Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

While most people wouldn't refuse such a request from a beautiful girl like her, Qiong is unlike most people in many ways, and she wasn't sure what the other party would do next.

As for why March 7th didn't go to anyone else but came directly to Qiong's place, it was obviously because he felt embarrassed, since he didn't have a proper reason.

March 7th genuinely felt there might be something strange in the room, and she didn't entirely believe Qiong's comforting words.

But even after asking the train conductor for help to check, they still found nothing, which made her wonder if it was just her imagination.

'Forget it, never mind all that, at least now I can finally get a good night's sleep!'

Thinking this to herself on March 7th, she then took her pillow and lay down on the bed. She was so sleepy that she fell asleep almost immediately.

"Wow, as expected of March, I really had no defenses against you at all."

Xing, who was still lying in bed, silently made room for Qiong in the middle. Qiong didn't stand on ceremony; after all, this was her room, and she couldn't let him sleep on the sofa.

He seemed to accept the fact that the beautiful girl had come to his door and was going to sleep in the same bed with him quite naturally, but it was a pity that his battle with Hoshi could not continue.

"Who said it can't be done?"

"Ok?"

At this moment, Qiong did not understand what Xing meant, and Xing did not say much, after all, March 7 was not asleep yet, and making too much noise would easily wake her up.

But in the dead of night, Qiong suddenly felt difficulty breathing in her sleep, as if something was tightly choking her neck.

This startled him awake. Turning his head, he saw that the thing that had been restricting his breathing was none other than March 7th, which he had kindly placed in the room.

However, the girl was still fast asleep at this moment, her two slender arms wrapped around his neck, soft and with a faint fragrance. If she hadn't been holding him so tightly, it would have been a very pleasant experience.

March 7th seemed to sleep very soundly and even had a sweet dream, occasionally murmuring something.

"So soft...a huge cushion~..."

Qiong felt somewhat speechless and tried to break free, but March 7th was incredibly strong and held her tightly.

Qiong couldn't break free at first, and the more she moved, the tighter the grip became. This was because the other person was a restless sleeper, and because of her own struggles earlier.

This caused the neckline of the girl's pajamas to open slightly, revealing a corner of the snow-capped mountain and covering his arm.

"March is too tight, loosen it a little."

Qiong whispered in his ear, but it was obviously ineffective, so he had no choice but to make do for the night.

"Huh... um?"

Seemingly sensing something, Qiong looked at Xing beside him. The latter seemed to have planned this all along, and gave him a mocking smile.

She then turned and crawled into the quilt. Qiong could clearly feel that the other person was lowering their head to kiss the "mating seal".

(Fun fact: Seals raise their heads when courting.)

Unfortunately, Qiong can't do anything right now, so she can only glimpse the whole picture through a small part, letting Xing know her shrewdness, and trying not to make any more noise.

Xing's side wasn't bad either. Of course, she wouldn't be foolish enough to offer herself up, so it was just verbal communication or physical contact.

"How's it going, little brother?"

"...Keep your voice down, don't wake March up."

Okay~

When Qiong woke up the next day, she found a faint red mark on her neck from being rubbed off. The culprit was naturally San Yue.

However, March 7th has already disappeared, and Qiong did not encounter the other party during her breakfast, which seems to be deliberately avoiding her.

Just as he was wondering whether he should go find her, he received another message from Black Tower on his phone, asking him to go to the lab to assist with research.

Qiong went straight there; he couldn't go back on his promise, and besides, he was also curious about what Black Tower was preparing.

As the laboratory door opened, Xiao Hei Ta's voice came from inside.

"Oh, you've arrived, sooner than expected."

It was still that little black tower, number 83, but unlike before, this time she wasn't fiddling with any experimental equipment; instead, she was quietly waiting for his arrival.

"Alright, let's get started."

As Xiao Heita spoke, he used his access privileges to lock the laboratory door, and then, just like before, naturally took off his clothes.

The doll's body sank in again, but this time, unlike before, a real point appeared on the cute little hill, and a real crack appeared in the seamless canyon.

Although the doll's joints are still intact, the realistic details indicate that the little black tower is now indistinguishable from a real girl in terms of texture.

Why do you look so surprised?

"No, it's because of this... I didn't expect it."

"Is there a problem? These are all made based on my memory, I guarantee they're 99% similar. As for the feel..."

Black Tower paused briefly at this point.

"I haven't tried it myself, but I'm confident it won't be too bad."

After all, she had specifically gathered relevant information and personally modified this body to ensure that the level of comfort was absolutely top-notch in the universe.

If Qiong hadn't kept quiet about it, she would have felt a little ashamed to take the initiative, and Xiao Heita even advised against laying it out for the other person to check.

"Alright, let's begin."

Black Tower didn't want to waste any more words, even though in her view, this body was nothing more than one of her creations.

But being looked at like that still makes me feel a little... embarrassed.

But thinking about it carefully, it doesn't really matter. After all, Qiong has seen it many times before, and has even personally handled all of them except for the newly added parts.

Even their own oral cavity module was thoroughly examined beforehand.

That's right, she didn't replace that part of the parts because it was too much trouble, so she only replaced the sound system.

"Starting now? May I make one more small request?"

Qiong understood that the Black Tower had already gone this far, and if she refused again, she might be beaten to death. Therefore, she only tentatively spoke up.

"any request?"

Black Tower tilted its head slightly, crossed its arms over its chest, and squeezed the soft little cake with its arms, making Qiong swallow hard.

"So...can I take the initiative? You just need to cooperate with me and not be too forceful."

"what?"

Black Tower frowned slightly, a ripple appearing in his originally calm tone. He glanced at Qiong with a somewhat strange expression, but still nodded.

"Okay, but how do you want me to cooperate?"

"Just give a natural performance based on your true feelings."

"Oh."

Black Tower didn't know what to do in this situation, nor was she interested in finding out.

Chapter Fifteen: Little Black Tower: If you don't want to experience the feeling of hydraulic shears, you'd better tell me the truth~

Although Little Black Tower usually wouldn't agree to such a thing, since things have come to this point, there's no need to refuse such a small matter.

But she soon realized she was wrong...

When the high-precision software synthesis device, meticulously crafted by Little Black Tower No. 83, was opened and used for the first time with a key, she had an unprecedented feeling.

Qiong felt the same way. It was a bit unexpected that the doll could be so smooth. It is truly a product of genius.

As she was thinking this, the little black tower in front of her, whom he had easily lifted up by holding her thigh, blushed unusually.

"Um..."

Are you alright?

Qiong was still somewhat worried, mostly because she was afraid of offending the other party, so she didn't dare to use violence like she did with Xing.

Of course, don't misunderstand. The reason why Xing was treated that way was definitely not Qiong's original intention. It was mainly because the other party was really too deserving of a lesson.

In addition, she often displays an indifferent attitude, so I really want to see her get embarrassed, provided that it is only me who makes her get embarrassed.

"Don't worry about me, just continue with your own things."

As Little Black Tower spoke, he originally intended to shut down his senses, but remembering his promise to cooperate with Qiong, he ultimately did not.

Gradually, Xiao Heita's knuckles tightened involuntarily, as if he was suppressing something. His usually calm face now pursed his lips.

I don't know how it was designed, but the doll's cheeks also have a blush, which makes the little black tower look so petite and cute at this moment.

And most importantly... it's really moisturizing!

Looking at that delicate little face so close to hers, Qiong unconsciously moved closer to observe it a few more times, while gently stroking it with one hand.

Little Black Tower's cheeks still felt as soft as ever, and the texture of her hair, which I could gently touch with my fingertips, was just as gentle, making me want to stroke it a little longer.

At this moment, Little Black Tower, facing Qiong's actions, seemed to be thinking nothing but staring back at him.

Originally focused on controlling her new work, Qiong gradually drifted off, which made her feel different. The previous sense of unease gradually dissipated, and she became more natural.

"Hmm?!"

For some unknown reason, Little Black Tower's expression suddenly changed, and her petite body instinctively tried to curl up, but instead bumped directly into Qiong.

Their lips touched, pressed tightly together. Qiong was somewhat surprised by this sudden action, but did not separate immediately.

Little Black Tower was still in a daze and had no idea what was going on; she was still wondering what was going on.

What happened? What just happened? That feeling is coming back!

When she came to her senses again, it was because Sora had started to French kiss her!

Little Black Tower's pupils contracted sharply. He had just escaped that feeling, but then he couldn't help but fall back into it.

She didn't resist, but simply waited until it was over...

"I didn't consent to the kissing, did I?"

After everything was over, the little black tower spoke up, and Qiong felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this.

"Since you didn't resist, I assumed you agreed, and I also felt the atmosphere was quite good at the time."

He scratched his head, not expecting this to be the case. Qiong had genuinely thought that it was the little black tower number 83 who had taken the initiative, since it had initially agreed to cooperate with him.

"Alright, now it's time to tell me."

Little Black Tower's tone was filled with an unquestionable air, and his serious and earnest demeanor at this moment was completely different from his cute expression just now.

Seeing this, Qiong couldn't help but have the idea of ​​teasing her, after all, such opportunities to get close to a genius are rare.

"Speaking of which, aren't you afraid I'll change my mind and not tell you if you offer 'reward' upfront?"

"Oh? You mean... you want to back out?"

The little black tower wasn't angry as Qiong had imagined. Instead, it showed a playful and teasing expression, which made Qiong suddenly feel a sense of urgency.

That feeling was even more oppressive than when the little black tower had reached its peak.

"Did you know? The power of each of the Little Black Tower puppets is unmatched by ordinary Fate Walkers, and after my modifications..."

Little Black Tower paused here, but Qiong felt the pressure growing stronger.

"If you don't want to experience high-pressure hydraulic clamps with your fragile body, I suggest you think it over carefully before answering me again."

"Ugh...! Don't, don't get agitated, I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

Qiong was now genuinely flustered and immediately abandoned his teasing intentions, fearing that the other party might get angry and destroy him.

As Qiong explained, the little black tower sitting on him gradually fell into deep thought, only looking up again after reminiscing.

"You mean... the power of pleasure within you was given to you by Aha himself? You wouldn't actually be Akivili, would you?"

"I really don't know."

Qiong shook his head, but no matter what, he always believed in one thing: he was always himself, regardless of his identity.

"Okay... *kiss*"

Now that everything was clear, there was no need for the little black tower to continue holding Qiong hostage. So, it got up and went to clean up its inventions.

"This is such a hassle, why are there so many?"

Little Black Tower glanced at her lower abdomen, where the once fair and smooth area was now slightly bulging.

However, due to the exchange just now, some protein was lost after a period of time, but it's not a big problem, since the little black tower can't absorb these things anyway.

What are you going to do now?