412. Friday
On Friday evening, after a week of classes, Ning Chu clutched a delivery box as she and Wen Yang entered their rental apartment one after the other.
“What did you buy?”
“Nothing much, just some daily necessities.”
Wen Yang shrugged it off, plopping down onto the sofa and pulling out his mobile phone to plan his weekend night market stall inventory.
He glanced over at Ning Chu and said, “I’m heading out in a bit to restock. Gonna set up for a couple of hours tonight and I’ll be back a little later.”
“Where will you put your stuff?”
“Just leave it at home for now. It’s gonna be a bit messy.”
The apartment was only a one-bedroom with a bathroom, but it was sizable enough—around thirty to forty square meters. A few scattered items wouldn’t be a problem.
“I hate messiness… Just make sure you clean up!”
“Sure.”
“When are you leaving?”
Wen Yang noticed something off as he looked up to see Ning Chu staring at him anxiously, seemingly urging him to hurry up and leave.
It clicked. His gaze fell on the delivery box sitting on the desk, and he teased, “What did you buy that’s so scandalous?”
“N-no, nothing!”
Even though she had already shared her plans with Wen Yang, now that it was time to put them into action, Ning Chu found out her moral compass hadn’t shattered completely.
The gap between thinking it through and actually doing it was huge.
It was Friday night, Aunt Flo had left after nearly two days, and she’d learned all about it from Lily. Though she hadn’t practiced it yet, at least her theoretical knowledge was top-notch.
If it weren’t for Ning Chu’s reluctance, Lily would probably have dragged her to the girls’ dorm to try it out. This kind of thing was better done alone; otherwise, her sense of shame would explode!
Lily loved playing with toys, but did she really love tying herself up when she was alone?
“Are we having a late-night snack?”
“Aunt Flo just left yesterday, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”
“Barbecue or Stinky Tofu Egg Burger?”
“……”
Ning Chu paused for a moment, too embarrassed to look at Wen Yang’s teasing expression, and mumbled with a flushed face, “Barbecue, let’s just order four or five dishes.”
“Okay.”
Unable to contain her curiosity, she turned to ask, “If you’re setting up a stall, at least you have a tricycle, right? Otherwise, how will you carry your stuff?”
“I’m just bringing a suitcase to attach to the front of a shared bike.”
“That works…”
Wen Yang had a knack for planning things out. He was much steadier than Ning Chu, who often just went with the flow.
In this regard, she didn’t need to worry too much.
But she still couldn’t help but warn, “I heard the city management sometimes checks for illegal stalls, be careful.”
“Don’t worry, I can run fast.”
“Just don’t get swept away by some cute lady customer.”
“Do you not trust me at all?”
Wen Yang stretched, stood up and said, “I’m off now. I should be back by eleven or twelve.”
“Bye~”
“Once I succeed with the stall, we should open a little shop together and you can be the Boss Lady,” he joked while putting on his coat and grabbing the empty suitcase.
Ning Chu nodded confidently, “Definitely, we can make it happen!”
For a moment, Wen Yang didn’t know what to say.
Although he was indeed the male protagonist in Ning Chu’s story, he didn’t believe in any protagonist aura.
His self-deprecating humor was taken seriously by Ning Chu, making him scratch his head with an awkward smile.
“I’m off.”
“Stay safe!”
Ning Chu insisted on seeing him out.
Her head poked out the door as she watched Wen Yang wave back to her, his figure disappearing down the hallway.
“He’s gone…”
“Let’s see how this goes!”
She closed the door and locked it, returning to her desk to open the delivery box with a fruit kn*fe.
Inside was a ten-meter long bundle of black cotton rope. This store’s ropes had received rave reviews from Lily—it was soft, skin-friendly, and perfect for tying things up, not too expensive either, around thirty bucks.
As she grabbed the rope, the thought of what she was about to do made her face heat up, and she felt a wave of warmth rising to her brain, like a pressure cooker ready to blow.
“When I first crossed over, I never imagined I’d be in a situation like this…”
Thinking back to her innocent self, who once worked hard to avoid such things, the feeling of shame washed over her even stronger now.
Not only was she giving herself away freely, but she was also voluntarily engaging in these strange antics.
What was supposed to be a fantasy afterthought had ended up right in her lap.
“I’m such a pervert~”
Once again, she felt regret for writing that little emperor story, but somewhere in the shadows, excitement tingled at her nerves.
Ning Chu bit her lip, pulled out her phone, and checked her notes from the past few days.
She never took notes during class, but did jot them down while discussing things with Lily.
It was funny—Lily hadn’t even held a guy’s hand yet, and was stuttering while talking to people, but here she was, all set to teach herself. Who knew which lucky—or unlucky—man would end up with her?
Following the steps in her notes, Ning Chu folded the rope in half and secured it around her neck. Looking down at the heavy outer coat she hadn’t removed yet, she took the rope off again.
First, she needed to take a shower and rinse off the rope—didn’t want any dirt!
She also needed to re-read the details of the scene to try to act out both characters as best as she could.
Ning Chu was a little anxious… and kind of scared.
Sure, the sisters in the book were easily defeated by Wen Yang, but she had to manage both roles!
Turning on the AC, Ning Chu pulled out a thin silk nightgown from her wardrobe and headed to the bathroom with the cotton rope.
Whether it was because of her succubus traits or just the short time she’d been here, standing n*ked in front of the mirror, her skin was still soft and rosy, smooth like a pampered little child.
Her rear wasn’t too big but had a nice roundness that, combined with her slender waist, formed a perfect curve.
Without any underwear, her ample bosom still stood proud. C cup or not, it fit her slender frame well; there was nothing grotesque about it.
“Thank goodness it didn’t get any bigger…”
Ning Chu liked a bit of size, but the proportions in those hentai comics were way over her aesthetic limit, which made her prefer the flatter ones instead.
Glimpsing her current figure, she sighed, turning on the shower head and feeling the water temperature.
“Getting a bit too sultry now~”
“And me too…”
“As a succubus, I’m definitely getting more qualified…”
While musing, Ning Chu quickly took a shower, changed into her nightgown, and hopped into bed with the cotton rope.
The AC kept the chill at bay as she draped the rope around herself, sitting cross-legged on the bed, poring over her notes and the little emperor story, figuring out how to give herself a turtle shell effect.
The book even had the sisters’ hands tied behind their backs… how was she supposed to manage that?
If she asked Wen Yang for help, it wouldn’t really fit the plot.
Ning Chu scratched her head, pondering how to clean herself up, tie herself up, and present herself on Wen Yang’s bed.
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The third update will depend on the situation; best to check back tomorrow morning!
