I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 170: Who Do You Want To Begin With?

Misuzu clenched her fists. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her nerves eating away at her composure. But she still spoke. "Um… I want to watch."

A tense silence followed.

Kouhei could feel the shift in the air. Misuzu's words had carried an almost desperate weight, though she tried to sound casual. Her fingers curled slightly against her sleeves, her breathing uneven.

Yuuna tilted her head slightly. "You want to watch?"

"W-Well… I figured I should at least know how it's done," Misuzu said quickly, forcing herself to meet Yuuna's gaze. "Since I… might do it someday, I thought I should observe first."

A knowing smirk tugged at the corners of Yuuna's lips.

Hina, who had been quiet until now, chuckled softly. It was a delicate, unreadable sound, her smile remaining as enigmatic as ever. It was the kind of smile that revealed nothing, yet hinted at amusement—one that sent shivers down the spine.

"It seems Kouhei-kun has managed to capture even Misuzu's heart," Hina mused, tilting her head. "That's promising."

Yet, despite her composed exterior, something in her chest twisted—a sensation foreign to her.

For a moment, she found herself staring at Kouhei, an unexplainable weight pressing down on her. The realization that he wasn't just hers—that she would always have to share him—sent an unfamiliar pang through her heart.

She blinked.

What was that feeling?

Hina, despite her ability to read the emotions of others, found herself unable to grasp her own.

Unbeknownst to her, those emotions—those tiny, buried cracks in her heart—would one day rupture. But that was a matter for another time.

Yuuna let a few beats of silence pass before she finally spoke. "Alright, Misuzu." Her voice was smooth, confident, laced with something almost playful. "You may watch."

And with that, it was decided.

Kouhei would engage in a Love Link with Yuuna, Hina, Aria, and Nagisa, while Misuzu stood as a spectator.

Kouhei wasn't sure how exactly this would unfold, but one thing was clear.

He wasn't doing this out of duty.

He was doing it because he wanted to.

The six of them moved deeper into the mansion.

The further they ventured, the quieter the halls became. The faint echoes of their footsteps bounced off the cold walls, the dim lighting casting elongated shadows that flickered with every movement. There was an air of secrecy, of anticipation—like they were stepping into something forbidden.

Eventually, they arrived at a massive metallic door.

Kouhei hesitated for a moment, taking in its heavy structure. "Yuuna-san, this place is…?"

Yuuna turned toward him, a satisfied gleam in her eyes. "Right. I asked Shizue to construct a smaller version of the Love Link container." She ran her fingers along the door's surface, her touch light, almost affectionate. "Although I call it 'small,' the inside functions identically to the original Love Link container. The only difference is that this one is bound to the mansion. It cannot be moved elsewhere."

She glanced over her shoulder, her smile carrying an air of mystery.

"For that reason, we shall call this the Love Link Room."

Yuuna pressed her hand against the cold metal surface and activated the mechanism. With a low mechanical hum, the heavy door slowly creaked open, revealing the dimly lit interior beyond. She stepped aside, casting a glance at the others.

"Now then, shall we?" she invited, her voice smooth yet commanding.

Without hesitation, the four women stepped forward, entering the room first. Kouhei lingered behind for a moment, his gaze shifting to Misuzu. She stood frozen at the threshold, her fingers clutching the hem of her skirt tightly.

"Um, Yuki-san... are you truly serious about this?"

Misuzu lifted her eyes to meet his, a flicker of uncertainty evident in her expression. Kouhei couldn't tell whether she would truly be able to watch something like this unfold before her, yet despite the nervous tremor in her stance, there was a strange resolve in her gaze.

"Yes, Okumura-kun," she affirmed, her voice quieter but unwavering. "I want to understand the Love Link more deeply. Because... I'm determined to do it with you."

Though her heart pounded violently within her chest, threatening to shake her resolve, she steadied herself. This was her decision.

Kouhei, seeing her determination, chose not to question her further. He merely nodded before stepping inside, Misuzu following closely behind.

The moment they entered, Kouhei's breath caught in his throat.

The room had already been prepared. At the center of the chamber, the four women lay waiting on an immaculate white bed, their alluring gazes locked onto him.

"Welcome, Kouhei~," All of them greeted, their tone both teasing and inviting.

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"So?" Yuuna added, a coy smile playing on her lips. "Who do you want to begin with?"

Kouhei swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. His gaze swept over the four beautiful women lying before him, their bodies draped in delicate fabric that did little to conceal their curves. The realization of what was about to happen struck him like a wave—he was about to engage in a fivesome.

And now, they were asking him to choose whom to start with?

There was no way he could possibly decide.

"Hmm… it looks like you're having trouble choosing, Kouhei." Hina's voice broke the silence, her tone laced with amusement. She slowly propped herself up, her lithe body moving with effortless grace as she approached him. "In that case, we'll start with me." Without hesitation, she cupped his face and leaned in, her lips capturing his in an electrifying kiss.

Kouhei stiffened for only a second before instinct took over. He responded in kind, his tongue moving against hers as they engaged in a deep, fervent kiss. Their tongues intertwined, licking and slurping against one another in a lewd, wet dance.

The other women observed the exchange in silence, their eyes darkening with desire.

"Their kissing is… on another level," Nagisa murmured, her voice carrying an edge of awe.

"Just how lewd does Hina intend to be?" Yuuna mused, a knowing smirk gracing her lips.

"Well, she is a succubus," Nagisa pointed out, her cheeks burning as she continued to watch. "It's only natural for her to be like this."

The sight before them stirred something deep within them. Simply watching Kouhei and Hina share such an impassioned kiss was enough to ignite a fire within their bodies, their own desires beginning to smolder.

Misuzu, too, found herself blushing fiercely. But beneath the heat spreading across her cheeks, something ugly and unfamiliar began to churn within her chest.

After what felt like an eternity, the kiss finally broke. A thin, glistening strand of saliva still connected their lips before Hina playfully flicked her tongue, breaking the thread.

"Next…" Hina whispered, her voice dripping with sultry anticipation. "I'll take care of you right here."

"O-Okay..." Kouhei barely managed to respond, his breath uneven.

With fluid elegance, Hina lowered herself onto her knees before him. Her fingers curled around the waistband of his pants, and with a deliberate tug, she freed his cock.

The moment it sprang into view, her crimson eyes gleamed with unrestrained hunger.

"Your penis…" she murmured, licking her lips. "It looks absolutely delicious."

Without hesitation, she parted her mouth, letting her tongue glide along the thick shaft before engulfing it completely.

At the same time, Yuuna and Aria closed in from either side, their soft, ample breasts pressing against his bare skin. Their warmth surrounded him, heightening the sensation of Hina's mouth working his length.

"Kouhei-kun…" Yuuna purred, leaning in to claim his lips in another heated kiss. This time, she sought to mimic Hina's technique, her tongue delving into his mouth with a newfound boldness.

Not wanting to be left out, Aria began trailing kisses along his jawline, her lips ghosting over his neck before descending to his collarbone. Each touch sent shivers through him, his senses overwhelmed by their combined assault.

"All of you… don't leave me out!" Nagisa suddenly protested, frustration lacing her voice. With that, she pressed herself against his back, her full breasts molding against him as she wrapped her arms around his torso.

Now, Kouhei was entirely surrounded—his body enveloped by the warmth of their soft, supple forms, while Hina continued her relentless ministrations below.

All the while, Misuzu stood at a distance, her eyes locked onto them.

A mixture of emotions swirled within her—desire, uncertainty, and something deeper, something more unsettling.

She watched in silence, unable to tear her gaze away.