After that night, Lin Xiaojue slept soundly.
No mysterious blonde ghost climbing into her bed in the middle of the night, no sudden gaze staring at her from the mirror.
She slept deeply—so deeply that when she woke up, she felt she couldn’t keep slacking off like this anymore.
Back when she was comforting Xia Yao, she had gained an ability called Mask. It hadn’t truly shone yet. Opening her panel again, Lin Xiaojue reviewed her current status.
[Abilities Acquired]
[Mask (You can alter your appearance and voice, but your body shape cannot be changed. Usable for two hours per day).]
[Endurance II × 2]
[Magical Battle Suit Unlocked]
[Bride (Sunny) · Magical Girl Tianyu]
Recalling the events of that night, Lin Xiaojue reflected seriously and finally understood that power came with a price.
In short, that Bride outfit could not be worn again.
The Mask ability had no side effects and could be put to good use.
After examining herself in the mirror, Lin Xiaojue decided to change out of the rabbit pajamas she was wearing.
The outfit was bright pink and fluffy—it absolutely had to go. She needed something plain and simple instead.
It really didn’t suit her style at all.
Once she was ready to head out, she’d find a trench coat that could conceal her figure.
Lin Xiaojue looked at the girl in the mirror—her cheeks flushed a soft pink, and below that, an impossibly perfect, mesmerizing curve.
Especially the area below her neck.
After staring for a long while, Lin Xiaojue decided she’d seen enough. In the half month since transforming, she had looked plenty.
After a moment’s thought, she brushed her hand across her face. A flow of light shimmered, enveloping her features in a glowing orb that quickly reshaped into a mature appearance.
Willow-like brows, vivid emerald eyes, slightly upturned nose—delicate and charming.
Her snow-white silver hair had transformed into a neat, high ponytail that stood perkily behind her head, scattering tiny flecks of gold.
Lin Xiaojue deliberately chose an appearance close to Su Yaqing’s—disguising herself as the treasured younger sister cherished by the Su family’s great lady. No one would dare scheme against her like this.
She crossed her arms around her waist, planning to change her clothes again.
—Omitted meow—
Click.
At that moment, the door opened. Su Yaqing walked in holding a breakfast tray. Her eyes widened, her steps halted, and the two of them stared at each other in silence.
“Xiaojue~”
“You—what are you doing?”
Lin Xiaojue backed away step by step until she was cornered against the wall. She glanced left and right—there was nowhere to run.
Su Yaqing advanced steadily. In the blink of an eye, she was right in front of her, those emerald eyes fixed intently on her.
“Get—get away~”
Lin Xiaojue didn’t realize that her words, spoken in panic, sounded like an adorable cat’s mewl—especially enticing. What’s more, because of her nervousness, her clothes had slipped down.
—Omitted meow—
“Ah…”
A scarlet flush rapidly spread across her cheeks. Lin Xiaojue felt her body burning hot, her mind a complete blur, unable to think straight.
She didn’t even register how Su Yaqing had recognized her.
By the time the question occurred to her, her mouth had already been sealed by soft, wet lips. Her arms were pinned firmly against the wall by strong hands.
A domineering rose fragrance invaded her mouth, tangling and lingering until even breathing felt impossible.
“Mmm~ Haah— Haah—”
After a long while, their lips finally parted.
She met Su Yaqing’s gaze. The other girl’s eyes held a mix of emotions. She lowered her eyelids, as though Lin Xiaojue owed her something.
“You’d better pay me back properly.”
With those cryptic words, Su Yaqing leaned in and kissed her fiercely again.
“No, don’t…”
Pay you back? What do I owe you? Ninety-something photos?
The bad memory jolted Lin Xiaojue awake. She shoved Su Yaqing away and glared at the smiling blonde woman.
“How did you recognize me?”
Faced with the question, Su Yaqing merely curved her lips into a lazy, indulgent smile.
“Instead of asking about me, why don’t you tell me, Xiaojue—when did you start recovering your power?”
Lin Xiaojue’s expression tightened. She covered her key areas and spoke.
“Ever since a certain someone tried to sneak-attack me at night, I’ve been gradually absorbing power from that person. Who knows—maybe one day the great lady of the Su family will lose all her strength because of it and end up as my prisoner.”
She huffed indignantly, trying to sound more imposing.
“Oh~ Becoming Xiaojue’s prisoner, huh?”
Su Yaqing’s tone rose with clear interest.
“Tch.”
Pervert.
Lin Xiaojue steadied herself, knowing this topic couldn’t continue.
“Su Yaqing, since you already know everything, there’s something I need to ask of you.”
“Hm~ What is it? As your lover, of course I’ll help you with everything I’ve got.”
“Let me be your little sister.”
Su Yaqing fell silent.
The air turned awkwardly still. Lin Xiaojue had no idea what was wrong.
Su Yaqing looked flustered, brows slightly furrowed, worry flickering in her eyes.
“Is… is that not okay?”
They’d been teammates for years—surely this small thing wasn’t too much?
A little anxious, she waited. But soon enough, Su Yaqing spoke with a gentle smile:
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