Although the school was located in a rather remote mountainous area, riding in Zhang Shaoqing’s car ant it took just a little over half an hour for the group to arrive at a nearby lively night market district.
The car stopped in a brightly lit urban area. Colorful signs from bars and KTVs shimred all around, dazzling the eyes, while faintly restless music drifted through the air. Barbecue stalls along the street gave off a strong charcoal aroma.
But it was still only the afternoon. The streets of this night market district weren’t crowded yet, and many shops hadn’t even opened, giving the place a slightly deserted feel.
“It’ll be lively at night,” Zhang Shaoqing said as he parked by the roadside.
With his hands in his pockets, he stood by the car and teased Wen Yang, speaking in a tempting tone, “When the ti cos, there’ll be tons of nightclub-style girls around. With your looks, by just standing here, you’d have girls lining up to buy you drinks.”
Wen Yang nodded in understanding.
“Then I shouldn’t co here at night.”
“Holy crap, are you actually serious?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Man, you’re really no fun.”
He shrugged. Zhang Shaoqing had grown up pampered and well-provided for, his mind drawn to excitent and thrills. Wen Yang, on the other hand, was content to live a good, simple life with Ning Chu—plain as water, but peaceful.
Hearing this, Ning Chu walked over and hugged Wen Yang’s arm, lifting her chin and snorting at Zhang Shaoqing.
“You think everyone’s like you? Corrupting Wang Jie is bad enough, don’t drag my Wen Yang down with you!”
“When did I ever corrupt Wang Jie?” Zhang Shaoqing muttered as he casually locked the car and turned toward a low-key storefront along the street.
“Co on. A friend of mine runs this maid café. Just here to support his business today.”
“So it’s your friend’s place, huh~”
“It’s not like we’re not paying. Why do you look so disappointed you didn’t get a freebie?”
Walking ahead to lead the way, he added, “The maids here are all decent people. No touching.”
“Are you reminding yourself?” Ning Chu chid in from behind, deliberately stirring things up.
“There are handso butlers too. Ning Chu, want to order a couple?”
She disdainfully lifted Wen Yang’s arm that she was holding.
“I already have Wen Yang, okay?”
“I’ve never heard of a succubus being satisfied with just one man.”
Amid their mutual teasing and bickering, the group walked into the maid café.
The main hall featured a large circular bar counter, sowhat reminiscent of a pub. However, there were no flashy lights or intense music. From the character standees at the entrance to the posters on the walls and the figurines on the tables, everything followed a uniform ani-style aesthetic.
This instantly delighted Wang Jie, the hardcore otaku. The mont he stepped inside, he couldn’t stop looking around, excitedly sharing his enthusiasm with Wen Yang.
“That figurine is a limited edition—each one costs several thousand! Now it probably goes for over ten thousand!”
“Holy crap! It’s my favorite character!”
Wen Yang wasn’t particularly into ani. Even when he watched it, it was usually just accompanying Ning Chu, so he didn’t know much about the subculture. He nodded vaguely.
“Oh… which ani is it from?”
“It’s a virtual singer.”
“Huh?”
Zhang Shaoqing t with the shop owner and exchanged a few words, then turned back and called out.
“Let’s go—private room!”
“There are private rooms too…”
Ning Chu muttered quietly, her gaze drifting to a few maids livestreaming near the side of the bar.
The place really did seem fairly proper. At the very least, the maids were dressed quite conservatively—only showing their “absolute territory” and a patch of pale skin around the collarbone. None of them even dared to show cleavage.
There were also notices on the wall stating that taking maids out privately was forbidden, as was any physical contact…
As they gradually entered the private room, Ning Chu leaned against Wen Yang on the sofa. She tilted forward, leaned close to his ear, and asked softly,
“So, what do you think?”
“Pretty okay, I guess? Feels kind of like a KTV?”
“Yeah. Outside it’s like a bar, inside it’s basically a KTV.”
She muttered and nodded, but then the private room door opened. A whole line of girls in maid outfits walked in and stood neatly in front of the sofa.
“Welco ho, Master~”
The perfectly synchronized greeting made Ning Chu shiver. Her eyelid twitched—it felt just like those scenes you always see in movies, where at this point the custor waves a hand and tells the madam, ‘Change them.’
“Which one do you like?” Zhang Shaoqing asked Wen Yang with a cheeky grin. “My treat—don’t be shy!”
“Wait—hold on! Is this place really legit?!” Ning Chu hurriedly stepped in to stop him.
Don’t let this turn into so kind of orgy, damn it! What kind of fate would she, a succubus, have at an orgy?!
“What are you even thinking?” Zhang Shaoqing shot her a glance. “Middle schoolers can co here and hire two maids to help with howork—how is that not legit?”
“……”
“Most people just co to play board gas, okay? The maids aren’t even allowed to drink. It’s to prevent people with dirty minds—like you—from trying to get them drunk.”
“Oh~”
“Shaoqing’s not that lacking in restraint,” Wen Yang said lazily. He didn’t even bother looking at the line of maids, only giving them a quick glance before his eyes settled back on Ning Chu.
“How about you wear a maid outfit for when we get ho tonight?”
Compared to these ordinary girls, his own little succubus in a maid outfit was way more exciting.
Even the most conservative maid outfit would look indecent on her.
“No way~”
Ning Chu scooted her butt away from Wen Yang with a look of disdain, then looked up at the maids waiting to be chosen.
With just one glance, she noticed a maid who was clearly less enthusiastic, even timidly shrinking back.
She looked familiar…
“Nana?”
Zhang Shaoqing had just ordered a bunch of foreign liquor and was fiddling with the bottles on the table. He asked in confusion, “Who? Did you take a fancy to one?”
Ning Chu looked at Nana in her maid outfit, then shook her head.
“No…”
She said that, but she was certain that the girl trying desperately to hide was Nana.
Wasn’t she supposed to be physically weak, fainting at the drop of a hat? She’d only just gotten over her fear of n thanks to that hypnotic spray, and she was already bold enough to work part-ti as a maid?!
“Co on, hurry up and pick two already. If you don’t, I’ll just choose for you,” Zhang Shaoqing snapped impatiently.
“Every one of you acting like shy virgins, what’s there to be embarrassed about?”
He casually pointed at two maids.
“You two. Co here.”
Then he turned to Ning Chu and asked, “It’s your Wen Yang’s birthday, aren’t you going to drink a little?”
“Why are you always trying to get drunk?” Ning Chu complained.
“What, are you plotting sothing against ?”
Zhang Shaoqing looked as if he’d been gravely insulted and shot back angrily, “You don’t even have cat ears! My taste isn’t that low-tier!”
“The horns are pretty good,” Wen Yang chid in.
Sure, you could easily get gored to death—but as handles, they were excellent. Especially Ning Chu’s horns—the shape and size were oddly perfect.
“Those horns are obviously hard and cold even without touching them! They’re trash compared to fluffy cat ears! Right, Wang Jie?”
Wang Jie shrugged.
“I don’t know, I’m not a furry.”
“I’ll let it slide since it’s Wen Yang's birthday today.”
Zhang Shaoqing laughed and had the maids pour drinks for everyone.
“Co on, co on—drink up! We’re not leaving until we’re drunk!”
“Again…?”
“It’s your husband’s birthday. If you still don’t drink even a little this ti, that’s just unreasonable.”
Before she’d even taken a sip, Ning Chu’s cheeks were already flushed pink from the word “husband.”
She and Wen Yang called each other all kinds of things in private, but this was the first ti soone had teased her like that.
“I’ll drink for you.”
She stopped Wen Yang’s hand as it reached out.
“Forget it. If you get drunk, I’ll be the one stuck taking care of you.”
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