The second week of the semester marked the beginning of March.

Temperatures were slowly warming up, thick down coats were stashed away, and lighter clothes were back in rotation. Ning Chu no longer needed to bundle up like a plump penguin.

But with the warmth came the damp, drizzly weather, along with condensation covering windows and tiles—the notorious “backflow” season.

“It’s raining…”

On the messy bed, the little succubus was just waking up, and the sound of light rain came drifting in from outside the window.

She opened her eyes, poking her head out of the cozy bed, her big, …