I Became an Incubus, So I'll Dive into Dreams and Give Life Advice However I Want! - Chapter 09: The Secret of Dreams
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Chapter 09: The Secret of Dreams
In my previous lives, just like in the present, complete unity among races seemed impossible to achieve. Similar to how conflicts recur based on each country’s circumstances, it would be nearly insurmountable to synchronize actions toward lasting peace without a cataclysmic event capable of toppling the status quo, such as global annihilation.
Thus, as I mentioned earlier, even the demon race did not present a unified front. However, thankfully, speaking solely for us succubi, we were a clan that truly supported one another. There was no infighting or betrayal, and our collective disposition was always one of joy.
“…Not too shabby, right?”
“Lyre, it’s a bit ticklish.”
“Oops, my apologies.”
I said sorry and shifted slightly away from Aria. We perched on a sizable tree branch overlooking the village, which served as both a refuge and the most serene spot beyond our home.
In this world, there existed no manga or anime, and surprisingly, as a contemporary child devoid of internet access, I didn’t find it distressing… not only because I could immerse myself in my dreams whenever I pleased, but also because Aria and my mother were there with me, ensuring that boredom remained a foreign concept.
As someone who had once been human, the days of being an incubus still felt new to me.
Undoubtedly, becoming an incubus had brought about various shifts in my mindset. However, considering that my lifespan would surpass that of humans, the prospect of living merely a dozen years seemed monotonous, and the road ahead appeared challenging. Glancing at Aria beside me, she tilted her head slightly and closed the distance between us.
“It’s ticklish, but I don’t mind—I enjoy your touch, Lyre.”
“You’re quite mischievous.”
“What a remark to make to a succubus.”
“That’s true.”
Interestingly, even if I were to call a succubus “mischievous,” it would be taken as a compliment. Hence, when I playfully label Aria as such, she never wears an unpleasant expression. In fact, when Aria is by my side, my hand instinctively reaches out for her.
Though if it were just her head or shoulders that my hand sought, it would be one thing, but being a succubus myself, my hand naturally gravitates towards her abdomen, chest, buttocks, and thighs. Anyway, let’s set that aside for now.
“This place is truly wonderful. Perfect for a little nap.”
“I couldn’t agree more. It’s absolutely perfect.”
Indeed, the tree in this place is undeniably massive, and its branches extend out generously. However, what truly matters is how those branches entwine and stretch, creating a captivating network. It’s not just about leisurely gazing into the distance; the interlaced branches form cozy spots where one can recline on thick limbs. Illuminated by the cascading light from above, caressed by a gentle breeze, and enveloped in the natural fragrance, it invites a delightful slumber.
Naturally, merely lying down on the branches would be uncomfortable, which is why we have a magical blanket meticulously placed here—a blanket that cleans itself at regular intervals.
“Hooray for magic!”
“Hehe, we’re acting like children.”
“Well, we are still kids, right?”
After all, we are both in our junior high school years as humans. Contemplating this, I glanced at Aria, and she chuckled, concurring with my sentiment. However, given that Aria, being a girl, has matured mentally at a faster pace, excluding her height, she could easily pass as an adult woman… Depending on the observer, some might even mistake me for her younger brother.
“Yawn… I’m feeling sleepy.”
“…I’m starting to feel drowsy as well. Spending time with you, Lyre, warps my sense of time. Not that it’s necessarily a bad thing, though.”
“Hahaha, my apologies for that.”
Unlike humans, our essence lies in the night.
However, since I was originally human, I’ve grown more active during the day, and Aria has adapted to the same diurnal lifestyle, influenced by me. From a succubus’s standpoint, our lifestyle is rather unconventional.
(It’s strange, isn’t it? Well, as an incubus, if I set my mind to it, sleepiness during the night instantly dissipates.)
Both of us succumbed to drowsiness, so we settled down together on the enchanting blanket. Aria turned her body towards me, and I held her close, yearning to immerse myself in her warmth and tenderness entirely. I nestled my face against her chest and intertwined our legs… In my previous life, I never had the chance to experience something like this, and even if she had been present, I doubt I would have been able to indulge so freely.
“Lyre, you’re adorable.”
“Is that so?”
“Hehe, when you speak in that state, it tickles.”
“But it feels so good, I just want to stay like this. I can tell Aria is happy too.”
“Yeah. I’m really happy ♪”
With a mere movement of my face, Aria’s bosom takes on a different shape.
In the real world, if something like this were to occur, they would likely deem it provocative or inappropriate. However, in the realm of succubi, the concept of conventional relationships simply doesn’t exist. Among succubi, there are no males, hence no marriage ceremonies, and offspring are conceived through the merging of absorbed life force and their inherent magical power. Consequently, romantic love involving the opposite sex holds no place.
(…Amidst all that, my existence is accompanied by changes.)
My mother and Nanaly-san used to say that to me.
It’s only natural for them, as succubi, to embrace love for their own daughters since only females are born among us. However, with my presence as an irregularity, there must be some sort of alteration… And the prime exemplification of that is Aria standing before me—she genuinely regards me as an important being.
And, of course, I feel the same way… There is undeniably love that transcends the boundaries of same-sex relationships.
“Heheh…”
“What’s on your mind?”
“Oh, I was just contemplating how my current way of life feels absolutely perfect.”
“Hmm? There’s something about you. Sometimes, Lyre, you emit an aura of maturity. You seem much more like an adult than I do.”
“Is that so? I still think I’m quite a child at heart.”
In the realm of dream counseling, I do as I please.
To an outsider, I may come across as rather immature, and despite the accumulation of knowledge from my past life, I still feel curiously tethered to my physical form.
Moreover, given the current environment, I don’t believe it’s possible for me to truly grow into an adult.
Surrounded by doting succubi and even my mother treating me like a child… All I do in this situation is immerse myself in the dreams of humans.
“Even so, Lyre, I can’t help but feel that way about you.”
“…I see.”
“Yeah. Shall we take a nap then? I’ll give you a tight hug.”
You tend to spoil people quite a bit, you know. I believe you should be aware of that.
Subsequently, I nestle my breath quietly against Aria’s chest. However, it appears that neither of us can drift off to sleep just yet. When I raise my face from her gentle bosom, I find her still awake.
She opens her eyes and gazes at me intently. We lock eyes for a while, and both of us break into a smirk.
“I’ve been thinking about something.”
“What is it?”
“Lyre, I can’t see your dreams… but I’m genuinely curious about what kind of dreams you have.”
“…Ah~”
Indeed, I have never divulged to Aria, or even to my mother, what I typically experience within my dreams. While succubi can share dreams amongst themselves and collectively prey on a single target, others cannot enter my dreams, let alone peer into them.
“Do you truly wonder about it that much?”
“It’s because it’s you, Lyre… I suppose. Since it doesn’t seem like you’re draining life force, I can’t help but wonder what you’re up to.”
“…Hmm.”
Except for specific occasions and circumstances, I rarely drain life force. Unless there’s a need for intense pleasure, like with Exis, my interactions with life force are primarily limited to dream counseling.
“What do you think of humans, Aria?”
“Huh? Humans?”
“Yes.”
“…Prey… or inferior beings?”
“That’s true.”
Aria’s response elicited a chuckle from me. To a succubus, humans are regarded as lesser beings, mere sustenance for men. If I were still human, I might find such an answer repulsive, but as a current succubus, that viewpoint is only natural… However, it doesn’t mean I have any desire to consume them as prey.
“I can enter the dreams of humans, you know. It’s not for the purpose of extracting life force or anything of the sort. I simply wish to engage in conversation. Speaking with someone who isn’t a member of the demon race… surprisingly, it’s quite enjoyable.”
“…I see. It’s very much like you, Lyre.”
“What do you mean, ‘like me’?”
What does it mean to be “like me”… Well, let’s not delve too deeply into it.
(But even Aria, whom I trust… even my mother and the others, why can’t they enter my dreams? It would be quite enjoyable to explore dreams together with Aria…)
With such thoughts lingering in my mind, I found myself enveloped in Aria’s comforting embrace and drifted off to sleep.
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A woman yearns for him.
He, who altered her entire destiny…
“If only I could take control within the dreams… If I could dwell in the dream indefinitely, alongside that person… Hehe♪ Even if my physical body withers away without awakening, as long as that person remains by my side♪”
That person, not a saint… The young girl continued to bestow a radiant smile upon the void.