novelzi Chapter 207
Chapter 207
As the piercing pain hit her neck, Tsukimi Shiro’s world was instantly enveloped in a pink haze, her consciousness fading away.
The reason for the pink color was simple...
Because Adele was the Lust Witch!
Who knew that Adele’s witch powers were so girly in this aspect?
But it wasn’t a big deal, as long as it achieved its purpose.
Adele was always a pragmatist, pink was fine!
Besides, Adele’s determination to take down both of the black and white twins on her own was undeniable.
This step was difficult, hard to take, and even harder to hold onto.
But from the moment Adele sought to grow stronger, from the moment she resolved to become powerful, it was destined that one day, she wouldn’t rely on the power of the women behind her, but would solve her problems on her own.
They couldn’t always be by her side, protecting her, and she couldn’t always be a flower in a greenhouse.
The heroine also had to act like a heroine.
After all, this world was becoming increasingly incomprehensible to Adele.
Beyond the vampires, there was a wider world, angels, elves... and even more ancient beings that might awaken and return, such as the “Lord” that Seraph believed in.
Increasing her strength to be prepared for any situation was never a bad thing.
That’s why Adele kept pestering First Snow to learn magic, and also planned to save money to buy a new staff, instead of relying on First Snow to be a “little thief cat” and steal the principal’s.
She knew that day would come, she just didn’t expect it to come so soon.
But enemies wouldn’t wait for you to slowly prepare everything, so whether it came sooner or later, it was perfectly normal.
The black and white twins, huh? Wanting to make her their exclusive plaything?
Who would become whose plaything was still uncertain!
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When Tsukimi Shiro woke up again, she was in an ordinary classroom.
Her identity, naturally, was a student.
She seemed to have had a very long, very real dream.
But like most people, the moment she woke up, all the memories of the dream were shattered like a flower in a mirror, a moon reflected in water, ripples spreading, impossible to piece together into meaningful information.
Only a few vague fragments remained: sisters, vampires, and... a lover?
What was all this nonsense? Was it because she had watched a vampire romance movie at the cinema last week?
But the feeling was so real, as if the dream was the reality she had experienced, it was confusing.
Even now, Tsukimi Shiro couldn’t remember anything from her dream.
Oh right, her name wasn’t Tsukimi Shiro anymore, it was Shirahime Tsukimi.
Shirahime Tsukimi was a modern high school girl, her past life uneventful. She had a seemingly happy family and seemingly open-minded parents.
She had always been a good girl in her parents’ eyes, a good student in her teachers’ eyes. She had never gone through a rebellious phase, never had a puppy love, she studied and progressed step by step, her future career plan was to take the civil service exam, or become a doctor, teacher, or lawyer.
She wasn’t allowed to have any romantic relationships before she turned twenty, and after she turned twenty, her parents would seamlessly switch to the “eager to marry her off” mode.
They just wished their daughter would get married.
Shirahime Tsukimi had a gentle and introverted personality, she was indecisive, so she had never rebelled against any of this.
Moreover, the benefits of being a good girl and a good student weren’t bad either. Her material needs were basically met, and mentally, she also enjoyed the halo of being a top student and the envy of others.
So even now, deep down, she was somewhat dependent on this inertia, thinking that maybe just living her life step by step, completing this youth, finishing this life, was the optimal solution.
Until she met the “boy” named Ryo Ai.
Ryo Ai, Shirahime Tsukimi’s classmate, had delicate features, short hair like a girl’s, and unique cherry blossom pink eyes that were unforgettable.
Anyone who saw him would mistake him for a girl at first glance, but in reality, he was indeed a boy in this class.
Shirahime Tsukimi learned that this was probably the legendary “feminine-looking boy.”
The boy’s existence broke Shirahime Tsukimi’s conventional image of boys and became the first ray of light to pierce through her routine life.
At first, they didn’t know each other, they were just aware of each other’s existence in the class. Shirahime Tsukimi, as a good student, and Ryo Ai, the rebellious and lazy one, were obviously not the same kind of people.
However, perhaps because the teacher wanted to pair a good student with a bad student, or maybe because she believed in the saying “one takes on the color of one’s company,” hoping that Ryo Ai could be influenced by Shirahime Tsukimi and turn over a new leaf, giving him a chance to get into the university he desired, Shirahime Tsukimi was arranged to sit with Ryo Ai, the playful slacker.
But the teacher seemed to have forgotten the second part of the saying.
It was “one takes on the color of one’s company, good or bad.”
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Shirahime Tsukimi graduated from university. Now, she had learned enough theoretical knowledge and was determined to live up to her youth, to fight for the right of lesbians to love freely.
At the same time, she wouldn’t forget her responsibility. She wouldn’t promote same-sex love to teenagers, but she would offer comfort and guidance to those who were already struggling.
On this day, the girl was walking on the street as usual, heading to a seminar organized by the Lily Flower organization she had founded. She was a key opinion leader at the meeting.
In this season of blooming cherry blossoms, the girl’s heart was filled with hope for the future and nostalgia for the past. She passed by a girl.
At that moment, the girl’s familiar facial features and her eyes, a pair of cherry blossom pink eyes, struck Shirahime Tsukimi’s heart.
Shirahime Tsukimi, who had just crossed the railway, suddenly turned around. At the same time, the girl also turned around.
Their eyes met, and their hearts pounded like drums. Unforgettable memories surged in their minds.
Shirahime Tsukimi wanted to call out her name, her heart wanted to shout!
But at that moment, a train roared past them, blocking their view.
Shirahime Tsukimi’s heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, suffocating and painful.
The train finally passed, but on the other side of the railway, the girl was gone.
Cherry blossoms slowly fell, at a speed of five centimeters per second.
Shirahime Tsukimi looked at the empty scene in front of her, dazed for a long time.
But in the end, she showed a lonely smile and turned to leave.
It must have been an illusion.
She thought it wouldn’t happen again after her teenage years.
So, was Shirahime Tsukimi’s smile...
Because she had let go?
If she had truly let go, why was the scene in front of her becoming increasingly blurry?
Something was burning, scalding her eyes, constantly sliding down and falling to the ground.
She wiped away her tears and continued walking forward alone, down a flight of stairs.
Another girl passed by her, but Shirahime Tsukimi, immersed in her own world, didn’t react.
Until the girl reached the top of the stairs, she suddenly turned around and asked in a sweet and concerned voice,
“Hey! I think I’ve seen you somewhere before.”
Shirahime Tsukimi’s body trembled.
She turned around and saw the girl’s face against the sunlight, identical to the familiar face in her memory.
Shirahime Tsukimi’s tears, which she had stopped, flowed down like a broken dam.
She raised her head and showed a nostalgic smile.
“Me too.”
— “What’s your name?”
Under the sunlight, Ryo Ai, who had transformed back into a girl, also had a touched expression.
But for a brief, imperceptible moment, a playful smile appeared on her lips.
Then, she replied,
— “Ko no Adele da!”(It’s me, Adele!)
Shirahime Tsukimi’s body froze like a statue, her expression stunned.
In contrast, the girl’s expression instantly became smug.
At the same time, the surrounding world instantly distorted and changed, turning into a pink space.
It was filled with bouncy hearts, the clouds were hearts, the ground was hearts, even the space was a beating heart.
And sitting on a pink crystal throne made of hearts in the clouds, like God judging the sinner before her, was the master of this domain, the embodiment of lust, the Lust Witch Adele.
As for Shirahime Tsukimi, after regaining her consciousness, she gradually realized...
Her true identity was actually Tsukimi Shiro, one of the Sequence One black and white twins!
She knelt in front of Adele, her posture weak and frail, her eyes blankly staring at everything in front of her, unable to speak for a long time.
The girl seemed to be struggling to recover from the immense shock.
So, the relationship that had torn her heart apart... was it all fake?
Was it all created by this little devil, the witch of all witches, Adele!?