Chapter 259
Charlotte's pupils gradually blended with color, and her smile grew even brighter. After gazing at this Pure White Witch for a long time, she stopped her mischief, took the heart lock, engraved her name with her fingertips, and then handed it to Xie Qingxuan beside her.
Xie Qingxuan had no qualms about this and wrote his own name next to Charlotte's without a second thought.
Seeing this, the Green Eyed Cat panicked and abandoned all thought about how something was wrong. It rushed to write its name before the next person, and in the end, even the innocent Little Sakura, unwilling to fall behind, had to suppress her shame and write her name.
It's worth mentioning that Charlotte wrote in German, Liuli wrote in the language of Gloriana, Little Sakura wrote in Japanese, and Chu Yuanqing and Xie Qingxuan wrote in the Great Xia Language.
Therefore, the names on the lock were so complex that they resembled those of a multinational music party.
Charlotte's elaborate scheme was executed flawlessly. She gave everyone a satisfied, playful smile, then touched her lips with her fingertip, winked, and whispered as if not wanting her Little Cotton-padded Jacket to hear:
"Let's find a place to hang them up together next?"
Although the Little Idol, as public figures, felt that hanging locks here was setting themselves up for trouble in the future, they had been tricked into coming here by Charlotte and were clearly not going to give up.
Furthermore, there are so many locks on Lover's Bridge that they seem endless. Who would bother to look at them one by one, and happen to be a fan of these locks at the same time?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
So, after the Little Cotton-padded Jacket finished dealing with the painted pottery piggy bank, four heart-shaped locks of the same size and one extra-large heart-shaped lock that looked very flirtatious were already hanging side by side in a corner of Lover's Bridge.
Splash, splash.
Under the azure sky, a gentle breeze caressed the hem of her skirt, creating a crisp, wave-like sound—a melody composed by the soft clanging of locks against locks amidst the Heart Tide of emotions. It was harmonious and beautiful, as if telling a story of... a tender and gentle future.
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The afternoon weather was even brighter, and the gravel path reflected dazzling patches of sunlight.
The church's obelisk gleamed, and white birds flew over the blue-domed buildings, leaving faint trails in the sky.
Little Cotton-padded Jacket- padded Jacket was so engrossed in the joy of being praised by Sister Charlotte for her amazing Magic Control that she didn't notice that everyone else, except herself, had hung love locks symbolizing eternal love on the Lover's Bridge and was happily following behind Chu Yuanqing, clutching her colorful ceramic piggy bank.
Chu Yuanqing, feeling guilty for openly juggling four relationships, became even more sensitive to gazes, suddenly feeling that the stares from Little Sakura and the Green Eyed Cat were overflowing with condemnation.
As for Xie Qingxuan's calm and pure gaze, devoid of any negative emotions, it only made her feel ashamed that she was taking advantage of his affections and wantonly bullying him.
Charlotte seemed to enjoy watching Qing Bao's conflicted expression, but after mischievously admiring it for a while, she took the initiative to hold Qingbao's small hand and pressed her soft and alluring body against hers.
The girl's lips almost bit her earlobe as she whispered stimulating words in public:
"The lock is already on, so there's no going back."
"Besides, even if Xiao Qing is a bit slow, shouldn't she have noticed? Everyone really loves you. Even without regaining their past memories, they've fallen for you again just because of a slight familiarity on a spiritual level."
Charlotte released Chu Yuanqing's hand, then slipped her fingers through his, interlocking them intimately. She glanced at the agitated Green Eyed Cat behind her and at Little Sakura's resentful gaze, her eyes crinkling at the corners, and whispered:
"Look, you can even hold back your anger like this. If it were any other girl, she wouldn't tolerate such outrageous behavior. They've all placed their hearts in your hands, and even if they're hurt a thousand times over, they wouldn't choose to leave."
"So, Xiao Qing, you absolutely mustn't let everyone down."
Charlotte smiled brightly, her thoughts pausing slightly.
Since that day, she had considered many ways to shake Chu Yuanqing's resolve to die and rekindle his desire for life, but she later abandoned them all.
This is not out of concern for moral blackmail, nor is it because I feel that letting Chu Yuanqing leave is a relief.
Rather, it is because hope gained in this way is as cheap and fragile as straw. For the Savior who has persevered and struggled for 17 years, no one can add any weight to her will.
Charlotte is very important to Chu Yuanqing.
Chu Wangshu was one of them, as were these former comrades-in-arms.
But their existence had long been Chu Yuanqing's motivation. In the countless moments of her painful struggle over the past 17 years, she fought countless times to protect the world they existed in.
Therefore, many things need no further explanation.
Charlotte gazed at the distant blue sky, her frosty blue eyelashes as if tinged with butterfly powder, her kaleidoscopic eyes radiating a fervent sincerity, even the words conveyed to the depths of her soul bearing the imprint of her personal will:
"Xiao Qing, I don't want to force you to do things that are impossible."
"Because... no one has worked harder than you, and no one wants to create a perfect ending more than you."
"But at least in the days to come, let's not run away or overthink things, but put our whole hearts into living with everyone and try to create more wonderful memories together, shall we?"
This is the gentleness that the Doomsday Diva offers to others based on understanding, enduring sorrow and pain. She understands how pale and powerless language is in such circumstances, and she understands that this seemingly going with the flow, but actually living towards death, is the best solution.
Charlotte, of course, would not give up; she would continue to seek miracles that transcend truth.
But she didn't want to put any more pressure on Chu Yuanqing until she found real hope.
Listening to her lover's whispers in her ear, Chu Yuanqing's expression softened. She listened quietly until he finished speaking, and after a long silence, she touched the Contract Chain with her fingertip, giving her answer:
"Yes, I won't run away from it, and I won't overthink it."
"I will look forward to every day from now on, and I will also cherish every moment of the present."
"Thank you, Charlotte."
Chu Yuanqing will still feel ashamed that she cannot give everyone a unique and pure love, but she will also not shy away from the feelings that everyone still leans towards her after they have mustered up the courage to do so.
After all, feeling ashamed is an emotion that should naturally arise after being bound by a sense of morality, but avoiding it would seem pretentious. With little time left, she has no room to procrastinate on this matter.
Upon hearing this, the Pure White Witch suddenly felt a sense of boundless freedom. Her remorse remained unchanged, but as her heart expanded, it transformed into a few wisps of cloud in a clear blue sky, no longer hindering passersby from appreciating the beautiful weather.
Thus, this feeling also permeated the lantern, radiating outwards like the all-encompassing sunlight, making the surrounding travelers and their companions unconsciously feel joy and relaxation, allowing them to better enjoy the moment as if they were on a spring outing.
Because the afternoon training was expected to be quite strenuous, the group looked for a place to have lunch after walking back from the lock bridge, eventually settling down at a restaurant near Mirabell Gardens.
Lunch was fairly standard, though it had a distinctly European style. Before long, the table was filled with macaroni, pizza, paella, green dumplings, desserts like tiramisu, and soft drinks like wheat beer.
Of course, Liuli could only drink the freshly squeezed juice from the shop, just like Little Cotton-padded Jacket.
To be honest, in the past, this kind of food would have made the Little Idol feel very guilty.
Even Xie Qingxuan, who seems indifferent to everything, has extremely strict self-discipline regarding her figure.
In fact, she had struggled for a long time with her breasts not shrinking, which affected her dancing. So after eating, she would definitely try to burn more calories during training.
Fortunately, things are different now.
Charlotte understood girls and idols best; she completely grasped that calories were the ultimate enemy of both. After ordering the dishes without a second thought, she looked at her Little Idol, who were instinctively calculating calories, and smiled, saying:
"Everyone, please eat without worry. Magical Girl are Idealistic Being. According to the Countermeasures Bureau's monitoring, although our natural lifespan is not as long as that of elves in Western fantasy novels who live for thousands of years, it is still five to six times that of a normal person, and our way of absorbing energy is also very different."
Upon hearing this, Little Cotton-padded Jacket, Little Sakura, Green Eyed Cat, and even the Golden Haired Doggy, while still shocked, guessed the implication and revealed extremely expectant eyes.
Charlotte didn't keep him in suspense; she showed an understanding expression and readily gave her conclusion:
"You guessed right, Magical Girl won't get fat no matter what they eat!"
"Besides, your Life Form have already begun to evolve into [Witch], so you don't need to worry too much about that."
--Yay!
Although the Little Idol didn't all shout it out loud, they were clearly all having similar thoughts.
After all, even Xie Qingxuan, who seems the most detached from worldly desires, had her eating habits and self-control cultivated step by step from childhood by that abnormal elite education.
So, when it comes to food, she's always been very curious, and lately she's been indulging in all sorts of food and drinks with her Little Idol, which has a bit of a rebellious streak to it.
But despite her rebellious streak, she acknowledged that the combination of elite education and a professional nutritionist could indeed lead to a healthier and more energetic state, and she didn't intend to completely reject the idea.
However, the Magical Girl phenomenon has become a game-changer, rendering previously strictly adhered doctrines meaningless.
Kiriwake Yayoi even a little moved. Although she had failed her way up as an idol, she had eaten a lot of grass along the way. She hadn't even had a proper meal in Tokyo for so long, and she had done so even more before the competition, in order to maintain her best physical condition.
Tang Liuli was in the same situation. She and Xie Qingxuan were actually in similar circumstances. Before the competition, she followed her idol's advice and, under the guidance of a nutritionist, combined exercise with diet to adjust her condition to be more suitable for singing and dancing on stage, rather than on the big screen.
In this process, cutting out oil and sugar is just the foundation.
Although Green Eyed Cat has read many comics and sometimes calls cola "happy water," she hadn't drunk cola much before coming to Flashdance. So when she drank it after living in the same dormitory with everyone, she felt a strange sense of emotion.
And now, everything is off the hook!
Chu Wangshu silently threw the notebook she used to count calories into the trash can. She used a knife to cut open the roasted sausage, watching the fragrant oil ooze out as the blade moved down, and then looked at the bacon and chicken stuffed on the pizza.
A bite of sausage.
A bite of pizza.
A bite of macaroni.
In a daze, the taste buds in my mouth were already stimulated, falling into a blissful state, and then the refreshing taste of freshly squeezed juice washed away the greasiness, preparing me to begin the trial called tiramisu.
Charlotte's words were like a devil's temptation, causing the Little Idol to instantly succumb to their desires, letting their reason override their appetites, and happily indulging in a feast.
Looking at this scene, the Doomsday Diva suddenly had a whimsical thought: what would happen if she waited until everyone had finished eating and then said, "Actually, I was just kidding, Magical Girl gain weight more easily"?
Of course, Saintess lady as kind as an angel would never do something so wicked as toying with a young girl's heart.
Charlotte was simply taking the opportunity to whisper to Qing Bao. For them, who both remembered the old days, food was actually a topic that could be explored in many ways.
Chu Yuanqing used to love sweets, but after developing many problems with his sense of taste, he could no longer taste the original sweetness, nor could he distinguish between delicious and unpalatable food. This was a wound that stemmed from his soul and cognition, and had nothing to do with his physical body.
This is why her cooking skills were initially very poor.
Charlotte, however, had her own little scheme. She vaguely remembered that during the Magic Replenishment process, their souls had repeatedly come close together, almost merging with each other.
If, if any Magic Replenishment could achieve true soul fusion, then if Xiaoqing ate a piece of candy at that time, would she also be able to simultaneously perceive and feel the candy, allowing Xiao Qing to taste its original sweetness?
Lunch ended quickly.
After enjoying the desserts, everyone bought a few cakes at the shop and then strolled back to Monk Mountain. They took the elevator back to the castle at the top of the hill, put away the items they had bought while shopping, and then, wearing their dance costumes, headed to the dance studio in the old town.
The dance studio is also built on the hillside. From the outside, it looks somewhat like a modern museum, except that it is painted in bright colors, which makes it very appealing to children. Inside, there is a lounge, private bathroom, infinity pool, and a café and supermarket that are run by AI.
It's worth mentioning that there are few residential buildings nearby, but several small churches are adjacent to it. The dance studio comes in two styles: one is fully enclosed, and the other is simply a large sunroom with floor-to-ceiling windows on all four sides, offering beautiful views of the churches, blue sky, and mountains.
Since they heard that Magical Girl aren't afraid of the sun, the Little Idol decided to train in the sunroom.
Whether it was psychological or because everyone had broken free from cognitive constraints and could control the artificial lanterns, everyone's training efficiency improved compared to before. When learning the second dance, everyone learned very quickly, and it only took a few hours to formulate and get used to the movement framework.
If nothing unexpected happens, at this rate, everyone can master a dance to perfection in three days.
Charlotte watched everyone train, puffing out her cheeks, feeling a little awkward. She was the one who suggested forming a girl group first, so how come Xiao Qing and her precious daughter are in the group now, but she's not?
Charlotte was immersed in the sadness of being bullied, staring "fiercely" at Qing Bao who was flexing. Her soft, smooth long hair was tied back, her skin was as delicate as white porcelain, and her yoga clothes, which fit her well and were flexible, outlined her tight and curvaceous figure, making people want to touch and pinch her.
"Charlotte, can you stop touching me? It tickles."
Chu Yuanqing's golden eyes shimmered with moisture, her cheeks flushed a healthy coral pink from exercise, and beads of sweat trickled down her skin like a spring. She pursed her lips slightly, glancing around in a flustered manner, before managing to maintain a serious expression once she realized no one else was paying attention.
Charlotte's hands were incredibly restless. She said she would help correct her posture, but she was actually... just touching her randomly. She was either poking the soft flesh on her inner thighs, measuring the lines of her chest and waist, and even liked to slide her fingertips along her shoulder blades and spine.
You could say she's interested in something a little risqué, yet she also has a pure, inquisitive spirit. But if you say she doesn't want to at all, she always likes to touch soft, smooth, and bouncy places, leaving you feeling awkward and unsatisfied. It's quite strange.
Charlotte blinked, and said with a wronged expression:
"Hey? You guys seem to be having so much fun training, and you're going to dance together later. If I can't touch Xiao Qing now, I'm going to be so bored later!"
This statement was practically saying, "Touch her as much as you want now, and savor the moment later," making the Pure White Witch so ashamed she wanted to pinch Charlotte's cheeks until they were swollen.
But thinking about it carefully, it's normal for Charlotte to feel wronged. She's the one who loves dancing with everyone the most and wants to debut in a group with them. That's why she chose not to join a team.
Therefore, watching himself train with his Little Idol right now probably feels like being betrayed and treated like a traitor, so naturally he would feel unhappy.
Chu Yuanqing hesitated for a long time, then, suppressing her shame, she took the initiative to suggest:
"Well... let's not stay here. Let's go to the bathroom for ten minutes, okay?"
The subtext of this statement is almost that you can do whatever you want in the bathroom.
Charlotte's frosty blue eyelashes fluttered. She was charmed by his cuteness, but also deeply aroused by his Qing Bao. She stammered for a moment, her heart pounding, and even the temperature she felt when her fingertips touched his waist suddenly became much hotter.
The girl answered softly, easily overwhelmed by the beauty of the Pure White Witch. Confused, they went to the toilet together, locked the door behind them, went into the bathroom, and started playing a super proper, absolutely not lewd, doctor game.
One minute later, the Doomsday Diva grew stronger with each battle.
Three minutes later, Miss Saintess appeared slightly tired.
Five minutes later, Charlotte began to feel dizzy.
Ten minutes later, the girl's lower abdomen, filled with the magic of silver light, was burning hot. The patterns of the roses intertwined into intricate and mysterious designs. She bathed in the warm water falling from the showerhead, which washed away the fine beads of sweat and allowed the faint red finger marks on her waist to gradually fade.
Chu Yuanqing's eyelashes drooped, her golden pupils were misty, but her expression revealed a meticulous seriousness. Her pink lips were biting a hair tie, and her small hands gathered her pure white hair, skillfully tying it into a dashing ponytail.
Then, the magic evaporated the underwear and yoga clothes, and after quickly and neatly putting them on, all the wrinkles were straightened out, restoring them to their original clean and refreshing state.
Well, Charlotte's been won over. Now she won't be in the mood to cause trouble anymore, right?
Chu Yuanqing had been bullied by Charlotte for so long, so he was bound to have thoughts of "revenge".
Although it was shameful to do this, after two rounds of Magic Replenishment, her mana was already more than Charlotte's. Going all out now would easily fill her opponent's mana, which was the best chance to win.
So, after a while, the Little Cotton-padded Jacket who had been secretly watching the two of them noticed something strange: Charlotte, who had gone out with Chu Yuanqing, hadn't returned yet.
However, since Charlotte didn't need to train, Little Cotton-padded Jacket assumed she had gone out to play and quickly forgot about this detail, continuing to immerse herself in training.