Miss Hell's Interview Recording! (Two-in-One)

Taiping Prefecture, night.

Mo Jin'an pulled over by the roadside and got out, carrying the things his younger siblings had asked him to buy. They clattered as he rang the doorbell.

"Big brother's back."

Bai Xiaoxiao opened the door and called out to Mo Zhen and Mo Xiaochuan.

The other two were playing Street Fighter 6 in front of the TV. Hearing her, Mo Zhen glanced at his nearly depleted health bar, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly, and promptly input Jamie's Super Swagger Step.

"Huh?!"

Mo Xiaochuan's eyes widened. Staring at the last sliver of his own health bar, he finished Mo Zhen off with a light punch.

Mo Zhen pursed his lips and put down the joystick.

Winning or losing didn't matter. Just tell me, did that look cool or not?

I declare Jamie the winner!

Just then, Mo Jin'an came over from behind them and swept both his younger brothers into his arms. "Tell me, did you miss me?"

"Of course!" Mo Xiaochuan nodded.

Mo Zhen, however, was momentarily speechless. Just as he was about to answer, Mo Jin'an's panel popped up right in his face.

[Name: Mo Jin'an.]

[Second identity: superhero "Red Owl".]

[Affection: 100%.]

[Danger level: A+.]

[Strength: A+.]

[Speed: A+.]

[Defense: A+.]

[Magic: E+.]

[Charm: A+.]

[Abilities: super intelligence, Gate of Truth.]

[Profile: The superhero "Red Owl", a legendary superhero who built himself up from nothing without relying on any faction. He believes laws are necessary for human civilization and adheres to his own no-killing rule.]

[Rumor has it that he once gained the Gate of Truth's recognition in the warp, obtaining strength and intelligence far beyond those of ordinary people.]

[Note: If you have a grudge against him, please don't challenge him to a fight.]

Mo Zhen was completely baffled. What is all this?

And what is the Gate of Truth? How did the warp get involved? This isn't some plot by Tzeentch, is it?

Yikes, big brother, are you really a good guy?

Seeing Mo Zhen's eyes darting around, Mo Jin'an reached out and pinched his cheek. "What are you thinking about... you're not saying bad things about me, are you?"

"Mmph..." Mo Zhen came back to his senses. "I was wondering why you suddenly came back, big brother. Didn't your law firm only give you time off on holidays before?"

Mo Jin'an let go. "Isn't it because of you two?"

"One of you went behind my back to the New European Continent to take part in the Compound Nine experiment, and the other awakened his superpowers at school and crashed into a classmate, injuring them."

Mo Zhen covered his cheek. "It was an accident, and nothing really happened to me..."

Bai Xiaoxiao nodded and chimed in:

"I think big brother's right, especially about Mo Zhen. You absolutely can't hide something that dangerous from us again."

Mo Zhen shot her a fierce glare.

Bai Xiaoxiao guiltily looked away at once. Luckily, her family had no idea she was a magical girl.

Just then, Bai Xiaoxiao received a message from Saionji Kirika and opened her phone to take a look.

Moon Studio had posted a tweet.

Moon Studio: "What questions would you like to ask our newly signed magical girl 'Hell' in her debut video? We'll be collecting the most representative questions from the comments."

The tweet had been up for less than ten minutes, but comments across multiple platforms had already passed a hundred thousand, and each highly liked comment was more explosive than the last.

Bai Xiaoxiao's expression grew serious, and she tapped at her screen:

"Miss Hell, is there someone you like?"

After sending the message, Bai Xiaoxiao looked up to see that Mo Jin'an had picked up a joystick and started a real-man showdown with Mo Xiaochuan in Street Fighter 6.

Mo Zhen took a deck of UNO cards out of the coffee table.

It was the weekend, and reunions like this were rare, so none of them felt much like sleeping.

They played video games and cards, carrying on until four or five in the morning before finally falling asleep.

The three younger ones squeezed together on the sofa.

Mo Jin'an tucked a blanket around them, then went to the villa's backyard and found Mo Chou.

He opened a can of beer and took a sip. "Dad, what plans do you have for Xiaochuan going forward?"

Mo Chou picked up a can of beer and opened it too. "I hope he'll decide for himself," he said calmly.

He knew Mo Jin'an probably wanted Mo Xiaochuan to join the Owl Group, but the same point still stood.

Mo Chou wouldn't make decisions for his children.

Before the empire's fleet arrived, he hoped his children could live freely and happily.

Mo Chou was now like a little goldfish, with none of the aura or power he had once possessed as the strongest superhero.

Mo Jin'an frowned slightly at Mo Chou's words but said nothing more.

He wanted Mo Xiaochuan to join the Owl Group so he could protect him and give him more room to grow.

Fundamentally, he just wanted to protect the three little ones.

The next day was Sunday.

Mo Zhen woke up in a daze, barely able to feel his right hand. He turned his head and discovered

that Bai Xiaoxiao had been sleeping on his arm the whole time.

"This girl..."

Mo Zhen slowly pulled his hand free and tucked the blanket around her. Then he worked his arm, went out into the backyard, and gave a gentle stretch.

Birds sang, flowers scented the air, and life was peaceful.

Beep, beep. His phone vibrated softly.

Mo Zhen took out his phone. The message was from Tang Wenjie:

Cheerful Corporate Slave: "Miss Hell, are you free today? Would it be convenient for you to come to Colossus Company to film a debut promotional video? There'll also be a Q&A."

The Q&A format meant answering questions one by one. It was the most common way to promote a magical girl's debut.

A debut promotional video like this could establish a persona and image in the audience's minds in the shortest possible time.

Mo Zhen tapped at his screen. "No problem. Send me the time and place."

"Are you free at two this afternoon? We'll have a stylist, a photographer, and a list of questions ready. All you need to do is show up."

"OK."

Mo Zhen put away his phone and went back inside.

At noon, the family grilled meat in the backyard and had a great time.

After they finished eating, Mo Jin'an left.

Mo Zhen also left home, using a visit to Little Reynolds with a classmate as an excuse. He took a taxi to the area near Colossus Group.

After getting out, he found a café, then set up a Magic Curtain in a secluded alley and transformed.

Only then did Miss Hell enter the café through the back door. She ordered a matcha latte and sent Tang Wenjie a message:

"I'm at the café by the entrance to Colossus."

"Got it."

Before long,

Tang Wenjie arrived at the café, dressed like a finance executive and carrying a document envelope. After sitting down, he handed it to Hell.

"These are the Q&A questions for later. You can look them over first, and let us know if there's anything you want changed."

As he spoke, Tang Wenjie raised a hand. "An iced Americano with an extra shot, no sugar, and two almond tofus."

The server nodded with a smile.

Hearing that, Hell couldn't help commenting, "An Americano with an extra shot and no sugar? Do you Wall Street elites have no sense of taste?"

As far as Hell was concerned, an Americano without sugar was no different from the dishwater she'd drunk in her elementary school cafeteria.

Tang Wenjie said, "It's not that I have no sense of taste. It's just that once it tastes bad enough, your brain actually starts to find it less hard to swallow."

What is this guy talking about?

A question mark appeared over Miss Hell's head. Curious, she ordered one from the server too.

When the two Americanos arrived, she took a small sip.

"Bleh...!"

It tastes awful!

Hell stuck out her tongue and hurriedly took a sip of her matcha latte. "I'm never believing you again."

Seeing the girl's disgusted expression, Tang Wenjie gave a smile only a corporate slave would understand and gestured toward the two almond tofus.

"The desserts here are all delicious. You have good taste."

"Really?"

Hell picked up a spoon and tried some.

"Mmm... not bad."

The girl's eyes flashed with pleasant surprise. The dessert did indeed taste good.

So she ate her dessert while looking over the list of questions. Partway through, she asked:

"Should I tell the truth or lie on some of these questions?"

Tang Wenjie said, "Tell the truth if it benefits you."

An expression of understanding appeared on the girl's delicate face.

After they finished dessert,

Tang Wenjie personally took Hell to Colossus Company and handed her a metal ID card.

"This card will get you to the floor our studio is on. You can keep it."

Hell nodded and accepted the metal card. It read:

[Magical girl: "Hell"]

[Superhero division: Moon Studio.]

"That's... the magical girl Manager Tang just signed, right?"

"That's right, it's her."

"She's gorgeous, even cuter than in the video. She looks like a little cat. My hands are itching to pet her head. If she hisses and bites me, I'll just count myself unlucky."

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? She's a young lady who kills without blinking. You really think she's just cute with a cold face? She's killed enough that it doesn't even stir her heart anymore!"

"Haha, no wonder the manager's so sure she'll be a hit."

While they waited for the elevator, quite a few Colossus Company employees noticed Hell. After all, she was at the center of public attention.

Besides, Tang Wenjie was standing next to her, and the agent had been in the spotlight lately.

Rumor had it that Chairman Moro had already chosen him as the next head of the superhero division, the division with the most real power in Colossus Company!

Anyone who wanted to get on his good side had better do it early.

Tang Wenjie heard some of the comments and pushed up his glasses. "Don't pay too much attention to rumors."

Hell gave a cold snort. "I never pay attention to that stuff."

On second thought, Tang Wenjie supposed that was true. If she cared what other people thought, she couldn't have chosen to gain attention by being controversial.

"Ding~"

The elevator arrived.

Tang Wenjie swiped his card and closed the doors. "Our studio is on the seventy-second floor," he told Hell. "The ninety-ninth floor has separate offices for the chief superhero, 'Peacemaker', and the chairman."

When they reached the seventy-second floor,

Mo Zhen saw Moon Studio's promotional standees, featuring the superheroes and magical girls signed to the studio.

The most famous among them were the A-rank superhero "Firebird" and the A-rank magical girl "Moon God".

Firebird's standee depicted a man whose entire body was wreathed in flames.

Moon God's standee showed a girl in a long black dress, with delicate features and a confident smile.

Tang Wenjie gestured toward Moon God's standee. "The photographer will also take two similar sets of photos of you later. They'll come in handy for joint promotions."

Hell asked, "What if I don't know how to pose?"

Tang Wenjie said, "Don't worry, there are professionals here. Besides, with your looks, you'd look good just standing there without posing at all."

Miss Hell liked the sound of that.

Suddenly curious, she asked, "Do Firebird and Moon God come to the studio often?"

Tang Wenjie shook his head. "They might not even come once in six months. Every superhero and magical girl at B-rank or above is incredibly busy, always on the go. After all, their work often involves 'global law enforcement'."

Hell nodded.

That made sense. Not every superhuman could be based in Taiping Prefecture at all times. It was more accurate to say that the commercial base of superhumans was in Taiping Prefecture.

Upon entering the studio, Tang Wenjie clapped his hands.

"Everyone, attention. Miss Hell is here. Xiaobaihe, take her to the lounge first. Photography team, get ready."

"Got it."

The people busy in the studio immediately turned their attention to Hell, and a young woman in office attire quickly jogged over.

She bowed slightly to Hell and introduced herself excitedly:

"Hello, Miss Hell. I'm Sato Sayuri. I'm responsible for the image design and styling of the magical girls in the studio."

As a member of the studio, Xiaobaihe's first impression of Hell was one of amazement.

Even she had never seen such a pretty, adorable girl in real life before.

Though the girl wore a cold expression and carried the arrogant air of a young lady from head to toe, it only made her look so endearing and cute that Xiaobaihe couldn't help wanting to get closer and poke her.

Well... I'd probably get bitten afterward, but that can't be helped. I can't just not poke her because I'm afraid of getting bitten, can I?

Tang Wenjie introduced her to Hell. "Xiaobaihe will be with you all day, handling your clothes and styling. If you need anything, you can tell her."

"Okay."

Hell nodded slightly and went to the lounge with her.

Xiaobaihe brought her tea and desserts and asked:

"Um... Miss Hell, I prepared lots of outfits for you. Would you like to try them on first? Besides your basic magical outfit, we need to shoot another look today as a second option."

As she spoke, she handed Hell a tablet. Its photo album was full of references for different models and clothes, leaving Hell dazzled.

"Put an outfit together for me. I can't be bothered to choose."

Hell handed the tablet back with one hand.

Xiaobaihe blushed and said with some excitement, "C-can I really?!"

Hell sipped her coffee and replied evenly, "You can."

Xiaobaihe immediately turned to prepare the clothes and accessories.

The thought of Miss Hell having her pictures taken in an outfit she had personally put together made Xiaobaihe hum softly.

Ever since she was little, her only interest had been magical girls.

Although it was a pity that she had gotten on in years without ever becoming a magical girl herself, she had found another path and become a fashion designer.

After some hard work, she had successfully switched jobs to Moon Studio, where she was specifically responsible for designing magical girls' outfits and looks.

Xiaobaihe treasured her job.

Hell didn't have to wait long.

Tang Wenjie's secretary, Richard, knocked softly on the door and said respectfully, "Miss Hell, we're ready."

Hell nodded and followed him to a cozy study set, where they would record her self-introduction and the Q&A segment.

"No... This style is too boring."

Tang Wenjie was talking to the planning team at a distance. He shook his head and rejected their proposal, then raised a hand as soon as he saw Hell approaching.

"Hell, let's do a trial run first. You don't need to memorize a script at all-just improvise. How does that sound?"

Hell blinked. "Okay."

Improvise...?

Xiaobaihe was fixing her hair behind her and remarked:

"You're really so cute, Miss Hell."

"Thank you."

She had given Hell so many compliments that Hell's earlobes turned red. She nodded slightly and pretended not to care.

By then, the film crew was ready. Xiaobaihe immediately stepped out of the filming area and used a camera to record behind-the-scenes footage from the side.

She wasn't the only one. Richard also had a camera and was specifically responsible for taking behind-the-scenes photos, snapping away at Hell from every angle. All of them would make excellent promotional material.

"Start."

An hour later, the entire session had been recorded, but the cameras didn't stop. Instead, they moved on to the behind-the-scenes segment.

Miss Hell finally relaxed. As she got up and headed for the lounge, she said, "Do you have any cola? I'm thirsty."

"We do!"

Richard nodded, picked up a can from a nearby table, and tossed it to Hell.

Miss Hell caught it smoothly, but an unhappy expression appeared on her delicate little face.

"Room temperature?"

She promptly threw the cola back toward Richard and called out to him:

"Get me a cold one!"

Click!

Tang Wenjie stood in front of the directors' monitor, nodding repeatedly as he watched the video freeze on the last moment of the behind-the-scenes footage. "Good, we'll use this one. No changes needed."

Richard immediately hurried off, fetched an ice-cold cola, and handed it to Hell.

Hell took the chilled can, opened it, and had a small sip. "Are you sure you can use behind-the-scenes footage like that?"

Tang Wenjie had strongly insisted on adding the cola scene.

Tang Wenjie gave her a confident smile.

"Don't worry. It'll definitely go viral."

Just as he had expected, Hell herself had a very unconventional personality.

The young lady didn't need to memorize a script. All she had to do was improvise during her debut Q&A interview.

Just imagine: the audience would watch this magical girl, famous for killing without batting an eye, trapped on a sofa and tortured by the studio's Q&A interview for much of the day, until she finally got a little angry in the behind-the-scenes footage.

It had a kind of humor that was both expected and welcome.

The contrast in this behind-the-scenes footage fit the young lady's persona perfectly and would make the people who liked her like her even more.

"Wait..."

Hell suddenly frowned. The taste in her mouth wasn't right.

The girl looked down at the cola in her hand.

"Sugar-free?!"

Do you business elites even drink sugar-free cola?

There's more?!

Tang Wenjie immediately asked the cameraman beside him, "That part, that part! Did you get it?"

The cameraman nodded repeatedly. "I got it, I got it!"

"Yes! I'll give you all bonuses later!"

Tang Wenjie clenched his fist excitedly.