What is it like to be in a deep coma for a long time?
Su Lulu, as the person involved, had a lot to say about it.
It wasn’t quite like the descriptions in TV dramas—full of pain, suffering, and heartache. Instead, it was like a very long dream; a single sleep, and it was over. However, during this long slumber, she could vaguely hear some voices.
As the older sister who had watched Su Qi grow up, Su Lulu could clearly determine through the sound alone that the person speaking beside her was likely Su Qi.
At first, Su Lulu didn’t think Su Qi had changed much.
But recently, she had made a startling discovery.
Even though the aura was the same as before, Su Qi’s voice and presence had begun to shift.
It lacked the masculine toughness of a boy and instead gained a touch of a girl’s softness and charm.
Su Lulu felt it was a bit strange, but she didn’t think much of it, assuming it was just Su Qi’s voice changing during puberty.
But just now, something unacceptable happened.
That Su Qi, who had always followed behind her and respected her since they were children, whispered something in her ear.
“Hey, Sis, why aren’t you up yet? You’re really messy—”
“Sister, you’re really weak.”
Recalling the words Su Qi had said to her—one mocking sentence after another like a little devil—and feeling the faint, itchy sensation on her face, Su Lulu, who had been asleep for so long, finally woke up under the stimulation of this contrast.
What met her eyes was a snowy white bed.
As she opened her eyes, her vision was filled with stars because she hadn’t been awake for so long.
It was very uncomfortable, but even worse was the parched dryness in her throat.
“Water… water!”
After following her instincts and calling out twice, the figure that appeared made Su Lulu pause.
It was a strange man with sharp facial features and solid muscles.
He wore a smile that met societal expectations and was quite handsome.
Currently, he was holding a cup of water in his hand.
“Miss Turtle, come and have some water. By the way, have you seen Ye Fufu?”
Miss Turtle?
Ye Fufu?
Looking at this strange man in a white coat who looked like a doctor and hearing the two names he mentioned, Su Lulu felt she had vaguely heard the name Ye Fufu before.
But Miss Turtle? What on earth was that?
Was he calling her that?
Although Su Lulu had many things she wanted to complain about, the instinct of thirst eventually took over.
If she were a normal person who had been in a coma for a long time, she might not even be able to perform simple movements like rolling over or sitting up because her muscles hadn’t been used.
Su Lulu was no exception.
However, as a rare Water Dragon King Ability user, she quickly manipulated the fluids in her body to assist her muscles, struggling from a lying position into a sitting one.
While controlling her water Ability, Su Lulu felt slightly confused.
‘Eh? Why does it feel like there are faint water stains in the room?’
‘Is it an illusion from my Ability because I’ve been unconscious for too long?’
‘Forget it, I should drink water first!’
After sitting up, Su Lulu subconsciously wanted to take the water handed to her by the Hero. However, after reaching out, she froze when she saw the backpack on the hospital bed.
Wasn’t that Su Qi’s backpack?
If the backpack was here, didn’t that mean Xiao Qi was here just now? Wait, could what she heard in her hazy state be real?
While Su Lulu was incredibly shocked, the Hero had already placed the cup of water into her palm. Subconsciously taking the cup, Su Lulu originally intended to drink it immediately. But as her eyes moved toward the water cup, a single glance caused a surge of anger to rise from the depths of her heart.
Who? Who exactly dared to draw a little turtle on her beautiful face?!
Wait—the backpack, and the words she heard in her dream… Could that person have been Su Qi?
Heh, they hadn’t seen each other for only a few days, and Su Qi had grown so bold? He even dared to play pranks on his sister.
She was absolutely furious!
“Su Qi, don’t let me catch you! Or you’re really going to get it!”
After saying this in extreme anger, her emotions fluctuated too much. The beauty-conscious Su Lulu, who had just woken up, felt her body go limp and she fainted once again.
The Hero, who was handing over the water, saw this. Three question marks slowly appeared over his head.
How did she faint again? She hadn’t even answered a single question yet.
However, despite being dazed, the Hero reacted quickly upon seeing Su Lulu’s poor condition.
Considering this was his teammate Ye Fufu’s church, he didn’t want any trouble to arise.
He immediately set his sights on Su Qi’s Mobile.
Although the Hero didn’t know the passcode for the touchscreen, he could still dial 120 while the phone was locked.
“Hello, is this 120? This is Saint Freya Cathedral… someone has collapsed…”
After the Hero made the call, because there was a hospital right next to Saint Freya Cathedral, the sirens soon wailed.
Awoo—awoo—
An ambulance and rescue personnel soon arrived at the second-floor ward, hurriedly taking both the unconscious girl and the Hero who made the call away.
The moment the medical staff and the Hero’s hurried footsteps left the second-floor ward—
Bang—
The closed wardrobe in the room was weakly pushed open from the inside by a small hand wearing a black sleeve.
As the wardrobe opened, the sweet scent of a young girl immediately began to drift through the ward.
Seeing that there was no one else in the room, Su Qi instinctively wanted to wake up the Saintess Ye Fufu and tell her to stop—no, to get off his waist—and then exit the wardrobe.
After all, most of the Little Devil Set Su Qi was currently wearing had been purified by the Holy Nun. Especially the leather pants and black stockings on his lower body; after being stained by Ye Fufu’s “water,” they had partially dissolved, becoming incredibly suggestive.
Furthermore, wherever the “water” flowed, it created a sensation like an itch. Just touching it felt tingling and numb, let alone having Ye Fufu’s body pressed tightly against him. Because the sensation was too stimulating, Su Qi felt as though his small head was about to melt. If this continued, things would definitely get weird.
“Sister Fufu, you… ugh.”
“Master, do not speak. I am here to help you purify the evil energy on your body. Come, feel it properly, and cooperate.”
Before Su Qi could finish a single sentence, he was ruthlessly silenced by the Saintess Ye Fufu using a perfectly righteous excuse.
Hearing Ye Fufu’s reasoning, a flush of crimson rose on Su Qi’s already red, fair cheeks.
‘Feel it properly? Feel what? And cooperate? Cooperate so I can be eaten by you?’
‘Ugh… this isn’t right.’
Seeing this, Su Qi subconsciously wanted to resist.
Although the Little Devil Set was a Level 2 Spiritual Artifact that increased attributes more than ordinary clothing, most of it had been purified while they were in the wardrobe.
All of that purified power had been transferred to Ye Fufu’s Saintess Uniform.
With this trade-off, the already weak Su Qi pushed against Ye Fufu a few times and couldn’t help but feel like crying.
‘Ugh… why does Sister Fufu feel like Elder Sister Wen Yin when she falls into her yandere state!’
She seemed to be entirely controlled by instinct.
And now that the Hero and his sister had been taken away by medical personnel, Sister Fufu, having no more concerns, became even more wild in her movements.
Feeling the attribute bonuses from his Little Devil Set constantly being purified and dropping, Su Qi realized that if this continued, a major problem would definitely occur.
In the next second, Su Qi used the last of the strength provided by the battle-damaged Little Devil Set.
His fair, small feet kicked hard against the wardrobe.
Using the counter-force, he lunged out of the narrow wardrobe with Ye Fufu, and they fell beside the hospital bed due to momentum.
Feeling the fresh, cool air outside the wardrobe, Su Qi regained some consciousness and subconsciously wanted to flee.
During their time in the wardrobe, Ye Fufu had shifted from passive to active.
Su Qi could clearly see that Ye Fufu had likely fallen into some kind of Saintess Purification instinct.
If he could just pull away and put some distance between them, he should be able to make Sister Fufu regain her sanity.
Once she was rational again, everything would be fine.
Su Qi moved quickly, attempting to escape almost the second they hit the floor. However, a moment later, he froze in place.
Because the space in the wardrobe had been too narrow and the atmosphere too ambiguous and suggestive—combined with the crisis of being exposed—Su Qi hadn’t paid much attention to his own body.
It wasn’t until he fell with Ye Fufu that Su Qi discovered, much to his dismay, the truth.
Due to the special physique from his Mother-in-law’s Body Modification, he was actually “connected” to Ye Fufu. Based on his previous experience with the yandere Wen Yin, it seemed that until he “satisfied” her, there was… no escape?
Upon realizing this, Su Qi’s entire body couldn’t help but shudder.
He couldn’t help but complain internally: ‘Ugh… Mother-in-law, what kind of strange physique did you modify my body into?!’
While Su Qi was stunned in place by this discovery, even forgetting to run—
“Master, bear with it. The evil will soon be purified.”
At that moment, Ye Fufu leaned in again without a word.
Feeling the soft sensation against his back and hearing Ye Fufu’s wrong-sounding words, Su Qi felt the “bad” position they were in.
Su Qi’s fair little face was filled with shame. ‘Ugh… Ye Fufu, don’t come over here! Calm down!’
‘And… why have the offensive and defensive roles swapped?!’
‘I’m clearly the Master!!!’
As the sweet little devil cake Su Qi was being “purified” stroke by stroke by the Holy Saintess Ye Fufu, over at Spiritual Martial University, An Xiaoling had just finished her classes.
After being ordered by Teacher Yu Qi to rewrite her self-reflection tonight, she walked out of the teaching building and suddenly paused.
The Emerald Bracelet worn on her fair wrist was emitting wave after wave of Spiritual Energy fluctuations.
Facing this abnormality, which was similar to what happened a few days ago, An Xiaoling’s delicate brows furrowed slightly.
She had a nagging feeling that something bad was happening.