“Uh, Lando, what exactly do you mean by this ‘kiss’?”
“Of course it’s like this—”
Su Mu looked on in surprise as Lando’s slender fingers parted and gently landed on her cherry lips, one above and one below.
Then, a delicate pink tongue flicked out, skillfully licking her lips back and forth.
The crystalline saliva stretching from tongue to fingers shimmered with a clear radiance, and in that instant, Su Mu almost immediately understood Lando’s intentions.
‘I’m never going to believe the nonsense about little girls being innocent and pure again. Come to think of it, I’m not innocent at all at this age either—just that I’m a little boy.’
“Don’t get any ideas. You’re just a kid, always thinking these dirty thoughts. I’m only taking you out to relax, not letting you get carried away.”
“Please, Su Mu, there’s nothing else fun to do out here, right?”
So that just means we can only play…
Lando blinked her watery, pale purple eyes at Su Mu, her gaze fluttering irresistibly, making Su Mu somewhat helpless.
She never thought she’d be coaxed like this by Lando one day—even if the other girl was still innocent and naïve now.
“Fine, I really can’t stand you. Close your eyes.”
Su Mu sighed helplessly at this Lando, who obediently shut her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly as if anticipating a pleasant surprise.
Her lips, still flushed with a tender pink glow after being moistened, sent out an earnest invitation to Su Mu.
But Su Mu shook her head, clasped Lando’s hand in hers, and gently pressed a kiss on her fair forehead.
Like a bird’s gentle peck, Lando’s body shivered faintly, and her eyes snapped open.
The soft touch vanished in an instant, and Lando’s pink hair brushed lightly across her face, stirring a ticklish sensation that spoke of lingering longing.
The pink-haired girl, who planted a sweet strawberry kiss on her forehead, had already tucked away her shyness, now calmly sipping on fruit tea as if nothing had happened.
It was as if, just by being by her side, she could continue to indulge her whims.
Under Su Mu’s stunned gaze, Lando’s petite figure suddenly grew taller at an astonishing speed, rising, rising—
Until she reached—
Almost the height of Su Mu’s brow.
When she opened her eyes again, Lando showed no sign of discomfort at the changed perspective—because she had regained her memories.
“Thank you, Su Mu. I just shared a lot of my true feelings, and it’s been a long time since I’ve opened up like this. Luckily, we’re not strangers anymore, right?”
Not strangers means—
“You have to make it up to me properly. My loss is pretty big.”
Especially that reluctant little squeeze.
“I know. From now on, all you have to do is watch. We’ll meet outside soon, and then… I’ll treat you to some hot milk tea.”
‘Your milk tea is a real one, right?’
Though she silently complained, Su Mu nodded instinctively.
The two of them stepped out of Snow King, and the false daylight outside vanished abruptly, replaced by the Dojo’s setting.
Snow King and the Dojo were two separate scenes within the Dream World, and the blurry street view they had seen earlier was nothing but a “passage.”
Su Mu followed closely behind Lando, and the moment she stepped into the Dojo, a chill brushed against her ankles, causing an uneasy shiver.
The oppressive, gloomy atmosphere had reached an unbearable peak here, for it was only now that Luo Jialan had finally finished.
But even after finishing, she didn’t feel relieved inside.
On the contrary, she had to bear a heavy heart while reciting this “correct” self-criticism to Luo Linglan.
However, Lando had long since made up her mind.
Countless people fantasize after adulthood about returning to their past with memories in hand, to make up for lost regrets, heal wounds that seemed unavoidable, or see those they can never meet again.
Su Mu was like this, and so was Lando.
Every Magical Girl who struggles out of despair gains the chance to realize these possibilities.
These are the so-called extra possibilities, where each Memory Point corresponds to a new choice.
Many worry that even with new experiences and thoughts, returning to a complicated past can truly change the outcome.
Not necessarily—but this is the Dream World.
Here, only Luo Jialan’s words matter.
“This isn’t needed anymore.”
Looking at the text Su Mu had helped revise, a soft light flashed in Lando’s eyes.
She gently tore the paper and slipped it onto the table.
Then, she tore up all the unpleasant drafts and tied them onto a sandbag.
Even though she had written them herself, those things should have been damned long ago.
Su Mu was right: whether something is correct, conforms to rules, or might offend others sometimes has to yield to one’s own feelings.
After all the grievances suffered, why keep restraining yourself?
Lando patted Su Mu gently to one side, signaling her to step away, then took a fighting stance, her calves planted firmly on the ground, radiating a wild and uninhibited beauty.
The next moment, Su Mu’s eyes widened in shock.
The once unbreakable sandbag crumbled like paper under Lando’s delicate forearm, pierced through in an instant by what could only be called incredible power.
Then, belatedly realizing the force transmitted, it slipped from Lando’s arm and left a pitch-black hole in the wooden ceiling, lodged there.
Almost completely reliant on Pure Power—no need to say, the purity was unimaginably high.
Fragments of the sandbag and torn paper scattered wildly, just as Luo Linglan arrived, startled by the noise, burying her in the mess.
“What are you doing? Breaking things won’t solve anything!”
“It won’t solve anything, but I’m in a great mood. Besides, I’ll be the one cleaning this up later, so no need for you to worry.”
Lando stretched her waist, still savoring the pleasant release of the moment.
Dreams really are wonderful—you can secretly tease the girls you like and smash things at will without fear of being scolded.
Luo Linglan listened in stunned silence, a trace of anger flashing across her usually calm face, fracturing her delicate features like a broken mirror.
“This is ridiculous. Such things…”
The dark magic power came pressing down on Lando, heavy with a possessive control, making her complexion pale.
Even after so long, she found it hard to calmly face this woman’s wrath.
“I never taught you these thoughts.”
“What’s ridiculous is you. I was never happy with anything you taught me. Besides putting pressure on me, what else did you do? Did you really think you were always right?”
At those words, the tentacles that had sprung out behind Luo Linglan froze mid-air.
“I don’t care if what you did was right or wrong. Now I just want you to disappear quickly, and leave the big bed for me!”
The big bed…
What are you planning to do?!