Chapter 42: Luo Jialan Dazed by Desire
Is there a gap between imagination and reality?
At this moment, Sumu could confidently pat her chest and say, “Yes, bro, there is. Do you see that? This is the insurmountable gap.”
After being rescued by Irina, Sumu shook her dizzy head and decided to change into her swimsuit first.
No more looking; I truly don’t dare to look this time.
Crossing the mental barrier, Sumu managed to tie the peach-colored swimsuit without much effort, even with her head tilted back.
The familiar feeling of being wrapped returned all over her body, and after holding her breath tightly, Sumu finally let out a long sigh. As for the lower half…
It was even less suitable to challenge with her eyes open.
Indeed, I have to take it one step at a time.
A moment later, Sumu gently pulled the curtain and peeked out of the fitting room, just in time to meet Luo Jialan’s gaze, who was leaning against the doorway.
“Want to take a look?”
Luo Jialan’s gaze slid down from Sumu’s porcelain-like collarbone to the neckline, and she subconsciously swallowed a gulp.
Although they were both girls, why did this girl feel so different? Could it be that shyness is a contagious disease that spreads through sight?
*Ahem*, “Well then, I guess I’ll take a look.”
After lightly clearing her throat, Luo Jialan honestly made her decision.
Yes, just like changing the skin of a game character, even if it’s slightly revealing, isn’t it meant to be appreciated?
Thinking this, Luo Jialan cautiously glanced around before lifting the curtain and smoothly entering the fitting room.
When Sumu’s figure fully appeared in her sight, she found that the shy girl was far more alluring than she had imagined.
Perhaps because Sumu had always concealed her body, the contrast and impact upon wearing the swimsuit left Luo Jialan’s mind temporarily blank.
It made her want to squeeze.
This suddenly sprouted thought indeed sounded frivolous, prompting Luo Jialan to clench her right hand behind her waist to calm her restless heart.
Luo Jialan, oh Luo Jialan, is there really blood flowing in you that belongs to that woman of desire? Why am I thinking such ridiculous things?
Being closely watched, Sumu’s face had already turned as red as a peach, wanting to organize her thoughts to break the frozen atmosphere, but she couldn’t think of a single word.
Today’s L is quite different.
In her impression, L should have been decisive, direct, and spirited, yet whether it was when talking about her mother or now, she would inexplicably get entangled.
Is there something about me that makes her feel conflicted? It’s so embarrassing to be stared at like this.
Thinking this, Sumu unconsciously turned her head away, and after standing there for a long time, Luo Jialan finally realized.
“Uh, it looks great, really suits you… why don’t you try another one first?”
Saying this, Luo Jialan fled outside like a gust of wind, and it wasn’t until her gaze refocused on the clean clothing store that her mood began to settle.
Leaning against the door, she could not only feel her rapid breathing and heartbeat but could vaguely hear the rustling of clothes peeling off behind the thin partition.
Her thoughts growing more chaotic, Luo Jialan had to slap her cheeks lightly, feeling the heat in her palms, and finally realized something.
“I can’t possibly be interested in her body.”
At first, she just thought that Sumu’s soft appearance would be delightful to squish, but now that idea had unknowingly begun to change.
Logically, girls shouldn’t have such thoughts about each other. Could it be because of the things this girl writes…
That’s right, the emotions Luo Jialan felt when she first finished reading were mostly embarrassment, but there was also a sense of wonder at opening up a new perspective.
But she never expected this wonder would ultimately apply to the very girl who wrote those words.
“No, I became the Magical Girl L to dispel that woman’s shadow.”
Only she would have plans to toy with others. I won’t be like her. I won’t…
“I’m ready.”
“Alright.”
Though her heart told her this little by little, when she heard the voice, she couldn’t help but enter with a smile.
The previously calm magic was starting to spiral out of control.
That’s right, I want to dispel the shadow that woman brought me—she likes to suppress my desires, so I should let them burst forth fiercely!
It seemed that after changing already once, Sumu no longer looked as shy, but her tense body still indicated her inner discomfort.
“How does it look?”
“Delicious 😋.”
Looking at Luo Jialan, who was clearly not acting normally, Sumu subconsciously crossed her arms protectively over her chest.
Something’s off; why does she look at me like that?!
At this critical moment, Sumu suddenly heard Irina’s voice in her heart.
“This isn’t good, she’s losing control a bit.”
In the narrow fitting room, Sumu could clearly feel the dazed look in Luo Jialan’s eyes, along with the magical tide stirring around.
“What do you mean by losing control? I feel like this is really bad.”
“Powerful magical girls can occasionally experience magical turbulence. Before they reach Level B, this phenomenon becomes increasingly easier to trigger as their strength grows.”
And L was precisely at this stage.
“Now, she has been overtaken by deep-seated desires. Good luck, little Sumu.”
This can’t be; L being overtaken by desires… what exactly did the Desire Witch do to her?!
In the midst of her thoughts, Luo Jialan’s hand had already grasped Sumu’s wrist, with gentle pressure pushing Sumu toward the wall.
“Let me squeeze just a little, just a squeeze.”
As Sumu’s body slid down the wall little by little, she looked at Luo Jialan, whose eyes had turned into hearts, her pupils shaking violently.
Just a little squeeze, just a little rub, turn around…
“Irina, help me!”
“You fool, why are you only thinking about seeking my help? Don’t always consider yourself a noob, use your own magic.”
“My hand is being held by her; I can’t resist.”
“Really? She isn’t even using much force. I see you don’t want to resist at all~.”
Hearing this, Sumu blushed and pouted, “So not true!”
In her excitement, her strength surged forth, yanking her hand away. Sensing Sumu’s struggle, Luo Jialan’s actions paused slightly, and she stood there in a daze.
She finally came to her senses.
“I’m sorry, I-I-I…”
Under Sumu’s embarrassed gaze, Luo Jialan was suddenly flustered and speechless.
Who am I, where am I, what was I just doing?
All right!
