A Succubus's Misguided First Time

Incubi are a low-ranking demon race with stunning beauty. They can only survive through intimate acts. Their racial trait of automatically changing clothes to suit their summoner’s wishes makes them ideal for all sorts of unspeakable things. As a man determined to become a Sword Saint, Feng Shi was horrified to find himself reborn as an incubus. The moment the summoning circle pulled him out, he was overwhelmed with despair. Then he realized he was wearing an ancient robe and holding a Sage’s Staff. The handsome young man who had summoned him looked thrilled. "The ancient elven circle didn’t lie! It actually summoned the legendary golden finger grandpa! Does this mean I’m the protagonist of a novel?" Feng Shi: "???" ...Was he seriously calling this face, beautiful enough to make gods weep, "Grandpa"? Wait, elves live forever. Even an old elf could be gorgeous. Never mind, he’d take this role! However, thanks to his stellar social skills, sky-high intelligence, and excellent acting, his path as a golden finger grandpa was full of mishaps. Luckily, his summoner had an incredible imagination. "Golden fingers all have limitations. If Grandpa does everything for me, what’s the point of having me as the protagonist?" "If something goes wrong, it must be because I didn’t try hard enough!" And so, the chuunibyo elf and the good-for-nothing demon went further and further down the path of defying fate, eventually turning their lives around and changing their destinies. Everything seemed wonderful, until Feng Shi’s plans went completely off the rails and could never be put back on track. The young man who had once struggled to survive in a dark mire had now been crowned king of the elves. He twirled a strand of pale gold hair around his finger, his deep green eyes as mysterious as an abyss. He was eager to try the proper way to handle an incubus... "Sure." Upon the throne of bones, the bewitchingly beautiful man who had become the Demon King crooked a finger. The slender tip of his tail, marked with a plump heart-shaped spot, swayed gently along with it. "...Do you dare?" [Reader's Guide] 1. A hilarious, chuunibyo, gorgeous elf and a bewitching incubus who only wants to practice swordsmanship. The elf is the gong. 2. No controlling, dream-girl roleplay, or peeking at gay couples. The protagonist has the personality described in the synopsis. If that’s not your thing, please stop here. Don’t demand that the author change his characterization. 3. A lighthearted comedy. Every plot point is in service of fun, with the aim of making readers happy. If you can’t enjoy it, please be kind and stop reading rather than ruining others’ fun. Love you. ★★Next book in progress: Help, the Cruel Beauty Is Pretending to Be Pitiful! Bohe made a mistake during a mission. Base 9 had finally caught the person they hated more than anyone. He was breathtakingly beautiful. His long hair fell from his shoulders, black as eternal night, and there wasn’t a single flaw in his face or figure. Cold, fair wrists were circled by steel handcuffs, making him look so beautiful and fragile. Naturally, this stirred their most filthy and despicable desires. Break him. Humiliate him. Crush his pride beneath their feet, grinding it to dust bit by bit. Bohe smiled. "All right." Amid the clatter of chains, he raised his hand, Gently took hold of the fingers reaching for his chin, and crushed the bones one by one. "...Then let’s ascend to paradise together." * Luo Yan arrived at the base. He stepped past a trail of corpses to the far end of the hall. The scene before him nearly stopped his heart. The chief priest of the Pure Court, who was always immaculate, his special one, a being beyond all worldly definitions, was curled up against the wall, more wretched than Luo Yan had ever seen him. He wrapped him in his coat and carried him to the car. He carefully tended to each horrifying wound, slowly washing away the unspeakable filth covering his body. He cared for him and comforted him, Gently closing his eyes whenever they snapped open in fear, staying by his side and holding him through the long, dark nights. When did these feelings change into something else? Luo Yan didn’t know. He couldn’t suppress the growing desire in his heart, And constantly despised himself for his own depravity. Then one day, he discovered... That someone hadn’t suffered any of those awful injuries at all. How tragic. The whole thing was an act! [Reader's Guide] 1. A gong with a lethal dose of sincerity versus a shou with a lethal dose of experience. A scheming beauty works the heartstrings of a straight-laced man. 2. Twins! Twins! Twins! A sci-fi supernatural setting. They are unrelated by blood. 3. If the synopsis bothers you, don’t read. Controlling readers, stay away. Don’t break up this dream couple. No demands to change the wording or characterization. Theme: Never forget your dreams and courage, no matter what.