Ley has been in this world for five years, and lately, he's had a big trouble:
It's his mother's succubus friend, Lilith, who covets his "first time" every single day.
She claims to be his mother's friend, but in reality, she's the daughter of his mother's older brother—just a little sister of his own generation.
At most, she's only a thousand years older than him.
Because the frontlines were too dangerous, Count Dracula sent his beloved daughter to stay with his younger sister Lynis. Coincidentally, Lynis thought her son Ley needed a playmate around his age.
The two hit it off, and Ley was stuck enduring the harassment of his drama-queen cousin Lilith every day.
That day, Ley opened the door as usual.
As always, he heard that familiar voice: "Ouch~ That hurts."
So spoke the succubus young lady in front of him.
Her cherry-blossom-colored hair cascaded to her waist,
Her wine-red eyes swam with misty moisture, and she wore a miniskirt so short it couldn't get any shorter.
She'd fallen to the ground, in a pose that left everything exposed, her voice laced with lingering murmurs and seductive tones.
A heart-shaped tail tip flickered, and a pair of soft, curved sheep-like horns sat on her head.
Ley glanced at her, feeling not the slightest bit interested.
If asked why, three words summed it up: the cup isn't big enough
"Miss Lilith, I need to go to the bathroom,I want to pee."
Ley looked at the completely blocked path, speaking with a headache.
This "friend" of his mother's was, by relationship,his distant cousin.
Lately, she'd been obsessed with toying with him, unable to stop.
"But you hit me when you opened the door. I can't get up for a while."
"The door opens inward."
Ley's face darkened. As if Lilith, a high-ranking demon who could tear diamonds apart with her bare hands, would get hurt by a door.
Did she take him for a five-year-old?
"...Then you scared me so bad my legs went weak."
Won't you help your big sister up? Be careful,or I'll tell your mother about this.
You don't want your mother to know you're a bad kid who hits people and doesn't help, do you?"
Her threatening tone sounded like coquetry, her breath as sweet as fuit candy.
That poor,pitiful look had not a trace of a high-ranking demon about it.
"I'll count to ten. If you don't move, I'll pee on you."
"If you help me up, big sister'll let you experience something better than peeing~"
"Ten… Three, two, one."
As the countdown ended, he immediately relieved himself, feeling instantly relaxed.
"Hey, that's not how counting works!"
Miss Lilith, drenched from head to toe.
Her peach-like face looked as if it had just been fertilized in an orchard—messy on the surface now, but one day, everyone would see how ripe, tender, and radiant it could be.
"You could've dodged that, couldn't you, Miss Lilith? Are you having an M-mode outburst?"
"A high-ranking demon like you—how could you not dodge a pee attack? You just wanted to bathe in it, didn't you?"
Pierced right to the heart, Miss Lilith covered her face with her hands, pretending to cry.
In reality, her crimson eyes had turned into little hearts.
"Little Ley, aren't you afraid you'll end up single forever, relying on your own hands to solve your needs someday?"
"I'm more afraid of turning into dried human meat at such a young age."
Ignoring Lilith's pitiful gaze, Ley locked the door, went back to his room, and stared at himself in the silver mirror.
The same face as his past life.
In the mirror, messy hair hung over his brows, as if deliberately hiding those wolf-like bright, sharp eyes.
But there were differences:
Silver-white hair hinted at an ominous omen,
Blood-red pupils were startling to behold,
A delicate face that blurred the line between male and female,
Sharp demon horns that mortal men feared.
" The only thing that's slightly lacking is I'm just too young—only five years old."
Ley touched the mirror, muttering in dissatisfaction.
"No wonder Lilith glares at me every day and wants to mess with me."
A thousand years after the hero team defeated Demon King Agnes, humans and demons lived in relative peace.
Or more accurately, they lived in a state where they annoyed each other but couldn't do anything about it.
Like the little succubus Lilith, who wanted to "conquer" him every day, and him, who was annoyed by her every day.
"You didn't really think locking the door would let you escape, did you, little one?"
The sudden elegant voice made Ley Greyst jump.
She'd slipped into his bedroom without a sound—
A locked door couldn't stop a crafty succubus.
"Not just men—even women, we succubi can trick into bed~"
Lilith gently brushed the tip of Ley Greyst's delicate nose with her finger.
"If I want you, no one can escape my grasp."
Miss Lilith parted her vermilion lips and blew a warm breath on the back of his neck.
He went limp at once, becoming a toy to be tossed around at will.
The sound of her long hair dragging on the floor, the succubus's deliberate sighs, her playful smile—
In the dim room, they stirred his heartstrings intensely.
"Let big sister take your first time."
Powerless to resist, he was dragged into the closet by Miss Lilith.
the closet is hidden and dark, no one would come to rescue Ley no matter what they did or how loud they got.
Those restless, water-soft hands roamed over his body.
Facing the mirror made it easier—and more embarrassing for Ley, which only excited her more.
Succubus Lilith knew this trick well.
Besides, some poses could only be pulled off with the mirror's help.
"I'm too young for this."
"Hush."
Ignoring his resistance, she moved smoothly into action.
With skills and experience honed a thousand times over, Ley, after a brief struggle,
Became like a Barbie doll in a girl's hands—tossed and turned at will, completely reduced to a plaything.
Every now and then, Lilith panted, "Little treasure, you're better than any man—better than your mother, even,"
Or mocked, "Strike that pose, and you'll look more feminine."
After the succubus took his "first time," Ley stared blankly at himself in the mirror.
Tortured to the point of losing all trace of masculinity.
Despondent, awkward, ashamed—so embarrassed he could've dug a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.
He was no longer a little man; he'd become a little woman.
Even at five, with a child's face and "voluptuous" curves, he was already a rare beauty in the making.
A magically disguised "tower-like" chest, a low-cut black corset with a hollow center, white silk stockings clinging to soft legs, and a sexy black miniskirt that hugs the hips
His hair had turned pink, magically lengthened to flow like silk. Wine-red eyes were as sweet as melted chocolate, every glance and smile captivating souls.
Even his originally sharp, handsome demon horns had curled like a sheep's. He was just one heart-shaped tail away from peddling charm.
"So the 'first time' you've been after this whole time… is cross-dressing."
"What else did you think?"
"Did you really think I wanted to do that shameful thing with you, little one?"
"Big sister just likes to toy with innocent boys' feelings, that's all.Privately, I'm a pure virgin who knows nothing—never even kissed anyone, see?"
Lilith looked troubled, murmuring shyly.
"But if it's your request, big sister will do anything… learn anything."
This is the moment to lock eyes with Ley affectionately, with a misty, water-like gaze.
If he doesn't look into her eyes, she'll use clairvoyance magic to peek at his "little worm."
"You've never even kissed someone? I'd sooner believe Demon King Agnes is a soft, fragrant girl."
To get back at Ley, Lilith licked her pale pink lips and unleashed an ultimate provocation:
"Tiny worm. How laughable."