I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 101: I’ll Be Your Girlfriend!

Kouhei's heart thundered in his chest the moment her words reached his ears. It was a rush of emotions so strong it felt like his body was moving on instinct. He couldn't hold back. He leaned in, his breath mingling with hers, and captured Aria's lips with his own.

Her lips were warm and impossibly soft, trembling slightly against his as if unsure of what to do. That hesitation, that awkwardness, only made it more intoxicating. He kissed her deeply, savoring the sweetness of her inexperience, his hands moving to gently cradle her face. Aria, though hesitant, responded timidly, her lips parting just enough for him to feel the heat radiating from her.

After what felt like an eternity yet not nearly long enough, they pulled apart. Kouhei stared into her eyes, his own reflection gazing back at him from their depths. Those eyes held nothing but him—no hesitation, no doubts. Only him.

"Aria-san," Kouhei began, his voice trembling slightly, not from fear but from the weight of his emotions. "I want you to become my woman. Is that fine? Even though I already have three girlfriends?"

It was a fair question. Kouhei had finally accepted the idea of being in a polygamous relationship with Yuuna, Hina, and Nagisa. Not only that, but the three had even encouraged him to pursue others. Now, he was asking Aria to be his girlfriend too, making sure she understood he wasn't coming to her without baggage.

"I'm just a lowly servant, Kouhei-sama," Aria said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her words wavered, but her gaze never left his. "Are you sure you want someone like me to be one of your girlfriends? I'd honestly be fine if you made me your mistress."

Her admission sent a jolt through him. The way she spoke—so willing, so ready to settle for being less than she deserved—cut deep. Aria was prepared to be nothing more than a mistress, someone he'd occasionally sleep with, someone who'd share in their physical intimacy but might never receive his full affection. She was even willing to participate in their Connective Love Link, joining the others without expecting anything in return.

But that wasn't what Kouhei wanted. He didn't want her to be a mere accessory to his life, someone to cum inside and move on from. No, Aria deserved more than that, and he was determined to make it clear.

"I want you to be my girlfriend," he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Nothing less than that, Aria-san."

His words were absolute, driven by a greed he couldn't deny. He already had three breathtaking women in his life—Yuuna, Hina, and Nagisa—but even that wasn't enough. His heart, his desire, craved more. He wanted Aria. All of her. He wouldn't let anyone else take her away, wouldn't let anyone else touch her.

Aria's lips trembled as they curved into a radiant smile, her eyes shimmering like stars. They locked onto him with an intensity that made his breath hitch—a gaze filled with pure, unadulterated love. "Yes," she whispered, her voice brimming with emotion. "I'll be your girlfriend!"

Her declaration felt like a spark igniting in his chest, spreading warmth through his entire being. In that moment, Aria officially became his fourth girlfriend.

***

While Kouhei and Aria were solidifying their bond, Hiyori stood in the bustling town square, her eyes darting around as if searching for something—or someone. Whoever it was she was waiting for, they were clearly important to her.

But even as she looked, her heart wouldn't calm down. It pounded relentlessly in her chest, so loud and fast that she couldn't focus. Every time her mind replayed the moment that had her feeling this way, her face flushed bright red. Her cheeks burned as if she had a fever, and she couldn't stop her hands from flying up to her face to try and cool it down—or to stop the ridiculous smile threatening to form.

The more she touched her cheeks, the hotter they felt. This wasn't normal for her, yet she knew exactly what it meant.

I'm really in love with Okumura-kun...? Wait—seriously?

She couldn't deny it anymore. She was in love. And judging by how intense her feelings were, it wasn't just a passing crush. No, this was something much deeper—something that had taken root in her heart and refused to let go.

Hiyori never thought she'd fall for him.

It caught her off guard. Hiyori had known Kouhei since their first year of high school. Back then, she'd been the diligent class representative, keeping an eye on everyone, including him. Even when they moved into their second year, she couldn't help but glance his way every now and then. Though back then, she told herself it was just part of her duties—or so she thought.

Her feelings for him weren't love back then. Far from it. Kouhei had left an impression, but it wasn't exactly stellar. He wasn't bad, but he wasn't good either. He was just Kouhei—unreliable, aloof, and completely unspecial in her eyes.

But then that incident happened.

She'd been there when a snatcher tried to make off with a stolen purse, and Kouhei had intervened, something she hadn't expected from the same Kouhei she thought of as unreliable. Watching him like that—fearless and determined—made her heart skip a beat. The sight of him standing there, panting, adrenaline coursing through him, had sent an unexpected jolt through her chest.

Her heart had thudded in her chest, loud and erratic, as if it was trying to tell her something she didn't understand. Kouhei wasn't the same unreliable guy she thought he was. It was ridiculous, wasn't it? Falling for someone like that, just because of a single moment. And yet, here she was, her emotions betraying her. This must be what love felt like. But how could she be sure? She'd never been in love before. Was it even possible to know what love was when you had no experience with it?

Her thoughts were interrupted when a voice called out to her.

"Hiyori?"

"Ah..."

Startled, she looked up. It wasn't Kouhei. It was her grandmother, her expression etched with concern as she approached.

"Grandma!" Hiyori exclaimed, rushing toward her. Relief flooded through her, but worry quickly took its place. "Where have you been?! We've been searching everywhere for you!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, dear. My purse was stolen," her grandmother said, her voice steady despite the alarming revelation.

"Stolen?" Hiyori gasped, her heart sinking. "Are you okay? You didn't get hurt, did you?"

"It's just a scratch on my knee," her grandmother said, waving off her concerns. "Thankfully, a young man and woman came to help me. Such a cute couple they were."

"A couple?" she repeated. "W-Wait, did someone get your purse back?"

"Yes, the young man did. He was so kind," her grandmother said with a smile.

Hiyori's heart raced as she pieced the details together. She'd seen Kouhei earlier, fighting off the snatcher. There was no doubt in her mind—it had to be him who helped her grandmother. But then, her grandmother's words hit her like a brick.

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"Um, that young man," Hiyori began, swallowing hard. "You said he had someone with him? A couple?"

Her grandmother nodded. "Yes, there was a woman with him. Older than him, I think. They looked like they could be together. Of course, I didn't confirm it, but they seemed like a couple."

Hiyori's chest tightened painfully. Jealousy, bitter and sharp, clawed at her heart. Was it true? Did Kouhei already have someone? If he did, then maybe it was better for her to let her feelings die here and now, before they grew into something unmanageable.

But there was hope, however small. Her grandmother hadn't confirmed anything. Maybe the woman was just an acquaintance—or even his sister. The lack of certainty was enough for her to cling to, and she felt her heart ease just a little.

Relief washed over her like a gentle tide, soothing the ache in her chest.

"Why did you sigh with relief? Are you that worried about me? You're so sweet, Hiyori. I'm lucky to have such a thoughtful granddaughter."

Grandma, I'm not that sweet... Hiyori thought, her chest tightening with guilt. I'm actually thinking about someone else instead of you...

As they spoke, a car pulled up beside them, its engine purring softly as it came to a stop.

"Let's go home, Grandma," Hiyori said, her voice steady as she moved to guide her grandmother.

She opened the car door, gently helping her grandmother inside before walking around to the opposite side. The soft thud of the door closing behind her felt like a punctuation mark, an attempt to ground her swirling emotions.

The moment Hiyori slid into the seat, the driver eased the car into motion. The hum of the engine filled the space, blending with the muted sounds of the world outside. Hiyori leaned her head slightly, resting it against the cool tinted glass of the window. Her gaze lingered on the blurred shapes passing by, but her focus wasn't truly on anything outside.

Her heart betrayed her calm exterior, its rhythm growing louder, more insistent. Each beat felt like it was echoing through her entire body, faster and faster, as if it wanted to burst out of her chest.