“Little Ai, close all the curtains.”
At 3 p.m. in Lin City, the summer sun was at its most intense.
During this time, most residents would open their mesh windows, letting the natural breeze flow through the room, drawing back the closed curtains to allow sunlight to bathe every corner, a true sterilizing feast.
But today, in Building No.3 of the Lily Community, two hours after Su Qi had entered the hallway, all the curtains outside a single-person apartment on the tenth floor were drawn shut at the time when the sun was brightest.
As the curtains were completely closed, a timid girl’s voice sounded.
“Tr… transformation.”
The next moment, in this less than 50 square meter single apartment, a dazzling, colorful radiance flickered.
At the center of the glow, the slender girl originally dressed in men’s home pajamas was undergoing an astonishing change.
Her originally androgynous long hair, illuminated by the brilliant light, began growing visibly by the second, quickly cascading into smooth, pink, waist-length locks.
The waterfall-like hair brought a faint sweet fragrance to the room.
At the same time, beneath the fringe covering Mo Yu’s forehead, his once dark, autumn-water-clear pupils transformed into shimmering, multicolored light.
The loose male sleep pants seemed magically altered, instantly turning into a pair of thigh-high boots full of fantasy and allure.
His sleepwear, as if by sleight of hand, transformed into an exquisitely fluffy magical girl outfit suffused with a lovely, sweet pink hue.
This magical girl in transformation was none other than Mo Yu, the very person Su Qi had come to visit today.
And the reason Mo Yu chose to draw the curtains and transform now was, to be honest, somewhat embarrassing.
Just moments ago, Mo Yu had sneaked into the embrace of his best friend—no, rather best sister—once again, taking advantage of Su Qi’s drunken state.
Normally, hugging Su Qi, the sensation of their two little white rabbits colliding—their hearts in sync—brought Mo Yu immense joy.
But Mo Yu had underestimated one thing: Su Qi’s appearance when drunk.
Unlike the usual well-behaved, cute, and measured Su Qi,
the intoxicated Su Qi became clingy and acted purely on instinctive tenderness.
“A Yu, you smell so good, holding you is so comforting.”
“Ugh, this outfit is such a bother… I don’t… don’t want to wear it. A Yu, you don’t wear it either, I’ll help you… hic… hic… fix it, okay?”
Amidst a series of cute, slurred murmurs, Su Qi’s small white hands began fumbling about recklessly.
As an innocent girl unfamiliar with such things, Mo Yu felt her breath quicken and her body instinctively soften at Su Qi’s touch.
Though Mo Yu didn’t dislike the idea of being close to Su Qi like this,
being pushed down like this wasn’t a bad thing at all.
However, considering Su Qi’s drunken, unconscious state and the fact that his body could easily catch cold lying on the cold floor,
Mo Yu, feeling immobilized, decided to transform into a magical girl. This way, she could calm down and carry Su Qi to bed, at least preventing him from catching a chill.
Mo Yu’s intention was good, but after transforming into a magical girl today, she paused with a slight surprise.
Every previous time she had transformed, her magical girl form had pale blue hair and matching blue attire.
Why was today’s magical girl outfit and accessories bathed in a somewhat seductive pink?
Could it be that Su Qi’s influence had affected her mood?
While Mo Yu floated gently in the air, drawing upon the ambient spiritual energy to think,
“Wow, A Yu, you look so beautiful! I love those shoes.”
Su Qi’s excited, girlish voice sounded beneath her, and as the voice rang out, Su Qi’s adorable white hands instinctively wrapped around Mo Yu’s slender waist adorned with lace and big satin bows, while the small, palm-sized face, due to the height difference, was beginning to nuzzle instinctively under the skirt’s hem.
As an innocent girl who had never truly experienced these things, Mo Yu was flustered and embarrassed for the first time since becoming a battle-ready magical girl.
Without thinking, she reached out and gently lifted the intoxicated and delicate Su Qi.
Just as Mo Yu was about to carry Su Qi out of the kitchen,
“A Yu, you haven’t eaten your bento yet.”
In her arms, Su Qi suddenly remembered and struggled slightly.
Hearing Su Qi’s reminder, Mo Yu had initially ignored it.
After all, although bentos were delicious, at this moment she wanted nothing more than to cherish this golden time with her drunken best friend Su Qi!
The warmth of the embrace, the tender skin-to-skin contact, all left Mo Yu reluctant to break away.
If it felt this wonderful on the cold floor, how much more delightful would it be on the soft bed?
Such moments with a drunken Su Qi didn’t come often.
Just as Mo Yu was about to disregard the bento reminder and leave the kitchen,
Su Qi’s slightly silly, drunken voice rang out again.
“This bento, I made it specially, it’s really tasty. If you eat it, A Yu, you’ll get healthier.”
“Made by me?”
Hearing Su Qi’s drunken truth, Mo Yu, who had just been about to leave the kitchen, turned back.
After all, it would be a shame not to eat a bento personally made by A Qi.
Yet, alongside the gratitude, Mo Yu felt a slight doubt.
Before arriving, Su Qi had clearly said she bought the bento from the night market. This drunken confession contradicted her previous statement.
Why would A Qi lie like that?
Looking at Su Qi, lying in her arms with a drunken, heart-fluttering expression, Mo Yu realized she probably wouldn’t get an answer.
Forget it for now, better to just eat the bento.
Deciding firmly, Mo Yu cradled Su Qi while silently turning on the microwave.
Once the microwave started, a rich, appetizing aroma wafted into Mo Yu’s nostrils.
Despite having just eaten a bread roll at noon, Mo Yu felt a surge of appetite.
Picking up the lunchbox, Mo Yu carefully examined its label: ‘Su Ji Boxed Meal.’
Seeing this packaging sparked a bold guess in Mo Yu’s mind.
For nearly a month, there had been rumors of a mysterious married woman at the night market selling delicious bentos.
The gossip said her bentos were incredibly tasty and even had healing and temporary attribute-boosting effects. That sounded exactly like Su Ji Bento.
Combining Su Qi’s conflicting statements and the ‘Su Ji’ clue, Mo Yu now dared to speculate boldly:
Could her best friend Su Qi—no, rather she—be that bento lady?
If so, Mo Yu really wanted to see A Qi display her Transformative Power!
Gently holding the premium bento, Mo Yu carried Su Qi to the dining table.
Upon opening the lunchbox, the aroma immediately filled the air.
“Meow meow meow~”
Attracted by the scent, Pudding—the Princess Ragdoll Cat who had caused Mo Yu’s earlier unexpected fall—came running over.
Even usually indifferent to human food, Pudding showed interest in this bento.
Mo Yu’s confidence in her guess grew another notch.
Gently pushing away the meowing Pudding, Mo Yu scooped a spoonful of the tomato scrambled egg broth.
The instant the delicious flavor hit her tongue, Mo Yu’s eyes widened in amazement.
A warm current flowed into her abdomen, and the previously swollen ankles began to feel pleasantly warm.
Taking another bite of the sweet and fragrant sweet-and-sour pork, though not as crispy as freshly made, the taste was still exquisite.
After enjoying these two dishes, Mo Yu’s appetite was thoroughly awakened.
Since holding Su Qi in a princess carry made eating inconvenient, Mo Yu lifted Su Qi’s soft body and settled her in a straddling position on her lap.
Feeling Su Qi’s soft, supple curves and gentle weight, Mo Yu deeply experienced the intimate closeness described in yuri novels, a heart-to-heart connection that felt indescribably blissful.
In front of her were delicious dishes; in her arms, the person she liked. Especially as she gently supported Su Qi’s soft, petite form to prevent her from shifting in drunkenness, the sense of joy doubled.
Just as Mo Yu was happily finishing the bento dishes, her once-flat belly becoming rounder, a warm current suddenly surged through her body.
A sudden surge of fullness burst from within, and unknowingly her swollen ankles returned to normal.
Realizing this, Mo Yu opened her Attribute Panel.
Seeing her magical girl attributes boosted by nearly twenty percent, her earlier guess was confirmed.
Su Qi really was the legendary stunning married bento lady.
Just as Mo Yu came to this realization, slurp~a mischievous little pink snake gently traced the corner of Mo Yu’s mouth, still stained with soup.
“Hehe, A Yu, you’re so careless. You got soup on your face, hic… luckily there’s me to help, aren’t I just adorable?”
Following the feeling, Mo Yu looked into her arms and saw Su Qi’s flushed little face, sticking out a small, red, sparkling tongue.
With alluring peach blossom eyes, Su Qi looked at her like a little imp.
Seeing such a charming Su Qi, gulp~
Mo Yu, freshly full, unconsciously swallowed.
Her body warmed, her throat slightly parched—wanting something to drink.
Something to drink?
Thinking of that, Mo Yu suddenly had an interesting idea.
Now that A Qi was behaving boldly due to drunkenness, and she herself had to hold back desperately, that felt unfair.
But if she got drunk too, then everything that happened could be blamed on the alcohol.
Thinking this, Mo Yu’s eyes lit up.
Gently lifting Su Qi’s soft form, she grabbed the half-finished bottle of Sweet Snake Liquor and carried Su Qi to her soft bed.
Twisting off the cap, she inhaled the faint sweet fragrance from the clear bottle and the faintly glistening lip prints left by Su Qi.
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Mo Yu clenched her small fists and lifted her head…thump thump thump~
The purple-sweet Snake Spirit Wine slid down.
At first, for two seconds, the alcohol taste hadn’t dissipated yet.
Mo Yu found it sweet and tasty, feeling no abnormality.
But after three seconds, the hidden sweet and alcoholic aroma began to emerge.
With a drinking tolerance similar to Su Qi’s, Mo Yu’s mind started to grow hazy; her vision blurred.
As Mo Yu drifted into a daze, Su Qi, following instinct, crawled on top of her.
“Damn you, Xiao Yu, you secretly drank… I want some too.”
As she spoke, Mo Yu felt her cheeks pinned down.
Then Su Qi’s delicate, milky face filled her vision.
Soft lips released a gentle, uniquely Su Qi floral fragrance that filled Mo Yu’s lungs—fragrant, soft, and utterly tender.
Soon after, another pink ‘general’ came to steal the lingering sweetness of the Sweet Snake Liquor.
Mo Yu’s small heart began to race uncontrollably.
In this blissful atmosphere, different from the usual clingy, drunk Su Qi, magical girl Mo Yu obediently drifted into a happy, contented sleep.
Unbeknownst to her, a small, snowy-white Ragdoll cat quietly climbed onto the kitchen dining table, licking the leftover food clean before curling up, awaiting transformation.
And even more unbeknownst to her, beside her, Su Qi, like a coquettish kitten, instinctively pressed closer, shortening the distance between them.
As the embrace deepened, two slender forms pressed intimately closer.
Gradually, a glow flickered in the room.
The radiant magical girl attire on Mo Yu began to emit a faint glow.
Then, as if alive, it slowly shifted over to the sleeping Su Qi.
At the moment the magical girl costume fully transferred, a breathtaking transformation occurred.
Su Qi’s originally shiny black short hair magically changed in an instant into stunningly beautiful white locks, pure as snowflakes, shimmering with crystalline luster, silky smooth as it draped over her shoulders.
The pink magical girl outfit that had been on Mo Yu transformed into a soft white one-piece dress imbued with purity and sacred innocence, now adorning Su Qi.
At the same time, a sheer, translucent veil seemed to envelop Su Qi’s body, as if formed from morning mist, light and transparent, faintly revealing the curves of her legs.
It radiated a cold and alluring light, like a star in the night sky, silently enticing.
The small room began to emit an indescribable sweet fragrance.
Mo Yu, already asleep, twitched her nostrils and felt the air around her had become more fragrant, and the sensation on her skin more exquisite.
Unlike the previous moment when Su Qi took the initiative to nuzzle, this time, Mo Yu slowly became the one taking the lead.
“A Qi, you smell so good~~~”
…
Meanwhile, as Su Qi and Mo Yu grew increasingly close in the same room due to drunkenness, the sky gradually darkened over the Muyang Community.
Next door to Su Qi’s Room 1507 was Room 1506.
There, Su Qi’s elder sister Wen Yin bit her red lips tightly, her pink phoenix eyes gleaming with a crazed, yandere-like madness.
The next moment, a crisp, authoritative sisterly voice sounded, suppressing the room’s tension.
“Alright, little Qi, you’re really naughty now. You’ve learned to stay out all night. Looks like big sister really needs to teach you a proper lesson!!!”
As she spoke, a pair of silver handcuffs silently appeared in Wen Yin’s delicate hands.
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