The Incubus System Chapter 1327. Heroic Send-off

The Incubus System Chapter 1327. Heroic Send-off

I stared at her for a long second, something quiet passing through me. Then I nodded.

“I will.”

And with a flick of my fingers?

I vanished.

And just like that... I was back in the living room.

Naked.

Fully, gloriously naked.

The couch cushions hadn’t even settled before the gasps hit me like a wave.

“What the—”

“Oh my god—”

“Oh… that wet big d*ck~”

“Someone shield Olivia—”

“I’m not a kid, shut up!”

I stood there in the middle of the room, completely unbothered, stretching like I’d just walked out of a hot bath. My skin was still flushed, marked in a few places from her nails, my hair a tousled mess of sweat and sin. I rolled my neck lazily, cracking a few joints, then yawned.

Ruby was the first to recover.

“Did you just… teleport in naked? Like a nudist wizard?”

“No,” I said, unfazed, “like an incubus who just had a damn good time.”

Several of the girls covered their faces or turned away in mock outrage—though I saw the peeks. I saw the smirks. The stolen glances. Mia straight-up licked her lips. Zalira didn’t even try to pretend she wasn’t impressed.

I lifted one hand casually.

“Demon’s Clothes.”

A shimmer of energy slid across my body in an instant, rippling like dark silk over skin. Black tailored pants. Loose open shirt. No shoes. Still a little wild, but… decent enough.

“Okay,” I said, dropping onto the couch, one leg draped lazily over the edge. “I like this game.”

Pearl tilted her head. “Which part? The naked part or the teleportation part?”

“All of it,” I said, grinning. “It’s not random. It’s got story. But enough improv to let me do what I want. I like this kind of creativity.”

“You mean organized chaos?” Luna purred from the corner, licking her finger. “Because that’s what it is.”

“Exactly,” I said.

Pearl nodded like she was pleased.

“Good,” she said, pulling out the velvet card box again and shuffling it with elegant precision. “Now pick a card.”

She fanned them out like a dealer at a luxury casino.

I leaned forward.

“Pick one and tell me a name,” she added, winking.

I glanced at the cards, then at the women surrounding me.

Zalira was lounging on the loveseat like a queen she was, Mia curled beside her.

Foxy sat at my feet, tails twitching.

Emma leaned against the armrest, her eyes calm but curious.

Ivy, Luna, Yuffy, Maria—every demon girl in the room radiated that subtle heat, the kind that made the air feel charged.

Tiffany and Celia whispered to each other, while Miranda just bowed her head, waiting quietly behind me.

And Diamond?

She was watching me with that same look her sister Pearl had, the look that said, “Push the button. Let’s see what explodes.”

I smirked.

I picked a card.

Held it up between two fingers.

The girls leaned in.

I flipped it.

“‘Foxy,’” I said with a crooked smile.

Foxy's ears perked up like someone had just offered her a treat.

“Oh~ Master picked me,” she cooed, crawling closer on all fours like a predator in silk stockings. “Do you want your pet to play nice, or rough?”

I tilted my head, watching her sway.

“I want you to surprise me,” I said.

She grinned.

“Then I hope you’re not tired yet, Master…”

I glanced at the rest of the girls.

Pearl was shuffling the next deck, that knowing smirk on her lips like she already foresaw half the chaos about to unfold.

Diamond had curled into one of the plush lounge chairs with a drink in hand, silently judging, but in a supportive way, if that made any sense.

Ivy was lounging against Maria, both of them watching with amusement, while Yuffy looked like she was about to start taking bets.

Celia and Tiffany had pulled out their phones for god-knows-what, probably a scoreboard.

Puriel looked mildly concerned but said nothing, as usual.

Olivia was chewing her straw.

I leaned back on the couch again, stretching my arms across the top cushions.

“You know, I expected kinky,” I muttered.

“Wait for it,” Pearl said, eyes twinkling.

Foxy, still kneeling in front of me like some sexy pet, reached for the deck. “Can I…?” she asked, tail flicking excitedly.

Pearl nodded once. “Draw.”

Foxy grinned, shuffled through the cards like she was rifling through destiny itself, then plucked one out and held it close to her chest. She peeked.

Her ears twitched.

She gasped.

Like, full-body, paws-to-chest gasp.

Then her eyes widened with pure determination. Like she was about to charge into a flaming battlefield and punch a god in the face.

“I can do it!” she declared, standing up so fast her tails knocked over a pillow behind her. “I know I can do it!”

I blinked. “What the—”

They took a peek and… suddenly, the room shifted.

Zalira sat up straighter, nodding like she was witnessing the birth of a legend. “You’ve got this, Foxy.”

“I believe in you,” Emma said, sweet as always.

“Destroy him,” Ivy added.

“Remember your training,” Luna said dramatically, licking her claw.

“Push him into a wall,” Maria murmured with surprising sincerity.

Even Miranda gave a small thumbs up.

I stared at all of them.

“Uh… am I missing something?” I asked, raising a brow. “Why is this starting to feel like a heroic send-off? I’ve literally seen Foxy in battlefields. But not like this.”

“It’s different,” Diamond said, sipping her drink.

“Yeah,” Ruby snorted. “This one has emotional stakes.”

“I’m right here,” I muttered, pointing at myself.

Foxy clutched the card to her chest, her cheeks completely flushed, tail wagging like crazy. “No peeking, Master!” she said as I leaned forward, trying to catch a glimpse.

“I just wanna—”

“No!” she squeaked, darting back a step and spinning to protect the card like it was a national treasure. “You can’t see it! You’ll ruin the story!”