I Took A Succubus's First Time

"R-Right now?" Kozue's voice trembled, her wide eyes reflecting her disbelief. The battlefield around them was chaos incarnate—shattered earth, splintered rocks, and cursed arms erupting from the ground like a grotesque forest. Yet, amidst the clashing sounds of battle, Yuuna's suggestion hung heavily in the air, almost surreal.

Kozue gritted her teeth, her hands trembling as she maintained the shimmering barriers, deflecting the unrelenting attacks aimed at the front lines. How could Yuuna even consider having sex in the middle of this carnage?

But Yuuna's face remained stern, her eyes cold and resolute.

"If we don't power up now, then subjugating this corrupted one will become impossible," Yuuna stated, her voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. Her gaze was fixed on the twisted figure before them, her expression hardening as the situation grew more dire by the second.

Hina, Aria, and Nagisa were fighting fiercely, their movements swift and precise. Blinding flashes of energy surged as they launched coordinated attacks at the woman, their weapons slicing through the air with lethal intent. Yet, nothing was landing.

The woman merely howled—a chilling, hollow sound that reverberated through the battlefield. Her long, disheveled hair whipped wildly around her as if possessed, and her eyes burned with an inhuman rage. From the desecrated earth beneath her, grotesque arms continued to sprout, their clawed fingers writhing hungrily. Severed limbs littered the ground, twitching and wriggling even after being sliced off. But it didn't matter how many they cut down—more just kept growing, surging forward in an unending wave of malice.

They kept coming.

"Don't underestimate me!" the woman shrieked, her voice echoing unnaturally. Her body convulsed, shadows coiling around her like serpents. Her jealousy and hatred were palpable, distorting the air around her. "Even I… Even I can make him notice me! I will! I know I will!"

Her sword gleamed with an eerie, otherworldly light, its blade adorned with tormented faces, their mouths stretched wide in silent screams. Their expressions mirrored the woman's anguish, their eyes filled with longing and despair. As she raged, the faces on the sword began to chant in unison, their voices merging with hers.

"I will! I will get what I want! I will pulverize all of you! I will get it! I will get him!"

Her words dripped with venom, and the malice in her voice made the ground tremble. A dark aura enveloped her, pulsating with her fury. Her power was growing more erratic, more violent, the sheer hatred she radiated suffocating the air around them.

"Tsk! She's growing stronger!" Nagisa spat, her face twisted in frustration. She dashed forward, her blade gleaming, but no matter how fast she moved, she couldn't close the distance. The arms kept sprouting, blocking her path, reaching for her ankles, her wrists, her throat.

Aria fared no better. She danced through the onslaught with graceful agility, her twin blades singing through the air as she sliced through limb after limb. Each cut was clean, precise, but the arms were relentless. For every one she severed, two more grew back in its place, surging toward her like a living nightmare.

They were being driven back.

Yuuna's jaw tightened, her nails digging into her palms. They were losing ground, struggling to keep the woman contained. The air was thick with the stench of decay, and the woman's twisted screams echoed around them, a haunting cacophony that threatened to shatter their resolve.

The longer they fought, the stronger she became.

Yuuna's mind raced, weighing their dwindling options. If this continued, they would be overwhelmed. The woman's power was fueled by her wrath and jealousy, feeding off her emotions and growing more potent with every passing second. They couldn't afford to prolong this battle any longer, or they risked losing everything.

There was only one way to turn the tide.

But who would it be?

Yuuna's eyes scanned her comrades, her thoughts cold and calculating. They needed to perform a Love Link to power up, but that meant sending one of them into the container with Kouhei. It would leave them one fighter short, weakening their forces and increasing the risk of failure.

Yet they had no choice.

Out of all of them, Kozue was the most suitable.

Her barriers were invaluable for defense, but they were purely reactive—she couldn't attack or deal damage. While she was crucial in protecting the others, she was the least capable of offensive combat. If one of them had to go, it was her.

But that decision wasn't without complications.

Yuuna's gaze softened, her eyes lingering on Kozue, whose face was etched with determination as she struggled to maintain her barriers. She knew about Kozue's hatred of men, and dislike for Kouhei. While their bond had undeniably grown during the months they spent together at the Saionji mansion, it was fragile at best. It was less a bond and more of an understanding between acquaintances.

Their relationship was complicated. It was fragile, built on necessity rather than trust. Would that be enough to form a Love Link?

The chances were slim. Very slim. Very slim, in fact, the chances were probably close to 0%.

Yuuna clenched her fists, her eyes hardening. The woman's anger was growing louder, the darkness around her swirling violently, her power intensifying with her wrath.

They were running out of time.

"Yuuna-san!"

A sharp voice cut through the chaos, startling Yuuna as she spun around. Her eyes widened at the sight of Kouhei standing outside the container, his figure silhouetted against the ominous battlefield sky. Debris and dust swirled around him, the air heavy with tension and the scent of blood and metal.

"Kouhei-kun! Get back inside! It's dangerous out here!" Yuuna's voice was firm, carrying both urgency and concern.

"I need to talk to you for a bit!" Kouhei's voice was unwavering, his eyes locked on hers with fierce determination. There was no hesitation, no fear. Whatever was on his mind, it was clearly important.

Yuuna hesitated for a moment, but his resolute gaze convinced her. She approached cautiously, her guard still up, ready to react if needed.

"You want to perform the Love Link, don't you? But you're unsure how to proceed, right?" Kouhei continued. "Fortunately, I managed to get in contact with someone who can help us. Although... it wasn't easy to reach her." He scratched his cheek, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Contact…?" Yuuna repeated, her brow furrowing in confusion. But before she could press further, a deafening mechanical roar erupted above them, shaking the very ground beneath their feet.

Her head snapped up, eyes widening in shock. High above them, a massive helipad floated in the sky, its metallic structure gleaming ominously. A small tower-like structure stood atop its surface, casting a looming shadow over the battlefield. The sight was surreal, almost otherworldly. It was as if the sky itself had been torn open to reveal this hidden fortress.

"That… that's…" Yuuna's words faltered, awe-stricken. She recognized it instantly. This was the massive underground base hidden beneath Shizue's house, now revealed in its full glory, floating above like an imposing giant.

Suddenly, a booming voice echoed from above, amplified by unseen speakers. "Shizue is coming to the rescue!" The voice was vibrant, filled with boundless energy.

The air around them trembled as something colossal descended with a thunderous impact, sending shockwaves through the ground. Dust and debris erupted around them, a fierce wind whipping through the battlefield. Yuuna shielded her face, peering through the haze as the dust settled.

Her heart skipped a beat. Standing before her was an enormous metallic figure, towering five meters high. Its body was encased in thick, gleaming armor, reflecting the dim light ominously. It had a humanoid shape, but its sheer bulk and mechanical design made it clear that it was no ordinary being. Its eyes glowed with a cold, blue light, scanning the area with chilling precision.

Shizue had not only created the Love Link Container but also this gigantic metallic warrior, along with the floating helipad above. Her brilliance was terrifyingly beautiful.

Before she could fully process the sight, another voice cut through the noise, smooth and authoritative. "Shizue, please don't descend so recklessly."

A figure landed gracefully beside the metallic giant, her long hair flowing elegantly as she touched the ground with a gentle poise. The wind swirled around her, carrying a faint scent of cherry blossoms. She looked ethereal, her expression serene and composed.

"Misuzu…" Yuuna's voice wavered, emotions swirling within her. She hadn't expected to see her here.

Misuzu's lips curved into a gentle smile. "Hello, President. I apologize for our late arrival." Her voice was calm, unwavering, and filled with warmth. Her presence alone was enough to make Yuuna feel a surge of reassurance.

"I'm here too, President!" another voice rang out, energetic and full of life. Yumi appeared beside Misuzu, her eyes sparkling with determination.

Yuuna blinked, her mouth opening in shock. "Why… why are you two here?"

She hadn't called for them, knowing how burdensome their responsibilities already were. Although the battle before them was monumental, she hadn't wanted to drag them into this, fearing to add to their already heavy burdens.

Misuzu's eyes softened, her gaze unwavering. "Didn't we tell you before, President?" She moved gracefully, her long hair cascading behind her as she tilted her head slightly. "We want to support you as much as we can. You're our leader. Any challenge that threatens you threatens us as well. We won't let you face this alone."

Yuuna felt a lump in her throat, her heart tightening. Her vision blurred as emotions surged within her, overwhelming and raw. Although she had been raised by her mother to be emotionless, always wearing a perfect smile no matter the situation, meeting Kouhei had changed her. He had taught her how to feel—how to cry, how to laugh, how to truly live. And now, she could feel tears of gratitude burning in her eyes, threatening to spill over.

"Then, we shall assist you in this battle, President," Yumi declared, her voice strong and resolute. Her presence radiated unwavering loyalty and determination. "Please, perform the Love Link with Okumura-kun. Leave the rest to us."

Yuuna's heart pounded, her resolve solidifying. She wiped the tears from her eyes, her expression hardening with determination. "Yes."

Turning away, she strode towards the container, her steps firm and unyielding. The battlefield raged around her, dust and debris swirling, the cries of battle echoing in the distance. But amidst the chaos, she felt a powerful sense of hope blooming within her chest. She was not alone. She had allies who would fight beside her, who would protect her.