It was her again, Yue.
Just now she had turned into a loli at home and been discovered by her little sister.
Discovered, but not completely discovered.
She had even spoken the truth outright, and what she got in return was a single line—
“I am your dad.”
Tsk.
“Compared to the facts, the world is often more willing to believe the truth it has decided on for itself.”
That old Daoist priest from back then had put it rather well…
The Daoist priest was precisely the “noble benefactor” who had cured Yue’s adoptive parents of their infertility, a very interesting old man who called himself “Cloud Immortal.”
His physiognomy was superb, yet he often refused to use his real skill and instead set up a stall on the street to cheat people out of money.
As a child it had felt impressive, but Yue suddenly felt now that the affairs of those years seemed to have something fishy about them.
When had this feeling started…
Yue stared at Lin Lianxue’s fine features and lost herself for a moment.
Only when a warm hand suddenly began stroking her head did Yue finally come back to herself.
“All right, little girl, stop making trouble. Come tell Big Sister the truth. Did that big brother from before teach you to say that?”
“It’s all right. Big Sister won’t blame you.”
“Come on, be good. Tell Big Sister what really happened. You must tell the truth. Only honest children are good children, okay~”
Yue did not answer. After failing to shake off her little sister’s hand by shaking her head, she raised both hands to cover her head and stop the stroking… like hell!
Her hands were still tied behind her back even now!
Hurry up and take your hand off my head!
You damn… don’t… don’t rub anymore…
Yue’s gaze on the girl was full of grievance, yet in the end she could only helplessly shift her eyes away from the girl’s exquisite face.
She probably knew when that feeling had been born…
It was just now, outside the front door, when Yue had seen her face through the window.
She was very pretty, delicate beyond reason. Of course that was not the point. The point was—she did not look much like that couple.
She did not look like them anywhere…
And the older she grew, the less she looked like them…
How could the adoptive father and mother have qualifications this good.
At first it had only been speculation, but after observing at such close range for so long, Yue could already be certain.
This little sister of hers, the same as her, was not that couple’s child.
As for whose she actually was… most likely only that old der… Daoist priest who was versed in “physiognomy” would know.
With his ability to control luck, finding that old Daoist would not be hard.
But after that?
Anything involving life origins always felt like it would be a huge trouble…
While Yue was silent, Lin Lianxue had at some point stopped the hand rubbing her head, then taken off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and stood in front of Yue.
Shrouded by the dark silhouette, Yue looked up on instinct.
The snow-white skirt hem barely covered the absolute territory. As the girl slightly adjusted her stance, the edge of the fabric swayed once, lightly, in the field of view.
Yue’s brain went blank for a moment.
???
Young lady, is it really all right for you to be this unrestrained?
And you just came of age! Dressing that mature, will there really be no problems?!
However…
Feeling her cheeks heat a little, Yue then leaned forward and lowered her head, letting the hood of the hoodie drop and cover the little face that might already have turned somewhat rosy.
Seven years apart, and this person… had developed rather well.
Seeing Yue’s embarrassed movement, Lin Lianxue finally noticed her own terrible posture as well.
Though she muttered things like “we’re both girls” and “don’t be shy” under her breath, she did sit down properly in the end.
Yue let out a somewhat speechless sigh, pretended to have compromised, entered performance mode, and said to the girl:
“All right, Big Sister. I’ll tell you where Big Brother is. Then you undo this… thing for me first, and I’ll take you to find him.”
“Mm, that’s more like it. What a good little girl~”
Then Yue’s head suffered again…
Numb.
Right now she only hoped her little sister would never discover this secret…
Coming over on her own to let Big Brother see her panties, then acting like a rogue as if it were only natural and perfectly justified…
After the bindings were undone, Yue led the way in front.
When the leading reached the stairs, she was pulled to a stop by Lin Lianxue again. She had just wanted to turn and ask when the other party lectured her with a completely serious face. “Do you know how dangerous it was when you ran this way earlier?”
“You must never run up or down the stairs, understand? Come, hold my hand. We’ll go down together.”
Looking at the soft, tender hand delivered right before her eyes, an emotion Yue could not quite name surged in her heart.
After tasting it for a moment, the flavor was sweet and seeped into the heart.
She had been warmed by this girl once again.
Remembering childhood, it seemed their first time holding hands had been a scene like this too. Only this time.
…The one playing “little sister” was Yue.
Her small hand stretched out from the long black sleeve. Under the gentle light it looked pink and puffy, especially cute.
She set it lightly into the girl’s palm. The instant they touched, it was as if she had been wrapped by something warm, soft and yielding…
Suddenly a strong current passed from the hand through the whole body. Lin Lianxue had mischievously scratched her palm once.
One had to know that in this form, Yue’s body was abnormally sensitive.
On instinct the hand jerked back hard, wanting to pull away.
But before absolute strength, everything was futile.
Lin Lianxue held Yue’s hand, looking down from above, the overflowing smile at the corners of her mouth carrying a trace of deep, satisfied meaning at having succeeded.
“So good~”
Then Yue was scratched a few more times. Struggling did nothing. Only under her long, resentful stare did Lin Lianxue finally stop her teasing.
…It felt like this person had awakened some outrageous attribute!
While going downstairs, Yue quietly wiped the tear stains from her face. The gaze fixed on her toes was full of dullness.
Bullied by her little sister…
But it did not matter, because she could bully her back.
If being grabbed before going down the stairs earlier had been a good-luck event to prevent a fall, that meant the effect of misfortune had already passed.
Without the weakening of “Misfortune,” Yue’s current state was—”Strong Luck”!
It could roughly be understood as whatever one wished would come true, except that the completion of events came with a special probability.
Yue glanced sideways at the messenger bag on her little sister’s back. This was prepared to serve as physical evidence for a confrontation with “me”…
But that was fine too. It saved her a trip back upstairs.
Once downstairs, the instant both feet landed on the first-floor boards, Yue yanked her hand back hard and stuffed it into the long sleeve.
Because she felt guilty, Lin Lianxue did not act like a rogue toward Yue again. She only followed silently behind her toward the kitchen.
Feeling the lingering numbness that kept coming from a palm that still held residual warmth, Yue’s heart was fuzzy and far from pleasant.
For the first time in her life, holding a little girl’s hand instead gave the feeling of being the one taken advantage of.
She stepped into the kitchen first. With her back to the little sister who was about to come in, Yue let out a long sigh, as if that could spit the displeasure from her heart.
Still very unhappy. When they held hands, the one who took more advantage should clearly have been me…
Behind her, Lin Lianxue came in, and at the same time a faint click sounded from above.
“Where is that big brother? Hiding in the cupboard—”
Bang—! “Ugh ah…”
Clang—dang, dang, dang-dang-dang-dang, hummmm—
“As expected, I’m still not good at lying.”
“Sorry, my stupid imouto.”
Just as Yue had said, Big Brother himself was truly inside the kitchen right now…
Yue closed her eyes, drew a deep breath, then slowly opened them and turned around.
At this moment Lin Lianxue was already sitting against the corner of the wall, unconscious.
On the floor, an oversized stainless steel basin had stopped rocking and now lay quietly on the clean white tiles.
Yue lifted her eyes. The plastic bolt on one side of the fixed iron rack had already snapped, and the frame hung weakly downward. She could not help pursing her little mouth and giving a slight shake of her head.
This was “Strong Luck.”
After waiting a moment, Yue stretched out the foot that had no shoe and tried taking a small step forward.
When changing clothes she had forgotten to bring the [Heads Coin].
A chilly sensation came from the sole of her foot and made her shiver all over again.
Good. She had not fallen.
That meant the trigger event for “Misfortune” was most likely that iron rack above the doorframe that had not yet dropped.
Thinking this, Yue walked toward the men’s slide slippers she had deliberately left at the doorway.
Almost at the same instant she arrived beneath the doorframe.
Ka—shuo—
First came the brittle snap of plastic breaking, then the sound of an object falling from above cutting through the air.
Yue had expected it long ago. A slight step back was enough to dodge the iron rack dropping from above.
The piercing clang announced the end of the “Misfortune” event.
The whole process looked simple. In reality it was not.
To ensure Lin Lianxue was only briefly unconscious and not injured, and also to consider that this delicate body of hers could not support a falling little sister, Yue had specially chosen the kitchen, a room whose door opened at the corner of the wall and that she had modified.
While holding hands on the way downstairs, she had used physical contact to precisely modify Lin Lianxue’s local luck: she drained the luck between the second and third cervical vertebrae at the back of the neck, and poured luck into the other parts.
That way, the falling object would accurately strike the vagus nerve at the back of the neck while ensuring the rest of the body took no damage.
That was also why Yue said that when they held hands she was the one who took advantage—advantage on the strategic level.
After that, she left one slipper under the iron rack, quickly drained the luck from the bolt fixing the rack to the wall, walked out of the basin’s falling range and stood still, then “prayed” in the [Strong Luck] state for Lin Lianxue to faint.
The two misfortune points, the back of the neck and the bolt, were linked together under the effect of Yue’s [Strong Luck] state.
Thus the “Misfortune” event with the highest probability was triggered:
Lin Lianxue walked into the kitchen. The snap of the bolt was covered by the sound of the door opening. After the door opened, the blind spot in her vision kept her from noticing the slipper in front of the door. She stepped on it, and when she lowered her head in curiosity to look, the back of her neck was exposed…
“Misfortune” struck with precision.
Luck blessing the whole body let her slump against the wall, completely unharmed.
This was Luck Control.
Yue had done similar things more than a few times in the past. He had originally been a retired assassin. This sort of thing was something he did with considerable skill.
With a victor’s bearing, she restored the luck of the people and objects around her to their original state and effortfully retrieved the messenger bag from Lin Lianxue’s arms.
She came to the entryway, took a pair of size-32 black children’s sneakers from a hidden compartment in the shoe cabinet, put them on, and walked out the gate of the residence without a sound.
Just as she was about to enter the camera’s field of view, a white butterfly with gray spots landed on the lens and, as luck would have it, stuck there and covered her petite figure as she moved.
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