Miss Hell's sailor uniform! (Two-in-one)

Colossus Company:

After the Q&A interview came a personal photo shoot. Two sets were planned for the initial collaboration promotion.

Under Xiaobaihe and the others' guidance, Miss Hell first shot the set in her basic magical outfit: a crimson classical blouse and skirt.

This was magical girl Hell's classic outfit, her most recognizable look, and could be used for all kinds of occasions.

For the second set, Xiaobaihe had chosen a dark black sailor uniform, paired with a crimson goldfish bow tie, thick black over-the-knee socks, and burnished leather shoes.

The golden laurel leaves in her hair had also been replaced with a simple crimson ribbon tied in a bow, matching the color of her bow tie.

The outfit was meant to break from convention and make Hell feel closer to her fans in everyday life, making her seem less out of reach.

After all, students were definitely the most active part of a magical girl's fan base.

And Hell was actually only sixteen years old herself. She should have been just a high school girl.

That was why Xiaobaihe's keywords for the outfit were "school," "secret crush," and "the young lady at the next desk."

As Hell changed into the outfit in the dressing room, her ears grew slightly hot.

The sailor uniform was almost the same as the high school uniform at her own school, and she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

She stood in front of the full-length mirror and gently tapped the floor with the toe of her shoe.

The more she tried not to think about it, the hotter her head grew.

In the mirror, Miss Hell's body was still developing, at the cutest stage between a loli and an onee-san.

She and the sailor uniform made an almost perfect match, and her reddened ears gave the young lady an extra touch of youthful shyness.

What bothered Hell most, though, was the absolute territory between her pleated skirt and over-the-knee socks. It always felt cool.

Ugh, and there aren't any safety shorts...

Magical girls did cover their bodies with magic to keep themselves from being exposed from any angle in battle.

But over-the-knee socks clearly didn't feel as secure as tights.

Just then, Xiaobaihe suddenly asked softly from outside, "Miss Hell, is the bow tie not tied properly? Do you need my help?"

"No...!"

Hell hurriedly refused.

She dawdled in the dressing room a little longer and took a deep breath. After making sure only her ears were a little red and her face wasn't flushed, she turned and walked out.

Young Miss Hell forced herself to stay calm. "We can start."

But Xiaobaihe stared at her, stunned for a moment. Then she covered her mouth and said with a red face,

"It really suits you... Miss Hell..."

Even she, another girl, felt a little embarrassed.

The relatively young Richard and some of the staff turned bright red. They closed their eyes, covered their faces, and turned away, afraid that if they looked any longer, they wouldn't be able to tear their eyes away.

By contrast, Tang Wenjie had no such worldly desires. He merely raised an eyebrow and thought to himself.

Just you wait, you damn brands. You're finished.

If you want Hell as your spokesperson in the future, don't even think about getting through Colossus's front door without a 100% premium.

Tang Wen had long been known by a certain title in the superhero agent business: "Raiola Reborn."

He was a devil in the eyes of brands and an angel in the eyes of superhero entertainers, always able to single-handedly keep the top luxury brands firmly under his thumb.

The endorsement premiums for the superheroes and magical girls Tang Wenjie represented averaged more than 50% above those of his peers, leaving the brands in agony every time.

Signing fees, endorsement fees, commissions... Every endorsement deal was like a sharp knife, stabbing the brands until they howled and wished they could turn Tang Wenjie into hand-pounded beef balls.

Still, much as it pained them, the brands had to admit that the superheroes and magical girls Tang Wenjie represented really were worth the premium.

The second set of Miss Hell's photos soon began.

Moon Studio had professional sets, so a classroom was naturally no problem.

Another hour later.

Hell felt like she was going to pass out from exhaustion.

Taking photos is even more tiring than fighting...

She changed out of the sailor uniform in the dressing room, then snapped her fingers and put her magical outfit back on.

The sailor uniform was cute too, but her magical outfit still made her feel safer.

By the time all that was done, it was already eight in the evening.

Fortunately, Xiaobaihe had been there to guide her poses throughout. Otherwise, she really wouldn't have wanted to continue the photo shoot at all.

Meanwhile.

Once Hell had come out of the dressing room, Tang Wenjie asked,

"Do you still have time? Let me treat you all to dinner. We can also go over our plans for what comes next."

Hell sat down on the sofa, exhausted. Hearing him, she picked up a cushion and held it in her arms, nodding tiredly. "Sure. I'm hungry anyway."

Tang Wenjie glanced at Xiaobaihe, who happily took out her phone.

"Miss Hell, how about molecular cuisine? I know a particularly famous restaurant nearby. It has five Michelin stars."

Xiaobaihe was especially meticulous. After learning from Tang Wenjie that Hell was a young lady from an ancient magical family, she picked only expensive restaurants.

But when Miss Hell, who was playing on her phone, heard the words "molecular cuisine," she immediately shook her head like a rattle drum.

"Molecular cuisine? No, no. I want barbecue today..."

Her body told her that all she wanted right now was sizzling, fatty wagyu barbecue, not those one-bite portions of molecular cuisine.

Tang Wenjie pressed down the corners of his mouth. "All right, barbecue it is."

Sure enough, today had really worn her out. Even Hell was too tired to keep up appearances, revealing a soft, adorable side.

Xiaobaihe, meanwhile, covered her mouth, thrilled to the core.

She hadn't expected to be so lucky as to see such a cute side of Miss Hell in private.

This was something fans could beg and cry for without ever getting...

She was practically in heaven!

Coming back to her senses, Hell's ears turned red. Hugging the cushion, she added softly, "It's just been a long time since I last went, so I suddenly felt like having it."

Tang Wenjie easily kept a straight face at a certain young lady's tsundere act.

As he booked a restaurant, he reassured her, "Mm, we understand. A magical family must have plenty of rules."

Xiaobaihe nodded repeatedly. "Living in a family with such strict rules must be exhausting. You don't even have the freedom to eat what you want."

As someone from Neon, Xiaobaihe understood the crushing pressure of family even better, because her own family's situation was quite similar.

Seeing this, Hell's face grew even redder.

Ah... I really shouldn't have tried to borrow someone else's prestige. The more I keep up the act, the more cracks are starting to show. The longer this goes on, the more holes there'll be. Anyone can tell I'm not some young lady from a great family, right?

Forget it. Time to lie flat!

I'll take it one day at a time. Once I'm powerful enough to rule all ages alone, I can call a horse a deer if I want!

I say this is a deer! Then it's a deer!

Of course, Miss Hell had no idea that what she thought were flaws in her act had instead made Tang Wenjie, Xiaobaihe, and the others believe her even more firmly.

"Beep, beep, beep."

Tang Wenjie's phone suddenly rang.

He walked over to the window and answered it.

Hell heard a girl's voice on the other end. "Dad, um... are you coming home for dinner today? Didn't you say you'd get off work early today?"

Tang Wenjie rubbed his forehead and said with some distress, "Sorry, Xiaoyu. Dad's still out with his colleagues."

"You and the nanny can eat dinner first. You don't need to wait for me."

With work on one side and life on the other, Tang Wenjie could only choose one. He really had no time to spare for anything more.

Magical Girl Hell was the most important project he had at the moment. She would determine his future at the company; he had to succeed and couldn't afford to fail.

So... he could only apologize to his daughter.

Xiaobaihe sighed softly beside him. As his assistant, she had followed Tang Wenjie for many years and naturally knew about her supervisor's family situation.

Hell, however, suddenly put down her cushion and spoke to Tang Wenjie. "Can't you have your daughter come along?"

It was making her look like some kind of bad person.

Tang Wenjie was taken aback. "You don't mind?"

Hell gave a soft snort. "Why would I mind? Just how awful do you think I am?"

Tang Wenjie immediately felt a little ashamed, because until now, he really had been treating Hell like an arrogant, spoiled young lady who needed to be placated.

Now it seemed he had been too quick to judge by appearances. She was actually very considerate.

He thanked Hell, then told Tang Xiaoyu the news and had the driver bring her over.

Tang Xiaoyu immediately agreed and happily got into the car, riding all the way to the Colossus Company building.

She was a fourteen-year-old girl with short, ink-blue hair, wearing the blue-and-white sailor uniform of the international school's junior high division. She was the same age as Bai Xiaoxiao.

What Hell didn't know was that she and Bai Xiaoxiao were even in the same class.

Tang Xiaoyu arrived at the studio on the seventy-sixth floor and greeted the older brothers and sisters there before coming to the lounge and knocking softly.

Tang Wenjie came over and opened the door.

Inside the lounge, Hell was eating cookies Xiaobaihe had baked herself.

Tang Xiaoyu was a little nervous, but she still politely gave Hell a slight bow. "Hello, Sister Hell. I'm Tang Xiaoyu."

"I heard Dad say you're a magical girl. That's amazing!"

Tang Xiaoyu's voice could barely conceal her excitement, though she was still nervous.

Hell covered her mouth and swallowed the cookie she was eating. "Mm, your dad didn't lie to you. I really am... a magical girl."

"Th-then, could you give me your autograph? I really like magical girls."

Tang Xiaoyu asked carefully, afraid the beautiful older girl in front of her would refuse.

Hell nodded. "Sure."

Only then did Tang Xiaoyu take out her wallet. "Thank you!"

Hell picked up a black pen from beside her, considered for a moment, then signed "Hell" on the wallet in ornate lettering.

Xiaobaihe watched closely from the side. "Such beautiful handwriting. You must have practiced diligently for a long time, Miss Hell?"

After all, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting were required studies for a young lady from a great family.

Xiaobaihe rested her chin on her hand and thought aloud, "Maybe you could use this lettering at future autograph sessions too. The fans would definitely love it!"

Hell felt a little guilty. She hadn't practiced diligently at all, but she had to admit Xiaobaihe really knew how to say nice things.

It's good to be in a high position. Even if you fart, someone will say it smells nice.

Tang Xiaoyu carefully put away the autograph she treasured.

"Are you hungry, Xiaoyu? Have some cookies to tide you over."

Xiaobaihe spoke with a smile.

"Thank you, Sister Xiaobaihe."

Tang Wenjie pushed up his glasses and said, "You can eat the cookies on the way. Let's head over first."

"Okay!"

Tang Xiaoyu nodded happily.

The five of them arrived at the barbecue restaurant they had booked. Although it was crowded on the weekend, Tang Wenjie had managed to reserve a private room by paying extra.

To be honest, this was the first time he had treated a superhuman entertainer from the studio to a meal somewhere so down-to-earth.

In the past, it was usually the most expensive Western or Chinese restaurants in Taiping Prefecture, or private cuisine prepared by Special Grade chefs.

While they waited for the meat to cook, Tang Wenjie and his secretary Richard settled on release times for Hell's debut video and Q&A interview.

They would be released at six tomorrow morning and midnight tomorrow night.

Those two times would allow them to influence Taiping Prefecture's stock market on Monday and Tuesday to the greatest possible extent.

Taiping Prefecture's stock market was very unusual: it closed only one day on the weekend to settle its data.

Hell had no objections. She left all the editing and footage selection to Tang Wenjie and Richard.

They were all professionals, so she didn't need to worry. She only had to look it over and make sure she was happy with it.

The girl rested her chin on her hand, her eyes fixed longingly on the beef over the charcoal grill. She thought it wasn't as if she couldn't eat it medium rare.

If it cooks any longer, it'll burn, won't it...?

Sitting across from her, Xiaobaihe turned the meat, her heart fluttering as though a little deer were bounding around inside it.

So cute...

She's staring at me just like a kitten waiting to be fed.

And so, a remarkable scene unfolded in the private room.

At a separate table, Tang Wenjie and Richard discussed promotional copy and the types of endorsements that could further increase Hell's value as a personal IP.

Both were career-minded and practically forgot to eat or sleep. After all, the first debut promotional video had to go out tomorrow morning.

They simply ordered a plate of fried food and dessert, had a few bites to get by, and then went back to checking things on their laptops.

The girls, meanwhile, gathered around the grill, eating a piece each in turn until they were thoroughly satisfied.

Just then, Tang Wenjie got up to take another call and spoke to the person on the other end about a few matters.

After hanging up, Tang Wenjie looked at Hell. "Hell, the Ministry of Magic's person in charge of Jinghai District wants to meet you."

Hell had been happily drinking a matcha milkshake. At his words, she gently released the straw from her mouth with a slurp.

She asked in confusion, "Is she looking to cause me trouble?"

Tang Wenjie found it strange too. "No. She only said she wanted to meet you."

"As your agent, I said I hoped I could be there too, and she agreed."

"Do you want to go?"

He asked Hell for her opinion.

Hell thought for a moment and took another sip of her matcha milkshake. Finally, she nodded. "Sure, but you decide the time and place. Preferably at the company."

Tang Wenjie made an OK gesture, understanding Hell's concerns.

After all, since ancient times, meetings and meals had been the top choices for a Hongmen Banquet. Tang Wenjie certainly didn't want a magical girl from the Ministry of Magic pinning Hell to the floor the moment she walked in.

I'm here for a meeting. What are you doing?!

Bleh.

Miss Hell shook her head, casting the assorted scenarios out of her mind, and continued eating barbecue.

Although she had most likely offended the Ministry of Magic, the good thing was that Colossus Company was determined to protect her.

Otherwise, Moro, the chairman of Colossus Company, would not have handed all matters concerning the Ministry of Magic over to Tang Wenjie.

The company's senior executives had long had their eyes on the Ministry of Magic's piece of the pie.

After all, before her debut, the authority to interpret and judge all matters concerning magical girls had been firmly in the Ministry of Magic's hands.

Even magical girls employed by private companies had to strictly abide by the Ministry of Magic's many stringent regulations.

Otherwise, once a magical girl offended the Ministry of Magic, it could issue an investigation order on suspicion that she was at risk of becoming a witch and demand that she submit to an investigation. Her stock price would hit the daily limit down that very day.

After they finished the barbecue.

Miss Hell yawned again, lowering her head slightly as she gently wiped two reflexive tears from the corners of her eyes.

She was a little sleepy from a carb crash.

Tang Wenjie suddenly remembered something and looked at Hell. "Have you registered your personal accounts?"

Hell blinked at him blankly.

"I forgot."

It wasn't that she didn't care. She had simply had too much going on lately, and she had barely had a proper rest since becoming a magical girl.

She spent all her time in class thinking about sleep. How could she have remembered to register accounts?

Tang Wenjie said nothing. He simply took out his phone and sent her the passwords to some spare accounts he had registered long ago.

"These are all personal social media accounts under Hell Kingdom. If you're busy, I'll have Richard and Xiaobaihe manage them for you."

Hell nodded. "Sure, I don't mind."

Beside them, Richard was wolfing down the Wagyu they had grilled but couldn't finish. Hearing this, he swallowed the meat in his mouth and saluted Hell.

"Rest assured, Miss Hell. I stake my word on it: within three days of your debut video's release, your account will have a million followers!"

Xiaobaihe nodded beside him. "A million at the very least."

Richard thought, Once Moon Studio releases the official debut promotional video tomorrow and tags Hell's personal social media accounts while they're at it...

She'll probably gain several million followers in a single day.

Moon Studio's current promotional plan for Hell was to release her official debut video tomorrow, Monday. It would feature the battle that had taken place at the Reynolds Group.

In that battle, Magical Girl Hell's performance had been not only indisputable, but also a particular pleasure to watch.

It could not have been more suitable for her official debut video.

Then, on Monday evening, they would post "Ten Q&A Questions for Miss Hell" across the major social media platforms to solidify her core fan base on each one.

After that one-two punch, Magical Girl Hell's name would become known across the world.

Immediately afterward would come Hell Kingdom's first round of angel financing. Titan Capital planned to offer a five-percent stake for valuation-based financing.

If the preceding one-two punch was the dumplings, then this round of angel financing was the vinegar.

How much money the angel round raised wasn't really important. What mattered was which capital interests behind the scenes would catch wind of it and come aboard.

Tang Wenjie, who had worked in finance for many years, had always firmly believed in the strategy of "win-win cooperation."

If they wanted to smash the Ministry of Magic's authority both in public opinion and in the real world, they had to bring more capital on board.

They didn't need those investors to help them. They needed them not to cause trouble.

As long as investment institutions in the market took part in the financing, they would all be one family. Colossus would eat the meat up front, and the others would be happy to follow behind and drink the soup.

Even if Tang Wenjie later failed in his challenge to the Ministry of Magic, they wouldn't care about that initial investment.

And if victory seemed possible, the investors and institutions that had come aboard would even take the initiative and give the Ministry of Magic a couple of hard kicks in the backside themselves.

After all, what they did best was kick someone while they were down.

In short, Tang Wenjie was using the financial games he knew best to pull the investment institutions sitting on the neutral sidelines, uncertain where they stood, over to his side.

Speaking of which.

Tang Wenjie reminded Hell, "If things go smoothly, I hope you can attend the angel financing round. After all, you're the founder and chairman of Hell Kingdom, while I'm only the general manager."

Hell nodded and yawned again.

"Mm-hmm, no problem. I'll be there."