They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

Oboro remembered, it seems so!

Nia wasn't even as tall as Char's shoulder, but I was already up to Char's shoulder!

Well, I'm not entirely useless!

Oboro found a way to defeat Nia, thus managing to protect the succubus's pride.

But for some reason, I feel even more sad. What's wrong with me?

Nia stared at Long's expressionless face, while her inner monologue was so dense it couldn't fit on the screen, which she found quite amusing.

However... after a whole day of running around, it was already late at night.

Nia reached out her small hand to cover her red lips as she yawned.

She said she was very sleepy and felt she needed to catch up on her sleep.

Upon seeing her tired expression, Long immediately adopted the demeanor of a mistress.

"Miss Nia, are you sleepy? Come, let me take you to the guest room to rest."

Long revealed a small smile, and although she was still a little tense, her movements were still normal.

She stood up and led Nia to her room, emphasizing the word "guest room" as if on purpose.

However, once the entire villa had quieted down, Oboro lay in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

She turned over again and opened her eyes.

The reasons for insomnia are nothing more than a few: high mental stress.

Oboro suddenly realized that Xia Aya had met a lot of high-quality girls.

There's a sunny, blonde upperclassman; there's a white-haired maid older sister; I heard the headmaster also has a crush on Char.

Violet also seemed to be constantly glancing at him;

Now there's also an elven older sister who looks so pure.

Compared to so many outstanding girls, my friend is truly useless. She'll probably become an outsider sooner or later, or even a third wheel?

Images flashed through Long's mind like lightning.

She shuddered instantly.

That’s too scary!

The more I think about it, the more bleak and dreary life seems.

She finally found a friend who wouldn't look down on her because of her succubus race, but she couldn't keep up with her friend and could only become a supporting character...

Long hugged the blanket tightly, shrinking into a ball in self-consciousness.

Left with no other choice, she reached out her hand.

A purple light flickered in his hand, and a long-unused Illusion Mirror materialized in his palm.

The succubus race possesses a racial talent unlike other races; their greatest skill lies in weaving dreams and then drawing people into those dreams.

They use dreams to manipulate people's minds in order to achieve their own goals.

The Illusion Mirror is the medium through which we weave our own dreams.

Long grasped the Illusion Mirror, and a pale purple light emanated from it. Images seemed to flicker within, but they were blurred and indistinct, as if veiled by mist.

Long closed her eyes, her breathing gradually becoming steady and long, as she drifted off to sleep.

The surrounding area was shrouded in a white mist.

Long stood in the thick fog and heard footsteps approaching from afar.

Gradually, the mist between the two dissipated, and the face of the newcomer could be vaguely seen.

Black hair, handsome face, tall stature.

Who else could it be but Char Aznable?

He walked in slowly, a gentle smile on his face.

Until I stood in front of Oboro.

Long looked up and gazed at Xia.

Looking at his refined appearance, I felt his gentleness.

Char reached out and gently stroked Oboro's cheek.

It feels very comfortable to the touch.

Long involuntarily closed her eyes slightly, savoring the warm touch.

"Long, I will be your best friend for life."

"I promise I will always be by your side."

The boy's voice was magnetic, warm, and soothing.

A smile involuntarily appeared on Long's face.

When Oboro opened her eyes again, she had already returned to her succubus form.

She was no longer the ordinary girl she once was; she now possessed a pure face and a charming temperament.

The slight swaying of the tail expressed the unease in Oboro's heart.

But in front of her was still a flat plain, still that flat plate that was the shame of the succubus.

Her hand slowly moved downwards, tracing across her skin.

His body became out of his control, and he involuntarily charged at the boy in front of him!

Well, even the most abstinent and beautiful girls need to release their pent-up emotions sometimes.

Chapter 64 Some princesses dream of taking risks, while some imperial princesses engage in offline raids (6k)

The other side.

The night was as dark as ink, with only the clear moonlight piercing through the darkness, shining through the slightly open curtains and casting the reflection of the windowpanes on the ground.

The door opened silently.

A pair of slender, beautiful legs encased in dark green stockings stepped on the carpet without making a sound.

Char was sleeping soundly in bed and was not awakened.

There was just a bulge under the covers, which slowly crawled from the foot of the bed to the head.

A tiny silver head peeked out from under the covers.

Her youthful face, with a touch of baby fat, gave her a cute and sweet appearance.

Her silver hair, almost blending into the moonlight, added a touch of aloofness to her appearance.

Xiaoya opened her big, round eyes and looked at the person intently, with a hint of scrutiny.

She reached out and traced Char's outline little by little with her fingertips.

This guy is really unpredictable.

Although her thoughts are complex, her gentleness towards herself is absolutely genuine.

Sharing the same body, Xiaoya naturally possesses all the abilities that Nia has.

Therefore, she could sense the other person's sincerity, which was even mixed with a touch of pity.

But why is that?

Xiaoya was a little confused.

They clearly didn't know each other before.

Humans are so despicable.

But why is he so good to me?

It made her unable to bring herself to harm him.

Can't figure it out.

She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of those tangled emotions.

Even if you can't understand it, you can't help but want to get closer to him.

Being by his side is comfortable, reassuring, and warm.

Although I don't know where that tenderness comes from, because I have never experienced such genuine tenderness before, I can't help but feel attached and want to get a little closer.

Xiaoya's hand gradually moved downwards, stroking Xia Ya's chin, and she couldn't help but snuggle even closer.

With her small face pressed against Xia's neck, she could hear his heartbeat and felt a little at ease.

Soft little hands had already landed on Xia's neck, the voice was very soft and gentle.

"If I hear anything unpleasant, I'll kill you!"

She looked up, gazing at Xia's face, a sweet smile spreading across her cheeks.