Kun Chi and the Angels

Chapter 12: Kun Chi and the Angels [Xiao Xue said I'm a genius.]

[That goes without saying—even if Xiao Xue hadn't said it, I knew I was a genius~]

Reading this far, almost every woman present could feel the deep helplessness radiating from Xiao Xue.

[Xiao Xue asked me again: "Since the great genius doesn't believe in angels and demons, thinking they only exist in stories, then how do you explain your 'superpowers that only exist in stories'? And earlier, when I mentioned the Demon Queen Morgana, you didn't refute me."]

[Mmm... Xiao Xue has a point... So, do demons and angels really exist in this world?]

Azhui proudly lifted her chin:

Of course~ We angels aren't just things in stories; we're real!

[If I remember correctly... angels all seem to have a pair of pure white wings, right?]

[In most stories, angels are beautiful beings with a pair of white feathered wings and a kind heart...]

Angel Yan's lips pressed together slightly, a trace of smugness flickering in her eyes:

Mmm~ Since your perception is fairly accurate, I'll let the debt for teasing me earlier slide for now.

On the throne, Keisha felt a faint ripple of amusement in her heart.

So it seems this little one's impression of angels... is actually pretty good.

[Then... what would they look like if all the feathers fell off their wings? Would they be like chicken wings?]

[Mmm, bald chicken wings paired with beautiful angels... seems a bit mismatched. But I'd still love to see it—it'd definitely be strange, and I could laugh for a long time~]

Reading this, Azhui, Yan, and even Keisha all widened their eyes.

Wait, you... what in the world are you even saying?

Faced with such a beautiful existence, all you can think about is chicken—bah! You wretched little brat!

Hexi paused at this passage too, then burst into loud laughter:

"Hahahaha... As expected, this kid is really interesting!"

As for why she, being an angel herself, didn't feel anger or offense...

On that, Keisha might give you the answer:

"When dealing with Pipi Xi, you can't judge her by ordinary angel standards—otherwise, you'll only be the one to lose."

Meanwhile, on Fei Leize, Zhixin also froze at these words, her mind involuntarily conjuring the image of Yan and Azhui with all their feathers gone...

"Pfft... cough, cough!"

She glanced around guiltily, making sure Sister Yan and Azhui weren't nearby, then patted her small chest in relief.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she whispered:

"How mean... how can he think like that... clearly angels are the most beautiful, most perfect beings in the known universe..."

That said—

Her reddened face and the expression of barely suppressed laughter had absolutely no convincing power.

[Xiao Xue said I'll definitely get beaten up by angels later, and told me to pray that the first angel I meet is Zhixin.]

[I don't understand why an angel would want to beat me up. I've never even met them. How strange.]

Angel Yan clenched her fist, her gaze turning cold.

Yes... how strange indeed. We've never met, yet I really want to have a "nice" chat with you.

"Cough." A light cough came from the direction of the throne.

"Yan."

Angel Yan loosened her clenched fist.

"Queen Keisha."

"If you do meet him..."

A trace of helplessness passed through Yan's heart—remembering the contact mission the Queen had assigned earlier, she knew the Queen cared about this Su Bai fellow to some extent.

She could only suppress the urge to act.

"Don't worry, my Queen. I will certainly—"

Yan was about to say "I will keep public and private matters separate and won't make things difficult for him out of personal feelings"—

"Just don't go too hard."

Keisha's calm words rang out simultaneously with hers.

Yan froze mid-sentence, her entire body going still.

She looked up at the dignified, imposing figure on the throne, as if trying to confirm whether she'd heard wrong.

But Keisha simply sat there with her usual composure, as if that "advice" had never been spoken.

[But if the angels really are going to beat me up, why should I pray that the first one I meet is Zhixin?]

Yes, why?

Why is it Zhixin / me / my adorable disciple?

Azhui, Yan, Keisha, Zhixin herself, and her teacher Hexi all shared the same curiosity.

[Could it be...]

Could it be...

The women's hearts lifted slightly in unison.

[Could it be that among the angels, only Zhixin is actually a weak woman, not good at fighting?]

Huh? Weak... weak woman?

Zhixin's eyes went wide.

Herself... was she really that weak?

Wasn't she already a Third Generation Angel, with the title "God of War of Blazing Flames"...

Hmm, though she was only five hundred years old, she shouldn't count as a "weak woman," right?

"Weak woman"?!

Azhui was so angry she laughed.

--You mean to say, that Zhixin, who advanced to Third Generation Angel in under five hundred years, became a disciple of the Heavenly King, and was granted the title Sacred Right Wing by Queen Keisha... is a weak woman?

Then what did that make her, Azhui?!

[I asked Xiao Xue why it was Zhixin, but Xiao Xue wouldn't tell me, only saying I'd understand once I met the angels.]

[So annoying, this feeling of half-told stories...]

--And you know how annoying half-told stories are!

[But still, I kind of want to meet them... what are the angels in the story really like?]

Right, right, right, we "really want" to meet you too.

--So, hurry up and tell us where you are!

The angels silently muttered in their hearts.

[Xiao Xue said we'd meet soon.]

[I don't understand why Xiao Xue seems to know everything.]

[Xiao Xue said it's only natural—she's the all-powerful system.]

[Xiao Xue's lying again. Just before, she said she was sorry, that she failed to protect me, and now she says she's all-powerful.]

[...Xiao Xue got caught by me and wilted again.]

[Huh? Someone's knocking?]

The diary entry paused here for now.

Qilin checked the time, a faint smile curling at the corner of her lips.

It seemed the lunch she'd ordered from the restaurant downstairs had arrived.

As for the others...

Damn it, that little bastard.

Why does he always stop writing halfway and log off?

Chapter-cutters deserve to die a miserable death!!!

( Just then, Su Bai remembered Qilin's instructions.

He walked to the door, didn't open it right away, but pressed his eye to the peephole, looking out carefully.

Though his perception had already told him the person had set down the items, knocked, and turned to leave...

But since Qilin had instructed him so, there must be a reason.

So Su Bai obediently pressed against the door, peering through the peephole, observing intently for a good while.

Only after confirming the hallway outside was completely empty did he feel at ease to open the door.

There, neatly placed at the doorstep, were several meal boxes, fragrant and generously portioned.

Su Bai bent down and picked up the meal boxes one by one, a warm sensation reaching his fingertips.

Closing the door, he set the boxes on the entryway cabinet but didn't open them right away.

Through the semi-transparent lids, he could see bright red chili oil soaking slices of meat with alternating fat and lean, green scallions sprinkled over another box of rice, and a box of golden, crispy fried items—even with the lid on, the tempting aroma couldn't be blocked.

Ring ring ring

Just then, the phone inside the room suddenly rang...

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