Reborn as a Succubus: Time To Live My Best Life!
Chapter 330 - 330: Discussion

Melisa returned to Isabella's bedroom, where the kitsune was sprawled on the bed, lazily stroking her cock with one hand. Her tail twitched in irritation.

"About fucking time," Isabella said, her green eyes narrowing. "Care to explain why you abandoned me for so long?"

Melisa sighed and closed the door behind her, leaning against it.

"It was Vira."

Isabella's hand stilled.

"Vira? As in the sister of the guy who tried to burn your family alive? That Vira?"

"Yeah," Melisa nodded, pushing off from the door and walking to the bed. "She wants me to talk to Aria. Apparently, they're executing Koros in three days."

Isabella sat up, her erection momentarily forgotten. "And that's... bad? The guy literally ordered attacks on innocent humans. He tried to kill your parents."

"I know," Melisa said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Trust me, I know. But you should have seen her face, Izzy. She was desperate."

Isabella snorted. "Of course she was. Her brother's about to lose his head."

"She doesn't want me to get him freed," Melisa clarified. "Just commuted to life imprisonment or exile or something. Anything but death."

"And you're actually considering it?" Isabella looked genuinely surprised. "After everything he did?"

Melisa fell back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. "I don't know. Part of me thinks he deserves whatever he gets. But another part..."

"Is thinking with your pussy," Isabella finished for her. "Because Vira was a good lay?"

"It's not just that," Melisa protested, though her cheeks flushed. "I just... I understand their anger. How the world treats nim. How it can push people to extremes."

Isabella scooted closer, her half-hard cock brushing against Melisa's thigh. "You know what I think? I think you're too nice for your own good." She leaned down and planted a kiss on Melisa's lips. "It's annoying as fuck, actually."

Melisa laughed against Isabella's mouth. "You're the worst."

"And yet, you still want to suck my dick," Isabella replied with a grin. "So what does that say about you?"

Before Melisa could answer, Isabella kissed her again, deeper this time. Her tongue traced Melisa's lower lip before pushing inside, demanding and familiar. Melisa moaned, her earlier worries temporarily forgotten as her body responded to the kitsune's touch.

Isabella pulled back, her eyes dark with desire.

"We can talk politics after you finish what you started."

And just like that, Melisa was on her knees again, taking Isabella's now fully erect cock into her mouth, letting the physical pleasure drown out her moral dilemma. At least for a little while.

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"You want to what?" Melistair's voice rose sharply, drawing stares from the other occupants of Javir's living room.

Evening had settled over Syux, and the celebration had given way to a more serious atmosphere once Melisa had shared Vira's request with everyone.

"I didn't say I was going to do it," Melisa countered, crossing her arms. "I said I was considering it."

"There's nothing to consider," her father insisted, his red eyes blazing. "That man ordered an attack on this house. On your mother, on Hazel. He's responsible for deaths across the city."

"I know that," Melisa said, her voice tight.

Melistair looked ready to continue his tirade, but Margaret placed a hand on his arm.

"Let's hear everyone out," she suggested gently. "This affects all of us."

Javir, who had been quietly contemplating from her seat near the fireplace, finally spoke. "There might be political considerations worth thinking about."

All eyes turned to her.

"What do you mean?" Melisa asked.

"Queen Aria is still establishing her rule," Javir explained. "How she handles Koros's execution will set a precedent. If she's seen as too merciless towards nim, it could inflame tensions further."

"Or it could show strength," Raven countered from her position against the wall, her voice flat as always. "Deter future rebellions."

Kimiko, who had been unusually silent, leaned forward in her chair.

"Javir's right," she said, surprisingly serious for once. "Execute Koros, and he becomes a martyr for every disgruntled nim in Syux. His sister will tell the story of how she begged the queen for mercy and was denied."

"So we should care about optics more than justice?" Melistair demanded.

"We should care about what happens next," Kimiko replied, her normally playful eyes hard. "Dead men tell no tales, but their grieving sisters do. And those tales spread."

Armia, who had been sitting beside Isabella on the sofa, shifted uncomfortably.

"The military would support execution," she said quietly. "It's the standard punishment for treason."

"But is it the right punishment?" Melisa asked, more to herself than anyone else.

The room fell silent for a moment.

"Maybe death is too easy," Raven said suddenly. Everyone turned to look at her. "I've seen the royal prisons. Life imprisonment might be a worse fate than a quick execution."

"Raven has a point," Isabella said, her tail swishing thoughtfully. "Plus, keeping him alive means he can be interrogated later. Maybe give up names of other conspirators."

Melisa hadn't considered that angle.

"That's... actually a good point."

"I'm capable of them occasionally," Isabella replied with a wink.

Melistair stood up abruptly.

"I can't believe we're even having this conversation. The man is a terrorist and a murderer."

"And I'm not disagreeing," Melisa said, frustrated. "I'm just trying to consider all sides."

"There aren't 'sides' to consider when someone tries to kill your family, Melisa," her father snapped.

The tension in the room thickened.

Javir cleared her throat.

"Perhaps we should sleep on it," she suggested diplomatically. "It's been a long day, and these decisions shouldn't be made in the heat of emotion."

Melistair looked like he wanted to argue further, but Margaret stood and took his hand.

"Javir's right," she said softly. "Let's get some rest."

One by one, everyone began to disperse. Isabella stretched and yawned dramatically.

"Well, this has been sufficiently awkward. I'm heading home. Coming, Mom?"

Kimiko rose gracefully, adjusting her barely-there clothing.

"Yes, it's getting late." She approached Melisa and gave her a knowing look. "Trust your instincts, dear. They've served you well so far."

Armia and Raven also prepared to leave, exchanging quiet words that Melisa couldn't hear.

As the four of them headed for the door, Melisa watched them go with a mixture of relief and frustration. The conversation had left her with more questions than answers, and Vira was expecting a response soon.

What was the right thing to do? What was the smart thing to do? And were they even the same in this case?

[Fuck, why does everything have to be so complicated?]

She still had no idea what she was going to tell Vira. Or Aria, for that matter. The weight of the decision pressed down on her, heavy and unyielding.

Outside, the first stars of evening were appearing in the darkening sky. Somewhere in the lower quarter of the city, Vira was waiting, clinging to the hope that Melisa would help save her brother's life.

And Melisa still didn't know if she should.

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