Kaito turned. For the first time, something flickered behind his eyes—not lust. Not fear.
She paused. “What?”
“The pheromone thing. The memory-trigger. Low-frequency subsonic pulse combined with retinal pattern suggestion.” He rubbed his wrist free of her tail. “It’s a nice combo. Very elegant. But I’m… empty.” Mumasekai Lost In The World Of Succubi WORK
Kaito blinked. “That’s not going to work.” Kaito turned
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