On a sweltering summer day when the concrete could fry eggs, what’s the most unbearable thing?

Without a doubt—it’s a broken air conditioner.

Maybe it was the AC’s near nonstop, round-the-clock overwork… or perhaps last night’s thunderstorm, the fiercest of the season.

At exactly 2 PM today, Nainai’s ancient, nearly scrap-worthy unit officially gave up the ghost.

In an instant… the cool air inside was sucked away by the scorching outdoor heat, a perfect showcase of the urban heat island effect.

Nainai, who’d burrowed under thick blankets like a tiny hamster, now experienced the exquisite misery of a monk steamed in a bamboo basket.

"Wahhhhh! So hot! It’s burning me alive!"

Like a firecracker lit mid-dream, Nainai jolted awake from her bizarre fantasy.

She kicked off the heavy quilt and sprang upright.

Her smooth, milkshake-jelly skin glistened with fine sweat beads. The naked little succubus looked like a peeled, tender shrimp.

"AC! Damn it! Where’s the AC? I’m melting!"

Scrambling on all fours to the foot of the bed, she frantically dug through the cluttered desk for the remote.

Her messy habits meant she couldn’t recall where she’d tossed the palm-sized white plastic slab yesterday.

When she finally unearthed it from a crumpled tissue mountain, the screen claimed the AC was still running.

But was it really?

Nainai looked up at the silent unit.

The vents were open… but where was the wind?

She felt her sanity slipping.

She’d calculated every possibility—except her hardworking "old cadre" of an AC retiring first.

Then again… after Nainai’s relentless, year-round abuse, even a vibranium AC would’ve crumbled.

Especially since it had been barely clinging to life for months.

A little external shock finishing it off? Nothing strange about that.

But Nainai was devastated.

She’d known this day would come—everything has an expiration date.

She just hadn’t expected it *today*!

Damn it, who could survive a stuffy room without AC in 40°C heat?

She hadn’t signed up for a summer-long sauna session!

Nainai tossed the remote aside, slumping against the desk in existential despair.

Her AC was a secondhand purchase—not the apartment’s default unit.

Which meant… no federal reimbursement for repairs.

And where would she get the money anyway?

Mid-July. Two weeks till next month’s allowance.

Her adult unemployed Subhuman stipend: 900 federal credits.

Plus the Subhuman Mutual Aid subsidy: 200 credits.

Barely over a thousand total.

Then there was the 600 credits monthly repayment to Xu Yingsnow for her cracked phone… with three months still unpaid.

She’d just renewed her *Ultimate Fantasy 41* subscription and bought two new cosmetic skins—nearly 200 credits gone.

Discounted takeout, drinks, snacks, and phone bills had drained the last 300.

So… roughly…

She had about ten credits left in her e-wallet… plus the ten paper bills Fusiming "threw her way" last night?

That couldn’t even buy half a spool of wiring—let alone fix an AC.

Her heart sank colder than ice. Nainai nearly cried.

Last night’s comfort felt like a cruel joke. Why did reality drop this bomb the moment she woke?

Truth was, she’d only slept six hours.

Why stay up so late?

Well… *naughty things*, of course~

After a whole day of abstinence, she’d needed to vent her cravings while her body held out.

One thing led to another… and she’d lost track of time.

How intense was last night’s "battle"? Just look at the tissue mountain on her desk~❤

Exhausted, Nainai had planned to sleep till dusk, then figure out dinner.

But at 2 PM sharp, the heat dragged her from her nest.

And the moment she woke—her stomach growled.

*Gurgle—*

"Mmmph…"

Sitting duck-style on the soft mattress, she stared glumly at her pale, pillowy belly.

Her slightly curled posture made soft folds gather on her flat stomach—adorably squishy.

Even her perfectly curved navel, squished out of shape, looked obscenely tempting.

But most obvious was the pink sigil acting up again.

The strange pattern outlining her most vital spot pulsed like neon lights, glowing faintly.

Its flashes were slow now…

But as her residual desire energy faded, the rhythm would quicken.

Its sole known purpose? Reminding Nainai to refuel.

Not yet! She had urgent business first!

No AC meant no peace—not even an egg could hatch in this heat! How was anyone supposed to live?

Her tiny wings fluttered restlessly behind her, trying to cool the sweat trapped in their membranes.

They were decorative more than functional—too small to fly (barely two palm-widths fully spread).

Like her tail, they were hypersensitive… especially where the wing membrane met her lower back.

Probably meant for… bedroom teasing? Nainai didn’t know.

Their size and awkward position meant she rarely touched them—even during *tekoki*.

Reaching behind her back was far less convenient than dragging her tail forward to nibble~

As a blood-rich zone, her wings were heat magnets.

At 30°C+, sweat pooled thickly in their folds within minutes.

When she spread them, a visible cloud of steam rose.

Her scent grew stronger—but as a freshly bathed succubus, it wasn’t unpleasant.

Her skin naturally carried the sweet, juicy fragrance of ripe peaches—a scent every girl envied.

No one wants to reek of sweaty desperation in summer…

…But how to fix the AC?

Nainai’s head throbbed. She wanted to flop back into bed and roll around.

But she couldn’t bear staining her sheets with sweat.

After agonizing, she settled on Xu Yingsnow.

She hated bothering Snow-chan…

But who else did she have?

Especially with that massive debt hanging over her.

Still, Nainai always repaid on time—maybe Xu Yingsnow would take pity?

Biting her lip, she opened Xu Yingsnow’s chat window on her computer.

(Phone was cracked—no calling option.)

*(<> indicates chat messages.)*

Nainai:

Nainai:

Nainai:

Weekday hours. Xu Yingsnow was likely busy. No reply came.

Nainai fidgeted until the pale-brown-haired girl finally responded:

Xu Yingsnow:

Nainai:

Her fingers froze over "my AC broke."

Asking a creditor for *more* money? Unthinkable.

Even with her legendary thick skin, this was her first time.

Xu Yingsnow:

Seeing "Typing…" linger with no message, Xu Yingsnow prodded.

Nainai squeezed her eyes shut and plunged in:

Nainai:

Nainai:

Nainai:

Ah. Xu Yingsnow understood.

The eternal loli was borrowing again.

She smiled wryly at the screen.

Typical. Only contacts her when she needs cash—like a college kid treating her like a stay-at-home mom.

But Xu Yingsnow wasn’t heartless. If Nainai’s trouble was real and fixable… a friend would help.

Besides, despite being poor, lazy, shameless, and lewd… Nainai never skipped payments.

Every month, right after payday, the little succubus dutifully transferred her debt.

*(Truthfully, as a chronic spendthrift, Nainai transferred first to avoid blowing the cash.)*

Xu Yingsnow trusted her honesty.

Xu Yingsnow:

Xu Yingsnow:

Xu Yingsnow:

Xu Yingsnow:

*Condition?*

Nainai’s mind raced.

What conditions would Xu Yingsnow set for her—poor, lazy, and a total shut-in?

Wasn’t it obvious? She’d definitely demand a job outside!

But that was Nainai’s absolute limit—no way!

Nainai would rather die from the heat at home than go out to work.

Puffing her adorable round cheeks, she clattered furiously on the keyboard.

Nainai: "If it’s about going out to work! No way! I won’t accept!"

Heh, I knew it.

Xu Yingsnow read the reply and smiled knowingly.

She had this lewd Little Succubus figured out perfectly.

But she wasn’t the same person anymore.

Xu Yingsnow now had a complete strategy ready!

Xu Yingsnow: "Don’t worry, Nainai. It’s not about going out to work."

Hehe, working *at home* wasn’t the same as *going out*, right?

Playing a tiny word game, a mischievous, devilish grin spread across her lovely face.

Xu Yingsnow: "I’ll explain the details when we meet next time."

Xu Yingsnow: "So, Nainai, do you agree or not?"

Xu Yingsnow: "If you refuse, I won’t pay upfront to fix your AC~~"

Xu Yingsnow: "After all, you still owe me money. It’s only fair!"

To push her plan forward, Xu Yingsnow applied gentle pressure, stopping Nainai from overthinking the wordplay.

No! This wasn’t right!

Nainai panicked at the reply and missed the hidden meaning entirely.

As long as it wasn’t about going out... no problem!

The scorching urgency made her instantly dismiss all doubts.

She typed furiously, accepting.

Nainai: "As long as it’s not about going out... I accept! Just fix the AC fast! So hot, wah wah wah..."

Plan successful!

If not for her office colleagues, Xu Yingsnow would’ve thrown her head back laughing.

Xu Yingsnow: "Alright, I’ll find a repairman now... anything else? Tell me."

Nainai: "Nothing! Thanks, Snow-chan!"

Xu Yingsnow: "Okay, done. If fast, a technician arrives by evening."

Xu Yingsnow: "I’ve work to handle... signing off. Bye~"

Nainai: "Okay! Bye!"

She closed the chat window.

Hmm... technician... home service...

Xu Yingsnow’s words lingered on her lips as Nainai savored them.

Repair guys for electrical jobs were usually men, right?

He’d come to her home to fix the AC...

Home service...

Oho ho, what did this mean?

It meant prey was delivering itself to her doorstep!

Her seductive violet eyes gleamed with lustful hunger. Nainai breathed fast, licking her lips lewdly.

It was like a dream come true—just when she needed it most.

She’d been stressing over feeding today, and Xu Yingsnow solved it.

Truly, I love Snow-chan the most!

Sweating was forgotten... Nainai rolled happily on her bed.

The surging joy made the brain-steaming heat feel bearable.

Now! Time to prepare!

Fusiming? Go to hell.

I, Nainai, will finally feast today!