Chapter 9: Am I Dreaming of Three Years Ago

The succubus pheromones in the air, already pushing her sanity to the brink, grew even denser—and the warm, soft body pinned beneath her was the very person she had spent three years searching for.

“Finally… caught you.”

A twisted smile tugged at the corner of Bai Shimo’s mouth, her voice trembling slightly from the pheromone’s influence.

“My dear succubus, you can’t run anymore…

Just obediently come back with me to ‘atone.'”

She lowered her head, her scorching breath brushing against the other’s cheek.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hand you over to the Security Bureau…”

“I’ll ‘punish’ you myself.

With methods ten times, a hundred times harsher than theirs…

Lock you in the basement and make you properly ‘reform.'”

The seductive fragrance was inescapable, assaulting her last defenses.

A dark longing buried deep within her heart—born from that shattered night three years ago—stirred restlessly with the scent, nearly breaking free.

She wanted—right now—to claim all the “compensation” she had never received back then, the compensation she had craved day and night ever since…

“Miss… Miss Bai… please…”

Su Yuan’s voice carried a clear, audible sob, her shoulders trembling weakly.

Her earlier struggle and spellcasting had nearly drained her already meager mana.

She no longer had the strength to maintain the “Nana” disguise.

Fortunately, it was pitch dark—Bai Shimo couldn’t yet see that the person pinned beneath her on the cushion was no longer the stylish young fan from earlier.

But the timid classmate who dared not meet her eyes.

That barely-noticeable little shadow of a desk mate.

However, darkness wouldn’t last forever.

Su Yuan knew that the sapphire atop Bai Shimo’s staff was silently gathering mana in the dark.

Once it shone again, her true form would be exposed.

And then—the human identity she had so carefully maintained at Ruis Academy, that humble yet precious youth of an ordinary human girl she had secretly longed for—would all crumble to nothing.

Despair washed over her like a tide.

She was too weak.

Even with the other woman affected by her pheromones, those seemingly slender arms still held her like iron shackles, immobilizing her.

Bai Shimo’s scent—a mix of faint fragrance and burning body heat—drew closer and closer, threatening to swallow her whole.

Was this the end?

She hadn’t saved Senior Goria, and now she had fallen into this herself…

Just as she’d always thought—she really was a useless fool.

Just as she was about to give in and let despair drown her—

A thought, like a bolt of lightning cutting through the darkness, flashed across her muddled mind.

No… perhaps… it wasn’t over yet.

She could clearly feel the person above her—her breath growing hotter and more erratic.

That resilient mental fortress, under the continuous erosion of her pheromones, was beginning to show tiny, tantalizing fissures.

Since her own mana was nearly depleted…

Right in front of her was a perfect “source”—overflowing with powerful spiritual energy and pure mana.

The acknowledged strongest magical girl of Noston City.

Unyielding will.

Vast reserves of mana.

If she could just… absorb a tiny bit of her vitality…

Driven by a desperate will to survive, the fragile boundary Su Yuan had guarded for years—teetering on the edge—finally collapsed at this moment of extremity.

As a succubus, she should use a succubus’s methods to draw power, to fight, to survive—it was instinct written in her blood.

It was also the nature she had always resisted out of fear and shame.

She feared excessive intimacy.

Feared true “hunting.”

Feared losing control to the seduction of power.

But now, there was no other choice.

Senior Goria’s fate was unknown.

She might be lying somewhere nearby, her life flickering out.

And she herself was pinned beneath this “strongest magical girl,” who had obsessively pursued her for three years—a disparity so vast it was crushing.

Escape routes were sealed.

Her tricks of concealment had been seen through.

Even the pheromones meant to unsettle her opponent seemed only to have provoked more stubborn madness.

She had to gamble.

For the faint, slim chance that she could still go save her senior.

And for her own slender hope of escaping this pursuit.

“This foolish succubus, just wait—once I drag you back…”

Bai Shimo’s mocking, breathless words still circled in her ears.

Now!

The last hesitation in Su Yuan’s eyes gave way to resolve.

Instead of trying to push away the crushing weight above her, she did something Bai Shimo never expected—

She threw her arms around Bai Shimo’s body!

Her fingers locked tightly behind Bai Shimo’s back, pulling them close together!

“Y-you…?!”

Bai Shimo stiffened—clearly unprepared for this sudden “embrace.”

In that instant—

Su Yuan lifted her face, meeting the other’s lowered gaze—and without any hesitation, pressed her lips against Bai Shimo’s!

“Mmm—!”

Warm.

Soft.

With a faint tremor.

The kiss sealed off all unspoken words, catching Bai Shimo completely off guard.

Bai Shimo felt a loud buzz in her head, as if all support had been abruptly withdrawn—her body went limp.

Her mind went blank.

All her thoughts and obsessions were scattered by this sudden kiss, stirred into a blurry fog.

Warmth spread from their joined lips, like a stream carrying faint electric currents, racing through her limbs and torso.

Su Yuan’s kiss was clumsy, even inexperienced—but it carried the succubus’s innate seductive power.

That sweet, alluring fragrance aggressively invaded Bai Shimo’s senses, even beginning to subtly disturb and guide the surging flow of mana within her.

Threads of pure, potent mana were being drawn—uncontrollably, silently—along this intimate connection, transformed into demonic-attribute energy.

Bai Shimo had no awareness at all that her power was being siphoned.

In the darkness, she could only feel the person in her arms kissing her with desperate intensity.

She could only feel their breath growing gradually more disordered, more entangled.

Was this a dream?

Or had that cold, hopeless night from three years ago finally returned—in a searing, impossible way?

The succubus who had saved her life, given her brief warmth and false promises, then cruelly vanished… was kissing her?

In a daze, she truly seemed to be pulled back to that bedroom—held by that “big sister” with a gentle voice and a warm embrace, almost ready to sink safely into this dangerous intimacy…

On the other side, Su Yuan’s cheeks burned like fire.

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest.

She felt an immense shame at what she was doing.

This was nothing like her cautious, timid “hunting” style!

This was active invasion and… using Bai Shimo.

But the violent struggle she had expected never came.

The body she was kissing had only stiffened for a moment—then seemed to lose all strength to resist.

In fact… those arms around her waist seemed to tighten unconsciously, just a little?

Su Yuan’s mind raced with uncertainty.

Had her charm magic finally worked, truly shaking the will of this seemingly invincible “strongest magical girl”?

Whatever the case, this was a rare opportunity.

She pulled back slightly—giving the nearly suffocating Bai Shimo a brief moment to breathe—then kissed her again.

Round after round, repeatedly drawing vitality from Bai Shimo’s body.

While maintaining this kiss that filled her with shame yet had to continue, Su Yuan silently calculated the time, estimating the rate of mana absorption.

Almost there…

If she could recover to seventy percent—no, even just sixty percent of her mana.

With a succubus’s agility and affinity for darkness, plus Bai Shimo’s obviously abnormal condition right now—

She had a solid chance of breaking free and, using her familiarity with the terrain, finding a way out of this complex backstage area!

By then, even if it was Bai Shimo—with her mind shaken and some of her power drained—she definitely wouldn’t be able to react in time to stop her!

Freedom… was right within reach!

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