While you were waiting on your teammates and discussing with them, (re)learning to know them, Gwenaëlle was guided by her mysterious "mistress" toward the inexplicably magically-resistant prisoner that was to become her meal. Not that Gwen didn't know the way to the mistress' secret jail, but the evil woman didn't trust her slave-succubus fully.
Gwen was unceremoniously thrown into the magically-resistant person's cell, before she heard the door being locked and the mistress departing. She then saw her future victim coming toward her, asking "are you alright, miss?" a worried look on his face, despite Gwen not being disguised. That said, the man looked familiar to her…
"DAISUKE?!?" Suddenly exclaimed the young Gwenaëlle. But no, it wasn't possible, the man seemed to be in his 40, maybe even 50. It wasn't that long ago she was turned into a succubus, was it?
"Do I know you, miss?"
"Wait, you really are Daisuke? Daisuke Suzuki?" At his nod, Gwen wanted to cry, too bad she didn't have any tear ducts. "I know it's hard to believe but that place, it force a new life on you and literally erase your old one, so nobody beside you remember it. But before it turned me into a succubus I was your childhood friend, a girl named Gwenaëlle, although you somehow believed me to be a boy named Gwendal when we were little."
"DALE?!? So that's why nobody else remembered you once you disappeared?"
"Yeah…" Hesitantly answered the succubus, not understanding how her friend could remember her old life. "The owner of the shop turned me into her succubus slave, forcing me to make sure peoples put on her cursed costumes, turning them into more otherworldly being, which she would also force to work for her. She also wanted me to make you my next ‘meal’, since you're immune to both her magic and the mall's, which show how little she truly know about succubi."
Daisuke knew his friend was right, he DID have a succubus ancestor on his mother's side of the family after all. One that had a sufficiently important part in his life for him to call her ‘granny’ even if there was, in truth, far more generations than that between the two of them.
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Meanwhile Emiko and Mai Suzuki, respectively your mother and sister, where worried about both you and your father and were searching the two of you, which somehow put them in front of the magical mall. For them it was closed, but it wouldn't be enough to stop your worried mom.
All her worries and frustration awoke the latent yuki-onna genes she had. Emiko didn't notice how her fingers and toes turned into sharp talons seemingly made of ice, nor that doors broke because of how cold the air around her had turned. All she cared about was that she just gained entry to the place were she somehow felt her missing relatives were.
Mai decided to follow her transformed mother, who now sported blue eyes. Not that she wasn't shivering, from being both cold and scared by what just happened, but somehow she knew it was still the same mother that loved her so much and would never want to hurt her.