“Sister Fufu, where did you go just now? I couldn’t find you anywhere.”
“A Qi, your face looks a bit red. Are you feeling unwell?”
As evening approached, the last member of the congregation left Saint Freya Cathedral.
Su Qi’s work as a confession nun had finally come to an end for the day.
Hearing the slightly confused and worried inquiries from Mo Yu, who was dressed in a similar nun outfit, Su Qi’s mind flashed back to the two or three things Holy Nun Ye Fufu had done to him in the confession room just moments ago.
Feeling the damage to the white silk stockings inside his neat black leather shoes and a certain sticky dampness against his feet, Su Qi’s emotions were incredibly complex.
He had countless complaints he wanted to vent.
However, thinking of that ‘Alphabet Play’ that couldn’t be told to outsiders, and the fact that Su Lulu was still in Sister Fufu’s hands, Su Qi eventually went against his conscience.
He shook his small head and chose to hide the truth.
“A Yu, I’m fine. I’m just a bit tired after working all afternoon. Sister Fufu, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head out first.”
Ye Fufu had already reverted to her usual Holy Nun persona.
Seeing Su Qi’s panicked appearance, the way his black leather shoes twisted restlessly, and the guilt and inner conflict written on his face, a smile played on her holy, beautiful face.
It was a gentle and elegant smile, showing no trace of the excitement or taboo she had displayed in the confession room.
“Ah, little Qi Qi, are you leaving already? Honestly, I wanted to spend more time with you. After all, you and little Mo Yu helped out a lot today. I wanted to treat you both to a meal.”
As Ye Fufu spoke, she silently walked past Su Qi toward Mo Yu. She gave Mo Yu a small wink and continued.
“But since A Qi thinks it’s late, little Mo Yu, why don’t you walk her home? I still have things to take care of. Both the Great Hero and Su Lulu still need treatment, so I won’t be seeing you two out.”
Facing the assist actively offered by her teammate Ye Fufu, Mo Yu felt a warmth in her heart, and her bright eyes couldn’t help but sparkle.
After all, Saint Freya Cathedral was quite far from both Su Qi’s home and the Cangyou Wildcat Team headquarters. This would be a great chance to have a good talk with Su Qi on the way back.
Although there had been many such opportunities before their identities were revealed—they had practically spent every day together—it felt like those opportunities had become much rarer since A Qi became a girl, especially after that Barrier Incident. Plus, so many girls seemed to like A Qi now.
Being able to enjoy some private time with A Qi now felt wonderful, no matter how she looked at it.
While Mo Yu looked gratefully at Ye Fufu for the assist, she had no idea what was happening.
From Su Qi’s perspective, Ye Fufu’s holy hand, adorned in a pure white sleeve, was hidden from Mo Yu’s line of sight. She lightly lifted a corner of her Saintess outfit, leaning forward slightly to reveal the perfect curve of her backside.
Su Qi saw the absolute territory created by the flesh-indenting garter belts, which bore a clear palm print from the ‘punishment’ he had just administered.
Then he looked at the solemn, majestic cross in the cathedral.
Thump-thump, thump-thump—
Su Qi’s fair face turned crimson, and his small heart beat so hard it felt like it would leap out of his chest from the sheer stimulation.
This scene was far too immoral in every sense of the word.
“Sister Fufu, um… Xixi is being a bit fussy. She probably misses me, so I’ll… I’ll head out now.”
In his panic, Su Qi didn’t care about his strange gait. He just wanted to make sure his best friend didn’t notice anything. After making up an excuse, he walked straight out of the cathedral in his damp leather shoes. Seeing this, Mo Yu quickly followed.
Watching Su Qi’s bashful, retreating figure, Ye Meimei gently adjusted her clothes. She first savored the lingering sensation of being punished, her whole body shivering slightly.
When she thought about the Little Devil Set she had worn during their encounter at the hospital, her trembling intensified, and her breathing grew ragged. She touched her red lips with fingers clad in pure white sleeves.
‘Maybe next time, I can do something even more exciting with Mistress.’
Su Qi, the threatened ‘Mistress’, had no idea about Ye Meimei’s thoughts—or rather, her evil plans.
After stepping out of the cathedral, Su Qi took a deep breath of fresh air. He looked back at the massive building, his mind a mess as he recalled a thread he had once read online.
The thread was very simple; it was a ‘Fantasy Girlfriend’ post. The general idea was that a young man wanted to find a youthful, beautiful girl as a girlfriend, and it didn’t matter if the girl had some strange fetishes.
At the time, Su Qi was still a boy and thought a few odd hobbies weren’t a big deal.
But after experiencing the Wen Yin incident firsthand, he knew exactly how terrifying a Yandere could be. It was the kind of ‘love’ that made you want to call the police immediately.
And just as Elder Sister Wen Yin’s Yandere tendencies were finishing treatment, Sister Fufu had suddenly developed an Alphabet fetish.
‘Sigh… I feel like the road ahead is going to be long and difficult.’
Fortunately, having his best friend Mo Yu by his side helped Su Qi relax a lot.
They took a taxi and headed toward Lin Hidden Mansion.
Along the way, Mo Yu talked about many interesting things that had happened during the day. They also discussed tomorrow’s Shuxi Bento and how to write the apology letter.
Perhaps it was because Su Qi’s mind was filled with Sister Fufu’s Alphabet fetish, or maybe because Mo Yu, who had just confessed in the confession room, felt less of a psychological burden. During this taxi ride, the awkwardness that had lingered between Su Qi and Mo Yu since the Barrier Incident had lessened.
The distance between the two of them was steadily closing.
The taxi driver, perhaps seeing how easy on the eyes the two were, slowed down quite a bit.
Near 9:00 PM, the taxi stopped in front of Lin Hidden Mansion.
Looking at the gates of the mansion he had left that morning, Su Qi couldn’t help but furrow his brows.
‘Sigh… I was only out for a day, but so much happened.’
“A Qi, if you’re tired, go back and get some good rest.” Mo Yu seemed to notice Su Qi’s exhaustion.
Although she really wanted to keep spending time with Su Qi—to chat and walk together—she spoke softly after thinking about his health.
Hearing his best friend’s thoughtful advice, Su Qi felt a bit comforted.
‘If only all girls were as considerate as my best friend.’
Thinking about how Mo Yu had also been busy all day and had even gone out of her way to take over many of his tasks in the afternoon, Su Qi said, “A Yu, you should also rest well. You don’t need to worry about dinner tomorrow night; I’ll bring you a bento.”
Since Lin Hidden Mansion was very close to Lily Apartments where Mo Yu lived—about a seven-minute walk—there was no need for another taxi.
After saying goodbye, Su Qi intended to leave, but he noticed Mo Yu was hanging her head and showed no sign of heading toward Lily Apartments.
Her two adorable, fair hands were fidgeting, and she occasionally looked up at him before looking down shyly, seemingly struggling with something.
Seeing this, Su Qi was confused.
“A Yu, what’s wrong? Is something the matter? Or is there something specific you want in your bento tomorrow night?”
Mo Yu first shook her head but then quickly nodded.
Seeing these contradictory movements, Su Qi walked over to Mo Yu’s side in confusion. He then heard a girl’s voice, as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.
“A… A Qi, that response you gave back in the confession room… was it serious?”
Hearing Mo Yu’s question, Su Qi realized he hadn’t heard her at all back then because of Ye Fufu. He really wanted to ask what had happened.
But seeing the hope in his best friend’s eyes as she gazed at him, and considering the atmosphere—plus the worry that Mo Yu might go back to the confession room to look for clues—Su Qi didn’t ask. He simply nodded his head silently.
After all, based on Su Qi’s understanding of Mo Yu, his best friend shouldn’t be the type to make excessive requests.
However, a second after he nodded, Su Qi froze.
A sweet, fruity scent brushed against his lips.
It was soft and fragrant.
His best friend’s delicate, pretty face enlarged before his eyes.
‘A Yu, this… what is she doing?’
She was kissing him.
‘Wait, so what exactly did A Yu say to me in the confession room?’
While Su Qi was stunned by Mo Yu’s action, Mo Yu pulled back.
“A Qi, g-g-goodnight!”
Mo Yu’s fair face was completely flushed. Perhaps this act had exhausted all the courage the introverted girl possessed.
A moment later, after a hurried goodbye, she ran off before Su Qi could ask any questions.
Too many things had happened today.
Whether it was Sister Fufu’s fetish or his best friend’s change in attitude, everything was too much for Su Qi to process.
By the time Su Qi returned to the Wildcat Team base, his CPU was overloaded, leaving him looking a bit dazed.
An Xiaoling was sitting on the living room sofa, happily eating potato chips and watching cartoons while holding Su Xixi.
She was originally very happy to see Su Qi return.
But as Su Qi took off his shoes, she saw his battle-worn white silk stockings and the adorable pink toes peeking through the tears.
Then she noticed the faint trace of a girl’s lipstick remaining on the corner of Su Qi’s mouth.
At that moment, An Xiaoling’s entire mood soured.
Her small chest heaved, and her cheeks puffed out.
‘My Sister Su Su… just what did she go through today?!’