Will an Old Enemy Turn into a Puppy?

The following is the text of this article: [Calm, slow and complaining, special beta attack that can attract alpha, violent and innocent chuunibyou, thinks attack is the alpha of omega] Academic tyrant VS school tyrant When Zhuang Qiu received the appraisal notice from the hospital, he happened to pull out an "invitation letter" from a famous school bully. The content of the notice is complicated, but the invitation letter from the school bully is simple and easy to understand. On it, there was a line written arrogantly: "At three o'clock in the afternoon, training ground, do you dare to come?" Zhuang Qiu thought carefully for a few seconds, then pulled out a sticky note and replied with two words: "Busy." Then he turned around and went to the hospital without any psychological burden. The school tyrant Qi Xingzhu's invitations are sent every three days, but the expert account of the appraisal center is not always available. Facing the expert account he had worked so hard to recruit, Zhuang Qiu had a good attitude, even though he denied his second gender when he opened his mouth: "Young man, actually you are not an alpha." "That's right, you are actually a kind of special beta between the three genders. You seem ordinary, but in fact you have a special beta with pheromones that can make even the toughest alphas become obsessed with their waists, and are completely uninterrupted by the susceptible period and estrus!" The expert was very excited: "I want to name it!" Zhuang Qiu: "... Oh." I went to the hospital and got a new gender. Even Zhuang Qiu would be a little troubled by such a small probability event. Holding the identification form and a bunch of pheromone blocking stickers stuffed in by the experts, I stood in the hospital lobby in confusion, and accidentally entered the Omega exclusive department. After being lost for a long time, when he finally came out of it, he turned around and bumped into Qi Xingzhu, who had also appeared in the hospital for some reason. The school bully who used to be arrogant had a weird expression and stiff body. Zhuang Qiu raised his hand and was about to say hello, but he turned around and ran away as if he suddenly realized something. With hands and feet in a panic, we can't choose the right path. Zhuang Qiu: "?" Strange things started from this day. I don't know why, but the school bully who had a long-standing grudge appeared more and more frequently. He showed up awkwardly to borrow a pen during the theoretical exam, he showed up to deliver water in training competitions, he participated in the practical grouping arrogantly, and he asked God to help when he lost his clothes. Even in the matching registration and comprehensive test activities organized by his grade, he eagerly participated. After getting a serious answer from Zhuang Qiu: "No, we hit an A", he gritted his teeth and refused to leave with a red face. It wasn't until a long time later that Zhuang Qiu began to reasonably doubt whether Qi Xingzhu wanted to use a condom to poison himself, but suddenly in a dark corner, he found an alpha who was hot and in a susceptible stage. He huddled in the corner holding a white shirt that belonged to Zhuang Qiu, with his whole face buried in the shirt. He closed his eyes and felt the residual smell on it, while cursing fiercely and bursting into tears. "Damn it, the textbook didn't say that Omega's pheromones smell so good!" The young alpha's voice trembled, and he was crying in excitement: "Damn Zhuang Qiu, my legs are weak..." In fact, Zhuang Qiu was just passing by: "..." Well, this alpha that was holding his clothes like a puppy, rubbing and sniffing him, seemed a bit familiar. ——Separating line—— [Babies, please give me a preview: The dungeon survival notes of a low-level succubus] Advance receipt copy: Succubus Attack vs Fallen Angel Shou (wrong tonic station) Ace is a low-level succubus with no memory. He has been staying in the red-light district tavern in the underground city since he became conscious. Of course, a weak and ordinary low-level succubus like him will not be liked by the customers. He can only do jobs such as cleaning tables and serving drinks. In the dungeon, the weak succubus is the lowest existence. It is a very good thing to survive. Ace is an easily satisfied demon and will encourage himself before work every day. The days were supposed to pass by in an ordinary way, with trembling and fear. Until one day, a book appeared on Ace's bedside - a low-level succubus' dungeon survival notes. On the first day, the first line appeared on it: "Your boss is working on selling you. Do as I say and everything will be solved." The work was busy enough, and Ace just thought it was someone's prank. But the next day, I accidentally overheard the conversation between the boss and the brothel madam. The demon thug in the tavern looked straight at him with his cold and bloody pupils. "Do you believe it now, little one? Be obedient. I won't lie to you." The text that appears is persuasive. Ace had no choice but to trust this strange "prophecy book". So, under the trembling gaze of the young succubus, it made its first simple request: "Now, lift up your shirt, my child." At first, I simply took off my shirt and pulled down my trousers, but as the danger in the dungeon increased, the instructions from the stranger became more and more excessive. Self-stroking is enough to make the devil feel ashamed. It even transformed into strange "limbs" and played tricks on the young body of the low-level succubus. After spending countless nights being licked by invisible things, Ace finally couldn't stand it anymore. He was determined to escape from this terrible dungeon. But it is too difficult. A low-level succubus with no gold coins, no strength, and no memory of the past is not even qualified to board the train. Fortunately, Ace met a kind and elegant fallen angel Mr. Xilin. Mr. Xilin was a kind person. Not only did he help the lost succubus dry his face and give him clean clothes, he also generously lent Ace a large sum of gold coins. In order to prevent Ace from being embarrassed, the fallen angel said humorously: "These are not given to you for free. I am writing a research report on dungeons and succubi. Maybe you can help." He is such a good man. Ace blushed and nodded in agreement, putting his plan to escape from the dungeon on hold for the time being. However, Mr. Fallen Angel was very powerful, and by staying by his side, the danger was much less, and the annoying notes finally fell silent. They went to the dragon's lair, took off the scales from the sleeping dragon's tail, went to the mountains where the bad-tempered dwarves lived, bought the spirits they brewed, and went to the giant tree bookstore of the dark elves, where they fell asleep... "That's great," Ace couldn't help but think, so happy. But being addicted to happiness is not a good thing, it often means danger. Finally one night, words appeared in the notebook again: "In two hours, you will encounter a wave of undead, and the obedient children will still get help." "Now, go and kiss Mr. Fallen Angel's face." Intention: Bravery and persistence