I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

He hovered motionless in front of the little girl, the light and shadow pulsating in a peculiar and rhythmic manner.

There seemed to be a silent exchange between the two.

The next second, a very faint smile slowly appeared on the little girl in the red dress's eternally calm face.

The golden light seemed satisfied; it gently touched the little girl's forehead, then traced a graceful arc before disappearing back into Li Qingyang's chest without a trace.

The room returned to its previous tranquility.

It was as if nothing had happened.

The black-haired boy rolled over, smacked his lips, completely unaware of the 'meeting' he had just experienced, and mumbled incoherently in his sleep.

"...Another bottle, please..."

"I...I can still drink..."

"Iced tea..."

The little girl in the red dress looked at the black-haired boy who was talking in his sleep, sat back down by the bed, and continued to quietly watch over the sleeping boy with her clear eyes.

This time, however, there was something completely different in her gaze towards Mio Tsukasa and Hatosaki...

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The next morning, shortly after the first rays of sunlight streamed into the apartment through the large windows, Li Qingyang slowly opened his eyes.

He lay quietly on the soft bed, momentarily disoriented, unable to distinguish between day and night.

There was not a trace of sluggishness in my body, and my spirits were incredibly high, as if all the fatigue from coming to this chaotic and haphazard anime world had been swept away.

He sat up, stretched, and his joints made a series of crisp popping sounds.

Cool!

I felt more refreshed than ever before.

"Good morning, little ghost girl."

"..."

The small red figure sat quietly on the edge of his bed, tilting its head to watch his every move after he opened his eyes. Finally, its gaze slowly moved down and saw something pointing straight to the sky, majestic and very erect. It couldn't help but stare at it, and then responded in Chinese with that ethereal voice, speaking clearly and distinctly.

"Qingyang, good morning...?"

"..."

What the hell are you waving at?!

Li Qingyang's lips twitched, he manually adjusted the trajectory, and then got up to wash up.

This body is now young and strong, quite different from the half-crippled body it had before.

It's not easy to get rid of this yang energy after waking up in the morning. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I chug down half a bottle of iced tea. Only when the cool, sweet sensation travels from my throat all the way to my stomach does it finally subside...

After settling his personal matters, Li Qingyang turned on the TV, then rummaged through the cupboard and found a bag of seafood-flavored instant noodles. He tore open the packaging, put the noodles and seasoning into a large bowl, boiled water in the electric kettle, poured it in, and then covered the bowl with a plate.

The LCD TV in the apartment's living room was playing the morning news, with the female anchor reporting on Eleking's attack in an impassioned tone, hailing Zoffy's reappearance as 'divine retribution'...

While waiting for the instant noodles to soften, Li Qingyang stared blankly at his own imposing figure on TV, feeling nothing, and even a little amused.

That's quite a boast, saying I'm the 'divine punishment' from heaven.

The Japanese like to give others these kinds of childish nicknames, such as "Imperial Ferocious Tiger" or "Imperial Destructive Dragon"...

Ha people...

Oh, the noodles are ready.

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Ugh... I have gastroenteritis and a fever all at once, it's so uncomfortable!

Chapter Sixty-Six: The Pink-Haired Chaos Shaking with Fluttering Branches!

Li Qingyang lifted the plate, and steam immediately filled the small, low table. The rich aroma of seafood instant noodles, mixed with the spiciness of the seasoning packet, instantly permeated the entire living room.

"Slurp slurp..."

The little girl in the red dress sat quietly at the low table, watching the black-haired boy opposite her as he gulped down the instant noodles in a large bowl...

stare......

A silent gaze is more oppressive than any words.

Li Qingyang couldn't take it anymore, so he picked up a ramen noodle with his chopsticks and handed it to her.

"Want a bite?"

The gaze of the Loli Planet's will slowly shifted from his face to that steaming mound of skin. The little head tilted slightly as it pondered something earnestly, its smooth black hair cascading down its shoulders.

A few seconds later, she raised her head and shook it gently, very politely.

"Thank you, but I won't eat it."

"..."

If you're not going to eat, why are you staring at me?

Li Qingyang rolled his eyes and continued to slurp down his instant noodles.

"Slurp slurp!"

After finishing his noodles, Li Qingyang put down his chopsticks, rubbed his stomach, and felt not quite full...

But since it's breakfast after all, I'll just have a quick bite as usual and not eat too much.

He picked up his phone, unlocked it, and saw that the internet was full of discussions about Zoffy instantly defeating Eleking and saving hundreds of people; the level of interest was ridiculously high.

got used to.

Li Qingyang scrolled through his phone without changing his expression, occasionally picking up his bowl to take a sip of instant noodle soup...

Hmm... a perfect 10 or even 9 out of 10 flavor.

As the last mouthful of rich seafood broth slid down his throat, Li Qingyang contentedly put down his instant noodle bowl. He then noticed that the will of the little girl planet, which had been quietly sitting beside him, had vanished without a trace...

What did that little ghost girl go about...?

Oh well, she'll just pop up on her own whenever a monster appears.

Just then, the doorbell rang in the monotonous apartment.

"Ding dong~~~"

The crisp sound of the bell dispelled the tranquility of the morning.

Li Qingyang got up and opened the door. In the morning light, he saw a bob-haired girl in light-colored casual clothes standing quietly in the porch.

She was carrying a rather exquisite insulated lunchbox in both hands. When she saw him, she gave a faint smile and bowed slightly.

"Good morning, Li Jun. My mother made some breakfast and asked me to bring it to you."

The girl's voice was soft and gentle.

Ah... breakfast...

Li Qingyang's gaze unconsciously drifted to the instant noodle bowl behind him—the bowl on the dining table, still steaming and emitting an artificial fragrance, seemed particularly jarring.

He looked back at Kato Megumi, and for a moment the scene froze subtly.

Kato Megumi followed his gaze, her eyes lingering for a moment on the instant noodle bowl and the packaging next to it, a knowing look in her beautiful eyes.

"Oh... so Mr. Li has already eaten?"

"cough......"

Li Qingyang coughed lightly, moved aside, casually patted his stomach, and said without batting an eye, "Actually, I'm not very full."

That makes sense. Saving the world is such a difficult task; how can you fill your stomach by just eating instant noodles?

"Sorry to bother you..."

With a faint smile on her face, Kato Megumi walked into the apartment, casually placed the insulated lunchbox on the low table in the living room, and then opened it.

With a few soft clicks, the lids were skillfully lifted one by one.

In an instant, the aroma of a hearty breakfast overpowered the smell of cheap instant noodles in the room.

Golden tamagoyaki, fragrant grilled fish, and steaming miso soup—a standard Japanese breakfast is laid out before you.

"Mom will be very unhappy if she finds out that Li Jun only eats instant noodles for breakfast."

The bob-haired girl looked up, her smile still gentle: "Besides, Li Jun has such a big appetite, one pack of instant noodles definitely won't fill him up."

"Well... okay."

Then I shall accept your offer without hesitation... uh, no, wrong style, it should be—

Damn it, what a terrible thing to waste food! How could I possibly let Auntie's kindness go to waste!

I'm going to eat, eat, eat!

Li Qingyang picked up his chopsticks and, without any pretense, devoured the breakfast that Mrs. Kato had carefully prepared, even drinking the last drop of miso soup.

A warmth far more comforting than instant noodles slowly spread from my stomach to every part of my body, bringing immense comfort.

Hmm... eating a proper meal is definitely more comfortable than eating instant noodles...

Kato Megumi sat quietly at one side of the low table, tapping her phone screen with her fingertips, chatting with him from time to time, making this extra breakfast time particularly relaxed and pleasant.

"By the way, Mr. Li."

The girl with the bob haircut gently placed her phone on her lap and looked up. "I'm going to Soubu High School with my mom later. The academic affairs office told me to check if there are any uniforms in stock that fit my size. If not, we'll need to get them custom-made as soon as possible."

She paused briefly, then asked, "What are Mr. Li's plans for this morning?"

Li Qingyang wiped his mouth and answered straightforwardly, "No plans, I'm very free."

The economic problems have been resolved with the little ghost girl's skillful manipulation, and there's no need to worry too much about the issue of unregistered residents as long as it doesn't involve sensitive operations.

Aside from fighting monsters and sniping that beast, the Dark Shadow Mage, there's basically no other plan...

Kato Megumi tilted her head slightly, her soft hair brushing against her fair cheek, her tone carrying a hint of probing.

"Then... shall we go together?"

Li Qingyang precisely tossed the tissue he had used to wipe his mouth into the trash can in one swift motion.

"Okay, let's go together."

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Morning light streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a long, narrow strip of light into the master bedroom of the luxurious four-palace villa.

The black-haired girl opened her eyes and gazed silently at the exquisite embroidered patterns on the ceiling of the tent, feeling a sense of emptiness in her heart.

I slept very soundly last night, but that soundness lacked the warmth I longed for most.

This time in the dream, there was no small figure in a red sundress, gently stroking her head with soft little hands...

A feeling of loss, like the rising tide, slowly engulfs my heart.

Why didn't they come...?

Knock, knock, knock—

A soft knock sounded on the door, regular and restrained.

"Please come in."

Why didn't Mom come last night...?

Kaguya Shinomiya sat up, quietly sitting on the edge of the bed, gathering her soft black hair that was draped over her shoulders, her voice clear and cold like the clash of jade stones.

The door was pushed open silently, and Hayasaka Ai walked in carrying a cup of perfectly warm black tea, her steps light and steady.

"Good morning, Kaguya-sama."

The blonde maid placed the black tea on the bedside table and then began her report in her usual professional tone.

"We have just received a notification from the main family. Following the divine light of 'Zoffy's Miracle Day,' the master's health has been confirmed to be fully recovered. To celebrate the head of the family's recovery, the main family has decided to hold a banquet next week. Please be prepared for the occasion, Miss."