Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 65

Even though Lin Yanyu had already understood Chu hanzi’s personality from the original text, when she actually witnessed this way of expressing herself, she couldn’t help but murmur in admiration: “Truly someone whose words complain, but whose body is honest!”

She helped Qin Changxin sit on the couch and casually smoothed her hair, speaking gently: “Alright, isn’t this resolved? Just focus on recovering and wait for the news.”

Qin Changxin obediently responded, but still reminded her: “I really will be coming of age next month.”

Lin Yanyu paused in stroking her hair and said delicately: “Saying it like that makes me feel as if you’re subtly hinting that I should do something…”

“So you prefer being told directly?” Qin Changxin narrowed her eyes slightly, then opened her arms, wrapping them around Lin Yanyu’s waist, resting her head on her, blushing as she whispered, “Once I’m an adult, I can… be with you intimately.”

Lin Yanyu: “…?!”

This time, her whole body froze, tail included, and her cat ears folded as if she had been shocked.

She didn’t respond, but Qin Changxin didn’t seem anxious either. Her ear was pressed against the cat girl’s chest, able to hear Lin Yanyu’s heart racing in panic.

Lin Yanyu was truly flustered. Although she had anticipated this invitation would come someday, she never expected it to arrive so soon!

Moreover, she didn’t know how much of her memory Qin Changxin had recovered. If she had recovered memories of being bullied by the original owner… that would be a disaster!

At this point, Lin Yanyu could only steel herself and speak seriously: “But, just being of age isn’t enough. You have to fully heal first.”

“Does that mean you agreed?” Qin Changxin asked eagerly.

“I guess so.” Lin Yanyu withdrew her hand, looked down at her, and stammered, “But… I’ve never been with anyone intimately before, so please be gentle…”

After saying this, she was anxious, but Qin Changxin looked surprised: “That’s not right. I’m the adult here. You should be the one asking me to be gentle.”

Lin Yanyu froze for two seconds, shocked: “Are you sure?!”

This truly shocked the little girl who had spent the whole year studying logic and drawing storyboards she actually took the initiative to lie down first?!

Her voice got a little loud, and Qin Changxin flinched, hugging the blanket tighter and looking at her blankly: “Haven’t you already come of age?”

Lin Yanyu: “…Ah.”

She roughly understood the little girl’s logic being of age doesn’t mean one can start an intimate relationship; rather, only the adult can take the passive role, and the other side can still take the initiative even if underage.

Thinking about it this way, she had to be thankful the little girl hadn’t touched her recklessly in the past.

Lin Yanyu didn’t know whether to feel happy or worried. Seeing Qin Changxin lower her arms, she sighed in relief and sat beside her, patting her shoulder with complicated emotions.

“Thank you for trusting this single dog… uh, single cat.”

Qin Changxin softly responded with a hum, lowered her head, and fell silent, holding Lin Yanyu’s hand tightly, her ears and neck flushed red.

After Chu hanzi left that day, Lin Yanyu spent each day treating Qin Changxin’s injuries and doing rehabilitation, while also gathering information on Yang Hengyu and Xiao Xianyi.

Chu hanzi was a bit tsundere, but ultimately a meticulous elder who handled matters quickly and reliably. The agents she sent back always returned with intelligence in a few days, which Lin Yanyu would pass to Qin Changxin exactly as it came.

As Qin Changxin organized the information, Lin Yanyu recorded the important details in a spiritual notebook.

As expected, after Yang Hengyu left Que Ling Island and headed to Lianzhou, he even attacked a gathering of demons along the way. Luckily, after the incident on Que Ling Island, all the demon hunters in various provinces had reinforced defenses at these gathering points. Yang Hengyu didn’t gain any advantage and even escaped with injuries.

Demon hunters sent by the Kuixuan Academy and Lianzhou chased Yang Hengyu, but whenever they thought they were about to catch him, he escaped using illusions or blood magic. By the time the intelligence reached the Academy, Yang Hengyu had already disappeared, just like Xiao Xianyi.

“Yu Mao from Que Ling Island also brought a letter personally from the island master.” Qin Changxin handed Lin Yanyu a freshly opened note. “Ye Yaozhi hasn’t left the island and shows no signs of being controlled. The doctor treating her, Yu Zhuo, has been monitoring her constantly.”

“Although it seems Yang Hengyu truly abandoned her, just in case, let Que Ling Island continue surveillance.” Lin Yanyu sighed. “If only I had known Ye Yaozhi had been cursed, she wouldn’t have bonded with Yang Hengyu…”

“No need to blame yourself,” Qin Changxin said, stroking her cat ears. “Although you inherited Xuanlin’s memories, Ye Yaozhi in those memories remained loyal to Xuanlin and wouldn’t have noticed anything unusual. That’s normal.”

“I understand… I just feel she’s a bit pitiful.” Lin Yanyu rubbed her hand against Qin Changxin’s palm. She was about to put away the note when she saw a line at the bottom: If in trouble, quickly return to the Demon Realm and seek help from your mother.

“…Changxin, Aunt Pu Wei suggests I return to the Demon Realm for help.” She looked at Qin Changxin. “But don’t humans want demons to stay out of this? Even though the enemy is the criminal demon ‘Blood Leopard,’ a common enemy for both sides?”

“That’s true,” Qin Changxin nodded. “For now, it’s better not to alert the Demon Realm. The ‘Blood Leopard’ is a powerful demon king, once subordinate to the ruler of the Demon Realm. Since he’s hiding in the human world, it’s best if we demon hunters handle him.”

“I agree.” Lin Yanyu carefully folded the letter and stored it in her jade pendant.

By the time they finished organizing the information, night had fallen.

Today, Feng Xianchen and Zhuang Jingwei returned early, and Qin Changxin’s body had recovered well, so the four of them set up a small stove, organized ingredients, and prepared to eat hot pot.

“The weather’s about to get hot, so hot pot isn’t suitable; it could make your mouth blister.” Feng Xianchen said, putting thin slices of beef into the clear broth. “Luckily, we all eat lightly; otherwise, we’d need spicy broth, which is hard to find here!”

Zhuang Jingwei poured homemade rice wine for the four of them. According to her, it had been brewed three years ago, then buried in the courtyard, and she had forgotten to dig it up until now.

Seeing Qin Changxin tremble as she raised the cup, Lin Yanyu instinctively reminded her: “You can’t drink with your injuries! It’ll hurt your stomach!”

Qin Changxin blinked innocently, looking at Zhuang Jingwei: “Sister Zhuang…?”

“Oh, I was too excited and forgot,” Zhuang Jingwei apologized. “Just a sip won’t hurt. Drink two sips and stop. We’ll be busy later, so I might not have time to brew again.”

Qin Changxin smiled faintly, lifted her cup, and said proactively: “Come, let’s toast!”

“Toasting!”

The cups clinked sharply in the air.

Lin Yanyu laughed along but instinctively looked at Qin Changxin before drinking and noticed the little girl’s eyes shining.

She thought it was just the light from the spiritual lamp and stove, but upon closer look, Qin Changxin was actually holding back tears. Startled, Lin Yanyu paused a moment before quickly lowering her head to drink.

The little girl must have remembered that dream.

In that dream, Feng Xianchen and Zhuang Jingwei fell under Xiao Xianyi, leaving only Qin Changxin standing alone on a tall building, witnessing the end of the world.

Thinking this, Lin Yanyu felt a twinge in her nose, though she was accustomed to seeing comrades face life and death and didn’t cry easily.

The meal was lively. Once the ingredients were gone and the wine empty, they chatted drunkenly.

“A long, long time ago, I was about ten, just arriving at Kui xuan Academy, living in Qi Huan Residence. I thought Sister Zhuang and Sister Changxin were scary.” Feng Xianchen said, spinning a dry chopstick. “Sister Zhuang never spoke, always cold, and Sister Changxin was the same. I felt like I faced two icebergs every day!”

Zhuang Jingwei flicked a spinning chopstick back into her hand, keeping her expressionless face: “True, Xianchen once thought I spoiled Changxin, but she forgot we had an even colder master.”

“Yes, yes! Later I realized you’re all just introverted, actually very nice people,” Feng Xianchen nodded rapidly. “Also, Sister Changxin didn’t have Sister Zhuang’s ‘aura.’ Honestly, I felt she was using a cold front to hide her inner warmth… um, trying to imitate Sister Zhuang but never quite capturing it.”

“Good review, no objections here.” Qin Changxin, slightly drunk, leaned on Lin Yanyu and squinted: “I only remember the first time you lost control and showed your cat ears, green eyes, and claws, scaring Sister Zhuang and me…”

“No, you didn’t faint,” Zhuang Jingwei corrected. “Only I did.”

Qin Changxin blinked for a few seconds, puzzled: “Why didn’t I faint?”

“You’ve never been afraid of cats since childhood,” Zhuang Jingwei said. “The stray cats entering the academy, you fed them all. Even our master’s big white cat, when it was temperamental, you still dared to pet it.”

“Never afraid of cats?” Qin Changxin repeated, looking at Lin Yanyu’s cat ears, then kissed them lightly, mumbling: “I remember, I do like cats.”

Lin Yanyu shrank her neck into her shoulders, laughing awkwardly: “Memories are memories, but don’t suddenly go cat-sucking on me!”

“Mm, okay…” Qin Changxin released the ears, then kissed her forehead with a loud smooch, sincerely saying, “I like cats.”

Lin Yanyu: “….”

Afraid the little girl might act drunk again, she pulled her up: “Changxin’s drunk, I’ll sober her up!”

“Go ahead, go ahead!” Feng Xianchen, leaning against Zhuang Jingwei, waved drunkenly: “See you tomorrow!”

Lin Yanyu carried the little girl back to their quiet room, closed the door, set up a sound barrier, and had her sit cross-legged.

Qin Changxin obediently sat, and after Lin Yanyu did too, she suddenly hugged her.

“Cat-cat.”

“Cat-cat’s here. What is it?” Lin Yanyu was ready, letting her hug.

“Want to touch the cat’s belly.” Qin Changxin’s voice was soft, with a faint scent of alcohol drifting from her lips.

Lin Yanyu stayed silent for two seconds, then placed one of her hands on her own belly: “Go ahead.”

Her belly was a bit full from dinner, rounder than usual, stretching her clothes.

Qin Changxin touched it back and forth, then suddenly exclaimed.

Lin Yanyu: ?

“Who shaved your fur bald?!” Qin Changxin pressed on her belly, angrily.