The two drank until four in the morning.
The second room they opened went unused, but Jiang Yin’s clothes remained properly on.
After all…
Qv Si Nan was already dead drunk on the bed, needing the girl to feed her even water—except there was no water in the room, so Jiang Yin fed her beer instead.
She didn’t seem to notice.
Honestly, even if Qv Si Nan’s emotions were running high, beer alone wouldn’t make her this drunk, but as they kept drinking, both agreed that beer made them bloated, and the constant trips to the bathroom were annoying.
So they simply ordered a bunch of drinks and two bottles of whiskey.
Qv Si Nan mixed drinks on the spot, one glass after another, and got drunk quickly.
Anyway, Jiang Yin thought that if she hadn’t become a Magical Girl, she probably couldn’t outdrink Dahuang the drunkard, and maybe one day, she really would have fallen to her.
A thirty-year-old middle-aged man—his body was no longer what it used to be.
At eight in the morning, Jiang Yin woke up by the bed, washed up briefly, looked at the still-sleeping Qv Si Nan, thoughtfully raised the air conditioner temperature by two degrees, left a note, and went downstairs.
“Miss, checking out.”
The front desk was still the same lady from last night.
Jiang Yin only checked out her own room.
“Oh, my friend got drunk. I have to go to work. Please extend her room for another day and tell housekeeping not to knock on her door at noon.”
“Scan here?”
“Yes.”
The lady looked at Jiang Yin, who acted as if nothing had happened, full of question marks in her mind.
No, seriously, why?
Why are you the one getting up early, refreshed, and going to work?
Isn’t the normal script supposed to be that very t-looking lady coming over to tell me these things?
Did your roles get switched or something?
But she didn’t ask.
Jiang Yin couldn’t read her mind.
After paying, she left the hotel, hailed a car, and headed straight for the Bureau.
As soon as she entered, she saw Ning Rong.
“Ning Rong-jie, good morning.”
The girl yawned.
“Want to have breakfast together?”
“Sure, I’ll also fill you in on last night’s monster incident.”
“By the way.”
“Mm?”
“What did you do last night?”
Ning Rong looked curiously at her changed outfit.
“Don’t ask.”
Jiang Yin wiped her face.
“Long story short, an old friend was thrown out by her girlfriend, so I used my current identity to drink with her all night.”
“That bartender?”
“Yeah.”
“You two close?”
“We used to just be acquaintances, but now…”
Remembering the worry Qv Si Nan showed when she mentioned her thirty-year-old self last night, maybe even she didn’t realize how sweet and cute her smile was.
“We’re friends~”
“Perfect.”
Ning Rong nodded, seeming a bit satisfied.
This puzzled Jiang Yin.
After getting breakfast, she asked curiously.
“What’s up?”
“Based on movement patterns, we suspect that the monster who attacked you last night wasn’t actually targeting you, but rather Miss Qv Si Nan, who takes that road home after work every day.”
Jiang Yin’s expression turned serious.
“Any proof?”
“The monster only attacked lala.”
“…?”
Jiang Yin’s mind filled with question marks.
“Wait, wait, I know monsters have weird targeting habits, but are there ones that specifically go after certain sexual orientations?”
“Plenty.”
Ning Rong shrugged.
“Although we always emphasize that people possessed by resentment become monsters and are physiologically dead, it’s undeniable that monsters born from humans often follow their previous behavioral logic.”
“So many monsters have preferences in choosing victims, especially those who were hurt by a particular group while alive.”
“Based on last night’s clues, we strongly suspect that this high-risk monster in our city is the ‘Puppeteer Hunter’ from Britain, whose background has already been investigated by their Magical Girls.”
“However, it disappeared a year ago just as a hunting operation was about to begin…”
“You know, there are only a few countries truly capable of organizing Magical Girls to clean up monsters. Once an intelligent, high-risk monster escapes abroad, it’s nearly impossible to keep tracking them.”
Jiang Yin wasn’t interested in all that.
It was an unspeakable consensus among humans.
You have to admit, being born in a major country is a kind of luck—see the Dead Rat’s Strange Small Country Series for details.
That’s a group of humanoid beings that can even force their own Magical Girls to invade other nations.
She was only curious about two things.
“What was this monster’s background?”
“He loved seven girls in his life, all without exception, were lala.”
Jiang Yin: “….”
“Then he tried to escape reality by seeking solace in the media industry, but you know how it is over there—LGBT Ideology is strong, and the culture of film and TV was affected.”
“The character he liked in a drama was forcibly changed to a lesbian and married another woman.”
“The actress who played the role also said she developed real feelings with her on-screen lover and came out publicly.”
“My god, what a tragic brother! But then why is his code name ‘Puppeteer Hunter’? That doesn’t match his history at all.”
“The international naming principle for monsters is to clearly describe their abilities and nature. ‘Puppeteer’ refers to its ability to turn corpses into monsters, and ‘Hunter’ describes its habit of targeting a specific group.”
“So it’s actually quite accurate.”
“Of course, in Britain, the public also has another nickname for it.”
“What is it?”
“Lala Executor.”
“Pfft—!”
Jiang Yin almost spat out her Mineral Water.
You really can’t beat Britain—veteran capitalist nation, birthplace of hook literature, grandmaster of gay culture.
Their people truly are broad-minded and precise in their descriptions.
“So why did this guy come here?”
“It’s still unclear if it has any special purpose, but research shows that monsters seem to naturally yearn for peace while being obsessed with destroying it.”
“Huaxia is famous worldwide for monster extermination.”
“Got it, so it’s here to court death?”
Jiang Yin nodded.
“So its target is probably Dahuang, and since I know her, it’s only natural to stick close and protect her until you guys take care of the monster.”
“Exactly.”
Ning Rong nodded.
“While protecting Miss Qv Si Nan, you should also patrol Rara Bar as much as possible.”
“We suspect the ‘Puppeteer Hunter’ is hiding there, picking targets. This is just an auxiliary mission, do it as much as you can. Other departments are already investigating.”
“Understood~”
Jiang Yin agreed readily.
Dahuang was her friend—they had just gone drinking last night.
Turning around and abandoning her to face danger alone just didn’t sit right.
A bit of loyalty is necessary.
But the girl still scratched her cheek awkwardly.
“Um…”
“What is it?”
“I’m about to go on such a dangerous mission—can the organization equip me with…”
“Of course. We can’t possibly let an unawakened Magical Girl go on such a dangerous task alone.”
Ning Rong nodded, pleased with Jiang Yin’s sense of safety.
“Come with me. I’ll take you to pick some magical items. The application form can be filled out later.”
“Is there a template to copy?”
“…The format’s all the same.”
“Then that’s easy!”
Ning Rong looked at the bright smile on Jiang Yin’s face and suddenly felt uneasy.
Why did it feel like she was about to rob the item vault…