Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

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Xiangzi got up from the ground and patted the mud off his clothes.

"Let's get back to the ship first; we still have unfinished business."

"Is there anything else left undone?" Miao Meng stretched and yawned. "Right now, I just want to get out of here as soon as possible."

"The sea witch won't let us go, and you've all heard from that pirate captain who looks like Davy Jones that tonight is the day it emerges from its cocoon, its birth festival."

Xiangzi said in a deep voice.

"In other words, tonight is the time to settle things no matter what."

"We need to mobilize all combat personnel on the Scroll to deal with the Sea Witch's horde of familiars."

"Ugh, what a terrible night," Meow Dream sighed, looking up at the sky. "What's worse is that it's only just begun, and the moon hasn't even reached its highest point yet."

She scratched her face and turned her head away shyly.

"Well, although I mostly just watch the show, you guys are the ones doing all the work."

“It’s just that the price you paid for taking the lead, Xiangzi, was a bit too high…” Miaomeng sighed again. “Oh, I didn’t mean to criticize you, it’s just… we’re a bit strapped for cash.”

Xiangzi glanced at the scattered seeds of lamentation on the ground.

She used all of these by herself.

"How much of the Seed of Lamentation is left?" Xiangzi asked.

Miaomeng shrugged and didn't say anything.

The meaning is self-evident.

We've used it all up.

"They actually used it all up..." Xiangzi pursed his lips. "We clearly stored so much Hailing."

He had foreseen this while inside the witch's barrier, but when his guess actually came true, Xiangzi still felt very uneasy.

She bent down and bowed to her companions.

"I am truly sorry that my arbitrary actions have depleted all of our war preparation resources."

"Sigh... Nobody's going to hold you accountable, since you're the boss."

Miaomeng spread her hands, walked over, hugged Xiangzi's neck, and hung on her back, swaying like a ghost.

I knew things would be this bumpy the day I decided to stick with you.

"Although I don't know why you used so many Lament Seeds, without you, Chu Hua would have become a witch long ago, right?"

Miaomeng said.

"You created a miracle and brought her back."

“If miracles only require paying…” she kicked the Seed of Lamentation that had fallen to her feet, “that’s such a small price to pay, it’s an absolute steal, isn’t it?”

"you......"

Xiangzi grabbed Miaomeng's hand, feeling that she seemed to be planning something rather ominous.

“Xiangzi, you are the kind of person who can keep creating miracles,” Miaomeng said sweetly, her lips pursed into a W shape as she pressed her cheek against Xiangzi’s.

"Chirp~"

Miaomeng gently pecked Xiangzi's face with her lips.

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"

"you--!"

A puff of steam rose from Xiangzi's cheek as he grabbed Miaomeng's wrist, bent forward, and gave Miaomeng an over-the-shoulder throw.

Boom!

"Meow—! It's just a kiss, is it really that big of a deal?!"

Hai Ling lowered her head, glanced at Chu Hua who was still fast asleep in her arms, and raised an eyebrow.

“Nyanko,” she said, “you’ve been given a second chance at life.”

"Maybe not." Mu used the binding silk to grab the greatsword on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and chopped it down at Miaomeng's waist.

"Meow—! My butt's stuck in a tree—!"

......

"They really know how to make a scene."

Mana leaned against a tree trunk, watching the boisterous Mujica from afar, her lips pursed with a hint of envy.

"very nice."

"You think so too?" A stranger stood next to Mana, looking at the small group surrounding Hatsuka with her. "It's really enviable."

The person said in a low voice.

"So envious, it makes one jealous... Qi Sanming Jiushansi..."

"May I ask who you are?" Mana turned her head and looked at the dark-skinned, black-haired girl.

“Yaeyama Mio,” Mio said calmly, “Hatsuka’s childhood friend.”

She emphasized the words "childhood sweethearts".

The Lost Tale: The Spirit of Youth: Chapter 218 concludes here.

"Where am I...?"

Chu Hua slowly opened her eyes.

The bright white lights hanging overhead made her squint again.

"Unrecognized ceiling."

Chu Hua murmured.

She propped herself up and looked around.

Everything was white: white walls, white lights, a white bed, white blankets...

Where exactly is this place? What happened here...?

hiss--

At first, when she tried to recall what had happened, her head throbbed as if it were about to split open. Memories poured in through a crack that seemed to open suddenly, regardless of whether Chu Hua wanted to or not.

"Woooo..."

Tick, tick.

Xiangzi entered the room with a late-night snack and saw Chuhua with tears in her eyes.

This beautiful face, which usually wears a gentle, strong smile, now showed an unprecedented vulnerability.

Tears, like shattered diamonds, clung to her eyelashes, dripping down and wetting the white sheets. Her lips were pressed tightly together, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks, making her look exceptionally endearing.

Xiangzi quickly put down his midnight snack, walked briskly to the bedside, and hugged Chuhua.

"It's okay, it's okay."

She spoke softly, gently stroking Chu Hua's hair and patting her back.

"It's in the past."

"Woo..."

Chu Hua bit her lip, and her sobs gradually subsided under Xiangzi's comforting words.

Until things calmed down.

She sniffed and said softly.

"Thank you, Xiaoxiang."

"Sigh." Xiangzi shook his head, brought over the late-night snack, and placed it on the bedside table next to Chuhua's bed. "Everyone says that as long as you're okay, that's all that matters, so I feel the same way."

Really? You didn't say that in your dream.

Chu Hua murmured to herself.

She regarded what Xiangzi did inside the witch's barrier as a dream.

Because that space, that beast he himself had transformed into, and Xiangzi, who was as dazzling as a god, were all too exaggerated, too... like a story.

So, it must have been a dream.

As Chu Hua pondered, her gaze fell back down.

miracly.

Xiangzi seemed to have figured out what she was thinking.

“That’s not a dream, it’s real.” Xiangzi held her hand. “A witch’s barrier has been created inside your soul gem, and it’s almost ready to give birth to the complete Seed of Sorrow.”

“I went in and pulled you out, and helped you purify the Soul Gem.”

"Really?" Chu Hua looked at Xiangzi seriously.

Why did she feel that Xiangzi himself didn't really understand what had happened?

"Cough cough..." Xiangzi turned his head away and cleared his throat. "I asked Qubi, and he said that's what I did."

I really didn't know.

"So, you just barged in recklessly, without considering the consequences, just to save me?"

"...I have a plan."

"Just?" Chu Hua tilted her head.

"No, I do have a plan," Xiangzi stubbornly turned his head away. "It's to save you."

"Pfft, isn't that just having no plan?"

This is absolutely outrageous.

but......

Chu Hua placed her hand on her heart, and unconsciously smiled as the corners of her mouth turned up.

This warm feeling in my heart is not a dream.

"Alright, alright, let's put this matter behind us, okay?" Xiangzi blinked his bright golden eyes and looked over. "Tonight isn't over yet, and there's not much time left before the full moon climbs to its zenith."

She stood up, pulled out the table by the hospital bed, and placed the late-night snack in front of Chu Hua.

"Eat something quickly, and then we'll get ready for the challenges ahead."

"Sea Witch..."

Upon hearing this name, Chu Hua's pupils contracted sharply.

The way my father looked, he must be a sea witch, and it could only be a sea witch.

She absolutely must...

Absolutely!

Chu Hua's pupils turned into ferocious beastly eyes for a moment, then returned to normal.

She nodded.

"I see."

Xiangzi also sensed the hatred and anger emanating from Chuhua. She suddenly thought of Lin's appearance and the final fate of Chuhua's father, and wondered whether she should tell Chuhua about these things.

Even though Xiangzi purified the Soul Gem, Bsk seemed to have left irreversible changes on Chu Hua.

First of all, Chu Hua's eyes were originally pure violet, but now there is a hint of scarlet mixed in.

Secondly, Chu Hua's emotions seem to have become very volatile, fluctuating greatly.

The anger that Chu Hua had just unleashed was something Xiangzi had never seen before. Not only had she never seen Chu Hua so angry, but Xiangzi had never seen anyone unleash such anger.

It even instilled fear in Xiangzi.

A thought flashed through Xiangzi's mind.