Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Snuggles, Pulling the Collar, Orange Outsider

Inside the room.

Chu Yuanqing felt somewhat dissatisfied when she heard this. Her beautiful and alluring face turned serious, and her clear eyes looked at Miss Saintess as she said firmly:

"No way! I have learned from Little Yu, and I have the right way to teach step by step. I definitely won’t make Xiaoxiao cry."

Charlotte pinched her partner’s face, finding this oblivious look very cute. With her eyes sparkling, she couldn’t help but kiss Honey Qing’s rosy lips and comfortingly said:

"Yes, yes, I know our Little Qing is the best! She can definitely choose outstanding successors from this group of children!"

Chu Yuanqing felt dismissed by her wife. She decided to carefully plan the training so that Xiaoxiao could transform and amaze Charlotte. Ignoring her partner, she picked up her phone, typed, and asked Dream Weaver Rabbit for "teaching materials."

Seeing this, Charlotte smiled even more happily. She poked Pure White Witch’s thigh with her slender finger, her fingertip sinking into the silk stocking, touching the smooth softness, causing a tingling sensation that made the indifferent Honey Qing shift her thigh slightly.

Miss Saintess coughed a few times, holding back her mischievous thoughts of bullying the other person. She became serious and said:

"But that said, training really needs to be strict. Although it seems very ordinary, that child has indeed inherited your things by chance."

"You must be trying to use Liang Xiaoxiao to carve out a new path."

Chu Yuanqing looked up and replied:

"Yes, right now the total number of witches in the world doesn’t even reach ten thousand. Compared to blessings, it has a higher threshold, and for some reason, within the system’s rules, there are also gender restrictions."

"So, if we can find a stable way to control disaster aura and spread it, there won’t be so many casualties in the next global attack."

Charlotte pondered thoughtfully and guessed:

"Miracles come at a cost. I think the restrictions of the witch system are reasonable."

"Think about it, if there were no limits, wouldn’t all of humanity have the chance to evolve into a spiritual being? This is moving from local extraordinary to racial evolution."

"The will of the planet cannot do such exaggerated things. On the other hand, for magical girls, it is easier because they have the existing concepts and can rely on local wishes."

The Last Diva carefully analyzed this, paused, and showed a lovely smile:

"Of course, the key point is that besides Little Qing, aren’t all the others recognized and even crowned by the will of the planet girls?"

"Compared to other warriors who have powerful blessings but were harvested early by the apostles, I, Little Xuan, Liuli, and Miyuki are very lucky to have been protected by you until we grew up."

Charlotte felt a bit nostalgic; the so-called blessing was a gateway opened for all beings after the will of the planet linked with the Sea of Truth.

Those who met the qualifications could open this door and, using the Sea of Truth as a medium, grasp or awaken their abilities. Because of the apocalyptic environment, people referred to this as a blessing.

Strangely, the disaster beast seemed to sense certain special individuals among humans through some kind of "smell," and at certain moments, conducted a large-scale harvest, similar to gene sampling.

This harvesting initially began as the expansion of the disaster aura vortex, leading to a worsening environment, followed by the formation of trends created by the disaster beasts.

In the final stage, there are the Supreme Disaster Beasts raised by the Calamity God, and even apostles who directly receive the Calamity God’s power. Most of the main cities and promising warriors perished due to attacks from these two.

Chu Yuanqing believes that Disaster is collecting the possibilities of this planet because she has personally experienced too many painful times when her comrades were hunted as prey.

The Pure White Witch put down her phone and replied:

"Protection? I think you help me more than I help you."

Charlotte blinked and remained noncommittal. She showed a mischievous smile, changing the subject back, and continued:

"So, judging by the numbers, it would make sense for there to be magical girls."

"After all, He hasn’t forgotten you. He even specially gave you a pendant that directly turns you into a magical girl."

Chu Yuanqing’s pretty face showed an attractive expression of embarrassment and annoyance. She controlled her desire to reply with a jab and continued to speak seriously:

"In any case, even if you don’t say anything, I will train Xiaoxiao well. At least, I need to guide her onto a better path so that it will be easier for future growth."

Charlotte thought for a moment and said:

"Xiaoxiao has the possibility of controlling the disaster aura. The key is not in magic, but in the fact that you have built idealist organs with your brilliance, giving you special resistance to the disaster aura."

"If Little Qing wants to make this widespread, it can’t be done with just magic, right? Unless…"

Chu Yuanqing chimed in:

"That’s the unless I plan to use after [Full Bloom], to fill [Pure White] with the power of a magical girl, creating—Meme Authority."

A meme, simply put, is information or ideas that can be copied through imitation, ranging from a simple answer or a melody to a custom or a way of thinking.

And perhaps due to her experience with [Immortality], this authority in her hands can treat the body and soul as a kind of informational gene, allowing for infinite replication and achieving the phenomenon of immortality.

Of course, it has flaws and limits; when truly fighting against the [Calamity God], she still needs to rely on [Immortality] that can cross conceptual barriers.

Charlotte exclaimed:

"It is indeed possible, Xiaoxiao obtained your shine by surprise; just a little bit, yet it established the special power of the ‘Cocoon of the Heart.’"

"So, if we speak of the power of the meme, allowing your shine to spread from person to person, we could create this cocoon in endless numbers; it’s just like light."

Chu Yuanqing nodded in agreement, and she already had a complete plan in her heart.

If there were no accidents, even if she died, this shine could be understood as a spiritual meme, passed on indefinitely, without the worry of facing the same situation as ‘Pure White.’

So, the only thing left is to walk this path to the end.

Charlotte smiled in agreement and said,

"Yes, a perfect plan, and considering that even Xiaoxiao’s talent can create a cocoon, if achieved, it might create a legacy that doesn’t depend on gender."

"But calling it ‘Cocoon of the Heart’ might not be suitable then, as the magical nature would be completely limited to one, unable to blossom ‘Flower of the Soul,’ and there would be no ‘Patronus Magic.’"

"So, how about we call it ‘Seed of Light’ instead?"

Chu Yuanqing sighed and said:

"Names and such are not important at all."

"Let’s not talk about that for now. When do you want to leave? Your birthday is in four days, right?"

Charlotte nodded at this and replied honestly:

"If we are just talking about personal feelings, the sooner, the better. I really want to go back and see Sister Ellie quickly."

"Moreover, with the current situation, there probably won’t be any free time to rest at home later."

Chu Yuanqing looked at the somewhat childlike The Last Diva, her expression softened, and she leaned closer, resting her forehead against the other’s, closing her eyes to feel their warmth, and smiled as she said:

"Then let’s leave tomorrow. I have already discussed it privately with everyone, and we can leave anytime."

"Sankt Wolfgang is only a few dozen kilometers away from here. Tomorrow I will inform Xiaoxiao and the others to pack their bags, and we can arrive by noon."

"When the time comes, let’s go meet Sister Ellie together."

Charlotte wrapped her arms around Honey Qing’s slim waist and softly said:

"Yes, although the pool party hasn’t happened yet, this is far more important than meeting Sister Ellie."

"After all, she is a dear family member, much like our mom. We couldn’t protect her in the past, but this time we won’t make the same mistake."

Chu Yuanqing gently nodded but didn’t speak. She had forgotten Sister Ellie and many important memories, but as long as the person in her arms remembered, they would slowly pick them back up.

The Pure White Witch smiled happily, she wrapped her arms around the alluring and soft figure and whispered in Charlotte’s ear:

"Don’t worry, the [Calamity God] will not awaken."

"There is still time, we can raise more successors."

Successors?

Charlotte’s long eyelashes hung down. The frosty blue in her eyes changed, and the beautiful colors swayed with magic, blending into the dim and bright red of dusk.

Little Qing, how much time do you have left?

The area that has recently erupted, the rise in disaster aura concentration, and the urgent desire to pass down the Martial God Technique…

No matter what, she must bloom soon. The fast growth period of recovering magic with Little Qing has passed, and now she can only rely on a series of stages to have a chance of having enough strength before tragedy strikes.

Also, Liuli, Miyuki, Little Xuan, even if they don’t show their cards, after some time, they should realize it.

What choices will you make?

Thoughts settled.

Charlotte kissed Honey Qing’s neck, stood up gracefully, revealing an eager smile, said goodnight, and then crawled into bed, immediately falling asleep without any trickery.

Chu Yuanqing didn’t think much. She put down her phone, moved closer to her wife, closed her eyes, and prepared to enter light sleep.

However, not long after, a timid little cat quietly hugged a pillow and tiptoed into the room. She skillfully snuggled under the covers, smelling the scent of the Pure White Witch, and contentedly fell asleep behind her.

Five minutes later, Kirimi Miyuki opened the door. She held back her embarrassment and carefully observed the situation on the bed.

Little Sakura blinked her pink eyes, and after some strange movements and breaths, she gathered her courage to walk in, chose to snuggle under the covers, and peacefully fell asleep, smelling Honey Qing’s scent through the cat.

Well, up to this point, it should still be within the boundaries of friendship.

Unfortunately, when Xie Qingxuan activated [The Power of the Titan] and entered the room in nothing but Cinnamoroll underwear, the atmosphere suddenly became suggestive.

The girl’s face was cool and beautiful, her full and alluring curves rising and falling as she breathed. From the side, her curves were full, and her skin was as stunning as snow, with platinum hair falling like jewels upon a snow mountain, making her features even more eye-catching.

Xie Qingxuan locked the door with her delicate hands and walked to the big bed in the master bedroom. With pure and curious eyes, she looked at the neatly arranged shapes under the covers and asked seriously,

"Why don’t you do it?"

"Is it because you don’t like it?"

Kirimi Miyuki opened her eyes in annoyance and threw her pillow at the golden retriever’s chest, saying:

"Why does Little Xuan only think about this kind of stuff? Just lying together peacefully and sleeping is something that all couples should do!"

The green-eyed cat poked her head out from under the blanket, nodded in agreement, and said:

"Miyuki is right, Little Xuan is too inexperienced; that’s not good."

Xie Qingxuan said seriously:

"Sleeping peacefully together is something that happens only after Sage time, according to what I read online."

"And magical girls are usually quite inexperienced."

"Especially Little Qing; her body needs to be fed every day like a succubus, or she won’t be satisfied."

Chu Yuanqing, embarrassed and frustrated, threw off the blanket, straightened her serious little face, and said earnestly:

"Little Xuan, if you say such confusing things again, I will not talk to you."

Although it was childish, this kind of threat worked on Xie Qingxuan; otherwise, any talk of punishment or bullying would just be twisted into something strange.

Xie Qingxuan blinked, closed her mouth in disappointment, and thought for a moment. She leaned over to Charlotte’s bed, climbed under the covers, and positioned herself in a way that snugly fit Pure White Witch in the middle, making it easy for them to take turns or do other things.

The girl was very traditional, not sticking the big fruit towards Charlotte, but curling up with her plump yet slender body, thinking for a long time before changing her approach and asking honestly:

"Little Qing, I feel shy, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Hearing this, Charlotte almost couldn’t help but laugh; she found it adorable and immediately quietly snapped her fingers, switching places with Xie Qingxuan, then pushed her towards that side, teasingly said:

"I think it’s fine, Little Qing used a lot of magic today, she really needs Little Xuan to help her recharge."

So, Xie Qingxuan quickly took advantage of her physical prowess to win over the easily manageable Pure White Witch.

But as the saying goes, it’s not about having little, but about having too little of what is evenly balanced.

Chu Yuanqing here was half-heartedly pushing, making her beautiful sister in her arms let out a soft, teasing sound, while the Liuli Cat behind her was like a charged Pikachu, unleashing the "Mutual Destruction" of [Heart Flow].

In an instant, Charlotte, who was still playing the clown, was hesitating whether to reach for Little Sakura, and both of the participants who were lost in the moment experienced the dual joy of being "kissed by Honey Qing" and "kissing Honey Qing."

Thus, the originally calm and harmonious atmosphere was quickly shattered by the wrinkled blanket, flying fabrics, shifting sheets… and a series of other details.

The drop of blood Chu Yuanqing lost and the magical energy she used had completely restored before the halfway point, with the remaining part all poured into [Mercury Blood], stored within her limbs and bones.

It was clear that this awakened trait had not fully filled yet, leaving very little magical energy for the Flower of the Soul.

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Meanwhile.

The bedroom on the first floor.

Lin Baor sat on the bed, hugging her knees. She looked down and touched the scar above her ankle with her fingertips, murmuring to herself:

"Only this mark is left; I guess that’s lucky, right?"

"But it seems that even wearing socks can’t hide it. What should I do when I get on stage later? It’s hard to explain to both Mom and Dad, as well as to the fans."

The little girl worried about these things, feeling downcast.

In fact, if she hadn’t gone through a near-death experience and felt weighed down by Xiaoxiao’s situation, she would probably be crying about this right now, only able to barely accept reality.

A scar in such a place is a heavy blow for any female artist, especially for an idol who needs to perform on stage.

"However… Esther said that once you become a magical girl, this little problem won’t matter anymore."

Just when Lin Baor felt a spark of happiness, she began to doubt whether she could really become a magical girl. She slapped her cheeks and encouraged herself:

"No, Baor, I can’t be discouraged by something like this. I need to be brave like Xiaoxiao; otherwise, I’ll definitely be left behind later."

The little girl looked down at the gem pendant in her hand and murmured:

"Even though Esther gave everyone lanterns, if I don’t form a cocoon, I can’t melt with it and transform, right?"

Lin Baor suddenly felt a bit envious of the captain; she and Ji Shuzhu had always kept in step, both receiving an A rating and getting lanterns, and now they had become magical girls in the same team.

And…

The little girl shyly shared her innocent wish:

"I also want to have a close relationship like Xiaoxiao and the others."

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At the same time, in the next bedroom.

The world-weary expression of Ji Shuzhu was stained with the dirt of the ordinary world. Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with mist, and her lips moved unconsciously as she breathed quickly.

Inside the "Cocoon of the Heart," the bright pink waves of magic surged, pouring longing and emotions into the cracks, squeezing out a tingling and enchanting happiness. They continuously flowed in, almost thick enough to make one choke.

"Little Shuzhu is so naughty; you promised me that you wouldn’t just eat other people’s things, right?"

Ji Shuzhu replied honestly:

"It was just too delicious; I couldn’t help myself."

Chen Yining’s raspberry-red hair fell down, pressing against Miss Choreographer’s snowy-white thigh as she moved. She lowered her gaze to the neck fastened with a collar, holding back her irritation and asked:

"No excuses! You will definitely see many magical girls in the future; do you plan to steal food every time?"

Ji Shuzhu’s eyes lost focus as she lifted her head to look at the young lady’s charming face. She smiled sweetly and said softly:

"What would Little Ning do if I said yes?"

Chen Yining looked down at the mean Miss Choreographer, played along with her, grabbed the chain, and as that face came closer to her, she said with embarrassment and anger:

"Of course, I’ll make you wait until you can’t eat."

As her words finished, the chain made a clattering sound, the collar gave its master a desire to tease, and it also gave the one being controlled a wonderful feeling.

After that, two kinds of magic intertwined, clashed, and fused in the room, just like bathing under a waterfall, covering all ambiguous sounds.

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The next day, morning.

The sunshine in Salzburg was bright, and the spire of the monastery sparkled with light.

Chu Wang Shu sat up, a little dazed for a while, her cute face showing the emptiness of just waking up. She took off her sleeping cap, looked out at the clear and soft blue sky, and murmured:

"Last night, you all weren’t doing anything bad behind my back, right?"