Dad, Please Let Me Be Your One-and-Only Fan! Chapter 235

Chu Yuanqing almost succumbed to guilt after just imagining that scene. She quickly patted her soft cheeks red with her small hands, trying to stop her thoughts, before regaining her composure.

The Pure White Witch stepped out of her room. She looked at the Green Eyed Cat on the Living room sofa, Little Sakura playing the guitar beside her, and the Golden Haired Doggy Zen Meditation on the yoga mat. She then glanced at the selfie of the Doomsday Diva on her phone and sighed inwardly.

After Chu Yuanqing became like this, he had already come to understand a principle in the process of reconciling with his daughter.

That is, just like fighting against Disaster Tide, fighting against the apocalypse, and fighting against irrational despair, escaping won't solve these problems.

Therefore, she didn't want to leave the problems and regrets to others, and going to her death like that would be unfair to everyone who might regain their memories.

If possible, Chu Yuanqing wanted to spend the rest of his time truly reuniting with these old friends, sitting together to untangle the knots that hadn't been untied before.

But...

The Pure White Witch gazed at the warm scene in the Living room. Her exquisitely beautiful features shone in the light, and a fragile smile, like a bubble, graced her lips. On the Lantern Gem she clutched tightly in her hand, fine cracks continued to spread.

Isn't that a bit too extravagant?

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Volume 1: Chapter 224. Charlotte, you are the best idol. (5K5)

The observation deck is directly opposite the Living room.

The morning breeze from Vienna carried the sounds of birds flapping their wings, leaves rustling, pedestrians whispering, and even the soft rustling of several national flags fluttering in the wind on the hotel's second-floor terrace.

Xie Qingxuan finished her morning yoga practice and Zen Meditation.

Kiriwake Yayoi completed her usual finger exercises and guitar practice.

Chu Wangshu took a sticky note and ran to the hotel restaurant to memorize vocabulary words.

Tang Liuli curled up on the sofa like a kitten, dozing off. She listened to the murmurs coming from outside the window, half-asleep and half-awake, immersed in her chaotic memories.

This isn't the first time I've thought of those bizarre and fantastical scenes.

However, due to the preconceived notion that these were all memories from Chu Yuanqing, seeds sprouting from his heart and soul, there was always a sense of estrangement and distance, making it difficult to piece together the jumbled fragments.

Of course, the Green Eyed Cat has a rich imagination and can instantly conjure up many possibilities when she is scared, creating a safe space in her mind. If those memories were not mixed with strong emotions, she would just regard them as her imagination while sleeping.

Well, in a sense, this is a minor trouble unique to extraordinary geniuses.

The Pure White Witch sat next to Tang Liuli. She looked at Tang Liuli's cute face, which was no longer as slim as before due to overeating and was now slightly chubby. She carefully poked it with her fingertip, feeling the soft and smooth texture. Her eyes curled up and she smiled.

Chu Yuanqing moved closer to Tang Liuli, listening to her breathing and looking at her peaceful and serene sleeping face. In her pupils, she seemed to see the reflection of that thin, frail corpse, drained of all its blood, as lonely as a cicada shedding its skin in the snow.

Thinking of this, Chu Yuanqing couldn't help but stroke the other's warm face with his palm, whispering in his heart:

"The Blood of Sighs, what fate has it led you to in the past?"

Blessings reside in the true name.

That was the voice of heaven that resonated in my ears at the very beginning of awakening, responsible for interpreting the blessing.

The Voice of Heaven originates from the Planet Consciousness. It cannot bestow blessings upon humanity, but it can analyze the information about blessings and inform all awakened beings in the world of its abilities, effects, and costs, greatly reducing the cost and time of figuring out how to bestow blessings.

Blood of Sighs, Wall of Sighs.

Such blessings with the same prefix often come from the same awakened one.

In short, twins bring blessings.

These two blessings are bound to have a complementary and mutually supportive relationship.

Chu Yuanqing had her reasons for thinking this way. After seeing the fragment of memory, she not only recognized the true form of the blessing that Liuli had revealed before her death, but also remembered that it, like the Wall of Sighs, was on her own body.

However, the Wall of Sighs still has its effect, but the Blood of Sighs is like a computer crashed, unable to be activated.

This sounds a bit like the blessing she used to become a [Witch]; unless certain conditions are triggered, it's just a lantern-shaped pendant that doesn't serve any purpose beyond decoration.

The difference lies in the fact that the pendant is free, while this blessing is integrated deep within the Wall of Sighs, inseparable and serving no other purpose.

Chu Yuanqing understood that the blessing that could complement the Wall of Sighs must also possess conceptual power. The scene of Liuli's death that she saw did not match her status as a holder of the blessing. Combined with those fragmented words, the scene of the other party's death most likely concealed a hidden story.

The Pure White Witch didn't want to think about it anymore. Of course, she knew that she wasn't the only one carrying a heavy burden in the previous Worldline, but facing the suffering and despair that important people had experienced still made her feel sad.

Chu Yuanqing pursed her lips, looking at Tang Liuli's sleeping face with heartache, stroking the child's hair, and whispering in her heart:

"You must have had a very tough and painful past."

"But that's all in the past. I won't let those things happen again. Now, just be yourself—a little silly, a little foolish, a little naive, a little carefree. Enjoy the peace of this era and find and embrace your own happiness."

That painful, insane, twisted era that displaced people, shattered happiness, and bred devils and Satan, has been ended by her own hand. She forcibly extracted the Akasha Records and buried them in a non-existent history.

I assure you.

Even if [pure white] will eventually crumble.

Even if my death is irreversible.

"Those thirteen Disaster God will not be resurrected. New city walls will be built, and they will replace me and [Pure White] to continue protecting this future we have built together."

Chu Yuanqing seemed to be making a wish, or perhaps a vow.

That cluster of pure white roses is spreading fragrance in the soul. As the sole witness, it remembers the self-binding covenant of the Nameless Savior. It seems to have tasted better nourishment from this, blooming more and more luxuriantly, its texture shining brightly, shrouded in a pure white soft light.

The magical energy in that pool seemed to have broken through some kind of limit, doubling in capacity in an instant, bringing it closer to the higher realm of [River].

As a result, the rate at which the power of wishes was transformed within the lantern suddenly increased, and the silvery magic power, like the sound of a clear spring, was poured into it, thus perfecting the magical formula engraved on the flower's stamen once again, silently foreshadowing the ending corresponding to the blessing of the flower.

Tang Liuli was fast asleep, but the Moon Wing pinned to her chest seemed to sense something, transforming into illusory streams of light that flowed into the [Cocoon of the Heart] within her soul.

Then, the Green Eyed Cat awoke from the warm bed of her dreams, drowsily opened her eyes, and saw Qing Bao smiling and stroking her face. Her cute little face was dazed, and she felt as if Cupid had shot her heart with an arrow.

--Thump thump.

Tang Liuli's languid spirit was stirred by the fluttering in her heart. She felt as if her blood was overflowing with carbon dioxide, bursting and scattering pink bubbles of happiness throughout her body. A clear smile appeared on her pink lips as she snuggled into the other person's arms like a little animal.

Chu Yuanqing was already used to being attacked by the Green Eyed Cat, and having just recalled some memories of the other party, she was naturally very tolerant of it. Not only did she not stop it, she didn't even interrupt the other party's little action of burying its face in its chest, causing its skin to itch.

The Pure White Witch stroked the cat's head, feeling its vibrant life force, and felt extremely gratified.

Tang Liuli raised her little head, blinked her emerald green eyes, looked at that captivating face, and said happily:

"Good morning, Xiao Qing!"

Chu Yuanqing pinched her cheek and replied:

Good morning, Liuli. How did you sleep? Do you still have the energy to go out and play?

Tang Liuli inhaled the alluring yet serene Zen fragrance emanating from the other person, and after absorbing the full energy of the Qing Bao, she confidently declared:

"Of course I'm energetic! I even promised my fans yesterday that I'd find a place to film a video and record a song, and then post it on Weibo for them to see."

Chu Yuanqing praised the Green Eyed Cat, expressing his anticipation for its performance today, then shoved the camera from the table into the cat's arms, smiling as he said:

"It's your turn to shoot video footage today, so this will be perfect for recording the song too."

Tang Liuli picked up the camera blankly, then suddenly remembered that there was such a thing. She couldn't help but feel a little depressed. She was not a social media influencer like the Sakura Girl, and she was completely unaccustomed to going out as a human camera!

The little girl's mind was already racing, imagining the stares of passersby. She started to feel a chill run down her spine and a sense of embarrassment, and for a moment, she felt the camera in her arms getting hot.

Chu Yuanqing found it somewhat amusing. She put her arm around the girl's slender waist and, feeling the girl's bewildered gaze, lowered her head slightly as if possessed. Her lips moved closer and fell like raindrops onto the girl's forehead, bringing a cool and soft touch.

The Pure White Witch's kiss was fleeting, like a fantasy existing only in a dream.

Tang Liuli stared blankly at Qing Bao's slightly shy yet forcedly serious expression, her mind going blank with joy. She was almost mesmerized and began to wonder if she was still half asleep.

Chu Yuanqing also realized something was wrong with her. She was treating Liuli like Little Cotton-padded Jacket, and unlike how she treated her daughter, this time there was a clear hint of intimacy. Her emotions were complex, but outwardly she reached out a slender finger and touched the spot where she had been kissed, saying earnestly:

"I just used the magic of courage on Liuli."

"Liuli will definitely be braver than before today, so keep up the good work!"

The Green Eyed Cat was perfectly won over by the excuse used to fool the child, and she nodded repeatedly:

"I will try my best!"

Chu Yuanqing stood up and said:

"Have breakfast first, everyone's waiting for you downstairs."

Tang Liuli then realized that no one was around. She stood up from the sofa, grabbed her camera and small handbag, and skillfully slipped her feet into sneakers using the material of her black stockings. Like a little follower, she walked behind Chu Yuanqing, her mind replaying that kiss.

Although I've kissed Qing Bao many times before, for some reason, this kiss on the forehead moved me more than ever before. Was it because... this was the first time Qing Bao had kissed me first while she was awake?

Does this mean that Qing Bao has even a tiny bit of a crush on me?

Regardless, it was something that made her extremely happy.

The Green Eyed Cat was secretly thrilled. It felt light as a feather, and its mind was filled with fireworks. It couldn't help but pout while eating, and even when it went out to take pictures, it completely forgot about the stares of passersby. Its mind was filled with the memory of being kissed by Chu Yuanqing.

Hmm, if it were the current Liuli, she would probably have a way to reject the dark-skinned hot girl, overcome the terrifying socially anxious demon, and buy the sexy clothes suitable for the Pure White Witch in an adult store!

Unfortunately, today's Liuli, as a pure-hearted cat, has completely forgotten about those risqué things.

Kiriwake Yayoi keenly noticed Liuli's odd behavior. As a meticulous person who had read dozens of love manuals from Dongliu, she was very suspicious of Qing Bao's motives for letting Liuli sleep a little longer today and leaving herself alone in the hotel Living room.

During that time, Xiao Qing and Liuli must have done something very inappropriate!

Could it be... that Xiao Qing intends to turn everyone into Magical Girl using that method?

The girl was troubled by this; she really longed for a future where everyone was Magical Girl, an idol, and part of a team.

But the thought that every additional Magical Girl in the team meant Chu Yuanqing had been kissing other girls behind his back for who knows how long made him feel uneasy.

Well, having gotten somewhat used to this distorted way of getting along, Little Sakura only finds it strange now; negative emotions like bitterness, jealousy, and anger almost never arise.

So, in truth, her twisted transformation is the strangest thing!

Kiriwake Yayoi was momentarily enlightened, then greatly shocked.

As the most innocent member of the group, Little Sakura, once she realized this problem, forgot all about how much her sweetheart was enjoying kissing that philandering cat, and began to feel ashamed and reflect on why she had become like this.

When Kiriwake Yayoi passed by St. Stephen's Cathedral, she couldn't help but pray, offering a sincere and remorseful confession to her family far away in Hokkaido:

"I'm sorry, Dad and Dad, your daughter has not only turned into neodymium, but into an even stranger person."

"I'm sorry, Yuki, my older sister seems to be acting strangely. I'm no longer qualified to confidently guide you in your love life."

Xie Qingxuan had no intention of internal conflict. After regaining her memories, she designated Yayoi and Liuli as her territory and no longer felt any possessiveness towards them. When sightseeing, she only thought about how to create more unique and interesting situations for Sese before meeting Charlotte.

Yes, from this point of view, Golden Haired Doggy are very loyal and good dogs.

Chu Yuanqing also felt very uncomfortable. She began to feel that this trip was getting more and more off, and it was becoming more and more like a family trip. Although it was very warm and happy, something just felt off.

From God's perspective, the composition of this tour group is quite abstract.

In short, it's about a father who has turned into a girl, his daughter, and her three new stepmothers. The situation becomes even more complicated when Charlotte comes knocking.

Although Chu Wangshu was unaware that she was deeply immersed in a warm family, she felt that the atmosphere of the group was strange today. First, Yayoi was absent-minded, then Liuli kept smiling foolishly, and Xiao Qing always looked at her with a troubled expression.

Something's wrong. Something's very wrong.

Could it be... that everyone is hiding something from me?

The Little Cotton-padded Jacket was troubled, but looking at Sister Xie who was the same as before, she felt that she might be overthinking things. Liuli's ideas were naturally whimsical, and Sister Yayoi was very responsible and would worry about many unnecessary things.

As for Xiao Qing, she just transformed into Magical Girl in public yesterday, so she must have many worries that she doesn't understand, right?

When this was mentioned, she vaguely felt that Qing Bao must have some unspeakable relationship with the authorities.

Surprisingly, nothing about the other party appeared on social media yesterday. Local news in Vienna only mentioned a small fire on Carinthus Street, stating that there were no property damage or casualties, and that it was another peaceful and beautiful day.

This news story is so similar to the government's attempts to deceive the public in the fantasy world of "The Extraordinary Ones."

Today it's a fire, tomorrow it's a gas explosion—it has nothing to do with the supernatural.

That's absolutely... so cool!

Time passed, and the morning was spent in an atmosphere of differing thoughts.

At lunchtime, at the beer garden Schönbrunn Palace.

Chu Yuanqing sat at the table. After replying to Charlotte's message, she guiltily ignored the curious gaze of the Golden Haired Doggy next to her and looked at the table. There were fresh flowers given by the shop, a pitcher of malt beer, a pork knuckle hanging in mid-air, a plate of spare ribs, and a plate of fried pork chops.

The most distinctive feature of this restaurant is its craft beer, which is said to be brewed according to traditional recipes using the finest malt, resulting in a sweet and mellow taste.

Chu Yuanqing had often socialized when she was a corporate slave, so she neither liked nor disliked alcohol. Since she couldn't get drunk, she didn't refuse the shop owner's kindness. She poured herself a small glass, took a sip, and found that it tasted particularly refreshing with the oily meat.