Lu Qing was vaguely pulled back to the entrance of "Yuehui Fine Steakhouse" by Tang Hua.
Bai Xing was sitting by the window, touching up her makeup, applying a youthful cherry-colored lipstick, completely unaware of the gravity of the situation.
Until—
"Hello, I’m Lubia, an artist. You can also call me Tang Hua."
Tang Hua, who was being held by the wrist by the boss, leaned closer to him. In the blink of an eye, before Bai Xing could react, she pulled the boss—
And led him to the empty seat opposite Bai Xing, sitting down right next to him.
…
…
"Ah…"
Bai Xing opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the moment her eyes caught a glimpse of Tang Hua’s appearance,
Her pupils shook in shock.
?!!!
"It’s you!!!!"
In that one second, Bai Xing didn’t even know where to look—
Not to mention the other party’s beauty, which was a mix of innocence and seductive allure,
Just the sheer size of her chest was enough to make Bai Xing instantly feel inferior and self-conscious.
In Bai Xing’s eyes, the other party’s looks were SS-tier, her bust was SSSSS-tier, her thighs were SS-tier, her pure yet seductive aura was SSS-tier, and her slim waist and full hips were both S+-tier.
In other words, the girl in front of her—
This "stalker" whom she had already reported and punished before,
Was a true "hexagonal warrior" in every sense of the word.
If, to her, Su Ling was an unfathomable, dark, and sinister entity from another realm,
Then the girl across from her was a fully matured succubus who had just emerged from her underground lair, hungry and ready to feast.
This.
How am I supposed to compete with this?
"……"
Bai Xing’s expression darkened, and all her confidence vanished in an instant,
Completely wiped out.
Her senior seemed to have already fallen under the succubus’s spell, and at this moment, he had been lured into the other party’s territory, completely derailing Bai Xing’s original plan.
—【He had been seduced away by her.】
…
…
"So, you’re Lubia…"
"Huh? ‘Lubia’?"
Tang Hua didn’t know she had been given this nickname. She glanced at Lu Qing, who nodded and explained, "It’s a new nickname I came up with for you."
"Oh… Alright, then I’m Lubia."
As long as it was something the boss said, it was an order.
Tang Hua accepted it readily and nodded at the girl.
"……"
Bai Xing felt the pressure mounting.
It’s over, isn’t it?
Is there even a way to win this?
But she wasn’t going to give up so easily.
She’d keep observing.
"I’m Bai Xing. My senior has probably already introduced me to you. I’m his exclusive voice actress. It’s a pleasure to meet you."
She stubbornly declared her identity to the succubus,
Pretending to be calm while secretly continuing to scrutinize the other party.
"Nice to meet you."
Tang Hua responded politely, her innocent face exuding an overwhelming sense of pressure that contradicted her appearance.
…
How did it come to this?
Isn’t this just too unfair?
What even is that…
How could any normal woman possess such a "weapon"?
How is this even possible???
How did her body develop like that?
Her waist, her shoulder width, her legs—they’re all completely disproportionate to her "ultimate weapon"!
She embodies every attribute that men fantasize about, while simultaneously avoiding all the usual drawbacks like broad shoulders, a bulky back, or excess fat.
Her proportions… Did she achieve this through daily workouts?
But that’s impossible, right? Working out would build muscle, and muscular legs would immediately strip away any sense of femininity.
But she doesn’t have that.
How did she do it?
Her thighs are thick, like those of a top supermodel, with a visual impact that completely crushes any anime-style legs.
This… How is this even possible!?
"……"
Well,
Almost without saying a word,
She had already been completely defeated by the other party’s "figure" in the first round.
Bai Xing pursed her lips, stubbornly refusing to admit defeat.
"That’s right, last time I didn’t get a good look at her face because she was too far away… But now, after a closer inspection, I can see that her scandalous body is matched with a face and aura that are so pure and clean… It gives off the impression that she’s never been tainted by anything dirty."
This is just too ridiculous.
This woman.
The only possible flaw that could be used against her—"impurity"—has also been erased.
【She’s invincible.】
【With just her aura and that natural innocence, combined with her unbeatable figure, she can completely destroy me.】
【I can’t win against her.】
【What about Su Ling?】
【Can Su Ling beat her?】
【Su Ling doesn’t have an SSSSS-tier figure like her, does she?】
【No, Su Ling doesn’t rely on her figure; she has other secret techniques.】
【Yes, if it’s Su Ling, there must be another way.】
【Right now, I’m no match for her. After all, cuteness is no match for sex appeal.
And when it comes to pure seduction, it’s like trying to compete with the moon… A futile effort.】
This is just too frustrating.
I’m completely crushed.
The other party hasn’t even made a move yet,
And I’m already done for.
"Haha, hahaha, well, senior, I just ordered a sirloin steak, some snacks, and a pitcher of juice. Why don’t you two take a look at the menu and add whatever you’d like to order."
Though she didn’t want to admit defeat, after reassessing the current situation, Bai Xing decided that
Today, she could just go with the flow.
Forcing a smile, she pushed the menu over to the space between her senior and Lubia.
Watching him nod and start flipping through the menu,
And then seeing her subtly lean her body closer to his right arm,
Allowing her chest to ever so slightly brush against his arm.
Lu Qing trembled almost imperceptibly, awkwardly flipping the menu to the next page with a bit too much force.
"……She’s such a cunning succubus."
Bai Xing watched this, feeling even more powerless in the face of the other party’s tactics.
If her opponent were just someone without any schemes, that would be one thing, but Lubia not only had an otherworldly figure and flawless looks, she even took the initiative to get close to her senior, unlike the usual passive scheming girls.
This was just too outrageous. She wasn’t even pretending; her actions made it seem like she was positioning herself as his girlfriend… No, not just a girlfriend,
It was more like a "mistress."
—She had placed herself in the position of a 【mistress】.
In that moment,
Bai Xing’s brows furrowed deeply.
Upon closer analysis, the relationship between Lubia and her senior didn’t have the awkwardness of a typical boyfriend-girlfriend dynamic.
On the contrary, her pure yet seductive aura, her initiative, her naturalness, her lack of pretense—
It all felt like a third party declaring her dominance over Bai Xing.
"……What is this? Isn’t there any sense of morality? No rules? Just straight-up seduction with her body?? What… What kind of game is this…"
Bai Xing was on the verge of tears.
But she couldn’t say anything.
She couldn’t show it.
In 【The Way of Su Ling】, it was written: "Even if you’re feeling a thousand different emotions inside, you must never let it show on your face. Doing so would reveal your ‘depth,’ giving your crush a bad impression. At the same time, it would give your opponent an opening."
—This was one of Su Ling’s tactics that Bai Xing had meticulously noted down in her notebook.
Therefore, even though she was feeling utterly defeated at the moment, she absolutely could not give up.
So what if her figure was completely outclassed, her looks couldn’t compete, her geographical advantage was taken away, her relationship with her senior wasn’t as strong as the other party’s, and she had been deliberately outmaneuvered by Lubia, who pretended to get lost so that her senior would go pick her up, creating the fatal blow of them returning together while Bai Xing was left in the cold?
What does it matter?
I have a strong mentality.
I have deep reserves of composure.
Even though my senior is sitting on your side.
Even though he’s not even looking at me.
Even though you’ve got a hold on his body.
What does it matter?
Even if I can’t compare to you,
I won’t surrender.
I won’t give up.
I’ll never give up.
"Hmph…"
Thinking this, the girl lowered her head, unable to stop herself from sniffling slightly,
Pouting her lips,
Lifting the back of her hand,
And shrinking her delicate body as she wiped away her tears in solitude.
……
……

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"