Vol 1 Chapter 1 – Succubi Are Scary 【Vol 1 – Ten Years Later, the Male Disciple I Reunited With Had Somehow Turned Into a Succubus】

That happened on a night when my disciple and I were holed up training in the mountains.

When my disciple asked, “Master, is there anything you’re afraid of?”, I thought for a bit and answered like this.

“Let’s see… I’m probably scared of succubi.”

“…Master?”

My disciple Shion tilted his head, looking puzzled.

Apparently, Shion didn’t know the little Eastern tale called “Succubi Are Scary.”

For reference, it’s a story about a guy who actually loves lewd girls, but goes around saying, “Succubi are scary.” Everyone decides they’re going to scare him by introducing succubus after succubus to him, and by the end he’s got himself a full-blown harem… that kind of thing.

Naturally, as a man, I also love sexy big sisters, so I’m always more than happy to be introduced to a succubus—but sadly, that sort of thing has never once happened to me.

“Well, that was a joke—”

“Why is Master afraid of succubi?”

Right as I was about to say it was just a joke, Shion cut in with that question.

There’s not much you can do when someone asks you that, dead serious.

Succubi are a race shrouded in mystery on par with, if not beyond, elves and dwarves—practically legendary.

Aside from the fact that they’re insanely cute and have insanely perfect figures, very little is actually known.

According to rumors, a succubus’s breasts are at least a meter across, minimum.

According to other rumors, a succubus never lets a man she’s targeted escape.

On top of that, there are rumors that a succubus’s saliva turns into an aphrodisiac, or that they can lactate even when they’re not pregnant.

All these wonderful, lewd rumors get whispered about, but nobody actually knows if any of them are true.

That’s the kind of race we’re talking about.

Of course, I don’t know either, and unfortunately, I’ve never met one.

Hmm.

Even if he’s only nine, Shion is still a fine little boy.

Maybe he’d picked up on the nuance in the word “succubus,” because he was looking at me with sparkling, fascinated eyes.

If I said it was a joke now, that sparkle would vanish and he’d be disappointed for sure.

So.

I decided to stick to tradition and walk him straight through the story structure of “Succubi Are Scary.”

“What are you talking about, Shion? A properly trained succubus is one of the toughest opponents you could ever face.”

“Really!?”

“For example, they say that no matter how agile a man is, it’s basically impossible for him to dodge a kick unleashed by a succubus.”

“No way…!”

Well, that’s really just because if a succubus in a miniskirt comes in with a high kick, any pervy guy is going to be staring at her skirt instead of dodging.

But I deliver all of that with a perfectly straight face and ridiculous gravitas.

That, right there, is the true essence of “Succubi Are Scary.”

“And Shion, their ground game is terrifying too.”

“!!”

“A succubus’s grappling, honed to perfection, is said to be inescapable and absolutely lethal once it lands.”

I spoke with heavy solemnity, and Shion shuddered like a warrior steeling himself before battle.

…This, again, is nothing more than the simple truth that if a bombshell succubus girl says, “Time for some grappling, okay? ♡”, there isn’t a man alive who’s going to run away.

As a shishou, I wasn’t technically telling a single lie.

Succubi are the strongest. In a sense, that’s the truth.

Sure, I was omitting the “sexually speaking” at the end of every sentence, but still.

No matter how much I talked, Shion never noticed where the punchline was and kept reacting in these big, over-the-top ways.

Getting carried away, I started drilling him on the “true terror” of succubi even more.

“The scary thing about succubi is that they’re insanely cute and have absolutely incredible bodies. Especially their chests—people say a succubus’s boobs are at least the size of melons.”

“…Master, how is any of that ‘tough’ to deal with…?”

“Close your eyes and picture it… In the middle of a serious life-or-death fight, the whole time, this big-busted, beautiful girl is battling you with her massive boobs bouncing everywhere…”

“Ah!”

“Now you get it. There’s no way your eyes don’t get dragged there, right?”

“I see…! Just like how a cat can’t help but chase a cat toy, it’s animal instinct to track anything moving in front of your eyes! And the higher the level of the fight, the more a single instant of carelessness becomes fatal!!!”

And then there was,

“Succubi give off this insanely sweet scent. The technical term is ‘pheromones.’ If you breathe that in, your strength leaves your body and you get all woozy. The technical term for that is ‘melting with desire.’”

“My goodness… so all five senses are weapons…”

And then there was,

“The only one in the world who could stand up to the strongest succubus is probably someone like me. So, Shion—if you ever happen to meet a succubus, make sure you bring her to me first, okay?”

“Sh-Master!!”

…After letting the story snowball like that, I’d somehow ended up with this weird “succubi are the ultimate life-form” legend by the end.

In Shion’s head, succubi had become “the one race in this world my Master truly fears.”

Someday, Shion will realize the truth and be absolutely stunned.

Assuming he even remembers this stupid story.

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Maybe it was karma for saying all that nonsense.

About half a month later, we ended up in a totally hopeless situation.

Deep in the bowels of an ancient ruin.

Shion and I were on the defensive, barely holding our own against an evil god that had broken its seal and revived.

There’s no way a human can defeat an evil god. All we could do was try to seal it again, but this evil god was the same one legends say had once wiped clean every nation in the world. It was absurdly strong.

If we kept fighting like this, there was no way the two of us would last.

So I squeezed out the last of my strength, staked everything on stopping the evil god in its tracks, and shouted.

“Listen, Shion! While I’m holding it down, you have to seal the evil god away!”

“B-but! Then you’ll be sealed together with it, Master…!”

“Just do it! If we keep this up, we’ll both die and the evil god will go free with no seal at all! This is our last chance!”

“…But this is just…!”

“Shion, no matter how bad things get, you can’t give up! Getting sealed in some dimensional rift is no big deal for me—so do it. Seal us both!”

“Then… then promise me, Master! Promise you’ll definitely come back!”

“Got it, I promise! Now hurry!!”

“Master…!!”

Crying, Shion swung the secret sealing staff left behind by the elves.

And with that.

The evil god and I were blown into a separate dimension and locked away in eternal darkness.

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──Ten years later.

After somehow managing to claw my way back from that sealed subspace, there was something I had absolutely no idea about.

That Shion wasn’t male at all—

And that not only was Shion not human, she was a succubus—

I didn’t know a single thing about that.