Chapter 9: Let Mom give you a kiss!

【To Sister Tao Lian and the other three, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye…】
Su Tang left a note, then bolted out of the magical girls’ dorm, racing home barefoot.
She had to protect her “Treasure”!

Moments after she vanished, the front door creaked again.
Tao Lian slipped back in alone, shoulders hunched, eyes darting like a guilty cat.
“Little Su Tang?”
Silence.

She spotted the tablet and the note on the sofa.
One glance at the note, then she swiped the screen, checked the history.
WeChat logs cleared.
“My Treasure” folder opened, but only the first three group photos viewed.
Tao Lian exhaled so hard her bangs fluttered.
“Phew… thought she found my secret and fled.”

She dragged the scrollbar to the bottom.
New folder: last night’s sleeping Su Tang, thirty-seven candid shots.
Tao Lian bit her lip, cheeks peach-pink.
The cheerful big-sister captain of Fruit Pie, the one who cooked and cheered everyone up, was the squad’s only factory-setting lesbian.
The rest were straight… for now.

Hidden inside “My Treasure” lay another folder:
hand-drawn R-18 doujins, magical-girl defeat, yuri training, serialized on niche sites, hundreds of thousands of followers.
Tao Lian sank into the sofa, skirt riding up, fingers slipping beneath lace.
“Ahh… little Su Tang…”
Minutes later she melted, panting, voice a whisper:
“We’ll meet again… definitely.”

…

“Achoo!”
Su Tang sneezed, tiny body shivering.
Summer or not, barefoot on asphalt was cold.
No phone, no cash, no shoes, just an oversized T-shirt flapping like a dress.
Every gust threatened to flash her panties.
Predictably, a creep started tailing her.
Fortunately, a passing office-worker monster scared him off.

Yes, monsters had commuters now.
Two kinds:
– Harmful: evil organization, daily chaos.
– Harmless: certified by the Association, 9-to-5 jobs, zero fights.

The takoyaki stand downstairs used to be run by Octo-Bro, harmless certificate proudly displayed, until rogue magical girls trashed it anyway.
That day Su Tang officially switched teams and became a forum monster advocate.

Finally home.
Ordinary apartment, neighbors barely knew “Su Tang.”
A silver-haired loli in a T-shirt?
“Just some cute girl.”

Door ajar.
“Mom?”
Then, crash, bang, drawers yanked open.
Burglar!

Su Tang reached for her phone,
no pockets, no phone.
F*ck!

Before she could scream, a hand clamped her mouth.
Soft chest pressed against her back, perfume flooding her nose.
Definitely not Mom.
“Mmmph!”
She kicked snow-white legs uselessly.
Male Su Tang could’ve fought; loli Su Tang was plush-toy tier.

Dragged inside, she braced for doom.
Instead, the “thief” gently set her down.
“Eh?”
Su Tang spun around.

Towering blonde in stiletto heels, black body-con dress under a white lab coat, golden waves cascading.
Foreign bombshell researcher vibe.
Total stranger.

“W-who are you?”
The woman squealed, twisting like a fangirl:
“Kyaa! Cute-cute-cute-cute-cute-cute-CUTE!”
She lunged, red lips puckered:
“Let Mommy kiss you!”