Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 1

“You smell so good.”

Bai Ruanruan was pushed onto the balcony, half her body dangling over the iron railing.

Her pale eyes flickered with fear as her fingers desperately gripped the slippery metal frame, knuckles turning white. From beneath her sleeve peeked red marks that coiled like thorns across her snow-white skin.

Her slender swan-like neck strained, bending into a graceful yet precarious curve.

“Look at her—she’s so ugly,” sneered a malicious girl in front of her, roughly yanking Bai Ruanruan’s sleeve.

With a sharp rip, her arm and shoulder were exposed to the sunlight, revealing red imprints that crawled like vines across her fair skin.

Among succubi, those with snow-like complexions were considered superior—just a single glance could bewitch an ordinary person.

But Bai Ruanruan was an anomaly. Her peach-blossom eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her flawless face marred by humiliation and helplessness.

Apart from her face and limbs, her entire body seemed to have been kissed by vines, leaving behind vivid red birthmarks.

One glance at her unclothed form would surely make people call her a freak.

“A hideous monster like you could die here, and no one would even notice.”

The cruel succubus before her pressed a silver knife lightly against Bai Ruanruan’s delicate face—a face as beautiful as the patterns on her body were grotesque.

“Do you really think this face alone could charm someone into saving you?”

Bai Ruanruan’s lashes fluttered. Her throat was constricted, making it hard to breathe, while her perfectly shaped lips trembled with rapid breaths, the plump center slightly raised—a shape that begged to be kissed.

Yet her gaze quickly steadied from panic to eerie calm, as if she were accustomed to such torment.

The sight unnerved her tormentor, who then flared with rage—

Bai Ruanruan felt herself lifted into the air before being shoved violently over the edge.

In that fleeting moment of weightlessness, she seized the attacker’s wrist and dragged her down with her—

Her cool, beautiful eyes gently closed, her face—more exquisite than a midnight-blooming epiphyllum—wearing a faint smile.

A stark contrast to the shrieking woman flailing beside her.

But instead of the cold embrace of the ground or the splatter of bl00d, darkness swallowed her in a dizzying haze.

“Bai Ruanruan! The bar’s opening today—Omegas get in free! What are you spacing out for?”

Bai Ruanruan blinked open her eyes, meeting the gaze of her friend Song Yu. Her peach-blossom eyes held a distant, dazed look, as if she had crossed lifetimes.

She had only transmigrated into this world a day or two ago, spending all her time holed up in a tiny dorm, utterly unfamiliar with everything around her.

She was no longer the little succubus mocked for the crimson vine-like birthmarks covering her back—in this world, succubi didn’t even exist.

Here, society was structured around secondary genders: Omegas, Alphas, and Betas. Bai Ruanruan’s identity was that of a struggling Beta actress, desperate to break into the entertainment industry but lacking connections.

Yet the moment she transmigrated, this body had transformed into a sweet, peach-scented Omega.

“Word is the CEO of Radiant Entertainment will be there tonight. If we bump into him, we could skip the internal screenings and land the company’s best resources!”

“Yeah, I heard a bunch of small-time stars are going to try their luck.”

“Even landing a minor gig would set me up for a whole year!”

Bai Ruanruan stood with lowered eyes outside the bar, waiting in line to enter, wearing one of the few presentable little dresses the original owner possessed.

The pale pink dress was like wrapping the colors of the sky around her waist. The thin, long lines of her legs were accentuated even further by the garter stockings, their lace-trimmed edges gently pressing into the soft flesh of her thighs. On her feet were satin heels with a delicate strap wrapped around her slender ankles.

Her soft, long hair cascaded over her shoulders as Bai Ruanruan smiled at the bouncer. “Can I go in?”

The enticing peach-like scent of an Omega drifted through the alcohol-heavy air near the bar, instantly alerting every Alpha nearby!

The bouncer, a Beta, had never smelled such a pure Omega pheromone before. His eyes widened, and he stammered, “Y-yes, go right in!”

Before Bai Ruanruan could thank him, her friend, who had already entered, quickly pulled her inside.

As a succubus, Bai Ruanruan instinctively exuded a sweet, honeyed peach fragrance, completely unaware of how to control it. In the chaotic atmosphere, her alluring yet fresh scent cut through the alcohol, electrifying every Alpha in the bar.

Pushed and jostled by the crowd, Bai Ruanruan was dragged to their reserved booth.

As two struggling minor celebrities with little savings, they couldn’t afford expensive drinks and had only ordered the cheapest cocktails.

Song Yu took a sip of her drink, her eyes lighting up. “Look at the tall Alpha at four o’clock—doesn’t she look like the CEO of Radiant Entertainment?”

Bai Ruanruan, who had never tasted alcohol in her original world, curiously took a sip of the cloyingly sweet cocktail and immediately frowned.

The vine-like red birthmark on her back grew warm. In just half a minute, the concentration of her pheromones intensified.

What had once been a light, pleasant peach fragrance now became so rich it felt like the fruit could be squeezed for juice with the slightest touch.

Bai Ruanruan’s vision blurred. “What?”

The CEO of Radiant Entertainment?

She recalled the role the original owner had wanted to audition for—the biggest investor was Radiant Entertainment.

Her body burned with heat, her muddled mind unable to focus on career prospects as she slumped weakly against the couch.

Dizzy and feverish.

Her body had reached its limit in pheromone saturation, but the little succubus knew nothing of it—she only felt unbearably hot.

Song Yu continued rambling, “I heard that CEO is a top-tier Alpha, the ‘eldest princess’ the entire corporation worships. With the chairman in rehab, she calls all the shots now.”

After downing half her drink, Song Yu sneered. “Plenty have tried to cozy up to her, but now they’re all too scared to get close because of her pheromones.”

Still chattering, Song Yu suddenly realized her friend wasn’t responding. When she looked up, her face paled—

“Bai Ruanruan, you—”

Bai Ruanruan’s cheeks were flushed, her body radiating an intoxicating peach scent laced with alcohol.

“I’m so hot…”

Her lips glistened red, her peach-blossom eyes hazy with tears. Song Yu’s breath hitched before she hissed in a low voice, “Are you in heat?!?!”

Bai Ruanruan tilted her head in confusion. “What’s heat?”

Song Yu urgently covered the swelling gland at the back of Bai Ruanruan’s neck. “Are you insane?! The Alphas here will tear you apart!”

“There’s nowhere nearby selling suppressants. Do you have a partner? Get them to mark you, quick!”

Song Yu looked up to see every alpha and beta in the bar staring with predatory intensity in their eyes—none had ever encountered such an intoxicating pheromone in their lives.

Bai Ruanruan blinked in innocent confusion. “What’s marking?”

Too shocked to process her friend’s ignorance, Song Yu hastily explained, “It’s when someone bites your neck.”

“I’ll run to the pharmacy across the street for suppressants. You hide somewhere secluded!”

Surveying the packed bar and bustling streets outside, Song Yu hesitated. By the time she returned with the suppressants, would Bai Ruanruan even still be alive?

Unaware of the pheromones she was radiating, Bai Ruanruan murmured,

“You just said… all I need is to find an alpha for marking?”

Isn’t our target that top-tier alpha?

……

Gu Jianyou leaned against the silver-winged sofa, taking a sip of wine as she absently twisted the ring on her pinky.

“President Liang seems to be enjoying herself. I won’t intrude further tonight.” She brushed nonexistent dust from her sleeve. “Crowds aren’t my preference—I’ll take my leave.”

President Liang hurriedly intercepted her. She’d begged repeatedly to get this untouchable figure to visit her new bar—how could she let her escape so soon?

“Half these starlets came specifically for you. If you leave now, think of how heartbroken those girls will be,” Liang coaxed. “What about that one in the pink dress?”

Pinned to the sofa, Gu Jianyou glared irritably at the trembling omegas too intimidated to approach.

Agreeing to this outing had clearly been a mistake.

The aggressive pheromones of iris blended with rose formed an invisible barrier, repelling the saccharine-scented crowd.

Liang smirked. “Surely relying on suppressants forever isn’t sustainable. Don’t you want a partner?”

Gu Jianyou’s expression chilled. Her fingers stilled on the ring.

Then her gaze landed on the pink-clad girl—flushed cheeks, dazed eyes, swaying unsteadily in her heels.

The girl’s overwhelming peach fragrance ensnared the entire room.

Just as Gu Jianyou assumed another admirer was approaching, the girl walked past without a glance.

Apart from her sluggish steps, she might as well have been any passerby.

Gu Jianyou’s eyebrow arched. Her ring stopped spinning.

As Bai Ruanruan passed, Gu Jianyou caught sight of loosened seams along the girl’s waist—revealing a tantalizing sliver of pale back.

The smooth contours traced upward to where crimson vines coiled like mysterious curses binding that hypnotic body.

Gu Jianyou’s throat tightened. She leaned forward for a better view, but the vision had already vanished.

“Thought she was coming for you,” Liang teased. “Turns out you’re the one staring.”

She’d noticed how her friend’s eyes tracked that retreating figure.

Even after Bai Ruanruan left, the succulent pheromones lingered.

Liang nudged Gu Jianyou. “Never smelled anything that addictive.”

“Enough.” Coldness returned to Gu Jianyou’s eyes—until her phone vibrated.

She stood up and said, “I need to take a call.”

Gu Jianyou stood in the crowd, staring at the jam-packed exit with a silent sigh before turning toward the deserted restroom hidden deep in the corridor.

She tucked her phone between her ear and shoulder, speaking to the person on the line while rinsing her hands under cold water.

In the mirror, the woman’s slightly upturned eyes revealed an unapologetic sharpness and rationality. The teardrop-shaped emerald earrings swaying gently at her ears shimmered brilliantly under the light.

Gu Jianyou meticulously dried her slender fingers one by one with a handkerchief. “Send me the investment details and the audition schedule,” she said.

Then she hung up.

In the silent, empty restroom, Gu Jianyou exhaled in relief.

She disliked crowded places—the chaotic pheromones made her head throb. Her heat cycle was approaching, and the suppressants were becoming less effective…

A shadow flickered in her eyes. The pheromone-heavy bar had undoubtedly accelerated its arrival.

The stall door creaked open.

A rich, explosive peach scent silently unfurled in the air.

Bai Ruanruan stared at Gu Jianyou in surprise, her peach-blossom eyes flustered and shy. The stitching on the back of her dress had completely split, exposing her snow-white shoulders.

The heat of pheromones melted reason, and the embarrassment of her torn dress left the young woman trembling.

Helpless, Bai Ruanruan looked at the seemingly reliable woman before her.

“Could… could you help me fasten my dress?”

“And also… could you bite me?”

The little succubus, saturated with pheromones, extended the invitation.