Class 1-D: Arisu Asakusa

The students around me responded to the teacher's questions enthusiastically and happily, showing a strong sense of participation and accomplishment.

Hearing their voices, Asakusa Arisu couldn't help but look up.

But when she sees the questions on the blackboard, she lowers her head again.

She won't.

Little Arisu isn't very bright; her small head can only hold a few things.

She wasn't smart enough, and she didn't know how to please her classmates, so she had no friends.

But it's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter if I have friends or not, it doesn't matter if I can't answer the question, in fact, if I do answer it, I might get bullied.

Because she is a Succubus.

Succubus are not human, so they will be ostracized, bullied, and possibly subjected to abuse by others.

For Succubus, being inconspicuous is a good thing.

The long, grueling class time finally ended, and another day passed. Asakusa Arisu welcomed what she had been most looking forward to.

School's out.

"Here, here, Alice-chan--"

So handsome that he seemed out of place among his parents, a radiant smile spread across his face as he waved his arm, beckoning his daughter over.

This is Asakusa Arisu's father.

Asakusa Toru.

Arisu loves her father very much.

"--Dad!" Asakusa Arisu cried out happily, throwing herself into his arms.

My father's smile, my father's scent, my father's warmth, my father's embrace.

That's so reassuring.

In her father's arms, Asakusa Arisu returned to the small, four-and-a-half-tatami room that belonged to her and her father.

Their family wasn't well-off, not because my father wasn't hardworking, but because I was Succubus.

Little Arisu put down her schoolbag, took out her assigned homework, looked at the questions, gripped her pencil, and began to let her thoughts wander.

"Hmm..."

My mother is Succubus, and my father is a human.

Therefore, as their child, I am naturally a Succubus.

As a Succubus feeds on male essence, I need to be fed by my father every day.

Because Succubus need that to survive.

That's what my dad always told me.

My mother died because she didn't absorb enough vital energy, so I can't die as easily as she did.

If that happens, Dad will be all alone.

My dad told me that I was very disobedient when I was little. Even though I was Succubus, I hated absorbing life essence and refused to be fed.

That's why things have turned out this way.

A sickly body, a frail heart, and weak breath.

Everything stems from malnutrition caused by not absorbing enough vital energy in childhood.

"Gurgle..." A rumbling sound from her intestines interrupted Arisu's reverie.

What's done is done and can't be changed. All she can do now is be a Succubus and take good care of her body.

Now, she was hungry.

"--Dad!" Asakusa Arisu put her soft little feet down from the chair footrest and tiptoed onto the creaking floor, calling out to her father and decisively abandoning the homework she couldn't figure out no matter how hard she thought about it.

Dad said it's okay if you don't understand the lessons or the lessons, as long as you eat well and stay healthy.

It's time for her to eat.

"Today..." She raised her head and bent down.

The father's smile was very gentle. He gently stroked his head, letting it bob up and down.

"Mmm, mmm..."

"Gurgle..."

Soon, my throat felt warm, and my body began to warm up as well.

As expected, she was Succubus.

Only by absorbing vital energy can one become energetic.

In contrast, the father, whose life essence had been drained, visibly dimmed his eyes.

"How was school today?" Despite being noticeably weaker, Asakusa Toru still pulled Arisu into his arms, offering her warmth while softly asking, "Were you paying attention in class? Did you make any friends? Were you bullied?"

With each sentence he spoke, each question he asked, Arisu's little head drooped a little lower.

Finally, she gave an answer hesitantly.

"I don't understand, I have no friends, I'm not bullied, but, but nobody plays with me." She muttered softly, "Because Arisu isn't a genius, because Arisu isn't smart enough, because Arisu is Succubus, a monster, so everyone hates me."

But only my dad is good to me, so I like my dad.

"It's okay, it's okay." Asakusa Toru hugged her tighter and said softly, "It doesn't matter if you're not a genius, even if you're Succubus daddy, he'll still love you."

In Asakusa Arisu's small world, there's only room for her father.

Going to school, saying goodbye to Dad, counting the passing time, school over, going home.

As always, her classmates didn't really like her because of her stupidity. They all seemed like geniuses, able to understand things that Arisu couldn't understand at all.

In her classmates' eyes, besides their disgust for monsters, she could also see... aversion to foolish people.

This seems to be what is known as 'stupidity phobia'; intelligent people never place themselves on the same level as stupid people.

"Splash--" Steam rose from the crowded bathroom, blurring the view.

Asakusa Toru's large hands were rubbing foam on his head; his smooth, silver hair was always styled by his father.

Although she is still young, due to malnutrition, Arisu's development has probably ended here.

One and a half meters is neither tall nor short.

Her silver hair fell perfectly over her shoulders, and as he brushed aside a strand of it, Asakusa Toru casually washed the girl's body.

Don't misunderstand, this is just a father's duty.

She is really small.

Asakusa Toru could sense it when Arisu usually lowered his head, and it was even more so in this situation.

Small and soft, it can be lifted with one hand and easily hung on your body.

Her fair and delicate feet didn't touch the ground at all.

"Hmm... Daddy, what's wrong?" Feeling the movement above her head pause for a moment, Arisu turned around in confusion.

Asakusa Toru continued kneading the foam, then smiled and said, "Nothing, I was just suddenly thinking, Arisu will be moving on to higher grades soon, right?"

"Arisu don't know if I'll be able to make friends in a new environment."

Arisu shrank back and lowered her head. "..."

She didn't say anything.

Because her father seemed to really hope this would happen, but only she knew that it was impossible.

Aside from her father, no one would like Succubus, and no one would want to be friends with Succubus.

Especially for a little Succubus like her, who is slow-witted, physically weak, unable to exercise, unable to participate in conversations, and has poor grades.

Sometimes she would think that she wished she were smarter.

She doesn't need to compare herself to geniuses. As long as she's a little smarter, as long as she can understand books and absorb knowledge, she can study hard and try to be compared to geniuses through her hard work.

But she wasn't smart enough.

She will never become a genius, nor will she become a model of hard work.

Fortunately, God did not completely cut off the Succubus's path.

She can still think.

--When the stomach is full.

Humans have three major desires: the desire to sleep, the desire to eat, and the desire to reproduce.

When the latter two conditions are met, the former will rise; after the former is met, the latter two will rise randomly.

But that's human.

Succubus combine the latter two into one, meaning that as long as they eat immediately after waking up to fill their instincts, their occupied thoughts can get a chance to catch their breath.

She can then concentrate on reading a little bit.

That's enough. This way, she can work hard. It doesn't matter if she's not a genius; even being mediocre is fine. She believes that hard work can make up for everything.

Sitting on Asakusa Toru's lap, feeling her stomach full and warm, Arisu began to turn the pages of her book.

"Um."

"Ugh."

"Gurgle."

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

Willpower is focused, and mind and vision are concentrated on the words as much as possible, trying to understand, trying to memorize, trying to master them.

Even Succubus cannot eat indefinitely in a short period of time; it needs to be digested after eating.

Therefore, her clear-headed time is extremely precious; she cannot let her mind wander, she cannot waste time, she must study.

Only through education could she, as Succubus, provide a better life for her father.

Effort...

But it's so itchy, so swollen, and so full.

Her heart pounded, only at times like these did her heart feel so strong, only at times could she clearly feel the breath and warmth behind her, only at times could her mind involuntarily flood with chaotic thoughts.

I love my dad so much.

Chapter 234 Class 1-D, Asakusa Arisu

Addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division are difficult, and English and Chinese are not simple at all.

But once she's full, Arisu feels as if she's divinely inspired, and her brain is instantly able to comprehend everything.

Maybe I was actually meant to be a genius.

She sometimes has these thoughts suddenly.

However, once the feeding is finished and a feeling of emptiness arises, she quickly shakes off such thoughts.

How could I possibly be a genius?

As the days went by, my belly would alternate between being visible and shrinking.

Soon, Asakusa Arisu faced the day of her next school entrance exam.

Primary school is compulsory education, and so is secondary school.

Normally, there's not much to worry about when it comes to getting into a good school, because no matter what, you can get in as long as you want to.

However, there are significant differences between schools.

There are significant differences between public and private junior high schools; the atmosphere, environment, and teaching standards vary greatly.

Of course, tuition fees are also a very important factor.