Chapter 214: Menstrual Period?

Time flies.

Could such a literary phrase really describe his current life?

Not quite.

More accurately—it was like a salted fish being flipped over on a chopping board… and then continuing to rot.

Ever since being diagnosed with that so-called “transform-and-die-of-pain syndrome,” Lin Yu had been forced into a long vacation.

“Xiao Lin!
As for this negative thinking of yours about quitting the magical girl world, I, on behalf of the organization, express ten thousand objections!”

Manager Qian patted his shoulder earnestly, looking deeply pained.

“Since that foreign doctor from Ruikang Biotech said it’s a problem of the heart, then we must prescribe the right remedy!
Here… I’ll personally approve you a long leave!
Go home and relax properly.
Eat well, drink well.
Maybe one day you’ll suddenly achieve enlightenment—like Wang Yangming attaining enlightenment in Longchang—and ascend on the spot!”

“Oh right, although you won’t need to clock in during this period, since it counts as medical recuperation, your salary will be temporarily suspended!
Unlimited vacation!
Rest as long as you want!
Isn’t the company humane?”

Humane my ass!

Wasn’t he just trying to save that bit of base salary?

And so, just like that—fresh and slightly skinnier—Lin Yu holed himself up at home for a full seven days.

To be honest, the first two days were genuinely blissful.

No more dragging himself to clock in at the company.
No more endless tasks.
Every day came with heaps of time to squander.

After working so hard for so long, even a production team’s donkey needed a break, right?

Besides, due to the high-intensity transformations, his male body’s skin had grown increasingly delicate.
Even his beard was barely growing anymore.

He could take this time to “detox,” let the stubble grow back a little, and regain some confidence as a man.

But…

That sense of bliss lasted only three days.

By the fourth, emptiness began growing like weeds.

His life had once been filled by magical girl work.
Exhausting, yes—but undeniably fulfilling.
It felt… alive.

Maybe he’d been working too long under capitalists’ PUA tactics.

Now, lying in bed every day, eating takeout and chugging soda—

He actually felt guilty?

As if he were a deserter who had betrayed his comrades.
As if he had let down his colleagues’ blood and sweat.
Let down his parents’ exploitation and sacrifice.
Even let down the socialist core values constructed by society…

Damn it!

He wasn’t stealing or robbing anyone.
He was spending his own bonus money, living in his own house.
He just wanted to slack off for two days.
Why did it feel like some heinous crime?!

Was this the legendary “corporate s*ave syndrome”?!

Lin Yu didn’t understand.
But the feeling was like sand in his shoe, grinding away at his nerves.

Finally, on the afternoon of the seventh day, unable to endure the mental torment any longer, Lin Yu set aside his contract bracelet, which had been playing borderline suggestive videos.

“Hey, Xiao Bai.”

He turned his utterly bored face toward the desk.

“Do you think… I should try transforming a little?
What if… what if the toxin expired on its own?”

No one answered him.

Only the white fluffball stood upright at the desk, its short paws hammering at the keyboard in a shower of sparks.

As for the mouse—despite lacking flexible human fingers—it had developed a data cable directly connecting from a port beneath its tail… straight into the computer.

In other words, it was playing with its mind.

On the screen was an FPS game called CS:GO.

To avoid being flagged by anti-cheat software—even though it was basically a physical cheat—the mechanical rabbit deliberately lowered its reaction speed, occasionally missing shots or feeding a few kills to “act” like a noob.

Even so, it was slaughtering in high-level matches, making the opposing foreigners cry for mercy.

In the public chat at the bottom left of the screen, red text scrolled wildly.

“QB” was the ID Xiao Bai had chosen.

It seemed oddly attached to the name, though Lin Yu felt it carried a malicious undertone of tricking people into signing contracts.

“Pa!”

Xiao Bai’s short paw slammed the spacebar.
Victory screen.

Then it typed an outrageously arrogant taunt in chat.

Only after delivering that stroke-inducing insult did it unplug the cable from beneath its tail and slowly turn around.

Its ruby-like eyes scanned Lin Yu sprawled on the sofa.

Then, very humanly, it rolled its eyes.

“Hey!
Can you stop rolling those dead fish eyes at me?”

Embarrassed and annoyed, Lin Yu grabbed a pillow as if to throw it, but remembering it was metal—and he’d have to pay if it broke—he sheepishly put it down.

“You think I want to rot here?
You think I want to be a salted fish?
But other than lying on the couch scrolling brainless short videos, what else can I even do?”

The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he felt.
He sat upright and began venting.

“They all told me to return to daily life.
To achieve Longchang enlightenment.
Enlighten my ass!”

“I did what they said!
I honestly returned to my daily routine!
And what happened?
You’ve seen it—”

“My daily life is this rotten!
This boring!
This pathetic!”

“If I were some legendary tall-rich-handsome extrovert, would I be here staring at a rabbit?”

He grew more emotional, pouring out days of frustration.

“If I had money and looks, I’d be driving a sports car right now, taking a fair-skinned beauty to a five-star hotel with panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows!”

“Seven days of vacation!
That’s so many nights!
If I did it seven times a day for seven days—just like you gaming nonstop earlier—I’d never even be out of breath!
I’d kick—”

His voice suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon.

“…But I don’t even have a girlfriend.”

“Women nowadays are so realistic.
Either they look at your face, or they look at your wallet.
My looks are average at best.
As for money… sure, I have some bonus—but in Xinhai City that’s just a down payment.
No money, no looks—what am I supposed to negotiate with?”

Faced with his outburst, Xiao Bai seemed momentarily at a loss.

Its red electronic eyes flickered, as if performing emotional logic calculations.

After a moment, it waddled over, climbed up his pant leg onto his shoulder.

Then it gently patted the top of his head with a fluffy paw.

The gesture was unexpectedly tender—like comforting a wounded stray dog.

“Haah…”

Lin Yu sighed deeply.
The bitterness in his chest eased a little after venting.

“Forget it.
Why am I telling this to a rabbit?
It’s all my own problem anyway.”

He slumped back down, staring blankly at the chandelier.

“Xiao Bai… you know what?
If I count the days, this is already my year 2051.”

“After this year ends… when spring comes…
Heh.
I’ll be twenty-seven.”

His voice carried a faint panic at the passage of time.

“So fast…
Already almost thirty?”

Just yesterday he’d been gaming all night in his university dorm, worrying about failing finals…
How had he become this scruffy uncle in the blink of an eye?

“If only time could rewind…”

“If I could go back to university days.
Back when everyone was dumb and hadn’t been beaten by society yet.”

“That was probably the closest I ever got to getting a girlfriend.”

“No need to worry about housing prices.
No need to worry about bride price.
No suffocating social pressure…”

“So annoying…”

He buried his face in the sofa cushion.
Only like this could he feel temporarily safe.

“Ding-dong—”

The doorbell abruptly cut off his spiraling thoughts.

He shuffled to the door in slippers.

“Hello, Mr. Lin?
SF Express. Please sign here.”

The courier handed him a square package with a striking blue logo—[Ruikang Biopharmaceutical Group].

Lin Yu’s eyes lit up instantly.

He signed quickly and tore open the box.

Sure enough—

Nestled in thick shock-proof foam lay a delicate metal medicine canister and a silver USB drive.

“So this is… the miracle drug Dr. Reed mentioned?”

He shook the canister lightly.
Capsules rattled inside.

He plugged in the USB drive first.

A video window popped up.
Dr. Reed appeared on screen, wearing a lab coat, a bustling laboratory behind her.

“Mr. Lin, this is the first batch of trial medication.
Please remember the following instructions.”

“First: the drug must be taken while in magical girl form.
Otherwise, it will be ineffective.”

“Second: it can effectively block neural pain signals, allowing you to temporarily escape the intense pain.”

“Third—and most importantly—the medication may cause the duration of your transformed state to become uncontrollably prolonged.
Please prepare yourself psychologically.”

“Uncontrollably prolonged…?”

Lin Yu frowned.

Did that mean he couldn’t turn back when he wanted?
Or that he’d have to stay a girl longer?

Whatever.

To hell with it!
Desperate times, desperate measures!

Compared to bone-splitting agony,
wearing a skirt a little longer was nothing!

He took a deep breath and recited the incantation etched into memory.

“Gray Crystal, transform!”

A flash of familiar pink light.

The scruffy uncle vanished.

In his place stood the petite gray-haired, heterochromatic-eyed girl.

“Hiss—so painful!”

The moment transformation completed, the nerve-chewing agony arrived as scheduled.

Panicking, Lin Yu twisted open the canister, popped out a red-and-white capsule, and swallowed it.

Wait.

One second.
Two.
Three.

“…Huh.”

Miraculously, the tidal-wave pain receded like the ebbing sea.

The feeling…

Like a girl writhing from menstrual cramps finally taking ibuprofen and feeling life return half an hour later.

Her body still felt weak and limp, but at least the urge to roll on the floor screaming was gone.

“Miracle drug!
Dr. Reed is amazing!”

She almost cried with excitement.

She cautiously tried to mobilize spiritual energy—

“Ugh—!”

The moment she willed it, the suppressed pain surged back like a lurking snake, biting viciously.

“Still hurts…”

She quickly dispersed the energy, lowering her hand in disappointment.

“Looks like it’s just a super painkiller.
Treats symptoms, not the root cause.
Fighting’s still impossible…”

She sighed.

“Well, can’t be greedy.
At least I can maintain transformation without dying of pain—wait?”

Her expression suddenly changed.

That familiar twisting pain… was back?

No.

This time it was different.

Before, it was everywhere.
Now—

It was concentrated in her lower abdomen.

“Mm… what’s going on… my stomach…”

This pain wasn’t sharp like before.
It was a heavy, sinking ache that bent her waist.

“Ah… ahh… mmh…”

Within seconds, her face turned pale.
She curled up on the sofa, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

“What’s happening… side effect…?”

Suddenly—

A warm, damp sensation spread beneath her.

The unmistakable feeling of liquid.

Her mind went blank.

Trembling, she reached beneath herself.

Her fingertips touched warmth.

She raised her hand.

On her slender, pale fingers—

A vivid, shocking red.

“Blood…?”

📚 Also on NHV Novels

A Tangy New Life After Breaking Up with My Girlfriend

HaremRomanceSlice of Life

Read Now →
Not interested