Chapter 4: Secret Weapon, Ultimate Insult
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Water droplets occasionally fell from the edge of the pool, shattering on the ground and splattering onto L’s white thigh-high socks.
Her slender fingers tangled in her water-blue long hair that fell to her waist, coiling up at the tips in a knotted mess.
Reflected in her purple eyes was a cute girl who looked like a chipmunk.
She buried her delicate peach-blossom-like face between her long pink hair and her legs, exposing only a pair of moist apricot eyes and a reddened delicate nose, embodying a fragile beauty.
The checked pajamas she wore at this moment clearly fit her poorly, with the buttons at the front straining tightly, as if two soft white jade lumps were about to pop out.
From L’s perspective, she could see a long, bottomless crevice leading down along the exquisitely fine collarbone, which at this moment appeared even more pronounced and towering due to Sumu’s pressure, making her inwardly curse at the vulgarity.
From the hem of the pajamas, two almost unmasked snowy white legs extended out, curled up in a defensive posture, yet this actually exposed her weaknesses.
However, when L’s gaze unconsciously slid down to the base of the thigh, it was blocked by the overlapping jade feet.
Seemingly noticing that L was looking toward that private area, a flush of peach pink suddenly climbed up Sumu’s cheeks, causing her to instinctively tense her body, point her toes, and bring her legs closer together.
Even if she was unaware of her current situation, she still felt ashamed.
After all, L was a magical girl, facing such a Sumu, she felt a bit at a loss. But the moment she thought of the girl’s online persona, L gritted her silver teeth in anger.
She suddenly leaned closer, her slender fingers poking at Sumu’s tender cheek, then gliding gently past her ear, resting on Sumu’s chin, applying slight pressure to lift her head, allowing for better eye contact.
Sumu let out a soft whimper, her heart filled with unspeakable shame and anger, yet she clearly understood that she could only let L move her at this moment.
She tightly shut her eyes, inadvertently holding her breath.
The cheek that had always been covered finally fully exposed itself to L’s view; the near-perfect features completely stole the breath of this otherwise monotonous magical girl.
After transforming, Sumu’s face appeared even softer, her complexion as pure as fresh snow, which further accentuated her tightly pursed vermilion lips that were irresistibly tender.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, conveying her inner tension and unease.
“Hey, your name is Sumu, right?”
“Um.”
The girl’s voice was incredibly sweet, even sweeter than one with rock candy.
“You know why I sought you out, right?”
“I know…”
L’s heart became increasingly conflicted as this girl was far more straightforward than she had imagined.
So how did she end up writing such terrible things?!
“Do you remember what you wrote back then? Especially that piece about the defeated magical girl…”
Sumu shyly opened her eyes, her gaze dazed, swirling and dizzy.
Of course, she remembered.
“Magical Girl L suffers defeat and is subjected to ultimate humiliation by former companions using a secret weapon.”
—Outside the city, in a no-man’s land where no magical detection devices could locate the place, was where L was.
“Gah, stop wasting time and kill me.”
Suspended in the air, L was tightly restrained by coiling tentacles; with the ominous atmosphere in the air, a flush had already spread along her neck, yet she continued to speak fiercely.
Meanwhile, the source of those tentacles, a scarred seductively beautiful woman, sipped her drink while revealing a devilish smile.
“Hehe, after finally catching you, how could I easily kill you? Here, I have nearly unlimited time to humiliate you and utterly obliterate your dignity.”
With that, the tentacled witch clapped her hands, and with the sound of a rapid drumbeat from the gramophone, four familiar figures appeared at the cave entrance; just the shadows were enough to identify who they were.
” Miti? Baima? Moti Si? And Lemon? You guys…”
“That’s right, before you, they had already become my slaves, and now you can experience everything they went through.”
Once magical girls, each possessed exceptional skills, their fighting spirit and patience were astonishing; even after their fall, they understood even better how to ravage L, also a magical girl!
“Sorry, L, we really can’t defeat the evil adult, so you should come and accompany us—”
Sumu had a rich imagination, able to write about the strangest secret weapon.
But now she had to worry if L would use the so-called secret weapon on her.
“Hey, Irina, do you remember what I said later?”
Ugh, why is she using my online name?
Being called by an online name in reality, while being called by a real name online, is one of the most embarrassing situations, and the crossdressing field master Sumu finally achieved both of these feats today!
“N-No, I don’t remember.”
That person named Jialan was indeed L herself; Sumu had not dared to finish reading that private message back then, as it was even more explicit than what she had written.
“If only you were a monster, then I could practice those thoughts one by one.”
Upon hearing this, Sumu instantly felt chills run down her spine, thankful she hadn’t revealed herself, otherwise who knows what would happen.
“Unfortunately, I never expected you to be an authentic magical girl. Although the qualifications and virtues of magical girls are unrelated, it’s still hard for me to accept.”
Huh? Authentic? Me?
Sumu felt a bit dazed; she couldn’t sense much difference before and after her transformation, it seemed there was nothing particularly noteworthy aside from her body becoming more sensitive.
There was neither an extravagant battle suit nor dazzling magical girl radiance.
Her mood inexplicably fell a bit.
“Alright, L, since it’s confirmed this child is a magical girl, don’t dwell on past matters; there will be plenty of time for you two to be alone in the future.”
A mature and knowledgeable voice suddenly rang out, drawing both of their attention to the red-haired girl at the door.
The newcomer was the magical girl previously referred to as Miti, taller than L, wearing black frame glasses, appearing quite composed, yet Sumu felt that a fervor was hidden within her deep red eyes.
Upon seeing Sumu, Miti’s expression gradually softened; she knew that L had been playing the whiteface for a while, and it was time for her to rescue the scene.
“I am Miti, and she is L. We are here to confirm if you are a lost magical girl. I believe after awakening this talent, you must be very troubled, so come with us first.”
Sumu hesitantly nodded.
Indeed, she was troubled by this talent of the monster.
