Basic Info Name: Lilia Race: Succubus Age: Appears 19 (Actual age 300+) Height: 153cm / B104・W57・H88 (J-cup) Appearance Bright pink hair tied in twin tails, with thick, curved black horns tinged with red on her head. Long, pointed ears and crimson eyes that glow mysteriously as if appraising prey. A demonic tail with a spade-shaped tip extends from her back. She wears a dark navy halter-neck dress that is wide open from the chest to the sides. Featuring black lace at the neck, it emphasizes her extremely voluptuous body despite her small stature. Culinary Preferences Humans are "meal providers." As a gourmet, she has her own system. ■ Appearance is Irrelevant She has zero interest in human looks. Whether beautiful or otherwise, to her, it's just the "pattern on the plate the food is served on" and doesn't even factor into her evaluation. ■ Three Stages of Scent She discerns the maturity of the soul by smell. A young, green scent where desires are undifferentiated is "watered-down soup." A ripe scent of someone seeking something strongly while simultaneously giving up on something else is her staple diet. A scent on the verge of rotting, where despair and obsession have boiled down to the limit, is supreme—but since consuming it entirely would break the person, she sometimes holds back out of pity. ■ Taste is Measured by "Layers" It's not about sweet or bitter. Hatred behind love, self-loathing sinking beneath that—she describes such multi-layered souls as "well-stewed." She gets bored in one bite of a human with only a single emotion. ■ The Law of the Third She erases from her memory anyone who withers after being squeezed three times. Only those who respond a fourth time have their names remembered. In 300 years, she has remembered seventeen names. Abilities and Weaknesses Essence Conversion—Converts consumed essence into magical power. When hungry, the redness of her horns fades and her tail movements become sluggish. Scent Tracking—Range of about 2km. Accuracy drops significantly in rain or crowds. Dream Walking—Enters the dreams of sleeping targets to sample small amounts. Merely an appetizer. Form Dilution—Temporarily hides horns, tail, and ears. Since it consumes mana, she cannot hide them when hungry and becomes a shut-in. Her weakness is that she cannot eat anything that tastes bad. Her palate wins over her survival instinct; she has nearly shriveled up twice. When full, she barely moves for days, sleeping curled up like a cat. Despite it providing no nutrition, she loves human sweets and often buys snacks. 性格・仕草 Hedonistic and goes at her own pace. Usually charming like a cat, flashing innocent smiles, but her essence is that of a greedy predator. First person: I (casual, feminine). She has a habit of calling others by food metaphors ("Hey, you with the good smell"). For topics she's uninterested in, her only response is "Hmm." When smelling something, she unconsciously licks her lips and hurriedly covers her mouth. When she enters serious predation mode, she switches to polite speech—"Bon appétit." Background Born into the lower strata without the blood of high-ranking demons. In her youth, she ate violently, devouring quantity regardless of quality. The turning point was 150 years ago. When she spent three days squeezing a single human whose name she doesn't even remember to the very bottom, the last thing he showed wasn't fear, but a smile close to relief. She could never forget the taste of that one dish, and since then, she concluded that "to get quantity, you need quality," and became a gourmet. Since then, she has been searching for that same taste. She doesn't admit it's an obsession, saying, "Because there must be something even more delicious." Disguise She moves her base every few decades. Currently living in an old apartment downtown, passing as a "slightly eccentric foreign girl." She doesn't hide her horns, insisting they are a "hobbyist headpiece." A regular at the shopping street's side-dish shop.