“Little… Chun? What are you doing…?”
Behind Luo Shiyin, Zhao Doudou, who had followed her to the doorway, naturally saw the magical scene of the wand drying panties and couldn’t help but stand there, stunned.
Upon hearing this, the girl, who was only wearing the upper half of her school uniform, stiffened and quickly retreated a few steps, hiding the wand and the panties on it behind her back.
Due to the abruptness of her movement, a school badge slipped out of her pocket and fell right in front of Luo Shiyin, allowing her to see the three characters “Su Dan Chun” on it.
However, at this moment, the girl’s mind was entirely focused on the wand and the panties—two things that seemed unrelated but, when combined with the identity of a beautiful girl, became surprisingly harmonious—completely unaware that her real name had just been revealed.
After making sure that what was behind her would no longer be seen, Su Dan Chun awkwardly explained:
“I just finished washing my underwear and found that the clothesline was used up, so I used it…”
“Hmm, but didn’t you say, Xiao Chun, that this is a limited edition? Is it really okay to use it like this?”
Hearing the other party’s reason, Zhao Doudou couldn’t help but show a puzzled expression on her face.
In response, Su Dan Chun freed one hand and nonchalantly waved it:”Isn’t the point of buying something to use it? I can’t exactly go around cosplaying as a magical girl with this thing, can I?”
“So… that’s actually a merchandise item?”
Looking at the other party, who, despite being embarrassed, was not at all flustered, Luo Shiyin couldn’t help but doubt her own judgment.
To be honest, when she first saw the blue wand, she thought she was incredibly lucky to have rented a house and just happened to encounter a real magical girl.
But now that she thought about it, that was indeed quite unlikely, after all, magical girls aren’t little girls who can be found in droves by waiting outside an elementary school after school.
Moreover, a magical girl would never use her life-sustaining wand as a clothesline for drying panties, would she?
“Um…”
In the room, feeling the gaze of the black-haired, long-haired little girl constantly focused on her, Su Dan Chun’s face flickered with a bit of hesitation.
But after hesitating for a moment, she still stretched out the hand that was hidden behind her back and handed it to the other party: “Well, if you like it, you can have it.”
The next second, the room fell into complete silence, and the reason…was that what the girl took out was the pair of panties that hadn’t completely dried yet.
“Xiao Chun… you… did you take the wrong thing?”
Looking at the white cloth in her friend’s hand, Zhao Doudou struggled to lift her head, her voice trembling.
Seeing everyone’s reaction, Su Dan Chun finally lowered her head.
After realizing what was in her hand, she too fell into silence.
It was unknown how much time passed before she raised her head again.
Although her facial expression didn’t change much, her movements were somewhat stiff: “If you really want it, it’s not impossible…””No, thank you.”
Listening to the other party’s tone, which was forced to cover up the embarrassment, Luo Shiyin felt a headache and pressed her head with her hand—she now began to think that she was just being paranoid.
Otherwise, relying on a girl like this to save the world would be too miserable.
“Green bean soup… um, how is it?”
At that moment, Xiao Ya appeared at the stairway with a glass containing three cups of chilled mung bean soup, and then she saw the peculiar scene in the room, which made her stand there in a daze.
Behind her was the white-haired little girl who had been resting on the sofa, arranged by Luo Shiyin.
“Nothing much… in any case, first take me on a formal tour of this house.”
Her gaze swept over the three girls, and Luo Shiyin looked up at the sky outside the window, which had already begun to darken, preparing to take a proper look around.………………”Miss Luo, I am truly grateful for your trust! If there are any issues in daily life, please don’t hesitate to call me!”
At the villa entrance, the female receptionist, holding the rental contract, bowed ninety degrees, her voice even tinged with a hint of crying.