The glow of the phone screen lit up Wang Hong’s face, while the bright backlight shone on the delicate figure of the little succubus across from him—the one who claimed to be the Succubus Princess. The two figures, one tall and one small, stood alone on the library rooftop. No third person was in sight.
“The time’s up. Hurry and state your wish,” the little succubus urged.
“Can I ask one more question?” Wang Hong asked, voice slightly timid.
“Go ahead.”
Keeping a careful eye on her expression, Wang Hong asked, “Why is Your Highness so insistent on having me state my wish?”
“This is a required step for the demon contract. You pay the price and make a wish; this princess fulfills it and collects the reward. Simple as that. Understood?”
“Understood, understood… So, can *any* wish be granted?”
“That depends on whether you can afford the price—or whether this princess feels like granting it. Any other questions?”
“None.” Wang Hong shook his head.
“Then it’s time. State your wish.”
“Well… my wish is—please marry me, Your Highness!”
“Go to hell!” the little succubus roared.
Startled, Wang Hong raised his arms to block—but nothing happened. Instead of relief, surprise flashed across his face.
“Hmm? Can’t press it?”
His thumb hovered barely one centimeter from the screen, yet no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn’t touch—as if an invisible pane of glass sealed the surface.
“Did you really think this princess wouldn’t see through your little scheme? Unauthorized photography is strictly prohibited!” She crossed her arms sharply in an X.
“Tsk. You’ve ruined my mood. Judging by your attitude, you won’t make a decent wish anyway. This princess is leaving. It’s not like I *need* a contract with a mere mortal like you.”
She turned and vanished into the dappled light and shadow before his eyes—just as mysteriously as she’d appeared.
Only then could Wang Hong’s finger finally press the screen. *Click.* But the chance to capture the little succubus’s adorable face was gone.
“What a pity… just a hair’s breadth away…”
He’d reasoned she wouldn’t kill him—she’d saved him and clearly wanted something. So he deliberately provoked her, aiming to distract her and snap a photo. A real supernatural being! Even if no one believed she was a true succubus, her stunning looks alone would draw massive attention online. Fame and fortune—no need to pay any price for a wish. Yet his meticulously laid plan had failed at the final moment.
“Judging by her reaction… I must’ve angered her. She probably won’t appear again even if I summon her… Ugh—so frustrating!”
Wang Hong grabbed his hair in regret. *Should’ve played it safer.*
Just then, his phone rang.
“Hello? Senior Hao Lin? What’s up?”
Still on the call, Wang Hong left the rooftop.
Meanwhile, Ling Luo stood on the platform above the iron gate, watching him go with a sigh.
“Too bad the contract wasn’t signed… But are boys really this terrifying nowadays? Proposing right away—not even sparing a child…” *(And you, who charges headfirst even at yourself, have the nerve to say that?)*
“I chose him thinking boys would be easier to handle… Why do I feel so drained now…”
After all, Luo Ling had been single eighteen years—interactions with girls barely filled one hand. Even now, having embraced her female identity, she still subconsciously preferred dealing with boys. Deep down, she felt it was easier. What she didn’t realize? That assumption only held when she interacted with others *as a boy*…
“Ah well. Goal achieved. Not a total loss. Big brother… please spread the word for me.”
A sly, villainous smile curved Ling Luo’s lips.
Using her Demon Eye, she’d implanted false memories in the boy, guiding him to the rooftop. Signing a contract was secondary—the real goal: a witness.
To spread an urban legend fast, nothing beat eyewitness accounts passed mouth-to-mouth. Online rumors? Unreliable. But a friend’s story? Believable.
Normally, she’d erase memories after a failed contract. Not this time. Let him talk. Let curiosity draw others in. No need to hunt candidates street by street.
*Hehe. Only this princess could devise such a brilliant scheme.*
“Just to be safe… time for another witness. This time—a cute girl!” Ling Luo grinned mischievously.
Half an hour later. Same rooftop.
“Don’t come closer!” Ling Luo yelled, fleeing.
Behind her, a girl chased relentlessly, face glowing with adoration—a sight that sent chills down Ling Luo’s spine.
“My little cutie, come to big sister’s arms! My greatest wish is a little sister just like you!”
“No way! I refuse to be anyone’s little sister!”
That night, library lingerers swore they heard strange noises—but none could decipher them.
After eight p.m., a sweat-drenched Luo Ling returned to the dorm, stirring his roommates’ concern.
“Whoa, Luo Ling! Overdid it again? We just warned you yesterday!” Pei Lin said worriedly, stepping forward to support him.
“No, no—I was careful. Just sweated a bit more.”
Though slightly breathless, he was far less weak than last night. He’d rested outside first, not wanting them to worry.
*Never thought a girl would chase me across the rooftop till my legs gave out… Thank goodness for the invisibility spell. Her stamina’s insane!* *(Or is yours just pathetically weak?)*
With so little experience around girls, panic was inevitable. Add reluctance to lay hands on her—and he became the one running.
“Ugh. Enough of tonight’s disasters. Wash up, sleep early. Tomorrow’s opening day… finally meeting the whole class. Wonder what kind of people they’ll be?”
Lost in thought, Luo Ling grabbed his change of clothes and headed into the bathroom.
(Mana remaining: 48%)
