Momoka's whisper echoed in my ear, shaking off the thoughts swirling around in my head, and staring at her with a cynical look in my eyes.
"Well... It's just your feeling, Momoka," I whispered as I tidied up my dinner and pulled Momoka's body to sit beside me.
My mind was too tired to think any further after coming home from a dinner invitation that didn't end well.
Momoka sat beside me and put her head on my shoulder, taking a deep breath as if smelling something she liked.
I knew exactly what Momoka was doing. While her calm exterior seemed like normal breathing, it was actually a succubus's technique, inhaling a scent cum she liked.
By sitting quietly beside me, leaning on my shoulder, looking normal like an innocent younger sister, it wouldn't be a problem if Momoka's succubus tail hadn't grown out and curled around like a happy cat.
Swiirrll...
Swiirrll...
"A curse, huh?"
