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CHAPTER ONE
Whether one was human or a sex demon, the sound of an alarm in the morning was something that nobody liked hearing.
And with that thought in mind, Makoto smacked the alarm, getting the annoying noise to shut off and promptly tumbled out of bed onto the floor. Just his luck, he guessed.
He yawned and stretched, untangling himself from his blanket in record time. When there was a one in three chance that you'd wake up after falling to the floor, you usually learned to mitigate the impact, and he wasn't dense. Not that dense, anyway.
He barely spared a glance at his alarm clock before grabbing his toothbrush and toothpaste and walking into the bathroom. Even as he started brushing his teeth, he felt that flicker of hunger that was just a little more persistent than usual.
He'd have to feed today.
Being an incubus didn't mean that he was sex-crazed all the time. What it did mean was that he tried to avoid that at most costs.
What the myths didn't cover was that sex wasn't the only way for his kind to feed. It was just the way that made them satiated for the longest. He could just touch someone and get some energy from that. Of course, a single touch wouldn't get much energy. But multiple, prolonged touches going gradually build up enough energy to last him throughout the day.
Besides feeding purposes, he liked physical contact a lot, and hadn't tried to hide it ever since he came to Hope's Peak. Random hugs and handholding was a staple thing with a lot of his classmates, so it wasn't like he would be coming out of left field with this.
He idly wondered who he'd be able to talk to today. He might run into Hina and Sakura exercising some time later. And maybe Celeste. For everyone else, it would be a toss-up between them being available and them being busy.
Byakuya and Kyoko, in particular, had been pretty busy for a few days now. He wondered why… maybe they were researching something? They were pretty good friends, after all.
But for now, he’d focus on getting ready to face the day. He didn't know why, but he felt as if today might be a bit more intensive than the mundane beginning would have him think. He wasn’t sure about what precisely could go wrong, but knowing his luck, he didn’t want to take any chances.
With a talent like his, he had to trust his instincts. It wasn’t like anything particularly life-changing could happen today, but it was nice to be prepared…