Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)

The current situation was becoming clearer.

Although Zhang Shaoqing hadn’t turned into the kind of depraved antagonist whose actions would warrant being shot, the plotline still ensured that he obtained the hypnotic spray he was supposed to have—albeit in a more reasonable way.

It was so sudden! She hadn’t been prepared at all!

But that was how these R18+ novels worked: no logic required.

At least in the real world, the origin of the hypnotic spray would have been explained, rather than it just magically appearing in Zhang Shaoqing’s possession.

So now the spray had been used as a prank. Did that count as breaking the plotline?

Ning Chu darted into the bathroom to avoid any visible agitation in front of her roommates.

Problem after problem kept piling on, leaving her overwhelmed.

Leaning against the bathroom wall, she felt her earlier fear gradually fade. She looked down at the small bottle in her hand, uncertain about what to do next.

Throw it away? Destroy it? Hide it?

Or… maybe I’ll just keep it?

A thought struck her. Although the hypnotic spray was primarily intended for… inappropriate purposes, viewed from another angle, it could serve as the perfect self-defense tool.

If Wen Yang ever tried anything on her, she could hypnotize him on the spot!

Or, if she encountered some creep out in public, one spray to the face would do the trick!

Regular pepper spray wasn’t always effective; if the concentration wasn’t strong enough, some assailants might push through the pain. But this stuff? Instant knockout!

“Ning Chu! What are you doing in the bathroom? If you’re not going to use it on me, at least give it back!” Zhang Shaoqing banged on the door, his voice cracking in desperation. “That’s mine!”

“No way! What if you use it to hurt girls?”

“Do I look like that kind of person?”

“Yes!”

“…”

Zhang Shaoqing paused, then shouted even louder, his tone filled with indignation, “What the hell have I ever done to you these past two months to make you think I’m that kind of person?!”

“It’s confiscated!”

“Well, I’m worried you’ll use it to hurt someone!”

Wen Yang, who was calmly scrubbing clothes on the balcony, heard Zhang Shaoqing’s protest and interjected, “Ning Chu wouldn’t do that.”

“Why not?”

Because Ning Chu was a girl…

If Wen Yang had to imagine her misusing the spray, it would be on some handsome guy rather than girls.

“He… has good character.”

“So, you’re saying I have bad character?!” Zhang Shaoqing pointed at his own face, then turned to Wang Jie, who was loitering at the balcony door. “What about you? Say something!”

“Well, Ning Chu probably wouldn’t…” Wang Jie, not wanting to offend Zhang Shaoqing, cautiously replied. “It’s safer with Ning Chu anyway. Otherwise, you might use it for pranks again.”

“Consider it a peace offering to Ning Chu,” Wen Yang added.

“Damn it! My character isn’t bad either!”

Inside the bathroom, Ning Chu leaned against the door and muttered faintly, “Good character? Then why did you drag Wang Jie to a karaoke bar to meet hostesses or go to bars for drinks with women?”

“Hey, you don’t understand! Those two hostesses on Friday were stunning!” At the mention of this, Zhang Shaoqing’s face lit up with enthusiasm, and he habitually started bragging. “That little spaghetti-strap dress—so fair and smooth! And she could sing too.”

“Right, Wang Jie?”

Wang Jie immediately froze like a quail, his face reddening as he nodded slightly.

“And you didn’t even dare touch her! Unlike me—I at least got to feel her leg.”

This piqued Wen Yang’s interest. “Give me the details.”

Ning Chu let out a disdainful snort.

I wish I could check it out myself! Too bad I’m already a girl—going to places like that would be dangerous.

She stayed in the bathroom for about ten minutes. Her stomach didn’t feel any discomfort.

All clear… for now.

She let out a sigh of relief. Although she had already prepared herself to hide out in the bathroom if things went south, the thought of crouching there, burning up with embarrassment while listening to her three roommates gossiping outside… the image alone was mortifying.

It seemed the hypnotic spray wasn’t a pivotal plot element after all. The key issue was probably whether Zhang Shaoqing ever intended to use it to harm women.

With that in mind, Ning Chu unlocked the door. She cast a glance at the three lascivious old men huddled together, chatting about women, and walked straight into the room.

The moment they saw her, Wen Yang immediately straightened up, adopting a serious demeanor and withdrawing from the conversation. Zhang Shaoqing, however, followed her persistently, pleading with all the eloquence he could muster to get the hypnotic spray back.

“You have to be reasonable! That’s my property.”

“Even if I were a total pervert, there’s no way I’d use it on a girl! That’s a crime, you know?”

“Wait… why are you locking it up?!”

“Don’t even think about it. I’ll keep it safe for you!”

Sitting down at her desk, Ning Chu locked the hypnotic spray in her drawer and pocketed the key.

Zhang Shaoqing let out a long, defeated sigh before turning to leave.

“Shaoqing.”

“What?”

Ning Chu glanced over her shoulder at him and gave a sly smile. “If you come across more treasures like this, don’t keep them to yourself. Let me help you take care of them.”

In the novel, there were plenty of similar gadgets designed for… dubious purposes. Hypnotic sprays, aphrodisiac potions, X-ray vision tools, invisibility cloaks, and even objects enabling remote touch…

However, in the real world, such items would likely come with strict limitations, such as time constraints.

“Yeah, right! You’re just going to take them away, aren’t you?” Zhang Shaoqing shot her a glare. “I’m off to play games! Leave me alone!”

For now, the situation seemed to be resolved.

Ning Chu finally relaxed, her tension fading away. At the very least, Zhang Shaoqing wouldn’t consider using any tools he acquired against girls anymore.

She touched the drawer key in her pocket, grabbed her change of clothes, and headed back to the bathroom.

This time, for a shower.

After thoroughly preparing herself, Ning Chu stood before the mirror and began to undress.

First, she glanced at her chest… Still petite and cute as ever.

The lines on her lower abdomen hadn’t spread any further.

Her figure remained slender and delicate, with no trace of muscle. When fully relaxed, she even had a faint little tummy.

The soft little belly, with its faint pinkish lines, looked… strangely alluring.

Ning Chu realized her entire body had an unexpectedly sensual quality.

Then her eyes drifted downward…

She swallowed hard. It was her own body, her own parts, yet her hands trembled as nervousness overtook her.

But desperate times called for desperate measures!

The novel had made it very clear: Succubus who repeatedly suppressed their desires would eventually lose control of their sanity!

And in this Hentai logic world, the consequences of losing control would likely involve being completely overpowered and toyed with…

Even someone like Lily, the ice-cold, stoic character, couldn’t fully suppress herself and had to resort to little “toys” for self-relief.

Blushing furiously and hiding beneath the sound of running water, Ning Chu—after an entire week of becoming a girl—finally decided to research her new anatomy for the first time.

After a week of adjustment, she had unknowingly grown accustomed to her female body.

Although there was still some resistance, her curiosity was far stronger.

She wasn’t thinking of anything explicit or indulgent; her mind was purely focused on exploration and understanding. However, the heightened sensitivity of her body made her shiver uncontrollably, her legs trembling with weakness.

By the time she finished her shower, she felt utterly drained, as if she’d been thoroughly defeated. Her face clearly displayed a sense of existential despair.

This body was far too sensitive…

“Let’s just treat it as the first step toward accepting my female form,” she muttered to herself.

“One step at a time…”