An Honest Man, Yet Everyone's Favorite

This is a fantastical age where abstinence is celebrated and indulgence is shameful.

And Shu Shuangsan is a succubus.

He's weak and ugly, with none of the exquisite looks or bewitching charm one might expect. Instead, he looks rather childlike, and his innocent, guileless eyes could purify any lewd thoughts.

Fully mature but still without a master, Shu Shuangsan nearly starved to death. With no other choice, he applied to his organization for welfare support.

The organization quickly sent him a care package: a seventeen-year-old boy.

A high schooler as hard and radiant as a diamond.

Shu Shuangsan couldn't bear to corrupt him. The worst he did was hold hands and kiss, and he remained hungry.

Fortunately, the underground industry was thriving. Shu Shuangsan steeled himself, put on a blindfold, and started livestreaming.

At a company outing, Shu Shuangsan got drunk and accidentally ended up in bed with his immediate superior.

The honest Shu Shuangsan didn't know what to do.

His superior calmly put on his black uniform, buttoning it to the very top. He donned gold-rimmed glasses, picked up his phone, and expertly opened Shu Shuangsan's suggestive account.

The honest man in the video was not honest at all. The lighting was sultry, the music alluring, and black lace covered his eyes.

Even without showing his face, he had captivated a huge audience.

His superior lightly tapped the ample chest on the screen, and a red heart appeared.

"Sang-sang, you surely don't want your coworkers to find out about this, do you?"

The honest man was anxious. What would happen if his master found out about this...

Perhaps his mind was too troubled. That night, Shu Shuangsan had a nightmare. It seemed a tall shadow was pressing down on him, taunting him.

The man laughed cruelly. "The mulberries have turned a deep purple."

Shu Shuangsan turned his face away in shame, but the man grabbed his jaw and bit down hard on his lips. "If you do something wrong, you deserve to be punished."

"Who are you..."

The man whispered in his ear, "What's my younger brother's is mine too."

Shu Shuangsan was stunned. He woke with a start: his master's twin brother had been dead for years!

Shu Shuangsan posted a new video featuring two people.

The sky was dimming, and rain streamed down the floor-to-ceiling window. A man in a white shirt exuded a commanding presence as he cornered Shu Shuangsan by the window. One hand gripped Shu Shuangsan's slender waist, while the other held his throat and lifted his chin.

The music swelled.

The man slowly lowered his head.

The video received over a million hearts. The demon hunter's anger was nearing its breaking point.

After work, Shu Shuangsan was attacked. Beneath the warm yellow streetlights of a long alley, a tall, slender figure emerged from the darkness, playing with a whip. His voice was icy.

"I've been following you for a long time."

The honest Shu Shuangsan trembled. "I'm sorry, but I really haven't hurt any humans..."

The demon hunter's whip slithered around Shu Shuangsan's ankle, damp and cold. "I'm very angry."

The whip crept upward and lifted the hem of Shu Shuangsan's clothes. On his lower abdomen was the tattoo marking him as a succubus.

Despair washed over Shu Shuangsan. Did succubi always end up in a demon hunter's clutches?

The demon hunter didn't dare touch the moon in his heart, so only the whip, a symbol of his master's will, could coil tightly around him.

"Sang-sang, will you delete that video?"

*The bottom is an insecure, honest man. He isn't ugly, just not attractive by succubus standards.

*There are very slight fantasy elements, with my own worldbuilding.

*One-on-one relationships at different stages.

*Synopsis posted on 2024.12.29, with a screenshot saved as proof.

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