Chapter 164
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Chapter 164: The Forgotten Calamity God, Keeping the Promise, Door Guardian Little Sakura
After dinner.
The pretty sisters sat on the sofa, their five pairs of long, white legs almost touching, forming a circle. Each pair had smooth skin in different shades, softly glowing in the warm light with a healthy pink hue.
Chu Yuanqing felt a bit strange; it seemed everyone wanted to get close to her. On her left was Tang Liuli, holding her arm, and on her right was the calm and relaxed Xie Qingxuan. The skin on the thighs of both girls was pressed against her, sharing a gentle warmth and a pleasant scent.
The green-eyed cat was quite startled.
The golden retriever had a commanding presence.
Sitting across from them were Little Sakura, strumming her guitar to hide her feelings, and Chu Wang Shu, holding a calculus textbook, completely unaware of the atmosphere.
This was the first team meeting to take place after the group was officially formed, which could also be called a strategy meeting.
Kirimi Miyuki glanced at the tightly pressed thighs of the three sitting across from her, took a deep breath, and decided to push aside her distracting thoughts. She spoke up:
"In a few days, the team competition will officially end. We have already seen the song list for the second performance in the practice room. Does anyone have suggestions for the training plan after this?"
Chu Wang Shu thought for a moment and said:
"Even though it’s a five-person dance, the positions are more complex. But this dance isn’t as difficult as ‘Pandora,’ and the rhythm isn’t as fast. It should be fine to train as we usually do, right?"
The chosen dance this time is ‘Wannabe,’ from a well-known dance group. However, the difficulty is moderate. What is important to consider is that ‘Wannabe’ has dance moves that require increasingly larger movements, so it can be quite exhausting.
However, after a month of intense training in various areas, they have all made significant progress in their stamina. Since the second performance is not a concert, and they only need to perform once, the overall pressure isn’t too high.
Xie Qingxuan remained silent; her thoughts were quite simple.
No matter the reason, losing means losing. As someone who joined the team as a trophy, she naturally had no right to interfere in the team’s main direction like before.
Tang Liuli sniffed Chu Yuanqing’s scent and nudged her side with her face against Chu Yuanqing’s single braid that was resting on her shoulder. She missed the shining appearance of Honey Qing with white hair and golden eyes. Lazily squinting her eyes, she had no desire to join the discussion and just wanted to lose herself in the softness of Chu Yuanqing’s side, falling into a deep sleep.
This laziness quickly attracted Kirimi Miyuki’s gradually cold gaze.
The green-eyed cat’s survival instinct rang like a bell. It instinctively fluffed up its fur when it met Little Sakura’s gaze searching for trash. It quickly sat down properly, feeling embarrassed for giving in. It suppressed the trembling urge and "glared" back with effort.
Then, she quietly said with a feeling of guilt:
"Well… The Dream Weaver Rabbit didn’t say when the official performance would be, right? That means the time we have left for training is unknown."
"Also, many teams advanced faster than us, and some have even trained for nearly a week. So, to be cautious, it’s better to increase our training a bit for now."
Chu Yuanqing petted the scared little cat and thought this made a lot of sense, saying:
"Yes, that’s true. Everyone has worked hard to get here. We finally succeeded in advancing, and it would be a waste to let our guard down now and lose the important performance."
"But balancing work and rest is also very important. Our recent training has been a bit too much; we can train at our usual pace for two days first and then slowly extend our training time."
This was a balanced suggestion that quickly gained everyone’s agreement.
Xie Qingxuan, being more objective, rational, and confident, stated:
"With our team setup, we don’t need detailed planning; a 50% elimination rate has nothing to do with us."
Kirimi Miyuki was a bit dazed, and she nodded in agreement.
"You are right; at least in this round of the competition, we are the team least likely to be eliminated."
Because her mind was filled with rivals and strange island stories, she only now realized that she had successfully formed the most luxurious lineup for this season of "Dazzling Stage."
In this region’s "Dazzling Stage," there are a total of 168 contestants, among which only 6 are Grade A. Their team has secured 4 of them, and although Little Shu is Grade B, she has entered the "Heart Flow" field, making her abilities vital for support, with strategic value not less than anyone else.
To put it simply, they are a team where every member is in the "Heart Flow" field, and each one of them has received a ticket to become a world-class idol.
In this case, which team in the entire venue can compete with them?
A five-layer "Heart Flow" burst is enough to create miracles.
Of course…
Kirimi Miyuki was very unsure if Xie Qingxuan’s "Heart Flow" could work well with them.
Even if the other person stopped being Plunder Shine, their strong presence and charm were like a tyrant who drew all eyes to themselves. If they did not work well together, they would just fight separately, holding each other back, which would mix their shining performance into chaos, resulting in a messy display on stage.
"Never mind, this silly dog seems to listen to Little Qing. If something goes wrong, we can communicate and solve it during rehearsal."
Little Sakura thought about this, and her feelings became even more complicated.
Ugh, how can this silly dog be so good at being unexpectedly cute? Could this be a kind of strategy for a same-sex relationship?
Chu Wang Shu put down her book, raised her eyes, and said:
"By the way, how many people do you think will be eliminated before the performance?"
Tang Liuli counted on her fingers and said:
"There shouldn’t be too many, right? In those teams that started fighting just a few days in, many didn’t even understand dancing before going on stage for the competition."
"So in extreme situations, they have every reason to train for a few hours and then go on stage to compete directly. In the endless cycle of losing and competing, as long as the quality of the teams doesn’t matter, they will eventually succeed, leaving behind only a few unlucky ones who haven’t succeeded yet."
Kirimi Miyuki said softly:
"When the Dream Weaver Rabbit started this competition, it was destined to eliminate people."
"Because 168 contestants can only form 33 teams of 5, there will inevitably be 3 people who cannot form a complete team and won’t be able to step on the stage for the second performance."
Tang Liuli complained:
"Eliminating three still leaves 81 spots for elimination. If we arrange it by teams, at least 16 teams out of the 33 will have to be eliminated."
Chu Yuanqing pondered:
"So, assuming it’s still a life-and-death competition where one round decides everything, winning one match guarantees that you won’t be eliminated."
"But the second performance will likely not be that simple."
Everyone talked about the serious matter for a while, discussed many possibilities, and then shifted to other topics, chatting about things girls like. After almost an hour, they finally returned to their own rooms.
Chu Yuanqing walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and came out drying her wet hair with a towel. Her painted eyebrows and eyes showed her tiredness, making her look lazy. She wore a cool tank top, which hugged her figure without being restrictive, and her body glowed softly.
The girl’s thighs, face, arms, collarbone, and even the exposed skin were just touched by the steam, looking charmingly pink with a hint of cool beauty. She sat alone on the edge of the bed, staring blankly with drooping eyelashes. Just by being there, she looked like a stunning painting.
After completing the "lighting," Chu Yuanqing discovered she could control the growth of her body.
This body seemed to be in its teenage years, slowly growing under the nurturing of magic. It was likely that before her life ended, she would reach an almost adult appearance.
Well, it isn’t scientific, but it is very much like a magical girl.
However, because of her worries about her youthful face and short height, she preferred to let her curves develop naturally, without interfering with the process.
Chu Yuanqing lay on the bed, and the light in front of her bounced a little, shining brightly and drying her wet hair. Tired, she closed her eyes and whispered to herself:
"An old friend?"
Although she hid it very well before and after going on stage, she truly cared about Xie Qingxuan’s identity and the information contained in that dream.
"What exactly did I destroy with Levatin in that dream?"
Chu Yuanqing’s memory was blank, and she felt a bit lost.
"Was it the Calamity God? Or the Supreme Disaster Beast?"
Seventeen years have passed, and under the erosion of the curse, she even forgot most of the Calamity God’s abilities and code names. Even the five code names she could barely remember included some that she only remembered as names, while all information about their abilities, appearance, characteristics, crimes, and locations faded completely from her mind.
"King of Salt, Old Testament, Youmir, Tenno-Gochu, Solar Calendar…"
Chu Yuanqing recited the Calamity Gods she still remembered, but she couldn’t pull any images related to that dream from her empty memory. She understood that this did not mean the dream had nothing to do with the Calamity Gods, but rather that her memory had been too severely eroded.
This is a sign of death.
Thirteen Calamity Gods represent a great achievement in salvation.
These names seem unimportant, but they quietly help remind us of the chapters of the old times.
Now, Chu Yuanqing has forgotten the names of the eight Calamity Gods. With almost two-thirds of the journey over, perhaps when she forgets all the Calamity Gods, everything will truly begin to fall into chaos.
"I should talk to Qingxuan."
"Whether or not she is someone I used to know, since the echoes of the past clearly resonate within her, there might be something in there that can help me and support me longer."
Chu Yuanqing made up her mind. She sat up, wanting to talk to Xie Qingxuan about dreams.
But the next moment, there was a loud knocking at the door.
Chu Yuanqing opened the door, and there stood the very person she had just been thinking about, causing her eyes to widen in surprise.
Because the other person was only wearing a set of underwear.
The girl was dressed in a Cinnamoroll tube top, with her big ears drooping softly. Normally, it would be a very cute cartoon style, but the fluffy white fabric, stretched by her figure, made Cinnamoroll’s big ears stand out incredibly.
Without thinking, Chu Yuanqing pulled the golden retriever into the room. She avoided looking at the dog’s exposed collarbone and waist, as well as the large area of white skin. With all her willpower, she ignored the very short shorts tied with a blue ribbon and, pursing her lips, said:
"You can’t walk around the dorm wearing so little anymore."
Xie Qingxuan thought for a moment and tilted her head to say:
"I’ve checked; there are no cameras."
Chu Yuanqing replied:
"That doesn’t matter!"
The golden retriever thought for a moment, nodded obediently, snuggled closely into Chu Yuanqing’s embrace, blinked her eyes, and with a serious tone, softly said:
"Okay, I understand. From now on, I will only dress for Little Qing."
Chu Yuanqing felt that this topic would only make things worse. Just as she was about to explain from a different angle, she noticed the dog had pressed even closer, which caused her lantern in front to be squeezed into the dark gap, making the little creature shake unhappily.
Chu Yuanqing couldn’t bear to push away the clingy and adorable dog, so she decided to set aside her own feelings for a moment. She smoothly changed the topic to something more normal and said:
"So, Qingxuan, did you come to find me for a reason?"
Xie Qingxuan honestly said:
"I miss you so much that I can’t sleep alone at night, so I wanted to come over and sleep with Little Qing."
This straightforward honesty, unique to someone so innocent, left everyone speechless for a moment.
Chu Yuanqing felt her heart race; her small face became serious as she sensed the urgency of the situation.
It was so scary; she felt she couldn’t say no to such a lovely and well-behaved creature.
In the end, the girl completely gave in under the golden retriever’s gaze. She sighed and gently patted the dog’s head, saying:
"If we can sleep like we used to, that’s not a problem."
After all, she had come to talk about something, so it was very natural to chat about dreams before going to sleep.
Besides, they had slept together so many times before, and it didn’t seem to be a big deal.
So, the two of them climbed into bed together.
And there was no time to draw a line on the new bed,
Xie Qingxuan tucked back her platinum hair, revealing her soft earlobe. She lay on her side, her curves mostly covered by the blanket, with only the Cinnamoroll, which covered everything, reshaping to fill the space, echoing the hymn of "Big is Beautiful" in her ears.
On the girl’s pure and delicate face, there was a hint of almost unnoticeable anticipation. She carefully moved a few centimeters closer to Chu Yuanqing, blinked, and asked:
"Little Qing, can I hug you? Or will you hug me?"
Chu Yuanqing felt this was a sign of pushing for more. As a wise person who had learned from experience, she thought for a moment and chose…
"Then just for a little while."
Yes, as the saying goes, it is better to flow than to block. If you refuse, you might still be held while half asleep. It’s better to take the initiative and control how much you let yourself be held.
The girl reached out a hand and wrapped it around the other person’s waist, her palm resting just above the lower back, giving a light hug with her arm, and the distance inevitably closed, allowing their breaths to mix in the air, creating a dreamy atmosphere.
Chu Yuanqing didn’t feel anything was wrong. She was the kind of main character who could gain 1000 love points in a game ❤️ and still keep her sense of morality intact, with no silly thoughts in her mind. She asked,
"Qingxuan, I really liked your performance today. Can you tell me more about the dream you had?"
Xie Qingxuan wrinkled her small nose as if she could smell a rich floral scent. She pressed her lips together, and a delightful feeling rose in her mouth, as she dreamily replied,
"I dreamed that I turned into a huge monster and then was burned alive. But I don’t know why, it wasn’t scary at all. It felt warm and happy, with no pain."
"That was… a very special dream, as if it really happened."
Chu Yuanqing fell silent.
Whether the person in the dream was Qingxuan or not, it felt like this event truly happened in the old days and had a very close connection to her.
Chu Yuanqing took a deep breath. She tried to ignore the not-so-good things and asked a few more details. After talking for about ten minutes, she finally stopped.
Xie Qingxuan seemed to have been having this dream for half a month.
Interestingly, the starting point of the dream was right after she and Qingxuan finished their magic replenishing. Since then, the other person has been having the same dream off and on. Only recently could they remember details of the dream after waking up and mix them into the stage performance to show to the audience.
So, if it’s not a coincidence.
Could it be that her kiss is the key factor? If we continue to follow this logic and increase this factor, could it help Xie Qingxuan dream about more information from the previous era?
This matter is very important, important enough that even a small chance should be tested.
Chu Yuanqing took a deep breath. She ignored her shame and guilt and asked softly,
"Qingxuan, um… do you… want me to make up for the time I owed you last time?"
Xie Qingxuan understood this secret language meant just for the two of them. According to their earlier agreement, Little Qing still owed her a few minutes of kisses. She didn’t answer right away; instead, she leaned in a little closer, closed her pure eyes, slightly raised her head, and her soft lips shimmered with a dewy glow in the night light.
The girl answered softly:
"As long as Little Qing doesn’t dislike it, she can do whatever she wants with me."
Chu Yuanqing did not hesitate for long; she had already honed her skills in the private theater and immediately caught the golden retriever, starting to enhance the [Cocoon of the Heart] for her companion after a long time.
Five minutes later, the owed time was almost up.
However, due to their fuzzy sense of time, the two simply continued to practice their magic, while the lantern in the middle quietly marked the passing time, occasionally giving a few proud shivers, showing its unhappiness.
Ten minutes later, the rate of magic absorption inside the lantern became faster, already stacking an excellent buff.
Just as the situation was escalating, a knock echoed from outside the door, and after a few seconds with no response, the lock turned, and the door was pushed open.
The person who entered was the mysterious-eyed Kirimi Miyuki.
