Is It Strange For A Succubus To Be Wearing Clothes?

Chapter 26

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2048/2/18 Collection of Popular Posts.

[WTF WHO IS THIS?????]

[Photo of a woman playing the violin with her face covered by a veil at Konkuk University Station]

[FUCKFUCKFUCK What I saw today was just sex, for real, FUCK.]

[Chicken and beer? Pizza and cola? Compared to this, that shit is not sex or anything, for real.]

ㅡWhat are you talking about, fuck.

ㅡDid you get horny from the afternoon?

ㅡGo to your own gallery.

ㄴWhere’s “your gallery” here? This is the Hunter Channel, you dumbass.

ㄴOh, right.

ㄴIs this guy even a Hunter? Seems like a community shut-in.

ㅡStop talking nonsense only you know, and tell us what’s so “sex,” and maybe send me your address in a DM just in case.

[I’m working as a security hunter at Konkuk University Station, and people were suddenly flocking around like a celebrity had arrived.]

[The security hunter manual states that if an abnormal gathering of people occurs, you have to monitor the situation. At first, I thought some crazy Awakened was going to do a terrorist attack, but then, the woman in the photo above walked toward the central park area with a violin.]

ㅡIs she a mental-type Awakened?

ㅡWow, her looks are insane.

ㄴHow do you know she’s good-looking? She’s wearing a suit and a veil over her face?

ㄴThere are some people where you can just tell they’re beautiful by just seeing their silhouette.

ㄴFor real, you can see the beauty overflowing even just from the picture?

ㄴLOL

ㄴYou don’t get it? That’s because your face is…

ㄴShh.

ㅡAren’t all Awakened people’s looks pretty much beyond human standards? Because they get some kind of mana blessing or whatever, so their faces are usually decent?

ㅡBut that woman is definitely on a different level.

ㅡWow, it’s the first time I’ve felt that kind of wall just by seeing a silhouette.

ㅡIs she a succubus?

ㄴThere’s a possibility…

ㄴ? Do you even know what succubi wear?

ㄴThey reject constricting clothes on a primal level, so she’s probably not a succubus.

ㄴTrue, most incubi go around shirtless too…

[Anyway, that woman’s appearance is just sex. I don’t know if I’m mentally contaminated or what, but as soon as I saw her, I got completely captivated and couldn’t focus.]

[The people following her seemed to be entranced as well, as if they were all in a daze.]

[Then, she took out a violin in the park and played it, and it was just pure sex.]

[The violin sound was amazing, of course. She was playing so well. Like someone doing a solo classical recital in Europe or something.]

ㅡA video was uploaded on V-Tube.

ㄴOh.

ㄴWow, fuck.

ㄴThat’s Paganini’s Caprice No. 24. It’s a nightmare for violin majors. They say it’s incredibly difficult.

ㄴThis made my balls tingle, unnie…

ㅡAfter watching the video, I think that person is a succubus????

ㄴHow do you know?

ㄴI’m a mental ability analyst.

ㄴ?

ㄴA humble person in a humble place…

ㄴWait, why is your profile real?

ㅡAfter watching the video, I think she’s a succubus. The charm just breaks through the screen. It seems like she’s restraining herself, and those clothes and veil are probably a kind of restraint to prevent other people from being affected by her charm.

ㄴBut can a succubus wear such concealing clothes?

ㄴThey reject them on a primal level, but if they do wear them, they look incredibly lewd.

ㄴShe’s probably a high-ranking succubus? Maybe she’ll be on the Hunter Wiki.

ㅡAh, but I can’t stop listening to that music now.

ㅡMe too.

ㅡWhat is this?

ㅡThe song is good, but I don’t usually listen to classical music at all…

ㅡI keep listening…

ㅡWhat is this? I can’t stop LOL

ㅡI’m going crazy. If I stop playing this, it keeps playing in my head. It keeps coming back to me.

ㅡI want to listen again.

ㅡAh, I’m charmed LOL

ㄴI just tested myself with a eucaliptist, and my mental state is normal. It’s not erosion. I’m not charmed.

ㅡThe performance is amazing, but that unnie’s silhouette and the way her body looks in that suit is just insane.

ㅡAh… this is sex, for real.

ㅡHa….

ㅡI want to petrify that lady…

ㄴAre you insane?

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While I was eating lunch, a loud alarm suddenly went off on my smartwatch.

ㅡ[Emergency Disaster Alert]

ㅡ[Great Rift Management Safety Headquarters, Hunter Association Disaster Management Department] February 19, 14:15, a cluster of asteroids with a diameter of 1500 km is approaching Earth/Protect yourself from falling debris, Awakened are to report to designated locations.

ㅡCitizens are to evacuate to shelters and stay safe…

“…?”

What was this now?

As I tilted my head in confusion, all the cell phones in the restaurant started ringing loudly, not just mine.

“Officer Dan, what is this?”

“I know, right? Is this nonsense? Did someone hack the Central Intelligence Agency or something?”

Officer Dan, who was eating lunch with me, put down her spoon and clicked her tongue.  The spoon was standing upright on the table.  As I wondered why it wouldn’t fall over, a blinding light suddenly poured down from the sky.

-BOOOM!

The asteroid cluster collided with Earth, and the Earth was destroyed.

Everything in front of me turned to ash.

Officer Dan, Ahjussi Mikkelsen, the sweet grandfather, Succubus Queen Citra.

Goodbye, everyone.

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I opened my eyes.

I was in bed.

Officer Dan had cleaned and tidied up my room yesterday, so the bed smelled like sunshine, and the room was very clean and nice.

Just in case, I looked up at the sky.

There were no asteroids.

I quickly opened my smartwatch and saw only spam text messages, instead of an alert.  [I’m at Incheon Airport. Can you carry my bag? mku.juila]

“……..”

But the scene I had seen in my dream was so unpleasant.

No, it was more than unpleasant; it made my mind feel dizzy and faint.

What was that?

‘What the fuck was that random dream???’

I had tried to refrain from using profanity, as they were not beautiful, but the dream I had just had was so ridiculous that I cursed without realizing it.

What was up with the asteroids?

No, really now.

It was so absurd…!

Even if an asteroid were really heading toward Earth, there were countless Awakened people, and the government could easily intercept something like an asteroid with their various abilities and magic stone technology…!

“Ah, ugh… how unpleasant. This is more unpleasant than seeing my favorite movie series suddenly kill off the protagonist and replace them with a confident, size-X woman as the new protagonist…”

Ugh, this wasn’t beautiful.

My life suddenly ending with a meteor?

I would never allow that to happen, but it was so unpleasant and not beautiful.

After wrestling with my thoughts for a while, I looked to the side and saw my Ego Violin floating in the air.

ㅡEhehehehe!

ㅡKyahaha!

ㅡAhahahaha!

It was floating around in a way that seemed like it was in a good mood.  As if a child was ecstatic that their prank had worked exactly as they intended.

ㅡShe’s up! She’s up! She’s up!

ㅡAh, we’re becoming one with the meteor.

ㅡAhem.

ㅡA meteor collision ending is a masterpiece!

ㅡA masterpiece that was enough to wake her up from the dream!

“……..”

Could it be…

Was it your fault that I just had this strange, random dream?

After thinking calmly for a moment, it wasn’t impossible.  This Ego Violin was a collection of 187 young boys’ and girls’ souls. Children were like human imagination factories that constantly spun all sorts of fantasies and dreams, unhappiness and happiness, in their delusional circuits.

Of course, among those numerous unhappy delusions and joyful fantasies, they chose to end my life with a ridiculous and horrific story of a meteor collision.

It was truly outrageous.

“…Why? Why did you do that?”

ㅡBecause it’s fun!

ㅡBecause we’re bored!

ㅡTo break Adelie penguin eggs!

ㅡI want to be played!

ㅡI want to play!

ㅡI want to sing!

“…Haa, you did it yesterday.”

They had played at Konkuk University Station, one of the most bustling areas.

I was saying this again, but I had the attention-seeking tendency to crave people’s attention and love.

But I hated having too many people around or going outside too often.  I was fundamentally a homebody and an introvert.  How could I go out to such a crowded place two days in a row, not even for a week?

It was impossible.

ㅡNo, no, no, no!

ㅡPlay!

ㅡ!!!

“Even if you emit cursed sound waves, it won’t work. It doesn’t work on me anyway.”

ㅡNo!

ㅡWe’ll make you dream about asteroids!

ㅡWe’ll make you get hit by a meteor!

“……..”

Should I just… destroy it?

Ah, no.

They were children.

It was possible.

A small killing intent arose at the violin that was whining like a child, but I soon suppressed it.

No matter how angry I was, I shouldn’t harbor hatred and anger toward a child.

It was said that every parent felt anger and hatred toward their children who were constantly whining and crying without knowing the parents’ suffering, but they still endured it because they were beloved children, right?

Of course, I had never had a child, but since I had become the owner of this Ego Violin, I was something like a parent.

Let’s ignore the children’s whining and enjoy breakfast first.

Today’s breakfast was toast and eggs.

And spam.

Spam was usually eaten with rice, but unfortunately, Officer Dan hadn’t prepared any this time, fearing that I would skip meals again.

So, I’d make a delicious breakfast with the strawberry jam, bread, eggs, and spam I had at home.

It was simple.

I put the bread in the toaster.

While the bread was toasting, I cracked an egg into a frying pan and roughly stirred it to make scrambled eggs.

Ah, I forgot to add salt.

It’s okay, I could add it now, right?

And I fried the spam in the same pan where I had fried the eggs.

Eek, the oil splattered! It wasn’t hot, but it made me feel bad!

Ah, the bread was done.

I spread strawberry jam on the crispy, brown toast.

And then, I placed the scrambled eggs and fried spam next to it.

“Hahaha, it’s perfect.”

If I could recognize cooking as something “that looks beautiful,” I might be good at it, but unfortunately, I hadn’t yet recognized cooking or the act of cooking as beautiful.

This was a problem of my perception and subconscious, so there was nothing I could do about it.

‘Above all, as a beautiful Empress, I’m more beautiful when I’m being served and eating food prepared by others.’

When do noble heiresses, kings, or emperors cook for themselves?

They all eat what’s served to them.

So, it would take a long time for me to perceive cooking for myself as beautiful.

ㅡPlay, play, play, play, play, play, play, play, play, play, play, play

ㅡEmperor penguin, gentoo penguin, adelie penguin, king penguin, chinstrap penguin, little blue penguin, white-flippered penguin, huhu belka penguin

ㅡI wanna play!

ㅡEeyah! Or else this time, we’ll make you dream of Dan ajumma getting petrified!

ㅡThat’s too far!

ㅡOh? Sorry.

“……Haa.”

Even while I was eating, the children’s whining in my head made me sigh involuntarily.

Even if I played for them in a bustling street, the children would only be satisfied for that day and would then demand more, like hungry monsters.

Hungry monsters.

Starving monsters.

The children kept demanding more and more, no matter how much they ate.

It would be a lie to say that I didn’t feel killing intent even for a moment.

But should I, who couldn’t even endure such a thing, wield my power like a beast?

That’s not beautiful.

Cute, lovable, and hateful children… what could I do?

I, who was beautiful and full of responsibility and patience, had to endure it.

Ah, me, who was able to endure and care for 187 children like a burden with responsibility and patience.

Completely. Perfectly. Beautiful.

Yes.

If I endured it, maintained my humanity, and kept a benevolent and compassionate attitude like a saint, even though I wasn’t one, how kind and beautiful would I be?

Hahahaha.

ㅡI wanna sing!

ㅡI wanna play!

ㅡToday, I’ll play the carrot song!

“…Okay.”

Anyway, in the end, I declared defeat to the children.

To my Ego Violin.

But I didn’t want to go out.

But the children wanted people to hear them play.

If that was the case…

I looked at the dusty computer.

Officer Dan had installed it as a welfare benefit, but I didn’t really use computers, and I had a smartwatch, so I usually surfed the internet on that.

Hmm, looking closely, it had a webcam. There was a recorder, speakers, and a microphone too.

Officer Dan probably bought a set, so it seemed to have everything.

“That should do it, right?”

Come to think of it, among the various activities Officer Dan had suggested, there was one about becoming a broadcaster.

Would internet broadcasting count as that?

“Of course, I don’t plan to work hard at it.”

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Late at night.

In a dark corner of a room, a man was aimlessly wandering the internet, relying on a single light.

He didn’t have anything better to do, so he was clicking on various websites and searching for gossip-filled wikis, trying to alleviate his boredom.

His finger slowly moved on the mouse, and all sorts of screens and arrangements of letters passed by on the screen.

“Haa, I’m tired. Should I just sleep? I have to do a boss raid tomorrow…”

The “boss raid” he was referring to wasn’t in a game, but a dungeon raid in the real world.

In fact, he was a Hunter, but also a hopeless solo.

He was an Awakened, so his looks were decent, but his disastrous communication skills and solo experience prevented him from ever having a partner.

He wasn’t very social or outgoing either.

His only joy in life was to order delivery food at home on his days off, waste time watching V-Tube videos, or splurge on games.

“There aren’t any interesting broadcasts at this time either. Should I just take a nap…”

So, he was scrolling down without any expectations when he happened to see a screen.

“What’s this?”

A woman was standing on the screen.

She was wearing a black suit… and even though she was wearing a suit, you could tell that her body was amazing.

Despite wearing a veil, her sharp facial features, deep violet eyes, and black hair that was strangely vivid in the darkness. The woman was standing still in the center of the screen, holding a violin.

The man was entranced by the screen and clicked on her broadcast.

He realized belatedly that she was broadcasting.

-Viewers: 1.

After checking the screen, she picked up her violin without saying a word.

And then, the performance began.

The melody was somehow familiar.

But it was a high-difficulty variation piece played with only a violin.

ㅡCanon Variations.

As the first note echoed, the melody filled the man’s heart.

Even though the computer had a mental protection technique, the sound of the violin pulled at his soul, making him forget all thoughts and emotions.

The music that bloomed from the woman’s fingertips was strangely captivating.

Each note felt like it was striking his soul and mind, and the man realized that he had already fallen into the sea of that melody.

But even if he realized it, it was impossible to escape.

This wasn’t just a simple performance.

A performance?

Of course, it was excellent.

It was so masterful that it treated average professionals like children, but the sound coming from the speaker had a magic that captivated people’s minds.

The mental protection technique was working perfectly fine, and the sound didn’t actually have any magic… but the man found himself willingly surrendering to the melody.

Without a doubt. So naturally.

“Ah…”

And then, the performance ended.

The man quickly typed in the chat, saying it was amazing and thanking her.

It was such a wonderful performance!

Short but amazing!

I want to listen again!

What’s the broadcaster’s name?!

He was quickly typing in the chat, wanting to send a donation for this wonderful music.

But…

ㅡDonations disabled.

Huh?

Then at least a message of thanks…

But before the man could type anything, the screen turned black.

ㅡThe broadcast has ended.

“Ah….”

The man sighed in disappointment.

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