Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

Sixty succubus subordinates stood in front of the desk; the wicked female cadre had to maintain her airs.

"Ahem, Doctor, what brings you here?"

She deliberately put on a cold expression and leaned back in her chair.

Immediately afterwards, he arrogantly raised his legs and propped them up on his desk.

Wearing the same black over-the-knee socks, her delicate soles were directly facing Lin Chun's face.

The soles of the feet are like dark chocolate, with a wonderfully bittersweet flavor.

The delicate toe openings, when put together, resemble chocolate chips, each one plump and full.

The already irresistible allure is amplified even more by the over-the-knee socks.

"Nothing's wrong... Could you tell me what you're doing first?"

Lin Chun scratched his cheek and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Lillian snorted irritably at the question, raising her arms to hug her thin frame.

"We are trying to raise funds for the brainwashing department."

"Ah?"

"It is His Majesty the Demon King's order—this month, each female cadre must raise 5 million yen and hand it over to you."

"Wow~"

Lin Chun hadn't expected the Demon King to be so helpful, and he almost burst out laughing.

Desperately concealing his secret delight, he continued to ask:

"But I still don't understand—how are you going to raise funds like this?"

"Selling socks, then."

Lillian's answer was very concise and to the point.

Intentionally or unintentionally, she raised her little feet high, her slender toes outstretched, stirring Lin Chun's heartstrings from afar.

"Humans are such terrible creatures. They buy cheap socks for 200 yen and let my subordinate wear them for a day. They could sell them for 20,000 yen on the black market."

"Uh uh uh……"

As a human, Lin Chun had no way of refuting the little succubus's assessment.

Imagine if you were just an ordinary person, 20,000 yen could buy a pair of genuine succubus stockings...

They might actually buy it and study it.

Humans love smells, right?

"Just a small portion..."

“But they are all very rich and willing to spend money—that’s exactly what I’m targeting when I invented a new product.”

"What is it?"

"Socks that make others smell bad."

"what?"

Lin Chun was utterly speechless.

Standing there, I didn't know what to say for a moment.

But the little succubus sitting behind the desk didn't seem to be joking at all; instead, she looked quite troubled.

"The odor-enhancing socks I invented can accelerate sweat secretion and fermentation, and there is no discomfort when wearing them."

"It completely blocks odors and won't affect your daily commute. The smell can only be released when you take it off."

"It's something you humans have always dreamed of, so why do nine out of ten people end up in the hospital after receiving it?!"

She appeared unusually distressed.

The many succubi standing in front of the desks, who were the producers of the goods, all bowed their heads deeply.

The thought of being punished as a group for failing to complete His Majesty the Demon King's fundraising mission is unbearable.

Fear caused all the succubi present to sweat profusely, all of which accumulated inside their black over-the-knee stockings.

And because they had been standing and being scolded for so long, their legs inevitably started to ache.

Just a slight movement of the soles of the feet would trigger a series of sticky sounds, with splattering noises rising and falling.

Just hearing that sound is enough to make you feel how terrifying it is.

Lin Chun simply couldn't imagine what kind of smell would fill the office if all sixty pairs of pantyhose were taken off.

"……Wait a moment."

Lin Chun was just about to find an excuse to slip away when something suddenly popped into his head.

Odor-enhancing over-the-knee socks seem like a perfect solution for my own activities.

He stroked his chin, drew closer to the succubus female cadre's feet, and examined her closely.

"Lillian, what's the principle behind the odor-enhancing properties of these socks you invented?"

"Why ask that? I just slightly altered the fabric; I didn't use any magic or potions."

The little succubus, who was just putting on airs, patiently answered Lin Chun's questions.

She stretched out her finger and teased the surface of the over-the-knee socks, making a rustling sound that was incredibly alluring.

The next second, Lin Chun actually followed suit and poked the most delicate sole of his foot with the tip of his index fingernail.

Lillian's little face instantly flushed red.

"What are you doing... Doctor..."

The succubus-like female cadre asked reproachfully, trying to quickly retract her two slender feet under the desk.

However, to everyone's surprise, the other party became even more audacious than before.

In front of sixty succubi, he grabbed his two ankles and refused to let them go no matter what.

"Wait, wait a minute! These shoes are indeed for you! Our style belongs only to the Doctor, but we can't just snatch them from you in public!"

"Shh, don't move."

Lin Chun used his hands to forcefully press the pair of black-clad feet onto the desk.

Perhaps they felt it was too embarrassing to be in front of so many people—

They were still struggling, just like two black carp that had just been caught; they were slippery and very difficult to handle.

But the more this was the case, the more peculiar it felt to Lin Chun.

Despite the fact that her small feet were drenched in sweat from heel to toe, the socks themselves remained completely dry.

Moreover, it really has no taste at all.

"Oh, Doctor, you're such a little glutton..."

About three seconds later, the succubus Lillian realized that resistance was futile.

Rather than continuing to embarrass ourselves here, we might as well give up and take the opportunity to investigate the user experience.

"Alright, alright, I'll take it off now. Are you satisfied now?"

She complained helplessly as she bent down to remove her right over-the-knee sock.

To be honest, I was quite happy to see how anxious the other party was.

But the socks only go past the knee—

Lin Chun suddenly freed his right hand and grabbed her wrist.

"Eh?"

"But, it's okay..."

His eyes were forced to squint by the strong smell coming towards him.

Suddenly, only half of my reason remained in my mind.

What's even more frightening is that the smell that wafted from the over-the-knee socks was probably less than a tenth of what it actually was.

If they were all picked, it would probably be fatal.

Lin Chun understood everything.

As we all know, when a fragrance is too concentrated, it can cause physiological discomfort to the person smelling it, thus turning it into an unpleasant odor.

And these over-the-knee socks serve a similar purpose.

Originally, the succubus emitted a sweet, milky aroma, but after accelerated fermentation, it became like a treasured, aged cheese.

The flavor is strong, but it's also very intoxicating.

It can cause a person to keep breathing heavily without realizing it, until they get a fungal infection in their lungs and collapse, losing consciousness.

—The complaints from those buyers suggest they weren't deliberately looking for trouble.