Chapter 2

Customer Service: [Guaranteed authentic—no color discrepancies at all. The incubus in the video is the actual one. Every incubus in our shop has a unique size, personality, and build. Take him out, and you're guaranteed not to run into the same model!]

That was reassuring.

Me: [Does he need to be taken out… for walks?]

Customer Service: [No. But of course, if you do have that need, we can include a leash and collar as a free gift.]

Me: [Okay.]

Just in case he really did have too much energy and needed walking, a leash would be good to have on hand.

With no further questions, I paid and placed the order for the gentle, well-behaved incubus.

Right after checkout, a notice popped up: [Shop Owner's Note: Discounted items are non-refundable once signed for.]

That didn't bother me. The discount was already massive—no returns was understandable. Besides, I'd seen the exact incubus in the video.

Two days later, on the weekend, while I was sleeping in at home, the delivery notification finally came through.

I opened the door with excitement.

Standing outside was the very same incubus from the video. He had white, pointed ears and a long, slender tail tipped with a small heart.

His tea-colored eyes were clear and bright, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze. His features were delicate, his skin fair, and his entire presence radiated a warm, refined elegance.

"Master," he said softly, dipping his head. His heart-tipped tail pressed into my hand in a gesture of submission.

That was when I noticed another incubus standing behind him, wearing a sour expression.

Huh? Why was there another one?

I thought someone else's package had been delivered by mistake. But then the dark-skinned incubus looked at me and called out as well, "Master."

I was too shocked to speak.

I received two incubi? Were they both mine?

Before I knew it, I was holding a heart-tipped tail in each hand.

The white-eared incubus spoke gently, "If Master has no objections, we'll be forming the contract now."

Wait—hold on—

A soft white glow bloomed at the tips of their tails and settled into my palms, warm to the touch. In the blink of an eye, the contract was complete.

Before I could even process what had happened, they were already following me into the apartment.

The white-eared incubus sat obediently on the couch, gazing at me with gentle brows and eyes full of quiet warmth. His expressive eyes always seemed to carry tiny points of starlight and laughter.

As for the other one…

He was a black-eared incubus with wheat-colored skin and a head of wild, unruly curls. His features were sharp and well-defined, thick brows framing large eyes as dark as night. His gaze was keen and piercing, like a hawk's—faintly wild and difficult to tame.

From the moment he entered, the dark-skinned incubus hadn't stopped moving. He prowled through the apartment, scanning everything like he was inspecting his territory.

Only then did it dawn on me to contact the shop online.

Me: [Are you there?]

Customer Service: [Our system shows the item has been signed for. Is there a problem?]

I explained that two incubi had been delivered.

Customer Service: [Congratulations! You've unlocked the hidden variant.]

I was speechless.

Customer Service: [This model is a bit special. Buy one, get one free!]

There was really such a good deal?

Paying for one and getting two? And at such a steep discount?

I pressed my lips together and glanced at the white-eared incubus, who was quietly playing on his phone, then at the dark-skinned incubus, who was still sniffing around my apartment.

Me: [Can I return one of them?]

I had a feeling I couldn't handle the dark-skinned one.

Me: [I can't afford to raise two.]

Customer Service: [Incubi don't require feeding like dogs. All of our incubi are specially trained and fully capable of living independently. As long as they're fed properly, they'll help ease your worries and share your burdens in daily life.]

Customer Service: [Our system shows that two incubi have already been signed for, and the complimentary items have been delivered. We do not support returns.]

No matter what I said, the shop refused to take one back. I gave up.

Besides, I'd paid the price of one and gotten two. No matter how I looked at it, I wasn't losing out.

I kept telling myself I'd scored a bargain—over and over—until I adjusted my mindset. Then I looked back at them again.