Chapter 99

Page Forty-Eight Magical Girls Are Fully Prepared!

[August 9th – Saturday – 7:30 AM – Large Manga Exhibition CP Venue]

Inside the Witch Workshop’s booth.

“Tsk tsk, these four girls are quite attractive, aren’t they? My God, look at their chests!”

Lin Hua, Liuliu, Tian Qian, and Thunder Meow-Meow stood in a row, with Liuliu being the only one not wearing an anger hashtag on her head.

Wu Qinglan, wearing sunglasses, sauntered around them like an experienced procurer, even whistling, making me feel itchy to join in.

Behind him, besides Miss Marika, was another short-haired girl with bandages covering her head and hands, hiding her face. She had a precious gem in her mouth, likely another member of the cosplay team.

Upon hearing Wu Qinglan’s suggestive remarks, they stepped back in disgust.

“Surely a lecher’s friend is still a lecher?”

Thunder Meow-Meow looked extremely displeased, blaming me for her discomfort and turning to leave.

“I came here just for Xiao Qian’s sake, but now I’ve changed my mind. I’m going back.”

Seeing her genuine intention to leave, I lunged forward, grabbing her leg.

Of course, she was wearing jeans today.

“Brother, please wait! There are so many people here, this is the best promotion for idols!”

She blushed, trying to kick me off, shouting loudly, “I get it, you idiot! Let go! Don’t touch me randomly!”

“Oh, you actually grabbed a girl’s thigh directly. Xiao Kai, you’re bolder than you appear. If I were as proactive when I was young, I’d have kids by now…”

“What? Do you think I did this because of someone?!”

If not for the fact that he picks up my father every day, I would have already kicked him with a Rider Kick to his fox-like face. This guy gets more annoying by the day.

Just as I thought that, Miss Marika kicked him in the knee from behind, causing him to kneel down, wincing in pain. It was quite a heavy blow, unsure if it damaged his meniscus.

Then, a girl with bandages forced his head down… no.

It wasn’t exactly forcing; rather, she pulled out a sharp pair of large scissors and pressed them against Wu Qinglan’s neck, forcing him to bow— “Accept your judgment, scum.”

Carrying such a weapon, this little girl seemed quite fierce.

“Very sorry for the trouble. Our commander is a bit improper.”

Miss Marika apologized for Wu Qinglan, while Tian Qian calmed Thunder Meow-Meow, leading her back into the crowd.

As for me, I had already gotten up from the ground. Tian Qian wore a business skirt, and continuing to hold Thunder Meow-Meow’s leg would be inappropriate.

“Alright, Sister Miāomiāo, since we’re here, treat it as work. Relax a bit, you must be tired from all the training.”

What a considerate girl, she seems more angelic each day.

“Cough, alright, little beauties.”

Miss Marika cleared her throat and called everyone over.

“Although some unpleasant things happened, we don’t have much time left. Come with me backstage to change clothes. We’ll need your help for the whole day.”

She glanced at Tian Qian and added, “If the clothes don’t fit, we’ll need to alter them. Hurry up.”

Liuliu didn’t say much and followed first.

Seeing this, Tan Lin Hua dragged a square suitcase and ran over to Miss Marika, asking, “I’m not here to cosplay, but I can help with makeup. Can I come in too?”

“No problem. Actually, having a makeup artist helps a lot.”

For such an offer of help, Miss Marika welcomed her naturally.

“Makeup? Lin Hua can do makeup? That suitcase looks quite professional.”

Tian Qian pulled Thunder Meow-Meow over to me, sighing heavily as if recalling something unpleasant.

“We took a makeup class before, thinking we could help our boss. But makeup turned out to be more complicated than expected, so we gave up. Those who can do makeup are really impressive.”

“Then you can trust her with your makeup! Her cross-dressing fooled me for a whole year, thanks to her superb makeup skills.”

Though said proudly, it didn’t seem like much to be proud of.

Thunder Meow-Meow nodded, saying, “I don’t understand all those bottles and jars, but as an idol, not knowing how to do makeup is unacceptable… but our teacher said our makeup had a death metal vibe, which she couldn’t teach us.”

That must be terrifying.

Tian Qian and Thunder Meow-Meow recognized Tan Lin Hua when they saw her at the entrance. After all, they had been on a raft together, played volleyball, and Lin Hua’s appearance hadn’t changed much. Not recognizing her would be strange.

Fortunately, after a brief introduction, as seniors in transformation, they accepted her quickly and soon considered her a comrade.

Of course, Liuliu, who could transform back, kept it a secret.

The girls rushed into the cramped makeshift backstage, locking the door behind them. The dreamlike scene inside could only be imagined…

A bit envious of Liuliu.

“Xiao Kai… help me.”

The crippled Wu Qinglan crawled to my feet pitifully, no longer calling me ‘young man,’ but pleading for help by name.

He tried to stand by clinging to me, his mysterious fragrance entering my nose again. I hurriedly brought over a folding chair for him to sit.

Looking at the tightly closed backstage, Wu Qinglan sighed deeply, “Women are truly fierce. Xiao Kai, don’t become like that.”

# (Anger)

“Do you want to see a man’s ferocity too?”

“Wow? What are you planning to do?”

He covered his chest and turned away, as if I would really do something to him.

No, following his rhythm loses, and I’m too lazy to comment on him.

“That mummy girl wrapped in bandages is also part of your club? Why does she look like a burn victim?”

“She? Her nickname is Scarlet Moonlight, call her Sister Fēiyuè. She’s a junior high school girl, you should know what that means. But her family runs a tailor shop, and her sewing skills are quite good. Most of the costumes we use are sewn by her.”

“Were her bandages put on by a tailor who got hurt?”

“No, an experienced tailor wouldn’t be injured by a needle.”

So, just typical middle school delinquency?

“Miss Marika can draw, Dian can take photos, Sister Fēiyuè can sew, Mr. Crow… can drive?”

“Driving isn’t much of a skill, I can do that too. His specialty is models, or so-called model enthusiasts.”

“There are quite a few talented people in your club…”

“Well, everyone has some skills to contribute. We have strict criteria for recruitment.”

“Oh? What about Commander, what can you do?”

“Me?”

He looked up at me, stunned for a moment, then grinned wickedly.

“I have money.”

…

Lost.

Changing clothes and doing makeup sounded time-consuming. I decided to visit the large exhibition booth of Lilim Publishing House next door.

Everything was set up. A mountain of books was piled in the center, and the thick立体招牌 (stereoscopic sign) of Lilim Publishing House was hung high.

At the entrance, a pull-up banner listed the authors attending the book signing event, with “Gongyong Xiaojī” added in marker pen, indicating it was confirmed.

Upon entering the exhibition area, I met Xiao Yedi’s gaze. She had been talking to others but swung her long hair and charged towards me, shaking my hand vigorously.

“Thank you so much, young man! Even though I don’t know what sacrifice you made, Gongyong Xiaojī agreed to attend the book signing!”

Sacrifice…

What did they discuss yesterday on their way back? Saying I betrayed them like a lecher.

“Is that so? That’s great. Actually, I didn’t do much yesterday, she made her own decision.”

“Perfect timing. Gongyong Xiaojī is almost here. Will you accompany me to the entrance? To avoid misidentifying her.”

Those without badges wouldn’t be allowed in and would be stopped by the organizers’ security. Lin Hua and the others gathered at the entrance, and I led them in. With nothing else to do, I readily agreed.

“Alright!”

We waited at the exhibitor entrance for a while, but Wǔ Jiàng didn’t show up. Xiao Yedi was the first to lose patience.

“How slow. They notified us at seven, shouldn’t they be here by now? Did she chicken out?”

“Let’s wait a bit longer, she’ll definitely come.”

“But it’s only a half-hour drive. Could it be that Gongyong Xiaojī’s brother didn’t drive her today?”

Feng Wu’s license was unusable by Wǔ Jiàng. Today, she must have taken the subway. From yesterday’s journey, walking to the subway station alone took twenty minutes, so she would arrive around eight-thirty.

I weighed my words carefully, “She came alone today. Her brother couldn’t make it due to something urgent.”

“Oh? Is it okay for her to come alone! Didn’t she have severe psychological issues… Oh, why didn’t you tell me earlier? I would have picked her up!”

As an editor, Xiao Yedi was genuinely concerned about her “Gongyong Xiaojī.”

Though most of her concern was to avoid Siberia potato digging.