Yelu lay in bed, feeling like her body was melting.
Finally… peace. Originally, she thought living with a female roommate would be a huge problem—changing clothes, underwear, and the special reason of being a succubus, being collectively disliked.
But as it turned out, her roommate was her cousin, who had already become a female succubus.
Well, between two men, everything was easy to talk about.
“Keke.”
“Hmm?”
“Is there any notice about when classes start?”
“Seems like tomorrow… or the day after. I don’t know.”
Keke was small and petite, now sitting primly at the vanity table, holding items that were unfamiliar to Yelu.
These women’s things—foundation, lipstick, nail polish, and the like.
She decorated herself with all sorts of strange things, but to Yelu, who was completely clueless, she could barely tell that Keke’s makeup technique was a bit clumsy, as if she didn’t do it often.
In front of the mirror, her lipstick was smeared.
Almost all over her mouth, giving her a silly kind of cuteness, making Yelu wonder if this was really the same cousin who used to be so neurotic all day.
But thinking about it carefully, Yelu still felt this cousin was impressive.
It had only been a year since she became a succubus, yet she had completely fallen into that mindset and even found a boyfriend.
Now, if Yelu guessed correctly, Keke was probably trying to show her best side for her boyfriend.
That was understandable…
“Um… Yelu, I want to ask you something.”
“What?”
“Why is it that the second day after you became a girl, you could meet a man like Wangzi?”
“Huh?”
“I mean… is there some charm about you? I’m a bit envious. Back then… it took me half a year to chase him, and during that time, he rejected me mercilessly countless times.”
“…”
Yelu raised an eyebrow.
“How many times do I have to say it? I’m not interested in men, unlike you.”
“Yelu is being stubborn again. You clearly wanted to eat my exclusive ice cream earlier. I saw how greedy you looked.”
“Fine… if you’re jealous of my meeting Wangzi, I’ll go tell your boyfriend that you’re dissatisfied with him.”
“Don’t!”
“I’m sorry…”
Keke panicked and apologized.
“Actually, it’s not dissatisfaction… He helped me at the beginning.”
“S-So actually, I fell in love with him at first sight.”
“But in the end, he’s just a human, too weak in every way.”
“Yeah… humans are just—”
“He’s really weak! Waaah, he can’t handle my antics at all! Sometimes… when he’s in a bad state, he can’t even do it ten times a day… and then he looks all sickly!”
“After two hours, even when I ride him, he doesn’t react, so I’m jealous. If my man could be like Wangzi, with strength that could keep satisfying me, that would be great.”
“…”
‘Oh, so this kind of weak?’
Yelu fell silent.
‘Do you know what you’re saying, cousin… Ten times? Even a horse couldn’t handle that.’
“This is a school, right? Where do you two usually…?”
Yelu was curious and asked the question on her mind.
Keke began to slowly apply purple nail polish to her nails, her fair face flushing slightly.
“A lot of times at hotels outside, then in the small woods on campus. It’s really troublesome. If only my boyfriend could stay in the dorm with me, then I could replenish my energy anytime.”
She frowned and turned around.
It looked like she was about to continue complaining.
But then she saw Yelu… still curled up in bed, wearing that rough male school uniform, refusing to take it off no matter what.
“…Yelu, boys’ clothes are dirty.”
“This is mine.”
“Mmm, I know.”
“Do you want a piece of clothing…?”
“I don’t want to wear women’s clothes.”
Even as she said that, in the blink of an eye, Keke had already pulled a small white sleep dress from a box in the corner of the room and tossed it to her. It looked like Keke’s petite size.
Lace fabric…
Just touching it made Yelu feel a physical aversion. She was really afraid that if she wore something like this, her instincts would turn her into the kind of succubus she once hated.
Even if this sleep dress was just the simplest kind.
But compared to the one she was wearing now—tight in the wrong places, loose sleeves too long—it wasn’t really normal clothing.
She fingered the lace sleep dress, thinking for a long time.
Finally, she lifted it and held it up to herself…
It was actually okay, at least much better than the little succubus work uniform her mother had given her that morning.
Just for sleeping… it should be fine, right?
“Keke, turn around.”
“Oh…”
Yelu narrowed her eyes.
Within two minutes, the two limp suit uniforms she had taken off were thrown to the floor.
Then… from the pant leg of the school uniform, a pink object was faintly visible.
No!
Holding the blanket and feeling a draft there, Yelu’s face almost turned completely red. She hurriedly leaned half her body down, pulled out the exposed microphone, covered it with the blanket, and hastily shoved it under the pillow.
She looked up without confidence, but Keke was still absorbed in her makeup. She seemed to have made a mistake, pounding the table with her fist in frustration.
Yelu then seriously picked up the lace dress, turned her back to Keke, half-covered herself with the blanket, and slowly pressed the cool fabric against her body.
She fumbled for what felt like a long time. Girls’ clothes were quite complicated, and she didn’t know where to start many times.
Keke offered to help, but Yelu refused. At last, she managed to get the sleep dress on.
But it was way too short…
“How is this possible!”
Keke stared at Yelu, who was standing in front of the bed awkwardly pulling the fabric down between her legs after changing. She looked absolutely shocked.
She felt her own modest chest and compared…
The two were less than 4 inches apart in height.
But how was it possible that a dress could look like a mini skirt on her?
The right places were slender, the right places were full…
In this case, her tiny waist could even be grabbed with one hand.
“The skirt… is it too short?”
“If it were just a little longer…”
Yelu muttered, completely unaware of what Keke was jealous about. It was her first time wearing women’s clothes, and such a breezy outfit at that. She was really embarrassed. It was totally different from men’s clothes.
The fair, delicate skin of her thighs was exposed, the hem barely covering the top of her legs.
Her chest felt like there was a strong support point, forcing the fabric that normally would wrap around properly to stretch taut.
This allowed the shapeless wind to sneak up from below, offering none of the absolute security of wearing pants.
Especially when she realized what she was wearing now…
Vacuum.
She was actually very ashamed inside, but also hiding a strange excitement.
On the surface, she forced calmness, her tone feigning nonchalance.
“But seriously, it’s pretty comfortable to wear… So this is how girls’ clothes feel.”
“O-Of course it is.”