Chapter 45: An Unexpected Encounter and a Sudden Transformation

Luo Huayin had certainly stumbled upon an unexpected delight. It was merely a pity that neither of the two young women displayed the tell-tale pink aura signifying their aptitude.

Tang Nuo’s aura, however, had long since receded, remaining imperceptible ever since she embraced her role as an evil executive.

As for Miss Nuomi Tang, her non-transformed state rendered her exceptionally pure and timid, utterly masking any hint of her true nature. With a dismissive shrug, Luo Huayin allowed the pair to enter.

The moment they stepped inside, the door softly clicked shut behind them. Luo Huayin trailed closely, her gaze fixed on their backs, anticipating the delectable tapestry of emotions that might soon bloom across their faces.

Astonishment. Terror. Indignant shame. And then, pure pleasure~

The instant her eyes landed on Lin Shaoyao, bound tightly to the bed, Ye Qing’s pupils contracted sharply. She surged forward, quickly removing the cotton gag from Lin Shaoyao’s mouth while simultaneously working to loosen the delicate restraints on her wrists and ankles.

Yet, the ties were a testament to meticulous craftsmanship, designed to constrict ever tighter with each struggle. Luo Huayin’s practiced hand was evident.

Ye Qing found them surprisingly stubborn to undo, at least until she remembered the utility knife tucked away in her small black bag.

Meanwhile, Tang Nuo stood utterly petrified, a hand lightly covering her cherry-red lips. After a prolonged moment, she belatedly turned around, a timid whisper escaping her:

“Auntie, domestic violence and bondage are wrong…”

Of course, when confronting a sworn enemy, such niceties were entirely beside the point.

Luo Huayin seemed not to have anticipated the blue-haired girl’s remarkably naive thoughts. This unexpected innocence made her smile faintly, her eyes shimmering like silken threads.

“Calling me ‘Auntie’ is quite impolite, you know. Next time, remember to call me ‘Big Sister’~”

Tang Nuo nodded, a flicker of comprehension mixed with bewilderment on her face, when she was suddenly jolted by Lin Shaoyao’s anxious voice.

“She’s not a good person, don’t trust her!”

At these urgent words, Tang Nuo’s golden eyes widened abruptly, fixing on Luo Huayin’s blooming smile.

Luo Huayin offered a graceful smile, her voice soft and alluring:

“That’s right, I’m a bad person, sweetheart~”

Confronted by the ‘Big Sister’ who effortlessly towered over her, Tang Nuo felt a sudden, uncharacteristic wave of fear.

She instinctively recoiled, her initial thought to call the police, until Ye Qing’s calm presence brought her back to reality.

The black-haired girl’s face was a mask of composure, her voice steadier than ever. A cool, almost icy veneer seemed to cling to her small, indifferent features.

“It’s nothing.”

She gently placed a hand on Tang Nuo’s trembling shoulder, and an immediate wave of reassurance flowed into the younger girl’s heart.

Tang Nuo finally snapped back to full awareness, her gaze now fixed on Luo Huayin with undisguised hostility.

“Right, we’re not afraid of you!”

Though, in truth, her defiant declaration sounded more like a petulant whine.

Luo Huayin’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of genuine curiosity sparking within them.

“Oh, how extraordinary. Do you feel safe in numbers? What a pity, I was planning to collect you all, every last one~”

As she spoke, an ominous purple cloud emanated from Luo Huayin, swirling around her. Just like during Tang Nuo’s initial transformation, the entire room became enveloped by her seductive and untamed aura.

This potent presence caused Lin Shaoyao to feel a sudden, debilitating weakness, an involuntary urge to simply cease all resistance.

A similarly revealing ensemble materialized upon Luo Huayin’s voluptuous, enticing form.

While its sheer exposure might not quite rival a flimsy bath towel, its ability to command attention was arguably even more pronounced. It was, unmistakably, a magnificent long robe.

A daring V-neck plunged from her collarbones, extending almost to her navel, baring a generous expanse of her snow-white, lamb-fat jade-like skin.

The robe gracefully split from a tie at her waist. The right side modestly veiled her inner thigh, yet the left revealed a perfectly rounded, stunning leg, its alluring curve entirely unmasked.

The already rich incense in the air seemed to coalesce into a tangible weight, hindering even the slightest movement. A mere breath of it brought a searing heat throughout one’s entire body.

“Do you understand now? Your Big Sister here, well, I’m from an evil organization, you know~”

Aware that the others might not grasp more complex terminology, Luo Huayin deliberately simplified her explanation, eager to gauge their reactions.

Time was on her side. She had already erected a formidable magic barrier, ensuring her aura would not escape and draw the attention of meddling Magical Girls.

Moreover, she had booked the room for a full three days and three nights, precisely enough time to ‘enjoy’ one per day and night~

Yet, the expressions she craved failed to materialize. Only Lin Shaoyao seemed genuinely afraid.

The two who appeared easiest to intimidate—one with black hair, the other with blue—simply regarded her with an unsettling coolness.

“So that’s it…” Ye Qing murmured, her fingers subtly navigating her contacts to find Shen Congqing.

“Is that so? But I’m not interested in evil executives…” Tang Nuo’s previously furrowed, pretty face suddenly smoothed, revealing a wicked, charming smile that was every bit as captivating as Luo Huayin’s.

As she spoke, numerous dark, inky masses flowed from her body, swirling like countless crows scattering from her shadows.

They coalesced to form magnificent attire, crowned by an arrogant diadem. Her blue and white short hair was likewise consumed by the inky blackness, cascading down, its curled ends just brushing her slender waist.

With a decisive flick of her hand, her pointer snapped out, aimed directly at Luo Huayin.

“Still, you are quite alluring. You might just manage to pique my interest a little.”

Similar, potent auras met and clashed in the confined air, creating a subtle, unexpected equilibrium. This left Luo Huayin utterly astonished.

“I haven’t seen you before… Whose side are you on?”

Tang Nuo froze for a fraction of a second at the question, instinctively glancing at Ye Qing. Receiving no immediate response, she retorted, unwilling to be outdone:

“That’s none of your concern. Whose side are *you* on?”

Luo Huayin was far from foolish; she immediately discerned the subtle implications, and the playful glint in her beautiful eyes intensified.

“You haven’t even heard of your Big Sister? How truly disheartening. I am, after all, the Chief of the Tea Party…”

Yet, Tang Nuo remained utterly bewildered, shaking her head slowly.

“The Tea Party? Never heard of it.”

These rather mocking words made Luo Huayin’s expression momentarily stiffen, but she quickly recovered, her lips curving into a relieved smile.

“I think I understand now. Your background is quite special, isn’t it? Related to that woman, Violet? In that case, I won’t waste my time with you.”

With that, Luo Huayin casually breached the magic barrier, her form vanishing in an instant. The dissipating aura immediately drew the attention of Shen Congqing and Liu Qingruo, who transformed and rushed to the scene.

Tang Nuo, well aware of this consequence, clicked her tongue in clear displeasure.

“Let’s leave here first,” Ye Qing urgently stated, turning back to reassure the still dazed, pink-haired girl. “Shaoyao, the Magical Girls will be here soon. Can you help us keep a secret?”

Lin Shaoyao nodded blankly. Immediately after, Tang Nuo swiftly departed, pulling Ye Qing with her, leaving Lin Shaoyao utterly alone in the room.

‘Were Ye Qing and Tang Nuo actually part of an evil organization?’

Thinking dazedly, Lin Shaoyao retrieved her phone and deleted the messages she had exchanged with Ye Qing.

Before long, Magical Girls Qing and Chi arrived on the scene. Sensing only faint remnants of magical energy, Qing reluctantly sheathed her sword.

The room was in disarray. The only thing truly noteworthy was the assaulted pink-haired girl… who, infuriatingly, was one of her own students. ‘Damn that Tea Party.’

“It’s alright now, you’re safe. Can you tell me what just happened?”

Lin Shaoyao shook her head blankly, her expression utterly genuine, as if everything she had just witnessed was nothing more than an illogical dream.

It wasn’t entirely an act, for she hadn’t truly grasped the full scope of the situation herself.

“In that case, please get some good rest…”

Lin Shaoyao nodded dazedly, about to depart, when she was suddenly halted by a childish voice.

“Wait, you can’t leave.” It was Silver Moon, who had materialized at the doorway, unnoticed until now. “Before you go, you must undergo an investigation. Please give me your hand.”

Gazing at the white-haired girl’s outstretched hand, Lin Shaoyao’s heart inexplicably surged with a powerful sense of alarm.

‘Something is terribly wrong with her!’