Chapter 246

Chapter 246: Ten Minutes to Impress a European Lesbian, Because I Am the Pure White Witch

The afternoon weather was brighter, and the gravel path sparkled with dazzling light.

The church’s spire shone brightly, and white birds flew past the blue domed buildings, leaving faint trails in the sky.

The lovely daughter was lost in the joy of Sister Charlotte praising her magical control, and she didn’t notice that everyone else but her was happily hanging love locks on Lover Bridge, holding colorful ceramic piggy banks and cheerfully following Chu Yuanqing.

Chu Yuanqing, feeling guilty for secretly juggling four relationships, suddenly sensed that Little Sakura and the green-eyed cat were giving her looks full of disapproval.

Xie Qingxuan’s calm and pure gaze, free from any negative emotions, made Chu Yuanqing feel ashamed as if she was taking advantage of someone who liked her and bullying them.

Charlotte seemed to enjoy watching Honey Qing’s troubled expression, but after admiring it for a while, she reached out to hold her small hand and leaned her soft, inviting body closer.

The girl’s lips almost brushed against her earlobe as she whispered thrilling secrets in public:

"Now that the lock is hung, you can’t take it back."

"Besides, even if Little Qing is a bit silly, she should have noticed, right? Everyone really loves you, even without remembering the past. Just a little familiar feeling in the soul has made us like you again."

Charlotte let go of Chu Yuanqing’s hand and intertwined their fingers tightly, looking at the green-eyed cat behind them, who seemed agitated, and Little Sakura, whose eyes looked sad. With a slight smile, she whispered,

"Look, even she can hold back her anger. If it were other girls, they wouldn’t allow such unfair things. They all have entrusted their hearts to you, and even if they get hurt badly, they wouldn’t choose to leave."

"So, Little Qing, you absolutely must not let everyone down."

Charlotte showed a bright smile, her thoughts pausing for a moment.

Since that day, she had thought of many ways to shake Chu Yuanqing’s resolve to give up on life, to reignite her desire to live, but later she gave up on all of them.

It was not because of concerns about moral pressure or because she thought Chu Yuanqing leaving was a type of freedom.

It was because hope gained in such a way would be as cheap and fragile as straw. To the savior who has fought hard for 17 years without rest, no one could add weight to her will anymore.

Charlotte is very important to Chu Yuanqing.

Chu Wang Shu is the same, and so are those past comrades.

But their existence has long been Chu Yuanqing’s motivation. In countless moments of pain and struggle over 17 years, she fought many times just to protect the world they lived in.

So many things do not need to be said.

Charlotte gazed at the blue sky in the distance. Her frost-blue lashes looked like they were dusted with butterfly powder, as if the kaleidoscope of her eyes held a fiery sincerity, with even the words reaching deep into her soul, tinged with personal will:

"Little Qing, I don’t want to make it hard for you to do the impossible."

"Because… no one works harder than you, and no one wants to achieve a perfect ending more than you."

"But at least, in the days to come, don’t avoid it and don’t overthink it. Put all your heart into life with everyone and work together to create more beautiful memories?"

This is The Last Diva’s understanding, enduring sorrow and pain, and giving tenderness to each other. She knows how powerless words can be in such circumstances and understands that this way of seemingly going with the flow, but actually being born anew from death, is the best solution.

Charlotte will certainly not give up; she will still seek miracles that transcend truth.

But before finding true hope, she did not want to put extra pressure on Chu Yuanqing anymore.

Chu Yuanqing listened to her partner’s whispers in her ear; her brows softened as she quietly listened until the end. After a long silence, she touched the Chain of Contracts with her fingertip and gave her answer:

"Yes, I won’t run away, and I won’t overthink it."

"I will look forward to each day that comes, and I will enjoy every second of the present."

"Thank you, Charlotte."

Chu Yuanqing still felt ashamed that she couldn’t give everyone unique and pure love, but she also wouldn’t avoid the feelings that others had for her after summoning up their courage.

After all, feeling ashamed is an emotion that comes from a sense of morality, but avoiding it seems pretentious. With little time left, she had no space for dragging her feet on this matter.

Pure White Witch thought this, and suddenly felt as if the sky was wide and vast. Her apology didn’t change, but as her heart grew, it turned into a few wisps of clouds in a clear blue sky, no longer affecting the travelers enjoying this beautiful weather.

Thus, this feeling also spread like a lantern’s light, shining out like the radiant sun, making the surrounding travelers and companions feel joyful and relaxed, allowing them to enjoy the stroll like a pleasant outing.

Because the training in the afternoon would likely be very tough, the group walked back from the locked bridge and looked for a place to have lunch, finally sitting down at a restaurant near the Mirabel Garden.

The lunch was fairly standard and could be described as quite European in style. Soon, the table was filled with pasta, pizza, seafood rice, green dumplings, and desserts like tiramisu, along with white beer as a soft drink.

Of course, Liuli could only enjoy the freshly squeezed juice from the restaurant, just like her adorable daughter.

To be honest, in the past, this table of food would have made the young idols feel very guilty about eating.

Even Xie Qingxuan, who seemed not to care about anything, had extremely strict rules about managing her figure.

In fact, she had once struggled for a long time with losing chest weight, which affected her dancing, so after eating, she would definitely work extra hard during training to burn off the calories.

But luckily, times have changed.

Charlotte knew girls and idols best. She understood that calories were the ultimate enemy for both. After ordering this table of food without any care, she smiled at the young idols who were instinctively calculating calories and said:

"Everyone, eat without worry! Magical girls are special beings, and according to the Countermeasures Bureau’s monitoring, our natural lifespan, though not as long as the thousands of years for elves in fantasy novels, is still five to six times that of ordinary people, and our way of taking in energy is very different."

When these words were spoken, the lovely daughter, Little Sakura, the green-eyed cat, and even the golden retriever were all shocked but understood the meaning behind them, their eyes filled with great anticipation.

Charlotte did not keep them guessing; she showed an understanding expression and generously shared her conclusion:

"You guessed it right! A magical girl can eat anything and won’t gain weight!"

"Moreover, your current life forms have already begun to evolve towards being witches, so you don’t need to worry too much about that!"

— Hooray!

Even though the little idols didn’t all shout out loud, they clearly had similar thoughts in their hearts.

After all, even the seemingly most pure-hearted Xie Qingxuan had her eating habits and self-control shaped step by step by that intense elite education since she was little.

Therefore, she actually had a great curiosity about eating, and her recent adventures of indulging with the little idols had a hint of rebellion.

But rebellion or not, the combination of elite education and professional nutritionists truly keeps the body in a healthier and more energetic state, and she agreed with this deep down, not planning to completely dismiss it.

The magical thing called a magical girl has become a force that makes old rules feel meaningless.

Kirimi Miyuki even felt a bit moved; although she struggled to become an idol, she had not eaten well during that time in Tokyo. Before competing in "Dazzling Stage," she had to keep her body in top shape.

Tang Liuli was in a similar situation; she and Xie Qingxuan followed the idol rules before competing, working with a nutritionist to combine exercise and diet, getting ready to perform on stage instead of for the big screen.

In this process, avoiding oil and sugar was just the beginning.

Although the green-eyed cat had read many comics and called cola "happy water," she had hardly drunk any cola before coming to "Dazzling Stage." So, after staying in the same dorm with everyone, drinking it felt strangely touching.

And now, everything was allowed!

Chu Wang Shu quietly tossed her little notebook that counted calories into the trash. She cut open a roasted sausage, watching the delicious oil flow out, then looked at the pizza piled high with bacon and chicken.

A bite of sausage.

A bite of pizza.

One bite of pasta.

In a haze, my taste buds were already awakened, drowning in a joyful flavor, and the refreshing taste of fresh juice washed away the greasiness, preparing to face the trial called tiramisu.

Charlotte’s words were like the temptation of a devil, making the little idols fall instantly, with their appetite overpowering their reason as they happily indulged in food.

The Last Diva watched this scene and suddenly wondered what would happen if she said after everyone finished eating, "Actually, I was lying to you, it’s easier for magical girls to gain weight."

Of course, kind-hearted Miss Saintess would never do such a cruel thing to toy with the girls’ feelings.

Charlotte was just taking the opportunity to whisper to Honey Qing, and for them, who also remembered the old times, food was indeed a topic that could lead to many discussions.

Chu Yuanqing used to love eating candy, but after her taste changed and she could no longer distinguish sweetness, she couldn’t tell what was delicious and what was not. This was a scar from her soul and understanding, not related to her body itself.

This is also why her cooking skills were poor at first.

Inside, Charlotte felt a little scheme forming; she vaguely remembered that during the magic restoration process, their souls often came close, nearly blending together.

If there was ever a time when magic energy truly merged souls, would eating a piece of candy then let Little Qing share the same understanding and feelings about the candy, allowing her to taste the original sweetness?

Lunch ended very quickly.

After everyone enjoyed their dessert and bought a few pieces of cake from the shop, they leisurely walked back to Monk Mountain, took the elevator to the ancient castle at the top of the mountain, placed their newly bought items, and put on their dance outfits for training before heading to the dance studio in the old town.

The dance studio was also built on the mountainside; from the outside, it looked a bit like a modern museum but was painted in bright colors that appealed to children. Inside, it had a lounge, private bathrooms, an infinity pool, and a café and supermarket managed by AI.

It’s worth mentioning that there weren’t many residential buildings nearby; instead, there were a few small churches. The dance studio had two styles: one was fully enclosed, and the other was a large sunroom with floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a beautiful view of the churches, blue sky, and mountains.

Because they heard that magical girls don’t mind the sun, the little idols decided to train in the sunroom.

Whether it was a psychological effect or because they had unlocked their understanding today, everyone’s training efficiency improved a bit; while practicing the second dance, they all learned quickly, and within a few hours, they established and got used to the movement framework.

If all goes well, at this rate, everyone would master a dance perfectly in three days.

Charlotte watched everyone train, puffing up her cheeks feeling a bit awkward; clearly… she was the one who first suggested forming a girl group, yet now even Little Qing and her precious daughter were in the team while she was not.

Charlotte was lost in her sadness from being bullied, staring hard at Honey Qing, who was softly smiling. Her long, smooth hair was tied back, her skin looked delicate like white porcelain, and her fitted, flexible yoga outfit showed her tight and curvy shape, making people want to touch her.

"Charlotte, can you please stop touching me? It feels so ticklish."

Chu Yuanqing’s golden eyes sparkled with light, her cheeks blushed with a healthy coral pink after exercising, and sweat like spring water trickled down her skin. She bit her lip slightly, looking nervously in another direction, and after seeing that no one else was paying attention, she tried to keep a serious face.

Charlotte’s hands were very naughty. While saying she was helping to correct the movements, she was actually… touching inappropriately, either poking the soft flesh on the inside of the thigh or measuring the curves of the chest and waist. She even liked to glide her fingertips along the shoulder blades and spine.

You might say she was being naughty, yet she had a curious innocence about her. But then again, it was strange she liked to touch those soft and bouncy places, leaving people feeling uneasy.

Charlotte blinked and said in a plaintive voice:

"Hey? But you all look so happy while training, and we will go dancing together soon. If you don’t let me touch Little Qing now, I’m going to be so bored later!"

This sentence seemed to say that she wanted to touch as much as possible now and then slowly savor it later, making Pure White Witch feel too embarrassed to pinch Charlotte’s cheeks.

But thinking carefully, it made sense for Charlotte to feel aggrieved; she loved dancing with everyone the most and wanted to debut as a group. Choosing not to team up was for that very reason.

So, watching herself train alongside her idols felt like being betrayed, and naturally, it made her unhappy.

Chu Yuanqing hesitated for a long time, held back her embarrassment, and suggested,

"How about we go to the bathroom for ten minutes?"

The hidden meaning of this sentence was almost anything could happen in the bathroom.

Charlotte’s frosty blue lashes fluttered, and while she was charmed, she couldn’t help but feel nervous around Honey Qing, stuttering a bit, her heart racing, and even the warmth she felt when her fingertips touched the other’s waist made her feel all hot.

The girl softly replied, easily swept away by the Pure White Witch’s beauty, somewhat dazed as they went to the restroom together, then locked the door behind them, stepped into the bathroom, and started the sounds of the heater and faucet, playing a very serious, absolutely not inappropriate doctor game.

One minute later, The Last Diva grew more confident.

Three minutes later, Miss Saintess looked a bit tired.

Five minutes later, Charlotte started to feel dizzy.

Ten minutes later, the girl felt a warm sensation in her belly, filled with magical silver energy. The intricate patterns of the flowers swirled together mysteriously. She bathed in the warm water falling from the shower, washing away the tiny beads of sweat, allowing the light red marks on her waist to slowly fade.

Chu Yuanqing’s eyelashes drooped, and a mist filled her golden eyes, yet her expression showed a careful seriousness. Her pink lips were biting a hair tie, and her small hands gathered her pure white hair, skillfully tying it into a stylish ponytail.

Then, the magic dried her clothes—her underwear and yoga outfit—and she quickly put them on, smoothing out all the wrinkles to regain her original clean and fresh appearance.

Hmm, she has successfully taken care of Charlotte, so now she probably won’t think about causing trouble anymore, right?

Chu Yuanqing had been bullied by Charlotte for so long, so she also thought about "getting back" at her.

Although it was quite embarrassing to do this, after two rounds of restoring magic, she now had more magic than Charlotte. If she put all her effort in, she could easily fill up and win, making it the best chance for victory.

A little while later, their sweet daughter, who had been quietly watching them, found it odd that Sister Charlotte, who had gone out with Chu Yuanqing, had not yet returned.

However, since Charlotte didn’t need training, their sweet daughter thought she had probably gone out to play, quickly forgetting this detail and continuing to immerse herself in her training.

An hour later, the recovering Miss Saintess walked out of the bathroom. Her eyes, like phosphorescent stones, were extremely dazed. She lay confused on the couch in the lounge, feeling the pleasant numbness spreading through her body, comfortably curling up into a ball, wrapped in a hazy sleepiness.

Charlotte was lost in this feeling, her lips curled up as she whispered to herself:

"So lovely, even though I took the lead, I still can’t help but feel shy and have to pretend to be serious. It’s like a multi-layered cake, Little Qing really makes it hard to resist; I want to take a few more bites."

"But today, I’ll let Little Xuan have it."

Time passed.

Chu Yuanqing and the little idols trained until the stars dotted the night sky before they left the dance room.

Everyone dragged their tired but fulfilled bodies, talking about Xiaoxiao on the way and exploring the delicious food of Salzburg at night.

At the same time, far away in the Donghong Federation, the people of Daxia were buzzing with excitement for the sixth episode of "Dazzling Stage," gathering early on various websites to wait for the premiere at nine o’clock.