Chapter 12: Heading to Lin Yin Mansion
Throughout a person’s life, they go through many stages, each with its unique traits and experiences.
During these stages, our thinking shifts, sometimes giving rise to peculiar ideas or illusions.
For example, when a teenage boy in a library catches a beautiful girl smiling at him, he might instantly assume she likes him, even imagining she’s smitten.
Or when gaming, despite our character’s health bar being empty, we cling to a sliver of hope for a comeback kill.
Right now, Su Qi was in such an odd state of mind.
Just by glancing at his best friend’s petite frame, a wild thought struck him—could Mo Yu be the Magical Girl?
But the idea lasted only two seconds before he dismissed it.
‘Emmmmmmmm, I’ve known Mo Yu since we were kids.’
‘Awakening as a Magical Girl is huge news. There’s no way he’d hide that from me!’
‘No way, definitely not!’
“Regarding abilities, beyond their powers, they have fascinating traits. For example, water-type abilities counter fire-types, but water-type users also instinctively dislike fire-type users and gravitate toward ice-type users due to shared water origins. This is called ability affinity. I hope you all find friends with compatible abilities after awakening.”
Ding-a-ling~
At 3 p.m., after the teacher’s lecture and a warm blessing, Class 18’s uneventful day ended.
Normally, the cheerful bell would have Su Qi eagerly leaving for home.
But today, reflecting on the teacher’s words, he lingered, a question forming.
His Crisp Wife ability was odd and unspeakable, neither elemental nor enhancement-based—likely a special type.
What ability would have good affinity with his?
Could Wen Yin’s affection for him be tied to his Crisp Wife ability?
Tap tap tap~
“Hmph… big liar.”
As Su Qi pondered, An Xiao Ling, who’d stepped on his foot that morning, skipped by, muttering to herself.
Su Qi was glad he’d tucked his feet under the desk.
Otherwise, he’d likely have been stepped on again.
‘Loli minds are impossible to understand.’
‘How did I deceive her?’
‘No clue, really no clue.’
“A-Qi, I’m heading out.”
After An Xiao Ling left, Mo Yu gave
