“By the way, what else did Tang Nai do last night?”
Irina hesitated for a moment before replying, “Aside from tickling me a bit when he changed his clothes, there wasn’t anything else… worth mentioning. Oh, and the cost of the clothes was added to the bill.”
Upon hearing this, Su Mu was left speechless.
At this point, she had nothing to complain about.
There was probably a mysterious, large number on Tang Nai’s bill now.
She didn’t need to know the exact amount; it was clear she couldn’t pay it off.
The debt of gratitude to the Supreme Commander of the Magical Girls was insurmountable!
“Speaking of which, why can I only hear your voice now and not see you?”
“Well, if you want to see me, you’ll have to fall asleep first. The last time you saw me was because the dark magic eroded your consciousness and sent it to the edge of the dream world. Normally, I can’t communicate with you until you call out to me.”
Dream world?
Su Mu couldn’t help but recall the disjointed dream she had before.
Was that also related to Irina?
“Once you get a bit stronger, probably around Class D, you’ll be able to stay conscious after falling asleep. We can discuss it in more detail then. If I were to explain certain concepts directly, you’d probably get a headache.”
“Still, it’s better than being completely in the dark…”
“Well, the main reason is that this kind of conversation is exhausting. My current posture is like holding you up. You’re up there, all drowsy, while I’m here with a sore back and weak legs. I need to take a break.”
That did sound terrible… but the description was a bit exaggerated, wasn’t it?
However, Irina seemed to have no intention of continuing the conversation and fell silent.
Due to the monster attack, City B would probably need a few days to get back on track.
Apart from the repair and security departments, most people were relatively idle at the moment.
Miti, as usual, came to the café.
Staying in the dormitory, she still couldn’t let go.
The sofa area used to be her exclusive spot, but now there was an additional occupant who wasn’t quite a stranger—Su Mu.
“I have a feeling that I’ll be able to complete my ranking tonight.”
In the sofa area, Miti looked at Su Mu, who was sitting with her arms folded, her eyebrows raised and lowered in suspicion.
“How much time has even passed? Su Mu, haven’t you been dizzied by the champagne spray?”
“Let’s not talk about that again!”
She still remembered the incident where she hadn’t tightened the bottle cap and got splashed with champagne foam all over her face.
“Speaking of which, Miti, there’s something between us that we haven’t mentioned yet…”
Miti was startled by Su Mu’s sudden closeness.
Looking into her sharp eyes, she couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.
“Why are you calling me by my full name all of a sudden? What’s this about? I don’t remember anything.”
“You enjoyed the fight yesterday, didn’t you? The feeling was great, right? Shall I help you recall?”
Su Mu said through gritted teeth.
Upon hearing this, Miti’s eyes immediately became dazed, and she dared not meet Su Mu’s gaze, quietly edging backward.
But Su Mu wasn’t about to give her a chance to escape.
She swiftly executed a powerful grab, clutching Miti’s shoulders and pressing her onto the sofa, looking down at her from above.
Su Mu’s loose pink hair blocked the light, casting a shadow over Miti’s figure, making her involuntarily nervous and swallow hard.
“Um, can we make peace?”
“Peace? Here and now? You’ve got to be joking.”
Seeing Su Mu’s expression grow increasingly menacing, Miti’s body trembled slightly, and her eyes unconsciously fell on Su Mu’s pert rear.
She remembered all too well how pitifully Irina had cried out yesterday.
The feeling had been quite nice, though…
“I understand, I will reflect properly. Please, have mercy on me!”
“What’s the use of reflection if punishment is still needed? Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
All the magical girls present had the right to discipline me, Su Mu, except for that certain Sercin glasses-wearer who egged me on to write the complete collection and then spied on me in my room!
Su Mu’s slender fingers gradually enlarged Miti’s line of sight, causing the latter to tense up and close her eyes immediately, bracing for the impending disaster.
One second, two seconds.
Just as Miti wondered why Su Mu hadn’t moved yet, a crisp sound suddenly rang out on her forehead, accompanied by a dazing impact.
She blinked blankly, touching the red mark on her forehead.
Just… like that?
Seeing Miti’s puzzled expression, Su Mu made a gesture as if to flick her forehead again, which immediately caused her to instinctively shrink back into the sofa, a pitiful sight that couldn’t help but bring a smile to one’s face.
“Alright, I said I’d be gentle.”
After all, she was the only one interested in my writing.
Hearing this, Miti was instantly touched.
Su Mu, you’re so gentle!
No wonder the feeling was so soft and bouncy.
Thinking this, Su Mu had already turned on her handheld console.
Seeing this, Miti quickly moved closer and put on her black-rimmed glasses.
“Humph, in that case, let me give you some good advice.”
Su Mu glanced at Miti, whose eyes seemed to have gained a bit more seriousness.
Would she really give reliable advice?
It’s worrisome.
However, after browsing the forum as usual, some unexpected content appeared.
A new discussion thread about Su Mu, not to tarnish her reputation, but to state the facts, seemed quite popular.
It was a sort of chronology, detailing Su Mu’s online experiences before her arrest, so detailed that even Su Mu herself was somewhat surprised.
“The genius girl Irina account actually posted a lot of good stuff at first, all about magical girl fanfiction. Although similar content is abundant, her collection of magical girls seemed particularly realistic, making one wonder if she had truly seen them.”
There’s no way that’s true!
“Do any of you guys have the resources? Give me a heads-up if you find any.”
“It’s really hard to find now; almost all of them have been wiped out. Anyway, let’s move on. After the fanfiction period, Irina entered a period that was quite annoying to many, marked by the post about Lando and the Octopus Monster. Here’s the link.”
Su Mu clicked on the link and was taken to her post from a few years ago, finally recalling the content of that person’s post.
Lando had once punched the Octopus Monster into a Franken-monster, and to this day, everyone still remembers the brilliance of that punch.
It was quite cool, but the damage caused was also incredibly exaggerated.
The online debate about this incident is mainly divided into two camps.
The radical faction believed that Lando was right; to prevent the Octopus Monster from continuing its rampage, it was necessary to deliver a fatal blow without holding back.
The conservative faction, on the other hand, believed that no matter how you looked at it, Lando’s punch seemed to be driven by a desire for revenge, which is why it caused such extensive damage to the road and severely affected traffic.
It’s worth noting that most supporters of the conservative faction were those affected by the traffic, while the radical faction mostly consisted of non-local residents.
This debate was essentially a matter of choosing between radicalism and conservatism, and Su Mu at that time resolutely chose “or.”
“Is there no one who feels sympathy for the monster that was turned into fish paste?”