“Xiaoling, I just can’t shake off this uneasy feeling. Let’s go visit Su Qi again today! She should have rested up by now, right?”
On the morning after Su Qi returned from the Succubus Academy and her birthday had passed, the melodious voice of a young girl—Lin Xue—rang out in the Cangyou Wildcat Team.
The reason Lin Xue said Su Qi’s name openly to An Xiaoling, without any attempt to hide it, was simple.
After encountering the Beast King Monster in that corridor, Su Qi and several male members of the Wildcat Team had entered the statue’s Teleportation Array together.
Perhaps worried and confused, Lin Xue accidentally discovered that their loli teammate, An Xiaoling, had also figured out Su Qi’s true identity.
At this moment, in the Cangyou Wildcat Team, the three boys were all hospitalized on IV drips, completely drained after being squeezed dry in various ways at the Succubus Academy.
Since An Xiaoling already knew, there was naturally no need to keep hiding it.
Upon hearing Lin Xue’s uneasy suggestion, An Xiaoling’s delicate brows knitted slightly.
Actually, she felt the same vague unease deep in her heart as Lin Xue.
The evening before last, the three boys and Sister Ye Meifu had all appeared beside the statue looking utterly bedraggled, yet there had been no sign of Su Qi.
That intimidating succubus lady was nowhere to be seen either.
Somehow, An Xiaoling sensed something was off.
Then, yesterday, they received a message from the Adventurers’ Guild that Su Qi was safe.
After leaving the Saint Ruins, An Xiaoling and Lin Xue had gone searching for Su Qi as well.
Since Su Qi’s phone had been left behind in the Saint Ruins, and calls couldn’t get through, An Xiaoling and Lin Xue even tried visiting Su Qi’s house.
Lin Xue could faintly smell Su Qi’s scent in the room.
But maybe Su Qi was just too exhausted after the Succubus Academy’s trial—no matter how long they knocked on the door of room 1507, there was no answer.
(Note: Su Qi had already fallen asleep from exhaustion in room 1506.)
Because they were afraid of disturbing Su Qi’s rest, the two of them had given up yesterday.
That night, when they visited the three boys in the hospital and chatted with Lin Xue, An Xiaoling accidentally learned that Su Qi’s Wen Yin-jie might actually be her neighbor.
After returning home that evening, an unsettling thought surfaced in her mind.
The knocking had been quite loud, yet Su Qi hadn’t come to open the door.
Aside from being asleep, was it possible that the scent Lin Xue noticed wasn’t actually from Su Qi’s room, but from the next room over… Maybe Su Qi was next door, doing something intimate?
After all, in novels, the heroine usually gives herself after a major event.
What’s more, the three boys said they’d been to the Succubus Academy, and that Wen Yin-jie is a succubus herself.
It just felt like there was a connection between the two.
Hiss~~ Thinking of this, An Xiaoling had an unusually sleepless night.
Now, hearing that Lin Xue wanted to visit Su Qi early this morning, An Xiaoling quickly nodded her little head with determination.
And so, as the two beautiful girls, Lin Xue and An Xiaoling, set out from the Cangyou Wildcat Team—
Near the Lin Hidden Mansion,
Within the Lily Community, blooming with birdsong and flowers,
Building 3, Room 2202,
At this moment, a soft, sticky voice of a young girl rang out.
“Fufu-jie, I’m a bit worried about A Qi. Are you okay staying home alone?” The girl speaking was none other than Su Qi’s former best bro, now her good sister—Mo Yu.
Today, Mo Yu wasn’t wearing Su Qi’s all-too-familiar boy’s school uniform, nor was he dressed in the flashy getup of a magical girl.
Instead, he wore a very girlish tennis shirt and skirt, his smooth, black, shoulder-length bob draped softly over the shirt, making him look both well-behaved and innocent.
The slim, straight legs beneath the skirt, though unadorned, overflowed with youthful energy—there wasn’t a hint of a boy left. He looked just like a cute girl.
Seeing Mo Yu without his usual disguise in front of the mirror, he began swaying side to side to check his appearance.
Lying on the hospital bed in her holy Sister’s habit, Ye Fufu narrowed her bright, apricot eyes and teased, “Oh my, not bad, little Mo Yu. This outfit suits you really well. I bet your little childhood sweetheart will like it. Are you planning to win her over today? Oh right, want me to lend you a few cute little toys? I think you two could use them.”
As she spoke, the seemingly holy Sister Ye Fufu slowly opened the bedside drawer, pulled out a large box, and poured its contents—an assortment of items entirely at odds with her sacred image—onto the bed.
Then, under Mo Yu’s astonished gaze, she began to recommend them one by one.
“Hehe~ Little Mo Yu, see if there’s anything you like. Since both you and your little childhood sweetheart are the shy, introverted types, I wouldn’t suggest starting with anything too advanced. How about this Slime Core? It gets all sticky and gooey. This realistic—um, never mind this one…”
As Ye Fufu introduced one bizarre prop after another, sometimes suddenly switching them on for demonstration,
The pure-hearted Mo Yu quickly shook his two pale little hands, his delicate face turning bright pink layer by layer.
“N-no thanks, F-Fufu-jie, I’m leaving now, I’m going to find A Qi.”
Seeing the little Mo Yu—two years her junior and newly turned adult—flee out the door in a panic,
“No thanks, Fufufufufu-jie.”
Imitating Mo Yu’s flustered stammer with some mischief, Ye Fufu couldn’t help but curl her lips in a faint smile.
Really now, little Mo Yu, you’re way too pure.
Even if you usually pretend to be a boy, it never hurts for a girl to know about these things.
Still, teasing the youthful Mo Yu and watching her flee in embarrassment was pretty fun.
The only problem is, cleaning up is a hassle!
Looking at the heap of small props on the bed, the trouble-averse Ye Fufu rubbed her forehead in mild exasperation before starting to tidy up. As she put her frequently-used de-stress toys into the big box, Ye Fufu didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary.
But as she finished tidying up, she found a freebie from a prop purchase—a crudely made collar.
When Ye Fufu picked it up, she froze for a moment, and images from the Succubus Academy began to replay in her mind.
Su Qi’s little black whip landing lightly on her body, herself collapsing in a pretend faint.
After that, Su Qi, in her black leather shoes, stomped down on her, then personally fastened a collar, blindfold, and gag on her.
Amidst cheers from many succubi, Su Qi, like a victorious conqueror, yanked her prize forward, even making her call Su Qi “Master.”
At that moment, she was no longer the revered, respected Sister—she was… she was… something lowly.
As those scenes from the Succubus Academy replayed, Ye Fufu found her breath growing quicker without even realizing it.
Her soft, delicate hands, almost by instinct, moved into place.
“Hngh~ Master~”
Only when she unconsciously let out a sweet, whimpering moan did Ye Fufu snap out of her memories.
Returning to herself, she hurriedly tossed the collar onto the floor as if it were a hot potato.
When her hand inadvertently brushed her silken, holy legs, she felt a sensation smoother than usual…
For a moment, the sacred Sister stood frozen in place.
Don’t tell me I’ve awakened some strange fetish?
Th-this isn’t right!!!
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