Zhizhi stared at the four large characters on the doorplate: “Lao Deng, Do Not Enter,” and pushed the door open without hesitation.
After all, she wasn’t Lao Deng, so it was fine for her to come in.
“It’s a bit empty… Does she live out of town? Oh right, judging by her age, she should be in college by now.”
Zhizhi suddenly understood.
On the slightly bare wooden table sat a photo frame, inside which was a picture of Luozining and that female little brat.
From the expression, it was clear that Luoyouyou wasn’t very willing when the photo was taken; she looked somewhat displeased.
“Looks like she’s completely moved on from the past…”
Zhizhi murmured sadly to herself.
From what she knew, among the sisters back then, only Luozining had found a new guardian.
The other, Ji Meng, was already living independently.
“I wonder if they still remember they once had a mother.”
Zhizhi left the room, then turned back and went into Luoyou’s room, lying down on her bed.
…It was as if she could smell that female little brat’s burning scent through the mattress.
“Luozining is really lucky… to find such a good foster mother. Look at how she’s pinned down on the floor yet enjoying herself. I…”
Zhizhi gave a bitter smile.
Now, it would be nearly impossible for her to find a foster mother too.
Though she was the last to be adopted among the sisters and should be the youngest sister, no one knew that she—
Had lied about her age.
Back then, she was fifteen.
Older than Luozining.
At that time, since orphans had no official documents anyway—after all, it was a chaotic era—she casually lowered her age when registering at the welfare center.
Being a girl, claiming to be younger wasn’t a big deal, right?
She said she was twelve.
Due to malnutrition, no one suspected.
“Sigh… still no sign of Mumnai… where could she have gone…”
Zhizhi sighed. Although she hadn’t spent much time with that person, since then she didn’t know how many times she’d dreamed of her, developing a strange habit.
Whenever she was feeling down, there always seemed to be a woman in her dreams gently holding her, silent and quiet, softly stroking her hair—delicate and soundless.
Until that day, after being forcibly trampled by Ellera, it was as if her mind had been opened up to a new awareness.
Returning home, her mind was filled with images of being trampled by Ellera, nonstop throughout the day.
For the first time, she realized how pleasurable it could be to be dominated.
Since then, she repeatedly tried to reward herself to recapture that feeling but found it hard to satisfy herself by her own hands.
It took longer and longer, and the effect became less and less obvious.
One day, after two full hours of effort with no result, she cried and raged, hating how Ellera had broken her apart and even thought about giving up being a Magical Girl altogether.
She curled up in bed, sobbing, then skeptically tried once more—and unexpectedly, when she glanced over at the photo on the table with her mother, she realized… she had shamefully gotten aroused.
From then on, she had fallen into depravity.
Now, after all this time, Zhizhi had come to see clearly that it wasn’t the old foster mother she had those feelings for—after all, their time together was short—but rather the label “mother” itself.
“Xingyu Liyun said I’d be infected by Luoyouyou’s… hehe!”
Zhizhi shook her head, eyes flashing with a hint of mockery.
Though it wasn’t something to be proud of, having such a fetish, how could she possibly like Luoyouyou?
Look at Youyou’s figure.
Even as a mother, she was completely unfit—where’s the mother who would pin her daughter down with joint locks?
But then, she involuntarily imagined the scene of being pinned down by Luoyouyou, and her body suddenly shivered as if struck by electricity.
“No, no, no, this is too awful, right!?”
Zhizhi snapped her head sharply.
Luoyouyou was only twenty-two, not much older than her!
Impossible, impossible.
They just didn’t match.
Her image of a mother wasn’t just about having a good figure, but at least looking mature in height.
That little female brat was clearly all business!
To defeat that female brat as soon as possible, she needed to know more!
More!
More about her!
***
Meanwhile, the Jiuming Sea.
“Huh? They want me to rush to the northwest?”
Luozining looked at the sudden transfer order in confusion.
Was the battle in the northwest getting critical and they needed her support?
But even so, shouldn’t they send Auntie instead?
Why assign such an inexperienced Magical Girl?
She wasn’t the only one to receive the sudden order; other Magical Girls in her circle had received it simultaneously.
“Xiao Hong Mao, do you have any idea what this is about?”
Magical Girl Huahua asked in confusion.
“Not at all.”
“What about Haizhe?”
“Don’t know, but since this is personally ordered by Lady Manjusaka, we have no choice but to go. Actually, I’m eager to go!”
Luozining was startled by her enthusiastic attitude.
“Haizhe, you’re a big supporter of Lady Manjusaka?”
“Yep! Xiao Hong Mao, you must be Master Xing Yue, right?”
“Well… yeah.”
“Then I guess we can’t be friends anymore.”
“Huh!?”
“Just kidding~”
Haizhe had a small scar on her face, but it didn’t mar her appearance; instead, it gave her a bright and lively charm.
She spoke cheerfully like this.
Luozining felt a warmth and smiled faintly, then asked, “Huahua, what about you?”
“Of course, I support Sister Lady!”
“Ah… right, you have a Sister Lady now…”
Luozining felt embarrassed.
This girl had completely fallen into the Magical Girl trap.
“Ah, enough chatter. Let’s hurry to the northwest! Use teleport magic!”
“Ha… wait for the others first.”
In the end, eight Magical Girls were confirmed to be sent to the northwest—all inexperienced, none having been Magical Girls for more than two years.
Seeing this, Haizhe was even more excited.
“Special training! This must be special training!”
Haizhe grabbed Luozining’s hand and shouted, “Lady Manjusaka is going to train us!”
“Ha…”
“Ha what? Do you know what this means? It means the Magic Alliance and Lady Manjusaka have high hopes for us!”
Luozining wasn’t so sure.
She had long been pre-selected for the Ten Seats; all she lacked was experience.
Being sent for special training made sense.
But why the northwest?
Luozining was puzzled.
“Xiao Hong Mao.”
Ji Yue appeared at this moment and advised her, “Once there, follow the seniors’ arrangements, got it? You’re not familiar with the northwest; be careful not to cause trouble.”
Luozining quickly pulled her aside and asked, “Auntie, do you know why?”
“I don’t know either. Just go. Lady Manjusaka must have her reasons.”
As the teleportation array unfolded, the eight Magical Girls were simultaneously transported to the northwest.
Just after arriving, Luozining and the others received a second order.
“Head to Panyin City? Eh, not the Border Customs?”
Luozining was surprised. Panyin City was quite far from Border Customs, not on the front line. What kind of special training was there?
And they were to stay in the most, most, most luxurious hotel there!?
Too extravagant!
Luozining worried that this might be a special gathering within the Magical Girl group to build deeper bonds through in-depth communication.
[No, no… this is organized by Lady Manjusaka herself! How could it be so absurd! Auntie is right—there must be some deeper meaning, something too complex for this newbie to understand…]
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