I Can Grant You a Wish, a Very Small One

"You pervert! Do you want to take my underwear too!"

Ling roared fiercely in Fang Ran's mind, standing on the moral high ground and severely despising Fang Ran's cross-dressing behavior.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Fang Ran quickly replied, planning to put down Xia Yao's clothes, but before he could let go, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

Damn it!

If he put them down, what would he wear!

"Are you an idiot! Your appearance has changed, can't you conjure clothes?! As expected, you're still a pervert!"

Ling's speechless roar echoed in Fang Ran's mind.

Fang Ran was in tears. Yes, my appearance has changed, why can't I conjure a piece of clothing!

He sighed inwardly, then casually threw down Xia Yao's sexy black lace suspender underwear, and closed his eyes to avoid seeing anything he shouldn't.

"Huh? Why aren't you wearing anything?"

Xia Yao looked strangely at the silver-haired girl in front of her, and before she could finish speaking, she saw a sight that made her stop breathing for a moment.

The golden rectangular light turned into electric light and dissipated in the hands of the silver-haired girl named 'Cube'. Then, a circular vortex of air swirled up at her feet, wrapping around her body like a gust of wind. After the wind vortex dissipated, a set of clothes had appeared on her.

The same clothes as the ones she was wearing.

Xia Yao's mouth slightly opened, and she was stunned for a moment, blinking her eyes and looking at this scene in disbelief.

Then she heard the girl in front of her sigh slightly:

"Fortunately, it's not a skirt..."

"You..."

Xia Yao looked at her, feeling like she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Uh..."

Then she saw the silver-haired girl in front of her casually scratching her hair, looking a little troubled and a little relieved, and she looked at her as if she didn't know how to explain, saying:

"Well... don't be surprised, you... just treat it as a dream."

"A dream?"

Xia Yao murmured in disbelief, her expression a little dazed, then as if she thought of something, she tightly pursed her lips and took a step back, swaying slightly.

"Let's go, I'll clear her memory of tonight, and I'll settle the score with you when we get home!"

Ling's voice sounded in Fang Ran's mind, and Fang Ran's face immediately turned bitter. Then he opened the door, ready to leave, but when he inadvertently turned his head.

He saw Xia Yao looking at him the whole time, with a strange emotion in her eyes, which seemed like...

Desire.

So, as if possessed, Fang Ran stopped, turned around, and then sighed and said:

"I can grant you one wish, but it's a very small one."

Hearing this, Ling immediately frowned and asked in his mind:

"What are you going to do now?"

But when Xia Yao heard this, a magnificent light immediately burst forth in her eyes. She hesitantly took a step forward, even she herself felt how absurd and unreal the scene was at this moment.

But something in her heart made her speak with a hint of unrealistic fantasy.

Like a young girl making a wish to an unknown witch.

"Then, Cube, can you..."

Speaking up to this point with a trembling voice, Xia Yao felt that this moment was incredibly like a fairy tale. She had just been practicing dance as usual today, why did it suddenly become like this?

Even she herself felt it was impossible and forced a smile, saying something she felt was incredibly absurd.

"Let me see my mother again?"

After speaking, Xia Yao's tall figure was inexplicably a little lonely, clenching her hands tightly.

Is this a dream?

Am I dreaming?

Xia Yao's eyes held a heartbreaking glimmer of hope as she stared at the silver-haired girl in front of her.

Well, she won't remember it anyway.

"It's still within a relatively small range, I guess."

Fang Ran drew out The Shadow and The Illusion, then used magic. The two cards flew out of the deck. Seeing the magic take effect, he walked out, not forgetting to gently close the door.

Only Xia Yao was left standing there in a daze.

Suddenly, she felt someone behind her. She trembled and turned around with anticipation, afraid that her hope would be dashed.

The person behind her looked just as they did ten years ago.

Bitterness surged, tears, nostalgia, grievance, and, reluctance to part.

All flooded Xia Yao's heart. She cried like a child, wanting to hug the woman she could now only see in photos.

The woman who used to wash her clothes and cook for her, help her comb her hair and wash her face, and take her into the Dance Studio.

She called out that incredibly familiar word that she hadn't spoken in ten years.

"Mom!!!"

"Mom!"

"Mom!!"

Xia Yao called out repeatedly, as if afraid, as if compensating. The woman smiled gently at her, reaching out to stroke her head. Xia Yao wanted to reach out, but before she could realize that the illusion in front of her couldn't be touched at all, Psychokinesis struck, and Xia Yao fainted.

With a flicker of light, Ling slowly floated down, watching the illusion of Xia Yao's mother slowly dissipate into two cards and chase out the window.

In the data space, she rubbed her temples in annoyance, muttering helplessly:

"Really, for this bastard to do such a superfluous thing, how am I supposed to proceed now..."

He always had this kind of superfluous emotional insight in these superfluous places.

She clearly thought he was a heartless idiot.

She pulled clothes over Xia Yao, thoughtfully sealed the broken window with Psychokinesis, and locked the door to ensure the safety of the room when she woke up.

Ling flew outside, her mood suddenly a little irritable, vaguely remembering something that happened in a small village in Europe a century ago.

But before she could feel sad for a moment, Ling suddenly realized...

Where did that guy Fang Ran go?!

Ling was so angry that all her emotion was gone. She chased after him and flew out, shouting directly in Fang Ran's mind:

"Fang Ran, you bastard!! I haven't settled things with you from before! Where do you think you're running off to!!!"

The guy who was frantically escaping using The Float, planning to stay in the dorm for a night to avoid the storm, immediately fell from mid-air.

"Kneel!"

In Fang Ran's rental room, Ling roared!

Fang Ran immediately knelt obediently on the bed, looking like 'I admit my mistake, please be lenient'.

"Honestly! Explain! What's with the Night Crow?! What exactly did you do! You provoked so many people at once!!"

Ling asked Fang Ran, biting each word!

"Uh... well... um... that... like that..."

Fang Ran stammered, his words unclear.

"Stop stammering! Hurry up and tell me!" Ling asked fiercely.

"Um... can I not say?"

Fang Ran widened his eyes, trying hard to make himself look cuter.

This wasn't Fang Ran trying to act cute, it was really...

He couldn't say it!!

"Debt must be repaid, murder... life for a life!"

"You! None of you can escape!!"

"Ordinary people! Can go crazy too!!!!"

A cold-faced revenge, dressed in black, flying through the night, chasing and killing people throughout the city to avenge a guy who wasn't dead at all.

This kind of explosively embarrassing chuunibyou experience...

How could I possibly say it!!

I originally thought I had graduated from chuunibyou, but it turns out everything was just my illusion!

"What do you think?"

Ling's voice became incredibly eerie and terrifying. Fang Ran immediately felt that the power bank in front of him had turned into a monster with a gaping maw!

The quick-witted Fang Ran felt that at a time like this, he had to save himself!

He had to come up with something to distract his angry Summoned Beast!

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Fang Ran's head!

That's right! Didn't he get a piece of equipment?!

Thinking of this, Fang Ran hurriedly summoned the interface, then smiled fawningly at Ling as if presenting a treasure to the Empress Dowager:

"Right! I actually won, look, I even got a piece of equipment!"

With that, Fang Ran quickly opened the interface. Six grids were very conspicuous on the light blue system interface, and a deep black long coat quietly existed in the second grid. Fang Ran tapped it with his finger, and the name of that Night Artifact immediately popped up.

[Night Artifact ZXC9-A - Night Pilgrimage Belonging to the Thoughts and Memories on the Shoulders of the God-King]

Damn, huh? Wasn't it called Night Crow?

Fang Ran was still wondering why the name had changed, but he found that his goal seemed to have been achieved. The power bank had successfully calmed its anger.

But because of the power bank, Fang Ran couldn't see Ling's expression,

Because,

In the data space, Ling's expression

slowly froze.

Finally got through three full days of classes, but the author looked at the falling collection and frozen reviews, and sighed.

There will be another chapter in a bit.

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