Xia Yuanhua regained consciousness the next morning.
It wasn’t until the warm sunlight touched her face and the constant chirping of birds outside the window reached her ears that she finally rolled over and woke up.
The unfamiliar ceiling above jolted her foggy mind into instant alertness.
Fortunately, she was still wearing last night’s clothes, and her phone was right there.
She was in that hazy post-drinking state, not yet sure what had happened, when the Innkeeper called.
The Innkeeper said that the young man who brought her here last night ordered breakfast for her and asked if she wanted it delivered upstairs.
By the time the simple meal of shumai and soy milk was set on the table, her brain finally processed the whirlwind of madness from the night before.
She failed to harass a young man, failed at suicide, and failed at rebellion.
Ugh, so embarrassing, I want to die.
With a shumai between her lips, she tapped away on the virtual keyboard for ten minutes, then deleted the entire melodramatic essay.
In the end, Xia Yuanhua only sent a “Good morning” bear sticker to Fang Wei.
After a night of not checking her phone, she found several missed calls.
When the other party couldn’t get through, they started a barrage of messages—pressure oozed from every word.
Xia Yuanhua glanced at them.
There were dozens of voice messages, and the one she randomly opened was a gut-wrenching plea.
She chose not to listen to any more.
Who could be in a good mood with this kind of drama so early in the morning?
Xia Yuanhua frowned, lost her appetite, and decided to get ready and go straight to work.
At that moment, a message marked “Special Concern” arrived.
It was a photo—steamed buns and spicy soup.
Fang Wei followed the photo with another good morning sticker.
[Sister, remember to eat breakfast on time.]
She stared blankly for a moment and sat back down.
It was 7:03 AM.
Sunlight streamed through the window, dividing the room into light and shadow.
Green succulents by the window glistened with water droplets, and the birdsong was gradually drowned out by passing traffic.
Xia Yuanhua took a sip of soy milk.
Being cared for like this should have made her happy, but for some reason, Xia Yuanhua couldn’t feel any joy.
The young man on the other side of the screen seemed to have recovered from his suicidal mood from last night.
Would he still come to her?
At his age, two thousand yuan probably wouldn’t last long.
Mental wounds aren’t so easily healed.
He must still be suffering, maybe still being bullied, maybe still wanting to die…
In front of him, she had to play the role of the dependable older sister.
……
“Ah-choo!”
He sneezed, not knowing who was thinking about him.
Fang Wei took a picture of Si Chen’s breakfast and sent it to Xia Yuanhua.
He didn’t like noodles in the morning, so Si Chen specially ordered him a pork cutlet rice with an egg and a bottle of Laoda Happy Water.
With a setup like this, it was hard not to suspect that Si Chen was raising death soldiers.
After double-checking, he confirmed his task: infiltrate the university and approach the so-called weakest magical girl—no other dangerous missions.
After all, if your brother is buying you pork cutlet rice, things have either gotten serious or he’s plotting against your body.
“What are you looking at?”
Si Chen drank spicy soup, oil glistening on his lips, which shone against his handsome face and unique long silver-white hair.
Bro, if you just show your medical report proving you’re a woman, I’ll let you plot against my body.
Fang Wei ate a piece of pork cutlet and shook his head.
“Nothing, just curious. You said there are three magical girls in Nantong City—who’s the third one?”
That was all he could say.
He couldn’t tell Si Chen that while they were eating, the eyes of the little girl at the next table were about to pop out.
And the aunt beside them had already passed their table four times, swaying her hips so much she could throw out a ribbon.
He glanced up—the aunt threw a flirtatious look his way.
He felt like he’d been hit with ten thousand volts.
Si Chen was unfazed by the hungry looks from girls and women nearby—unclear if he was oblivious or just didn’t care.
This guy was so handsome it was a wonder he wasn’t trending on Xiaohongshu.
With a helpless smile, he said:
“You think magical girls are easy to unmask? Xia Yuanhua was a magical girl ten years ago, and she hasn’t transformed in the past two years, so she’s relatively easy to find.”
“Of course, as a combat-specialized magical girl, even if her identity is exposed, Xia Yuanhua generally isn’t in danger.”
Yes, unless she doesn’t want to live anymore.
Fang Wei added silently.
“As for the target of this mission, she’s a complete newcomer. Plus, our investigative technology is pretty advanced now, so unmasking her wasn’t hard.”
“And the third one—”
Si Chen gave a bitter smile.
“That one’s so strong that after she became a magical girl, Xia Yuanhua, as a combat-specialized type, retired on the spot within a year. There have been no transformation records since. For the past three years in Nantong City, all Monsters and Kaijin have been handled by her alone.”
In short—strong, very strong, so strong that the [Kaxiu] organization couldn’t even investigate.
So, when scamming the system, Si Chen simply excluded her from the strategy list.
Dealing with a washed-up magical girl and a newbie was still easier than handling a stat monster.
Even if he hypnotized only two magical girls, the basic hypnosis reward was still ten million per session.
Last night’s encounter with Xia Yuanhua was just a first contact—not even to the hypnosis stage—yet he received the Undying Totem and Infinite Condom.
In other words, a person should know when to be content—these two magical girls were enough.
There was no need to provoke the most dangerous one.
Fang Wei understood.
As a regressor, he’d been killed by a magical girl’s ultimate move the moment he acquired the [Hypnosis App], before he even had a chance to use it.
He woke up ten years later and started a new life.
Those were walking nuclear bombs, so he had to be extremely cautious when approaching them.
After finishing his invincible pork cutlet rice, Fang Wei decided not to let the pork’s expectations go to waste and planned to head straight to University of Nantong to hypnotize a magical girl.
Time to make his move, brother.
“Oh, by the way, I don’t need this infinite condom. You figure out what it does.”
Before leaving, Fang Wei pulled the condom from the system and handed it to Si Chen.
Anything labeled ‘infinite’ was usually some perverse mechanic or freak.
Not to mention, even if condoms had no use, if Prime Minister Beixiang had these back in the day, he could’ve stormed straight to Xuchang with lubricant.
But setting aside the modern world, Fang Wei still had some dignity.
He couldn’t very well shout ‘Infinite Suit!’ or ‘Suit On!’ in the middle of a fight.
If Heixiao-jun had not been born, condoms would make the world eternally dark.
Anyway, this thing should go to the organization, as agreed at the start—split the system gains thirty-seventy.
After Fang Wei left, many girls still glanced over.
Fang Wei was also good-looking, just a bit overshadowed by Si Chen.
No girl disliked handsome guys.
When one left, the other looked even more dazzling.
Si Chen finished eating and stood up, looking directly at the woman who’d been passing by their table.
The woman who’d thrown a flirtatious glance at Fang Wei smiled and walked over to Si Chen—only to be met with such a cold, murderous gaze that she almost fell over.
Si Chen stared at her without a trace of emotion.
Auntie, who were you flirting with just now?
Look at yourself—are you a virgin? Are you even worthy of exchanging glances with my Fang Wei?
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Yandare tomboy?!?!
That kinda hot