Succubus Hunting Tournament

"Ha, ha..."

Marco ran through the dense jungle, every now and then inclining his head as if he was observing something, then immediately turned back and resumed running furiously.

His forehead was covered in sweat from the strenuous exercise and panic, but he didn't even bother to wipe them off and just focused on escaping deeper and deeper.

Hide and never be found.

That was the only thought in his mind right now.

In the evening wind, the branches and leaves of this forest emit a quiet rustling sound. It must have been a beautiful sight: Strolling in the jungle, looking at the bright moon through the gaps of the dense treelines, resting on a fallen tree trunk.

But Marco didn't have the slightest idea of such leisure. He hated to see all these branches and leaves that made annoying noises. He wanted them all cut down so that he wouldn't have to be scared.

"Why did you run away, big brother? It's not good to play with others~"