Chapter 2: A passionate encounter with the heroine of my novel

Staring at the star-shaped emblem that gleamed with a gem-like luster, Su Mu’s mind momentarily froze.

No way, this can’t be possible, right?

The idea of a weirdo using a magical girl transformation device—

Wouldn’t the body just melt like a candle?

Perhaps it was his self-awareness as a male, or maybe it was the memory of his cross-dressing on the forums, but Su Mu was extremely averse to this idea.

He could envision himself being arrested by a magical girl, and he could picture his future continuing in this stable manner, but he just couldn’t imagine himself becoming one of those magical girls.

After all, his past achievements constantly reminded him of his identity.

The first post was a fanfiction with the defeated female protagonist being the magical girl Landuo.

It was essentially a casual essay written out of interest, mainly about the story of magical girl Landuo being defeated by a tentacle monster.

With the unique imagination of a young boy, the scenes were described in such detail that one could almost see Landuo struggling enticingly among the slimy, powerful tentacles.

That time, Su Mu was chased and attacked by Landuo’s fans for nearly half a month, and some people strongly demanded that he couldn’t treat them differently and had to write about all the magical girls…

You bastard, you just want to show off, don’t you!

Fine, then I’ll find a way to meet your unreasonable demands!

The final collection of this series was surprisingly high, but unfortunately, it has all been deleted.

After gaining popularity, Su Mu began to gradually show his fangs.

He first pretended to be a magical girl and posted a large number of comments that were derogatory towards men.

“Those wimpy uncles are always in danger, and after being saved, they still stare at the battle suits with lecherous eyes. They deserve to be taught a lesson.”

“Civilians just need to call for help. We magical girls have a lot more to consider. If we don’t save them, they’ll blame us. A bunch of wimps. Don’t think that just because you pay taxes, you can take this for granted!”

Although it may not seem like a problem at first glance, it was actually sowing discord between magical girls and ordinary civilians.

It was the kind of thing that made people feel uncomfortable, but they couldn’t quite put their finger on what the problem was.

No wonder Su Mu was known as the legendary cross-dresser.

He was a naturally gifted troublemaker.

Moreover, his talent as a weirdo was that he could make his insulting words more hurtful, even on the internet.

He cross-dressed under every hot topic, was bombarded with thousands of private messages every day, and took pleasure in fighting back, harvesting negative emotions in the process.

It has to be said that it was a very effective method, although it was a bit mentally taxing.

Being constantly attacked by a flood of trash talk could almost turn him into a cyber masochist.

But Su Mu was not a masochist, at least not yet, and he was even less willing to be executed by the magical girls in the name of justice.

“Sister Rabbit, is there any other way?”

“There is, but it comes with conditions.”

Seeing the other party’s still brisk reply, Su Mu instantly forgot the discomfort of being hacked just now.

“What conditions?”

“For example, being able to run faster than a plane, or having the strength to fight two C-class magical girls with bare hands.”

Su Mu immediately realized that he was being toyed with, and his good feelings towards Grey Rabbit Candy plummeted once again.

Yeah, how could someone who had already exposed themselves have good intentions?

“If I had that ability, would I even be asking you?”

“Don’t rush. After you transform, you might actually have that kind of power.”

—In the end, it still comes down to me transforming.

Forget that!

Su Mu lay listlessly on the bed, staring blankly at the dusty ceiling.

At least before the so-called two C-class magical girls arrived, there was still some time to calm down a bit, right?

Do I really have time to calm down?

“Knock, knock, knock!”

The heavy, forceful knocking on the door resonated with a strong sense of grievance, making the metal security door tremble.

Su Mu shot up from the bed in an instant, his eyes dazed as they scanned the surroundings, and his limbs fidgeted restlessly.

Could he pretend he wasn’t home?

“Knock, knock, knock!”

The rhythmic pounding was like drumbeats, each one hammering into Su Mu’s chest and causing his pupils to tremble violently.

“Is anyone home? We are law enforcement officers. Please cooperate nicely with the investigation,” the sweet, girlish voice outside spoke in an extremely dangerous tone, making Su Mu’s heart skip a beat.

He tried to stand up, but his legs kept going weak, so he could only inch his way towards the star-shaped emblem, clutching it in his hand and then pressing himself against the wall as he made his way to the bathroom.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out, but why couldn’t he muster any strength in his body?

Su Mu had always had poor physical fitness, and his overly cute appearance often led to him being ridiculed by his male peers as being like a girl.

Although he had always disliked it, why was his body now acting like a timid girl, so uncooperative?

He pushed the bedroom door open with all his might, but his bedroom was still some distance away from the bathroom in the living room.

And to get there, he had to pass through the bedroom door.

Thinking of this, Su Mu became even more nervous, his fingers inadvertently brushing against the wall and picking up a lot of flaking plaster.

The mottled wall was crumbling, seemingly because of the strong-willed girl outside, the already somewhat old house was starting to struggle to hold up.

“If you don’t answer, I’ll come in when I count to ten,” the voice outside said.

Su Mu gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of the voice.

He wouldn’t forget this voice; it had to be Landuo.

That violent person with a very delicate appearance!

If she caught him, he would probably first get some bruises, and then some more scattered around!

The more he thought about it, the heavier his steps became.

His slender calves felt as if they were filled with lead and couldn’t be lifted.

“One.”

He had to move, even if he couldn’t walk properly.

Su Mu raised his face, which was covered in cold sweat, brushed away the pink strands of hair that were sticking to it, held his breath, and gradually approached the bathroom.

“Two.”

The girl’s countdown was like a death knell compact and hurried.

“Three.”

Su Mu tried his best to suppress any sound as he walked past the bedroom door.

At this moment, he felt as if he was separated from the girl outside only by a door.

Fortunately, the other party did not notice and continued counting on her own.

“Four.”

He was almost there.

As long as he could reach that place—

Su Mu’s mood suddenly became light-hearted.

Looking at the doorknob within arm’s reach, he unconsciously stretched out his hand.

“I’m coming in!”

Didn’t she say she would count to ten?

Or was it actually to four?

How could such an inhumane countdown be thought of?

Su Mu’s shocked expression froze on his face.

At this moment, half of his body had already crossed the threshold, but he still witnessed the scene of his security door, which had stood for more than ten years, flying backward like a broken kite.

He could vaguely see some light blue long hair fluttering among the debris, but Su Mu didn’t have time to appreciate it carefully.

He desperately squeezed into the bathroom and locked the door from the inside.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Su Mu couldn’t help but feel as if he had been transported to another world.

His hand, tightly clutching the emblem, had turned pale from the excessive force.

It was unclear whether it was an illusion, but it seemed as if the emblem had flashed a gleam.