“Senior Lin Xue, I’m leaving now. Thanks for treating me to lunch today, but I have something to do later, so I won’t be going shopping with you.”
Close to one o’clock in the afternoon, the sunlight was at its peak.
At the entrance of Noel Western Restaurant, Su Qi, who had just finished discussing business and eating, declined Senior Lin Xue’s invitation to go shopping.
He then boarded Bus No. 21, carrying the lunchbox he had prepared that morning, heading to his good friend’s house.
Meanwhile, Lin Xue, holding her parasol, watched Su Qi walk away and couldn’t help but lick the crimson corner of her lips.
Although she had never been in a relationship, increasing the time spent together was never a bad thing.
Su Qi Junior Schoolmate, you won’t be able to escape the palm of my hand!
…
Meanwhile, on the way to Su Qi’s place.
In a tidy, bright room filled with a faint fragrance.
A slender young woman dressed in a traditional nun’s habit, holding a cross, was using Healing Technique while pouting her soft pink lips, letting out a sulky yet sweet voice.
“Ugh… Little Mo Yu, are you really going to abandon me just because your good friend has arrived? Tsk tsk tsk, you’re so heartless. Is this what they call forsaking loyalty for love?”
If anyone saw this nun acting so coquettishly, they would be utterly shocked.
Because this young woman was none other than Ye Fufu, the highest-level S-rank healer known as the cold and aloof healing nun of the Hero Party in Lin City.
At this moment, Ye Fufu was very different from the composed and distant image she portrayed in public and media.
Her entire body was relaxed, soft and supple as if she had no bones, gently pressing against the sofa.
Underneath her nun’s habit, this laziness gave Ye Fufu an invisible charm and a hint of temptation that could make one want to sin.
Yet on Ye Fufu’s plump, soft legs sat a figure who was not swayed by temptation but rather appeared anxious.
“Fufu Sister, stop healing for now and leave quickly. If Brother Aqi sees you, it’ll be hard to explain.”
The speaker was Mo Yu, his short hair tousled, dressed in a brown long-sleeve loungewear today.
As Ye Fufu’s Healing Light shimmered over him, the flawless, jade-like skin beneath his clothes faintly glowed white, a reaction to the healing.
Upon hearing Mo Yu’s words, Ye Fufu did not stop her treatment.
“Oh my, oh my, Little Mo Yu, looks like you still haven’t told your childhood sweetheart that you’re a Magical Girl?”
Ye Fufu said as she gently tapped the restrained tablet on Mo Yu’s lap with her delicate palm, enjoying the soft texture.
“I think you shouldn’t worry too much. Put yourself in his shoes—if I were your childhood sweetheart and found out you were a Magical Girl, I’d be angry for being kept in the dark, but mostly happy. After all, which boy wouldn’t like a beautiful girl?”
While speaking, Ye Fufu smiled warmly and continued.
“This feels just like those girls’ novels I’ve read. The heroine just wants a simple life but accidentally marries a disguised billionaire CEO through matchmaking. After learning the truth, she might be mad for a while, but mostly happy! Compared to me, you might be a bit lacking, but you’re still pretty good, so don’t be insecure. Besides, these are extraordinary times—I think it’s best not to have regrets.”
Mo Yu, resting against Ye Fufu’s shapely legs, blushed softly upon hearing her earlier words.
But when she finished, he fell silent.
His thoughts drifted back to the day before yesterday’s exploration of the Fourth Layer.
The Saint Ruins’ planes grew more dangerous the deeper one ventured.
Recently, the Hero Party had been exploring the Fourth Holy Ruins.
The reason wasn’t just a thirst for adventure.
The Adventurers’ Guild had compiled data from recent expeditions and discovered some strange phenomena.
Powerful Spirit Beasts from the Third Plane were migrating toward the Fourth Plane.
At the connection between the Third and Fourth Planes, wounded Spirit Beasts were often seen escaping.
The abnormal movement of these beasts risked causing a beast tide that could devastate cities.
Thus, the Hero Party had entered the Fourth Plane the day before yesterday to investigate.
The exploration went surprisingly smoothly.
It was like a scene from a cultivation novel where a spirit treasure descends—various coveted beasts converged on a towering mountain that pierced the clouds.
The Hero Party quietly followed the beasts’ footsteps toward the peak.
Perhaps not wanting to waste time, the different Spirit Beast species refrained from fighting each other, as if bound by a mutual pact, maintaining an unexpected peace.
But once they reached the mountain base, chaos erupted.
A dragon, as tall as the mountain itself, with steel-like wings flashing, unleashed an indescribable power and dove straight at the Hero Party.
More specifically, it targeted the Hero to protect its teammates.
The Hero Party felt an unprecedented gap in strength.
Just defending against one Dragon Flame’s breath shattered their formation.
The strongest Hero was struck by the dragon’s tail and sent crashing into the mountains, breaking three peaks, and remained unconscious.
If it hadn’t been for the sight of the dragon flying out of its lair and many Spirit Beasts rushing to the summit as if to seize treasure, which distracted the dragon’s attention, the Hero Party would have been wiped out in the Fourth Plane.
Recalling the helplessness against the dragon and the beast’s maddened rampage.
Mo Yu felt a sudden pang of anxiety and, recalling Ye Fufu’s words, grew conflicted about whether to confess his identity to Su Qi.
What if Su Qi didn’t like the girl behind Mo Yu’s identity and they couldn’t even remain friends?
But if he kept hiding the truth, what if one day the enraged dragon attacked Lin City again like eight years ago?
Would that chance be lost forever, becoming a lifelong regret?
While Mo Yu pondered.
Ye Fufu, still in her nun’s habit, ceased the glow from her cross and smoothed the folds of her robe.
“Little Mo Yu, except for your foot injury, your treatment is done. Although your physical wounds have healed, you should rest today. Avoid strenuous exercise and difficult moves. To avoid interrupting your date with your little childhood sweetheart, I’ll leave now and go check on the Hero Brother.”
Rising to her feet, Ye Fufu noticed Mo Yu’s pale face flush bright red from her teasing and found it amusing.
Emmmmmmm, the Magical Girl in my team seems different from the anime ones—surprisingly innocent. If some Spirit Beast with strange tastes were to capture her, that would surely be interesting.
After pinching Mo Yu’s cheek, partially hidden by his bangs, Ye Fufu headed to the door.
She put on her knee-high nun boots and, just as she was about to open the door to Mo Yu’s home.
Ye Fufu froze in place.
Because outside the door stood a young boy?
He was about the same height as Mo Yu, with smooth black hair, delicate features, porcelain-like skin, and faintly scented with a gentle fragrance.
Seeing this boy, Ye Fufu was slightly taken aback.
Could this be Little Mo Yu’s childhood sweetheart?
He looked even younger and fairer than Mo Yu, appearing fragile.
No way—could he be another boy in girl’s clothing like Mo Yu?
If so, their romance would be quite the story.
But who would take the lead?
Hiss… Just imagining the scene made Ye Fufu feel strangely excited.