Chapter Thirty-Five: Is there really no one who feels sorry for the Fish Paste?
“By the way, what else did Tang Nai do last night?”
Irina hesitated for a moment before answering:
“Other than making me a bit itchy while changing clothes, nothing else… It’s worth mentioning that the price of the clothes is also on the bill.”
Upon hearing this, Sumu was at a loss for words.
At this point, she had nothing more to complain about; Tang Nai’s bill must now be a mysterious large number. No need to know how much it is, anyway, it won’t be settled.
The favor owed to the Magical Girl Sumu cannot be cleared!
“By the way, why can I only hear your voice now and not see you?”
“Well, to see me, you need to at least fall asleep first. The last time you could see me was because the encroachment of dark magic sent your consciousness to the edge of dreams. Normally, I can’t talk to you until you call for me.”
Dreams?
Sumu couldn’t help but recall the dream she had before, which seemed to be related to Irina.
“When you become a bit stronger, probably around D-level, you’ll be able to maintain consciousness while asleep. We can talk more about it then. If I explain certain concepts directly, you might end up with a headache.”
“Well, that’s better than being completely confused right now…”
“Actually, it’s mainly tiring to have this conversation; my current position feels like I’m holding you up ψ(｀∇´)ψ, while you’re up there dazed, and I’m feeling sore. I won’t say more; I need a break.”
Hearing this did indeed sound pretty awful… but the description was too absurd!
However, it seemed Irina didn’t intend to respond further; there was no more sound.
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Due to the monster attack, City B would probably need a few days to recover. Aside from the repair and security departments, most people were quite free now, and Ye Wanjing came to the café as usual.
Staying in the dormitory was a bit hard for her; she used to have the sofa area all to herself, but now there was an unfamiliar wooden mouse around.
“I have a feeling that tonight I’ll be able to finalize my ranking.”
In the sofa area, Ye Wanjing looked suspiciously at Sumu, who was hugging her arms with one eyebrow raised.
“How long has it been? Wooden Mouse, you can’t be dizzy from the champagne, right?”
“Don’t bring that up again!”
She still remembered how she had gotten champagne foam all over her face because she didn’t tighten the bottle cap.
“Speaking of which, Ye Wanjing, there’s something we haven’t mentioned between us…”
Ye Wanjing was startled by Sumu suddenly getting closer, and looking at Sumu’s sharp gaze, she felt a bit guilty.
“Why are you suddenly calling me by my full name? Wh-what’s the matter? I don’t remember anything.”
“You were really enjoying yourself yesterday, right? The sensation was great, wasn’t it? Want me to help you recall?”
Sumu said through gritted teeth. Upon hearing this, Ye Wanjing’s eyes immediately became dreamy, and she dared not look at Sumu, subtly moving backward.
But Sumu had no intention of letting her escape, quickly grabbing Ye Wanjing’s shoulders and pressing her down on the sofa, looking down at her.
Sumu’s flowing pink hair blocked the light, casting a shadow over Ye Wanjing, making her tense up, swallowing hard.
“Um, can we reconcile?”
“Reconcile? Here and now? You must be joking.”
Seeing Sumu’s expression grow increasingly dangerous, Ye Wanjing gave a slight tremor, her gaze unintentionally falling onto Sumu’s shapely backside.
She clearly remembered how loudly Irina had cried out yesterday; the sensation had been quite nice…
“I understand now; I will reflect on this properly. Please spare me this once!”
“If reflecting was useful, why would we need punishment? Don’t worry, I’ll be very gentle.”
All the magical girls present have the right to torment Sumu, except for a certain someone who urged me to finish writing the complete works and secretly watched in my room!
Sumu’s fair fingers gradually grew larger in Ye Wanjing’s view, causing her to nervously close her eyes, waiting for the impending disaster.
One second, two seconds.
Just as Ye Wanjing was wondering why Sumu hadn’t moved yet, she suddenly heard a crisp sound on her forehead, accompanied by a dizzying impact.
She blinked blankly and touched the red mark on her forehead.
Is that it?
Seeing Ye Wanjing’s puzzled expression, Sumu raised her hand to signal she was about to flick her forehead again, making Ye Wanjing instinctively shrink back against the sofa, her pitiful appearance prompting a smile.
“Alright, I told you I would be gentle.”
After all, she was the only one interested in my writing.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanjing felt somewhat moved.
Wooden Mouse, you’re so gentle!
No wonder the sensation is so soft and bouncy.
Thinking this, Sumu already opened the handheld game console. Noticing this, Ye Wanjing hurriedly leaned in closer and put on her black frame glasses.
“Hehehe, since that’s the case, let me help you strategize.”
Sumu glanced at Ye Wanjing, who seemed to have gained a bit more seriousness in her gaze.
Would she really give reliable advice? It’s quite concerning.
However, after browsing the forum as usual, some unexpected content appeared.
A new discussion thread about Sumu was not meant to slander her but simply stated the facts, and it looked quite popular.
It summarized a chronicle of Sumu’s online experiences before her arrest, detailed enough that Sumu was somewhat surprised herself.
“The account Genius Girl Irina actually posted a lot of good stuff initially, all about magical girl fan works. While similar content is widespread, her collection of magical girl works stands out as particularly authentic, making one doubt whether she has actually experienced it herself.”
There’s no way that sort of thing happened!
“Any brothers with resources? Give me a nudge if you find it.”
“It’s hard to find now, nearly wiped out. Anyway, let’s move on. After the fan work period, Irina entered the hated posting period, marked by the incident with L and the Octopus Monster. Here’s the link.”
Following the link, Sumu jumped to her post from a few years ago, finally recalling the content mentioned.
L had once punched the Octopus Monster into paste, and to this day everyone still remembers the glory of that punch, which was quite impressive. However, the damage caused was also exaggerated.
The online debate regarding the incident mainly split into two factions: the radical faction believed L did nothing wrong and that to prevent the Octopus Monster from continuing its rampage, it was necessary to kill it with one blow without holding back.
Conversely, the conservative faction believed that regardless of how one looked at it, L’s punch appeared to stem from a sense of revenge, which led to widespread destruction of the road and severe impacts on traffic.
Notably, most supporters of the conservative faction had been affected by traffic disruptions, while the radicals were mostly non-residents of the city.
This debate probably boiled down to a radical vs conservative division, and at the time, Sumu resolutely chose the radical side.
“Is there really no one who feels sorry for the monster that was turned into fish paste?”
