As the week’s classes wrapped up on Friday evening, Ning Chu carried a delivery box into the rental apartment, walking in just behind Wen Yang.
“What did you buy?”
“Nothing much, just some daily necessities.”
Wen Yang didn’t pay much attention and sank into the sofa, looking down at his phone to plan the items for his weekend market stall.
He said to Ning Chu, “I need to go out in a bit to get some wholesale goods. I’ll set up a stall outside tonight for a couple of hours and might be back a little late.”
“Where are you planning to put your stuff?”
“I’ll keep it here for now. It might get a bit messy.”
Though their rental apartment was just a one-bedroom with a bathroom, it was spacious enough, roughly 30-40 square meters, so storing a few goods temporarily wasn’t much of an issue.
“I don’t like clutter... make sure to tidy it up afterward.”
“Got it.”
“When are you heading out?”
Sensing something unusual, Wen Yang looked up, only to see Ning Chu watching him eagerly, almost as if she were impatiently waiting for him to leave.
He quickly caught on, glancing at the delivery box on the desk with a teasing smile. “Did you buy something that can’t be seen?”
“No, nothing like that.”
Although she had shared her plans with Wen Yang, now that it ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ was actually time to go through with them, Ning Chu realized she hadn’t completely abandoned her sense of decency.
Talking about it and actually doing it were worlds apart.
It was already Friday night, her period had ended a couple of days ago, and she’d graduated from Lily’s "training." Though she hadn’t practiced yet, she at least had the theoretical knowledge.
If it weren’t for Ning Chu’s reluctance, Lily would have likely dragged her to try it out in the girls’ dorm already. This kind of thing, however, was best done solo; otherwise, her shame would skyrocket.
So, not only does Lily enjoy using toys, but could it be that she also enjoys binding herself when alone?
“Do you want a late-night snack tonight?”
“Didn’t my period just end yesterday? Isn’t it not the best idea?”
“Barbecue, stinky tofu, egg burgers?”
“...”
Ning Chu hesitated for a moment, avoiding Wen Yang’s teasing expression, and muttered quietly with a blushing face, “Barbecue, just get around forty or fifty.”
“Alright.”
She couldn’t help her curiosity and asked, “When setting up the stall, you’re at least going to have a three-wheeler, right? How else would you transport the goods?”
“I’m planning to use a suitcase and put it on a shared bike’s front rack.”
“That could work...”
Wen Yang had a well-thought-out approach, a stark contrast to Ning Chu’s spontaneous nature. She rarely needed to worry about his plans.
Still, she couldn’t help but remind him, “I heard sometimes city enforcers crack down on street vendors, so be careful.”
“Don’t worry, I can run fast.”
“Just don’t get charmed away by any pretty female customers.”
“Do you really not trust me?”
Stretching and getting up, Wen Yang said, “I’m heading out now. I’ll probably be back around eleven or twelve.”
“Oh~ bye-bye~”
“When my stall becomes a big success, we’ll open a little shop together. You can be the boss lady.” He shrugged on his coat, picked up his empty suitcase, and made the comment offhandedly.
Ning Chu nodded enthusiastically. “Definitely going to happen!”
For a moment, Wen Yang didn’t know what to say. Although he was technically the protagonist of Ning Chu’s story, he didn’t believe in any kind of protagonist’s luck.
His self-mockery had been taken seriously by Ning Chu, making him scratch his head with a wry smile.
“See you.”
“Stay safe!”
Eagerly, Ning Chu watched Wen Yang out the door.
She poked her head out, watching him wave as he disappeared down the hallway.
“He’s gone...”
“Let’s give it a try!”
Once the door was locked, Ning Chu returned to her desk, picked up a fruit knife, and opened the delivery box.
Inside was a ten-meter length of black cotton rope. The rope had received rave reviews from Lily, who claimed it was soft, skin-friendly, and suitable for binding. It wasn’t too expensive either, costing just over thirty yuan.
Grabbing the rope, Ning Chu blushed as she thought about what she was about to do, feeling a surge of heat building in her head, turning her mind into a steaming pressure cooker.
“Never imagined, back when I first got here, that I’d end up doing this...”
Reflecting on her formerly innocent self, her past struggles to resist being dominated, she felt a renewed sense of embarrassment.
Not only had she surrendered to the idea, but now she was even voluntarily trying out these unusual tricks.
This was clearly something she’d only imagined in her fantasies, but it had somehow turned into her reality.
“I’m so messed up~”
After mentally reprimanding herself for her past interest in writing such risqué stories, an eager anticipation tingled in a hidden part of her mind, quietly thrilling her nerves.
Ning Chu pursed her lips, pulled out her phone, and opened her notes.
She wasn’t in the habit of taking notes during class, but she’d diligently taken notes when discussing these topics with Lily.
Lily, who hadn’t even held hands with a guy and stammered when speaking to others, had somehow taught herself enough to be practically self-sufficient. She wondered which guy would be fortunate—or unfortunate—enough to experience her skills in the future...
Following the steps from her notes, Ning Chu folded the rope in half and placed it around her neck. Glancing down at her thick coat, she took the rope off again.
Better take a shower first and rinse the rope a bit, just in case.
She’d also need to study the plot details for this scene to pull off a convincing solo act as both sisters.
Ning Chu felt a mix of anticipation and nerves.
Even though the twins were pushovers in the story, she still had to handle both roles on her own.
Turning on the heater in her room, Ning Chu grabbed a thin silk nightgown from her wardrobe and headed to the bathroom with the rope.
Perhaps due to her succubus physique or the short time she’d spent here, her skin remained flawlessly pink, soft, and smooth, like that of a pampered child.
Her hips weren’t large, but they were perky and full, creating a perfect curve with her slim waist.
Even without a bra, her ample chest still stood firm; her C-cup size was generous but fit her slender frame without looking exaggerated.
“Thank goodness they haven’t grown any bigger...”
Although Ning Chu liked a fuller figure, the sizes depicted in adult comics often went beyond her aesthetic preferences, making her lean toward petite figures in those stories.
Gazing at her current figure, she sighed softly, turned on the shower, and tested the water temperature.
“My body’s becoming more seductive...”
“And so am I...”
“I’m really becoming a proper succubus...”
Reflecting on herself, Ning Chu quickly washed up, changed into her nightgown, and rushed to the bed with the rope in hand.
With the room heating keeping her warm, she draped the rope over herself, sitting cross-legged on the bed, reading her notes and the story.
She planned to try out a “tortoise-shell binding” on herself.
In the book, the hands were bound behind the waist...but how could she manage that alone?
Getting Wen Yang to help would mess with the storyline.
Scratching her head, Ning Chu pondered how to pull off tying herself up and getting onto Wen Yang’s bed by herself.
She couldn’t help but be a bit hesitant. Although this wasn’t the first time she’d been in an embarrassing situation since arriving in this world, preparing for something like this took an entirely different kind of courage. After all, she was about to recreate her own story’s scenarios, experiencing them firsthand.
With one last deep breath, she steadied herself, focusing on her plan. She’d figure it out step by step, learning as she went.
