“Why did you come to me for real-name authentication…”
Lian Ge started to speak, but before she could finish, she realized the reason.
What other reason could it be? She was a Demon Beast, a poor child without even a human identity, struggling to get by in society.
Even the phone she used to contact others was issued by the Magic Girl Association.
Lian Ge’s mind quickly flashed with countless images of Feng Ling hitting walls everywhere, and her heart immediately melted into a puddle.
Poor child, wanting to integrate into human society as a Demon Beast, yet having no friends to rely on, and only in desperation did she gather the courage to come to her for help.
How could she betray such trust?
“I’ll help you.”
Lian Ge took the phone from Feng Ling, stepped back half a step, and with a flash of light, transformed back into Lin Ciwei.
She blinked at the phone screen, shaking her head left and right, and passed the authentication.
But soon a prompt popped up on the screen, indicating that this identity information had already completed real-name authentication and could not be bound again.
“Huh? When did I register…”
Lin Ciwei was stunned, then suddenly remembered, “Oh right, our team’s promotional account used my real-name information.”
Feng Ling also remembered.
It was a promotional and educational account set up by the Magic Girl Association under the government’s lead, used to educate ordinary people on countermeasures when encountering Demon Beasts.
This account, which she had never paid attention to, was now cutting off her source of income.
“Sorry, it seems I can’t help you.”
Lin Ciwei returned the phone to Feng Ling apologetically, then transformed back into the magical girl Lian Ge.
Actually, using someone else’s identity for real-name authentication would work for Feng Ling, as long as Lian Ge mediated and handled the explanations.
It wasn’t a problem.
“Do you have any other friends who can help me register? Please, I really need it.”
As she said this, she pressed her hands together and made her voice soft and sticky.
“Uh…”
Lian Ge’s expression suddenly became complicated.
Her lips moved, as if she wanted to speak but hesitated.
She actually already had someone in mind, but was still hesitating whether to say it.
Feng Ling saw Lian Ge hesitating and thought she was embarrassed to trouble someone else, so she tried to put on an even more pitiful expression.
She opened her eyes as wide as possible, pursed her lips slightly, and looked up at Lian Ge from below, trying to arouse her protective instinct.
“It should be fine to have him help you register… it’s just…”
Lian Ge was troubled, but finally gritted her teeth and said, “I’ll give you his contact information, and you contact him.”
“But you must be very careful. Although he’s my childhood friend and a reliable person, and you’ve met him before and indirectly saved his life, but…”
“But he’s a man after all. An innocent little Demon Beast like you can easily be fooled by a man’s sweet talk. You must be careful.”
Lian Ge knew that her Jiang Zhu actually liked the magical girl Feng Ling, and Feng Ling just happened to need a reliable person to help her.
Taking this opportunity to set them up shouldn’t be a problem at all.
But when it came to actually saying it, she couldn’t help worrying.
Was she afraid that her own Feng Ling, this cabbage, would be rooted up by Jiang Zhu?
Or was she worried that Jiang Zhu would go down the path of a lolicon?
Or was it some other thought?
Even she couldn’t quite put her finger on the reason for this feeling.
But in the end, she made up her mind and recommended Jiang Zhu’s account to Feng Ling.
Feng Ling looked down.
There was a friend recommendation from Lian Ge on her phone, and the profile picture was of herself.
She never expected that after all this going around, the final real-name information would fall back onto herself.
Agreeing was naturally fine—in fact, it was a good thing.
She could finally use Jiang Zhu’s identity to do all sorts of things that were inconvenient for herself as Feng Ling, legitimately.
Even packaging Jiang Zhu as Feng Ling’s agent would be no problem.
Of course, there are pros and cons.
Once the connection between the two identities is established, the risk of exposure increases.
But the profit was there, and Feng Ling felt it was worth taking the risks.
“What do you take me for? I’m a sharp person, of course I’m just asking for a favor.”
Feng Ling replied casually, waving her hand, then used her magical girl Feng Ling account to add her own account as a friend.
“Thanks, I’ll be going now.”
“Wait, you can’t leave.”
Lian Ge’s hand reached from behind and precisely locked onto her wrist.
Feng Ling had already stepped forward, but her upper body was yanked backward sharply, and she almost fell on her bottom.
She bent backward barely avoiding a fall, looked up at Lin Ciwei, and asked discontentedly, “What now? Why are you grabbing me all of a sudden?”
“Since you’re a Demon Beast and don’t have a human identity, how are you going to rent a place when you said you were looking for a rental?”
…Oh right, that.
After all, at that time Feng Ling didn’t know she had been given the Demon Beast setting.
She just casually explained why she was in the area.
She didn’t expect that foreshadowing to catch up so quickly.
After a brief moment of thought, Feng Ling immediately came up with a response.
She quickly changed her expression, stood up straight, and looked up at the sky with empty eyes, adopting a sorrowful, lonely look.
“Because when I said I was looking for a place to rent, I was just looking for a place that could accommodate me.”
Lian Ge’s expression was one of understanding, and she tightened her grip.
It seemed she thought the same thing.
‘A motherly figure overflowing with love…’
Feng Ling thought helplessly, and casually continued spinning the story.
“You’re right. I don’t have an ID, and I can’t find a place to rent. Aside from occasionally sneaking into a hotel and enjoying a rare warm bed, every day I can only sleep on rooftops, in subway stations, and under bridges.”
“But magical girls can’t sleep in these places. Magical girls should be glamorous. If someone finds me, I can only smile and explain that I was too tired and collapsed there, then turn and run away…”
“I know they mean well, and I know they want to help me. But I’m just a Demon Beast. If I’m discovered, I can only escape in disgrace, wandering endlessly until I find the next place where no one will find me. That will be my shelter…”
Before Feng Ling could finish her touching speech, Lian Ge had already turned around and hugged her.
Her chest was heaving, and her voice was choked with tears.
“I’m sorry… as the captain, I… I never realized you were suffering like this… I’m sorry.”
…Because it never happened, how could you have discovered it?
Feng Ling looked at Lian Ge, who was crying her eyes out, and strained to keep a straight face.
She hadn’t wanted to use the same tactics she used on fans on her, but now it was too late.
She had no choice but to use them.