Yes, I did all of this!

"What do you mean by 'awkward little girl'?!"

Xia Yan was dissatisfied and pounced on him, making a fuss with Duanmu Mo, pretending to snatch the notebook from his arms.

Duanmu Mo nimbly dodged, showing no panic even in this confined space, and even had the leisure to protect Xia Yan's body from being hit by the car's control lever.

After a period of playful banter, Xia Yan finally calmed down, pressing her body against his chest and breathing softly.

"...Let's go to the hotel."

"......Um."

. . . . . .

Upon arriving at the hotel room, Xia Yan immediately grabbed Duanmu Mo's arm and pulled him onto the bed with her.

"To be honest," Xia Yan said, looking at Duanmu Mo. Her usual toughness gradually faded, replaced by a gentle tenderness.

"When you took me to those fan clubs just now, I wondered if you wanted to feel a sense of superiority."

As she spoke, Xia Yan raised the gemstone on her wrist: "When others were just fans, you already held such a place in Xi Ri's heart, a place that no one else could replace or surpass—does thinking this make you any happier?"

"I said, the sunset in those people's eyes and the sunset in my eyes are not the same person, but a symbol or a spiritual pillar. Even if they see your true face, many people will not be satisfied or their image will be shattered."

Duanmu Mo's purpose in this trip was simply to investigate the activities of those fans. In the eyes of these people, Xi Ri did indeed have a specific persona, but he knew that Leviathan wanted to explore what was behind Xi Ri: Xia Yan.

Xia Yan, of course, had no idea what Duanmu Mo was thinking, so she chuckled and sat up: "That's true... In the end, others only saw my past self."

She picked up the remote from the bedside table, turned on the TV, and switched to a clip of past battles.

Looking at the scene of myself fighting in the video, although it was even blurrier than the privately filmed footage of Fengling, there was nothing to criticize now.

"—And now, the real sunset is right before you."

She casually put the remote control aside, sat up, reached behind her head, and untied the hair tie that held her ponytail.

Her ponytail came undone, and her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, giving her a charm that was completely different from before.

With a gentle smile on her face, Xia Yan turned over and sat on Duanmu Mo's lap, her hands supporting her chest: "—Whether it's the magical girl Yuhi, Xia Yan, or whoever I become in the future, I will only belong to you and will always belong to you."

Golden flames ignited from the gem on her wrist, enveloping Xia Yan and Duanmu Mo.

As the flames subsided, Xi Ri's fiery red hair fell onto Duanmu Mo's body.

“Once you get stuck with flames, there’s no escaping it, right?” Xi Ri said with a smile, lowering her head and slowly kissing Duanmu Mo’s lips.

"Um......"

The two closed their eyes, and Xi Ri's hands cupped Duanmu Mo's cheeks, turning their heads from time to time to kiss him deeply from different angles.

At the same time, the flames on the two of them seemed to come alive, automatically removing their clothes and piling them up casually to one side.

Golden flames lingered and burned slowly in the hotel room, but they did not burn any items; instead, they continuously added a comfortable temperature to the room.

After a long while, Xi Ri finally raised her head, sticking out her tongue. She licked her wet lips, her breathing becoming rapid.

She supported Duanmu Mo's lower body.

"How was my kiss with her?"

The setting sun looked up at Duanmu Mo and stroked his face as it spoke.

Duanmu Mo knew, of course, that "she" referred to Shen Wuyin. Not wanting to miss out on the fun, he teased, "Yin is more mature."

Most people might slap her and leave upon hearing this, but this is a magical girl whose emotional fluctuations and feelings far exceed those of ordinary people. Therefore, Duanmu Mo calculated that she might only feel a little annoyed, but definitely not angry.

"You bastard—"

Just as he expected, Xi Ri pouted in dissatisfaction and suddenly hugged Duanmu Mo.

"It seems I'll have to cover it up properly for you."

The sound of the setting sun echoed on Duanmu Mo's waist:

"...Come on~"

Her feigned anger suddenly softened, and she looked at Duanmu Mo with eyes full of love.

—The television burning with golden flames in the room showed the scene of Xi Ri's battle, and on the screen, the image of Xi Ri and Duanmu Mo's bodies overlapping was also reflected.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, in the classrooms of the school, teachers were lecturing on the podium, and the boring lectures forced people to force themselves to stay awake.

The students have a heavy workload during their second year of high school, and the prestigious school that Yuzhi attends is one that values ​​academic rankings quite a bit.

However, at the back of the classroom, Shen Wuling was engrossed in her tablet computer, writing and drawing on it as if no one else was around.

Hui Zi glanced at her discreetly and muttered softly, "That's so nice..."

The teacher naturally saw Shinmu Rin's movements, but pretended not to see them and let her play around as she pleased.

As long as Shinmu Rin doesn't interfere with other people's studies, we should turn a blind eye to whatever she does, no matter how outrageous it may be.

Soon after, Shinmu Rin also let out a sigh of relief and looked at the comics she had drawn in the past few classes.

On the tablet, the clean and exquisite artwork is presented, which is already quite excellent for an ordinary painter. Equally excellent is the impeccable plot arrangement of this episode.

The beginning and middle of the first episode mainly depict the story of a beautiful but sickly girl who runs away from her family in anger after being verbally abused by her CEO parents.

Then, in the middle and at the end, the story depicts the girl's tragic state as she falls ill and collapses weakly on the ground in the alley. Finally, the story ends with her encountering a detective.

Anyone who sees this chapter of the comic will be captivated by its exquisite artwork and eagerly anticipate what's to come.

However, this was not satisfactory for Shinmuri.

"It's not going to work..." she said in a low voice.

Although these contents are the results of Zero System's calculations in its mind based on its own ideas, they are still recorded on them in a hand-drawn manner.

It took so long to draw just one chapter, which is considered extremely fast in the industry, but for Shinmuri herself, such a slow pace wouldn't allow her to finish it before her interest waned.

"Do I still have to cheat..." Shen Wuling sighed, turned off the tablet, and closed her eyes, leaning on the table.

The teacher watched her movements from the podium, paused for a moment, and then continued lecturing as if nothing had happened.

Let her sleep if she wants to. We can't prevent her from sleeping. What if she accidentally gets Shen Wuling sick? It wouldn't be good if giving a lecture caused us trouble.

To outsiders, Kamishiro Rin was just sleeping, but only she knew that the Zero System in her mind had connected to a tablet computer and was printing out comic book content at a speed dozens of times faster than before.

Sure enough, this method is much faster.

He mentally reviewed these ideas, drawing comics faster than he could read them—it was practically like printing.

After nodding in satisfaction, Shen Wuling found a well-known website and sent it to the editor.

—Now, all you have to do is wait.

Chapter 532: After School

. . . . . .

"Hmm, um~"

Unmasked sounds echoed continuously in the hotel room. Xi Ri sat on Duanmu Mo's lap, her long, bright red hair catching the eye with every bounce, like a burning flame.

Golden flames had spread throughout the room. The magical girl's power sealed off the sound, allowing her to move even more freely.

Duanmu Mo lay comfortably on the bed, stroking Xi Ri's long hair and listening to her tired breathing.

Just as the golden flames wouldn't harm those she wanted to protect, so too would the power of the evening sun. Because she had accepted Duanmu Mo's existence without reservation, she would appropriately restrain this magical girl's power when she was alone with him, so as not to harm him with this power that could destroy the building with a flick of her finger.

During this period, her physical strength was not limitless, but temporarily suppressed to the level of an ordinary person... Perhaps this was because she subconsciously felt that this was enough, and this was also her wrong judgment.

He glanced at the time and suddenly said, "Isn't it about time? Shall we go pick up Yuzhi and Ling?"

"No, no~"

Xi Ri leaned down, hugged Duanmu Mo's neck, and said coquettishly, her voice now completely soft and charming.

Seeing this, Duanmu Mo also showed a helpless expression: "Didn't we already agree on this?"

"Don't~"

As Xi Ri said this, her actions did not stop.

“We can’t expect Yuzhi to push the bell all the way home.” Duanmu Mo patted her bottom: “Be good.”

"Hmm..."

Xi Ri looked up, glaring at Duanmu Mo with displeasure. Strands of her red hair were plastered to her cheeks with sweat. She gasped as she spoke:

"What if you don't take the initiative at all in another half hour?"

Duanmu Mo looked at the clock on the wall and sighed, "Alright, half an hour. Don't go back on your word."

After saying that, he grabbed Xi Ri's arm and pinned her down beneath him.

"Wow!"

Xi Ri exclaimed in surprise, then looked at Duanmu Mo and laughed, "Still have the energy? You weren't just faking it, were you?"

Faced with her provocation, Duanmu Mo did not answer, but instead lifted her ankle and became slightly serious.

"Wait, wait a minute, this posture..."

Pressed down in this shameful position, Yuhi blushed slightly, but after struggling for a moment, she chose to give up.

"Mmm~" Feeling the warmth of Duanmu Mo, Xi Ri's eyes were hazy, and she let out a soft moan that was unlike anything she would make.

. . . . . .

Time passed slowly, and the day's classes came to an end. Huizi stretched and let out a long sigh.

"Finally, school's over!"

The first day of classes after a holiday always feels so long, which is why the day after school is so enjoyable.

"Let's take this opportunity to go have some fun nearby!" Hui Zi, as usual, approached her old friends from class and invited them to go out together.

To Huizi's surprise, they all declined the invitation.

"Hey, why?"

"It's not for any particular reason. If it were Friday, Saturday, or Sunday, we would have time, but we're already in the second semester of our junior year."

Hui Zi's friends said helplessly, "If I continue to be so carefree, my parents will start to scold me."

"Ah—that's true!"