After Becoming Enemies with Magical Girls, They Started Chasing Me Instead

After school at noon, Qiu Yun'er insisted on going to Ling Feng's house, so she rushed over almost the moment school let out.

Just thinking about holding hands with the boy she liked, walking through bustling streets, and traveling together on the way to and from school made her feel wonderful.

Ideals were beautiful, but reality was cruel. Just as Ling Feng was still agonizing over how to deal with her when facing her older sister, Lan Xinyu and the others had already surrounded him.

There were four of them this time, with Tang Xiaohua joining them. Ling Feng hadn't expected them to become so familiar with one another after only one morning. Judging by Tang Ling's expression, it was obvious she had played matchmaker.

Ling Feng had barely risen, ready to make a run for it, when Lan Xinyu stopped him again with one hand.

To be honest, Ling Feng had liked her a little before he learned she was a Magical Girl. Her looks were exactly his type: classic long black hair. It was just that her personality was too domineering for him to handle.

It was Tang Xiaohua's first time seeing this scene, so she had no idea what was going on. Tang Ling hurriedly explained it to her, and once she understood, Tang Xiaohua looked at Ling Feng with an amused glint in her eyes.

The meaning was obvious. I couldn't tell. You sure have a lot of admirers.

Qiu Yun'er frowned slightly. Another opponent? She had not called over her best friend because she had assumed she would not be an opponent. Even now, Qiu Yun'er's arm still faintly hurt. Her expression turned grave, but she showed no intention of backing down.

Ling Feng seemed to notice this. He whispered a few words into Qiu Yun'er's ear, and she nodded, turning her gaze toward Lan Xinyu and the others.

"If you've got the guts, let's duel at South Mountain Park tonight."

Tang Ling and the others were slightly surprised by Qiu Yun'er's words. Tang Ling immediately agreed. She loved duels most of all, and she happened to be short on points lately.

"The loser pays 500 points."

Before Lan Xinyu could say anything, Tang Ling had already made the decision for all of them. Qiu Yun'er gritted her teeth and agreed. She had worked hard to save up so many points; if she lost, they would be gone.

Qiu Yun'er looked at Ling Feng. He had told her he would help her find an ally. All I can do now is trust Ling Feng.

A Destiny Sign holder could collect 10 points every day. Defeating one could also earn varying amounts of points, starting from 10. If someone killed their opponent, they could obtain all of the opponent's points, unless the opponent willingly gave them away.

As for murder and arson, these Magical Girls were not capable of such things. They were all classmates, after all. At most, they had a few conflicts.

In the end, everyone's gaze fell on Ling Feng. He was the only ordinary person there. He had not thought much about it before, but now Qiu Yun'er remembered what Ling Feng had said. What kind of ally could he possibly find for her?

"I... I didn't hear anything. You're not going to silence me, are you?"

"Hehe, you tell me."

Tang Ling and Tang Xiaohua laughed almost at the same time. Only the class monitor comforted him, saying it was no big deal if one more person knew. Nearly the whole class knew about Magical Girls by now anyway.

The Winter of That Year~

With the matter settled, Ling Feng was finally able to get away.

Come to think of it, why did Magical Girls and Astral Mark Girls have to fight? Could they not just live peacefully together? Or become friends?

Ling Feng could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought. Everyone was simply following the prompts on their Destiny Signs. Could someone be controlling things behind the scenes?

The thought made Ling Feng shudder. The sign displayed a final countdown, and there was only a limited amount of time left before it ended. What would happen once the countdown reached zero?

Ling Feng had asked other Astral Mark Girls before. One had said the countdown had been there ever since she obtained her Destiny Sign three years ago, but few people paid any attention to it. Would there be a great war?

Ling Feng shook his head and stopped thinking about it. What mattered now was handling the immediate problem. The ally he had promised Qiu Yun'er was naturally himself. Otherwise, where would a lone wolf like Ling Feng find an ally?

Ling Xiaoyu had just messaged Ling Feng, saying his cousin Ling Wanqing was coming over and would be spending the Spring Festival here too, so they could hang out together then.

"I didn't expect her to come over. I just used her identity, and now she's coming."

Ling Feng actually did not want his cousin to come over, because she was the only person who knew he was an Astral Mark Girl.

As for why she knew, that was another sad story.

Back then, Ling Feng had locked himself in his room, preparing to go to an appointment. Just after he endured the intense shame of transforming, the wardrobe suddenly shook, and a girl actually tumbled out of it. When she pushed herself up, their eyes met.

That was when Ling Feng truly understood what it meant to be red with shame and endure humiliation.

Although Ling Feng's face had been flushed with embarrassment, he was also furious. Ling Wanqing had actually been hiding inside the wardrobe in his room!

Ling Wanqing had naturally seen it too. She had watched Ling Feng's entire transformation through a crack in the wardrobe door! Though she was somewhat surprised, she slowly got up from the floor with a mischievous grin.

"I discovered a huge secret. I never thought you were an Astral Mark Girl too, Brother. From now on, let's protect world peace together!"

That was right. Ling Feng had never expected Ling Wanqing to be an Astral Mark Girl too. Fortunately, she had not revealed Ling Feng's identity afterward, and she was soon called back home by her family.

Ling Feng's memories of Ling Wanqing still remained in their childhood.

At night, wind and snow wandered the streets in confusion, like lost lambs unable to find their way home.

Cars, horses, flowing traffic, and dazzling lights reflected the city's prosperity, as though they were driving away the bone-deep cold of the night.

"Sir, please buy a nuclear bomb! Sir, don't go! I haven't eaten for days, sir. Please have pity on me, sir! Sir!"

The little girl dejectedly walked back from the road, her expression gloomy. She tucked her hands in and returned to the corner by the wall, curling up and shivering.

The sky seemed faintly angry, and the snow gradually grew heavier. "Whoosh, whoosh..." The wind howled like a lonely ghost, as though calling for something.

The little girl shivered in the cold wind, her lips frozen purple and her teeth chattering. She could not help thinking of her grandmother. She thought of the fireplace at home, blazing like flames and warm as spring when her grandmother was alive; of the juicy turkey always on the table during holidays; of the colorful clothes her grandmother bought her for Christmas... She missed her grandmother so much.

Poor little girl! Cold and hungry, she trembled as she walked forward.

Snowflakes fell onto her shit-green long hair. Her hair was tied into Old Eight's Secret Little Hamburger and draped over her shoulders. She looked beautiful, but she did not notice. Every window glowed with light, and the scent of Oligee drifted from above. It was New Year's Eve—she could never forget it.

Suddenly, the little girl remembered what the only person who loved her, her grandmother, had told her while she was alive: firing this nuclear bomb would let her see Grandma.

That day, the entire village saw her grandmother.

—An Tusheng

"Phew, I'm done. Are you asleep?"

Beside her, a handsome little boy with a childish face wearily raised his head. He glanced at the girl lying in bed and spoke weakly.

"Not yet, Brother Xiaofeng. Tell me another one."

"Damn it, I've been telling you stories from ten-thirty last night until three in the morning. Don't I need sleep!? I still have class tomorrow morning. Why are you still... Forget it. I don't care whether you sleep or not. I'm done for anyway."

About Ling Wanqing

Ling Feng planned to ask Ling Xiaoyu for a Voice-Changing Pill during lunch.

He actually wanted to give up. What if the effect lasted another two days? That would be terrible. But if he did not use it, where would he find an ally? He had personally promised Qiu Yun'er.

"A man must keep his word. How could he take it back?"

In the end, Ling Feng still chose this path. If Ling Wanqing were here, he could simply push her out there, but she would not be coming for several more days.

As he thought about it, Ling Feng shook his head again.

No, even if she came, what could she do? Ling Feng knew her personality all too well. Blade in one hand, knife in the other, she would absolutely fight those Magical Girls to the death.

Once, Ling Feng had taken Ling Wanqing to fight several Magical Girls. In the end, Ling Wanqing forcibly fought one of them to a draw, then exchanged points for a healing potion and continued fighting.

After getting covered in injuries, Ling Wanqing stood up again through sheer willpower.

When that Magical Girl saw her take out another healing potion, she truly wanted to cry but had no tears. Who fought like this? She immediately admitted defeat.

Admitting defeat would have been fine, but Ling Wanqing would not let her surrender! She insisted on fighting to the death and scared the girl into tears, leaving her sitting on the ground with tears in her eyes.

Ling Feng had been the one to pull Ling Wanqing back in the end, and he even compensated those Magical Girls with his own points.

Because Ling Feng felt it was his own fault for bringing this lunatic along.

What had Ling Wanqing said back then?

"Come on! Today, either you die or I die!"

"Big Sis, don't stop me! I can still fight!"

"Big Sis, why are you giving them points? They lost, didn't they?!"

"Ow, that hurts! Big Sis, why did you hit me? What did I do wrong?"

At the dining table, Ling Feng had to go through a round of sophistry—no, explanation—before he got a Voice-Changing Pill from Ling Xiaoyu.

Ling Xiaoyu wore a wicked grin the entire time.

Had her little brother finally figured things out? Yuri was not impossible. Should she try sibling romance? Sister romance? Sure enough, the internet said crossdressing only happened once or countless times.

Sitting beside her, Ling Feng looked aggrieved. What improper thoughts was his older sister having again? Just from Ling Xiaoyu's expression, Ling Feng knew it was definitely nothing good.

"What are you laughing about?"

"Uh, no, nothing. You're overthinking it."

"..."

Ling Feng ignored her and turned to leave. He planned to go upstairs and catch up on some sleep first. After all, there would be a great battle tonight.

They had many reasons to fight. Ling Feng was merely one of them. If she absolutely had to pick one reason, then: she was an Astral Mark Girl!? She was a Magical Girl?! Was that enough?

Watching Ling Feng walk away, Ling Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that she had vowed to maintain the image of a perfect lady in front of him.

"Sigh, there aren't many caring, virtuous wives and mothers like me left in this world. Xiaofeng, and you still don't know how to cherish me."

Ling Xiaoyu rarely puffed out her cheeks as she complained gloomily.

The afternoon hours lacked both the rising sun and vitality of dawn, as well as the grandeur and magnificence of sunset. Yet they possessed a warm, jade-like radiance, neither loud nor flamboyant, quietly bidding farewell to dawn and welcoming dusk.

The afternoon classes were much the same as usual, except they were far noisier, filled with chatter and discussion.

On the school forum, countless posts about Magical Girls were being shared. By now, almost the entire school knew about Magical Girls, especially since everyone knew there was one in Class 1 of the second year. Many students came specifically to see what a Magical Girl looked like.

As for Tang Xiaohua herself, she could not have been more proud. The class monitor and vice class monitor could barely keep order, while Ling Feng simply sat quietly in his seat, calmly watching her show off.

President of the Linzhou City Magical Girl Association

At this time, the sun gradually tilted westward, and the clouds beside it were dyed red. The sky was filled with rosy clouds, a sight that made one's heart yearn.

The sun sank lower and lower, and the evening glow began to fade. By the time Ling Feng returned home, it was already around six or seven in the evening.

Ling Feng calculated the time. Next week would be the final exams.

To Ling Feng, exams did not really matter. His grades were only average in class, and he would probably attend an ordinary university in the future.

If he could find a pretty girlfriend along the way, that would naturally be even better.

But!

As an Astral Mark Girl, Ling Feng felt that the course of his future destiny would change somewhat as well.

In his room, Ling Feng carefully used tweezers to remove a tiny piece from the Voice-Changing Pill.

In theory, as long as he ate less of it, the effect should be weaker too. Having made up his mind, Ling Feng acted. It was the same as before.

After swallowing it, he turned into that one-meter-sixty... No, why did he feel shorter? Realizing something was wrong, Ling Feng hurriedly grabbed a ruler and measured himself.

"Damn, one meter fifty-nine!?"

Why had he gotten shorter again this time? Ling Feng practically wanted to cry.

She remembered that the first time she used it, only her voice had changed. Then, time after time, aside from feeling weaker, her height, appearance, and voice had all been changing.

"What kind of principle is this?"

Ling Feng was still troubled, but she needed to go downstairs now because Qiu Yun'er had messaged her that she was almost here.

When Ling Feng opened the bedroom door, she saw Ling Xiaoyu standing outside with a bright smile, and had no idea what she was up to again.

"Xiaofeng, shouldn't you change into something nicer before going out to meet your classmates?" Ling Xiaoyu said seriously.

"No."

"Put on my clothes first."

"No."

"Come on."

"No... Damn it, I'm just going out to a gathering. I really don't need to!"

Seeing Ling Feng's intense reaction, Ling Xiaoyu gave her no chance at all. Unless she dressed Ling Feng up beautifully, Ling Xiaoyu had no intention of letting her leave.

Just like that, Ling Feng was dragged directly into Ling Xiaoyu's room. It was not that Ling Feng did not want to resist—she simply could not resist at all!