Chapter 215
"I don't mind that Xiao Qing likes Charlotte, nor do I mind that you have a relationship with her."
"Because if Xiao Qing uses her to Magic Replenishment, the effect should be better, right? And as long as your injuries can truly heal, I believe Liuli and Yayoi will understand."
"So in this regard, I don't want you to consider our feelings."
After hearing this, Chu Yuanqing felt an overwhelming sense of guilt, even having the urge to jump off a rooftop. She would rather be severely reprimanded by Xie Qingxuan than hear such understanding words.
While the healing Magic Replenishment are true and not exactly a lie, that doesn't change the fact that he's a scumbag.
Ultimately, it was she who revealed the need for Magic Replenishment and healing, forcing the Little Idol who still harbored feelings for her to abandon some of their dignity and reluctantly complicate matters by creating a Magic Replenishment schedule. This was an excessive form of moral blackmail!
Overwhelmed with guilt, Chu Yuanqing began to subconsciously retaliate. She used to think she was already bad enough, but she never imagined she could be even worse, actually making the Golden Haired Doggy, the "victim," find excuses for her behavior!
The Pure White Witch said apologetically:
"Your feelings are important to me, and I don't want you to be unhappy."
Xie Qingxuan thought for a moment, then looked earnestly at Chu Yuanqing, a pure smile playing on her lips, and said softly:
"I won't be unhappy."
"Xiao Qing, do you still remember the dreams I had?"
"Sky City, Dark Tide, collapsing skyscrapers, dilapidated ruins of civilization, and those people and events that are vaguely remembered, as if veiled by a layer of mist, and... the occasional déjà vu that permeates reality."
The young woman spoke about these things without avoiding or concealing anything, carefully sharing her feelings:
"This is clearly strange, right? It's like there's something wrong with my mind, but inexplicably, I know I can believe in these déjà vu experiences, and I can believe in those bizarre and fantastical scenes in my dreams."
"After the second Public Performance, I became even more certain of this, because if there are monsters like that in the world, and Magical Girl like Xiao Qing, then those dreams may not just be dreams."
Xie Qingxuan opened up and candidly revealed:
"Before the dream, I was very hostile towards Yayoi, had a very ordinary feeling towards Liuli, and even my feelings for Xiao Qing were something I could let go of. But as the frequency of the dream increased, it was as if something was gradually reviving from my soul."
"I started to feel like everyone was familiar to me, like we'd known each other for a long time, and many emotions suddenly became profound."
"Charlotte felt the same way. When I first heard her sing, I not only felt like she was a long-time friend, but I also remembered many other things. I remembered the title of the Doomsday Diva, and the name of that Sky City — the City of Doomsday."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yuanqing felt a complex mix of emotions. Joy, nostalgia, guilt, loneliness, and bitterness welled up in her heart, and she was overwhelmed with feelings all at once.
If Xie Qingxuan's identity was still in the guessing stage before, after she said these words, the guessing is no longer guessing.
And so, the melancholy of meeting someone but not recognizing them permeates and lingers in the soul like mist.
Chu Yuanqing remained silent for a long time, unsure how to face this old friend who was both a stranger and a familiar face.
By now, Xie Qingxuan's revelation is sufficient to prove that the other party was one of the people at the campfire.
So, was the continuation of the dream I witnessed on stage back then, like the Kagura Dance I remember today, a scene from the other person's final moments?
This is different from the outcome of the Witch dying while forging the sword.
The scene of flames burning down the sea of flowers represents the culprit who killed Xie Qingxuan, and that culprit was... himself, who wielded the weapon of Laevateinn.
Regardless of the hidden details and secrets, the final outcome is undoubtedly a tragedy.
Chu Yuanqing was naturally even more at a loss as to how to face Xie Qingxuan. She said softly:
Do you want to know the truth?
Xie Qingxuan thought for a moment and replied:
"The truth, are you talking about the source of dreams?"
"Of course I want to know, but that's not important, because whatever a dream may bring, nothing is more precious than Xiao Qing."
"To me, you are my most precious treasure."
The Golden Haired Doggy's declaration of love was sincere and passionate. As she spoke, her eyelashes trembled, her dark eyes shimmered with tears, her pink lips parted slightly, and her tone was earnest and matter-of-fact, like a child confidently stating the greatest truth.
Chu Yuanqing's heart pounded. Thinking of her limited time left, she took a deep breath and stammered as she changed the subject:
"So, because of those dreams, you have a very good feeling about Charlotte, and even though you think I like her, you don't dislike her?"
Xie Qingxuan said confidently:
"I still get jealous, so I'll come find Xiao Qing."
The Pure White Witch instinctively sensed something was wrong, but in her confusion, she asked a very foolish question:
"Hey? Why are you contacting me if you're jealous?"
The girl placed her slender hands on her chest and slowly unbuttoned her nightgown with her fingertips. The gradually revealed spring scenery became increasingly dazzling. Her fair skin was bathed in soft light under the lamplight, and the shadows that stretched out were deep, like the chiaroscuro technique in an oil painting, overflowing with artistic beauty.
Xie Qingxuan said earnestly:
"Yayoi, Liuli, and Xiao Shu all gave you gifts today, right? Of course I have to give one too."
The girl unwrapped the gift, revealing its beautiful yet slightly acrid appearance.
If the cinnamon dog's design is considered risqué simply because of its large size, which allows it to be alluring even without revealing a hint of eroticism, then the scene that catches the eye has some elements of software design.
Chu Yuanqing didn't understand, but her nose was about to bleed.
Although she had been "sold" by the Golden Haired Doggy multiple times, and even shared a bath with him, she didn't actually see it that many times because she was very polite and well-behaved.
At that moment, a profound truth popped into the Pure White Witch's mind.
Bigger is better, bigger is more beautiful.
Besides, this gift also adds a layer of allure to the recipient, making it incredibly powerful.
Without a second thought, Chu Yuanqing burrowed into her bed like an ostrich, determined to wrap herself up in the blankets and no longer want to witness the shock caused by the Golden Haired Doggy.
Xie Qingxuan picked up the other person's phone and successfully interrupted the Pure White Witch's little actions with a single sentence:
"Xiao Qing, you haven't replied to Charlotte's message yet."
Chu Yuanqing's head popped out from under the covers. She was genuinely afraid the Golden Haired Doggy would give her a strange answer, so she blushed and whispered:
"Um, I... I'll just say goodnight, please hand me your phone."
"Also, I received the gifts and such. Qingxuan, you should leave quickly, in case other people come later, it won't look good."
The girl politely handed over her phone, then, taking advantage of the moment when the Pure White Witch was making up her lame excuse, she pulled back the covers and snuggled into the warm bed. She hugged the other's waist and whispered earnestly in Chu Yuanqing's ear:
"It's alright. Today was supposed to be Liuli's mana Magic Replenishment time, but Liuli's drunk and is probably sleeping right now, so neither she nor Yayoi will be coming."
Xie Qingxuan spoke in a low voice, as if to match Chu Yuanqing's nervousness, creating the illusion that someone was outside the door, making the atmosphere even more enchanting, like a special fragrance mixed in, exceptionally ambiguous.
Chu Yuanqing held her phone, her ears itching. She was still debating whether to put it aside and focus on dealing with the Golden Haired Doggy, or to try typing a reply to Charlotte.
Yes, she looks exactly like a married woman who has been seduced by a blond-haired man and doesn't know whether she should resist.
A helpful science lesson for Golden Haired Doggy:
"Aren't you going to reply to her? This app shows whether messages have been read."
Chu Yuanqing was greatly shocked. Why did it have such a hateful function? Without further hesitation, she began to type intently. She first politely said that the photos taken by the other party were very beautiful, and then indicated that she was going to sleep.
Finally, after searching for a long time, she found some emojis and emoticons, added a smiley face, and sent a "Goodnight" message.
Chu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief and placed her phone on the bedside table. She wanted to wait for Charlotte's reply, but she was afraid that Qingxuan might do something reckless and she might accidentally touch the phone and type some strange gibberish.
Xie Qingxuan then began to solemnly introduce the gifts she had given, hoping that Xiao Qing would enjoy exploring and playing with them, and not let down the effort she had put into choosing them that afternoon.
However, this kind of game was still too exciting for the innocent young widow.
Chu Yuanqing repeatedly refused, and began to "accuse" Xie Qingxuan of not being the attending physician today, and that this kind of play was wrong, immoral, and against the rules... Then, halfway through his "accusations," he was defeated by those innocent and pure eyes.
Golden Haired Doggy are so well-behaved and adorable, what bad intentions could she possibly have?
And... and this time it's no different from before. Anyway, with my eyes closed, I still look perfectly healthy and can appear on the children's channel of the Holy United States. As long as I don't do what they say, it doesn't seem to matter, right?
Furthermore, can any other kind of stimulation compare to that day's stimulation?
As long as it doesn't involve more advanced Magic Replenishment techniques, she can easily satisfy Xie Qingxuan ten times with just regular Magic Replenishment methods!
Chu Yuanqing had successfully gotten herself into a trap. She thought that as long as she increased her magic output and used the sticky patches to stun the Golden Haired Doggy for 10 minutes, she could sleep soundly at night.
But the result was...
Xie Qingxuan's hands were unusually restless this time. She didn't do anything excessive to the Pure White Witch, but she used her hand to hold Chu Yuanqing's hand and did something very inappropriate.
This excessive method is generally referred to as "advanced sticker application."
How high-end is it?
Yes, it's so sophisticated that it can't be expressed in words, otherwise it would be automatically censored.
Meanwhile, the phone on the bedside table kept ringing with message notifications, clearly Charlotte on the other side replying to messages.
Chu Yuanqing tried to reach out and take it, but each time she couldn't find the time, as she was tightly surrounded by the clingy dog. In the end, she was even dragged into a buff that weakened the pain of the curse, falling into a dazed state. Under the dog's relentless pursuit, she successfully forgot about the whole thing.
This highly relatable scene makes it hard to say whether Xie Qingxuan is deliberately putting into practice the great theory of Social Anxiety Cat.
On the other side, Tang Liuli, who had recently been enjoying a high-energy, passionate night, was fast asleep, clearly unaware that her home was being brutally raided. Because she hadn't activated [Emotional Link] before going to sleep, she wasn't even feeling involved this time.
The Golden Haired Doggy, however, began to put his new theoretical knowledge into practice, using a series of straightforward methods to try and open the door to a new world for the Pure White Witch, successfully sharing the carefully selected gift.
Volume 1: 206. World Famous Paintings, Charlotte's Little Mood (5K)
Klagenfurt.
Founded in ancient Roman times, this place is known as the Rose of Lake Wörthersee, a historic town that harmoniously blends modern commerce with Baroque and Renaissance styles.
The lights of countless homes pierced the deep darkness of the night, and the ancient museum stood tall in the center of the city.
The young girl was like a fairy in the lake. As soon as she stepped into the exhibition hall, the ground beneath her feet extended and spread out, transforming into a clear lake. The antique murals in sight seemed like a spinning kaleidoscope, weaving new scenes in the splashed ink.
--Stained Glass.
This decoration, often found in churches to create a sacred and solemn atmosphere and enhance the religious ambiance, was pieced together on all sides, replacing the original interior of the museum, as if it wanted to devour the Saintess who had come from afar, and the sound of the pipe organ began to rise and fall.
The dome, like cracked porcelain glaze, reveals rows of stained-glass windows of varying styles. Lead bars and stained glass, like twisted lines, are pieced together one after another as you walk. There are Romanesque styles with dark blue and deep red as the main colors, small and dim, as well as the magnificent rose windows like those of Notre Dame Cathedral.
Outside, it was clearly night, but inside the museum, sunlight suddenly streamed in. Like angel wings, it pierced through the various colored glass panes, refracting light and shadow in different shades to create a mesmerizing dreamscape.
Charlotte surveyed her surroundings, her bright, luminous eyes brimming with curiosity. Like a serious traveler, she looked left and right, her aura unchanged, a relaxed and cheerful feeling like the afternoon sun.
The girl's outfit changed again compared to the afternoon, seemingly to deceive her fans. This time, she went for a retro hot girl style, with a baseball-inspired color-blocked short-sleeved shirt, light-colored athletic shorts, her signature light blue hair braided into a plait, and a baseball cap and brown and silver headphones.
This outfit really shows off her figure, revealing her fair thighs with clearly defined lines that accentuate her curves as she moves, radiating youthful energy in the dappled light.
"No reply? Is there no signal here?"
Charlotte glanced at her phone; the message she sent to Chu Yuanqing in the chat interface was still showing as unread.
The girl's open-minded and lively attitude was unusually tinged with a few strands of melancholy. In the afternoon, she took some time to ask Dream Weaver Rabbit for information about Chu Yuanqing. Ignoring the additional symbols such as [Donghuang Treasure], [Donghuang Amaterasu], and [One Fated with Pure White], what impressed people the most was indeed the other party's appearance and stage presence.
Chu Yuanqing's looks need no introduction; she's no less beautiful than her [Witch] self after her flaws were removed.
But the Second Evaluation, and even the first Public Performance stage, were the core reasons why she would slack off during work hours to send messages to the other party.
There was a very familiar feeling in Chu Yuanqing's performance.
Charlotte thought about it for a long time before she finally realized that, setting aside the immature dance moves and the different temperament, the other person's stage presence was exactly the same as her own. It was as if she was watching another mature version of herself dancing on stage, so she naturally had a subtle sense of déjà vu.
On the other hand, setting aside that stage presence, Chu Yuanqing had a scent that she missed. The moment she saw the photos and videos, a strange, bone-deep love welled up inside her, a tenderness that made her want to embrace him, and a sense of bewildered unfamiliarity.
These conflicting emotions left her unsure of what to do.
Regardless of the circumstances, she was certain that Chu Yuanqing was her destined one.
Moreover, it's the kind of extremely special, even one-of-a-kind type. No wonder that just adding each other as friends online gives one a feeling of divine inspiration.
That's why she was so enthusiastic towards this "stranger," like a tamed wind choosing to restrain its freedom, proactively sharing her travel itinerary on the very first day.
Charlotte put away her phone, ignoring the increasingly grand hymns around her. The lantern on her chest, like a kaleidoscope within a jewel, unleashed Magic Tide that formed a protective barrier, shielding her from the mental manipulation and calamity. She speculated:
"She should be at the hotel right now, maybe playing games with her teammates?"
"Let's ask again tomorrow; I still have work to do now."
Charlotte continued to survey the area that the Dream Weaver Rabbit had requested be cleared out. In recent days, several staff members had gone missing at this museum, and the investigators sent by the authorities had also mysteriously disappeared, only to be found a week later.
Based on the clues, it is highly likely that this area is being assimilated by the forbidden zone, thus forming a special territory that radiates outwards from the rules.
In retrospect, what he said was true.
These songs are remarkably similar to those in the Forbidden Grounds of Mont Blanc.
Charlotte's eyes flashed with worry. Of course she could handle the situation here, because compared to the forbidden area, the calamity here was not as corrosive as there, and at most it could only bully some ordinary people.
But Mont Blanc is tens of thousands of kilometers away. How did the calamity from that forbidden land radiate here?
This is the question that deserves in-depth investigation and is truly chilling to contemplate.