“Little Sister Ling, drive a bit slower on the way. Stay safe. Little Qi, don’t you worry about your sister; I will help you look after her in a moment.”
“Oh, al-alright, Sister Fufu. I’ll… have to trouble you then.”
Not long after Su Qi finished the call from An Xiaoling, she appeared in front of the Church driving her small car.
Because of An Xiaoling’s arrival, the purified Su Qi—though still unsure of how to face the Saintess, Ye Fufu, who had ‘eaten’ him—knew that matters regarding intimacy should not be known by others.
Shame-faced, Su Qi hurriedly dressed himself.
Enduring the weakness in his two trembling thighs, he followed Ye Fufu to the front of Saint Freya Cathedral.
As they stepped out of the Church, Su Qi and Ye Fufu acted composed, looking as if nothing had happened.
However, perhaps it is a natural talent of girls that, in certain specific moments, their IQ and attentiveness exceed even those of the famous great detective, Sherlock Holmes.
Or perhaps it was because she had arrived with suspicion in her heart, but An Xiaoling, having driven to the front of Saint Freya Cathedral, quickly found a few clues from many small details.
An Xiaoling had just met with Ye Fufu a few days ago.
Yet, at this moment, she could clearly perceive that the ripples of holy Spiritual Energy radiating from Ye Fufu’s body were much clearer than they had been days prior.
Beyond the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy, the satisfied, heartfelt smile on Ye Fufu’s face and the faint, lingering fragrance of Su Qi emanating from her were silent proof of what had transpired between her and Su Qi inside the Church just now.
If one were to say Ye Fufu’s transformation was not obvious and could be misjudged, then some of Su Qi’s details caused An Xiaoling’s suspicious heart to sink to rock bottom.
At this moment, Su Qi was dressed exactly as he had been during school that day, but he lacked the usual sense of virtuousness that defined every strand of a perfect Su Wife’s hair.
As he walked out of the Church, a few stray, playful hairs rested by his ears, and a flush of pink graced his flawless, white face.
When responding to the Saintess, his speech was stuttered—a clear sign of unease.
Of course, the most important detail was that beneath his Dress, Su Qi’s two tender, pink knees—which were not wearing any Shame Silk—showed a redness that was clearly abnormal, even if the skin wasn’t broken.
Seeing these details and facing the fake performance by the two of them, An Xiaoling, who had already solved the case, did not say much.
She simply opened the car door for Su Qi in silence, solidified her resolve to implement Plan A, and bid farewell to Ye Fufu without changing her expression.
“Saintess Fu Fu, there is no need to see us off. It is very late. Goodnight.”
Seeing that An Xiaoling had seemingly noticed nothing and showed no signs of dissatisfaction, Su Qi sat in her car once again.
Although he felt a faint sense that something was off with An Xiaoling, so much had happened today that he did not dwell on it.
Feeling the car start and watching the scenery retreat—the quiet night view lit by streetlamps, so different from the clamor of the day—Su Qi’s thoughts gradually drifted. Just then, a hospital slowly appeared before his eyes.
The moment he saw the hospital, Su Qi suddenly remembered a very important matter.
‘Ummm… back at Saint Freya Cathedral, I was so preoccupied with being purified by Ye Fufu.’
Thinking back carefully, his older sister, Su Lulu, should have woken up by now.
While Su Lulu waking up was originally a happy thing, he recalled putting on the Little Devil Set and the “little turtle incident” he performed on Ye Fufu. He then remembered his sister’s shout before she fainted from anger: “Su Qi, you are dead!”
At this moment, Su Qi could not help but shudder silently.
‘It looks like I shouldn’t visit Lulu for these next two days.’
Given his sister’s behavior since they were young, if she saw him after the turtle incident, she would definitely lose her temper. It would be bad if she fainted from anger again.
‘Tomorrow, maybe I’ll let her best friend, Sister Wen Yin, go take care of her.’
Surely Wen Yin missed his sister too.
‘Oh, and while I’m at it, I’ll have Sister Wen Yin say some good words for me, the culprit.’
By the time Su Qi had made up his mind to let the newly awakened Su Lulu calm down and focus on rehabilitation for a while, An Xiaoling had already driven back to Lin Hidden Mansion. After parking the car, the two of them returned to the mansion together.
Since they hadn’t eaten dinner, Su Qi originally wanted to reward An Xiaoling for picking him up by making a lavish meal. However, the result was unexpected. An Xiaoling, who usually clung to him so much they practically went to the bathroom together, was cold and indifferent today.
“Sister Su Su, I’m tired. I’m going to sleep now. Goodnight.”
Su Qi watched as An Xiaoling, usually a champion at staying up late, walked back to her room and closed the door. He felt that when things are abnormal, there must be a catch.
But in the next second…
“Xixi~ Xixi~”
A furry little guy grabbed the hem of his dress.
Su Qi snapped out of it, assuming An Xiaoling was just dealing with her monthly visitor.
He looked down at Su Xixi, who was hugging his leg. Su Qi expected the little guy to look up at him with those big, purple, glass-like eyes full of energy, as she always did.
But upon closer inspection, Su Qi realized Su Xixi was clearly off today. Her purple eyes were slightly closed, and she seemed listless, as if she had a human cold.
‘Is the little guy sick?’
As Su Qi wondered, Senior Sister Lin Xue walked over.
“Xixi has been uninterested and lethargic all day. She wouldn’t even watch the little monsters fight Ultraman. However, I checked some records, and she shouldn’t be ill.”
Hearing Lin Xue’s feedback, Su Qi silently stroked the little guy’s head. He knew how much Su Xixi loved those little monsters. If she wasn’t even watching that, there was definitely a problem.
Su Qi quickly thought of a solution: cooking. After all, Su Xixi loved eating his Shuxi Bento the most! Perhaps after eating, the little guy would regain some vitality.
With that thought, the hungry Su Qi moved into action. After putting on an apron, the fragrance of delicious food soon drifted from the Kitchen.
Scenting the food, Su Xixi’s purple eyes flashed with excitement, and she perked up a bit. However, after eating her fill, that energy turned directly into sleepiness. Within seconds, she was snoring in Su Qi’s arms.
Feeling the little guy’s rhythmic breathing, Su Qi shook his head with a hint of envy.
‘Eat then sleep, sleep then eat. How blissful!’
Despite the sentiment, Su Qi made a decision. Perhaps the little guy was lethargic because she hadn’t gone out today and was bored? Maybe tomorrow morning or after school, he could take her for a stroll.
After making the decision and wiping the little guy’s mouth, Su Qi felt Senior Lin Xue’s greedy gaze occasionally drifting toward his ‘little white rabbits.’
Since the smell of formaldehyde from the furniture had been lingering for a few days, Su Qi quickly carried Su Xixi back to his room.
If he stayed in the Living Room any longer, he felt he might turn into ‘food’ again. That simply wouldn’t do!
Upon returning to his small room, even though Ye Fufu had cast a cleansing Magic on him at the Cathedral, he still felt the need for a bath.
His body was clean and no longer felt sticky, but Su Qi’s instincts told him he would feel more comfortable and at ease psychologically if he washed up.
After placing Su Xixi on the bed, Su Qi walked into his private bathroom.
He felt the relaxation brought by the warm water flowing over his body.
He lathered up with body wash and watched the dense foam slide off his skin. It was incredibly stress-relieving.
However, that relief vanished when Su Qi finished washing and picked up a towel to dry himself in front of the Mirror.
As he caught an accidental glimpse of his reflection, Su Qi froze.
Because the view of his lower abdomen had been blocked by two soft ‘mountain peaks,’ Su Qi hadn’t noticed anything after Ye Fufu’s purification. But with this casual glance, he was shocked.
About one centimeter below his navel, a purple pattern the size of a pinky finger had appeared. The pattern was crooked but looked quite erotic, and its shape resembled a heart.
Seeing this, Su Qi felt his entire world turn upside down.
‘So, this pattern is the so-called Curse?’
‘No matter how I look at it, this feels wrong!!!’
While Su Qi was in the bathroom, frantically trying to see if his small hand could rub away this heart-shaped Curse mark—all in vain—An Xiaoling was just a wall away in her own bedroom. She wasn’t sleepy at all.
Her watery eyes were exceptionally sharp as she focused intently on a product on her Notebook.
Seeing a special item worth 5,000 Adventurer points, a flash of heartache crossed her cute, doll-like face.
However, in the next second, she steeled her heart and clicked the order button.