Chapter 248: 247. In Class
So Hei Dou has exorcism skills too?
A professional at restraining ghostly monsters?
Ning Chu suddenly found Hei Dou much more likable. From now on, just bringing Hei Dou to class would ensure Wen Yang would never get drained by a succubus ghost.
She recalled if there were any similar female ghost side characters in the book.
Although her past experiences were complicated, she had no particular preference for ghost girls. This exorcism plot was merely inspired by how unsatisfied she felt watching certain anime.
So Hei Dou was useful, but not much.
As classmates gradually arrived, the teacher had already sat at the podium and started roll call.
At the beginning of the semester, everyone was fairly well-behaved, with few cases of skipping class. Now, if two-thirds showed up, it was considered decent.
Zhang Shaoqing and Wang Jie didn’t come to class today either.
Er Pi Lian was in a tough spot. He had pretended to give in and tricked his family out of twenty thousand yuan, only to be caught by his mom on Sunday night.
Ning Chu glanced at the message Zhang Shaoqing sent her.
“Help help help help help…”
“My mom’s so unfair! Sneak attack! She came to get me at nine o’clock! Help me mark attendance tomorrow!”
Seeing him still in the mood to joke around, it seemed unlikely he would turn villainous over this small matter.
The English teacher at the podium was still that beautiful young woman. Ning Chu had suffered under her before, so there was no way she would help Zhang Shaoqing with attendance.
With her arm propped on Hei Dou’s shoulder, she toyed with the soft cat ears, resting her head on her hand. When the English teacher called her name, she responded, “Present!”
“Wen Yang, why hasn’t Wang Jie shown up?”
“Maybe he’s out having fun with his girlfriend. He said he skipped all of Monday’s classes and will come back at night.”
“I see…”
Ning Chu maliciously speculated, mumbling, “By the time he comes back tonight, he might be completely drained, right?”
However, Wen Yang wasn’t thinking about Wang Jie; he was worried about the succubus ghost An An. He leaned closer to Ning Chu’s ear, whispering, “That ghost girl seems really scared of Hei Dou?”
“Because black cats exorcise evil spirits.”
“What I heard was that black cats attract evil.”
The meaning of black cats varies depending on local customs.
“Well, anyway, the ghost girl is afraid of Hei Dou.” Ning Chu murmured, gently stroking Hei Dou’s tail, taking a few cat fur tufts and tossing them onto Wen Yang’s shoulder. “Here, a protective charm.”
If she had known it would come to this, she should have collected all the fur Hei Dou shed and made a little mat or stuffed it into a pouch for Wen Yang to carry around.
Now that Hei Dou had become a cat girl, the furiest parts were mostly her head and tail, not at all comparable to before.
Maybe she could take her to get a haircut?
Ning Chu’s face suddenly flushed. Before she could react, Hei Dou suddenly looked up, sniffing the air as she gazed down at her.
Yan Xinya also turned to look at Ning Chu, wearing an ambiguous smile that women understand.
Wen Yang felt that the sweet scent of Ning Chu was even more intoxicating, and being so close, his body involuntarily reacted, thinking it was just his overactive blood flow. He bent slightly, glancing furtively at Ning Chu and Yan Xinya, fearful of being caught.
“…”
Facing Yan Xinya’s teasing gaze, Ning Chu felt she could still accept it; after all, that girl had been corrupted by Lily long ago.
But looking into Hei Dou’s innocent, romantic eyes, as pure as a glass ball, her internal shame and embarrassment grew ever more inflated.
Why now?
Had that ghost girl completely given up on Wen Yang’s affections?
Just because of a small cat girl? Because of her jokingly protective charm?
The air she exhaled was heated, and she struggled to restrain the waves of impulses inside her, but the deeply etched bliss she had experienced recently surged back up.
The fiery sensation in her lower abdomen gradually morphed into an intense emptiness.
Having tasted the unprecedented pleasure from the succubus, her willpower was no longer as steadfast as before.
She just wanted to be filled…
Ning Chu gritted her teeth, resting her head on the desk, her shoulders trembling slightly.
“Not feeling well?”
Out of the blue, her shoulder was gently patted.
Her body stiffened, too embarrassed to lift her head and reveal her longing eyes, so she just stayed down, pretending not to hear.
Wen Yang explained to the English teacher, “She has a terrible stomachache. She already took some medicine; she’ll be fine soon.”
The English teacher looked at Ning Chu with concern, asking, “If you’re not feeling well, you should go to the medical room.”
“No, I went before class.”
“Is that so?”
Always worried about that excessively beautiful boy, she asked with concern, “You look really unwell; do you want to take a sick leave?”
“Pfft!”
The English teacher looked confusedly at Yan Xinya, who quickly turned her head away while covering her mouth.
“Lying down… I’ll be fine after a while.”
Ning Chu managed to speak, still too shy to look up.
“If anything happens, remember to tell the teacher.”
“Mm…”
Her breathing quickened, the intense craving slowly wearing down her will. The throbbing desire was driving her mad, and her rationality was gradually collapsing.
When the English teacher turned away to write on the blackboard, she suddenly clung to Wen Yang’s arm, trembling as she pressed his hand down over her body.
Wen Yang looked at her in shock, glancing around in a panic.
“This is class…”
His quiet reminder made Ning Chu suddenly snap back to reality.
Right! This is class!
If they did something here, wouldn’t she be no different from the female lead in Small Royal Text?
And there was the possibility of being discovered by classmates, effectively social suicide from then on.
Ning Chu took several deep breaths, trying to suppress her body’s restlessness. After a moment, her tense muscles gradually relaxed.
Exhausted and powerless, she slumped over the desk, her face filled with despair.
Her phone vibrated—a message from Lily, reveling in misfortune.
“If you can’t hold it in, I suggest carrying a little toy with you!”
Then Lily sent a few links—pills, invisible ones, panty versions…
Ning Chu quietly turned her phone screen down on the desk.
She had grown accustomed to Lily recommending toys, usually managing to remain unfazed… but this time she was genuinely a bit tempted.
It wasn’t weird for a former little boy to be interested in toys, right?
She argued with herself inwardly but despondently closed her eyes.
Not only had she adapted to being a qualified female, but she had gradually turned into something resembling a succubus.
Hei Dou leaned over: “Mom~ What was wrong with you just now? Not feeling well?”
“…”
Ning Chu’s lingering blush surged back, quickly filling her cheeks with heat.
Could you please stop talking?!
“When Dad bullied you a few nights ago, you were like this too~”
Her breath nearly stopped, shame preventing her from looking up.
Sure enough, Hei Dou remembered what happened that Friday night… even though she was just a cat then.
“Mom?”
“From now on, it won’t happen again…”
Hurry and send Hei Dou away! Otherwise, she might truly lead the child astray!
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