“What on earth is going on?”
Looking at the water stains on the window, Mahiru couldn’t help but look surprised.
‘Could my Mana have recovered without me realizing it?’
Overjoyed by this realization, she wanted to fire another shot to celebrate.
However, she found that the subsequent water bubbles were no longer as bouncy as before.
They merely fell limp at her feet, looking completely withered.
She couldn’t even summon a single droplet after that, as if the previous scene had been nothing more than a brief flash of life.
“Huh? Out of power already?”
Mahiru shook her hands in disbelief.
“Brother, you should understand now, shouldn’t you?”
Watching Mahiru’s actions, Xiaoye looked relaxed and indifferent, as if everything was within her calculations.
“Huh? Understand? Understand what? I don’t understand anything.”
“Are you some pink-haired vampire who just started learning Chinese?”
After her retort, Xiaoye informed Mahiru of her discovery.
“Brother, your Mana has recovered. Although the amount isn’t much, it proves that your Mana isn’t impossible to restore. You must have done something just now to make it slowly return. Do you get it?”
“Something I did just now? Wasn’t I just fighting with you?”
“Haven’t we fought plenty of times since you became a Witch? If that were the Root of your Mana recovery, your current Mana shouldn’t be this low.”
“Huh? Then what else could it be?”
“Brother, you really are stupid! Can’t you see the answer right in front of you?”
Xiaoye pointed impatiently at the television screen, where two characters were still fiercely brawling.
No, to be precise, one character was idling and being unilaterally pummeled by the AI-controlled opponent.
“It’s the game! Brother, as long as you sit here and play games, the Mana in your body will slowly recover.”
“Huh? Is it really that magical?”
Even Mahiru wasn’t aware of this. Hearing Xiaoye’s explanation, Mahiru gaped in surprise.
“How else would you explain it?”
Xiaoye asked with her hands on her hips.
From the beginning, Mahiru’s Halo had been a clear, silvery white, which meant her Mana was at zero.
But on the rooftop of that building, Mahiru had suddenly been able to use Water Element shield magic.
This meant she must have done something to recover some Mana in the meantime, and the only thing she had done was her gaming duel with Xiaoye.
And now, after Mahiru played for another while, the Mana in her body had recovered a bit more.
Without a doubt, the Root of Mahiru’s Mana was gaming.
As long as she let Mahiru play games day and night, her Mana would be full in no time.
However, for the source of Mahiru’s Mana to actually be her favorite hobby—should that be considered unexpected or only natural?
“In short, Brother, don’t think too much. Just sit here and play your games!”
Xiaoye pushed Mahiru back down beside the low table, leaving her with a look of bewilderment.
The contrast in Xiaoye’s attitude was too jarring.
A moment ago, she was banning games, and now she was suddenly encouraging them, as if she had discovered a powerful Esports Soul within Mahiru that could lead a Native Esports Team to international success.
“Huh? All I need to do is play games? Xiaoye, are you really not going to stop me?”
“How could I stop you from your favorite hobby, Brother? Not only will I not stop you, but I’ll even play with you!”
As Xiaoye spoke, she picked up a controller and sat down next to Mahiru.
“Speaking of which, it seems our duel hasn’t been decided yet. Brother, come and fight me to the death!”
“Hmph, since you said so, I’m going all out! Xiaoye, take my strongest blow!”
Faced with Xiaoye’s provocation, Mahiru’s fighting spirit was instantly ignited, and she couldn’t wait to start a fierce gaming duel with her.
However, the duel ended quickly. Just like Kensei, who “won’t waste too much of your time,” Xiaoye evaded all of Mahiru’s all-out attacks.
Xiaoye then accurately seized an opportunity and used an ultimate move to instantly kill Mahiru from full health.
“Wait, this character is way too buggy. Their stats are through the roof! How am I supposed to win?”
“Hee-hee. Don’t be a sore loser, Brother. A loss is a loss.”
“No, I don’t accept this! Xiaoye, fight me for another 300 rounds!”
***
And so, Mahiru and Xiaoye spent the entire night gaming.
However, because Xiaoye didn’t have the habit of staying up late, she became so tired she couldn’t keep her eyes open after playing with Mahiru for 2 hours.
She slumped onto the sofa and fell asleep.
Mahiru, on the other hand, was still full of energy.
Even though she was alone, her fighting spirit remained high as she stared at the TV screen, manipulating the controller for intense battles.
Before she knew it, time quickly reached 12:00 PM.
The sunlight outside streamed through the window, making the entire living room incredibly bright.
A beam of light refracted through the glass and landed right on the face of the sleeping Xiaoye.
Feeling the warmth on her face, Xiaoye opened her eyes in a daze.
She slowly sat up from the sofa and glanced around.
Seeing Mahiru still sitting by the low table, frantically pressing the buttons on the controller, she couldn’t help but sigh.
“Hmm? Brother, you’re still playing? Aren’t you tired after playing for so long?”
“It’s… it’s fine.”
Mahiru responded softly without turning her head.
“Huh?”
However, hearing Mahiru’s response, Xiaoye frowned slightly.
Mahiru’s voice seemed a little different.
It now sounded somewhat timid, like that of a sickly young girl.
‘Did my brother’s voice become like this just from playing games for one night?’
Xiaoye didn’t take it to heart, but that wasn’t the only abnormality she noticed.
Mahiru’s physical size seemed to have undergone a slight change as well.
Originally, the T-shirt Mahiru wore was just long enough to cover the base of her thighs.
But now, the shirt ended abruptly at her waist. Xiaoye could even clearly see the crack of her buttocks, as if the T-shirt had severely shrunk.
No, it wasn’t that the T-shirt had shrunk. It was that Mahiru…
Realizing something was wrong, Xiaoye climbed down from the sofa with a suspicious look and walked over to Mahiru’s side.
When she saw Mahiru’s current appearance, her eyes widened in shock, and she nearly jumped in place.
The petite, flat-chested, silver-haired little girl was gone.
In her place was a curvaceous girl with a well-endowed chest and silver bangs covering half her face, looking exactly like An’an Natsume from Mocai.
“What the hell? Who are you? Where is my flat-chested brother who was so easy to bully?”
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