Going to Su Yaqing’s house?
Lin Xiaojue tried to weigh the pros and cons, but she could not think of any downsides after a long while.
So, she clapped her hands.
“Great! Let’s go to Yaqing’s house then! It’ll be convenient to have our gatherings there from now on.”
Su Yaqing wore a faint smile, a certain thought hidden in the depths of her eyes.
“Then let’s head out tonight.”
There was not much to pack. For Lin Xiaojue, it was just her usual toiletries and two dresses. At home, she generally did not wear shoes, sometimes not even socks, and when she was even lazier, she did not even wear underwear.
Bras were such a hassle to put on. Lin Xiaojue really did not know how she had grown such a large chest.
“Oh~ Xiaojue is an F-cup. So big.”
After taking her measurements, Su Yaqing exclaimed in surprise while looking at the size chart.
Her gaze turned to the girl tidying her coat. Amid the dazzling array of clothes on the racks, she seemed to look stunning in whatever she wore.
As for why there were so many racks, it was because they had already arrived at the Su residence — more accurately, the Top-floor Penthouse of the Su Group.
This was Su Yaqing’s home.
“…Senior Yaqing, do I need to measure again? Senior Xiaojue has a great figure, and I feel like a single set of data won’t be enough.”
The speaker was Xia Yao, a junior who had joined the Magical Girl Department three years ago. She was usually introverted and only opened her heart after being encouraged by Lin Xiaojue and Su Yaqing.
She had long, black, waterfall-like hair and neat bangs, usually maintaining the image of an ice-cold beauty.
Feeling the lingering warmth on the measuring tape with her fingertips, Xia Yao said uneasily, her eyes darting away.
“Well, let’s measure her again then, Xia. Bring the tape to me once you’re done.”
Su Yaqing rested one hand on the sofa, taking a small sip of wine.
“Yes… yes.”
Xia Yao acted as humble as if she were facing a superior.
Lin Xiaojue took off her coat. The atmosphere was far too oppressive.
Xia Yao always talked like this, like a squirrel afraid of offending people, turning to leave after only a few words.
Because of this, others always felt she was too cold and distant, making it difficult to strike up a conversation.
“Xia Yao, there’s no need to be so formal. We’re all teammates; this team is your home,” Lin Xiaojue said while her measurements were being taken.
“Mmh — “
The measuring tape suddenly tightened around her chest, and Lin Xiaojue instinctively covered her mouth to stifle the sound.
“Ah, sorry, sorry, Senior Xiaojue. It’s all my fault.”
Xia Yao glanced fearfully at Su Yaqing, but the latter only took a casual sip of wine.
“It’s fine, just an accident,” Lin Xiaojue comforted her and then turned around to ask.
“Don’t you live nearby, Xia? Why don’t you stay the night? You’re the most famous Designer right now, after all. I want to see what kind of designs you’ll come up with.”
She took Xia Yao’s hand of her own accord.
“Yaqing’s place is huge, and we’ve stayed overnight here more than once, right?”
*Clink.*
Su Yaqing set down her wine glass and walked over to them, her slender legs coming into view.
“Let Xia stay tonight. Come to think of it, we haven’t had dinner yet. Go wait over there; I’ll cook.”
She pointed toward the living room as if extending an invitation. When she brought out the ingredients, Lin Xiaojue’s eyes lit up.
“Are we having Tonkotsu Ramen today? Can… Can I add a crab stick?”
“Of course.”
Su Yaqing tied up her hair and briskly asked Xia Yao, “What about you, Xia? What would you like?”
“A fried egg… if that’s okay?”
“Certainly no problem.”
Expertly igniting the stove, Su Yaqing rolled up her sleeves and began preparing dinner.
“Xia still likes fried eggs. You’ve liked them for a long time, eating three a day and never getting tired of them. You’re still eating them now, but too much oil isn’t good for your body. I’d recommend poached eggs over fried ones.”
Lin Xiaojue chatted with a smile, while Xia Yao nodded morosely.
‘It’s because the fried eggs Senior makes for me are delicious.’
She wanted to say it, but she forced herself to swallow the words. Her gaze shifted back and forth between Su Yaqing and her senior. She asked cautiously, “Senior, do you like staying here?”
“Hmm, if you mean whether I like it… I wouldn’t really say that. It’s mostly because Yaqing invited me, so I came. You were invited too, right, Xia?”
“Ah… yes.”
Xia Yao lowered her head, keeping the secret in her heart.
Today was her senior’s Birthday. On her way to visit her, she had knocked out several suspicious-looking people and properly handed them over to the Police.
By the time she reached the apartment complex, she saw Su Yaqing’s car already driving away.
She had the Emotion Perception ability and could clearly feel different emotional fluctuations coming from the car. Those belonged to her senior.
She had followed the tire tracks all the way here.
‘If I say it out loud, I’ll definitely seem like a stalker, won’t I? Well… I guess I am one.’
“Senior, happy birthday. I’m sorry, I didn’t prepare much.”
Xia Yao pulled a hand-knitted scarf from her coat. She actually had a sweater too, but she hid it behind her back.
“What’s that behind your back?”
“Um… Senior, please don’t look.”
Xia Yao turned her head away. Lin Xiaojue became even more curious but restrained herself.
“Well, okay then. I’ve received your gift, Xia.”
She took the scarf from Xia Yao’s hands. The yarn, embroidered with a cute whale pattern, still held the lingering warmth of the young woman. Wrapping it around her neck a few times, Lin Xiaojue tied a knot.
“Look, it fits perfectly.”
“Senior… that…”
Xia Yao stared at the dead knot Lin Xiaojue had tied around her neck and reached out to gently adjust it.
“Look, you have to do it like this first… then like this… Your way of tying it isn’t very good, Senior. It’ll get stuck on your neck and make it hard to breathe.”
She untied the knot and, accommodating Lin Xiaojue’s preferences, tied a new one — a “knot” that hardly deserved the name.
The scarf coiled around her shoulders, its ends extending down from her collar. With it on, she looked like a little snowball from a manga.
“Senior… it really suits you.”
“Is that so? I really love your gift too, Xia. I’ll be sure to treasure this scarf.”
Lin Xiaojue flashed a charming smile, and Xia Yao dithered for a moment, as if captivated by it.
‘Actually… there’s also…’
She gripped the sweater in her hand. Now that she had taken the measurements, it clearly wouldn’t fit no matter how she looked at it. At the very least, it would be inappropriate for her senior to wear as a woman — or at least very uncomfortable.
As she thought of this, a small hand suddenly swept toward her waist and grabbed the sweater. Turning her head, she saw Lin Xiaojue smiling at her, a hint of mischief hidden in her eyes.
“Oh~ So Xia even prepared a sweater for me~ You didn’t bring it out; could it be that you’re shy?”
“No, it’s not that… it’s the size. The size is wrong…”
As Xia Yao spoke, her head drooped lower. Lin Xiaojue leaned her face in close and whispered into her ear.
“Oh~ The size? But I’m currently the size of a child. No matter how wrong the size is, there’s no way I won’t be able to fit into it.”
She sat back again, the warm breath by Xia Yao’s ear vanishing like a snowflake.
“I’ve been looking forward to your gift all this time, you know~”
*Thud!*
The sound of the cleaver hitting the cutting board suddenly grew louder.