I Formed a Party with a Girl via an Adventurer Matching App - Chapter 41

 The Creeping Succubus

"I'll kill him, I'll kill him, I'll kill him, I'll kill him, I'll kill him, I'll kill him, I'll kill him, I'll kill him—I am absolutely, guaranteed to kill him, you hear me?!"

Using the pitch-black night sky as tactical cover, a lone Succubus cut through the air.

The hour had passed evening, and the city was completely enveloped in the dark canopy of twilight. Although the windows of various residential buildings were brightly illuminated, there were effectively zero high-rise structures in this sector, save for the primary command tower of the Adventurer's Guild headquarters.

Consequently, none of the human citizens traversing the nocturnal streets below noticed the physical silhouette of a high-ranking monster gliding smoothly through the airspace far above their heads.

"Haah…… haah…… that complete bastard had the absolute audacity to tear my sovereign pride into microscopic shreds…… I am going to systematically drain his anatomy until he literally dies from over-climaxing……!"

Muttering a stream of thoughts that balanced precariously between an explicit death threat and hyper-erotic intent, the monster executing the flight path was, naturally, Evangeline. She had thoroughly discarded the common town-girl camouflage she deployed during the afternoon, returning to the highly reflective, ultra-high-exposure black bodysuit she wore back within the Demon King's fortress.

She aggressively beat the pair of leathery, bat-like wings that she had been forced to keep tightly folded and flattened during the day, venting her lingering claustrophobic irritation through sheer velocity.

That afternoon's operational disaster—where Kent had looked down at her with unfiltered disgust before casually escaping her perimeter—had dealt severe psychological damage to her ego. In a desperate bid to systematically restore her internal confidence, she had spent the remaining daylight hours loitering around the urban sectors, busying herself by winking and blowing continuous kisses at every single human male crossing her path.

Without a single statistical exception, every male subject targeted by her passive aura had immediately blown his load right into his trousers, bending over double in a state of absolute, pathetic despair. Without delivering a single physical touch, Evangeline had systematically left every corner of the city smelling like a heavy, chemical cloud of fresh semen.

In fact, driven into a state of forced, chemical hyper-arousal by her overwhelming aura, roughly ten separate groups of men had completely lost control of their executive functions, aggressively ripping the garments off nearby women and instigating localized sexual assaults right in the streets.

Evangeline had strolled through the chaotic, fluid-soaked thoroughfares with an immensely satisfied, glowing expression.

As a direct result of her field testing, her active combat record stood at ninety-nine victories out of one hundred engagements. Her singular, glaring defeat remained her primary target: Kent.

"Seriously, though…… why on earth was that specific guy completely immune to my Charm spell?"

Tilting her head in genuine cognitive dissonance, Evangeline maintained her gliding trajectory through the darkness.

When positioned before a high-ranking Succubus who wielded absolute authority over male vitality, any entity classified under the biological matrix of a human male should possess zero structural capability to resist her power. If a variable existed that could mathematically account for his immunity, it would be if the man harbored an exclusive same-sex orientation, meaning he would experience zero latent arousal toward an entity possessing Evangeline's explicitly female anatomy—however……

"Yeah, no. There is absolutely zero chance that's the case."

She instantly purged the hypothesis from her operational calculations.

"Based on my personal, highly trained metrics, that man is almost certainly engaging in high-frequency intercourse with a woman on a regular basis."

Due to her specialized biological traits, Evangeline possessed an exceptionally acute, peerless level of sexual perception. When she had thrown her weight against Kent that afternoon, her olfactory receptors had harvested a massive array of data from the scent profile radiating directly from his uniform.

"The scent of a specific 'woman' was explicitly and deeply cooked into the fibers of his skin, right? To have a female scent profile register with that degree of density is statistically impossible through basic, everyday interactions. The only operational cause is high-frequency, bare-skin friction via routine intercourse."

The sheer volume of female pheromones radiating from Kent's torso during their embrace had been staggeringly high. It was an environmental impossibility for that caliber of scent density to transfer through standard, clothed physical contact. Therefore, he was undeniably stripping down to absolute nudity and rubbing his anatomy against a specific woman on a continuous basis.

"If I recall correctly, his active party matrix is a duo consisting of a man and a woman. Which means, with a ninety-nine percent probability, his tactical partner is the exact entity he's sleeping with."

Just as Evangeline was refining her internal deduction, she suddenly brought her cognitive processes to a halt.

Standing directly ahead of her was her intended target.

"Alright. Prepare yourself, you jerk."

Murmuring the vow under her breath, Evangeline touched down on the exterior masonry of a luxury apartment complex. According to the intelligence reports compiled by her thoroughly infatuated network of subordinates, the corner unit on the absolute highest floor of this specific complex served as the private residence of that infuriating man. Furthermore, they had secured data confirming that his female partner cohabitated within the exact same space.

As a basic operational precaution, Evangeline had briefly reviewed the official sketch profile of the female partner…… an entity whose registered name was apparently Cordelia.

Granted, her physical features could easily be classified as beautiful by standard human aesthetics. However, it was a completely different dimension of beauty compared to Evangeline’s highly specialized, hyper-erotic anatomy, which was explicitly engineered for the sole purpose of forcing the opposite sex into a state of uncontrollable, depraved lust.

Regularly engaging in intercourse with a human female of that caliber should provide zero biological resistance against a high-ranking Succubus's direct allure.

"Ups-a-daisy~"

Digging her razor-sharp claws into the stone facade to secure her weight, Evangeline crept along the wall, peering directly into the interior through the glass pane of a prominent bay window.

"Let's see, this room is…… the bedroom, I guess?"

A massive, king-sized canopy bed sat proudly right beside the bay window. Although a pair of thick lace curtains obstructed her direct line of sight, careful observation allowed her to discern the presence of any localized human shapes.

The bedroom Evangeline was currently inspecting was completely vacant. Confirming the empty space, she let out a brief, adorable click of her tongue.

"Tch~ If they were already naked in bed, this operation would have been a whole lot simpler."

All Evangeline would have to do was shatter the glass window, lunge into the room, hijack Kent's focus, and force her body onto his. No matter how dense or unresponsive a man claimed to be, the exact second his bare skin established direct contact with Evangeline's mana-infused flesh during active intercourse, total psychological collapse was a mathematical guarantee. If he had already initiated a session, she could have simply commandeered his highly aroused penis by force, devoured his vitality, and concluded the deployment.

However, despite the hour growing late, the streets below were still operating within a relatively active dinner window. The local humans were currently focused on their evening meals; it was still a fraction too early for standard couples to quietly vanish into their bedrooms for the night.

"Hmm~ In that case, where on earth are they? The living room, maybe?"

Caring zero about the cosmetic damage she was leaving behind, Evangeline drove her sharp claws directly into the exterior masonry, crawling across the wall like a predatory insect. Moving a short distance away from the bedroom window, she encountered a massive outdoor balcony framed by a pair of highly expansive, wide sliding glass doors. A brilliant, radiant light was leaking continuously through the glass panels from the interior.

"Bingo~ I knew they'd be over here."

Letting out an adorable, quiet chuckle, Evangeline dropped silently onto the absolute edge of the balcony, taking immense care to ensure zero acoustic feedback could alert the occupants inside.

Given that it was standard dinner hours, she fully expected to witness the duo enjoying a warm, harmonious domestic meal together. According to field updates, their household budget was substantial enough to retain a personal maid who managed all of their domestic logistics.

Living in a luxury apartment complex of this caliber, they were almost certainly seated elegantly at a dining table, indulging in expensive vintages and high-end cuisine prepared by their servant. As a Succubus whose primary nutritional source was high-density masculine vitality, Evangeline harbored zero personal envy toward human food.

"Ugh, whatever. I bet they're doing something completely boring in there. Honestly, I wish they'd just hurry up, move to the bedroom, and start having sex already~"

Harboring a thoroughly bored, unamused attitude, Evangeline crept closer to the wide glass door, peering directly into the living room to evaluate the situation.

The immediate view inside, however, was as follows:

"Ahnn! Ahnn! Ahnn! Ahnn!…… Aahnn, Kent…… ahuhn……!"

"Haah, haah, haah, haah…… ahh, it feels incredible…… it feels so damn good, Cordelia……!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!…… N-No, right there, that's it…… ahh, stop, no, iyaaaah……!"

"Haah, haah…… you like it right there, don't you…… ahh, it's driving me crazy too…… ngh, uuuugh……!"

"Ah…… n-no, if you keep grinding against me like that…… no, aaahh…… I'm going to cum, I'm gonna cum again……!"

"Me too……! I'm right on the edge of exploding againnn……!"

Her primary target, Kent, was actively engaging in raw, unmitigated intercourse. And he was doing so completely out in the open, right in the middle of a brilliantly illuminated living room.

True to Evangeline's olfactory deductions, his partner was indeed Cordelia. Both individuals were stripped down to absolute, stark nudity. Locking their bare torsos together in a tight, sweating embrace, they were aggressively coupling on the main couch via a highly intense, deep session of the face-to-face straddling position.

"Aahnn……!"

"Ugh…… i-it felt so incredible……!"

Completely oblivious to the presence of a highly dangerous, leering intruder peering in from their outdoor balcony, the two adventurers let out a synchronized pair of breathless gasps, melting into a state of pure ecstasy as they simultaneously finished.

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