The Succubus's Special Love Potion Becomes a Tool for Scientific Crimes

My name is Sui, as in an ear of rice. I'm an orphan who grew up tough in a chaotic world. After coming of age, I awakened my succubus bloodline. I enter the dreams of men and have sex with them to absorb life energy and fill my stomach. I can make functional perfumes, including a love perfume that works like a love potion. One time, while I was entering someone's dream, my sleeping body in the real world was ambushed and an accident occurred. And then I transmigrated! Straight into the scene of an explosion! Anyway, after a whole lot of frantic effort, I managed to deal with the situation and even save a few police officers along the way. I used saving his life as an excuse to move into the home of a man named Hagiwara Kenji, with a curly-haired guy thrown in as a bonus. What else could I do? I didn't speak the language, had no money, and had nowhere to go. But first things first: I needed to eat. That night, I entered Hagiwara Kenji's dream and straddled his lap, my arms resting on his shoulders. Before long, he started responding to me. No one can resist the allure of a succubus in their dreams. No one. With my food problem taken care of, I started thinking about making money. After all, my two food sources didn't look particularly wealthy. I returned to my old line of work: making perfume. As a succubus perfumer, I'm naturally best at love perfume. Sprayed on the body, it makes people more charming and attractive to others. Anyone who catches the scent becomes infatuated with you. But why do I keep running into crimes of passion when I go out with my food supplies? This world looks so peaceful, yet the death rate is so high. Still, none of that matters. I'm about to release another perfume, one that specifically helps with anxiety and insomnia. It's received rave reviews since going on sale, but my calming perfume keeps turning up at crime scenes and being mistaken for a new imported sleeping drug. No matter, I have other kinds of perfume: D After my perfume started selling like crazy, I seem to have attracted someone's attention. Is it just because the ingredients I use to make perfume are a little unusual? Things like goat horns, bat wings, snake venom, and crow feathers. Recently, a little black-faced guy has been deliberately trying to get close to me. I don't know what he's after, but he looks so delicious. I wonder if he'll taste like chocolate. Since he's offering himself up, I won't be shy about swallowing him whole. And what about the pretty-faced guy beside him? Would he taste like caramel cream cake? [Third-person narration] [The heroine is on the gray side] [Mountains of original settings] [OOC warning] [Come on, the heroine's a succubus. Give her a break] Theme: .