By all rights, after Luo Jialan stirred up such a mess, whether it was Tang Nai at the café or the Combat Division in B City, they should have taken action by now.
What was baffling was that things here remained calm, eerily calm to the point of being unsettling.
Anyone familiar with frequent crime knew that the quieter it was at times like this, the more uneasy it made people feel.
“Good morning, Su Mu. I prepared breakfast for you.”
Su Mu sat stiffly with her legs bent, still too weak to move properly, staring at the food on the table with zero appetite.
‘How am I supposed to eat anything like this?’
“What’s wrong? No appetite? It’s fine, you can eat later. Just don’t wait until the food gets cold.”
Luo Jialan wore a sweet smile, but her words carried a subtle tone that left no room for refusal.
Su Mu stiffened her neck, wanting to shake her head, but when she saw Luo Jialan’s dull, dark purple eyes, she could only halt her breath and force a nod.
After a night, Luo Jialan’s desire seemed to have peaked.
‘It was inevitable. Even I got confused last night.’
Though she said confused, Su Mu knew full well that she’d been seduced by Luo Jialan.
After being pushed down, she had thrown everything else out of her mind and completely immersed herself in that intimacy.
‘Damn it, it’s her fault. How could I, the theoretician, lose to someone like her who’s all about instincts?’
The next moment, Su Mu was startled by a spoon suddenly being held out to her lips.
“Try some first. If you don’t like it, I’ll make a new batch.”
Luo Jialan smiled gently, blowing softly on the steaming porridge before feeding it little by little to Su Mu’s lips.
The temperature was just right—not scalding—but Su Mu instinctively shrank back, her eyes swimming with dizziness.
‘What am I going to do…’
“Sorry, I still need some time to recover, but she probably won’t do anything outrageous to you—”
‘What if she wants me to have her baby?’
“… Forget I said anything. No, hold on, I’ll try my best. You have to hang in there!”
Listening to Su Mu’s shocking inner thoughts, Irina shuddered and quickly said something to speed up the digestion of Magic Power.
“Uh, right now, I’m… feeling a bit… just not well. Basically, I have no appetite.”
Upon hearing this, Luo Jialan squinted and scanned Su Mu’s whole body repeatedly.
Noticing Su Mu’s tightly crossed legs, she suddenly realized something, and her brows relaxed a little.
“Oh, I remember now, your relatives are coming these days. It’s okay, I’ll take good care of you.”
‘Relatives? What relatives?’
Su Mu was lost in confusion before it dawned on her.
Could she be talking about that?
“Yes, exactly what you’re thinking, but they probably haven’t arrived yet.”
Irina answered helplessly, worry creeping in.
She really didn’t want to know what would happen next.
With Irina’s confirmation, Su Mu’s cheeks immediately burned red, and her mind spun in chaos.
‘No way, I’m just a part-time Magical Girl, but under this skin suit, I’m really a man!’
“So, they won’t come yet, but after Luo Jialan finishes… ‘ahem’, after she’s done with you, I’m really worried something bad might happen. Just, whatever you do, don’t let anyone get killed!”
While Su Mu was struggling with Irina’s words, Luo Jialan only saw her sitting there dazed, her eyes vacant, seemingly lost in thought.
“Su Mu, I’m talking to you. There’s no one else here. Please don’t think about anyone else, okay?”
Su Mu painfully shrank her neck and gave a smile more pitiful than tears, then nodded lightly.
‘So scary. This Luo Jialan is terrifying—scarier than that Lando online who said she’d tear me apart limb by limb!’
“Today’s breakfast is light. There’s still some brown sugar at home. If you feel unwell, tell me. I’ll make some for you. Rest well… So, that means it’s not a dangerous period, right?”
‘Brown sugar? Dangerous period? What are you talking about…’
Su Mu was more and more confused, mechanically nodding.
Her blank expression looked oddly obedient, making Luo Jialan pinch her rosy cheeks.
Hmm, so soft after all.
“Su Mu, I just learned from my other Mother that girls can have babies together. Our Magic Power mingles every moment we connect, crossing boundaries to create new life.”
Su Mu swallowed hard, her weak legs instinctively squeezing tighter.
“So, when we recklessly indulge like that, it’s like dancing on a narrow plank. One wrong move, and you might end up a Mother.”
Is that even possible?!
“Su Mu, do you dislike children? Honestly, I really don’t want a third party between us, but… I strangely want you to have my baby. Why is that?”
Luo Jialan flicked her tongue against her cherry lips, stirring the porridge with her spoon.
Sometimes her movements were rough, sometimes gentle, her eyes reflected in the surface of the porridge growing increasingly dreamy.
“No, I want to have Su Mu’s baby. I want to feel all of you through my body. I know you have many little secrets, but it’s okay. Anything related to you, I will accept.”
Bit by bit, Luo Jialan’s forward pressure compressed Su Mu’s living space, forcing her to lean back against the chair.
She didn’t dare breathe deeply.
Any bigger breath and her chest would collide with Luo Jialan, who was now almost within touching distance.
‘I’m really about to cry. Please don’t ask anymore. Mouse here, in the past, didn’t even dare to poke her head out of the sewer to see the sunrise. Can those terrible memories just stay buried, please?’
Just as Su Mu was about to be cornered with nowhere to retreat, she suddenly thought of something and grasped at it like a lifeline.
“Wait, you just said your other Mother. Who is she? Did you see her?”
Luo Jialan frowned slightly.
“Su Mu, I really don’t want you to keep thinking about other things when you’re with me…”
“I’m just thinking that your Shackles and that Dark Magic Corruption have to be connected to your other Mother, right? You’ve changed so much since yesterday. I barely recognize you. What did she say to you?”
Hearing Su Mu’s words, Luo Jialan blinked, then her face twisted in pain.
‘Right, what did she say? Why can’t I remember… When did I meet her? Could it have been a dream?’
“I can’t remember. My head hurts badly. Sorry, I need to rest. Don’t worry about me. You should eat first before the food gets cold.”
Luo Jialan struggled to sit up, as if battling an immense weight, swaying unsteadily toward the grass mat on the balcony.
Then suddenly, she collapsed to the floor, making Su Mu instantly stand up and rush over.
‘How could I not be worried about this?’