No Dating Too Young

7:00 p.m.

Living room.

Three dishes and a soup steamed on the dining table.

The atmosphere was warm and peaceful.

Molly and Moyan sat facing each other, each holding a bowl of white rice.

Molly ate with great relish.

But Moyan, sitting across from her, seemed somewhat distracted.

Her gaze wandered as she occasionally sneaked a glance at Molly, then quickly lowered her head and picked at the rice in her bowl, which she had barely touched.

"What's wrong?"

Molly set down her chopsticks. Seeing how absentminded her younger sister looked, she furrowed her brows slightly and asked worriedly,

"Is the food not to your liking? Or did someone at school give you a hard time?"

"N-No!"

Like a startled rabbit, Moyan's eyes darted around, and even her words came out stammering.

She hurriedly lowered her head and stuffed a large mouthful of rice into her mouth, her heart heavy with worry.

She had killed someone.

This afternoon, she had killed two people.

Would her sister think she was a monster?

Would she despise her?

All kinds of thoughts circled through her mind, leaving her unable to sit still.

"..."

Molly looked at her sister's pale face and knew that something was weighing on her mind.

But since Moyan did not want to talk about it, she did not press her.

Everyone had their own secrets. Molly believed that when her sister was ready to talk, she would naturally tell her.

After a long while, Moyan finally gathered her courage. She raised her head to look at Molly, her voice trembling slightly.

"Sis..."

"What is it?" Molly looked at her.

"If..."

Moyan's voice grew softer and softer.

"If one day, I became a monster, what would you think of me?"

Molly froze for a moment, then her eyes softened with quiet resolve.

"No matter what you become, you'll still be my beloved little sister."

"As long as you haven't done anything truly evil, I'll stay by your side."

"Even if you really take the wrong path, as your sister, I'll pull you back and correct your mistakes."

Those few simple words were like a warm current flowing straight into Moyan's heart.

Looking at Molly's gentle smile, Moyan's nose stung.

She hurriedly lowered her head and nodded hard.

"Mm!"

The huge weight in her heart finally fell away.

So her sister would not despise her.

So her sister would always stay with her.

Moyan gradually calmed down.

She picked up her chopsticks and began eating, her appetite improving considerably.

After taking a few bites, she seemed to remember something. She raised her head again, looking at Molly with some guilt, and carefully asked,

"Sis, do you... do you have a boy you like?"

Molly was stunned when she heard that.

She raised an eyebrow at her sister, puzzled.

Why was she suddenly asking this?

Could it be that her sister had taken a liking to some boy at school?

Or had some yellow-haired punk been pestering her?

She set down her chopsticks, shook her head, and answered seriously,

"No."

"I simply don't have time to think about that kind of nonsense."

Then her tone shifted. Her expression turned stern as she looked at Moyan and warned her solemnly,

"Oh, right. You're still in middle school, so no dating too young!"

"Especially those boys with dyed yellow hair who ride loud motorcycles and wander the streets all day. Stay away from them, understand?"

"Most of those people are no good."

Hearing that her sister did not have a boy she liked, Moyan immediately felt greatly relieved and let out a deep breath.

Her tense shoulders relaxed as well.

Seeing how serious her sister was, she nodded obediently.

"Mm-hmm!"

Seeing her sister smile again, Molly was finally at ease.

After dinner, Molly stood up and said,

"I'm going back to my room. Take your time eating."

"Mm." Moyan nodded.

As she watched her sister's back disappear through the bedroom door, the smile on Moyan's face gradually faded.

Just then, Lilith suddenly appeared beside her and said with a mischievous grin,

"Little Moyan, how was it? Your first time killing someone didn't feel very good, did it?"

Moyan looked up at Lilith. After a moment of silence, she softly said,

"I was scared at first. Now... I feel much better."

"That's good."

Lilith raised an eyebrow, then gave a wicked smile.

"But are you really not considering planting a Monster Demon Brand on your sister?"

"She may not have a boy she likes now, but who knows whether she'll meet one in the future?"

"If some other boy runs off with her then, it'll be too late for you to cry."

Moyan said,

"I already said I won't do that."

"My sister treats me so well. I can't use such despicable means to bind her freedom."

"I believe my sister won't leave me."

"Tch, you're so stubborn."

Lilith curled her lips, looking thoroughly bored.

"Fine, fine."

"I've said everything I needed to say. When you regret it, don't come looking for me."

With that, Lilith's figure flashed, and she disappeared again.

Moyan looked at the empty space beside her and sighed softly.

She cleared away the dishes, carried the plates into the kitchen, and began washing them.

Water rushed from the faucet, washing away the grease on the dishes.

Moyan washed carefully, but her mind was occupied with whether she should tell Pale about the people she had killed that afternoon.

After all, Pale was a magical girl. She should be able to understand, right?

Time flew by, and before she knew it, it was 10:55 p.m.

Inside Molly's bedroom, sword light flashed as the sounds of blades cutting through the air rang out without pause.

Molly sheathed her sword and stood still, breathing lightly. Fine beads of sweat covered her forehead.

With a thought, the Proficiency Panel appeared before her.

[Fifth-Tier Basic Swordsmanship: 330/10000]

Looking at the number on the panel, Molly could not help sighing.

In nearly five hours, she had only gained a little over three hundred proficiency points.

This was far too slow!

At this rate, breaking through to the sixth tier would probably take a week, perhaps even longer.

"Actual combat still improves it faster."

Molly muttered under her breath, her eyes filled with longing.

Right now, she desperately wanted a fight.

First, she could test just how powerful the sword intent she had newly comprehended was.

Second, she could raise her proficiency quickly.

She even found herself missing those Monster Demons.

If a few Monster Demons could pop up right now and let her practice on them, that would be perfect.

"First day without Monster Demons. I miss them."

Molly shook her head, tossing those unrealistic thoughts aside.

She glanced at the time on her phone. It was already 10:55 p.m.

"Time to replenish my sister's magic."