Handsome Boy, Do You Wanna Come In For A Meal?

"Handsome boy, do you wanna come in for a meal?"

"Handsome boy, do you wanna have a haircut?"

"Handsome boy, do you wanna have a massage? I'm very good at it."

Mag gradually lost himself in the calls of "handsome boy" as he walked through the streets of Carapace Island. Looking at the succubi who were standing in front of those small huts and calling out to him with warm smiles and sweet voices, he really respected them for their enthusiastic and unrestrained work attitude.

"These big sisters are so welcoming. They're all asking us to go and play in their houses." Amy peered around curiously as she waved to those friendly succubi big sisters.

"That's right. We don't often meet such friendly big sisters. Should we go in and play?" Irina asked Mag smilingly.

"Yes, we could, but it's not necessary," Mag replied with a serious expression. Trying to trap him? He wasn't that stupid.