Chapter 115: A Doll-like Girl

The moment Su Mu’s voice reached her ears, Lando blinked in slight surprise.

So familiar, but she couldn’t quite recall who it was, yet she couldn’t help but want to trust this soft, gentle girl’s voice.

Su Mu had originally intended to use her handheld device to alter Lando’s data, letting her thrash that pirated Tang Nai in her dream.

But she quickly realized the problem.

This was Lando’s dream, and her control over it was strongest here.

Su Mu only needed to help her remember she was dreaming.

But she had other plans.

Everyone has thought about going back to the past with their memories, to make up for past regrets.

It sounds poetic, but really, it’s just about showing off and delivering some payback.

Su Mu was going to awaken part of Lando’s memories and let her experience that satisfaction firsthand.

And while she was at it, she’d get in on the action, just like last time when Tang Nai used Motes’s chance to spank herself.

As the magic power flowed away, Su Mu watched Lando’s eyes gradually brighten.

Meanwhile, Tang Nai, who had been waiting a long time without response, showed a confused expression, which made Su Mu want to snicker.

Though just a shadow of memory, it felt far more real than beating up a doodle “Tang Nai.”

‘I don’t need your help; I have my own way to deal with this.’

At this moment, Lando forcibly suppressed the smirk tugging at her lips under Tang Nai’s baffled gaze.

She placed her hand firmly on the lens of the DSLR camera and pushed it backward.

Surprisingly, Tang Nai staggered back from the push, nearly falling.

At the same time, an expression of shock appeared on Tang Nai’s face for the first time—an unusually rare sight.

After all, she always wore that smile, as if everything was under control, making people want to grab her and poke through her facade.

Of course, Tang Nai wasn’t really weak.

The reason this happened was that Lando was brimming with confidence.

And in this dream, she could do almost anything she wanted.

Slowly standing, the dense white light coalesced into strands, wrapping around her body like threads.

The shining form of Magical Girl Lando appeared, radiating the most dashing aura.

The white light reflected in Tang Nai’s eyes, and whether it was an illusion or not, Su Mu saw a fleeting look of admiration on her face.

It was rare to see such rich expression from Tang Nai, but more were yet to come.

“When did you learn all this?”

Lando smiled faintly, the white light solidifying into a military-style uniform.

A pristine cape trailed behind her, sweeping back with a casual wave of her hand, washing away all traces of her previous embarrassment.

The once unreachable Luo Linglan was shattered by a gentle flick of her hand, turning into black fragments scattered by the wind.

The one standing here was Lando, who had already destroyed the Concept Body.

And looking at Tang Nai, who made her teeth itch with hatred, her fists could no longer be restrained.

“This is all thanks to you. If you hadn’t ‘gently’ guided me like that, maybe I’d still be a rookie Magic Girl who couldn’t even reach C-Rank.”

Lando deliberately emphasized the words “gently.”

It was obvious that the memory linked to Tang Nai in this dream was inseparable from that so-called guidance.

Resentment doesn’t build up in a day; it accumulates over months and years.

Luo Linglan took fifteen years to provoke Lando, who could no longer endure it, to unleash her artistic talents and paint that expressive doodle.

And Tang Nai only needed three years to reach this point.

‘Three years — do you know how I spent those three years?!’

Now, Lando was going to vent all the pent-up frustration from those three years.

Before Tang Nai could react, Lando grabbed one of her hands and pinned it upside down across her knee.

“What are you doing…?”

A breeze blew past, making Tang Nai’s backside chill.

Lando’s arm trembled slightly with excitement, as if ready to unleash all the grievances she’d just endured on Tang Nai’s seemingly delicate bottom.

‘You hate being treated like a child, don’t you?’

“Smack!”

Children who do wrong deserve a good spanking!

Watching the clear red handprint suddenly appear on the snow-white skin, Su Mu swallowed nervously.

It reminded her of some unhappy memories…

But that didn’t stop her from wanting to return the extra sting Tang Nai once gave her!

Once Lando finished, she’d have to test this person’s hand herself — see if it really made a good sound.

The thought crossed her mind just as Lando’s hand became a blur, moving so fast that Su Mu couldn’t even see it clearly.

Only the endless smacking sounds echoed fiercely in the room, like dry grass burning.

At almost a visible speed, Tang Nai’s entire bottom turned red, glossy like a ripe apple — soft, springy, and just right.

But perhaps because it was a dream, she didn’t cry out properly.

Instead, she sounded listless and perfunctory, as if just going through the motions.

Sometimes Lando grew impatient and hit harder, which finally elicited a few groans from Tang Nai.

“Ah, oh, uh, that hurts~”

Su Mu covered her face, instinctively reaching to touch her own backside.

The instant her fingers brushed over it, a current of electricity surged through her body, making her arch her waist and pull her hand back immediately.

So, has this person lost feeling in their bottom?

It was terribly disappointing — like when your wife falls asleep and starts snoring in the middle of passionate lovemaking…

“Hey, you…”

Lando quickly realized something was wrong.

This reaction was far from normal.

Though the sensation was burning hot, Tang Nai felt like a realistic doll, no matter how much she was spanked, it never felt satisfying.

“Ah, you noticed. Actually, I don’t feel a thing, little Lando.”

Tang Nai spoke calmly, uttering something unbelievable.

“Don’t worry, at least I feel a little bit of shame… maybe?”

Hearing this, Lando bit her lip in frustration.

She remembered.

After that incident, Lando had once pranked Tang Nai by putting an almost lethal amount of pepper in her coffee.

Then she eagerly waited on the stairs for her reaction.

But Tang Nai drank the coffee expressionlessly while staring blankly at a childish Magical Girl cartoon on TV, showing no signs of choking.

Now it seemed not only her taste but also her sense of pain was blocked.

“Are you even human? You don’t feel anything at all.”

Tang Nai ignored Lando’s words and instead fell into thought.

After a few seconds, she said something startling.

“I think I’ve realized something’s off. This isn’t reality, is it?”

Su Mu beside them suddenly lost her composure.

Isn’t this person just an illusion in the dream?

How could she grasp the fundamental logic of the dream?

Even the dream’s owner, Lando, was still immersed, so how could she become lucid first?

“What do you mean…?”

The next moment, Tang Nai’s figure froze and then dissolved into countless streams of light.

Lando felt her body lighten, reaching out to grab her but only touching air.

A familiar voice suddenly rang out behind Su Mu.

“Looks like you’re having fun, Su Mu, and little Lando, but bullying a memory illusion bearing my image is no fun, right?”

Su Mu’s hairs stood on end instantly, and she immediately sensed the difference between the real person behind her and the mere illusion before.

The real deal had arrived!

“Why not just tell me directly and let me join your role-playing game?”