Chapter 52: It’s Sweet
Mo Rabbit was on the rooftop, hair blowing in the wind, her mind swirling with thoughts.
“How dare they control my body like a puppet? What on earth does Source of White want?!”
Mo Rabbit was filled with confusion, utterly unable to decipher whatever nefarious plans were brewing in the mind of Source of White.
Sure, her analytical skills were top-notch, but that’s only useful when there’s information to work with.
And there was no intel on Source of White for her to latch onto.
Even if Night Star Lan used a wish to boost the star specification of the He Tu Luo Shu, it wouldn’t help her divine the mysteries of Source of White.
After all, those stars were created by the Origin of the Stars.
Trying to use the power of stars to divine their creator? Oh please, that’s just asking for a cosmic smackdown!
And speaking of boldness, Mo Rabbit wasn’t about to poke the dragon’s nest that is Source of White.
That entity had a peculiar attitude towards Night Star Lan, but humans were a different story altogether.
Right now, Mo Rabbit was pondering something.
Back there, Source of White had controlled her body to seek out Night Lan and casually uttered a few lines.
But what did she say? Mo Rabbit had absolutely no idea.
No memory of it whatsoever.
Of course, she wouldn’t dare ask Night Lan for the details.
If Source of White threw a fit, she might as well kiss her ashes goodbye without anyone knowing!
“What on earth did I even say? Approaching Night Star and still deciding to chat with Night Lan? It can’t just be for giggles—there’s got to be something that can’t be said directly to Night Star!”
After half an hour of rooftop pondering without a clue, Mo Rabbit realized she was grasping at straws.
With so little info, it was like trying to pull a rabbit out of a hat when there wasn’t even a rabbit!
She finally gave up on her mental gymnastics.
Might as well sit back and watch how this whole circus unfolds.
Though, she probably didn’t even qualify as an audience member.
Only Night Star Lan had the right to share the stage with Source of White.
No one could really view the tale between them.
Mo Rabbit included.
…
The weekend flew by in a flash.
A brand new week began.
After the Rising Sun Theater Group’s weekend performances wrapped up, all the members dashed off, determined to track down the elusive Source of White.
Thanks to that, the group’s urban legend activity was temporarily shelved.
Audiences used to sneak into the theater through some random mysterious entrance to witness the group’s improvised performances.
But of course, Night Star’s burning desire to find Source of White made the theater members ditch that nonsense in favor of the hunt.
The theater again became desolate and echo-y.
Naturally, Night Star wasn’t about to linger in an empty theater as a sad little audience performer.
Luo Xi needed her!
Wait, let’s rephrase that.
It should be that she needed Luo Xi!
Word was, Luo Xi’s three family members were off on another business trip.
Once she got over there, it’d be nothing but a delightful two-person paradise!
Perfect!
As the Theater Door swung open, Night Star popped into Luo Xi’s home.
“Luo Xi~ I’m here! Where are we off to today?”
At that moment, Luo Xi was busy brewing tea at the table, seemingly having anticipated Night Star’s visit.
“Hmm~ Tea again.”
To be honest, Night Star wasn’t a fan of tea. It wasn’t that she absolutely disliked it, but it just wasn’t her cup of… well, tea.
No matter how she sipped, it just didn’t hit the spot.
Soda or something sweet was way more refreshing!
As for why her future self didn’t prepare her drinks…
Probably worried soda wasn’t good for her health, right?
After all, as her girlfriend, how could Luo Xi not know her preferences?
She was just a good mom trying to keep her child away from bad habits.
So, even though Night Star wasn’t keen on tea, she’d still down it like a champ whenever Luo Xi poured a cup for her.
Night Star blew on the scalding tea, then took a timid sip.
“Ouch, hot!”
She let out a wail akin to a kitten burned on its tongue, sticking out her pink tongue to fan away the pain.
In a flash, Luo Xi, quick as a whip, grabbed her little pink tongue and held it gently, leaving Night Star momentarily speechless.
The air fell silent, tension thick as molasses.
Night Star blinked with her doe-like eyes, clearly puzzled by Luo Xi’s actions.
Was she being teased?
As she savored the feeling of having her tongue held, it was definitely a first for her!
Last time, she only pinched Loti Shana’s little tongue, feeling the softness and warmth, and let’s not forget the slick, addictive drool!
But having her own tongue held by someone else was a whole new ballgame!
Honestly, she and Night Lan had never ventured into such crazy territory when they were alone.
They’d tried plenty of poses they saw in anime, though!
But trying to pinch a tongue—what an unexpected turn of events!
Night Star’s thoughts had soon begun to bounce around like a pinball.
In mere seconds, a million ideas raced through her mind.
Luo Xi’s fingers felt a bit cool compared to her warm tongue, a stark contrast that only added to the strange whimsy of the moment.
She could distinctly sense it.
Beyond that, Night Star caught a hint of sweetness wafting from Luo Xi’s fingers, something totally different from regular ol’ human flavor.
Night Star had certainly sucked on Night Lan’s fingers before, even treating them like popsicles! The flavor was fragrant with a hint of sweetness.
She figured she was special.
And, well, she wasn’t tasting that sweet vibe from White Fish or the others—nope, just a hint of saltiness there, which seemed like the “normal” variety.
Heck, before Night Star transformed into a loli, she’d totally licked her fingers too, and their flavor was decidedly “normal.”
Could it be that the Wish Machine was the reason for her special taste buds!?
If she could snatch a sweet flavor just idly licking her own fingers, that would be a perk.
But wait—now there was a new mystery!
Luo Xi had that same trait.
Her fingers were definitely sweet.
What in the world was going on?
Night Star pondered for a moment before seizing Luo Xi’s hand, drawing her fingers into her mouth and delicately licking them.
And nope, not a figment of imagination—this was definitely sweet.
Wait—were other parts just as sweet?
Suddenly, a craving for ice cream struck her like a lightning bolt.
Luo Xi didn’t seem annoyed by Night Star’s odd antics.
Night Star knew she’d never get mad, which made her bold enough to try something this daring.
“Hmm… Luo Xi, I’ve got a question. Did I ever make any strange wishes related to you? Like, I don’t know, a wish that made me feel all sweet when I lick?”
“Nope.”
“Hmmm~ I see, so this must be innate.”
With her knowledge of herself, Night Star thought maybe she was changing lolis’ flavors to sweeten them up.
Turns out, that wasn’t the case!
But on the flip side…
Night Star’s future self must have used the Wish Princess in a myriad of ways!
Her girl had probably experienced the wish-granting magic more times than she could count.
Including, but not limited to, everyday life stuff.
Who knows, even tiny, insignificant matters, and Night Star would be using her wish magic!
But here’s the kicker.
Why on earth did Luo Xi still suffer from those obvious pollen allergy symptoms?
If her future self knew this, she’d surely be conjuring up a wish to resolve it in no time.
And yet, not long ago, Luo Xi had mentioned that her pollen allergy kept her away from Star Eclipse Nation.
What in the cosmos was going on here?
