“What…!?”
“Look.”
Xia Che pointed to the side.
Hui Jin followed his finger and saw that many people on the pedestrian street were giving her uniform, synchronized stares.
Her cute, delicate face visibly flushed crimson in an instant.
“Th-this…”
The girl hurriedly pulled her cloak tight, wrapping herself up like a caterpillar, and stammered:
“My transformed attire just looks like this… what can I do about it?”
All this time, Hui Jin had never considered this aspect.
Although she had indeed wondered at the beginning of her transformations why her attire was a tattered, drafty dress.
But after transforming enough times, she stopped caring.
Ultimately, Ye Qianqiu treated Hui Jin as his weapon, like a Gundam to its pilot or a suit to a Kamen Rider.
From that perspective, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Besides, each battle was short, and the number of weekly transformations was few.
Moreover, Hui Jin had never gone shopping with anyone else in this form.
This time, she thought it was just for a meal.
Who knew she’d be dragged out to buy clothes!
“Hmm, I know this isn’t Miss Hui Jin’s fault.”
Xia Che revealed a gentle, understanding smile.
“So, changing into normal clothes should solve it, right?”
Hui Jin fell silent for a long moment before finally speaking reluctantly:
“Tch… fine. Let’s just finish buying quickly and leave.”
If she showed strong resistance to wearing girls’ clothes, wouldn’t that arouse Xia Che’s suspicion?
It couldn’t be helped…
“Anyway, I’ll pick something conservative…”
Hui Jin said, being reluctantly pulled by Ye Xiao Chi towards a children’s clothing store.
The good news was that Ye Xiao Chi let go.
The bad news was that after a short while, she came back, face full of excitement, holding a JK outfit:
“Senior Hui Jin would definitely look great in this!”
“Indeed.”
Xia Che stroked his chin, his gaze shifting seriously between Hui Jin and the JK outfit.
“Absolutely not!”
Hui Jin sharply refused, turning to glare at Xia Che, narrowing her eyes:
“You’re not imagining what I’d look like in this, are you?”
“No.” Xia Che immediately denied.
“And why does a children’s store have clothes like this?”
Not only was the skirt short enough to reach the top of the thighs, but the white shirt was also short enough to expose the stomach.
Were kids in the 1940s this open-minded?
“You two stay put. I’ll choose myself.”
Hui Jin circled the store several times and finally walked back to the two of them holding a thick sweatshirt and long jeans:
“Something like this is more…”
“No!” they said in unison.
Ye Xiao Chi snatched the clothes from Hui Jin’s hands, hugging them tightly to her chest to prevent Hui Jin from taking them back, shaking her head vigorously:
“If Senior Hui Jin wears this, it’d be better to just wear the current see-through dress!”
“You want another lesson, is that it, Feizuan?”
“Hmph, this is the one area I will never back down! Senior Hui Jin should just give up!”
Ye Xiao Chi curled her whole body inward—as long as she didn’t look at Hui Jin, she wouldn’t feel scared!
Ye Xiao Chi, a true genius!
“In that case, let me handle it?”
At this moment, Xia Che, who loved stirring up trouble, stepped forward:
“Not too conservative, but not too revealing either, right?”
Hui Jin said irritably:
“…You know the consequences of making me angry, right, classmate Xia Che?”
“Of course, of course. Just trust me!”
While Hui Jin’s attention was diverted, Ye Xiao Chi gave Xia Che a thumbs-up, mouthing silently:
[I leave it to you!]
[Understood!]
Xia Che returned an OK gesture.
Fifteen minutes later, in front of the full-length mirror, Hui Jin looked somewhat surprised at the girl in the reflection:
“This is… me?”
A soft, milky-white knit sweater paired with a light gray knitted midi skirt.
The waist-cinching part outlined the girl’s lovely figure, while the side slit of the skirt revealed a section of her straight calf wrapped in cream-colored knee-high socks, her feet clad in thick-soled, pure-white loafers.
The overall look was clean and cool, complementing her waist-length gray hair.
Although her eyes seemed somewhat dull, the red eyes themselves were eye-catching enough.
If anything, the combination of an aloof, tired expression with a cute appearance made the impact even stronger.
Hui Jin looked left and right, lifted the skirt slightly, and swayed it, momentarily stunned.
‘I seem… quite cute?’
A shadow suddenly fell from above.
Then, something seemed to land on her head.
She looked in the mirror—Xia Che had placed a pure white beret on her head.
“And that completes it… How is it? Is Miss Hui Jin satisfied?”
The boy didn’t forget to give her an exaggerated bow.
“It’s… ahem… barely acceptable?” Hui Jin twisted the hair hanging over her shoulder, her expression somewhat unnatural.
“Glad you like it. Shall we go? Xiao Chi is probably starving by now.”
“Ah… oh…”
Following behind Xia Che, Hui Jin’s mood was slightly complicated.
‘Did I just, for a moment, anticipate Xia Che’s opinion?’
‘But caring about others’ views is human nature. Having such thoughts isn’t strange… right…’
The girl gently shook her head, trying to dispel the strange thoughts.
Just as they reached the entrance, Hui Jin felt a pair of scorching eyes land on her.
“Senior Hui Jin…”
Ye Xiao Chi stood frozen, her red eyes wide and round.
She slowly took two steps forward, then suddenly lunged at her!
“You! Are! So! Cute!”
She wrapped her arms around Hui Jin, who tried to escape, rubbing and kneading her in her embrace, even vigorously nuzzling Hui Jin’s soft, delicate cheek.
“Let… let go! You… mmmph!”
“Smelling sweet, feeling soft, and tasting sweet… hehe… I really can’t take it. Truly, magical girls are the most wonderful beings in the world!”
“Wah… Mom, thank you for letting me be born into this world!”
‘Hey, what about me?’
Hui Jin, being petted like a cat, felt both grief and indignation but couldn’t resist Ye Xiao Chi’s enthusiasm. She could only cast a pleading look at Xia Che:
“Xia Che, save me…”
“Hui Jin (unconcerned)?”
In the end, to escape Ye Xiao Chi’s clutches, Hui Jin had to compromise, agreeing to her request to wear this outfit and go shopping with her next time.
The time reached seven in the evening.
Ye Xiao Chi hummed a cheerful tune, holding Hui Jin’s hand as they walked on the pedestrian street, with Xia Che following behind them.
If you asked why they were already holding hands, the answer was that, setting aside combat skills, Ye Xiao Chi’s physical strength was greater than Hui Jin’s.
And facing her daughter’s request, Hui Jin truly couldn’t refuse.
Two beautiful girls walking down the street naturally attracted countless gazes.
Hui Jin hung her head low, shoulders hunched, appearing both nervous and awkward.
Ye Xiao Chi was the complete opposite—not shy at all, but rather enjoying the feeling.
A couple approached from not far away.
The woman pointed at Hui Jin and said to the man:
“Wow, look, look! That little girl is so cute!”
It was just a normal compliment.
Who knew that Ye Xiao Chi, the social recluse, would respond? She shook the hand holding Hui Jin’s and said:
“Right, right! My little sister is just this cute! She’s just a bit introverted… Ouch!”
Hui Jin pinched the fleshy part of Ye Xiao Chi’s palm hard, making the girl grimace in pain.
“Who’s your little sister…?!”
Hui Jin gritted her teeth, her voice seeming squeezed out from between them.
‘This is sheer defiance of natural order!’
“Sorry, I just wanted to show off Senior Hui Jin to others…”
Seeing the girl was about to start acting spoiled again, Hui Jin immediately felt her scalp go numb.
She said sternly:
“No showing off! And don’t look at me with those pitiful eyes! Just walk properly!”
The education Ye Qianqiu had lacked in giving Ye Xiao Chi over the past few years had now turned into a boomerang, smashing heavily into the back of Hui Jin’s head.
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