I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 84: Welcome home

Meanwhile, back at school, Kouhei was sitting with Yumi, an experience that felt incredibly awkward. He had never interacted with her before, and now they were having lunch together at the same table.

Aizawa Yumi—the treasurer of the student council.

Kouhei hadn't spoken to her even once prior to this, which made the silence between them feel heavier. Yet, despite the awkwardness gnawing at him, Yumi seemed completely unfazed, calmly eating her food like nothing was out of the ordinary.

Like the others, Yumi was also a demon. But unlike them, she possessed unparalleled healing capabilities.

Judging from how Takahashi hadn't a single broken bone left after his earlier encounter, it was clear Yumi's ability to heal was exceptional. She could mend shattered bones like they were nothing, a skill Kouhei had experienced firsthand when she healed him as well.

Yumi had strawberry blonde hair and striking blue eyes. Her beauty often drew admiration from many, to the point where people regularly asked her if she would consider becoming a model or an actor. She wasn't just famous at their school; her reputation extended to schools across the city.

"Hm?"

Noticing that Kouhei was staring, Yumi looked up, her calm gaze meeting his.

"What's up?"

"Uh, nothing," Kouhei replied hastily. "Are you sure it's not a bother for you to be sitting here with me like this?"

"It's no bother at all, Okumura-san," Yumi said with a gentle smile. "If anything, I feel bad for not contributing more to protecting you. That's supposed to be our main priority, yet I haven't done anything to help. Honestly, it feels like I'm the one bothering you by being here. I mean, you don't trust me as much as you trust the President and the others, right?"

"That's not true," Kouhei said, shaking his head.

"Really? That's good to hear." Yumi's smile brightened, her expression soft and kind.

She seemed like a genuinely good person.

As they talked, Misuzu approached their table with a tray of food.

"Kozue still hasn't shown up?" Misuzu asked.

"Oh, there she is," Yumi said, gesturing toward Kozue, who was sitting with her friends, chatting and eating. Rather than staying close to Kouhei, Kozue seemed content to keep an eye on him from a distance.

"Looks like she's still not warming up to Okumura-kun," Misuzu observed, her gaze lingering on Kozue.

"Well, that's to be expected, I guess," Yumi replied with a shrug.

The student council members were all aware of Kozue's past, so they couldn't fault her for maintaining her distance from Kouhei.

Kouhei, for his part, was curious about her story but didn't want to pry. He figured if Kozue ever felt comfortable enough to share her past with him, he'd be there to listen. Until then, it wasn't his place to dig into her life.

"Anyway, Okumura-kun," Misuzu began, "you seem to be getting pretty close to Hina, Nagisa, and even Yuuna-sama. I don't think I've ever seen those three so lively before you came into their lives."

Kouhei choked on his food at the unexpected remark, coughing and sputtering.

"Ah!" Yumi immediately handed him a bottle of water.

Kouhei drank quickly, trying to recover from the surprise of Misuzu's comment, which had caught him completely off guard.

"A-Are you okay, Okumura-san? You need to be more careful, you know? If something happened to you, I'm sure the President would be furious with us," Yumi said, her voice tinged with concern.

Kouhei was still catching his breath, recovering from Misuzu's comment that had completely caught him off guard.

Both Yumi and Misuzu weren't exactly in the loop about what was happening inside the Saonji mansion. As heads of their respective households, they had their own responsibilities to manage, even though they were part of the Sarushima group. Their duties left them little time to focus on what was happening within the mansion, let alone know the intricate details. They were completely unaware of the unique "four-way relationship" that was unfolding there—if you could even call it that.

"It looks like you don't plan on saying anything, which is fine," Misuzu said, noticing Kouhei's hesitation. "Everyone has their secrets. I know I do."

Although Misuzu was clueless about the actual situation in the Saonji mansion, she had her own assumptions. She figured the three girls were head over heels for Kouhei and likely competing for his attention. Her guess, while not entirely accurate, wasn't far from the truth either.

"It's nice to finally get a chance to talk to you, Okumura-kun," Misuzu said, her tone warm and inviting. Like Yumi, she hadn't had much interaction with Kouhei before this.

"Uh, it's fine," Kouhei replied, his face tinged with a slight blush.

Yuki Misuzu was the secretary of the student council. On top of that, she was also a model and an actress. Given her long legs, sharp eyes, buxom figure, and striking beauty, it wasn't surprising that she excelled in those fields. She had already starred in two films, further adding to her fame.

It was honestly amazing how all the student council members were so accomplished and well-known in their own right.

"I hope we can get to know each other better in the days ahead. Fortunately, the filming for my recent project just wrapped up, so I've got more free time than usual," Misuzu said with a soft smile.

"I think we should," Yumi added. "With this, we can support you as much as we can, Okumura-san!"

The way the two of them spoke made it clear—they genuinely wanted to get closer to Kouhei.

As they talked, Kouhei noticed someone out of the corner of his eye. It was Himeno Yui, the first-year who had introduced herself to him back then. She was seated alone at a table, and when she saw Kouhei looking her way, she waved at him cheerfully.

Kouhei wondered briefly why a beautiful girl like her would be eating alone, but then again, some people simply preferred their own company. He waved back, and to his surprise, her face immediately turned beet red.

Though he noticed her sudden change in expression, Kouhei didn't dwell on it.

***

Afternoon lectures weren't exactly something to dwell on—they were boring as hell. For some reason, though, Hina had this look on her face, like she was scheming something. Kouhei couldn't quite figure out what it was, but he did notice a paper bag tucked beneath her chair. He wondered what could be inside.

The bell finally rang, signaling the end of the day. Students flooded out of the school, relief written all over their faces. Sure, their joy would be short-lived once they remembered they'd have to come back tomorrow, but for now, it was a small victory.

When they reached the Saonji Mansion, Aria was already there, cleaning the balcony. She greeted them with a polite bow as Yuuna and the others arrived.

Once inside, Kouhei immediately headed to his room to change into something more casual for his swordsmanship training with Aria.

Practicing swordsmanship had noticeably strengthened his forearms and muscles, giving his body a firm, lean definition. But swordfighting wasn't just about swinging a blade back and forth or blocking an opponent's strikes—it was an art that demanded precision, coordination, and the use of every muscle in your body. Your eyes, your stance, even the way you moved your feet—it all mattered. Mastering it required dedication.

Kouhei wasn't delusional enough to think he'd become a master swordsman anytime soon, but he wasn't about to give up either.

As always, training was grueling and relentless. They went through the motions over and over again until Aria finally called it for the day. She reminded him that overexerting his body wasn't wise and that even the best swordsmen avoided dragging fights out unnecessarily.

After absorbing her pointers, Kouhei made his way to the bathroom to rinse off the fatigue, sweat, and grime that had settled on his body.

As he showered, his thoughts began to wander. I wonder if Hina-san and Yuuna-san are in my room right now? he mused.

It was supposed to be one of their "special" nights. Naturally, the thought alone stirred something inside him, and before he knew it, he felt himself getting… excited.

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Once he was done, he grabbed a towel that Aria had left for him, dried himself off, and got dressed. Standing outside his bedroom door, Kouhei paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady himself before stepping inside.

What greeted him on the other side was a sight so tantalizing it felt like a fever dream. It was heaven. It was a strange way to say that, considering all three girls were demons, but that was the only thing that could define this sight.

Hina, Yuuna, and—unexpectedly—even Nagisa were sprawled across his bed. All three of them wore nothing but lacy, seductive lingerie that left very little to the imagination.

Kouhei couldn't help but gulp, his eyes drinking in the scene before him.

"Welcome home, Kouhei~," Hina purred, her voice dripping with sultry sweetness.

"So, who do you want to do it with first?" Nagisa teased, a playful smirk tugging at her lips.