The Villain Has A Yuri Halo [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 47.1
“Ugh, it’s raining again! How annoying!”
While the misty, rain-shrouded scenery was undeniably poetic, after seeing it too often, Li Ju could only think about her laundry never drying.
She grabbed her umbrella and slung her canvas bag over her shoulder, its weight heavy with research materials and today’s lunch.
As she walked down the gravel path, she couldn’t resist glancing back at the attic window, which was often left open. As she expected, the timid merman was secretly watching her.
Li Ju’s eyes curved into a gentle smile, her expression betraying none of her cunning. Her elegant, floor-length dress exuded an air of refined maturity, making her appear every inch the intelligent, sophisticated woman.
“Miss Mu,” Li Ju called out.
Mu Linglong peeked out from her hiding place, her voice timid as she asked, “Is there something you need?”
Li Ju waved cheerfully. “See you this evening! Be careful while you’re home alone. If you run into any trouble, remember to call me—I’ve taped my number to the attic door. As for lunch, I’ll order takeout for you later.”
What wealthy heiress would willingly eat takeout?
Li Ju was genuinely puzzled. Mu Linglong had been eating takeout snail noodles for three days straight and still hadn’t gotten tired of them!
Mu Linglong’s pure eyes lit up instantly. This time, she asked Li Ju, “Could… could you add a fried egg?”
The corners of Li Ju’s lips curled into a pleased smile. This merman is so easy to please, she thought.
“No problem.”
Mu Linglong beamed, her exquisite face seeming to illuminate the dimly lit attic. She possessed a magical charm, captivating hearts with just her beauty and inspiring people to become her most loyal knights.
Li Ju’s eyes flickered slightly as she opened her umbrella and departed.
Knowing she was alone at home, Mu Linglong didn’t bother opening the window used for communication.
She closed the window and leaned over her desk, her fingers trA’Cing the stack of old books—all of which she had already read.
Confined to her home, with a bookshelf overflowing with books waiting to be explored, Mu Linglong could temporarily escape the pain of reality within their pages. She desperately needed a distraction.
Thank goodness her home is full of books.
It seems like Mom and Dad entrusted me to a wonderful human.
She’s always smiling, has such a gentle temperament, and treats me with such warmth.
Mu Linglong murmured, “Mom and Dad, you can rest assured about me. I’ll take good care of myself and won’t cause her any trouble.”
The gentle patter of rain drew Mu Linglong’s thoughts away as she quietly savored the peaceful moment.
Before long, the wind and rain intensified. The torrential downpour pounded against the roof with a deafening roar, as if the eaves were about to collapse under the relentless assault.
Suddenly, Mu Linglong remembered her “new friend”—the second “friend” she had made since moving into the attic.
Whenever Mu Linglong found herself lost in thought, she would rest her chin in her hand and gaze down at the potted flowers in the courtyard below. Though she couldn’t name them, each bloom radiated vibrant color, bringing a measure of solace to her heart. It was as if she were no longer alone, for she deeply envied the flowers’ vitality.
She glanced at the white roses in the vase on the table, already showing signs of wilting. This only deepened her affection for the flowers in the courtyard.
Without hesitation, she hurriedly pushed open the attic door. But when she saw the umbrella leaning against the wall, she paused, momentarily taken aback.
A warm sensation seemed to flow into Mu Linglong’s bitter heart, a feeling born from Li Ju’s care for her.
Grabbing the umbrella, Mu Linglong raced downstairs. The fierce wind nearly ripped the umbrella from her grasp, forcing her to quickly seek shelter in a sheltered corner.
Even people struggled against the gale; how could the delicate flowers in the courtyard possibly withstand it?
Without a second thought, Mu Linglong began carefully moving the potted plants. Soon, she realized the umbrella was more of a hindrance than help. It would be easier to simply carry the flowers in the rain.
But she couldn’t bear to carelessly toss the umbrella aside. She carefully placed it in a safe spot.
The pampered and delicate Mu Linglong had never done such manual labor before. Her fair fingertips ached from the rough handling, and her hands burned with a prickly heat.
Rain soaked her hair, and her thin clothes clung tightly to her body.
The sticky, uncomfortable sensation gave Mu Linglong her first glimpse of herself in such a disheveled state.
Panting, she wiped the raindrops from her face, glanced at the flowerpots now stacked in the storage room, and then at her drenched clothes.
Mu Linglong smiled. “Still feels quite rewarding!” she murmured.
She gave herself a small compliment, a shy blush rising on her pale face. “I think I’m getting a bit too narcissistic,” she muttered. “Good thing no one saw that just now.”
With that, Mu Linglong’s curiosity led her to survey the cluttered storage room.
Though she hadn’t been staying with Li Ju for long, she remembered Li Ju mentioning this was the storage room. Putting the flowerpot here should be fine, right?
She frowned uncertainly. If Li Ju gets angry later, I’ll just apologize!
Having quickly resolved her dilemma, Mu Linglong finally relaxed her furrowed brow and began to look around.
Suddenly, a gust of wind slammed the storage room door shut with a loud bang. Mu Linglong swallowed nervously, startled by the noise.
“The human world really is terrifying…”
She cautiously groped for the light switch and finally managed to turn on the room’s light. However, her earlier fumbling around had led her to discover something new.
Behind the storage cabinet was a wall. Circling around it revealed a pitch-black passageway.
An ordinary person might have been frightened, but Mu Linglong wasn’t afraid of the dark.
Now that I’m here, wouldn’t it be a waste not to take a peek?
Mu Linglong crept forward, her eyes quickly adjusting to the darkness. As a Merman, her eyes possessed abilities beyond those of ordinary humans, allowing her vision to remain unaffected by the pitch-black environment.
Li Ju had been unaware of this, which was why her plan that night had failed.
She had encountered Mu Linglong, a Merman who not only feared no darkness but actually relished the pitch-black.
Mu Linglong continued down the tunnel, her gaze falling upon a deep, dark opening in the floor. She blinked in confusion. “What is this place?”
After a moment’s hesitation, she steeled her resolve and climbed down the ladder into the underground chamber.
The damp, earthy smell made Mu Linglong wrinkle her nose in distaste. She surveyed her surroundings and discovered that there were even rooms down here!
Her curiosity growing stronger, Mu Linglong pushed open the nearest door.
She found herself in a fully furnished bedroom, complete with a television and a gaming console.
“Who lives here?” Mu Linglong wondered aloud, thoroughly perplexed. “Is this Li Ju’s room? Why would she live in the basement when there’s a perfectly good first floor?”
After a careful examination, she noticed that the room showed no signs of ever having been occupied. Everything was brand new.
Mu Linglong felt a sudden chill down her spine for no apparent reason. Uneasily, she retreated from the room and retraced her steps.
Clutching her rA’Cing heart, she muttered nervously, “Could Li Ju have some… unusual hobbies?”
Just like herself, she was riddled with flaws and shortcomings. Unlike her fellow Mermen, she resisted humans and lacked the innate ability to seamlessly integrate into their world.
This had driven her into increasing isolation. Apart from the annual mandatory return to her clan, she rarely mentioned going back.
She felt like an outsider.
When Mermen abandoned the sea to live among humans, it was a clear sign of their assimilation. Generation after generation of evolution had led them to completely forget their oceanic origins.
The human world offered Mermen convenience and happiness.
Over time, the sea became merely a place they visited once a year.
Yet it was supposed to be their home.
Mu Linglong sighed, resolving to keep her discovery to herself.
This was Li Ju’s home, and she had invaded her privacy.
Shielding herself from the rain, she hurried into the living room. Glancing at her muddy footprints, she grumbled irritably, “No, I have to mop! It looks too dirty like this.”
Before starting her chores, Mu Linglong needed a bath.
Her attic didn’t have a bathroom, so when she entered the first-floor bathroom, she saw a sticky note left by Li Ju: “I’ve prepared everything you need, Sister Linglong.”
Mu Linglong couldn’t hold back her tears any longer. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered, her voice thick with guilt. “You’re so kind to me, yet I was just terrified of you in the storage room. I deserve to die!”
As a naturally kind-hearted Merman, Mu Linglong felt deeply remorseful after receiving Li Ju’s thoughtful gestures repeatedly.
Tears welled up in her misty eyes and dripped down her cheeks. Mu Linglong caught one of the droplets in her palm.
The tear slowly solidified into a radiant pink gemstone, its faint glow fading away.
Her tears had instantly transformed into a tangible object—an expensive gemstone.
“Do I have to give her another duplicate pink gemstone?” Mu Linglong murmured, her voice heavy with concern. “That’s too cheap.”
Then, a flash of inspiration struck her. She remembered a friend.
He was Mu Linglong’s only friend among her people.
His tears were aquamarine blue, and his name was Mu Rongguang.
Should I send him a message later? Ask him to give the Aquamarine to the clansmen coming to pick me up. Then I can give it to Li Ju.