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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 434

Chapter 434: Break the Cocoon and Reborn

But I don’t think it’s like what Jayad guessed. Although those two dreams were terrifying and disgusting, they both seemed incredibly real, as if I were there.
That’s why I’m afraid of having these premonitory nightmares. The feeling of experiencing them firsthand is too terrifying, but it also gives me that intuition that this event is bound to happen.
“Ugh!” At this moment, I suddenly felt uncomfortable. The surroundings seemed very tight and oppressive, with an impulse to break through the confinement.
“Parul, what is it again?” Jayad asked nervously. I had already made him extremely jumpy.
“I, I feel like I’m coming out!” I said painfully.
“What’s coming out?” Jayad looked at me with utter confusion.
“Sister Parul means she’s about to break out of her cocoon. Huh? That’s not right. I, I’m also squeezed! How can this be? It shouldn’t be time to break out of the cocoon yet!?” Via also said in surprise.
I couldn’t see myself, but I could see Xiao Wei beside me. Her large cocoon, as crystal clear as a ruby, had dimmed, and I could feel something wriggling inside.
“Parul, your aura seems to have stabilized. Why don’t you try to come out?” Jayad asked.
“No way! I feel powerless all over. I can’t break through this shell at all, woo! Why is this so hard?” I tried to stretch my body to break the pupal shell, but it was impossible. I didn’t even have the right angle to exert force.
“Believers of the Gluttony Demon King’s followers, when forming a cocoon, the pupal shell will be particularly hard to protect themselves. However, it usually softens when breaking out. If an accident like this occurs, someone nearby needs to help make an incision!” Xiao Wei said.
“Then, Older Brother Jayad, I’m counting on you!” I said. I was feeling increasingly squeezed and suffocated. If I didn’t get out soon, I was afraid I would suffocate inside the cocoon.
“Will it hurt Parul?” Jayad took out his shortsword and gestured towards my cocoon, asking. He remembered that even a casual poke before had made Parul cry out.
“It shouldn’t now. Sister Parul should have finished shaping and separated from the outer wall. This current cocoon is just a layer of very hard dead skin,” Via said.
This useless cocoon, hard when it shouldn’t be, and stubbornly hard when it shouldn’t be. I couldn’t help but complain inwardly.
“Then I’ll try. Parul, be careful and don’t move around,” Jayad carefully went to cut the front of my cocoon with his shortsword.
This shortsword, obtained from a killer sent by an Alien Parasite, could cut through iron and break hair as if blowing on it. It was an exceptionally sharp weapon. Jayad and I had compared them privately. Even the Church’s standard silver sword wasn’t as sharp as the Ruby Shortsword.
However, against my cocoon, this shortsword surprisingly met resistance. It wasn’t that it couldn’t cut it at all, but it was very difficult, like cutting through an iron sheet. And because he was afraid of hurting me, Jayad didn’t dare to exert too much force.
When a small opening was cut into the cocoon, liquid flowed out. Jayad immediately stopped, afraid to cut further.
“It’s okay, Older Brother Jayad, please continue. I can feel the outside now. Cut it a bit wider,” I urged. This feeling of being stuck halfway is not good.
Jayad listened and could only continue to cut slowly and cautiously. Such a meticulous task was difficult for him. Actually, this surgery, like a Cesarean section, should have been done by Amelia, but it was dark now, so there was no choice but to let Older Brother Jayad do it.
Finally, the cocoon was cut with a sufficiently large裂痕. I could finally push it open. Seeing my body, Jayad was relieved. He directly used his hands to pry and the shortsword to force it open.
“Hoo!” I breathed in the fresh air. My bound limbs could finally stretch. I couldn’t wait to crawl out, and then, I don’t know what I was thinking, I hugged Jayad, who was right in front of me.
“Huh? Parul?” Jayad was clearly unprepared and a bit flustered by my sudden embrace.
“Heh heh, it feels so good to have hands and feet, especially no insect legs.” I looked at my hands and smiled. This time there was no insect shell, no insect legs, no insect wings. Spotless, with a moist sheen, my skin was as fair and tender as a baby’s. This was a true human body, without any mutations.
However, I suddenly looked at my newborn body and realized something. Jayad also reminded me with a wry smile, “Parul, you’re not wearing any clothes yet!”
“Ah!” My face quickly turned red, and I retreated back into the coffin, curling up. It wasn’t the first time Jayad had seen me, but for some reason, I was becoming more shy.
Moreover, because it was all water in the cocoon just now, my body was actually wet. When I hugged him, I got Jayad’s clothes wet, which was embarrassing.
“It’s so nice, your relationship. Big Brother, could you also cut me open?” Via asked.
“You’re breaking out of your cocoon too?” I asked. Although I felt Via’s condition was close to the final stage, I didn’t expect her to break out of her cocoon with me.
“It wasn’t supposed to be today. I expected it to be a few more days, but inexplicably, the promotion is over now, and I have to break out of my cocoon now. So, Big Brother, help me?” Via said playfully.
“Okay.” Jayad nodded. He first found a cloth to wipe me dry, then picked up the shortsword and easily cut into Via’s red blood cocoon.
With the experience of opening my cocoon just now, Jayad was now proficient. He easily cut open the front of the blood cocoon and even made a cross-shaped cut for easier opening.
I strangely felt he was cutting jade, because Via’s cocoon had turned dark red after dimming, much like a red jade hidden within a stone.
Combined with cutting me out just now, Jayad was now like opening a can, but what he opened was a Beautiful Girl. You see, another Beautiful Girl has been opened.
“Woo!” Via was carried out of the blood cocoon by Jayad. Taking my previous lesson to heart, Jayad had prepared a velvet red cloth this time. As soon as she came out, he wiped Via dry and wrapped her up.
I thought Via had completed her coming-of-age Ritual and would become a curvaceous beauty, but she was still the same cute little loli, with fair skin and big round red eyes. Her golden hair, originally tied into twin ponytails, was now cascading down her shoulders, also wet.
It must have been hard work for Jayad to carefully dry our hair and get clothes for us to wear. During this time, Via begged me to suck some of her blood.
I could also observe my newborn body. It was beautiful. Although my appearance hadn’t changed, my skin had become even more tender. The texture of my black and gold gradient hair had also become soft and smooth.
I had a rebirth, and the congenital defects caused by my previous malnutrition were all compensated for.


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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

今天的魔女小姐也在努力活着
Score 8.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
You hear the penny-dreadful tales, don’t you? Souls whisked off to other worlds, landing in lives of ease and splendor. Reborn as young lords in grand manors, with enchanted baubles at their fingertips or a spectral mentor whispering secrets. But my own ‘grand arrival’? No gentle angel to light the path. Instead, a repulsive, foul deity—some forgotten horror from a darker age—claimed me. I was tormented to the very edge of oblivion, then pitched into a twisted, gaslit world of shadows and fear. I awoke in the frail body of an orphan girl, shivering in some rat-infested rookery, choked by smog and despair. Weak, plagued by illness, with a hunger that gnawed relentlessly. My new story didn’t start from scratch; it began deep in the dregs, clawing my way up from less than nothing.” Now, all I fight for is to live, to see another grimy sunrise over these cobbled streets. Not just for my own skin, but for him—the one whose fate is tangled with mine, the one soul I cling to in this godforsaken, fog-drenched city.

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