My ex-girlfriend is a magical girl junior?

"Senior Xingshuang... she's so petite! She's so soft and fragrant when I hug her. I wish I could order a pillow just like hers..." Yin Xue closed his eyes, hugged Xingshuang tightly in his arms, his face full of bliss.

"You should stop now..." In stark contrast, Xing Shuang stood frozen in place, her lifeless eyes filled with despair. Her hands hung limply in the air, feeling awkward about where to put them.

Her heightened sense of clarity and rationality while actively transforming made it impossible for her to accept the hug as readily as she had when her head was patted before.

At this moment, the sensation of every inch of skin touching hers triggered a sharp, painful alarm at her nerve endings.

Although Yin Xue's appearance after transformation is different from Su Yuqing's appearance in his memory, it temporarily avoids the awkward association of "the ex taking the initiative to throw himself into her arms".

But for a psychologically mature adult, the guilt of being intimately touched by a minor girl is like being bombarded by ten thousand copies of the Criminal Law.

She felt like she would be taken away by Uncle Hat if she moved even slightly.

"I said... that's enough!" Xing Shuang's protest suddenly rose eight octaves—while she was still trying to alleviate that strange feeling, Yin Xue actually went too far and pressed his face against hers, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine.

"But..." Yin Xue's voice muffled against Xing Shuang's shoulder, with a coquettish nasal tone, "Senior is so cute, I just can't control the urge to rub against you..."

As she spoke, she intensified her rubbing, her long, pink-gold and emerald-green hair intertwining intimately.

"Wait, wait—ooh!" In a dizzying moment, Xing Shuang was suddenly picked up around the waist.

Yin Xue easily lifted her to eye level, his eyes shining as if admiring a precious work of art.

"Put me down! This is outside the scope of the agreement!" Xing Shuang's face flushed red, and she pressed her pearl-white gloves tightly against Yin Xue's shoulder, trying to push him away, but sadly found that she couldn't do it at all.

Even in the transformed state, the 20-centimeter height difference renders all struggles futile, like a kitten's thrashing.

More importantly, she dared not use her magic. If she were to break free roughly, just imagining the hurt look that might appear in the other person's eyes made her heart clench.

"Your ears are all red, senior~" Yin Xue smiled triumphantly and suddenly hugged her and spun her around.

Xingshuang's skirt blossomed like flower petals, fluttering in the centrifugal force. "Compared to her imposing appearance in battle, this contrast is too unfair..."

Xing Shuang completely gave up resisting, collapsing into the other's arms like a life-sized doll, letting Yin Xue hug her and rub against her and smell her.

Yin Xue reluctantly stopped moving only when it was completely dark, but her arms remained tightly wrapped around him.

Xing Shuang tried to break free, but found that the other person was still holding her tightly, so she could only tentatively ask, "Isn't it about time to let go?"

"No, I want to hold you until the world ends." Yin Xue answered decisively, and the strength of her embrace increased even more.

"I'm going to get angry if you keep hugging me."

"Senior Xingshuang is so gentle, she'll definitely forgive my willfulness." Yinxue winked mischievously. "If there's any punishment, I absolutely won't complain about being held like this!"

"You wish!" Sensing that the embrace was tightening again, she finally snapped and curled her fingers in exasperation.

"Ouch!" The moment Yin Xue let go in pain, Xing Shuang was thrown back three meters away like an arrow, frantically trying to straighten her disheveled clothes.

"It's getting late, let's go back quickly, don't be stubborn." She cleared her throat, trying to remain calm, to hide the fact that her cheeks were burning.

"You said you wanted to thank me, but you haven't gone back for so long, and I haven't seen you send any messages to your family. They must be worried now."

"That's true." Yin Xue looked unwilling, but it seemed that she had finally given up the idea of ​​continuing to pester him.

Just as she finished speaking, her phone rang in her pocket. The "Mom" caller ID on the pink cat ear phone case stood out prominently in the twilight.

"See? Hurry up and answer the phone." Xing Shuang wisely stepped back a few paces, not wanting to hear what was on the phone.

"Mother?"

"Yes, still in the park."

"well."

After a brief call, Yin Xue walked up with her phone and said, "My mother said it's almost time for me to meet my stepfather, and she wants me to hurry back. Although I'm very reluctant, let's call it a day, senior."

"The 'although I'm very reluctant' part is unnecessary!" Xing Shuang thought to herself, but maintained a polite smile on her face: "Okay, then goodbye."

She turned to leave, but Yin Xue blocked her way.

"W-what's wrong?" Looking at the expression on the other person's face, Xing Shuang once again had a feeling that something terrible was going to happen.

"Senior..." Yin Xue tilted her head, "Have you forgotten something?"

"Did I forget something...?" Xing Shuang laughed awkwardly, at a loss for words.

Yin Xue sighed, held up her pink cat-ear-shaped phone and waved it, then said, "When you left last night, you clearly said you would give me your contact information if we met again."

"Huh?" Xing Shuang froze on the spot, the casual remark she made when they parted last night, "I'll give you my contact information next time," struck her mind like a thunderbolt.

"Senior Xingshuang, you're not thinking of backing out, are you?" Yinxue pouted, looking pitiful. "Is it really that hard to accept giving me your contact information? I promise I won't bother you every day."

Cold sweat trickled down her back. Xing Shuang knew all too well what her ten-year-old phone number meant to Su Yuqing.

If you give out this number directly, even if you are not immediately recognized, the other party will become very suspicious, so you absolutely cannot do that... So there is only one answer.

In a flash of inspiration, she said, "I didn't bring my phone today! Give me your number, and I'll definitely..."

"Senior...you're not trying to find an excuse to cut me off and never contact me again, are you? Did my actions just now scare you? I apologize, okay?"

Yin Xue looked at Xing Shuang with unease, like a small animal about to be abandoned by its owner.

"...How could that be?" Xing Shuang explained, forcing herself to speak.

"I really forgot to bring my phone. Give me your contact information, and I'll contact you by tomorrow at the latest, I promise."

"real?"

"If I break my promise..." Xing Shuang gritted her teeth, "I'll let you hug me all day!"

This solemn oath was clearly very effective; Yin Xue immediately became energetic and recited the number, even asking Xing Shuang to repeat it three times.

Hearing the familiar combination of numbers, Xing Shuang's lips twitched slightly—this guy, like her, hadn't changed his number since junior high.

"Okay, I've got it. Don't worry."

"Well then... Senior Xing Shuang, see you next time." With a flash of light, Yin Xue transformed back into the form Xing Shuang was more familiar with, and turned to leave the park.

"I was originally planning to spend more time with my seniors before flying over, but since my mom called me, I'll just leave it at that. If I take the bus now, I'll make it in time."

"Be careful on your way." Xing Shuang smiled and waved to the other person, watching them disappear from her sight before letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally, we've seen this big shot off. I can go back now."

She placed her hand on the iridescent "Tears of the Star" on her chest, intending to silently chant "transform," but her movement suddenly froze.

She originally made an excuse to go out and have fun, but instead went to the only place in the city that she was somewhat familiar with and hid there, intending to undergo the forced transformation and then go back. However, she ended up wasting so much time.

If Su Yuqing could make it to the meeting place right now, she would be fine, but if she had to rush home to shower and change... she would definitely be late.

"I was planning to ride the mountain bike I forgot here last night back..." Xing Shuang bit her lip in distress.

[Hint: The host can fly back directly with the mountain bike.]

"Of course I know that!" she gritted her teeth in frustration. "But I just don't want to use the power after I transform... I feel like once I get used to it, I won't be able to live without it."

Isn't this a good thing?

"What kind of good thing is this? It's more for you."

So, what is the host's decision?

"..."

Night was about to fall, with only a few streaks of orange-red glow remaining on the horizon.

People hurry home after get off work, mingling with the crowds of cars.

As the last rays of sunset disappeared below the horizon, a streak of pink and gold light streaked across the city sky.

If a passerby looked up, they might see a jaw-dropping sight: a magical girl was gritting her teeth as she carried a mountain bike, her pearl hair ornaments swaying violently in the night wind, as if accusing her owner of an absurd choice.