“Spend 5000 DP to summon [Succubus]?”
“Yes!”
On a dark, windy night, during the perfect time to summon a demon.
After spending some time coaxing Chlorel to sleep, Su Yao went alone to the newly established Boss Room on the second floor of the dungeon.
The final Boss Room was set at the end of a nearly submerged cavern tunnel, with the room buffs being “Mana Abundance” and “Duel.”
Mana Abundance — all creatures in this room have increased mana regeneration speed.
Duel — this room only supports one-on-one battles. When a brawl or multiple attackers occur, all damage in the room is reduced by 99%.
Because it was set at the easily flooded end of the cavern tunnel, the room’s door couldn’t be the massive wooden gate it once was.
After placing the last Teleport Point in this room, Su Yao spent 15,000 DP to purchase a “Magic Seal.”
That’s right—the same shimmering barrier often seen in games.
Until the seal is broken, nothing but air can pass through; nothing can get in or out.
Breaking the seal requires fifth-rank or higher attack Magic, or sustained damage of equivalent power.
However, this room was set in a tunnel nearly submerged in water.
Although there was just enough space between the water surface and the tunnel ceiling for breathing, no normal person could cast spells or wield weapons under such conditions.
So naturally, this room was “absolutely impossible for anyone else to break into.”
By the way, the “Magic Seal” can be set to allow creatures to pass under certain conditions, similar to how in some games people can swim into underwater ruins without letting water in.
Unfortunately, buying that kind of “Magic Seal” costs extra…
And she was exactly short on money. To reach level 35, she had spent nearly all her DP income over several days on purchasing Flame Demons.
Managing to scrape together enough DP for this Boss Room, the new Teleport Point, and a “low-tier Magic Seal” was already pushing her limits.
Back to the point—the Succubus summoning had been planned in advance with Lilith, and the chosen time ensured summoning accuracy.
After all, at this hour, most humans were probably asleep, and no one else would be idly summoning or purchasing Succubi like she was.
“Here it comes!”
Particles of light gathered before Su Yao, a scene she had witnessed more than once but still couldn’t fully suppress her excitement.
Soon, a new Miss Succubus appeared in the room.
Her thick black hair flowed down her back, with neat bangs covering her forehead. On each side near her demon horns, she wore a black hairpin.
She wore black-rimmed glasses, and her willow-shaped eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
Her dress clung over her ample chest, tied with straps behind her neck, revealing fair, slightly rosy shoulders and a large expanse of skin on her back.
The skirt barely covered her thighs, and looking closely, the dress had no small hole in the back for a tail.
A “heart-shaped” leaf-shaped tail extended from beneath the hem at her rear.
Through the skirt lifted by her tail, one could see black lace panties tightly hugging her peach-shaped hips, the delicate fabric slightly pressed into curves that sparked endless imagination.
“Hello, Miss Vainet. I’m Su Yao. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Y-You… Hello. I’m but a humble girl. Please, I hope you’ll take care of me.”
Huh? She probably meant mutual care, right? Seems Lilith must have told her a lot.
This Miss Succubus named Vainet was introduced by Lilith. This rookie fashion designer’s works were not well received by most Succubi.
Her philosophy—that “High exposure doesn’t equal beauty; true beauty is the perfect combination of clothing and temperament, fulfilling fantasies without being vulgar or obscene”—had been harshly criticized by many skilled Succubus fashion designers.
But to Su Yao, she was a gem. No need to explain further; true veterans understood.
“Miss Vainet, don’t be nervous.”
Since the summoning ended, this Succubus, who resembled a literary girl from the original world, had been terribly anxious.
She clutched the hem of her skirt tightly between her legs, eyes fixed on her lower half, unwilling to raise her head.
“My name is Su Yao, I’m the Dungeon Master here. I’m currently looking for a talented fashion designer. I happened to hear your design philosophy and think we share the same ideals. Please, you must lend me your strength!”
“Someone like me… a hopeless Succubus and terrible designer… could I really make clothes that people would like?”
So that was why. It wasn’t just nerves causing her demeanor. Her works being unpopular for a long time, and her ideals repeatedly rejected by her own kind, naturally led to a loss of confidence.
Maybe not perfectly accurate, but Su Yao roughly understood her.
Since coming to this world, Su Yao had found her lover, gained her own dungeon, and set goals to achieve.
But back in the original world, she was just an ordinary nobody.
Her parents often nagged in her ear: as a child, “Look at so-and-so’s kid,” and as she grew older, “What you did back then was wrong,” or “If only you’d listened to me sooner…”
No denying they loved her, but those words were also the deepest wounds.
Whether in life or work, surrounded by constant “denial,” it was natural to become anxious, self-conscious, and doubt oneself.
Vainet’s situation might have been worse, since the “denial” she faced wasn’t an unintentional slip from family affection, but something purer and more cutting.
Here and now, Su Yao decided to cast a small Miracle Magic for her…
“I really like your designs, Vainet. They’re truly beautiful. You’re an excellent designer, and you’ll create even more beloved clothes in the future.”
“R-Really…?”
Indeed. From the moment they met, the black dress she wore already proved her talent and skill in fashion design.
All Vainet needed was a little praise, or someone who understood.
She was a sly one; although she took advantage of the moment, Su Yao didn’t feel she’d done anything wrong.
If only her parents had encouraged the younger her as she encouraged Vainet now, maybe things could have changed.
“Really. Come work with me as the Chief Designer of Labyrinth Outfits. I’ll make sure everyone knows there’s a Succubus named ‘Vainet’ whose designs are beautiful!”
Hearing this, the Succubus finally raised her head. Behind her glasses, her crystal-clear eyes seemed to change somehow.
The golden-haired Lolita Succubus who had been pushed forward was embraced in Vainet’s arms.
“I, Vainet Pulier, am willing to sign a Contract with Miss Su Yao. Please allow me to say it again: I’m but a humble girl. From now on, Master, please take good care of me!”