Chapter 28: My sister watched the whole late night live broadcast!

Lin Qingya pulled the covers over her head, wrapping herself into a silkworm cocoon.

The room plunged into darkness, her mind a chaotic stew.

That absurd, shameful thought lingered relentlessly, festering and spreading wildly in her heart.

I want Little Sister Bai to be my master so badly…

I want to kneel at her feet, begging for her touch and mercy.

No… that’s not enough…

I want to be Little Sister Bai’s exclusive possession, her slave, offering my body and soul—everything—wholly to her…

Lin Qingya realized too late.

What the hell was she thinking?!

When did she turn into this?!

Steam rose from her head, her entire face flushing crimson.

She clamped her legs together, shaking her head desperately.

No… stop thinking…

Lin Qingya tried to banish the fantasies.

But the more she fought, the clearer they became.

Her small hands trembled uncontrollably, as if they had minds of their own.

Little Sister Bai… Master…

Just as her rationality teetered on the brink of collapse—

Bzzz—

Her phone vibrated on the pillow, the screen’s glow piercing the blanket’s gap, yanking her from the abyss.

Lin Qingya jolted, yanking her hand back and poking her head out, gasping for air.

She grabbed the phone—the screen showed a @ mention from the “Magical Girl Family” group.

It was from Weire.

[Sunshine Rainbow Cat Head]: @LittleYiEatsWhatToday Hey Baixue, you got any must-see spots in mind? I’ll plan it out!

Seeing the message snapped Lin Qingya back to reality.

She stared at Weire’s energetic text, the budding lewd thoughts overshadowed by a sharper wave of anxiety and grievance.

Right… they’re heading to Gan City for the mission…

But I didn’t get any notification.

A sense of abandonment welled up. She’d just tasted the joy of having comrades—were they ditching her already?

Lin Qingya’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, typing: “But… I didn’t get the mission QAQ”

Her thumb lingered over send, but she swallowed the words.

No… can’t say that.

They’d just accepted her as a partner.

If she admitted no mission, what would they think?

That she was weird? Or… a useless burden?

Then… they’d drift away?

She didn’t want that!

These hard-won friends, comrades to fight beside—she couldn’t lose them so soon!

Lin Qingya bit her lip, deleting the message word by word.

Her little brain whirred, and she settled on a subtler probe.

[LittleYiEatsWhatToday]: Haven’t thought about it yet—feels kinda off this time though.

The instant she sent it, Lin Qingya stared at the screen, tense.

[Sunshine Rainbow Cat Head]: Huh? What’s off about it?

[CoreGreenFullOfEnergyToday]: Yeah? What feels weird, Big Sis Baixue?

Weire and Xinlu replied almost instantly, the innocent girls not suspecting a thing.

As Lin Qingya fumbled for a reply, the usually lurking Linglan piped up.

[FloatingLifeLikeADream]: Actually, I think it’s odd too.

[Sunshine Rainbow Cat Head]: Come on, you two—spill! What’s so weird?!

Weire sent a frantic cat-head emoji.

Seconds later, Linglan dropped a wall of analysis.

[FloatingLifeLikeADream]: When we signed our magical girl contracts, the device said we’re only responsible for our city—girls from different cities don’t interfere, right? But this mission pulls us across regions to Gan City for “exchange learning”—that’s vague and doesn’t add up. It feels off.

Lin Qingya read Linglan’s breakdown, her eyes lighting up.

Yes! Exactly!

Linglan was her internet spokesperson!

Lin Qingya had sensed it too—her vague doubts crystallized in Linglan’s words.

She had to admit, she was sharp—her quick mind only shone away from Little Sister Bai.

Mmm, one glimpse of her master, and she turned into a total airhead.

Seizing the moment, she chimed in:

[LittleYiEatsWhatToday]: Yeah, that catch-all reason makes no sense.

[LittleYiEatsWhatToday]: For “exchange learning,” why not a mega-city like Kyoto? Dense population, more magical girls—way more to learn.

[LittleYiEatsWhatToday]: Why pick some obscure third-tier city like Gan for it?

The group fell silent briefly.

Clearly, Weire and Xinlu were stumped by their duo’s logic.

About five minutes later, Linglan messaged again.

[FloatingLifeLikeADream]: Anyway, no need to overthink. We’ll handle what comes. Treat it like a free trip—the “learning” can be chit-chat filler. Plus, Gan City’s street food sounds amazing—win-win.

Linglan’s words were a calming pill, livening the chat.

[Sunshine Rainbow Cat Head]: Spot on! Why stress? If the sky falls, Linglan can hold it up! We’re hitting the night market—Gan City, here I come!

[FloatingLifeLikeADream]: Rude much?

[CoreGreenFullOfEnergyToday]: Yay! I’ve been dying for a trip QwQ!

The vibe bounced back, the group chattering about plans before petering out.

Lin Qingya set her phone down, her heart still heavy.

She’d grasped the mission’s oddity, but why she got no notice remained unsolved.

Night deepened.

Lin Qingya tossed and turned in bed, sleep evading her.

Those daytime shameful thoughts resurfaced, fiercer than before.

The heat tormented her, driving her mad.

In the end, she couldn’t resist the soul-deep compulsion.

She clutched the garment scented with Little Sister Bai’s essence, burying her face deep, inhaling obsessively that dizzying aroma.

“Little Sister Bai… mm… Master…”

She murmured the shameful, thrilling title unconsciously, curling up, fantasizing she was cradled gently by her master.

Imagining her master’s cool voice commanding her, slender fingers stroking her cheek…

Imagining sweet, intimate moments with her master…

Instinct overpowered reason.

Lin Qingya couldn’t fight the urge.

…

She didn’t know how long it lasted before exhaustion claimed her, slumping boneless on the bed.

Her mind blurred, vision spotting.

In her final haze before sleep, one thought lingered.

Gan City… how to tell Little Sister Bai…

…

Next door, the room was pitch black.

Bai Wanting sat before her computer, the screen displaying live footage from Lin Qingya’s room.

From her restless tossing, to pulling out the undergarment, to that blush-inducing finale…

Every frame captured in crystal clarity.

Bai Wanting’s cheeks flushed, her breaths quickening.

She was so grateful for her afternoon whim.

During the “counseling,” she’d secretly installed a pinhole camera in that cute cat figurine in Qingya’s room.

Meant for total control over her little one, but day one yielded this explosive live show.

Watching the girl on screen, curled up with a satisfied smile, fast asleep, Bai Wanting pinched her philtrum to keep from bursting into Qingya’s room.

This feeling of her dearest treasure baring all to her…

Too much… too stimulating…

Only once Lin Qingya was deeply asleep did Bai Wanting reluctantly close the feed and laptop.

What a view—never gets old…

She leaned back, steadying her racing heart.

For the May Day holiday ahead…

She needed to plan this Gan City trip carefully…