Chapter 17

Zoe appeared from between the trees. She was clean of blood and held a few pieces of cut meat.

“It’s ready,” she announced happily.

I was starving, and even unseasoned fresh meat would taste amazing. Approaching Zoe, I grabbed her head and kissed her deeply.

“You’re amazing,” I said.

She grinned, showing her perfect white teeth. Her tail wagged behind her in wide sweeps. I chuckled, seeing her barely contained happiness.

“Can you cook it?” I asked, nodding toward the campfire I had prepared.

In one jump, she was by the campfire. “Of course.”

Grabbing the long sticks I had set aside, she coiled and skewered the meat on them. I sat on the ground behind her, admiring her amazing ass—not big, but perky and fit. Perhaps it would look even better if she gained some weight. Where her crack ended, her tail began, curving down from her body but now unwinding upward along her spine.

Either she was happy, or she was giving me a great view of her ass. Her tail was long—reaching over her head—dark purple, almost black, and ended in an enlarged part shaped like a heart. From what she’d told me, it was sensitive at the base. Could the whole thing be that sensitive? That wouldn't be very practical, but how much was a succubus’s tail supposed to be practical outside of sex?

Zoe turned around and approached me with two ready skewers. I was still sitting on the ground as she stopped by me, staring at my lap. I smiled and let her sit there sideways, just like yesterday.

The portions weren’t big, but I noticed more meat cooking over the campfire on sticks. I grabbed the bread I’d put aside. Zoe fed me hot meat, bringing the skewer to my mouth, while I fed bread to hers. Her tail wrapped around my waist as we sat close, feeding each other in that intimate moment.

We ate in silence at first, satisfying our hunger. When I finished the first portion, I returned to my previous considerations.

“Zoe, what is the technological level in this world?” I asked.

She blinked a few times. “Technological level?”

I realized I needed to be more direct and ask better questions.

“Do you have cars here?” I asked.

“Cars?” Zoe asked, frowning.

“Big, made out of metal, trans—” I stopped myself. “What is the fastest way of transportation in this world that you know?”

Zoe thought for a moment. “I think centaurs are quicker than horses,” she said. I nodded, realizing they probably didn't have cars.

“How do you heat food in the house?”

“Do you remember the stone that shines?” Zoe asked, pointing toward the package we’d taken from her cave. I nodded. “We have stones like that, which can heat with magic,” she explained.

“What’s the fastest way to contact someone over long distances?” I asked. That should cover phones and the internet.

“Through mages, but I’m not sure how they do it exactly.”

I nodded. It seemed like they weren’t technologically advanced but had magical equivalents. Perhaps magic even hindered their technological development. Could I help them advance? I didn't have technical knowledge, so it would be hard. It would cost me a lot of time but might grant me money. I would need to think about it.

I waited for Zoe to finish her meat. She bit the last piece and chewed with her mouth full. I chuckled. It was odd—this demon, who had just caught a rabbit and been smeared with its blood, now looked adorable with her cheeks stuffed.

Zoe glanced at me questioningly, pausing her chewing.

“You’re adorable,” I said and pecked her lips.

She smiled with her mouth closed, still filled with food. She resumed chewing but seemed really happy.

When we finished, Zoe got up to grab the next portion of food. I watched her naked body bend over the campfire.

Suddenly, Zoe jumped back, landing on her ass. “Auh, auh, auh,” she repeated. I jumped to my feet as she blew on her hand. One of the potatoes lay next to her, and I realized what had happened.

“Zoe, you need to be careful. Use a stick to take them out,” I said. When I looked at her face, I noticed tears in her eyes. Did she burn herself that badly? I knelt beside her.

“Let me see. Does it hurt a lot?” I asked. Zoe reached out her hand toward me, it was reddened but didn’t look too serious. Glancing at her face, I saw her staring to the side, embarrassed.

“Zoe, does it hurt a lot?” I asked again.

She shook her head.

“Everything is okay. It should stop hurting soon,” I said, trying to cheer her up and blowing gently on her fingers. She sobbed even more, tears spilling down her face. I sat next to her and hugged her, murmuring that everything would be okay.

It took a moment before she stopped crying, but finally she calmed down while clinging to me.

“What happened?” I asked gently, stroking her body. Her hand wasn't burned, and just after a moment she was using it to hold me as she cried. I doubted it was all about the pain.

“I’m sorry, Master. I… succubi are resistant to high temperatures. But I…”

I hugged her tightly. At least now I knew what it was about. She was crying because she thought she was defective.

“It’s not a big deal. You just need to be careful.”

“I know,” Zoe murmured, nodding. “I didn’t think it would be so hot,” she murmured with a sad expression on her face.

“It lay practically in the embers,” I said, unsure what she’d expected.

Zoe sighed. “I have greater resistance to heat than a normal human. But I’m not as resistant as a normal succubus,” she explained, sounding like she was about to cry again.

“Come on, it’s alright,” I said and tilted her head to kiss her. “Let’s eat the food you hunted, prepared, and cooked for me.”

Zoe smiled softly, nodded, got up from my lap, and retrieved the skewers. She scooped up potatoes on another stick and returned to me.

She sat on my lap again, but this time I took one of the skewers from her and fed her. She seemed really happy as I took care of her.

We had to wait for the potatoes to cool down, only to discover they were a failure. They were burned on the outside and raw in the middle. There was only a small part that seemed edible, but I decided to just throw them away.

The meat and bread were enough to satisfy our hunger. I packed our small equipment and covered the campfire with earth.

Zoe claimed that the city was close. From Amelia’s house, there had been a road, but Zoe told me it would be quicker to move through the forest. She still refused to put her clothes on, and I didn't feel the need to **** her to hide her amazing body. There were no people around, and observing her naked ass as she moved through the forest made the rest of the way much more interesting.

The road through the forest wasn't the best place for talking. There were too many bushes, and most of the time, we had to go one after the other. It didn’t take long before we were close to the city. Glancing at the sky, I estimated it was maybe two or three hours before sunset.

We reached the edge of the trees, and I could see the city in the distance. It was surrounded by a wall, which wasn't very high, but should be enough to stop animals and humans. We moved along the forest line until we could see a gate, which was open.

In front of it stood two guards. Both were men, which meant they didn't have any magical abilities. I closed my eyes and sighed. I should ask Gemma if what Zoe told me about men was really true.

We stood there, watching the people entering and leaving the city. I wanted to see if they were paying any entrance fees—it could be a problem for us. It seemed the guards didn't take any money; they just observed the people who entered.

I glanced at Zoe, she stood next to me, staring wide-eyed at the city and all the people. I hugged her from the side.

“Everything will be fine, Zoe. Get dressed.”

“Yes, Master,” she answered. I looked at her as she focused on her new clothes with a frown. I still wasn’t sure how I felt about her calling me that. She slipped it in sometimes, but I couldn’t tell if it was on purpose or just absentminded.

“This skirt is too long,” she complained, pouting and trying to roll it up to show how short she thought it should be, holding it so it barely hid anything.

“Can you hide your tail under it?” I asked, ignoring her complaint. I also preferred to see her in a short skirt, but this way she could hide her demonic nature. I glanced at her white hair and pink eyes. Well, at least hide that she was a succubus.

Zoe let go of the skirt, and her tail disappeared under it. She shifted for a moment, then turned around, trying to see if her tail was visible.

“Can you see it?” she asked.

“Not at all, good job,” I said. Zoe smiled, but it wasn’t one of her full smiles.

“I wrapped it around my thigh. It’s not very comfortable,” she said, pouting again.

“Would you prefer to show them that you’re a succubus? You told me people wouldn’t react well to seeing you.”

“I have this,” Zoe said, brushing her neck. “I’ll be safe…” She hesitated. “But people still might be unfriendly.”

“Let’s keep it hidden for now,” I said, turning toward the city. “Let's go,” I added, heading forward. I was curious about what I would find in this city, but without money, we wouldn’t have many opportunities.

I wondered why Gemma hadn’t left me anything, she could have at least given me some money. Without it, all I had was my class. Maybe I could use it somehow. Perhaps I could seduce a woman and sleep at her house. But I would need to find one without a man for that.

I wasn't sure if I could find such a woman—someone who would be interested in inviting a foreigner with a demon **** to her own house. Maybe a tavern? If the owner was a woman, I could seduce her and sleep in one of her rooms for free.

For now, we needed to look around the city and hope an opportunity would arise. We emerged from the forest onto the road, still some distance from the city, but that was only a few minutes away. We passed a few people, but they didn't pay any attention to us.

I glanced at Zoe, she walked with her chin held high. Was she showing off her tattoo on purpose? To show everyone that she was a ****? I shook my head, deciding not to try and understand her.

As we approached the guards, I noticed they looked bored, but their eyes were still scanning the people entering the city.

The guard on the right stopped his eyes on me. As we drew closer, Zoe grabbed my hand, and the guard’s eyes shifted to her. As we were passing him I thought he might stop us, but he said nothing, allowing us to enter the city.

From the gate, three roads branched out: two smaller ones to the left and right, and one large road straight ahead. On either side were buildings, but stalls lined the street in front of them, with many people wandering between them. I was surprised by the crowd. It wasn’t easy to walk freely because we constantly had to maneuver around others.

I stopped a moment after we passed the gate, glanced behind me, then at Zoe. I raised our connected hands. “Good job,” I said.

Zoe looked at me. “What?”

“You distracted the guard from me to yourself,” I said hesitantly.

Zoe blushed and averted her eyes. “I just wanted to hold your hand,” she murmured. “There are so many people here.”

I stared at her. I wasn’t even sure why Zoe holding my hand was supposed to help us get through the gate, but maybe the guard had been distracted by her beauty. Zoe was stunning—really stunning. In my old world, she could have easily become a model. She looked a little unkempt, her hair tousled, and she could use a bath. But looking at the people around us, I could say the same about many of them.

I squeezed my little demon’s hand and smiled. “Let’s go,” I said, heading down the main street and entering my first city in this new world.