Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)-Chapter 398
During the afternoon English class, Zhang Shaoqing sat at his desk, looking pitifully at Qian Qian, the cat girl teacher lecturing up front.
She hadn’t talked to him the entire day!
She’d been so warm and cheerful just yesterday morning—why the sudden cold shoulder?
Did she… stop liking him?
That gloomy, lovesick expression of his suddenly froze. Feeling a little guilty, he glanced sideways at Wang Jie and Wen Yang, then quickly lowered his head and rested his chin on his desk.
Wait—why was he feeling this weird rush of excitement instead?
Not being pestered anymore should be a relief, yet somehow, he felt
thrilled
.
His imagination betrayed him, conjuring up a scene of Qian Qian glaring at him angrily, hurling insults, while he held her firmly in his grasp.
If she were in a uniform… maybe with some toys involved… while also being someone else's girlfriend…
—No, that’s too far. He wasn’t that kind of guy. He
did
have some standards.
Still, his brain was definitely getting a little too excited.
“Wang Jie, Shaoqing—want some oranges?”
A voice came from beside him. Ning Chu was offering two peeled slices.
Zhang Shaoqing immediately narrowed his eyes.
No way she’s being nice for no reason.
He darted a glance at Wen Yang, who was listening to the lecture with a blank face, then at Yan Xinya and Lily nearby.
Her boyfriend and best friend hadn’t gotten any, so why was
he
first?
“You drugged it?”
Ning Chu: “???”
“Or did you smear wasabi on it?!”
Leaning back suspiciously, Zhang Shaoqing stared at the orange slices in Ning Chu’s hand like they were poison.
“You’re seriously ill, you know that?” Ning Chu snapped.
“Wait… I got it!” he said suddenly. “It fell on the floor, didn’t it?! That’s why you’re giving it to me instead of Wen Yang!”
Wang Jie just blinked in confusion. He didn’t think that deeply—he simply reached over, grabbed the orange, split it in half, and was about to eat it.
“Don’t eat that!” Zhang Shaoqing yelped, stopping him mid-bite. Carefully, he picked up the orange and examined it like a detective.
“Or maybe it’s just super sour and she’s trying to prank us?”
“Ning Chu, unless you eat a piece first, I’m not touching it!”
“Ugh, you’re insane. Give it back if you don’t want it.”
That did it.
“There’s no way I’m giving it back now!” he declared dramatically, and popped it straight into his mouth.
“Ugh, yeah—it
is
kinda sour. Why are you suddenly into fruit anyway?”
Ning Chu peeled a few more pieces and handed them to Wen Yang and Yan Xinya, replying,
“After lunch I passed by a fruit shop and accidentally bought way too many. Help me finish them before they go bad.”
Wen Yang sighed helplessly. “It didn’t even look like that much when she bought them. Then we got home and realized it was way too much.”
“Maybe Ning Chu’s pregnant,” Yan Xinya teased, ears twitching. “That’d explain the craving for sour food.”
“Don’t talk nonsense!” Ning Chu groaned, pushing her friend’s face away.
“Who even said pregnant women always crave sour stuff? That’s just an old wives’ tale.”
Besides—she’d literally just gotten her period, even if it was a few days late.
Even Lily, who usually stayed calm and expressionless, looked a bit curious. “Pregnant?”
“Yeah,” Yan Xinya grinned. “You better be careful too! I heard succubi get pregnant
really
easily~”
“……”
Lily silently turned her head away, while Ning Chu let out a weary sigh.
It’s said that the very purpose of living creatures is to reproduce—which might explain why succubi are far more fertile than most other demi-human girls or normal human women.
This used to give succubi a strong competitive edge, but in the fast-paced modern era, where many people don’t even
want
children anymore, that “advantage” has become more of a burden.
These days, clinics performing abortions often see young, naïve succubi show up, while the more experienced ones have long since learned how to handle contraception safely and effectively.
“Zhang Shaoqing! Be quiet in class! Unless you’d like to come teach instead?!”
Qian Qian slammed her palm against the desk, startling the small group mid-conversation into silence.
Zhang Shaoqing’s whole face stiffened in panic. He slowly looked up at her—the elegant cat girl teacher in a fitted office skirt suit, her expression icy and commanding.
His eyes involuntarily lit up before he caught himself and quickly ducked his head again.
What the hell is wrong with me?! Why do I suddenly feel this… rush of conquest?!
I’m such a creep!
Qian Qian noticed the strange glint in his eyes and froze for a brief second, but kept her composure. Without saying anything, she casually took an orange slice from Ning Chu’s desk and walked back to the podium, continuing her lecture as if nothing had happened.
Still, she couldn’t help thinking—maybe Ning Chu’s advice was actually working?
Just one day of ignoring him, and Zhang Shaoqing had already tried asking her out four or five times.
Before that, he’d acted indifferent, completely lacking the passion and persistence he had when he was first pursuing her.
“Wen Yang,” Ning Chu whispered, leaning close to his ear, “after class, can you go buy something for me at the pharmacy?”
“Painkillers?” Wen Yang asked immediately, his expression tense. “Is your period acting up again?”
“Not exactly…” She hesitated, then muttered softly, “A pregnancy test.”
That made him go even more rigid. “You’re kidding, right?”
“Don’t freak out,” Ning Chu said, rolling her eyes. “Xinya just scared me, that’s all. I just want to check and be sure.”
“But what if… you really are?”
“Then…” The little succubus froze mid-sentence. Her mind went completely blank.
After a few seconds, she shook her head, curled up over her desk, and muttered, “No way. Absolutely not.”
“Don’t scare me like that,” she added, kicking Wen Yang’s shin under the table. “You
know
I can’t handle that kind of shock!”
They were only
first-year college students
! Not even old enough to marry—the thought of pregnancy was absurd.
Ning Chu didn’t want to think about it anymore and quickly backtracked. “Actually, forget it. Don’t buy it. It’s a waste of money.”
Wen Yang didn’t argue—he knew her too well.
Still, his thoughts were already spiraling into panic:
What would we name the baby?
No—
how the hell would two broke college students even raise one?!
Ning Chu ate the last few pieces of orange, wiped her hands with a tissue, then turned toward Yan Xinya, who was happily spacing out as if nothing had happened.
All this mess, and it had started from
her
teasing.
Fuming, Ning Chu reached out and grabbed the wolf girl’s big, fluffy tail.
“Ah—! What?!” Yan Xinya jolted, eyes wide as she turned in confusion.
“I’m cold! Let me use your tail as a hand warmer!” Ning Chu huffed.
“You could’ve just
said
so~” The wolf girl’s ears twitched as her cheeks flushed pink. “A-and don’t rub it like that…”
While a wolf’s tail wasn’t quite as sensitive as a succubus’s, it was still… dangerous territory.
Yan Xinya, realizing what was really bothering Ning Chu, leaned down on her desk and mumbled softly, “Hey, it’s totally possible though. If your period’s late, that
can
mean pregnancy.”
“And craving sour food could be another sign~ I wasn’t wrong, I was just warning you!”
“I don’t need your ‘warnings!’”
Ning Chu finally let go of the tail and sighed, slumping over her desk with frustration.
“Okay, okay, don’t be mad,” Yan Xinya said gently. “I was just joking. You and Wen Yang
always
use protection, right?”
“……”
“…Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Ning Chu turned her head away, avoiding the wolf girl’s gaze.
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Volume 2 Chapter 143 / Chapter 424: Catgirl Maid
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Chapter 398
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