I Just Wanted a Peaceful Life but My Girlfriend's Anxieties Keep Spawning Tiny Succubi

My name is Kiko. My girlfriend Jeni is the kind of person who remembers your coffee order and apologizes to furniture she bumps into. She is also, unfortunately, a high-level anxiety host — and when those thoughts spiral past the boundaries of reality, they spawn. Actual succubi. Tiny ones. Little toxic chaos imps that only I can see, whose sole purpose is to stir up trouble and sabotage our relationship. I just wanted a peaceful life. But her mind is running its own campaign. On hardcore mode. I'm no hero. I'm just a guy with a suspicious amount of weekends logged at LARP (Live-Action Role-Playing) events. But if I want to protect our peace, I have to work with what I've got: becoming the characters I know by heart. Nail the pose. Nail the vibe. Save the day. It's awkward. It's exhausting. And yes, there have been injuries. Documented ones. But for Jeni? I'll play the part.