Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

Seeing this, Black Tower nodded in satisfaction and was about to continue the experiment and analysis when she suddenly noticed that Qiong's expression was a little strange.

"Hmm? Have you gained some insight into [intellect]?"

"No, I just feel..."

"Then stop talking nonsense and stay put."

Seeing that the Black Tower had already said that, Qiong wisely stopped talking. He had originally wanted to mention that it seemed like one of the little Black Towers had accidentally eaten him...

As for who did this?

"Little brother, this is all the help I can give you. You must do your best to meet Lady Black Tower's demands so that she can give us lots and lots of pocket money."

Xing continued to make sarcastic remarks, but he had already moved to a place where Qiong couldn't see him, otherwise the latter wouldn't mind glaring at him fiercely.

At this moment, one of the little black towers on the experimental table was already somewhat numb. Due to the extremely high precision of the dolls, each of them could have the same feelings as ordinary people.

In addition, Lady Black Tower herself gave orders that they should not move around or make any demands, but simply remain there as a wondrous object that provides the aura of [intelligence] destiny.

"Hmm? The target individual's [intelligence] destiny has reacted more strongly. Interesting. Let's maintain the status quo and continue."

"Yes!" ×N (Ugh!) ×1

This research continued for quite some time. Once Ms. Black Tower had obtained satisfactory research data, she ended the remote control operation.

Leaving the mess behind for the little black towers to clean up, Qiong quickly put on her pants and left the laboratory.

However, shortly after he left, one of the little black towers chewed on what it was holding in its mouth and suddenly spat it out.

Chapter Nine, March 7th: Come to my room, hurry up!

"Huh? Number 83, we shouldn't need to eat, right? What are you vomiting about?"

The other little black tower noticed her actions and immediately made a questioning sound.

Number 83 was the little black tower who was initially in charge of studying Qiong, and was one of the products of the first batch of personality experiments.

Because her number was exactly 83, and because she was focused on research and did not participate in the rebellion of many small black towers at the time, she was spared.

It is the little black tower that is highly valued by the Black Tower Lady, and in a sense, it can be considered the leader of the little black towers in the space station.

"No, it's nothing. I just think the doll might need to have a nausea function added in the future... otherwise, if it accidentally eats something, we'll have to remove the entire vocal cords."

Her words puzzled the other little black tower beside her, but he didn't ask any further questions, since there were other things to do at the moment.

At this moment, Little Black Tower No. 83's voice became somewhat muffled, clearly indicating that something was stuck in his throat.

"This is really troublesome."

"Ah, Qiong, you're back! Look! This is my new camera! I didn't expect it to arrive so quickly."

March 7th arrived in front of Qiong, holding a package in her hands. It didn't look very big, but it seemed quite heavy.

"Hmm? You look strange. Did something happen?"

"No, speaking of March, aren't you going to open this package?"

Qiong changed the subject, saying that it was really hard to tell the truth about those kinds of things, otherwise she might be seen as a pervert.

"Of course we'll open it, but I want to wait for you to come back so we can open it together~"

March 7th said with a smile, "Actually, the package arrived this morning, but unfortunately, Qiong had already gone to the Black Tower by then."

Faced with the long-awaited new camera, she originally planned to open it and take a look, but then she remembered that it was bought for her by Qiong, and she shouldn't be the only one to enjoy the first look at this gift.

"Shall we open it now?"

"Hmm... Come to my room, hurry up!"

After thinking for a moment, March 7th suddenly grabbed Qiong's hand, and the two of them ran back to their room.

I've seen Xiao Sanyue's room before; it's decorated in pink, just like her beautiful appearance, and it's so cute.

Back in his room, March 7 placed the package on the bed, and then solemnly and carefully opened it in front of Qiong.

A delicate blue and pink camera appeared before them. Although it was slightly heavy, it was easy for March 7 to lift with one hand.

"Wow, is this the company's brand new camera? It looks amazing!"

March 7th was overjoyed, and at the same time, she carefully examined the camera in her hand. Amidst her great joy, she turned her gaze to Qiong.

"Ah Qiong~ want to take a picture together with the new camera? After all, we bought this camera together, so the first picture should definitely be of us~"

"it is good."

Qiong had no objections. March 7th liked taking photos to record events, and he didn't mind it. Then, at the latter's invitation, he naturally sat down on the edge of the bed.

The two stood close together. Little March held out her camera hand, then gave a cute wink at the camera with a peace sign, and just then...

"Eh? Taking pictures? I'll join in too!"

Xing's voice suddenly rang out from the side, and then she burst into the scene from the other side of Xiao Sanyue, thus inevitably coming into contact with the latter.

March 7 hadn't paid much attention to this until she suddenly glanced at Qiong on her left.

Yes, A-Qiong should be on my left, so the one on my right who bumped into me is...

"Aaaaaah!"

In an instant, March 7th let out a terrified scream, because from her perspective, there was nothing at all on her right.

But something touched her, and the girl was so frightened that she instinctively tried to dodge, and ended up bumping into Qiong's arms, losing her grip on what she was holding.

Upon seeing this, Qiong first grabbed March 7 with one arm to steady him, then slapped away Xing's hand that was on March 7's shoulder, and caught the person flying in mid-air with her other hand.

The camera in the middle.

"what happened?"

Qiong looked at Xiao Sanyue, who was resting her face against his chest, feeling the softness of the girl's body and the faint fragrance that filled his nostrils, and asked softly.

At this moment, March 7th had recovered slightly, but still turned his head with a look of fear, pointing to the area where the star was behind him.

"Something just... touched me!"

Upon hearing this, Qiong glanced again at Xing, who was smiling with slightly raised eyebrows. Xing looked so disdainful, yet Qiong couldn't do anything about it.

"But there's nothing in the room except for the two of us."

"This is the scariest part!"

March 7th moved even closer as she spoke. She was terrified of such things; if she knew there were something unclean in the room, she would be too scared to sleep.

Qiong was somewhat helpless upon realizing this, but she couldn't just leave Xiao Sanyue alone. She was an important companion, and besides, it was Xing who did it.

After thinking for a moment, Qiong patted March 7's back gently again before speaking.

"Don't be scared, that was actually me."

"Huh? It's...it's you...? But how could that be? When I turned around just now, there was definitely nothing on my shoulder!"

"Because I saw you suddenly flinch just now, I thought you would mind me doing that, so I pulled my hand back."

"What, what's going on? Oh, so that's how it is. Honestly, if it were just something this small, I wouldn't have minded if you had just told me. You even startled me..."

March 7th breathed a slight sigh of relief. Regardless of whether what Qiong said was true or false, at least if she believed it, she wouldn't be afraid anymore.

Her worries dissipated, and she then became concerned about the safety of the camera. Fortunately, Qiong had rescued it in time, and nothing unexpected happened.

Just as he let go, March 7th pressed the shutter button on the camera, and that moment was captured.

There are two photos in total. Because of the camera's high-end specifications, the images were not blurry even under those conditions.

The images presented were rather strange. One showed March 7 looking terrified, while the other showed March 7 with tears in her eyes, bumping into Qiong's arms as he caught the camera.

Qiong thought the two photos were pretty good, but March 7th didn't think so. The second one was one thing, but the first one was a completely embarrassing photo of her!

Chapter Ten: Not all older sisters would cosplay as the Peashooter for their younger brothers!

March 7th didn't delete the photos, after all, they were precious memories, it's just that the photos that were supposed to be taken hadn't been taken yet.

"This one didn't turn out well, A-Qiong. Can we take another one? This time it's your turn to take the picture."

As March 7th spoke, he handed the camera in his hand to Qiong. Seeing this, he did not refuse. Although he was not very good at taking pictures, he was still a little curious about March's precious camera.

After asking the other person for a few instructions on how to use the camera, Qiong tried taking a selfie of the two of them together.

But feeling that the lens was still a bit small, Qiong, worried that she wouldn't be able to take a good photo, accidentally put her hand on March's waist.

"Huh? Qiong... what are you doing?"

"I just feel that this way the photos would look better. Don't you think so, March?"

Qiong smiled slightly, but did not retract her hand. Seeing this, San Yueqi's face flushed slightly.

"No, no, it's just... at least tell me first!"

As she spoke, Qiong's hand gently caressed his waist, the touch of her fingertips through the fabric making her feel ticklish.

Just then, Qiong suddenly let out a soft "Eh".

"W-What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

March 7th was still somewhat suspicious, and seeing Qiong's reaction naturally made him a little scared.

"No, I just wanted to say that Xiao Sanyue has a great figure and feels really nice to the touch~"

"Ugh, you bad guy! Who gave you permission to say that?!"

March 7th's tone was full of dissatisfaction, but there's a saying that goes, "saying one thing but doing another." Although he said that, apart from being shy, he still let Qiong do as she pleased.

Seeing this, Qiong didn't go too far. Since she had already touched his waist, she might as well take a picture.

However, seeing Qiong hugging March 7 for a photo, Xing seemed a little unhappy. Since Qiong was holding the camera, she simply squeezed into the frame from below.

"Are the photos ready? Let me see them!"

After taking the photos, March 7th took the camera and examined them.

"Wow, these photos are so beautiful! I didn't expect you to be such a good photographer, A-Qiong! You're almost as good as me!"

March 7th gave it a very high rating, and at the same time, she happily observed the details in the photo, and then...

"Huh?"

"What, is there something wrong with the filming location?"

"No, it's just... never mind, it must be my imagination. I'll print out this photo and put it on the wall later."

March 7 gently shook her head. She seemed to have seen things a little too clearly, and in the photo, there was suddenly a girl in Qiong's arms.

But how could that be? I must have been scared just now, that's why I'm overthinking things.

March 7th comforted herself in this way, but she still felt a slight tremor in her heart. However, she dared not think too much about it, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Seemingly noticing her emotions, Qiong hugged her tighter and then whispered in March's ear.

"What's wrong, Little March? Are you scared? Do you want me to come with you?"

"Ugh! Who, who wants you to come with me? I'm not scared! Go back to your room right now!"

March 7th said, pulling her delicate pink feet out of her slippers, about to give Qiong a hard kick on the calf, but that was impossible.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let go!"

On March 7th, looking at Qiong who was grabbing her foot, she was initially stunned, but then she felt something strange in her palm—the other person's thumb was pinching it.

The ticklish sensation made her slender white fingertips involuntarily twitch. To be honest, Qiong was a little surprised that March had also painted her toenails with nail polish, and it was even blue and pink.

"No way! Who told you to kick me like that?"

"Then, what do you want?"

"Of course... I'll give you a little punishment~"

As she spoke, Qiong grabbed March 7's delicate pink foot without hesitation and began to play with it. The feel was different from that of Little Black Tower's foot; there were no joints on the smooth instep.

"Haha, it's so itchy! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Stop it!"

Unable to bear it any longer, March 7th raised his hands in surrender, but in his haste, he accidentally kicked Qiong in the face.

As a very clean and beautiful girl, the scent was naturally light and refreshing, with a soft and chewy texture. Qiong couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick the sole of her foot.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

March 7th seemed to have been electrocuted, hurriedly pulling her leg back while her face turned bright red, while Qiong coughed awkwardly.

"The taste is not bad."