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"I have only brought one tent. Will it be okay for us to share?"
"I suppose so", the Hero answer. "It’s better than sleeping outside and getting bitten by a demonic mosquito."
The tent has barely enough room for both of you to lie side by side. You quickly drift off to sleep, wrapped in a sense of comfort.
In the morning, you awaken to find the Hero's arm draped over you, his head resting on your shoulder. You lie still, careful not to disturb him. This moment fills you with a warm sense of tenderness; despite being a 10,000-year-old succubus, you have never experienced intimacy. All the male demons were defeated by you, so none was worthy of you. But this human, strongest among his kind, seems different, perhaps even your equal.
After a while, he stirs from a nightmare, jerking awake. "Sorry, I was having a dream about the castle’s dungeon, being tortured and trying to escape through the corridors."
>"Yuusha-sama, as a hero, you should not be such a coward. A little torture is nothing to fuss over."
>"Did you find it comfortable sleeping on my shoulder? It felt warm for me."
>"You should learn to enjoy torture, Yuusha-sama. It’s a standard part of foreplay."
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