Chapter 39: Alone
Saturday afternoon.
After a long duo-queue game, Wen Yang stretched and got up from his chair, ready to leave for his tutoring session.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” Ning Chu asked.
“I’ll grab something from the cafeteria on the way. Ordering delivery is too expensive.”
Today, Ning Chu was unusually cheerful, eagerly waiting for Wen Yang to leave. She hurried over, handing him a jacket. “Be careful on your way.”
“Mm.” Wen Yang felt like she was acting like a wife sending her husband off to work. A gentle smile appeared on his face, though his eyes shifted to another jacket on the desk. “I’ll just wear this one. I’ve only worn it twice...”
That jacket is mine now!
“Wear the new one.” Ning Chu rejected him with a look of disdain. “You’ve been wearing that one for two days and haven’t washed it.”
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“Jackets don’t get dirty that easily...” Wen Yang muttered, but he still took the jacket Ning Chu handed him and put it on. “Alright, I’m off then.”
“Bye~”
As the door closed and Wen Yang disappeared from sight, Ning Chu wasted no time slipping into his jacket.
The protagonist aura was now in place!
She felt a sudden sense of security, no longer worried that any creepy intruders would appear in the dorm.
Ning Chu locked the door, drew the curtains, and the dormitory was plunged into darkness.
The only remaining issue was when Zhang Shaoqing might return. If he showed up unexpectedly, who knew what might happen?
Quickly, she pulled out her phone and texted him, “When are you coming back? And bring me a Coke, the cold kind.”
“Damn, I’ve got a wedding to attend. Probably won’t be back until tomorrow morning,” Zhang Shaoqing responded, with his usual online language full of expletives. “Get your own damn Coke.”
Perfect, she thought with relief.
All potential interruptions had been eliminated.
Zhang Shaoqing was busy at a relative’s wedding, Wang Jie was in another city with his girlfriend, and Wen Yang had gone to the city for his tutoring job. With the commute, he wouldn’t be back for hours at the very least.
It was going to be an uninterrupted afternoon.
She had always thought of herself as a man, but now here she was, scheming to relieve her... tensions.
When she had first become a girl, she couldn’t even bring herself to look at her new body, let alone touch it. Even going to the bathroom had been an embarrassing ordeal.
Now, she had been confessed to by a man, kissed by a man, and even... tempted a man. Somewhere along the way, her dignity had been trampled on and lost.
But now there was a new problem.
Ning Chu didn’t feel anything at the moment...
She sat at her computer, yawning, her mind filled with nothing but sleepiness, completely devoid of any desire.
“This doesn’t make sense.”
After so many attempts to suppress her urges, her body was like embers, ready to ignite at the slightest gust of wind.
But no matter how much she tried to fill her mind with dirty thoughts, it was like she had entered a premature state of enlightenment, completely unaffected.
After a moment of thought, she opened a website Lily had once sent her—a place to study more... intimate content. Propping her chin on her hand, she scrolled through novels that piqued her interest.
“The art is disgusting... ew, no.”
“This is way too big, it’s terrifying.”
“This one looks okay, but... why so plain for a smut story?”
She scrolled through the pages, occasionally clicking on a title that caught her eye, but after about ten minutes, she just felt more sleepy.
She started to understand why she felt no interest.
Maybe she was subconsciously rejecting the idea?
It wasn’t like this was a forced episode of arousal after completing a mission, nor a random, illogical dream. There wasn’t even a man around to stir her body’s instincts. In this calm and rational state, she simply didn’t want to do anything to herself.
But this was such a good opportunity! If she didn’t take advantage of it, the next time she lost control, she might end up throwing herself at the nearest man. What would she do then?
Ning Chu looked down at the jacket draped over her shoulders.
She hesitated for a moment before pulling the collar up to her nose, sniffing gently. There was a faint hint of Wen Yang’s scent, mixed with a slight, not unpleasant trace of sweat.
“Ugh!” She recoiled, lifting her head. “Isn’t this something only perverts do?!”
And fantasizing about Wen Yang while comforting herself...
The shame hit her, and her ears started to burn, her cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink.
Her heart began to race, and the blush slowly crept down her neck. The shame seemed to act as a spark, reigniting the embers in her lower abdomen, setting them ablaze.
“This is too perverted.”
Ning Chu groaned, collapsing onto the desk.
The intense embarrassment made her hands tremble. She bit her lip, but now that the moment had arrived, she couldn’t bring herself to take action.
The thoughts she had tried to suppress came flooding back, everything she had read filling her mind. Her breathing grew heavier, each exhale warm with anticipation.
Her legs pressed together unconsciously, her thighs rubbing lightly against each other.
She could feel the pleasure building, a tingling sensation shooting up her spine like electricity.
Her leg muscles tensed as wave after wave of pleasure grew stronger, and she found herself gasping for breath.
Even without doing anything, this felt... pretty nice...
“Bang bang bang!”
“!!!”
Ning Chu’s heart nearly stopped. Her entire body tensed, her back straightened, and her legs twitched with the beginnings of a cramp.
“Ning Chu! I brought Lily to play with you! Aren’t you happy?”
She slumped onto the desk, too weak to move.
“Ning Chu! You said when Wen Yang left for tutoring, you’d come to my dorm, right? You’re not there, are you?”
“W-Wait... hold on...” Ning Chu stammered, panicking. She wanted to rush to the bathroom to freshen up, but her legs were too weak to support her, and she could barely stand even by holding onto the desk for support.
“You’re not... doing something, are you?”
The door opened anyway.
But who cared? They were all succubi, all girls—nothing to be embarrassed about!
Ning Chu leaned against the wall, shooting Yan Xinya a weak, exhausted glare.
Her face still carried a rosy flush, her eyes glossy with a dazed look, a tear clinging to the corner of her eye. Sweat had matted her hair to her forehead and cheeks, leaving her looking both disheveled and alluring.
Yan Xinya took one quick look, sniffed the air, and immediately dragged Lily into the room.
“What the hell are you thinking?! This is a boys’ dorm!” She rushed to lock the door, terrified that some guy might see Ning Chu in this state.
Lily glanced at Ning Chu, then at the website still open on the computer screen. Feeling guilty, she averted her eyes, wondering if she had corrupted an innocent child.
“Go take a shower!” Yan Xinya pushed Ning Chu toward the balcony. “Next time, do this in my dorm, okay? At least it’s safer there, and Lily has plenty of toys for you to use.”
“...”
“What’s the matter? Too embarrassed to talk?”
No, I just haven’t recovered yet.
Damn it! I didn’t even get to touch myself, and being a girl is this... intense?!