“Teacher, what exactly did you buy?”
Now, having arrived near the Succubus crime scene, Ingrid Beltans walked parallel to Ange, shoulder to shoulder, her curiosity burning to know what Ange had purchased to deal with the Succubus.
“Nothing much, just a Steel Pipe.”
“Steel Pipe?!”
Ingrid’s eyebrows shot up in utter shock, practically flying off her face. Was her teacher messing with her?
Why buy a Steel Pipe?! And—why act all mysterious over buying a Steel Pipe! And moreover, why on earth would a cosmetics shop sell Steel Pipes!
All these questions became a thorn stuck in Ingrid’s throat.
She desperately wanted to ask, even to complain, but for the sake of her image in her teacher’s eyes, and to maintain her favor, she decided to say nothing.
“Didn’t expect that, did you?”
Ange gripped the Steel Pipe, which was actually a long pipe composed of many short ones joined together, and casually spun it in her hand, playing with it a little.
Ingrid wanted so badly to compliment her teacher, but she had no idea what to say. She couldn’t just say, “This Steel Pipe really looks like a Steel Pipe.”
“Alright, enough beating around the bush. How do you think we should lure the Succubus out?”
“Uh…”
When it came to a serious question, Ingrid’s brain immediately kicked into gear. She began recalling the various materials she’d read before, and the methods her former teachers had mentioned.
“We can use some Alchemical Potion to release Hormones. That could attract the Succubus.”
“And?”
A sly smile appeared on Ange’s lips, her eyelids arching in playful mockery.
“Uh, we could also go to a Bar—places like that—to look for the Succubus directly! That’s their hunting ground, after all!”
“Hmm, sounds right. Anything else?”
“Uh… I… I can’t think of anything else…” Even the golden hue of Ingrid’s hair seemed to dim, her whole being turning downcast.
It’s over! Her teacher was finally testing her professional knowledge, and she couldn’t give a single better answer. Wasn’t this going to make her lose so many points? She was doomed.
“What you said isn’t wrong, but none of it is useful.”
“Ah?! Why?”
“I am a Succubus.”
Teacher is a Succubus?!
“I am a Succubus, and now I’m supposed to go hunting in a Bar—a place so crowded you could hide a hundred Demon Hunters and I might not even notice them. Is that possible?”
“This…”
“And, I am a Succubus. I smell the Hormones in the air. Now, without any preparation, I’m just going to rush in naked and start hunting. What kind of fool Succubus would do that?”
“This…”
That’s true, what kind of Succubus would be so naive and foolish? Are they even still a Succubus at that point?
Silently, Ingrid acknowledged her teacher’s logic and docked a point from her own theoretical knowledge in her heart.
No wonder her teacher was her teacher—when it came to applying theory in practice, Ange was way ahead of her. She really had so much more to learn.
“Then, teacher, what are you planning to do?”
“Very simple.”
Very simple? Ange-sensei was incredible! To her, even something as hard to catch as a Succubus could be dealt with by a simple “very simple.” Was this the power of the former number one Demon Hunter?
Ingrid propped her chin up with both fists, adopting the posture of a little fangirl, excited to see her idol’s performance.
She could hardly wait to see Ange-sensei’s method.
“Just dance.”
“Eh? Dance what?”
“Dance.”
“Dance? What kind of dance? Huh?!”
Ingrid let out a startled cry, her worldview shattered, as Ange grabbed the Steel Pipe with one hand and slammed it into the floor, driving it half a meter deep.
Then, she began swaying around the pipe, her practiced moves and alluring posture making Ingrid’s face instantly flush bright red.
“Steel… Steel, Steel… Pole Dance?!”
“That’s right.”
“Teacher, why do you know how to do this?!”
“Don’t underestimate a Demon Hunter, Ingrid. To catch a Succubus, learning a bit of Pole Dance isn’t much, is it?”
“But! Why would a Succubus fall for this?! Would she just stupidly rush over?!”
The next moment, a woman with a heart-shaped fleshy tail suddenly lunged at them, crawling on all fours toward them.
Ingrid was at a loss for words. How could it actually—No! The Succubus really came! And why is it a female Succubus?!
Looking at the Succubus, whose body from the neck down was wrapped tightly in sheer black silk, Ingrid’s blush deepened even more.
“Hey! She’s here!”
Ange leapt from the Steel Pipe, landing directly in front of the Succubus.
Looking closer, Ingrid saw the Succubus had heart-shaped pupils—wait, was she getting charmed by Ange-sensei instead?!
“What?! Demon Hunter?! When did I—tsk!”
Snapping back to her senses, the Succubus instinctively tried to retreat, but Ange’s Gunblade had already slid from her sleeve into her hand.
The Succubus knew she had no choice but to fight to the bitter end.
“Damn Demon Hunter! What did you do?! How was I—”
“Surprised? Can’t help it, I’m just naturally charming. Bewitching a Succubus is nothing special for me.”
Ange, wearing her Black Boots, took step after step toward the Succubus, exuding an unmistakable predatory aura.
“Tsk! I’ll fight you to the end, Demon Hunter! Haa—ah!”
With no way out, the Succubus pounced, her demonic claws bared, ready to risk everything against Ange.
Bang.
But with a gunshot, the Succubus’s resolve turned into a pitch-black bullet hole in her body.
Ange still held the Gunblade in her left hand, but at some point, her right had already drawn the White Gun.
She blew away the white smoke from the barrel, then stepped over and kicked the Succubus a couple of times for good measure.
“I already took out my Gunblade and you still charged at me. I’ve got a gun, why wouldn’t I use it?”
Ange put away her weapons and looked at Ingrid, the poor girl utterly stunned.
Ange’s fighting style was nothing like what she’d imagined—there was none of the flashy swordplay she had pictured.
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