Succubus-san’s Life in Another World

"... what is this situation?"

To the noise around me, I woke up unexpectedly. The sight that jumped into my eyes was exactly chaos. The Uncle Kent tied by the "bind," Barry, the butler who is crying at that Uncle Kent, Urania, who is staring at the two in the shape of a ghost, and a girl who doesn't even know the name who is circling behind Urania and saying words of apology.

"… What is this situation?"

I accidentally whine the same words over and over again. Nothing wrong with being a member here. I left out the magic that was attached to Grandpa Kent, and no wonder Barry, the butler, is on Grandpa Kent's side. Urania should have been going around the other floor, but perhaps the repression was over and she came looking for me.

I was surprised that the girl was awake, but other than the fact that she was scared and repeatedly apologizing, it doesn't seem like a problem. It was a bit of a forceful treatment method, so I was worried that there would be no disorder left. I don't know about the details for a while, but somehow, I feel like I'm okay now.

"Urania"

"Lily."

"Wow."

Speaking to Urania to visit the situation for now, she jumped into my nostalgia with a soothing grin.

"Finally awake."

"Sorry, Grandpa Kent, I think I slept with you. You're not safe. You want me to" heel "you?

"Ho, I thought I'd ask you. My back hurts."

Grandpa Kent goes along with my light mouth, even though the wounds caused by the magic runoff will hurt more than the hips or something. Soon I'll heal your hips and all your wounds with a heel. I also find it strange that Grandpa Kent is concerned about his lower back, which was not particularly important earlier than the pain on his whole body. Is that it? Like it has footprints around your hips...?

"Huh, not a boulder."

"Hey, Grandpa Kent, why were you tied up?

"Mm, that's a punishment." That's more like Lily. Who the hell are you?

Like I heard Urania...? I don't have time to wonder any more, and Barry's questions stop me from thinking. What do you mean, "normal"?

"Ah!?

Imagine who you are now. I solved the [humanization] and succubated it. After that, I must have tried my best and fell asleep without using [humanization]. This is where I am, so I can't just go back to being a person because I fell asleep. I mean, what I look like right now is a succubus.

"Uh, no... this is..."

"Black tail on the wings of the film...... It's a demon or demon characteristic of heritage."

………

"You look so scared. We know very well that you are not evil. There must be some reason why he looks like that."

I didn't mean to hide it, but I have a little suspicion about the Dream Demon, or the species Sacubas. Namely, isn't the Dream Demon a demon? That is. That egg I found in Spiritual Mountain. "Grimm" and "Fine" seem to think that the ropers have been born since then, but I don't think that the presence born of eggs deliberately parasitizes the bandits.

And the mystery of being me. I died on Earth and was reincarnated into this world. Yes, reincarnation. Yet I am not the baby, but the character I once portrayed. I don't think it's wrong to be reincarnated because he died and became something else, but I feel it's obviously different from normal.

In this world, moreover, there are beings born in the finished state. That's the demon. I don't know how much magic is needed to create the presence of me, but I have a lot of skills that are powerful in this enormous amount of magic. It can't possibly be done with some magic vegetables, and an amount of them would be necessary to the extent that they upset the balance of the spiritual mountains.

"You're not just a human being."

"I'm not asking for more information. Well, I guess it's better not to show it to too many people."

"Is that because this figure is the problem?

"It doesn't have to be either. It's not the color."

"Color?"

Black doesn't seem very welcome in this country. To the extent that the word 'nigger' can be used, the word 'nigger' is repelled. If this is the average person, it will not be seen as a problem to that extent, and it is assumed that even among the aristocrats, discrimination is not apparent because the hairs and hair color are black.

But only superficially, he who was born with black on his body is thought to have committed a great sin in his previous life. I don't remember committing such a heinous crime in my last life, but if Tria's testimony that she earned her experience in my peer magazine is true, then I'm a god killer.

"If nothing like this happens, you'll be fine."

"I hope so. By the way, what's your daughter gonna do?

Grandpa Kent tells me to look back. The girl, rounded up to earlier, was squatting and trembling to hold her head for the loss of Urania's shadow.