How to Feed a Succubus

When Reynolds turned in from the wall, he fell down and faced the lush trees in the back garden. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, leaving a mottled light and shadow.

Eyes narrowed slightly, Reynolds looked up at the branches above for a moment.I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that it was a little sparser than before he left.

The green leaves on the intertwined branches swayed in the breeze, and one leaf broke away from the team and slowly floated down from the air. It fluttered for a long time and landed on the ground, mixing into the green.

Upon closer inspection, the leaves under the tree are covered with a thin layer of green.

Reynolds stood blankly looking at the green leaves on the ground, and the flapping of the wings behind his back became smaller and smaller.

Feeling something scratching the back of his hand, Reynolds lowered his head, and a black feather was slowly falling down.Falling to the ground, it is particularly dazzling in a green field.

It is swarthy, with sharp horns and inverted triangular wing feathers.

Reynolds squatted down and picked up the black feather on the ground, stared blankly for a while, then turned his head and saw the green leaves on the ground under the tree, feeling a sense of crisis spontaneously.

Bald... bald?

Feeling the coolness behind him, Reynolds stepped on the grass and quickly ran towards the house.

The leaves rustled in the backyard.

"...I finally went back. If I don't go back, I'll lose all my leaves."

"……yes."

The roses in the garden extended their stems and watched Reynolds run into the house, quietly letting out a sigh of relief.

Uriah was already in the house when Reynolds entered.Seeing Reynolds running in, his eyes deepened.

"Master Uriah." Reynolds froze and slowly walked in front of Uriah, still holding the feather he had just shed.

Ulea sat upright on the side of the bed, her gaze swept across his body coldly, she lowered her eyes slightly, and saw the black feather in his hand.

The slender and shiny fingers were taken from Reynolds' hands and pinched at the fingertips.

"Why did it fall?" Uriah's voice was calm and indifferent, and her eyes were as cool as water looking at the wings behind Reynolds. Because some feathers had fallen off the wings, a small piece of skin could be seen.

He stretched out his finger and poked it, and the wings flicked violently.

Reynolds turned his head, and also saw the bald piece, the wings closed in a "swish", the speed was so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

Three more feathers fell from the wings.

The feathers fell lightly, and the black fur shone under the light.Ulea stretched out his hand, blue light lingered between his fingers, the light flashed, and three feathers appeared in his hand.

Reynolds looked down, teary eyes.

Silently looking at the black feather in his hand, Uriah's eyes flashed blankly, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

The succubus trembled and looked at him in panic.

The original anger because Reynolds ran out to meet other demons had completely disappeared, and only the anxiety about the tears of the succubus in front of him was left in Uriah's heart.

His demon was crying, and his wing feathers looked like they were about to fall off.It was hard for Uriah to imagine Reynolds without his wing feathers. After all, he had never raised a creature with wings.

Maybe he should ask the fire spirit who sells chicken wings at the butcher's shop.

The succubus looked really sad, Uriah frowned, he slowly stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around Reynolds' waist and pulled him forward.

Reynolds sat on Uriah's lap, his tail drooping.

Ulea raised her hand to stroke Reynolds' hair, rubbed his horns, and looked down. The succubus' eyes were red, and their eyes were like intoxicating wine.

Even touching the horns was useless, Uriah was a little at a loss.

It was the first time he faced such a sad Reynolds.

The succubus dropped another black feather from the wing next to Uriah's chest, and it fluttered down, just as it landed on Uriah's leg.

Ulea was dumbfounded, and quickly hid the feather in his sleeve, fearing that Reynolds would see it if he took a step too late.

The succubus on his lap was sniffing, tears were rolling in his eyes, and after turning around several times, the succubus still tried hard to hold back his tears.

It's too awful.

Uriah sighed inwardly.

The Son's voice was gentle and comforting. He raised his hand and patted Succubus on the back, and said slowly, "Don't cry, it looks good."

Reynolds blinked his eyes, turned his head and looked at the Son expectantly, "Really?"

Ulea nodded, and gently stroked Reynolds' back with her palm, like the spring breeze blowing willow leaves.

Feeling the numbness and numbness of the body, the succubus stopped the trembling body because of sadness.

The Son's hand brushed his back, his waist, and touched a cold object.

A small corner of the dark blue packaging box was exposed from the succubus' pocket.

The Holy Son's eyes gradually sank, and his eyes fixed on the exposed dark blue corner.

It's something the succubus slipped out to buy.

I went out with his back on my back.

Ulea withdrew her gaze, hooked Reynolds's tail upwards and played with it, ignoring the succubus' ears that were flushed from embarrassment.

He asked calmly, with a cold voice, "Are you still going out tomorrow?"

The succubus on his lap thought for a while, then choked up and asked, "Master Uriah...isn't this ugly?"

The succubus' voice was full of fear, its tail was hooked up and wrapped around his hand, as if afraid that he would leave.

Ulea's eyes drooped, and he was silent for a long time, until the succubus on his lap couldn't wait any longer, and stretched out his hand to tug at the corner of his clothes.

Shengzi sighed, as if he was helpless, and his voice was filled with unbearable, "It's a bit... ugly."

The succubus shed two noodle tears "swipe".

Reynolds was so sad that his Lord Uriah said he was ugly.

He really doesn't look good when he loses his hair.

But Uriah-sama was still comforting him.

Ulea reached out to hold Reynolds in her arms, leaned Reynolds' head on his chest, and lowered her head to press a kiss on his forehead.

"But Reynolds is still my Reynolds."

Reynolds' crying stopped, he sniffed, turned his head and buried his face in Uriah's chest, wrapping his arms around him tightly.

Uriah felt her chest wet, and the voice of the succubus in her arms was hoarse, crying while saying, "Lord Uriah is so kind."

The voice was so pious, the succubus completely believed in the words of the Holy Son.

Ulea's fingers lightly brushed the fur on the succubus's tail, and accidentally rubbed off a small ball, her fingers paused, and she raised her expressionless face, as if nothing had happened.

Reynolds' fluffy hair was dangling in front of his eyes, and Uriah took a deep look at it... I think I should check it on the forum.

When all the hair is gone, his succubus will surely die of grief.

Uriah sighed, raised her hand to avoid Reynolds' hair, stroked the succubus' neck, and frowned worriedly.

The author says:

Reynolds: Lord Uriah, may I go out?

Uriah: Yes.

Reynolds: So I'm out?

Uriah: Wait a minute.

Reynolds: ?

Uriah: You're bald.

Reynolds: Wow?_? Then I'm not going out.

Uriah: All right.

Planning (angry after eating cat hair in the meal): Even games cannot escape the threat of hair loss!