In the air-conditioned living room on a midsummer afternoon, Lin Xiaolu emerged from a long session of Soul Meditation. Leaning against the sofa, she picked up her phone out of boredom.
After casually scrolling through some dull social media posts and chuckling at a few short videos, she suddenly realized something was off. Putting down her phone, she asked in confusion, "Has Moko been out for too long?"
"Relax, it has things of its own to do too."
Xia Liang lounged lazily on the sofa beside her, drawing out her words. "Didn't it say before that there'd been progress in finding prospective magical girls or something?"
"But this is way too long. Usually, it just goes out for a stroll around lunchtime, but it's almost three in the afternoon already."
Resting her chin on her hand, Lin Xiaolu pondered for a while. After some time, she looked up and abruptly reached a conclusion. "Something's strange."
"What's strange?" Xia Liang was already used to her somewhat erratic train of thought and continued asking lazily from the sofa.
"Moko is hiding something from us." Lin Xiaolu sounded certain.
"Fairies need their own privacy too. Still, I really didn't expect this. Xiao Lu, you're always arguing with Moko, but you actually care about it quite a bit, huh?" Xia Liang said in a muffled voice.
Lin Xiaolu rolled her eyes and patted the sofa cushion beside her. "You call this caring? I'm suspicious!"
"Fine, fine."
Supporting herself against the back of the sofa, Xia Liang sat up and stretched. "Hmm—if you're suspicious, then should we go take a look?"
"Wouldn't that be a bad idea? Isn't it almost time for afternoon training?"
"Just ask our senior for leave."
"How can we bother Larkspur over something like this?"
"Hmm, if you put it that