“Don’t go looking for the teacher after class. Let’s go play!”
Compared to Chu Yu’er’s bashfulness and awkwardness when facing Su Yun, Ning Die spoke her mind directly.
Her long golden hair swayed gently with her movements as she spoke, looking like a series of shimmering golden waterfalls. There was little expression on her face, but her tone carried a certainty that brooked no refusal, much like a leader accustomed to giving orders. One look was enough to tell she was used to being the boss of the kids.
“Uh… sure, but… but I have to… tell my Master about this first… Let’s do it tomorrow.”
Su Yun waved her hands hurriedly, her pink-blue ears drooping slightly, her tone carrying a hint of difficulty. It wasn’t that she was intentionally declining. If she didn’t report to Mo Qingqing in advance, she wouldn’t dare act recklessly. If she were questioned upon her return, it would lead to another round of torment.
‘I really don’t want to go into that room again…’
Upon hearing this, Chu Yu’er’s round little ears wilted instantly, yet she still said nothing. She just lowered her small head gloomily. Su Miaomiao merely gave a timid nod.
Ning Die frowned, but in the end, she didn’t make things difficult for her. She simply left behind a sentence — “You aren’t allowed to back out tomorrow” — before turning around and walking away arrogantly. Perhaps she didn’t intend to be so stiff, but she didn’t know how else to act.
That evening, after returning to Mo Qingqing’s house.
The moment Su Yun entered the door, she kicked off the soft-soled shoes on her feet with a *clack*. With her white, tender little feet bare, she wagged her pink-blue tail — which was so fluffy it could sweep the dust off the floor — and approached Mo Qingqing like a small beast that was both eager to claim credit and anxious for permission.
She didn’t dare disturb her directly, first squatting obediently at Mo Qingqing’s feet. Then, she gently rubbed her small head against Mo Qingqing’s knee. She even used her large, furry tail to submissively wrap a circle around Mo Qingqing’s calf.
Sensing the faint scent of violets on the fabric, Su Yun spoke in a voice as sweet and soft as berries soaked in honey.
“Master~”
Mo Qingqing looked down at the yellowed pages of an ancient book. Distorted and complex runes flowed in the depths of her eyes, and her fingertips pressed lightly on the page, seemingly sensing the fluctuations of the laws within.
Hearing Su Yun’s voice, she only glanced down indifferently. her tone carried a bit of lazy casualness, but no impatience. “What is it? Did you cause trouble?”
“No, no!” Su Yun shook her head vigorously, her ears standing bolt upright. The tips of her ears even trembled slightly due to nervousness, fearing that the other would misunderstand and think she had caused a disaster.
“It’s just… today Ning Die, Chu Yu’er, and Su Miaomiao wanted to invite me to go out and play after class in the future. So, I came to report it to Master.”
As she spoke, her eyes sparkled as she looked at Mo Qingqing, like they contained two small clusters of starlight. Her small hands also lightly tugged at the hem of Mo Qingqing’s mage robes. Her fingertips were cautious, not daring to use force, only daring to brush against a tiny bit of the fabric. She looked exactly like a small child.
Mo Qingqing’s movement of turning the page paused. A trace of indiscernible surprise flashed through her deep red eyes, which then turned into a faint sense of amusement as a shallow arc curved at the corner of her mouth.
“You’re actually going out to play with people?”
In her impression, Su Yun had always been timid and cautious, only knowing how to cling to her to beg for hugs or head pats, like a small pet that couldn’t leave its master. She hadn’t expected the girl to actually take the initiative to make friends and even dare to make an appointment to go out. It was quite a surprise.
She knew about Su Miaomiao. After all, Su Qiuyue had mentioned her. Who were the other two?
“Who are… they?” Mo Qingqing thought for a moment but couldn’t recall, so she asked directly.
“Chu Yu’er is the daughter of the Space Dominator, and Ning Die is the daughter of the Rule Dominator.”
“Oh?”
Mo Qingqing put down the ancient book in her hand. Her deep red eyes were full of contemplation. After a moment, she leaned over and stretched out her fair, slender fingers, gently pinching Su Yun’s cheek. Her finger pads rubbed against the soft, delicate skin.
The force was neither light nor heavy, carrying a bit of a teasing intent. Finally, she gave the cheek a light squeeze. “Fine, go ahead.”
Su Yun’s eyes instantly lit up like they were filled with the starlight of the entire sky. Her tail wagged even more joyfully, the furry tip almost brushing against the crystal cup on the coffee table. She hurriedly used the tip of her tail to steadily hook the base of the cup and gently put it back in place, her voice carrying a joyful tremor.
“Really? Thank you, Master! Master is the best!” As she spoke, she couldn’t help but rub her head against Mo Qingqing’s palm like a little fox that had received a reward.
Even if she wasn’t truly that happy, she had to act the part. She had to make Mo Qingqing believe she was truly filled with gratitude.
“However — “
Mo Qingqing’s tone shifted. Her fingertips brushed over Su Yun’s furry ear, her finger pad grazing the delicate fur. Her voice suddenly gained a bit of unquestionable warning. “You aren’t allowed to cause trouble. Also, you can play for three hours at most, or else I won’t wait for you.”
“Okay!” Su Yun nodded vigorously. Her head rubbed against the palm even more enthusiastically, the furry strands of hair making Mo Qingqing’s palm itch.
“I will definitely be good. I won’t cause trouble or get into arguments with others. I’ll take good care of Su Miaomiao, and I’ll go along with Classmate Ning Die so she won’t get angry,” Su Yun said.
In any case, she didn’t dare provoke the daughter of a Dominator. If they hadn’t come looking for her, she would have preferred to never say a single word to her for her entire life.
Looking at her overjoyed appearance, Mo Qingqing’s lips curled into a faint arc. She reached out and ruffled the small head, her fingers passing through the soft, fluffy hair, feeling the delicate and smooth texture.
“Go on. Don’t be late. Of course, it would be fine if you could learn how to fly.”
“Yes!” Su Yun answered crisply.
Not only did she smoothly get permission to go out and play, but she also wasn’t made things difficult for by Mo Qingqing. The favorability she had been grinding these days really didn’t go to waste! Although it was just playing with children, it was at least one of the few moments where she could briefly relax.
She clung to Mo Qingqing and rubbed against her cheek again before running happily to the wool rug in the corner. She cautiously took out the transformation device from her bosom, her fingertips lightly stroking the silver-white and magenta body of the machine.
This thing really became more likable the more she looked at it. Thinking back to the operations of her other self… Su Yun was almost impatient to try it out. But the card box was currently empty. Even if she wanted to play, she couldn’t.
While she fiddled with the transformation device and the card box, she planned things out in her heart.
‘Tomorrow when we go out, I have to keep an eye on Su Miaomiao so she doesn’t get lost. I need to be mindful of Chu Yu’er’s feelings. I also have to watch her to make sure she doesn’t start a fight with Ning Die. Finally, I have to watch the time and get back within three hours. I can’t let Mo Qingqing wait.’
‘Wait a minute…’
‘How the hell is this even more tiring?’
‘Why do I feel like it would be better not to go?’
‘But it won’t work if I don’t go…’
Su Yun’s petite body froze slightly.
‘Wasn’t I going out to relax? This isn’t right! This isn’t how it’s supposed to be!’
When going out to play with a bunch of girls, she should be able to make them submissive with just a few words. Then they would scramble to take care of her emotions and give her the ultimate experience. It shouldn’t be like this, where she had to consider everything. Playing was worse than not playing at all…
‘This is totally wrong!’