A compact car sped down the highway, weaving past vehicle after vehicle and leaving them far behind.

“Whoa—car-car! So fast!” Ling Luo waved her tiny hands excitedly.

On any ordinary day, she’d be glued to her gaming screen or sprawled asleep in bed, oozing that lazybones otaku vibe. No way she’d be this energetic—or hyper?—proving just how thrilled she was about today’s university enrollment.

Thrilled as she was, *he* would’ve sat quietly in his seat as Luo Ling, playing the reserved young man (handsome? Maybe skip that part). No matter the inner excitement, he’d never show it so openly. That was just his nature.

“My sweet daughter, I know you’re excited, but can you please settle down? I’m driving! I’m starting to think someone spiked your juice today…” Mom sighed helplessly.

“But I *am* excited! It’s my first day of uni life! And c’mon—I’m just a little kid now. Shouldn’t I be lively?” Ling Luo retorted, batting her eyelashes.

“I’m almost regretting taking that month off to travel with you. Look at you—a total wild child… Sigh, where did my well-behaved daughter go?”

“No way! I’m still good!” Ling Luo whined cutely.

Over a month living as a loli had thoroughly loli-fied her. Acting cute and playing dumb were second nature. Paired with her youthful looks, her behavior regressed into that of a playful, clingy little kid. Of course, this was only her public act; the moment she parked herself at a computer, she’d revert to the lazybones otaku she once was.

Though boyish quirks occasionally surfaced, overall, she’d become a textbook loli.

Moreover, emotions Luo Ling had suppressed in his male form—due to worrying about others’ eyes—now flowed freely under this innocent guise. After all, she was “just a little girl.” A little mischief wouldn’t hurt, right?

“Yes, yes, my little princess is the sweetest.”

*Gulp…*

That “little princess” remark instantly tamed the rowdy girl in the passenger seat. Ling Luo still hadn’t figured out if Mom knew about her secret “Succubus Princess” title. So whenever Mom said “princess,” her nerves spiked and her antics dialed down.

A faint smile played on Mengya’s lips.

*Little rascal. Think I can’t handle you?*

“We’re exiting the highway soon. City traffic ahead—shift back to your male form first,” Mom said, slowing down and flicking the turn signal.

“Mm…”

In a blink, the little loli transformed into a teenage boy nearly 170 cm tall.

Luo Ling ducked his head, hands covering his flushed face. “What I just did… so embarrassing…”

Mom glanced at her dejected son. “Cheer up. Behavior and mindset shift with appearance. Earlier, as a kid, you felt it was okay to act out—”

“Stop! Don’t say it…”

“Fine. But seriously—do you feel a disconnect? Like the ‘you’ just now and the ‘you’ now are different?”

“…Yeah. In my base form, changes feel subtle. But switching back… it’s obvious.”

“Normal. Over a month mostly in your base form lets feminine traits seep into habits—changes you wouldn’t notice until reverting.”

“I see…”

“But heed this: strong disconnects mean your personas are diverging. If unchecked, it could lead to split personality.”

“Eh?! What do I do?!” Luo Ling panicked.

“For now, find balance. Avoid long stretches in your base form to keep the feminine persona from becoming independent.”

“But… I like my true form. And I don’t want to give up living as a guy either…” Luo Ling fretted.

“Wanting it all, huh? Greedy. But possible—if you merge both personas without letting them split.”

“Got it!”

After exiting, the car crawled into Changkong City. Off-peak or not, traffic snarled—typical for a provincial capital.

Crawling for over half an hour, they finally reached Southwind University’s south gate.

Mom followed signs to the dorm area and miraculously snagged a spot near Luo Ling’s building. Luck was on their side—move-in day meant packed lots.

Grabbing their luggage, mother and son headed inside.

Minutes later, a black SUV pulled into the vacated space.

“Look—an open spot!” the woman in the passenger seat exclaimed.

Out stepped a middle-aged couple and a petite ponytailed girl hauling bags.

“Better than circling forever. Xiao You, everything here?”

“Yep. Anything missing, we’ll buy later,” Xiao You replied.

They headed toward a nearby girls’ dorm.

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After some effort, Luo Ling and Mom reached his dorm room. Two roommates were already cleaning.

A full four-person room. His roommates introduced themselves: Liu Ye and Han Peilin from Haimen City—hometown buddies, both around 170 cm, lean but sturdy, glasses on (typical top-uni material; unlike Luo Ling, a Succubus who’d never need glasses). Liangqiu Long hailed from Canglan City, slightly shorter at 160-something cm, quieter, and notably glasses-free—a rarity post-gaokao grind.

Though none shared Luo Ling’s hometown, their cities neighbored. A small connection.

All around eighteen, fresh-faced and shy, they let parents do most talking. Luo Ling appreciated this; overly friendly people were his kryptonite.

Loft-style beds lined the room—desk below, bed above.

As the last arrival, Luo Ling took the spot by the balcony door. No choice.

They unpacked, tidied up, and chatted lightly with roommates and parents.

Once settled, they headed to the main plaza for enrollment—the day’s main event.

After a morning of errands, paperwork done, lunchtime arrived. They tried the canteen.

Eating wasn’t necessary for them (Succubi had… flexible diets), but they wanted to taste the food. Surprisingly decent variety—days to try everything at a normal pace.

Though they *could* devour it all instantly, they held back. Mom already drew eyes; causing a scene might make them viral overnight. Headline ready: *“Tiny Girl, Bottomless Stomach: Campus Canteen Cleared in One Sitting!”*

Post-lunch, Mom prepared to leave.

“Leaving already, Mom?”

“Yep. Nothing left for me. Should reach home by dusk—maybe cook something.”

“You don’t have to…”

“I *want* to practice. So I can make you a feast during break. Can’t I?”

“…Thanks, Mom.”

“Sweetie, no need to thank me.” She reached to ruffle his hair—then paused, realizing she couldn’t reach his taller head.

“Oh! Almost forgot.” Mom pulled a paper-wrapped, notebook-sized item from her bag.

“What’s this?”

“That little booklet guys are so into,” Mom said casually.

“Eh?!”