As usual, Wen Yang woke up at exactly seven in the morning.
Opening his eyes, he looked down and found that at some point, Ning Chu had nearly pressed herself against his chest. Her delicate, exquisite face was just inches away.
A faint smile lingered at the corners of her lips, her brows relaxed, as if she were having a sweet dream.
His lingering drowsiness quickly faded, but he didn’t dare move, afraid of waking her up.
Outside the window, birds chirped crisply. In the distance, the murmured conversations of elderly early risers could be heard, along with the sound of vehicles passing through the village’s narrow roads. Amidst it all, the soft, even rhythm of Ning Chu’s breathing filled the quiet space.
The coat they had used as a makeshift blanket had long been kicked to the foot of the bed. Ning Chu’s clothes were slightly disheveled, and she was curled up in his embrace without the slightest guard, trusting him unconditionally—like a small, affectionate cat.
Compared to the noisy, chaotic mornings in the dorm—where Zhang Shaoqing’s loud antics were a daily disturbance—this moment felt almost unreal.
Wen Yang couldn’t help but fantasize: if every morning, upon waking, he could see Ning Chu’s pretty face, feel her warmth and breath so close… He was definitely going to lose his mind sooner or later!
He thought about slipping out to the bathroom to deal with a certain problem, but he didn’t dare move recklessly, so he had to endure it. He focused on her peaceful, beautiful face, trying to cleanse his mind of inappropriate thoughts.
Then, his gaze started to drift downward—falling onto a small, rounded mound.—A bit on the smaller side.
Maybe… some development was in order?
People said that it can be grown with daily ‘massage’…
As improper thoughts crept into his mind, Wen Yang’s heart raced with guilt and nervousness. He forcibly suppressed his impulses, afraid that if Ning Chu woke up, she’d slap him straight across the face.
Not that he was scared of the pain—he was just afraid of making her angry.
Behaving himself, he left his hand resting on her waist, but before long, his eyes landed on something else—the tail peeking out from the hem of her shorts.
He had heard that Succubus had tails and horns, but he had never actually seen one in real life.
Recalling how Ning Chu had reacted when he touched her tail yesterday, it was obviously one of her sensitive spots.
And right now, her tail was swaying gently from side to side.
Whether it was cats or dogs, they all expressed their emotions through their tails. Even someone like Yan Xinya—who wasn’t entirely human—would wag her tail like a spinning fan when she was happy.
Technically speaking, a wolf’s tail shouldn’t be this flexible, so… was Yan Xinya actually a husky?
But Ning Chu was a succubus…
Wen Yang’s gaze returned to the soft smile on her lips.
So, she was in a really good mood right now?
He glanced at the time—it was already 7:30 AM.
Without realizing it, he had been lying in bed for half an hour. Hastily, he pulled his arm out from under Ning Chu’s head, shaking out the numbness in his hand. Yet, she still didn’t wake up.
She only turned over, mumbling something incoherent in her sleep, and continued resting with her back to him.
“Time to wake up.”
Wen Yang called out, but there was no response. His eyes drifted back to her tail.
To be fair, anyone who saw their cat or dog’s tail would be tempted to pet it.
And when it came to his own girlfriend’s tail… it was even harder to resist.
He reached out and carefully grasped the tip of her tail that peeked from her shorts, rubbing it gently between his fingers.
Hmm. Nice texture.
Though it didn’t seem fully developed yet… He was a bit worried he might accidentally tug too hard and break it.
Suddenly, the tail snapped back into her shorts.
“Hey!”
The reaction was immediate and highly effective—Ning Chu shot upright, her hands slamming onto the back of his offending hand. Her face was flushed red as she turned to glare at him, furious and embarrassed.
“What do you think you’re doing?!”
“Waking you up.”
“Then just push me or something!”
No wonder Lily and Mom always wore long skirts to hide their tails! Some people just couldn’t keep their hands to themselves!
Still fuming, Ning Chu kicked Wen Yang in frustration.
“What time is it?!”
"7:30 AM—We Have to Leave by 7:40 at the Latest, or We’ll Be Late."
"So soon?!"
Ning Chu shot up in a panic, her bare feet landing on the mattress before she jumped off the bed and rushed toward the bathroom.
As she brushed her teeth, she glanced down at her tail.
Just as she had expected—it was a major weakness.
It’s simply too sensitive. The moment it was touched, she’d feel a strong jolt of sensation, making her body go weak instantly.
Luckily, Wen Yang wasn’t like those domineering male hentai protagonist. He was just a clueless little virgin—timid and hesitant. Even last night, he had really just held her and slept. With someone like him, there was no real risk of him exploiting her weaknesses.
"Move in a little."
"Mm."
Ning Chu stepped aside to give Wen Yang space.
As she continued brushing her teeth, she casually glanced at his face. Then her eyes instinctively trailed downward—to a certain intimidating sight.
It made sense that he’d be that energetic first thing in the morning, but still… just looking at it made her feel a little anxious.
Noticing her gaze, Wen Yang’s face turned slightly red. He tried to act natural and asked, "Do you want me to grab your luggage and bedding from the dorm at noon?"
"Mm."
Last night had been all about getting their rental place in order. Only now did Wen Yang finally ask, "So… your family knows about your situation by now, right?"
"They do. They’ve accepted me, but it'll take some time to officially change my ID."
"That’s good to hear."
After a brief exchange, Ning Chu wiped her face and then promptly shoved Wen Yang into the bathroom.
"I'm changing. You can come out after I’m done."
"Alright."
She definitely had to hide her tail. But since she didn’t want to be mistaken for a crossdresser by her classmates, skirts weren’t an option.
Standing before the wardrobe, she picked out her outfit for the day.
She needed loose-fitting pants—anything too tight wouldn’t properly conceal her tail. But even the baggiest pants would still bulge slightly at the back because of it.
Skirts really didn’t have that problem.
Ning Chu finally settled on a pair of black trousers and a khaki trench coat—one her mother had bought for her, leaning towards a more androgynous style.
She threw on the outfit, adjusted the collar, then stood before the mirror to check her reflection.
A trench coat that should have looked stylish and sharp on her ended up giving off more of a cool-but-awkward vibe. Her face was still too youthful, making the overall look feel slightly off.
But at least her tail was properly hidden.
"You done? We’re gonna be late for class."
"Yeah, all set!"
Ning Chu hurried to put on her shoes while Wen Yang finally stepped out of the bathroom.
Seeing her in a trench coat for the first time, he didn’t hold back his praise.
"You look pretty cool today."
"Right? Let’s go to class!"
The two of them quickly tidied up and jogged out of their rental place, heading toward the village’s bus stop.
Just as Zhang Shaoqing had mentioned before, quite a few students from nearby schools lived in this area. That morning, over ten students were already waiting at the bus stop. An elderly vendor stood nearby, selling breakfast from a cart.
Ning Chu instantly entered battle mode, her eyes scanning the female students at the stop with keen alertness.
The story he had made included several female supporting characters from other schools too!
Hmph! That thick elf girl with the pointy ears—it’s obvious she’s one!
She knew she had successfully "trained" Wen Yang. At this point, his mind was full of her—he most likely wouldn’t pay attention to other women.
But there were plotlines in the story where his consent got overridden!
Like Lin Li, that seductive fox girl—she literally tried to drug him!
And anyway, she knew how men worked. Most of them wanted to stray but didn’t have the guts. If he ever encountered someone who hit all his weak spots and made the first move… who knew if he’d be able to hold out?
A bizarre idea suddenly popped into her head.
If she just drained Wen Yang every single day… wouldn’t that solve the problem of him being tempted by others?
Hmm. Draining a hentai protagonist dry…
She’d probably break first before he does.