How to Feed a Succubus

Greg had never seen such a strange visitor, coming in hastily in the evening, and entering the store in a big black robe.At this time, the players are all going to eat, and few players come here at this time, let alone dressed like this.

The guest's wide black robe wrapped his body so tightly that he couldn't even see his face clearly.He was really afraid that he was a wicked person who came to rob.

Fortunately, the game does not allow robbery.

Greg asked carefully what he wanted.The big black robe said that he wanted a tail cover and a wing cover.

etc?one?

"Well, one first, please do the other later." A deep male voice came from under the big black robe.

The voice sounded nice, but a little familiar.

Greg froze for a moment, his gaze swept over the big black robe.

Could it be that this guest didn't have enough money, so he bought one wing first, and then came back to buy another after saving money.After all, there are many players in this game who have ordinary living conditions, but raise demons as children, and even save money to raise children.

Taking a closer look, this guest is still wearing such a long black robe. Could it be that he has no money to buy other clothes?

Greg made a lot of money today, and there are many local tyrants in this game. They were very satisfied after ordering from him, and paid him some extra gold coins.

He sympathizes with this client who loves demons but doesn't have much money.

"I can give you a discount, how about this, you pay me for one wing, I'll give you two. But please don't tell anyone."

Greg spoke mildly to the strange black-robed guest in his eyes.

He believed that the black-robed guest would agree, after all, he loved his demon so much.

"No, thank you, one is fine." The black-robed guest rejected him.

Greg was surprised, did he guess wrong?

After receiving the screenshot from the customer, he was surprised to find that the style of this demon wing was a bit special. He took many orders, basically he made wings for all the demons named in the game, although the size was not the same, but He had never seen such a feather with a triangular tip.

"By the way, what kind of demon do you raise?"

"inconvenient."

The voice of the guest went cold.

Greg groaned in his heart. He wondered if he had offended the guests by asking the wrong question.

He had to lower his head and hasten to make fake demon wings and tail.

During the process, this strange black-robed guest squatted beside him and stared at him silently, without saying a word.

This is a quiet and eccentric guest.

"The position of the humerus and metacarpal is a bit off."

Greg was startled by the guest's sudden noise, he stopped what he was doing and looked over in a daze.

But I saw the guest stretch out his hand and point at his drawing paper.

Those hands were really beautiful, porcelain white as jade, without any blemishes, better looking than any player's hands he had ever seen.

As a craftsman, he fell in love with these hands at first sight.

The black-robed guest quickly retracted his hand and shrank it inside the big black robe.Greg has regrets.

Such a beautiful hand is really not suitable for hiding.

He reworked the drawing, guessing that this guest probably had a face as beautiful as his beautiful hands.

Maybe it's because it's too beautiful, causing disputes among the players to cover it up on purpose.

But he also has a demon that he loves very much. He came alone for his demon and waited for a long time... This is really a very complicated emotional story.

"Do you think it's okay to make the wings like this?" Greg quickly finished the wings and showed them to the black-robed guests.

The black-robed guest stretched out his knuckle-boned fingers, and stroked slowly from one end of the wing, the movements were so gentle, as if facing a lover.It made Greg blush a little.

He must really like his demons, and maybe have done some outrageous things with his demons.

Greg shook his head, shaking the unhealthy thought from his mind.

In any case, these were none of his business.

Unexpectedly, such a good-looking person would do bad things with the devil in the game.

Greg fished out the holster, "I'm going to start growing tail hairs, look at these hairs, which one is similar to your demon?"

The samples of wool on the table are arranged in rows.

He saw the eyes of the black-robed guests sweeping over the hair on the table one by one, without any movement.Greg really wanted to persuade him to touch it, after all, he wouldn't be able to find the devil hair just by looking at it like this.

But he didn't know how to speak, because the guest was watching very intently. Although he couldn't see the other person's face, he could feel his gaze.

The black-robed guest's robe moved, and he stretched out his hand to pass a bunch of black and red hair from under the robe.

Greg quickly took it over, "Is it the same material as this one?"

"Hmm." The guest remained indifferent.

Greg rubbed it with his hands, and the fur was so soft. He had never touched such a soft fur in this game. He sniffed it closely, and it had a special fragrance.

Then Greg felt cold, and looked up to see the guest's hat lowered, pointing in his direction.

Did this guest treat him as a pervert?

Blushing, Greg hurriedly explained, "I just want to identify it. I really don't have the same hair here. Can you see this one? It's similar to this one, only a little harder."

Greg took one from the row of samples and handed it over.

The black-robed guest stretched out his hand to grab it, rubbed it, and put down his hair with a muffled sound.

Greg could feel that he was not satisfied, but unfortunately, his shop did not have the kind of hair he wanted.Greg was curious about his demon, and presumably a particularly beautiful one.

Maybe it's Meryl, although the hair looks a little different, but it's normal for the same kind of demon to have slight differences.

Another half hour later, Greg finished the tail cover too.

The guest in black robe paid the money, took the things and turned to leave.

"Meow……"

Greg's cat is here. He raised a black cat in the game. It is very cute and its name is Troublemaker.

This is a naughty cat who often bites his mold and climbs the cabinet to drill holes.

"Troublemaker, come here." Greg waved to it.

The black cat glanced at Greg with its round eyes, turned its head and jumped.

"Meow!"

"Troubleshooter!"

The robe of the black-robed guest fell off.

Greg looked up, his pupils shrank suddenly.The black-robed guest's neck was covered with pink and red marks, scattered all over the place, and there were a few teeth marks at the base of the white neck, the marks were a bit deep, and it seemed that the person who left them was not weak.

Further up, even the earlobe has teeth marks.

Greg's face flushed suddenly.

He finally understood why the guest had to wear such a large black robe.

The guest put his robe back on in no time, and Greg saw a scratch on his wrist as he gathered it, stretching up and down the sleeve, and then he couldn't see it anymore.

The black-robed guest left in a hurry, Greg lowered his head and scratched his hair, and rubbed his burning ears.

I didn't expect such a serious-looking guest to have such fun behind his back.

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