Chapter 39: Emotionless Mother and Daughter
“So, what you mean is that as long as the magic power is sufficient, you can gather most of the intelligence from the enemy and even make modifications?”
Lying on the straw mat, Sumu panted heavily, barely managing to show a proud smile at Luo Jialan, only to be rapidly pinched by the latter, causing her to gasp in shock.
At least that’s what Irina told her.
Last night, during a test halfway through, Sumu suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground, seemingly due to just becoming a D-class Magical Girl, with an unstable condition.
After hearing about this, Luo Jialan specifically came to the café in the morning and dragged the recently awakened Wooden Mouse from the sofa area to the Martial Arts Hall.
Originally, she should have had a part-time job at this time, but the Snow King shut down due to the attack incident, so Luo Jialan could only pass the time managing the Martial Arts Hall alone, and she decided to bring Sumu over to teach her how to control her magic power and train her physical fitness.
The last time Sumu faced Ning Xi’s attack, she didn’t even have time to escape, partly because her reactions and physical abilities were quite poor.
With her already weak constitution, Wooden Mouse became even more sluggish after gaining two masses on her chest. Just running from the café to the Martial Arts Hall with Luo Jialan left her drenched in sweat, with sore and cramping calves.
The three kilometers in between are indeed a bit far for an ordinary person, but for a Magical Girl, even a brisk run should leave them neither flushed nor breathless. This made Sumu’s current appearance—gasping with a pink tongue and barely able to move—seem rather shameful.
Clearly, she had felt energetic from the infusion of magic power last night, but now her entire body was soft and lifeless, unable to even firm up her mouth.
I am a magnetic levitation train driver; this is the ultimate magnetic effect track!
And now, Luo Jialan was sitting at the other end, holding Sumu’s slender calf and gradually using her thumb to help her relax the muscles.
This guy, is she really going to cramp up without saying a word?
Feeling Sumu’s weak struggles, Luo Jialan let out a helpless sigh and slightly lessened the pressure of her grip.
I have to say, the feel is pretty good.
Luo Jialan’s fingers were sinking into Sumu’s delicate, snow-white skin, almost as if they were resting on the control panel of the latter, gently pressing down eliciting tightness and trembles all over.
The pain on the left side was milder; during the massage, Sumu would curl her toes and grasp her pink hair. However, the right side was clearly her weak point, with even slight pressure causing her to cry out.
It was quite interesting, like playing with a newly born girl, making one curious about what unique responses she would exhibit.
Luo Jialan’s original intention was to help her relieve the cramping pain, but as she continued, she inadvertently became immersed in it.
Torturing Sumu was much more enjoyable than dealing with the “Tang Nai,” who wouldn’t fight back.
She had to be cautious, controlling the strength in her hands to avoid hurting this girl who was, to her, extremely fragile.
For someone who generally loved fighting and rarely held back, this should not have been an enjoyable experience, yet at this moment, a strange warmth and tranquility filled Luo Jialan’s heart.
She even had a fleeting thought of wanting to keep a hamster to tease in the Martial Arts Hall.
“Alright, it’s all better now; don’t make a fuss.”
After feeling that the muscle cramps were gone, Luo Jialan lightly patted Sumu’s bottom, and the latter instinctively turned her head, casting an embarrassed glare at her.
It was unclear if it was due to Moti Si’s healing magic having side effects, but Sumu’s bottom was particularly sensitive to sudden touches now.
However, Luo Jialan had no intention of teasing Sumu; instead, she acted very naturally, making Sumu realize that she probably didn’t know about that special punishment, so she just rubbed her bottom and turned back.
She tried stretching her calf; aside from soreness, it was already much better.
In this regard, Luo Jialan was quite skilled; perhaps it was because she had spent a long time in the Martial Arts Hall, making her accustomed to such things?
“Speaking of which, maybe you can help me with something.”
Luo Jialan looked straight at Sumu, then with a serious expression, took out a tattered, amusing doodle.
A woman, with an obvious scar on her face. From the messy lines, Sumu could only vaguely distinguish these two pieces of information.
Just looking at the head, one could probably only tell that the species was primate, but looking down, one could notice the intentionally exaggerated chest, indicating the gender of the figure in the drawing.
What Luo Jialan intended to express should be—this is a woman with a lewd physique and a scarred face.
Yet Sumu didn’t find it funny for a moment; instead, she gazed at the character drawn by Luo Jialan in confusion, as this silhouette gradually overlapped with an image she had imagined in her mind.
“Who is this?”
“My mother.”
“Ah?!”
Luo Jialan’s tone as she spoke was as calm as water, without any waves, as if stating a trivial matter over tea.
But the amount of information was too significant, especially for Sumu.
The mother in Luo Jialan’s drawing shared characteristics with the Desire Witch she had once written about!
“Isn’t she with you?”
Luo Jialan shook her head, her light purple eyes calm as a lake.
“She hasn’t been here for a long time; she was supposed to be dead.”
Speaking of a person completely unrelated to herself, Luo Jialan said this, yet Sumu could clearly feel the magic power radiating from the blue-haired girl uncontrollably fluctuating.
She now regretted why she had to fabricate a so-called Desire Witch.
But Luo Jialan seemed unconcerned about that article; otherwise, she would have already given herself a lesson like Moti Si.
Thinking this, Sumu cautiously began to probe.
“So, why did she leave?”
Upon hearing this, Luo Jialan’s expression grew somewhat complicated.
“It was I who made her go; at that time, I wasn’t a Magical Girl yet.”
You made her leave, and she just left? It’s not that easy, right?
It was clear the underlying story was very complex; Luo Jialan didn’t intend to disclose the details. Still, Sumu could guess that her mother must have come into contact with magic power, or in the worst case, truly became the so-called Desire Witch.
But the Desire Witch was something she had made up; how could the things written for the dojo be taken seriously? It shouldn’t even come true!
Thinking of those inappropriate contents she had once written, Sumu broke out in a cold sweat.
Unfamiliar aunt, please make sure to maintain your humanity and don’t lose your sanity to do strange things to your daughter!
“Hey, what are you so anxious about? Don’t think about things randomly, especially don’t let it relate to what you’ve written. You know such things are impossible, right?”
Luo Jialan immediately noticed Sumu’s oddness, causing her to twitch her mouth, as her internal thoughts got increasingly chaotic.
The excessively chaotic relationship that Sumu depicted was the exact opposite of reality.
Luo Jialan neither loved nor hated her mother, and her mother felt the same way.
