“Why are you all here?”
Luo You put on an act, glancing around the surroundings without giving them a chance to answer, and said, “Surely, some Magical Girl knows I’m here, so they deliberately sent you all to cause trouble, right?”
Speak up.
She scanned Haizhe, Huahua, and Luozining’s bodies with keen interest, then started questioning from Haizhe.
“Hey, you, this Magical Girl, what’s your cup size?”
“Eh, eh?!”
Haizhe was momentarily stunned, then cautiously replied, “Bea, beaker?”
“I’m asking what your bra cup size is!”
“Private! C! It’s 32C!”
“Heh~”
Luo You then turned to Huahua.
“How about you?”
“B.”
Huahua answered timidly and quietly.
Actually, it was also C, but she deliberately understated it while secretly mocking Haizhe for being such an idiot—why be so honest?
As if Lord Herrera would sleep with you!
Finally, it was Luozining’s turn.
Even though Luo You was shorter in height, she looked down at her as if from above and asked, “And you, little~~~ sister?”
“Oh? C, so what?”
Luozining’s tone was cold and lifeless like a resurrected corpse, her words dripping with killing intent.
“Hah!”
Luo You laughed scornfully, glanced around the room, then gave a thumbs-up pointing inside.
“Everyone in this room has at least an E or a G cup. They’re my favorite dishes…. You all top out at C. No wonder you were sent here to stir up trouble—someone’s sure I’m not interested in you.”
“You’re all capped at C; you don’t even qualify to enter this room.”
“Ah? Uh, th-this—”
Haizhe and Huahua’s faces flushed red.
They should have been happy, but instead, they felt deeply humiliated.
Just as they stood there, unsure how to respond, Luo You suddenly scolded harshly:
“What is this? Three undeveloped little brats, why aren’t you back in your rooms comforting each other? Go back and wait for instructions! If you have the mood, maybe I’ll come to teach you a lesson later!”
Ashamed to the point of disappearing, the two ran off crying.
Only Luozining remained unmoved.
Luo You couldn’t help but click her tongue—this rebellious girl is really thick-skinned, isn’t she?
“Why are you just standing there like a block of wood? After seeing that big sister’s legendary basketball skills, do you still have the confidence to enter this room?”
Luozining clenched her fists tightly, veins twitching on her forehead.
Even Lao Deng at her house wouldn’t dare provoke her like this!
What do you mean ‘You don’t even qualify to enter this room because you top out at C’?
If this Magical Girl were to use her taunt skill, tonight you’d only be able to duel me!
…But that was only in her mind.
Luozining was still somewhat rational.
“I’ve said it this far, and you still won’t leave? Are you some kind of pervert, itching to be taught a lesson by me? If your parents find out, how heartbroken would they be! Look back—your two companions are still waiting for you at the stairs!”
Luozining didn’t respond, only glaring at the short little girl relentlessly provoking her.
She wished she could bang her head twice with her fists, making her height drop by 10 cm.
“Tsk!”
Luo You finally got annoyed, pointed to Huahua and Haizhe by the stairs and said,
“If you don’t leave now, I won’t hesitate to start with your two companions first, then hang you up to watch your friends be trained into obedient little pets.”
That actually worked.
No matter how stubborn Luozining was about being mocked for her figure, she still had to be careful not to drag her friends into it.
“Alright, you’re ruthless! Lord Herrera, this score isn’t settled!”
Finally, Luozining glanced at Lord Herrera once more.
After cooling down, her thoughts became clearer, and she recognized the problem.
***
She turned back and reunited with Huahua and Haizhe by the stairs.
“Xiao Hong Mao! What were you doing just now? I was sweating bullets for you!”
Haizhe growled.
“Could it be you have a grudge against her? Wait, wait! Were you ever—did Lord Herrera ever—!”
“None of that!”
Luozining quickly shut down their wild imaginations and dragged them back to the previous room.
They had narrowly escaped trouble.
But Luozining didn’t feel relieved. She returned to the balcony and listened carefully to the noise below.
Even after the earlier incident, Lord Herrera was still openly doing those embarrassing things by the open window, with no intention to hide it at all.
“Xiao Hong Mao, why are you still out on the balcony? Let’s go! We can’t stay here anymore, let’s leave quickly!”
Looking back, Huahua and Haizhe were packing their suitcases, ready to run.
“It’s fine, you two find another place to stay. I’ll stay here.”
“Eh!? No way, are you joking?”
“Could it be that Xiao Hong Mao really was—”
“Enough! I said no!”
Luozining kicked them out, then returned to the balcony to listen closely once more.
After a moment, she frowned.
“There really is something strange…”
It was odd. How could she, listening from upstairs, have thought the voice was Lao Deng’s, but after seeing it was Lord Herrera, then coming back to the balcony to listen again, it didn’t sound like her at all?
It was like—like dreaming while awake.
In the dream, you’re aware you’re dreaming, you solve a century-old puzzle, and take it as truth, confident you’ll think the same when awake.
But after waking up, you realize the ‘truth’ from your dream is actually: “When the truth surfaces, its density is less than water.”
Basically, it’s a “What the hell?!” moment.
So applying that logic:
Luozining initially thought the person downstairs was Lao Deng based solely on voice = she was dreaming.
Now she checked downstairs, confirmed it was Lord Herrera, then returned to the balcony to listen again = she’s awake and recalling the dream.
The person downstairs having fun is Lao Deng = truth in dream.
The person downstairs is not Lao Deng but Lord Herrera = bullshit truth!
Looking back, Luozining felt the idea of mistaking the downstairs person for Lao Deng was enough to make her stupidly cry.
Standing in the same place, listening to the same voice, but arriving at completely different conclusions?
Yet the strange feeling lingered, refusing to leave her mind.
Unlike dreams, her recent experiences were real.
In reality, standing in the same place and listening carefully, could the conclusions really differ that much?
“…Something’s still off…”
Luozining pondered deeply.
Besides, Lord Herrera knows fitness knowledge, and so does Lao Deng—it was too coincidental!
Could it be that powerful people all know some fitness stuff?
“Hm? The voice stopped.”
Luozining noticed the sounds below had fallen silent for a full ten minutes.
Was it a break?
No.
Downstairs—
“Big sister, you were the one who called those Magical Girls earlier, right?”
Luo You was straddling Broken-Winged Butterfly, her tone coquettish yet filled with threatening interrogation.
Broken-Winged Butterfly frowned and said, “Go away. Take a shower first! You’re covered in weird fluids!”
“Big sister, you promised to party with me, yet you sent people to cause trouble. Do you want me all to yourself that badly?”
“Dreams have everything.”
Broken-Winged Butterfly sneered, “Those Magical Girls aren’t even from our Northwest Branch. Would I really dispatch Magical Girls from far-off branches just to mess with you? Hiring a bunch of hooligans would be more effective.”
Ah, well.
Makes sense.
Plausible and convincing.
【Could it just be a coincidence?】
Luo You pursed her lips.
Why would that rebellious girl come all the way from the Jiuming Sea to the Northwest Branch?
What’s her purpose?