Chapter 166: Not even as good as a cow, yet it’s so good it’s practically a cow.

Along with a shower of dim pink motes of light, Li Qing released her magical-girl form.
Thanks to the 【State Rewind】 mechanism, the arm that had been torn off was regrown within the glow.

But the phantom pain drilled deep into her bones, coupled with the violent backlash of spiritual-energy exhaustion, made her vision go dark and her steps falter.

“Cough, cough… damn it… this really almost killed me…”

She fought down the churning nausea, braced her hands on her knees, and panted for a long while before barely straightening up.

Looking at the figure standing dazed in the rain ahead, Li Qing’s expression grew complicated.

“This one…”

“Is she really not high-risk pollution?”

“This kind of terrifying power…”

“Isn’t it enough to be called a 【Witch】?”

She shook her head and dragged her heavy steps forward.

“Well done… senior.”

She patted Lin Yu on the shoulder.

“……”

Lin Yu didn’t turn around, just stared blankly at her own palm.

There still seemed to be a trace of scorching warmth lingering there.

That feeling…

Like gripping a slick poisonous snake—terrifying, yet strangely seductive.

“Stop staring.”

Thinking Lin Yu was still worried about Seraphine, Li Qing nudged the now-empty patch of ground with her toe.

“That thing’s dead beyond dead. You even scattered her ashes.”

“……”

“Just now…”

Lin Yu muttered in disbelief.

“My body moved on its own… but I…”

“Ah… yeah, yeah, I get it. No conscious thought, but the body just moved by itself, right? I’ve got a handle on that. Let’s review it after we get back.”

Li Qing rolled her eyes, then looked Lin Yu up and down, her expression turning odd.

“But speaking of which… as a lady…”

“Shouldn’t you be paying attention to your appearance right now?”

“Huh?”

Lin Yu froze, then followed Li Qing’s finger and looked down.

—!!!

The next second, her face flushed straight to the tips of her ears, practically steaming!

“T-T-Transformation time—!!!”

“Voom—”

Pink spiritual light flashed, and a brand-new winter-style sailor uniform instantly covered that enticing body.

Lin Yu hugged her chest tightly and squatted on the ground, feeling like she wanted to die on the spot.

Only now did it fully hit her just how awkward the situation was…

“All right, all right~ it’s not like I didn’t already see everything~”

Li Qing offered a completely half-hearted consolation, then jerked her chin toward the man kneeling not far away.

“Compared to clothes… that problem over there is what you really need to deal with now, right?”

Lin Yu sighed, her head aching.

Yeah.

The biggest problem.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and walked forward with heavy steps, one by one, until she stopped in front of Luo Shaotian.

The once-arrogant Chosen of the God of Terror now hung his head, kneeling in the muddy water.

His face was smeared with blood and grime, his gaze hollow as he stared at the ground, not daring to lift his eyes to Lin Yu even once.

Between the two of them, separated by the curtain of rain, silence stretched on for a long time.

Only the splish-splash of raindrops hitting pooled water could be heard.

Finally—

“…I’m sorry.”

It was Luo Shaotian who broke the dead silence.

It was as if he had swallowed a mouthful of sand.

“I… caused you all… caused the magical girls… so much trouble.”

He slowly raised his head, but the moment his gaze brushed Lin Yu’s face, he recoiled as if burned and quickly looked away again.

“And… what I did just now…”

“Those… violations… those acts of violence…”

At this point, his body began to tremble violently. His fists clenched tight in the mud, knuckles whitening.

“Even though… I was in a polluted state…”

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“Even though it wasn’t my intention…”

Even though it wasn’t my intention… I still… hurt you.”

Luo Shaotian shut his eyes in pain, his voice choking.

“Lulu… are you planning to… tell Ah Yu about this?”

Lin Yu opened her mouth—only to realize she was completely speechless.

Tell Ah Yu?

I am Ah Yu!

What, am I supposed to tell myself,
“Hey bro, you sexually assaulted my crossdressing alt account”?!

Yet her silence, in Luo Shaotian’s eyes, became another kind of tacit admission.

“Heh… I see…”

Luo Shaotian let out a self-mocking, bitter laugh, his expression instantly withering like dead leaves in late autumn.

“I understand… yeah… of course.”

“How could anyone forgive that?”

“Actually… from the moment I moved out of the apartment complex, I should’ve understood.”

“He must have noticed already, right? Noticed that… filthy desire I had toward you.”

He lifted his head, letting the rain wash over that face full of regret.

“Any man would react the same, wouldn’t they?
Their own woman being coveted by their best friend—
even pinned beneath him…”

“This is a humiliation beyond words.”

“This is… an unforgivable betrayal.”

He took a deep breath, as if making some kind of decision. His voice trembled, yet was resolute.

“Lulu… I’m really sorry. Truly. But… but I still want to trouble you with one last thing.”

“Please tell him this final message for me.”

“Tell him that in this life, it was I, Luo Shaotian, who wronged him. In the next life, I—”

“—OH FOR f*ck’S SAKE, GO f*ck YOURSELF!!!!”

An explosively furious roar detonated without warning!

It cut Luo Shaotian off mid-sentence, choking him back.

“Eh…?”

Luo Shaotian looked up in shock.

The weak, delicate “Lulu” before him was now standing with her hands on her hips, eyes blazing.

That exquisitely pretty face was plastered with the words:
I’ve put up with your bullshit for way too long.

“Dragging your feet! Waffling like an old woman! Always talking about dying and living!”

Lin Yu stomped the ground in rage, jabbing a finger straight at Luo Shaotian’s nose as she unloaded nonstop.

“Luo Shaotian, have you watched too many Qiong Yao melodramas or what?! Huh?!
Always cooking up tragic love scenarios in your head?!”

“What forgiveness? What betrayal?
Do you think you’re acting in Temptation of Going Home?!”

“A simple damn thing, and you just have to turn it into some self-indulgent pity party!”

“And next life?!
Try figuring this life out before you start talking about the next one!
I seriously can’t take this anymore! I seriously can’t!”

Off to the side, Li Qing stared, dumbfounded.

Th-this… this vibe is totally wrong, isn’t it?

Is this really that airheaded senior?

Lin Yu completely ignored the audience.

She stepped forward and viciously poked him in the chest.

“I seriously can’t stand this self-loathing, defeatist crap of yours anymore!”

“Sure, I respect that you have principles! That you have a bottom line! But—”

“Luo Shaotian, who the hell do you think you are?
A holy knight, a moral role model?!”

“Can you just be a little more of a bastard for once?!
A little more shameless, for f*ck’s sake?!”

“Do you think putting on this ‘I’m guilty, I deserve to die’ act makes people feel good watching it?!”

“Even novel protagonists don’t run this trope anymore!
Trashy scumbags are what’s in now, don’t you know?!”

Lin Yu panted heavily, her face flushed bright red.

“So what if you kissed a couple times?!
So what if there was a little… physical contact?!”

“It didn’t go all the way!
It didn’t turn into cooked rice!
Nobody got knocked up!”

“What kind of NTR do you even think this counts as?!
Do you even know the genre rules?!”

“With your level?
If you put this in today’s doujins, readers would be flooding the comments with—
‘That’s it? Pants are already off and this is what you show me?!’”

“That’s… exactly how it is, okay?!”

“Bottom line—”

“You’re at most just a useless background extra who only talks big!
You haven’t even reached the entry threshold of anti-blonde NTR!”

Lin Yu grew more and more worked up.

“Do you even understand NTR?!”

“You’re not even bull enough to qualify, alright?!”