Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

Incidentally, the reason he was able to win every battle was quite simple: the power of "preservation" was enough to make him invincible!

Although Sora didn't tell Hoshino about this, the latter could probably guess. This happened while Sora was on her way to Bronya's place.

"Phew, they're finally gone. They almost ruined me!"

Xing let out a long sigh, pouted her lips, and rubbed the red and swollen areas on her body, although these injuries were easy for her to recover from.

Besides, compared to this...

"That brat of a brother is so irresponsible, what should we do?"

Looking at Cocolia, whose body was covered in snow-white ice armor, Xing felt somewhat helpless, as some of the armor had not yet fully solidified into a firm form.

Xing began to deal with the situation at the scene. Meanwhile, on the other side, Qiong finally arrived at the Great Guardian's office.

“March, Danheng, and Qiong... It’s so good that you were able to attend the lectures.”

Bronya smiled gently. After dealing with so many things, seeing that face again made her feel relieved.

How are you feeling now?

"Yes, everything is fine now, please don't worry."

Bronya nodded gently, feeling a warmth in her heart at Qiong's concerned words. It was thanks to his and his companions' help that Beloberg was able to avoid the calamity of destruction.

That's how I managed to avoid having the voice of the star core implanted in my mind and following in my mother's footsteps.

The three of them then told Bronya Welt's conclusion: the influence of the Rift was too deeply rooted, and even if the Star Core was sealed now, it would not be possible to reverse it immediately.

"But don't worry too much, there are ways to clear the rift. The train crew will help you as much as possible."

Qiong noticed the brief look of disappointment on Bronya's face and immediately said that he was serious.

But to others, such a statement is probably more of a consolation.

“Thank you, but… as the ‘leader,’ I must also make a commitment of equal value.”

Bronya placed her hand on her chest, pressing the pudding slightly inward. She wouldn't go into the details of her promise, but Belloberg would always welcome the Trail Blazers.

Unfortunately, she still has a lot to do and probably won't have time for anything else for a while, but Qiong and the others don't seem to mind.

"Will you sleep with me in March too?"

"W-What's wrong? Don't be so ambiguous! If you hadn't shown me that... I, I wouldn't want to sleep with you!"

March 7th tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes and hummed, then seemed to remember something and looked at Qiong with some dissatisfaction.

"Seriously, are you looking down on me? Nobody else would even dream of having such a cute and beautiful girl like me by your side!"

Upon hearing this, Qiong glanced at Xing, who was lying on the bed beside him. Xing noticed his gaze and waved his hand.

"Don't worry about me, you guys go about your business, I'll just watch from the side."

After saying this, Xing disappeared from Qiong's sight. It was unclear whether she had really left or was hiding to watch the show, but it didn't matter.

"No, it's just that Xiao Sanyue's appearance gives me a certain feeling."

"What illusion?"

Before March 7th could realize anything was wrong, Qiong was gradually approaching her. Upon seeing this, she instinctively stepped back until she leaned against the wall behind her.

"It's just... the illusion that March likes me too."

"Huh? Huh? Huh?!!"

At first, March didn't quite understand what was going on when she heard this, but soon her thoughts were racing.

Chapter 47 March 7: At least not today... How about tomorrow?

"What...what are you saying?!"

March 7th's face turned bright red, and she was so flustered that she didn't know how to answer, because Qiong's question was so sudden.

And what does 'also' mean? Could it be that Qiong actually likes me too?

The thought involuntarily popped into her mind, and the girl became even more shy. She cupped her rosy cheeks in her hands, lowered her head, and secretly observed Qiong in front of her.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice Qiong slowly bringing his face closer...

"Whoa, what are you doing!"

"Is that not allowed?"

"Huh? Well... it's not impossible, at least let me be mentally prepared."

Even March 7th himself doesn't know what he's saying, isn't that tantamount to tacit agreement?!

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, Qiong smiled and then approached again.

"Huh? This! Hmm... okay."

March 7 hesitated for a moment, then shyly raised her head, closed her eyes and waited, but the expected touch did not happen.

Instead, she felt a warm touch on her forehead. When she opened her eyes again, she realized that the other person had really just kissed her forehead!

"That's all?"

On March 7th, she spoke without thinking, feeling a strange sense of loss. However, as soon as she said it, she regretted it.

"What else would you like in March?"

"Damn it! You're just teasing me on purpose... Ugh!"

Before she could finish speaking, her pink lips were pressed against the same soft touch, just as March had wished.

But she was extremely clumsy during her first kiss, completely led by Qiong, and even forgot to breathe, which made her dizzy.

My legs started to feel weak, and I instinctively tried to breathe deeply through my mouth, but naturally, I couldn't get any air in.

Qiong put his arm around her waist. Although the fabric blocked the skin-to-skin contact, the soft touch could still be felt.

Meanwhile, the treasure chest in front of him was as soft and elastic as dough covered with cloth, making one want to open it and see the treasure.

Qiong did indeed do that, but as soon as she opened a corner of the treasure chest, Sanyue noticed something.

She braced herself against Qiong's chest with both hands, trying to break free, but it was clearly difficult at the moment. She tried to refuse, but could only make 'woo woo' sounds.

Her long, slender, snow-white legs kept twitching, but she was afraid of hurting the person in front of her, so she only dared to tremble slightly, reminding Qiong to let go of her first.

Worried about frightening March, Qiong paused for a moment, but continued what she was doing.

"Phew...you, don't push your luck!"

March 7th gasped for breath, then glared at him angrily, her face flushed with shame and indignation, and reminded him while grabbing Qiong's wrist to stop him from exploring further inside her clothes.

"It's the first time you've looked at me like that, I'm really shy, okay!"

"But I like March, so I think..."

"...suddenly saying something like this so bluntly, in short, no means no..."

March 7th blushed and firmly refused, but Qiong knew her personality well, so he started to hug her and do other things that were within March's acceptable range.

Qiong brought his face closer again, but this time his target was different. He approached carefully and gently kissed her earlobe.

He felt the soft, sticky texture and the delicate fragrance of hair wafting into his nostrils. At the same time, worried that March was standing too hard, he kindly massaged her legs.

But this action was the first thing that March couldn't stand!

"Don't do anything reckless! Anyway, it's really not the right time. I'm a little sleepy. Let's go to sleep first, okay?"

March 7th grabbed Qiong's hand, which was on the verge of danger, and blushed as she tried to persuade her, knowing that it would be difficult to convince her in this way.

After a brief moment of thought, she made another decision.

"How about this, if you really want to... Anyway, let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

"Ugh?"

Qiong was somewhat surprised by March's suggestion. Could it be that she had been too assertive, so even so, March didn't refuse?

Or perhaps it's simply a matter of not wanting to disappoint oneself, and beyond shyness, it's more about acceptance.

But in any case, things have come to this point, and Qiong has chosen to stop. It's just a pity that the interest that was just aroused has nowhere to be vented now.

But it's not a big problem, right? At worst, I can go find Xing or Cocolia later. Thinking this to myself, it seems that March 7th has discovered something again.

"Huh? So that wasn't it...!"

She seemed to notice something, her expression one of disbelief. Until just now, she had thought it was Qiong using her legs to block her from leaving.

Seeing this, she felt a deeper fear, because was that kind of thing really reasonable? No, it wasn't even a question of whether it was reasonable or not!

How can I possibly sleep knowing this?!

As March 7 lay down to sleep again, she thought to herself, but unlike usual, she didn't naturally hug Qiong to sleep.

Because the situation is completely different now! One wrong move and he might really eat you up, or rather, he might eat you up!

No, no! I can't think like this anymore, if I keep thinking like this I'll...

On March 7th, she wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, her knees together, trying to go to sleep early, but the more she did so, the less she could fall asleep.

Until midnight, in a daze, it seemed that someone was approaching. March woke up suddenly, but did not make any movement or sound.

'Is that Qiong? He... he's coming closer, and his hand is...'

In March, she felt Qiong carefully embrace her, while her hand gently rested on Qiong's waist, slowly rubbing against the buttons of her pajamas, and finally touching her lower abdomen.

His soft and delicate skin was caressed wantonly, and to be honest, aside from feeling itchy at first, March actually felt quite comfortable afterward.

'What's going on? This guy actually did something naughty while I was asleep, and he seems so skilled at it. Is this not the first time?'

The girl's face flushed slightly, but this was not visible in the dimly lit room. As for Qiong, of course, she would not be limited to this.

He began to approach, wanting to taste the soft and chewy pudding. March 7th was flustered and was wondering whether to do something when Qiong had already succeeded.

"Well……!"

She accidentally made a sound, and Qiong stopped what she was doing. Sensing this, San Yueqi had no choice but to stop.

After all, they'd already touched her; could she possibly wake up and tell them to stop? Wouldn't that be awkward? Anyway, it was just…

Qiong usually doesn't feel anything, and can simply pretend she doesn't know.

March 7th had already made up her mind, but her shyness still caused her body temperature to gradually rise.

Her body was slightly hot, and her fair skin was tinged with a cherry blossom pink.

Chapter 48 March 7th: Ugh! Cough cough…! Are you trying to choke me to death so you can inherit my fortune?

Qiong's experience was like a cream pudding topped with strawberries; the strawberries on top were the most worthwhile to taste, and the pudding underneath should also be savored.

However, before he could fully appreciate it, March Seven pretended to turn over and rested his head in Qiong's arms, while his hands 'naturally' stopped Qiong from moving around.

'If it were just a touch through my clothes, I'd pretend I didn't see it, but this kind of inappropriate behavior... of course, won't do!'

Thinking this to himself on March 7th, thankfully, Sora didn't make any further moves, but...

'Why don't you take your hand back! How can I possibly sleep with it being held like that!'

Qiong, of course, had no idea what March was thinking. At this moment, he returned to that space, but Cocolia was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing this, he asked Xing with some confusion, and learned that Cocolia had already been released by her to clean up the Rift creatures.

Because such battles help her adapt to her body, it seems she won't be back for a while. Upon learning this, Qiong immediately set her sights on Xing.

But before he could make a move, as if sensing something, he immediately left the space, and his consciousness returned to his body.

At this moment, March was carefully moving his palm, observing him after each step to make sure he hadn't woken up yet.

It took a while before I finally removed his hand from the pudding, and then I let out a long sigh of relief.

Qiong originally thought that March would sleep peacefully from now on, but to her surprise, the girl suddenly opened her eyes after lying down for a while.

Then she looked at Qiong and carefully reached out to poke his face. The latter did not respond and pretended to be really asleep.

After confirming this, March 7th carefully crawled into bed.

She couldn't contain her curiosity and wanted to find out the truth.

'I'll just take one look, yes, just one look! Anyway, Qiong did some terrible things to me before... this will make up for it!'

Thinking this, March 7th opened the door to the mystery, but as soon as she opened it, Qiong slapped her face hard.

"Ugh... this... this is actually real!"

The girl couldn't help but gasp in surprise, her mouth slightly agape. Qiong was naturally aware of what she had done.