Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 265 Shocking! Qianxun's best friend is actually...!
Wang Feng returned to Shuangshou Pavilion as dusk fell.

As he walked through the familiar corridor, the wooden floorboards creaked softly beneath his feet.

He stopped in front of Mochizuki Chika's door, his fingertips lightly touching the inconspicuous scratch on the door frame—a scratch he had accidentally left a few years ago when he and Chika were "playing around".

He didn't knock on the door. Instead, he swayed and dissolved into the shadows like ink dripping into water.

Following the shadows under the door, he silently slipped into the room.

Under the warm light, the room was filled with a blend of sandalwood and cherry blossom fragrance.

On the cypress wood clothes rack on the left, a light purple kimono with small patterns hung neatly, the delicate wisteria pattern on the cuffs gleaming softly under the light.

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The sound of water was clearly heard coming from the direction of the bathroom. Fine water droplets condensed on the frosted glass, and two slender figures could be vaguely seen.

A gentle laugh drifted from the rising steam: "Miyu, hand me a towel."

"Sister Qianxun, is Lord Wang Feng really coming back?" A clear voice rang out.

"Probably, after all... he can't possibly not come to something like this."

"..."

Wang Feng smiled slightly and silently walked through the outer room.

His toes lightly touched the tatami mat, without disturbing a speck of dust.

Inside the bedroom, moonlight filtered through the latticework of the camphor wood window, casting dappled shadows on the mattress.

Two sets of clothes were neatly arranged: on the left was a purple cherry blossom patterned dress that Mochizuki Chika loved most, with a silver-gray bag strap.

On the right is a black and white sailor suit, with a navy blue pleated skirt with crisp creases, and the most eye-catching feature is the bow tie.

"Huh? This outfit looks so familiar...a magical girl outfit?"

Before he could finish speaking, the bathroom door was gently pushed open.

Steam rose like a thin veil, and two figures slowly walked out.

Mochizuki Chika held her wet, long hair in one hand and casually wrapped a bath towel around her other hand. Water droplets slid down her slender neck, lingered briefly at her collarbone, and finally disappeared into the edge of the bath towel.

Her skin had a faint pinkish glow after her bath, like cherry blossoms in full bloom.

Beside her, a girl named Miyu appeared much more reserved.

Her slender white fingers gripped the edge of the bath towel tightly against her chest. Her wet, long blue hair was still dripping with water, and glistening droplets slid down her rounded shoulders, finally landing on her slightly curled toes.

Their eyes fell on Wang Feng at the same time, but their reactions were completely different.

Mochizuki Chika was slightly taken aback at first, then a smile appeared on her lips as she walked towards him with a generous air, her curves, faintly visible beneath the bath towel, swaying gently with each step.

"So they've already arrived?"

Miyu, like a frightened little animal, suddenly lowered her head, her cheeks instantly turning red.

Her fingers unconsciously tightened the towel, even the tips of her ears turned blush, and she avoided his gaze, unable to meet his eyes. In the end, she could only stare blankly at her rounded toes, as if there was something there that was extremely attractive to her.

"Wang Fengjun, this is your best friend Miyu, whom you've always missed, and also a key member of the Sakura National Team in the same year as you." Mochizuki Chika smiled and gently pulled Miyu's wrist forward.

Meiyou was suddenly pushed in front of Wang Feng, the edge of the bath towel swaying slightly with the movement.

She hurriedly pressed her hands to her chest, her cheeks instantly turning crimson.

Her wet, blue hair clung to her neck, with glistening water droplets clinging to the ends.

"This is Wang Fengjun, the captain of the Chinese National Team that you've been wanting to meet." Mochizuki Chika winked mischievously. "Aren't you going to say hello?"

Miyu lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

She took a deep breath and finally mustered the courage to raise her eyes: "Good evening, Wang Fengjun."

Her voice was barely audible, yet the moment her gaze fell upon Wang Feng's face, her heart began to race uncontrollably.

Ever since the final showdown in that treasure hunt, this man's image has been deeply imprinted in her heart.

All other so-called geniuses paled in comparison in her eyes.

"So your name is Miyu." Wang Feng smiled gently, his gaze falling on her reddened earlobes. Wasn't this petite girl the sailor-uniform girl they had discussed back in Bluestone Town?
He suddenly remembered that there was a guy named Ming Busong who, in order to pursue Meiyou, deliberately jumped out to show off his gentlemanly manners, only to be ridiculed by him in public.

"Does Wang Fengjun still remember me?" Meiyou's eyes widened in surprise, her amber pupils trembling slightly.

"Of course I remember." Wang Feng's gaze swept lightly over her, a playful smile curving his lips. "That sailor uniform suited you very well, and..."

He paused deliberately for a moment, then added, "A B+ is also perfect."

"Ooh!" Miyu blushed deeply, her ears turning bright red, and she let out a whimper like a small animal.

Water droplets slid down her burning cheeks, forming a glistening trickle at her collarbone.

Wang Feng's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he was about to step forward, but was stopped by Mochizuki Chika taking a step to the side.

"Hmm?" He raised an eyebrow at Qianxun, who had suddenly intervened.

"Don't be in such a hurry~" Mochizuki Chika smiled mischievously, pushing Wang Feng towards the bathroom with both hands against his chest. As they brushed past each other, she lowered her voice and said, "This is Miyu's first time. You'll have to be gentle."

A look of surprise flashed in Wang Feng's eyes.

In an environment like the Land of Cherry Blossoms, women like Mochizuki Chika and Miyu, who are both beautiful and talented yet remain pure, are even rarer than the victims of disasters.

Especially Miyu's pure and lovely appearance made his heart burn even more.

"If you dare to run away," Wang Feng turned around and gave him a meaningful look.

After saying that, he turned and stepped into the bathroom, leaving the two girls looking at each other in bewilderment.

Miyu stood there, bewildered, her body trembling slightly beneath the towel, unsure whether it was from nervousness or anticipation.

Mochizuki Chika smiled and pinched her best friend's flushed cheeks, whispering something in her ear, which made Miyu blush and pout again.

……

Wang Feng pushed open the frosted glass door to the bathroom, and warm steam rushed out with his movement. He dried his wet hair with a towel as he looked up—

The sight before him caused his pupils to contract sharply.

Mochizuki Chika leaned against the bed, not wearing her usual kimono, but instead wearing a black bodysuit.

Exquisite lace patterns, like a spider web, wrapped around her graceful curves, perfectly concealing several key areas, which were faintly visible under the light.

A semi-transparent black veil was casually draped over her shoulders, sliding down to her elbows with her languid posture, perfectly blending innocence and charm.

Miyu, on the other hand, has completely changed.

She was wearing her signature magical girl cosplay outfit, the blue and white striped skirt swaying gently as she nervously brought her legs together.

Pure white over-the-knee stockings encased her slender legs, with delicate lace trim at the top.

Her long, loose hair was now tied into lively pigtails, the ends swaying gently as she lowered her head, revealing her reddened ear tips.

Mochizuki Chika's lips curled into a sly smile as she gently placed her slender fingers on Miyu's shoulder: "So, is Wang Feng-jun satisfied?"

“Very good.” Wang Feng nodded intently, but then narrowed his eyes slightly. “However… I feel like something is missing.”

A knowing glint flashed in Mochizuki Chika's eyes, and she suddenly spread her arms wide: "Is this it?"

Two vines adorned with bellflower patterns meandered out from her wrists as if they were alive.

The tiny barbs on the vines gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and in the blink of an eye, they tightly bound Miyu's slender waist and wrists.

"Ah!" Miyu exclaimed, her legs, encased in over-the-knee stockings, instinctively snapping together, the bells jingling crisply. "Chi-Chika-nee? What are you doing...?"

She blinked blankly, her blue twin tails swaying gently as she struggled.

"Hmm, that's right!" Wang Feng nodded in approval.
Mochizuki Chika chuckled and handed the other end of the vine to Wang Feng: "I knew you'd like this~"

She deliberately dragged out the last syllable, watching Miyu's belatedly flushed face, "Miyu-chan, tonight you'll experience the true meaning of being a 'magical girl'~"

The bellflowers on the vine suddenly bloomed, emitting a dizzyingly sweet fragrance.

Miyu then realized that she had become part of the two's play, and she was so embarrassed that she curled up her toes. Her white over-the-knee socks shone like pearls under the light.

(End of this chapter)