Sisterly Love

Luo You even spread her limbs in a big X shape, letting Ji Yue sit atop her.

This was probably the first time in her magical girl hunting career that a big sister brimming with hatred was truly crushing her for real.

Hmph, I really hope I can still see that smug expression of yours later.

Ji Yue snorted, pressing down with her voluptuous body.

In that instant, Luo You felt her petite frame pinned by what seemed like a thick jelly slime—no fresh air, only the big sister’s sweet scent.

Hoo… hiss!

Luo You flailed her arms wildly across Ji Yue’s back.

But her hands were quickly seized by Ji Yue, fingers interlaced, gently~ tucking her only movable limbs back below, leaving her like prey with no chance to struggle.

The scene was painted in despair.

Up and down they went—when Ji Yue finally rose, Luo You’s limbs were limp, tongue lolling out.

Even without seeing the process, the result alone screamed inhuman treatment!

Look at Auntie astride the bed—her full figure dwarfing the petite brat. The size difference made it clear Luo You had zero resistance.

If the cops were called now, Ji Yue would absolutely be hauled off for jail time, magical girl or not.

Magical girl? Doesn’t matter.

Commit a crime, get arrested!

That’s the rule of law!

Nng… s-so… amazing… gonna be crushed…

Bad girl!

Luo You slurred, body trembling faintly.

Ji Yue lightly patted her cheek, mocking: “You look pathetic~ Sticking your tongue out in front of someone you look down on—have you no shame?”

“Nng… nng… nng…”

Luo You only made meaningless whimpers.

Her eyes under the mask might have rolled back.

[If I strike now while she’s down, could I succeed?] Ji Yue suddenly thought.

A golden opportunity—if missed, it might never come again.

The world runs on this rule: the timid starve, the bold feast…

Go for it!

A glint of resolve flashed in Ji Yue’s eyes.

No—to prevent any tricks, better crush her until she’s completely unconscious first, right?

With that, Ji Yue pressed down again, thoroughly, no dead angles, rolling over Luo You once more.

Luo You still resisted, but far weaker—every effort futile against Ji Yue’s absolute domination.

Half an hour later.

This time, Luo You was covered in marks from Auntie’s crushing, utterly pitiful.

“…One more time.” Ji Yue suddenly said, face flushed.

Then she bent down again, continuing the crush.

Crush, crush—Ji Yue started feeling she couldn’t keep up.

Even after three rounds, Luo You was struggling—her body instinctively pushing back for self-preservation.

But so what?

Still mercilessly crushed.

An arrogant little brat, faced with an adult, could only obediently take it.

Another half hour passed…

After the third round, Luo You looked like a stinky kid who’d been violated by a bad big sister for days without rest—only Ji Yue’s toes still twitched faintly.

“Still… one more crush.” A sickly gleam appeared in Ji Yue’s eyes.

Seeing Herrera like this, she felt she’d awakened some terrifying fetish.

Another half hour passed.

Crush again—

Crushing and crushing, she nearly forgot her original goal.

Just endless cycles, never-ending…

Liyun, eyes closed, groggily rolled over.

[Nng… who is it? Showering for so long…]

Since earlier, she’d been roused by the sound of a shower spray, keeping her in light sleep, unable to drift off.

[What was I… doing again? Oh, I think…]

Hiss!

Liyun snapped awake.

Then she saw the invincible Herrera, utterly unresponsive, being crushed back and forth by Ji Yue, making drowning noises.

What happened?

Liyun blinked, suddenly realizing—had they won?

Linglong had actually done it—defeated Herrera in every way!

No—from what she saw, the victory was ten times greater!

“As expected of Linglong! You did what I wanted but couldn’t!”

Liyun ran over, loudly praising.

This snapped Ji Yue out of her crushing trance.

“Huh? What are you saying?” Ji Yue asked dumbly.

“I said you’re amazing! You actually defeated Herrera!”

“Defeated… oh!”

At first, she’d planned to use this chance to utterly destroy Herrera, make her pay for past sins.

She’d completely lost herself.

Picking up that goal again, Ji Yue still felt it unreal.

Could she really do it?

Liyun kept yelling: “Herrera’s like this now—we can totally…”

She mimed slitting a throat.

Of course, not actually killing Herrera—just a fatal blow to her future.

Ji Yue pondered, then said: “I think… we need a few more crushes.”

“Eh! No way! She’ll die if you crush more!”

Liyun looked down at the disaster zone—Herrera now like a soaked towel laid on a cutting board, rolled flat by a rolling pin, water stains everywhere.

“Woo… I still insist.”

With that, Ji Yue bent down again—

“Wait!” Liyun suddenly shouted.

“?”

“Can I join?”

“…”

Facing Ji Yue’s meaningful gaze, Liyun blushed, explaining:

“I just want to help! Herrera’s too tough! Together, we can make this stinky brat wake up begging on her knees!”

Ji Yue was reluctant.

That possessive streak again.

“Fine… I can’t stop you from joining.”

“Mhm mhm!”

Liyun hopped onto the bed, flanking Luo You front and back with Ji Yue, crushing together—

“Stop! Stop!”

Luo You suddenly sat up, propping herself against both.

“Any more and I’ll really croak!

“Wha—” Liyun’s heart trembled.

Ji Yue clicked her tongue: “Your mental state seems… perfectly fine.”

“If it weren’t, Auntie would’ve counter-killed me, nyah.”

Luo You quickly got up, legs wobbly, thinking Auntie really went hard.

Anyone else might’ve been crushed to death?

She’d endured so long just to see if Ji Yue would sneak attack—no, she crushed over… and over!

“Are you made of iron? You can still get up?” Ji Yue said, annoyed.

“Hehe~”

Luo You whistled smugly.

Auntie’s so adorably dumb—how could I faint from this?

Comfy? Truly comfy. Tongue out was the highest respect for Ji Yue, but it didn’t mean losing fight!

Though Auntie tried her hardest, there was still a tiny gap from Luo You’s intensity.

“Oh? Why so scared, big sis?”

Turning, Liyun was trembling, kneeling before Luo You in seiza.

This… undignified look—nothing like someone who’d just tried to deliver justice with Ji Yue.

Liyun: “I-I just wanted to make Lady Witch feel good! I wasn’t thinking anything else!”

This… guy… Ji Yue’s eyebrow twitched.

“Hehe, it’s fine, it’s fine—I actually want you to do this.”

“Eh?!” Liyun looked up, shocked. “But before you…”

“Before had before’s playstyle, now has now’s. Times change.”

Luo You shook her head.

Before, no magical girl could resist—obedient livestock was the most basic play, nothing beyond desire.

Now, she should advance—satisfy the spirit too.

Come! From now on, feel free to crush me like this. If you win in the end, I’ll be your star s*ave—what an honor!

Among so many magical girls, only you two have the privilege of being allowed to think of counter-killing me!

Ji Yue inwardly snorted, seeing through her.

This woman—classic case of wanting both people and money.

She’s certain she’ll never lose, right? Wants magical girls to beat her in bedplay—so she gets pleasure, while magical girls are eternal losers, betting dignity and effort with no hope of winning.

Plainly, luring magical girls in to slaughter.

[Total scumbag!] Ji Yue thought.

Linglong should see through this temptation, right?

Ji Yue looked at Liyun.

“Herrera, you mean it?” Liyun asked.

“I do.”

“Then okay…”

Liyun leaned to Luo You’s ear, eyes spinning, whispering: “Can we expand the scope—add my sister too?”

“???”

Luo You stared blankly, head full of question marks.

“Such a huge pie, just shoved in my mouth?”

“You sure?” Luo You asked.

“Sure!”

How could Liyun not see—her sister had those feelings for Herrera too.

That dishonest sister spouted righteous words about justice and trial, but she wanted cruel private punishment more than anyone!

Most importantly—Liyun eyed the counter-kill privilege’s meaning: an infinite-use get-out-of-death-free card!

Liyun didn’t believe Herrera would spare her sister Xingyu forever.

Sis would surely settle scores someday.

If she lost then, this card meant no hollow doll fate—another chance, far better than those broken magical girls!

Now, get Sis an insurance card!

[Only Sis… I absolutely can’t let her end up like the old me!]

Liyun clenched her fists.

Resolute eyes, resolute will.

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Late at night, Ji Yue woke from sleep.

“Seems… I sensed something…”

“Is Liyun thinking of me?”