The modulation of the other world is activated, and the bad woman cries miserably

And Char, who was sitting opposite her, was like a husband who had made a mistake and was being interviewed by his angry wife.

But when the two people really spoke, the picture suddenly reversed.

"Actually, you're not mad at me."

As soon as Char opened his mouth for the first time, Halo stared into his eyes.

Then, he nodded slowly.

She was very excited.

Yes, yes, she was not angry.

It's so rare that Char-san can understand me~!

Excited and happy!

Of course, from her appearance, she didn't look excited or happy at all, and her face even looked a little sour.

"Last night, you were reading a book, and were you waiting for me to come back?"

Long nodded again.

She wanted to find a way out for the succubus clan. She couldn't go to the library this week, but it would be good to read some books and look for clues.

"You smelled me last night, didn't you?"

Long hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Would Char think that I am bothered by this?

"But in fact you don't want to control me, you just can't control yourself, so you want to go back to your room to rest. You are afraid of disturbing me and making me feel uncomfortable, right?"

Well, there is actually a little difference.

She felt that she had no right to manage.

But driven by her instinct as a succubus, she doesn't like the smell of other girls.

They feel their territory is being invaded.

Such behavior might be offensive to Char-san.

So, this understanding is correct, right?

Long continued to nod.

Like a nodding doll.

"You brought me some water just now. You wanted to explain, right?"

"..."

It was as if Char had the ability to read minds, and he said everything that Oboro wanted to express, word for word.

In the end, all misunderstandings were successfully resolved.

Long looked at Char with sparkling eyes.

I was extremely surprised.

Why does he know me so well?

Favorable impression up up!

If favorability would pop up from the top of the head, then bubbles would keep popping up on the top of Long's head.

It’s so rare to have a friend who understands you in life!

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Chapter 59: The Succubus Princess Attacked at Night, a Massive Social Death Scene

It’s so rare to have a friend who understands you in life!

"The most precious thing in life is to have a husband who understands you."

A voice suddenly sounded in Long's mind.

She was startled. Why did she suddenly remember the quotes about attracting men that the succubus queen often said?

She and Xia Ya were just ordinary friends. At most, he was her employer and she had to work for him, that was all.

Long tried hard to shake off the thought.

She was content to have just one friend.

I don't have time to pursue love in my life.

Char smiled, and seemed happy that the misunderstanding had been resolved, and he looked confident.

In fact, he was also relieved.

At first, he also thought that the socially anxious princess was angry with him, so he prepared to find a solution.

But after reviewing the game in detail, he realized that he was overthinking.

If an iceberg shows such emotions, perhaps he is really angry.

But if the perpetrator is replaced by a humble, socially anxious succubus princess, there will be a different solution.

For example, because of social phobia and humility, one cannot control one's own words and actions.

I was so nervous that I couldn't even express my emotions smoothly.

Just like her impolite remarks when the two teamed up before.

Even if she herself has no ill intentions, the words she speaks always carry a sense of alienation and coldness.

In this case, the crisis can be resolved by simply explaining the misunderstanding.

Char smiled sincerely, everything was going smoothly.

However, unexpected events always occur unexpectedly and catch people off guard.

There was no moon that night.

In the quiet room, cherry pink mist gathered little by little.

The source of the mist was the petite person lying on the bed.

The mist surged and gradually filled the room.

The girl who was sleeping peacefully scratched her neck and frowned slightly.

She turned over, but still felt uncomfortable and tossed and turned.

Long bit her lip, feeling the air a little hot, and couldn't help but groan while biting her lip.

She couldn't help but hug the pillow and began to move.

It’s hot. Really hot.

It was as if the air conditioning failed in an instant and I was thrown into the scorching hot summer.

She opened her eyes and felt that even her eyes were emitting heat.

I was in an overheated mood, feeling weak all over, yet at the same time I seemed to be full of energy and wanted to vent something.

Can't sleep at all.

Long looked at the ceiling, feeling very confused.

How come it's ahead of schedule?

It’s a whole week later than I expected!

Looking at the gradually richer cherry pink color in the room, Long felt confused and uncomfortable.

The characteristics of the succubus clan, in the final analysis, are rooted in their thirst for essence.

This is the body's instinctive drive.

So every once in a while, a craving will arise.

Commonly known as the x period.

This is a necessary experience for every succubus' growth, and every time it goes through it, the succubus's charm will grow further.

For an adult succubus, this is naturally not a big problem, and can even be a buff to help liven up the fun.

But for the ascetic Long, this is no less than a top-level torture.

Especially since it comes several times every month, even my period is not so frequent!

And it’s ahead of schedule!

I couldn't figure it out.

In fact, the development of succubus is a way for the race to achieve self-perfection.

If you follow your instincts, you will get through it smoothly.

But Long wanted to take another path and was unwilling to rely on his body to survive.

The reason why she was able to maintain stability before was because of her personality. Her social phobia made her have too little contact with people, especially the opposite sex.

When the surrounding environment is simple enough, instincts can be suppressed.

But in recent days, Oboro has been in contact with Char for too long.

The nature that has never been satisfied is naturally drawn out.

I want to conquer him and leave my own taste on him.

At this moment, the image of Char appeared in Long's mind.

I can still seem to smell his breath.

Hazy's eyes were no longer clear, but became cloudy.

It seemed as if something pink was mixed in.

No, it can't go on like this!

The only remaining rationality restrains Long's nature.

But she could feel her body getting hotter and hotter, and she could no longer control herself.

She's going to escape!

Only by leaving here, as long as she stays away from classmate Char, can she avoid making mistakes.

Otherwise, driven by instinct, she didn't know how extreme the things she would do would be.

She climbed out of bed, her limbs were so sore and weak that even walking became a difficult task.

She could only hold on to the wall, her mind in a mess, and walked towards the gate following the direction she remembered.

The sides of his forehead were bulging, as if something was about to come out.

She staggered and finally arrived at the gate.

She reached out and tried to unscrew it, but found that the feel was not right.

He shook his head and saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Where is the living room here?

It was clearly the corridor on the second floor.

The door in front of me seemed familiar.