The two finished their warm breakfast and, after a long time, nestled together on the living room sofa.
Mu Yurou excitedly picked a newly released Magical Girl movie called Magical Girl Circle.
Mu Xi sat in the middle, Mu Yurou on the left, and the Little Ancestor—Mu Ming—who only Mu Xi could see, shamelessly took the right side.
The movie started, and light and shadow flickered across the TV screen.
Mu Ming immediately snuggled up like a clingy cat, wrapping her arms tightly around Mu Xi’s right arm and resting her head affectionately on Mu Xi’s shoulder.
The sudden intimacy stiffened Mu Xi’s body instantly.
She forced herself to maintain a proper sitting posture, staring straight at the screen without looking away.
Mu Yurou glanced over and saw her sister sitting upright with a focused expression.
She thought Mu Xi was deeply absorbed in the movie and relaxed, immersing herself as well.
Time quietly passed in the interplay of light and shadow.
Outside, the sunlight gradually shifted from gentle morning light to the blazing noon sun.
“Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep—!”
A sharp, uniquely pitched Phoenix Cry suddenly exploded from the Magical Girl Exclusive Communication Watch on Mu Yurou’s wrist!
The piercing sound instantly drowned out the movie’s intense background music, standing out abruptly in the quiet living room!
However—
The two on the sofa reacted with surprisingly “calm” composure.
Mu Yurou seemed to not hear it at all, her gaze still fixed on the screen.
Mu Xi didn’t move a muscle either, as if the sharp alarm was just part of the movie’s sound effects.
This special frequency was the Magic Association’s emergency signal to Magical Girls, inaudible to ordinary people.
Mu Yurou naturally assumed her sister hadn’t heard it.
But Mu Xi… had to pretend not to hear it.
Her identity must not be revealed.
Mu Yurou’s fingertips discreetly pressed the side of the watch.
The piercing Phoenix Cry abruptly stopped.
She seemed to just notice the time, casually raised her wrist to check, then said apologetically to Mu Xi, “Sis, it’s getting late. I have some things to do this afternoon, so I should go.”
With that, she got up from the sofa.
“Aren’t you going to eat lunch?”
Mu Xi also stood up, her tone lingering with a gentle attempt to hold her back, masking the earlier tension.
“No, not today. Sis, next time for sure!”
Mu Yurou said briskly as she headed for the door.
Mu Xi followed behind her.
The two arrived at the entrance.
“Take care, be safe on the way,” Mu Xi said from inside the door.
“Mm-hmm!”
Mu Yurou responded, putting on her shoes.
“Oh, Sis!”
Just as Mu Xi was about to close the door, Mu Yurou suddenly turned back to call out.
Her expression carried a faint trace of unease.
“Lately… be careful, okay?” she lowered her voice, “I heard from others… that Red Sea City hasn’t been very safe recently.”
Not very safe?
Had another Insect Monster snuck in?
Mu Xi’s thoughts raced, but her face remained calm and gentle.
“Got it,” she nodded lightly, her tone casual, “I’ll take care of myself, don’t worry. Bye-bye.”
“Bye!”
Mu Yurou finally turned and walked into the elevator.
Mu Xi watched the elevator doors close and the floor indicator begin descending before slowly closing her own front door.
The lock clicked softly, sealing off the outside world.
She turned and walked back to the living room.
Mu Ming was sprawled on the sofa in a ridiculously casual “duck sitting” posture, hands propping her body up behind her, leaning slightly backward.
Her legs, clad in white ankle socks, were slender and delicate, outlined sharply in the afternoon sunlight filtering through the curtains.
She tilted her head, her ruby-like eyes sparkling with mischief as she looked at Mu Xi returning.
“Your little sister’s gone~”
Mu Ming’s voice had a teasing tone, “No one’s here to keep you company now~”
Mu Xi ignored her teasing, sitting down heavily on the sofa, her mind weighed down.
That emergency call and the warning from her sister just now left her unable to dismiss her concerns.
Mu Ming, as if reading her thoughts, leaned in closer.
“That was an emergency call from the Magic Association,” Mu Ming said proudly, as if she knew the inside scoop, “Something big must have really happened.”
“She even told you to be careful…”
Mu Ming’s red eyes blinked in a probing way, “…aren’t you worried about her?”
“Of course I’m worried!”
Mu Xi blurted out, her brow furrowed, “The Magic Association’s emergency call means that no matter where we are or what we’re doing, Magical Girls who receive the signal must respond immediately! It definitely means something extremely urgent has happened!”
Her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.
“Although she’s grown up… and has become an outstanding Magical Girl…”
Mu Xi’s voice was full of a sister’s anxiety, “…I, as her sister… can’t help but want to protect her…”
“But right now… I don’t even know what happened…”
Her tone carried a deep helplessness, “…and I can’t just show myself openly because of my identity…”
“Then just check online!”
Mu Ming suddenly poked Mu Xi’s arm with her fingertip, wearing a look that said, Isn’t that obvious?
“Online?”
Mu Xi blinked in surprise.
“Yeah!”
Mu Ming rolled her eyes adorably, “The Magical Girl Internal Forum, of course! Don’t you all have that Secret Forum?”
Mu Xi’s eyes lit up instantly!
“That’s right!”
She immediately stood and hurried into her bedroom, returning shortly with a silver-gray laptop.
She sat cross-legged on the sofa, placing the laptop on her knees, and opened the screen.
The startup sound echoed softly in the quiet living room.
The screen lit up with a blue glow.
Mu Xi opened the browser, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she typed in a complicated, irregular string of characters—the special address for accessing the Magical Girl internal network.
The page refreshed.
A simple but mysteriously patterned login screen appeared.
Username and password were required.
Mu Xi stared at the password field, racking her memory…
“cmsd9999,” Mu Ming’s lazy voice sounded in her ear.
“How do you know that?!” Mu Xi turned sharply, startled, looking at the innocent expression on Mu Ming’s face.
“It’s from your memories…”
Mu Ming tapped her temple with a finger, her red eyes gleaming mischievously, “…I remember everything very clearly~”
“Feels… like I have no privacy at all…”
Mu Xi grumbled, displeased.
“You’re me, and I’m you~”
Mu Ming grinned, nearly pressing her face to Mu Xi’s, “Between us two… what privacy is there? Hehe~”
Mu Xi sighed helplessly and typed in the password.
Login successful!
A cleanly designed but information-rich forum interface appeared on the screen.
At the top was a scrolling emergency notice bar; below it were dense categories of posts and the latest discussions.
Mu Xi’s gaze immediately fell on her avatar—a dim Crystal Orchid icon showing “Invisible” status.
She quickly typed the keyword Red Sea City into the forum’s search bar.
Pressing Enter.
The page refreshed with a series of related posts.
“Red Sea City Shocked by Appearance of Abyssal Beast! Stopped by Mysterious White-Haired Girl…”
Mu Xi’s heart tightened slightly.
Ah… so it really was witnessed that day…
She scrolled through the page, eyes sharp as she scanned each headline.
Suddenly!
A new post title, bolded in red with an exclamation mark, caught her attention firmly:
“Witch Appears in Red Sea City?!”
The timestamp boldly showed this morning!
Mu Xi immediately clicked on it.
The post detailed an incident late last night: a Magical Girl codenamed Xu Beauty was attacked during patrol.
The attacker claimed to be a Witch wielding powerful Dark Power…
Most importantly, the victim’s description was quoted:
“Appearance: jet-black hair, crimson eyes like blood…”
Mu Xi’s breath caught!
She abruptly turned her sharp gaze to the side, shooting it at Mu Ming, who was lazily playing with her own hair strands beside her!
“Huh?”
Mu Ming looked puzzled at the intense stare, blinking her ruby eyes, “What are you looking at me for?”
Mu Ming’s gaze followed Mu Xi’s line of sight and landed on the laptop screen.
When she read the description of the “black-haired, red-eyed Witch,” her expression froze for a moment.
Then, somewhat embarrassed, she raised her hand to scratch her smooth black hair and let out a few dry laughs:
“Ahaha… so… so famous already, huh…”
Sigh—
Looking at Mu Ming’s expression of “I messed up but don’t really care,” Mu Xi felt a deep wave of helplessness surge through her.
She let out a heavy, long sigh and leaned back into the sofa, feeling utterly drained.