Chapter 434
Hida Rie said anxiously and honestly:
"Um, no need for anything in return. I just think you're incredibly beautiful and wanted to take a few more glances while we were eating, really! I'm not kidding!"
Chu Yuanqing was stunned by this blatant display of being a sucker for good looks.
The Witch pouted smugly, as if boasting that her prediction was correct. She then nestled close to the Pure White Witch and began to mutter casually, saying she wanted to eat "Wagyu beef," "eel," and "matsutake mushrooms"...
Aoyama Akira smiled awkwardly, only to realize that his girlfriend could indeed be quite extraordinary at times.
Just kidding, there's no way she'd agree to that now. With her looks, even if she's not Magical Girl, she certainly wouldn't be short of money for a meal.
Chu Yuanqing pursed her lips, feeling that the Witch had surpassed her teacher, becoming even more adept at acting cute than Little Sakura. She was completely helpless against this tactic and asked helplessly:
"... Where should we eat?"
Aoyama Akira remained silent.
Hida Rie was so surprised she could hardly believe it:
"You agreed?"
Chu Yuanqing nodded and named all the dishes the Witch wanted to eat:
"Hmm, but it needs to have Wagyu beef, eel, matsutake mushrooms..."
The girl, clinging to Aoyama Akira like a baby seal turning over, was so excited she almost jumped up, and exclaimed happily:
"Great! No problem at all! You can have whatever you want to eat, so let's go!"
So, in a daze, the Pure White Witch, at someone's urging, first returned her ski equipment, and then followed the unfamiliar couple to a specialty restaurant at the foot of the mountain that she had booked in advance.
The Pure White Witch had absolutely no experience with free meals, so she remained mostly silent throughout the meal, her aloof and delicate face revealing her distant nature. Even when she ate the food she liked, she couldn't find the slightest bit of joy in her eyes.
But she wasn't completely ignoring people.
Of course, even if she completely ignored everyone, Hida Rie was quite content. She didn't look at her boyfriend once, her gaze lingering on his face the whole time. She even forgot to gossip or ask him questions, and she didn't eat any of the dishes that were served. She was just spacing out.
My mind is filled with thoughts like, "She's so beautiful," "Her hands are so pretty," "Her lips look so soft," "That eye is more beautiful than the jewels in Dad's collection," "Dating a girl seems pretty good," "I still have hundreds of millions in my account, would she accept it if I transferred it to her?" and "I'm thinking of breaking up with Xiao..."
These jumbled thoughts lingered in her mind. She kept looking at Chu Yuanqing, her gaze occasionally drifting to his small, pink and soft lips that swayed slightly. The image of Hoshino Ayano in her mind began to slowly fade away.
Aoyama Akira was even more conflicted, caught in a contradictory state where he wanted to see it both emotionally and physically, but his rationality was suppressing him from doing so.
There's no way around it; if he glances at her a few more times, he'll be unable to resist staring, which will most likely upset Rie, and he'll have to coax her for a long time afterward. If it escalates into a relationship breakdown, it'll be a complete loss.
Even so, I couldn't help but glance at it from time to time, and many random thoughts began to pop into my head.
Aoyama Akira felt extremely uneasy, and had no further doubts about Chu Yuanqing's identity Magical Girl.
Just kidding, such terrifying charm, what else could it be but bewitching magic?
Chu Yuanqing sighed inwardly. After her sense of taste returned somewhat, the taste of food had really changed a lot. Next time she had the chance, she should try the dishes she made herself.
The Pure White Witch showed no remorse for having been reduced to a blonde, having not only NTR'd Hoshino Ayano, but also Hida Rie and Aoyama Akira. She ate slowly and secretly fed a bite to the Witch next to her, in a rather pleasant mood.
Thus, this eerie tranquility was only broken after she finished eating.
Hida Rie suddenly realized that she had forgotten she came to Naeba Mountain to see a concert. Seeing Qing Bao preparing to leave, she hurriedly pulled a VIP card from her bag, stuffed it into Qingbao's arms, and then reluctantly said goodbye.
Aoyama Akira looked somewhat lost, completely unaware that his girlfriend beside him was completely out of her mind, displaying a somewhat aggrieved demeanor.
Chu Yuanqing took the bus back to the hot spring hotel. Sitting down in her room, she recalled the meal she had just had and felt that the two strangers were very strange. After she changed into her ski gear, they didn't ask her name or introduce themselves. They barely said a word and just watched her finish the meal.
The Pure White Witch grew increasingly confused. She couldn't understand the logic of someone obsessed with appearances. After a moment's thought, she suddenly pulled out the unfamiliar card, tilted her head, and asked:
"By the way, Yayoi, what exactly is this that you asked me to accept?"
The Witch glanced at the bewildered Qing Bao with a complicated look, and said softly:
"This is a lifetime card from the Donghuang Hotel Group, granting free stays in the most luxurious suites at over 100,000 hotels worldwide. It's worth over 100 million yen, and there are probably no more than twenty of these on the entire East Flow Island."
"Xiao Qing, you really are a succubus."
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Worth over 100 million?
The Pure White Witch lowered her eyes to examine the card, her pupils dilating in shock.
Although he once sold his integrity, shot wedding dresses for endorsements, and made "big money," he also obtained the blue-green modifier after becoming [Lighthouse], and he cares less about money than any other rich person.
However, she never had a moment to spend money or enjoy herself, and her consumption habits were still dominated by her 17 years of working life, so she couldn't understand the rich woman's thought process at all.
How strange! After treating her to such an expensive meal out of the blue, he's now offering her a lifetime membership card worth 100 million yuan. Something just doesn't seem right. Is this some kind of new scam?
Chu Yuanqing was confused for a moment, then patted her cheeks and said seriously:
"No, I have to return it."
Regardless, she wouldn't accept something for nothing. She could accept a free meal, but she wasn't willing to accept something so expensive for no reason.
The Witch obediently knelt beside Qing Bao. She wasn't surprised at all, nor did she object. Instead, she curled her lips, admiring the other's adorable face, her eyes sparkling, and suggested:
"Miss Rie mentioned that she's going to participate in a music festival. Let's go to Naeba Mountain tomorrow, set up a makeshift bed and a tent, and wait for her to come to us."
Chu Yuanqing nodded upon hearing this:
"Then we can return it to her when we meet again."
But as soon as she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong.
Wait, wasn't she originally not planning to go to the music festival?
The Pure White Witch suddenly realized she had been tricked, and she glared resentfully at the smiling, wicked woman, her cheeks puffed out in anger.
The Witch tricked her into accepting the card, her only goal being to get her to go to the music festival!
Damn it, why are the Witch and Little Sakura so pure and sensible, while the thought entity has become so corrupted?
Chu Yuanqing had never discovered the cunning nature that Little Sakura herself had deliberately concealed, and was now extremely confused, beginning to wonder if the thought entity in front of him had been contaminated by something evil.
The Witch blinked innocently. What bad intentions could she possibly have? It was just that Qing Bao said the music festival was too crowded and she didn't want to go.
Besides, shouldn't we blame Qing Bao for being too tempting? She never expected that Hida Rie would give her something like this; things just turned out this way because of what happened.
The Witch could confidently say that there was no conspiracy or scheming involved; it was all the fault of the Pure White Succubus!
But to Qing Bao, she still took physical form, hugged the other's soft body, and, in a soft voice, shamelessly coaxed:
"Okay, okay, stop being stubborn. The music festival is going to be super fun. There will probably be lots of people performing on the mountain during the pre-festival events, so Xiao Qing won't attract much attention if she blends in."
After saying what she didn't mean, the Witch tried to cover it up by saying:
"Besides, even if a lot of people go to see Xiao Qing, it's because your music is great and you're good-looking."
"It's just like standing on a stage under the spotlight; it's a form of praise and recognition. Even if people don't accept it, don't resist it. I want more people to see Xiao Qing!"
Chu Yuanqing was quickly won over by the Witch's "apologetic attitude," but in her daze, she still sensed something was wrong. Wait, wasn't she supposed to be an audience member? Why was she being assumed to be performing by the roadside?
However, before she could retort, the other party unleashed their trump card, whispering in her ear:
"Xiao Qing, we're almost out of money. You don't want me to sleep on the streets with you, relying on the charity of kind people to eat good food, do you?"
Chu Yuanqing found it amusing. She pinched the Witch's cheek and reluctantly conceded:
"Okay, I'll go."
The girl had endured much hardship, and she didn't think that sleeping outdoors was anything special, but this nonchalant attitude was limited to herself.
Even knowing that Kiriwake Yayoi still exists vividly, she still hopes that this embodiment of the first-time Witch's thoughts can better experience and enjoy the scenery of the new world.
Delicious food, beautiful scenery, and all sorts of new and interesting things.
If possible, she would certainly want to give the other person the best.
So, even if this hadn't happened, she would still have attended the music festival.
The Witch kissed Chu Yuanqing's pink lips, savoring the sweetness of the white tea and peach, and happily said:
"Xiao Qing is so kind."
"Your fans will be happy too, let's empty everyone's wallets together!"
As the girl spoke, her shrine Witch outfit transformed into a secretary's uniform. She sported sophisticated black-rimmed glasses and held a tablet (a simulated prop), exuding an air of arrogance as she awaited the CEO's order to sell stocks and ruthlessly fleece the investors.
Chu Yuanqing: "..."
Could Yayoi really be this despicable?
It feels like she's starting to resemble Charlotte Brontë.
This creature with the power of longing has definitely gone astray somewhere!
The Witch's treasure-throwing segment was very short; soon after, she disappeared into the floor and wandered off somewhere. As a manifestation of her thoughts, her range of movement was surprisingly large, allowing her to move freely within a kilometer.
After distancing herself from the Pure White Witch, the joy, vibrancy, and girlishness she once possessed vanished, stripped away.
The girl stood on the rooftop gazing at the distant mountains, bathed in the cool moonlight. Her lowered brows returned to their sharp and calm state. Cherry blossoms withered on her wide sleeves, like an abyss absorbing light and heat, devoid of humanity and emotion, leaving only an extreme sense of sharpness.
The Witch's personality wasn't so easily changed, but just to keep Chu Yuanqing from feeling lonely, she would try her best to smile in front of him and appear cheerful and lively, ideally... to be more like Charlotte.
The true self is too boring, timid, clumsy, and extreme, like a sharp blade that can hurt people once drawn, and cannot be easily shown to others.
This is unavoidable; she was ultimately born from the personality puzzle of Witch, and even with memories of the second timeline, her personality tends to resemble that of the first timeline's Saio.
Such a past and experience naturally cannot possess the pure and innocent enthusiasm of Kiriwake Yayoi.
But perhaps, this isn't so bad.
The Witch recalled Charlotte's smug look after playing pranks on everyone. She looked up at the high-hanging crescent moon, a faint, reserved, and gentle smile playing on her lips, and whispered:
"Is this a prank? Hmm, it's quite funny."
After saying this, the person disappeared into the moonlight, returning to the hot spring hotel like a wisp of smoke, turning into a cherry blossom petal that landed on Qing Bao's head, where she fell into a peaceful sleep.
The following morning, Naeba Mountain was already open to tourists. The outdoor music festival venue was extremely spacious, enough to accommodate 100,000 people, and tickets were relatively easy to get.
Well, anyway, the Witch managed to snatch it thanks to her noble ghostly hand speed.
It's worth mentioning that, apart from the stage, the main venue did not have any seats reserved for the audience. There was only a prepared lawn, which led to many vendors selling tablecloths and small stools outside.
In addition, since the music festival will last for three days, and no one knows when the contestants from Flash Dance will arrive, many people have set up tents near the venue, making it look like a camping trip, just short of having a bonfire party at night.
At this moment, many invited bands are playing and performing in various areas of the outer field, while many music lovers are also setting up their own spaces as a stage, contributing their heartfelt notes and participating in this lively event.
Chu Yuanqing sat on the edge of the lawn, her eyes lowered, tuning her guitar. Today she was wearing a rather loose black hoodie and matching jeans. Her short hair fluttered in the wind, giving her a cool and aloof boyish feel. The atmosphere was both distant and beautiful.
The Witch took photos with satisfaction, glancing around to look for yesterday's little rich girl. She didn't plan to have Qing Bao perform yet; she wanted to wait until the <Flash Dance> contestants started performing, then ride their coattails, add a tag, post a video to attract traffic, and then start Live Broadcast Room to drain her fans' coffers.
Even in the corners, many people were drawn to the Pure White Succubus, but some, more interested in music, assumed it was just a staged photo shoot since she hadn't played any music and went off to explore other areas.
The Witch was delighted and sat down beside her, saying:
"Xiao Qing, do you think we'll be able to meet Hoshino today, the guy that rich woman mentioned yesterday?"
Chu Yuanqing answered softly while imitating Little Sakura's calligraphy:
"I don't know, but I can sense multiple Magic Energy Particles. She should have already arrived at Naeba Mountain. Hmm, she probably flew over directly after constructing Magic Armor with her teammates. Maybe she wanted to give her fans a surprise?"
At that moment, in the main venue, which was extremely far away, a rock band had just finished their performance. The surrounding audience, like a dense, surging tide, was still immersed in the exciting melody, and the atmosphere was still great.
Hida Rie and Aoyama Akira stood in the front row, seemingly having shed their allure as the Pure White Witch and now fully immersed in the atmosphere, their emotions running high.
The host maintained the increasingly enthusiastic atmosphere, throwing out a few jokes and keeping everyone in suspense. Then, just as Chu Yuanqing had said, the Little Idol descended from the sky. With special effects covering them, they shed their Magic Armor, set up their instruments, and made a dazzling entrance, eliciting cheers from the crowd.
Even from a great distance, the thunderous sound waves could be heard sweeping through the venue. The expensive sound system reproduced Hoshino Ayano's greeting to the fans, which once again aroused screams and responses, demonstrating her popularity.
The Witch has started her live stream. Taking advantage of her "thought form," she brazenly squeezes next to a wealthy woman, showcasing her skills as a special effects photographer and aggressively riding on the popularity of the Little Idol on stage.
During the photoshoot, she didn't forget to take care of Lin Bao's fans, pretending to raise the selfie stick so that the phone camera would slowly rise, turn, and zoom in, revealing Qing Bao, who was far away and blurred into pixels, waiting under the banyan tree.
The contrast makes her seem somewhat isolated, alone, like a left-behind child or a lonely elderly person... highlighting a sense of desolation. It's almost as if she's about to put up a sign asking fans to donate money to buy Qing Bao a seat.
Fans fiercely condemned the photographer in the live chat for hogging the prize and excluding their favorite Lin Bao. Meanwhile, some wealthy fans actually fell for the trick, showering the camera with virtual coins, saying that there were plenty of people live-streaming Hoshino Ayano's performance and urging them to hurry up and film Lin Bao.
As soon as the Witch ate the rice, the ghost photographer's skills were on full display. Almost instantly, he teleported back and zoomed in on the Pure White Witch's flawless face, leaving the Live Broadcast Room filled with question marks.
Fortunately, everyone was quickly charmed by Chu Yuanqing, and their attention was focused on his lips, eyes, eyelashes, fingers... and everything else, temporarily ignoring the photographer's strange behavior.
The atmosphere in the live chat was good, with bitter tea seeds flying everywhere.
Even when a few fans of Hoshino Ayano and other Little Idol occasionally voiced their desire to see live performances, they were quickly seduced by the "Pure White Succubus," feeling that missing a few minutes of their favorite idol wasn't so bad. They all fell into the dead end of "the grass is always greener on the other side," unconsciously clicking on the follow button and becoming popcorn enthusiasts.
The Witch looked at the accumulating gifts and rewards, and nodded in satisfaction.
Okay, okay, our chef Qing is really amazing! A few more rounds and we won't have to worry about Xiao Qing sleeping under a bridge anymore!
On stage, Hoshino Ayano's short hair swayed gently, her breath rhythmic with the music. With a smile, she deftly played the drums, her footwork on the bass drum unrestrained and graceful, like dance steps in sync with the music, showcasing exceptional explosive power.