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"W-What are you doing, S-Saonji-san?" Kouhei's voice came out in a strained whisper, barely managing to keep the tremor out of it.
"Shhh…" Hina leaned in close, her lips curling into a sly smile that was equal parts alluring and terrifying. That expression was so unlike her usual cold demeanor, it left him reeling. Kouhei had never seen her smile before, not even once. But now? That wicked curve of her lips was etched into his brain, her confidence almost predatory.
Did I flick her switch or something? he thought. That had to be it. There was no other explanation. After all, Hina was a succubus. And from what he'd gathered through endless hours playing eroges, succubi were dangerous, seductive, and, most of all, sadistic.
"B-But Saonji-san," he stammered. "Don't you think this is a little risky? There are people all around us. We could—"