faint, knowing smirk danced across her lips as she leaned just a little closer, tail curling lazily behind her like a pendulum.

“Ah… yeah,” she said softly, brushing a hand over my shoulder as if reading my mind. “That’s what I thought. Still can’t resist me, huh?”

I tried to answer. Words failed me. My brain short-circuited somewhere between the warmth of her fingers, the tight curve of her form pressed close, and the lingering phantom pain that had been disappearing under her ministrations.

“This is unfair,” I finally muttered, voice rough, a mixture of teasing and awe.

Before I could even react, her tail flicked around, brushing teasingly against my leg, the touch electric and deliberate. My pulse jumped, and my hands twitched, like they wanted to move without my consent.

“Evelina…” I groaned, both warning and plea in my tone.

“Mhm~” she hummed, circling me slowly, towel in one hand, the other now trailing dangerously close to my torso, fingers just brushing over the still-healing bruises.

“Relax. Let me… take care of you completely. You’ve been through hell. I think you deserve… all of me for a while.”

Her words sent a shiver down my spine, heat and need pooling in my gut. I knew I should resist—mental exhaustion, the watching eyes, the ongoing exam—but every nerve screamed to let her do whatever she wanted.

And Evelina? She leaned in, face close to mine, eyes flickering between mischief and something darker, something hungry.

“Oh, just a reminder, we’re not doing it today. This is just to help you calm down, after all. Maybe after the examination…”

W-What…?

After!?

“Y-You’ve got to be joking, right?”

She didn’t reply; she just gave a smug grin, knowing completely well what she was doing.

Ahh…

This is definitely still her.

Sadistic as always… but a special kind of sadistic when it came to me.

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