As everyone knows, the power of a Magical Girl comes from emotions.
However, most people are still used to collectively calling these emotions ‘love’.
Simply put, the deeper the love, the stronger the Magical Girl.
Of course, the current situation definitely can’t be called ‘love’.
And there’s never been a case where an official Magical Girl becomes stronger through exercise.
Ruling it out this way, Xia Yuanhua kidnapping him really does seem like she just wanted to have a bit of happiness before dying.
Or maybe, she wanted Fang Wei to ask, “Why are you doing this?”, and then this depressed patient could use the opportunity to start recounting her tragic life.
After all, many depressed people try to attract attention through these extreme and illogical means.
They’re too starved for love, too desperate to speak their hearts.
But, sis, this kind of method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.
Moreover, the current Xia Yuanhua is completely standing at the crossroads between wanting to live and committing suicide—she might start talking and then become overwhelmed with sorrow.
Then the next day, the headline news would be a pair of men and women dying from gas inhalation in a sealed, old house.
Dying is bad enough, social death is even worse!
Locking the door, plugging the windows, even turning off all the lights in the room—this room was small, so the gas would spread quickly.
It wouldn’t take long to send them both to the afterlife.
Fang Wei took off his shirt.
The gas tank covered in oil stains sat in front of the sofa.
His brain was running at high speed.
Behind him, he heard the faint rustling of Xia Yuanhua undressing.
“Alright… it’s done…”
Silver moonlight shone through the window, falling on the woman’s snow-white shoulder, bathing the room in a faint, dark blue glow.
Xia Yuanhua was wearing a black lace-patterned bra, her uniform folded on her thighs.
Her figure was excellent, about 1.7 meters tall, perfectly fitting Fang Wei’s stereotypical image of a mature, caring older sister.
If Xia Yuanhua went to teach at a school, she’d definitely teach math, wearing glasses, radiating intellectual charm just by sitting there.
The Utility Knife was still gripped in her hand.
Was she still waiting for him to ask about her pitiful life?
Fang Wei didn’t fulfill her wish.
He just sat there, looking like a hopeless, gray-faced waste of a human.
Instead, Xia Yuanhua couldn’t hold back first.
She noticed the Pink Hair Tie on Fang Wei’s left wrist and asked in surprise:
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
“No… no…”
Fang Wei’s voice twisted in grievance.
“I just fantasize that someone could love me…”
As these words came out, the expression on Xia Yuanhua’s face froze.
The boy’s words were like an arrow piercing her heart.
She felt something sensitive inside being tugged.
“I only dare to pretend to be cheerful online, encouraging those who are unlucky in life, but in reality, I can’t even handle my own life…”
“Only by comforting others can I find a bit of self-worth…”
Fang Wei’s body curled up on the sofa, his head buried under his arms, sobbing in sorrow.
Xia Yuanhua was clearly at a loss.
Above her head, the Degeneration Value also began to jump rapidly, fluctuating between 73% and 69%.
This was the range of attempted suicide.
80% meant complete abandonment, and above 90% was rotten to the point of wanting revenge on society.
Just as Fang Wei had thought, a Magical Girl who represents truth, goodness, and beauty cannot be indifferent to suffering.
Because she is kind!
Xia Yuanhua hurriedly reached out, gently embracing Fang Wei, listening to those ‘heartfelt’ words, only able to say some comforting things—but they sounded empty.
She herself felt her words were fake and hollow—stuff like ‘someone will always love you’, ‘you’re already great’, ‘you did well today’—even she didn’t believe them.
But gradually, Fang Wei’s shoulders stopped trembling.
The boy looked up at Xia Yuanhua with pure, innocent eyes.
“Thank you, sister… To meet you at the end of my life feels like redemption…”
[Degeneration Value -1]
Xia Yuanhua’s lips parted slightly, her expression blank.
“It was clearly me who forced you…”
“No. If it weren’t for you, sister, I probably would have died alone. After all, I never had a father, and my mother died of cancer last year. I was bullied at school all the time—such a life has no meaning.”
His eyes were full of gratitude.
“Even if it’s dying together, thank you for accepting someone like me, sister.”
He leaned on Xia Yuanhua’s shoulder and talked about Grandfather’s gambling, Grandmother becoming a prostitute, Great-grandfather joining the Nationalist Army in ’49, and himself being extorted for protection money by Thugs in High School.
Truly a Fate Star of Misfortune—an entire family of Living Calamities, and he was just a pure White Lotus, forced into such a pitiful situation.
By the end, his voice became hoarse, accompanied by violent coughing.
The smell of rotten eggs spread through the room, aggressively invading the brain, bringing a sense of confusion and suffocation.
The room was small to begin with, and the gas had nearly filled it.
Yet Xia Yuanhua’s mind grew increasingly clear.
Listening to those tragic experiences, the boy’s face became more and more ghastly.
Her dull eyes lingered, then suddenly grabbed Fang Wei’s hand!
“Let’s go!”
Xia Yuanhua rushed to the gas tank and twisted the valve shut.
Without warning, she covered her mouth and nose, her slender body crashing into the door, making the lock creak.
Bang! It wasn’t until the fourth crash that the old plastic-steel door burst open.
Fresh, cold air rushed up her nostrils.
By the time Fang Wei realized what had happened, he was already lying in the hallway—no pain, because something soft cushioned him.
Xia Yuanhua was hugging him, gulping fresh air.
She clung tightly to Fang Wei’s waist, her consciousness dazed, voice still trembling.
“Your family’s mistakes have nothing to do with you. You’re still young, a little handsome, and your voice sounds nice…”
Suddenly, she realized how foolish it was to drag an innocent and pitiful young man down with her.
“You still have a bright future ahead—someday you’ll have a wife and kids…”
Her voice faded into a murmur.
Fang Wei finally took a deep breath, turning his head to look at the top of Xia Yuanhua’s head.
[Degeneration Value +1]
[Degeneration Value -1]
[Degeneration Value +3]
[Degeneration Value -2]
After flickering, it finally settled at [Degeneration Value 65%].
That’s the range where you’re close to suicide but still struggling.
That was enough.
Because people with depression are often conflicted—they talk about dying, but when faced with someone else, they try their hardest to persuade the other person to live.
Meanwhile, they themselves tend to get stuck in dead ends.
Fang Wei didn’t expect to change Xia Yuanhua overnight.
His goal was only to stop her from committing suicide and make her empathize with him.
Those who lack love are often bad at accepting it, but good at giving it.
Comforting or praising them doesn’t help much, so you have to make them feel that ‘they are helping you’.
Look—Xia Yuanhua ‘stopped’ Fang Wei from committing suicide.
She also survived as a result.
And ask yourself, would someone who failed a suicide attempt really try again so soon?
What a roundabout way.
Fang Wei wiped a cold sweat in his heart.
This plan was too risky—if Xia Yuanhua hadn’t saved him, they’d really have become a pair of tragic lovers.
With a long sigh, Xia Yuanhua was still trying to encourage him, but by the end, there was only silence.
It was cool outside.
The two of them were as good as naked, lying at the doorway and were bound to catch a cold.
“I… I’ll go open the window for ventilation…”
She was the one who wanted to die, yet also the one stopping others from dying.
Only after her mind cleared did she realize how embarrassing it was.
Xia Yuanhua went back to open the window, grabbing a piece of clothing for Fang Wei.
“Thank you, sister. After getting some fresh air, I feel much better inside.”
“That’s good. You’re so young, you really shouldn’t join me in doing something so foolish.”
Her tone carried a trace of sadness.
Xia Yuanhua crouched down, her expression hidden in the shadows.
[Degeneration Value +1]
Not a bro?
Suddenly, my heart felt less comfortable.
Fang Wei rubbed his stomach—the real ache was in his chest.
He quickly added,
“Come to think of it, I’m a little hungry. But because I had to pay for Mom’s medical treatment, there’s not much money left at home. I eat only expiring bread every day. Since I planned to commit suicide today, I even threw away all the bread.”
He spoke with a hint of embarrassment.
Sure enough, Xia Yuanhua lifted her head, as if grasping onto something, and hurriedly said, “How can that be!”
“Eating expired food is bad for your health. Let sister treat you to barbecue!”
She took Fang Wei’s hand, and at that moment, the Degeneration Value above her head dropped by 1.
In that instant, Fang Wei even felt like he had material for a light novel in the future.
The title would be: .
And in Fang Wei’s mind, the notification from the [Hypnosis App] sounded silently.
[Contact time detected exceeds 10 minutes]
[First contact complete!]
[This system aims to help the host hypnotize all Magical Girls. Initial Mission Item has been distributed.]
[Mission Item: Condom*Infinite, Totem of Undying*1]
Fang Wei: ?
Wait, what did you say the Mission Item was?
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