"Forget it. I'll just leave this troublesome matter to the Ability Bureau or whoever ends up dealing with it. It's not like I promised any after-sales service."
Silver Wolf had no expertise in repairing spatial rifts.
So naturally, she tossed the problem to the higher-ups without a second thought.
They've probably been bored out of their minds lately anyway. Instead of chasing after me, they might as well go do something useful.
Having made her decision with a clear conscience, Silver Wolf still offered a bit of assistance.
She took out Prometheus and adjusted the program within it.
A moment later, she raised her hand, aimed at the red crack in the sky—
And fired.
Bang!!!
A burst of colorful particles shot forward, striking the fissure with precision. Flowing light and vivid hues spread outward, wrapping around it like a shimmering veil.
When the brilliance faded, the night sky returned to its original state—dark and undisturbed, without even the slightest ripple.
As if everything before had merely been an illusion.
"Alright, that's enough from me. Time to head home and play games."
Silver Wolf clapped her hands lightly, clearly satisfied.
This was nothing more than a casual patch—something to suppress and conceal the growing instability.
It treated the symptoms, not the cause.
As for what might happen in the future—
Even she had no idea.
With that, Silver Wolf activated her teleportation and vanished.
"Goodbye!"
…
After waving farewell to Acheron, Song Qianqian headed straight back to the dormitory.
Right now, all she wanted was to lie down and sleep.
Although she wasn't physically exhausted, the mental strain had been overwhelming.
At one point, she even felt like she had been completely led astray by Acheron.
"That's right… why did I walk all the way back just because Acheron usually does?
Wouldn't calling a taxi have been much easier?"
Thinking about the half-hour walk, she scratched her head in frustration.
Her mind felt completely blank.
Soon, Song Qianqian returned to the dormitory in a daze.
But the moment she pushed the door open—
A strange and lively commotion greeted her ears.
"Yunli, don't be shy!"
"W-what are you trying to do?!"
"We're both girls, what are you afraid of?
Come on, you're so small—showering alone must be inconvenient. Let me scrub your back!"
"No! Go away!"
Song Qianqian: (●—●)
Even though she had no idea what was going on, she instinctively decided it was best to pretend she knew nothing.
As she stepped inside, her roommates immediately noticed her.
"Oh? Sister Qianqian, you're back! I was so worried—where did you go?"
Mu Yao was the first to rush over, her voice filled with concern.
Mo Xin also turned toward the sound.
Seeing Song Qianqian had finally returned, she reluctantly released Yunli.
Yunli reacted instantly.
She grabbed her toiletries and dashed toward the bathroom like a startled fawn, slipping inside and slamming the door shut with a loud bang.
Only after confirming her safety did she lean against the door.
Her cheeks were flushed red, like the glow of the evening sky.
"That was terrifying… Are girls' dormitories always this… intense?"
This was Yunli's first time in several lifetimes living as a girl—
And being this close to other girls.
She had never expected Mo Xin to make such a request.
It left her completely at a loss.
Back in her previous life in the boys' dormitory, nothing like this had ever happened.
Are girls really this open with each other?
Yunli wiped away nonexistent sweat from her forehead, still shaken.
When she was Acheron speaking with Song Qianqian, her mind had been calm and blank, so she hadn't felt awkward.
But this situation—
Was entirely different.
"It seems I still need time to adapt to life in a girls' dormitory…"
Muttering to herself, Yunli shook her head and continued washing up.
…
A short while later, the bathroom door opened.
Yunli stepped out, dressed in a soft and fluffy set of pajamas.
Tiny droplets of water clung to her rosy cheeks, glistening under the light like a freshly picked peach.
Two strands of her gray-blue hair hung damply behind her, swaying gently as she moved.
What she saw upon stepping out—
Were the other two still pestering Song Qianqian with questions.
Watching them continue without pause, Yunli sighed.
"Alright, that's enough. Stop bothering Little Qian. You can ask tomorrow."
As she spoke, she stepped forward and gently pulled them apart, drying her hair at the same time.
Although she didn't know what Song Qianqian had gone through, she could clearly see the exhaustion hidden deep within her eyes—
Like a storm-tossed ocean, concealing quiet weariness beneath the waves.
It was better to let her rest.
Hearing this, Song Qianqian immediately shot Yunli a grateful look.
The only thing she found slightly annoying was being called "Little Qian," but she didn't have the energy to argue.
"Sorry, let me go first. I want to wash up."
With that, she quickly grabbed her things and rushed into the bathroom.
As for the questions earlier—
She naturally didn't tell the truth.
She simply made up an excuse about having urgent matters to deal with.
Fortunately, there were no obvious signs left on her appearance, so she easily brushed everything off.
Sorry… Acheron said it's best not to spread information about Ability Users.
So I have to keep this from you.
Mu Yao and the others soon realized how exhausted she truly was and felt a bit guilty for pressing her earlier.
Yunli, on the other hand, rolled her eyes.
The fact that these two weren't particularly sharp wasn't exactly news.
…
After that, they stopped asking questions.
Song Qianqian finished washing up and, like a cat finally freed from a heavy burden, collapsed onto her bed.
Before long, her steady breathing filled the room like a soft lullaby.
Only then did the others realize just how tired she had been.
The nights in the girls' dormitory were nothing like her previous life, where they would stay up playing games together.
Yunli's routine in this life was far more disciplined—
Soon, she also prepared to go to sleep.
And then—
She faced one of the most important decisions of her many lifetimes.
Yunli narrowed her eyes, looking at Mo Xin in front of her.
"Why do you have to squeeze in with me?"
"Hehe… it's my first time living on campus, so I'm not really used to it.
My sister used to sleep with me before. Now that I'm alone, I can't fall asleep."
Mo Xin scratched her head, smiling innocently.
Her explanation was half true, half false.
Sleeping with her sister was true.
Not being used to it—
Not so much.
Sensing Yunli's doubt, she quickly added,
"Oh, Yunli, you're from another world, so you might not understand.
Look at girls on the street—they hold hands all the time, right?
So as best friends, isn't it perfectly normal for us to sleep together?
People in the city are all like this. You'll get used to it."
Mo Xin: (๑＞＜๑）
Yunli: (๑•. •๑)
Really? Is that how it works between female best friends?
It does seem common for girls to hold hands…
Am I just being too conservative?
Bit by bit, Yunli found herself being led in circles.
Her lack of common sense proved fatal.
Seeing her hesitation, Mo Xin seized the opportunity.
Her jade-like hand gently slipped around Yunli's slender waist.
Yunli's body trembled slightly—
A sly smile appeared on Mo Xin's lips.
"Alright… let's go to sleep."
Taking advantage of the moment, she smoothly pulled Yunli down onto the bed beside her.
Yunli: (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
Her cheeks burned hot as she tried to resist—
But gradually, her body relaxed within the other's embrace.
As time passed, she grew still.
Only the sound of her soft breathing remained—
Like a quiet, unspoken surrender.
Mo Xin: ( •̀ ω •́ )y~ Yay!!!