Luo You suddenly understood.
She turned back, and the two of them silently continued their time in the bathroom.
Just when Ji Yue thought the ordeal was finally over, Luo You suddenly threw out a fatal blow—
“So you think I’m very ‘provocative’, huh? That word’s not common. Do you have that kind of meaning towards me, Ji Yue?”
“N-no! I’m the one who—”
“If you’re so sure you have no such feelings for me, then…”
Luo You turned around, arms open wide.
“Then wash my front for me, okay?”
“W-well, okay!”
Ji Yue furrowed her brows and immediately made Luo You turn around.
But when the moment came, she froze.
Earlier, she hadn’t thought much of it, but Luo You’s words kept making her imagine things she couldn’t shake.
“Or, you can just imagine me as that female pervert. If you were washing her, how would you wash her? Then wash me the same way.”
Ji Yue’s body trembled.
If the person before her were Erela, she’d probably be kneeling on the ground, treating her body like a sponge to wash Erela all over.
No! She needed to think boldly!
She had spent so much time searching for Erela, was it just to serve her again like a lowly servant?
If it were Erela, she would tie that woman up and scour every inch of her body with steel wool!
“I…”
Ji Yue’s voice trembled as she slowly straightened her back and leaned forward…
***
“Auntie! I have good news for you!”
Luo Zining slammed open the bathroom door.
She caught sight of the awkward scene before her.
Night deepened quietly in Luo You’s room.
Luo Zining sat in a chair while Luo You lazily rolled around on the bed.
“Dad, you know what I want to tell you, right?”
“I know.”
“Anything you want to say?”
“I haven’t done anything wrong. What’s there to say?”
“That kind of thinking is the problem!”
Luo Zining stood angrily and slammed a pillow at her.
Luo You didn’t dodge—it wasn’t thrown with much force, and she was too sleepy to care.
“Enough, you rebellious girl! I said clearly, and your aunt said clearly—I just fell down. She washed me. Your aunt didn’t mind, so why are you upset?”
“That’s because she doesn’t know your true colors!”
Luo Zining grabbed her collar and growled:
“I don’t care how you treat other girls… No, I do care. But she’s my auntie! If you lay a hand on her, I’ll deal with you!”
“Hey, hey, don’t speak so harshly.”
Luo You sat up with a displeased look, showing off her ‘fatherly’ authority.
“I didn’t even know she was in the bathroom. I wanted to leave, but she insisted on washing with me! Ask her if you don’t believe me. And you know how bad our relationship is! How could I have those thoughts about her? I know plenty of pretty older sisters! Why pick your aunt?”
“Well… fair enough,” Luo Zining reluctantly admitted.
“Good!”
Luo You spoke with full confidence, convinced she was right.
I wasn’t the one fixated on your aunt—it was your aunt fixated on me!
I was forced to respond!
“Hm? You know a lot of pretty older sisters? Since when?”
Luo Zining suddenly changed tactics, pressing the question.
“I told you not to take advantage of your female body’s convenience!”
“Heh, shallow! I was quite popular a few years ago! Lots of girls and I had relationships back then.”
“Huh?”
This guy full of flamboyant energy was popular? Impossible!
But Luo You’s proud expression proved otherwise.
“Emmm… I don’t care what you were like back then! But now, no more taking advantage of other girls!”
“That’s ridiculous! You want me to be single forever?”
“Would you marry them all honestly?”
“Obviously not.”
The answer was clear.
Luo Zining darkened her face and threw a pillow at her again.
“Anyway, if you’re not planning to marry, don’t approach girls. If you do meet someone to marry, you have to get past me first!”
“Shhh—”
Luo You nodded dismissively, whistling.
“Alright, it’s late. I’m going to sleep. If you want to sleep here with me, get back to your room. I have to teach trainees tomorrow.”
She forcibly kicked her daughter out, then fell asleep immediately.
It was as if what happened in the bathroom didn’t concern her at all.
***
But Ji Yue, asleep in Luo Zining’s room, was restless, dreaming of the scene from last night.
In reality, she had returned to her usual humble servant role, trying to please Erela.
But in her dream, she chose another path, torturing Erela with steel wool until it felt satisfying!
So much so that the next day, even after waking up, she forced herself to sleep two more hours until the nightmare disappeared.
“Where’s Youyou? Oh, went to work.”
Luo Zining was also gone; she had to attend school.
That meant Ji Yue was alone.
Thinking about last night’s dream and what happened in the bathroom, a blush rose to her cheeks.
After hesitating a moment, she walked into the bathroom.
An hour later!
Ji Yue emerged from the bathroom, feeling refreshed.
“That woman really had me dizzy last night,” Ji Yue said bitterly.
After venting, her mind cleared.
Luo You was obviously deliberate yesterday.
She wasn’t sure if the whole time was intentional or only the scrubbing part—but the goal was likely revenge.
Now it was certain—she and Luo You simply did not get along!
“She shares many similarities with Erela, but in the end, she’s not her.”
Ji Yue sighed regretfully.
But yesterday’s events strengthened her resolve and reignited her desire for revenge against Erela.
[Erela, how should I deal with you? As long as that white form exists, no one can defeat you head-on.]
Maybe Xingyue could, but Ji Yue wanted to be the one to make Erela lose completely.
Her mind replayed Erela’s various performances: the battle with Xingyuli and Yun where she captured both; the fight in the Boundary Sea with Wangchuan; and the hidden war with Xingyue seven years ago.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide.
“If… Erela’s strongest form appears randomly without control…”
Thinking carefully, since Erela’s white form was so strong, why didn’t she use it when fighting Xingyuli and Yun, or Wangchuan, but used it only against Ji Yue?
Was it a whim?
Impossible.
Ji Yue’s strength was far below that of the Ten Seats, and the gap with Erela was immense—no need for it.
Or, to think bigger—
“What if Erela’s abilities aren’t fully under her control…”
Ji Yue’s breathing quickened, emotions surging.
Though only a guess, it might be true.
Looking back, Erela’s past behavior had many suspicious points, but no one had tested it.
“I can’t be certain yet. I need repeated tests to confirm.”
“Luckily, Erela recently challenged the world’s magical girls—that’s a great chance to observe.”
Ji Yue felt like a child who had found treasure, filled with excitement.
She knew even if this was true, Erela’s strength alone was unbeatable.
But she could team up with others!
As long as she joined in, it didn’t matter about pride.
Only the Ten Seats had the dignity of defeating opponents one-on-one.
She accepted her own weakness and chose to fight as the weak.
“Maybe it’s time to communicate with people in the group…”
On the gym’s second floor, Luo You was watching a video sent by Yue.
The video showed Ola suspended in the air, being whipped by someone beside her, screaming painfully.
It looked like a brutal interrogation of a severe criminal.
If the whip wielder hadn’t held back, Ola might have passed out after just a few lashes.
After resolving the Wangchuan incident, Luo You called to threaten Yue, telling her to behave or Ola would be whipped again and videoed.
Of course, Yue complied.
Who dared offend Aurora Witch Erela?
That was courting death.
At the video’s end, Yue left a message inviting Luo You to an upper-class banquet hosted by a paranormal organization.
All kinds of dignitaries would appear—only influential people in society could get in.
Maybe the paranormal group wanted to prove Erela was still among them, intimidating various factions.
But Luo You didn’t want to get involved and ignored it.
Compared to that, Ola’s whipping video was far more entertaining.
Putting personality aside, Ola’s figure was quite impressive.
“Coach! I’m here!”
An Juer ran up to the second floor.
“Coach, what are you watching? Why do I hear a girl screaming?”
“Hm? Nothing. Watching a historical drama. The heroine is being tortured by villains.”
Luo You put away her phone, ready to work out.
A rare gym session!
She needed to be responsible.
“Tell me, what do you want to train this time? You wouldn’t say on the phone—why so secretive?”
“Coach, I want… you to help me practice… bedroom skills!”
An Juer answered seriously.