[Xiao Xue said I was a genius.]
[That was beyond doubt. Even if Xiao Xue hadn't said it, I knew I was a genius~]
The women reading this could almost feel Xiao Xue's deep helplessness.
[Xiao Xue asked me again, "Since the great genius doesn't believe in angels and demons and thinks they only exist in stories, then how do you explain your 'superpower that only exists in stories'? Also, when I mentioned Queen Morgana before, you didn't contradict me."]
[Hmm... Xiao Xue has a point... So, do demons and angels really exist in this world?]
Azhui proudly raised her chin.
"Of course~ We angels don't just exist in stories. We're real!"
[If I remember correctly... angels seem to have a pair of snow-white wings, right?]
[In most stories, angels are beautiful, with a pair of white wings and kind hearts...]
Angel Yan pursed her lips slightly, a trace of smugness flashing in her eyes.
"Hmm~ Since your understanding is fairly accurate, I'll let you off for teasing Sister Yan earlier."
A faint smile also surfaced in Keisha's heart as she sat upon the throne.
It seems the little guy's impression of angels... is pretty good.
[Then... what would their wings look like if all the feathers fell off? Would they look like chicken wings?]
[Hmm, bare chicken wings attached to beautiful angels... does seem a little mismatched. But I still really want to see it. It must be hilarious. I could laugh for ages~]
Azhui, Yan, and even Keisha widened their eyes when they read this.
Wait, you... What the hell are you talking about?
Faced with such beautiful beings, you only want to see chicken—ugh! You damn little bastard!
Hexi was also slightly stunned when she read this passage, then burst into laughter.
"Hahahahaha... As expected, this brat really is interesting!"
As for why she wasn't angry or offended despite being an angel herself...
Keisha might have an answer for that.
"When dealing with Pipi Xi, you can't look at her through the same lens as an ordinary angel—or you'll only be the one suffering."
Meanwhile, Zhixin, far away in Fei Leize, was also stunned when she saw these words. Yan and Azhui with all their feathers gone unconsciously appeared in her mind...
"Pfft... Cough, cough!"
Feeling somewhat guilty, she glanced around. Only after confirming that Sister Yan and Azhui weren't nearby did she pat her little chest and sigh in relief.
Her cheeks slightly red, she said softly:
"That's too much... How can you think like that... Angels are obviously the most beautiful and perfect creatures in the Known Universe..."
That was what she said—
But her flushed face and expression as she struggled not to laugh held not the slightest bit of persuasion.
[Xiao Xue said the angels would definitely beat me up later, and told me to pray that the first angel I met would preferably be Zhixin.]
[I don't understand. Why would the angels beat me up? I haven't even met them. How strange.]
Angel Yan clenched her fists, her gaze turning cold.
Yes... How strange indeed. We've never even met, yet I really want to have a "good" chat with you.
"Ahem." A light cough came from the direction of the throne.
"Yan."
Angel Yan relaxed her clenched fists.
"Queen Keisha."
"If you really encounter him..."
A trace of helplessness flashed through Yan's heart. Remembering the mission to make contact that the queen had issued earlier, she knew that the queen cared about this fellow named Su Bai to some extent.
She could only suppress the urge to strike him that had risen in her heart.
"Don't worry, Queen. I definitely will..."
Yan was about to say, "I'll distinguish between public and private matters and won't make things difficult for him because of my personal feelings"—
"Just don't hit him too hard."
Keisha's calm words rang out at the same time as hers.
Yan froze halfway through her sentence.
She raised her head and looked toward the dignified, imposing figure seated upon the throne, as if trying to confirm whether she had heard correctly.
Keisha merely sat there with her usual expression, as though those words of "advice" had never left her mouth.
[But if the angels really want to beat me up, then why did Xiao Xue tell me to pray that the first one I meet will be Zhixin?]
Yes, why?
Why Zhixin? Why my adorable disciple?
Azhui, Yan, Keisha, Zhixin herself, and her teacher Hexi all felt the same curiosity.
[Could it be...]
Could it be...
The women's hearts rose slightly along with the thought.
[Could it be because Zhixin is the only weak woman among the angels and isn't good at fighting?]
"Huh? Weak... weak woman?"
Zhixin's eyes went wide.
Am I... really that weak?
She was already a Third Generation Angel and even held the title of "Flame God of War"...
Well, I'm only five hundred years old, but... surely that doesn't count as being a "weak woman," right?
"Weak woman"?!
Azhui was both amused and angered.
You mean Zhixin, who advanced to the Third Generation in less than five hundred years, became a disciple of the Heaven King, and was conferred the title of Sacred Right Wing by Queen Keisha... is a weak woman?
Then what does that make me?!
[I asked Xiao Xue why it was Zhixin, but Xiao Xue wouldn't tell me. She only said I'd understand after I met an angel.]
[How annoying. I hate it when someone only says half of what they mean...]
You know it's annoying to stop halfway through a sentence, huh?!
[Still, I'm quite curious to meet them... What are the angels from the stories really like?]
Exactly, exactly. We also "really want" to meet you.
So hurry up and tell us where you are!
The angels silently chanted in their hearts.
[Xiao Xue said I'd be able to meet them very soon.]
[I don't understand why Xiao Xue seems to know everything.]
[Xiao Xue said that was only natural—she was an omnipotent system.]
[Xiao Xue lied again. She clearly said before that she was sorry for failing to protect me, but now she says she's omnipotent.]
[...I hit a sore spot, and Xiao Xue wilted again.]
[Huh? Someone's knocking?]
The diary entry stopped updating for the time being.
Qilin glanced at the time, a faint smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.
It seemed the lunch she had asked the restaurant downstairs to deliver had arrived.
As for everyone else...
Damn it, you little bastard.
Why did you log off halfway through writing again?
To hell with cliffhangers!!!
Su Bai suddenly remembered Qilin's warning.
He walked to the door but didn't open it immediately. Instead, he leaned toward the peephole and carefully looked outside.
Although his perception had already told him that the other party had set down the food, knocked, and then turned to leave...
Since Qilin had given him that warning, she must have had her reasons.
So Su Bai obediently remained by the door and carefully observed the outside through the peephole for quite some time.
Only after confirming that the corridor outside was completely empty did he finally open the door with a relieved sigh.
Several neatly arranged meal boxes sat by the entrance. Their portions were generous, and their aroma filled the air.
Su Bai bent down and picked up the meal boxes one by one. A warm sensation passed through his fingertips.
After closing the door, he placed the meal boxes on the entryway cabinet but didn't open them immediately.
Through the translucent lids, he could see slices of fatty meat soaked in bright-red chili oil, emerald-green scallions scattered over another box of rice, and a box of golden, crispy fried food. Even with the lids on, its tempting aroma couldn't be contained.
Ding ding ding.
Just then, the telephone in the room suddenly rang...
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