Chasing Me After I Became Enemies with Magical Girls

Chapter 34: Everyday Get-Together

After another round of trouble, it was nearly midnight by the time Ling Feng returned home.

"Living alone in this house, I don't feel lonely at all."

Ling Feng changed into his pajamas and lay down directly on the bed. It was not as if this had only happened once or twice. Had he gradually gotten used to it?

He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Dawn arrived. Another sleepless night!

In the early morning, sunlight still slumbered behind a thin veil of clouds. Linzhou City was shrouded in endless mist, giving it a strangely colorful appearance.

Cars by the roadside began to honk—the beeping shattered the morning's quiet.

But it did not matter much. Ling Feng had only just managed to sleep for a while when his Nokia suddenly started ringing wildly.

He fumbled for his phone by instinct, then answered the call...

"Holy crap! Ling Feng, guess what I saw last night?" Zhao Ping's excited shout came from the other end.

What was this guy babbling about so early in the morning? What did he see? A ghost?

Ling Feng was somewhat baffled. He had already slept poorly last night for some unknown reason, and now the bit of drowsiness he had finally managed to find had been interrupted again.

That voice belonged to Zhao Ping. Right, Zhao Ping had gotten into a car accident last night. Had they found the driver responsible? Ling Feng wondered.

"Anyway, come to my place when you're free later! I have something huge to tell you!"

Zhao Ping's tone was brimming with excitement, but Ling Feng simply hung up.

Meanwhile, Yuwen sat in Zhao Ping's living room. Looking at Zhao Ping across from him, he sighed deeply in regret.

Of all things, his buddy had to say that he had been in a car accident last night and then saved by some angel?

And he had called Yuwen over early in the morning, and now he wanted Ling Feng to come too. Was he sure he had not dreamed it all last night?

That was what Yuwen thought, but he did not say it aloud. They were brothers, after all. It was fine to indulge him for a bit.

"Okay, I already told him."

"We're really going to look for some white-haired angel?" Yuwen asked in surprise.

"There are even magical girls in this world. What else couldn't exist?"

Zhao Ping firmly believed it. Though his memories were somewhat blurry, he definitely remembered one thing that angelic girl had said to him.

"Transmigrate my ass. If I hadn't happened to see you while passing by, you'd be lying in a hospital by now!"

Thinking of those words, Zhao Ping unexpectedly blurted them out.

"Pfft!" Hearing all that, Yuwen could not hold back a laugh.

"Don't tell me you thought you were about to transmigrate?"

"Uh..." Zhao Ping scratched his head awkwardly. There was magic in this world, so transmigration did not seem that strange, did it?

By the time Ling Feng woke up, it was already noon. Perhaps because he had had a long dream last night, he still felt terribly sleepy even after waking.

He had not eaten breakfast, nor had he prepared lunch. Laziness was a disease. It needed treatment!

Ling Feng understood that, but honestly, he had become a little dependent on Ling Xiaoyu. Ling Xiaoyu had not been home these past two days, and Ling Feng actually felt unaccustomed to it.

At noon, Ling Feng casually cooked some instant noodles to get by. It was not until the afternoon that he arranged to meet Zhao Ping and the others at the internet café.

The final exams were clearly approaching, yet those two still acted as though they did not care.

And after hearing Zhao Ping mention angels again and again, Ling Feng remembered that he really had seen an angel last night. But what did that have to do with him?

For now, he should enjoy himself while he could. Once senior year began, he would barely have any time to play.

Sitting in his seat, Ling Feng recalled the first time he had come to an internet café. Like a thief, he had guiltily sat beside the computer and finally gotten to touch the mouse as he wished.

Yet he stared at the screen before him with a sense of loss. Those scenes that had once thrilled him now felt unbearably awkward for the first time!

Back then, Ling Feng's heart had raced so fast. He had been so scared that he had not felt any joy from getting what he wanted.

Most of all, the moment Ling Xiaoyu caught him red-handed was still vividly etched in his mind.

Chapter 35: Meeting Again

Ling Feng and the others spent a pleasant afternoon at the Imperial Internet Café.

Around evening, everyone was getting hungry, and Yuwen made a suggestion.

"Zhao Ping, how about you go out and bring back some food?"

"Bring back your sister!"

The mention of it made Zhao Ping angry. He had gotten into a car accident for no reason at all last night.

If he knew where that driver lived, Zhao Ping would definitely grab something and head over without another word.

But then again, it was because of that driver that he had met his savior. Zhao Ping thought about it for a while, then still refused.

Normally, Ling Feng and the others either made do with instant noodles or ordered delivery. Of course, did Ling Feng seriously expect to order delivery with that Nokia of his? He could only borrow money first, then use Zhao Ping's or the others' phones to place the order.

Ling Feng had just eaten instant noodles at noon, and the sight of them now made him want to throw up, so he voluntarily raised his hand and offered to get food for them.

As for the money? Naturally, they had to give it to Ling Feng first. How else was he supposed to buy anything?

A convenience store had recently opened in Linzhou Ancient City. Ling Feng had heard it was a franchise from Japan called "Meow-Meow Classroom," and it was open twenty-four hours a day.

It was not far away. After walking through several intersections, Ling Feng saw it.

The convenience store had a wide range of goods and attentive service, so plenty of people came there to shop.

Ling Feng casually picked up three boxed meals and paid for them.

The moment he stepped outside, Ling Feng saw the pink-haired girl sitting on the steps in front of the entrance.

He did not know why, but he instinctively gave her that label.

Without thinking, he walked over and sat down beside her.

"..."

"..."

They sat there without Ling Feng saying a word, both of them silent.

At last, the pink-haired girl spoke.

"I still owe you money."

"??"

Ling Feng was stunned. He really was a little confused.

"No need."

"Then... all right."

"Can I know your name?" the girl asked again. Her tone was flat, and her face was equally expressionless.

Under normal circumstances, Ling Feng would definitely have assumed she was simply poker-faced. But at this moment, he did not think so. Instead, he answered truthfully.

"Ling Feng."

"What about you?" Ling Feng asked.

The girl did not answer. Instead, she slowly rose to her feet and patted the dust from her dress, though there was no dust on it at all.

Only then did Ling Feng notice that she was wearing a light pink dress, which matched her long pink hair draped over her shoulders perfectly.

Paired with white stockings, she looked more adorable than purely beautiful. It would be better if she had some expression, Ling Feng silently judged.

"I understand."

"Are you in a bad mood?" Ling Feng could not help asking.

"Why do you say that? Do I look like I'm in a bad mood?" the girl replied faintly.

"Because you always have such a cold expression."

"I..."

Seeing that the girl did not want to talk about it, Ling Feng did not press further. Carrying the food, he sensibly left.

Though they had only spoken for a few minutes, quite a few passersby had gathered to watch, mostly because of the girl's breathtaking beauty.

Ling Feng even suspected that she might be some kind of celebrity. In terms of temperament alone, she utterly outclassed the girls in his class.

They were clearly around the same age, perhaps only first- or second-year high school students. Why was her disposition so cold? That was what Ling Feng wondered about as well.

Not long after Ling Feng left, the girl received a call.

"Hello, my young lady, where are you now? Have you had enough fun?"

"I don't know."

Even when speaking to someone she knew, the girl's tone remained cold and calm, devoid of emotion. The person on the other end seemed accustomed to it and continued.

"What kind of answer is that?" The girl on the other end of the call was baffled.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that for now. Did you deliver the letter? You have to personally hand it to the president of the Linzhou Magic Association. Revealing it beforehand could cause unnecessary trouble."

"They weren't there," the girl answered.

"This... Then put it aside for now. I'm over at Linzhou Plaza. There's another performance tonight, so don't forget, my young lady."

"Mm."

The person on the other end was an exceptionally cute girl.

She had purple eyes, gently arched brows, long eyelashes, and flawless fair skin with a faint rosy flush. Her delicate lips resembled tender rose petals.

A short pinkish-purple cape jacket further accentuated her petite and adorable figure.

"Su Xiaoxiao, over here! Did you make the call?"

"I know! I called!"

Though Su Xiaoxiao had long grown accustomed to the girl's coldness, she still felt deeply sorry for her.

The young lady had never known how to express her emotions since childhood, and she had suffered greatly because of it.

Even so, she had never uttered a word of complaint, as though all of it were simply natural.

It was a pity that such a beautiful and kind-hearted girl remained unmoved even by the eager devotion of countless young heirs from wealthy families.

Chapter 36: Study Materials?

Linzhou City

Dragon Soaring High School

Class 1, Grade 11 Classroom

Today was Monday, one of the few remaining days they had to review.

The atmosphere was rather tense. Everyone was reviewing their textbooks, so the entire class was much quieter than usual.

Their homeroom teacher, Liu Yan, sat at the podium. Seeing the tense study atmosphere throughout the classroom, she nodded in satisfaction.

Under normal circumstances, her class was frequently singled out and criticized by the school leadership. The main problem was that too many of the kids were unruly and impossible to manage. Sigh, being a teacher these days was not easy.

At that moment, Ling Feng sat at his desk studying seriously. As the teacher had said before, he was cramming at the last minute, but Ling Feng did not care.

Meanwhile

Class 2, Grade 11

Zhao Ping had already learned from Qiu Yun'er that the benefactor who had saved him was Astral Mark Girl.

Though he usually enjoyed watching pretty girls in JK uniforms on Douyin and Kuaishou, this was different.

He had heard that she possessed powerful abilities just like magical girls.

Beside him, Yuwen saw Zhao Ping spacing out and reached over to nudge his arm, reminding him about what was behind him.