A Peculiar Memory Theory and a Timely Escape

“Wait,” Su Luoli began, “you’re saying I’m also a soul from another world. The Demon Lord has memories of her past life, so why don’t I?”

Su Luoli posed a very pertinent question.

Li Yue replied, “The Demon Lord’s memories awakened because of the scar on her chest. You don’t have a fatal wound left by the Holy Sword, do you?”

Only the Demon Lord had died from a Holy Sword piercing her heart.

Contemplating this, Mo Linyu thoughtfully stroked her chin for a moment before answering, “Well, it’s most likely because I was the only one killed by the Hero’s Holy Sword *entering* my body.”

“Wait a minute, isn’t that a rather peculiar way to phrase it?” Li Yue interjected, a hint of exasperation in her tone.

“That’s why I have this scar,” Mo Linyu continued, “You don’t have a similar wound, do you?”

Su Luoli nodded, then asked, “Is there any way for me to remember?”

If she could awaken her memories, she would have no choice but to believe their claims.

“About that…” A suggestive smile once again played on Mo Linyu’s lips. “I actually have a theory.”

“What theory?”

“The Goddess once said that souls from other worlds are drawn to each other,” Mo Linyu explained. “When I get close to you, this scar throbs faintly.”

Even now, Mo Linyu was enduring a continuous stinging sensation.

She continued, “Conversely, then, if you were to touch the scar on my chest, would that perhaps awaken your past life memories?”

As she spoke, Mo Linyu pulled the collar of her shirt even wider, exposing more of her chest.

“Hey!” Li Yue frowned. “You’re practically inciting a crime!”

Despite her words, she had grown somewhat accustomed to the Demon Lord young lady’s astonishing antics.

Yet, after a brief hesitation, Su Luoli cautiously extended her hand.

“Huh? You’re actually going to touch it!” Li Yue couldn’t help but exclaim.

“If it really could restore my memories… and the acceptance of touching someone else versus being touched oneself isn’t quite the same…”

Su Luoli mumbled, but still sought confirmation from Mo Linyu.

“Are you r-really sure it’s okay?”

As if showcasing her perfect physique, Mo Linyu generously opened her arms in invitation.

“Of course, come closer~”

Su Luoli took a step forward.

However, just as her palm gently pressed against the scar on Mo Linyu’s chest, her fingers tracing its rugged texture…

“Oh no! The hotel—stop touching her!”

The room door suddenly burst open, startling everyone.

It was Han Xiaoyu who had rushed in.

“Xiaoyu? Why are you back again?”

Mo Linyu turned, her hand still pressing Su Luoli’s small hand against the scar on her chest.

“I… I came to tell you…”

Han Xiaoyu stammered, “It seems someone from the hotel called the police! Because just now, people heard shouting from this room, things like ‘pervert’ and ‘lewdness’!”

Su Luoli had startled back to the window earlier, and her cries had been heard by people on the pedestrian street.

However, she hadn’t actually said “lewdness,” which was likely an embellishment from the neighbors.

Upon hearing about the police, Su Luoli’s face turned even paler than the other two.

“The police will definitely check IDs when they arrive, but I’m currently undocumented.”

While Han Xiaoyu and Su Luoli were somewhat curious why Li Yue was undocumented, Mo Linyu simply stated, “Then you two go first. The three of us will stay to handle the police. Just wait for us at the teahouse at the entrance of the pedestrian street.”

Han Xiaoyu’s eyes widened instantly. “Huh? I have to stay too?”

She was, of course, unwilling. They had booked a room for their activities without her, so why should she be left behind when the police arrived? It felt like all the trouble and none of the fun!

“Then I’ll run too!” Su Luoli suddenly exclaimed.

Li Yue looked at her suspiciously. “Why are you running?”

Although Li Yue didn’t know the exact reason, Su Luoli had been particularly resistant to the police from the start, which was why they had been able to threaten her with calling them.

But her reason didn’t seem to be merely about avoiding a criminal record.

“I… I have a prior record for theft!”

Su Luoli said this aloud, but her true thoughts were laid bare beneath Li Yue’s gaze.

[‘If that woman finds out, I’m doomed.’]

“…That woman? Are you hiding from someone?”

As Li Yue asked this, Su Luoli realized her thoughts had been read and grumbled, “Don’t just peek into other people’s minds! In any case, I cannot be here when the police arrive!”

Mo Linyu raised an eyebrow. “Alright then, you two go together. Xiaoyu, you stay here with me to handle the police.”

“So why do *I* have to stay?”

“You’re the esteemed student council president of Tianyi High,” Mo Linyu cajoled. “The police will understand it’s a misunderstanding the moment they see you~ With you here, I can explain everything clearly.”

Han Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes, far from convinced this was any misunderstanding.

Those three had certainly been up to some inappropriate shenanigans in the room just now; Mo Linyu wasn’t even fully dressed…

Han Xiaoyu was about to argue further when the distant wail of a police siren reached their ears.

Li Yue already had one foot on the windowsill, urging Su Luoli, “Alright, Loli, hurry up and go! Out the window!”

Outside the window was a narrow alleyway.

“Huh? You’re planning to jump out the window?!”

Han Xiaoyu asked, to which Li Yue simply replied, “What? It’s only the second floor, what’s a little height like this?”

She had just jumped from the second floor of a pub earlier.

As she spoke, she leaped directly out, much to Han Xiaoyu’s astonished gaze.

“Tsk, don’t call me Loli!”

Su Luoli grumbled under her breath, then peered down at the ground and the building opposite. She too stepped onto the windowsill and jumped, but unlike Li Yue, she pushed off the opposite wall to cushion her fall, and clearly took a moment to steady herself before standing up.

Inside the guest room, only Mo Linyu and Han Xiaoyu remained.

Mo Linyu felt no panic about the police interrogation; after all, they hadn’t actually done anything. Even if the police were truly determined to get to the bottom of it, she could always call Dong Lu again.

However, Han Xiaoyu’s reaction was rather amusing, so Mo Linyu took hold of her wrist.

“Well then, Xiaoyu~”

She whispered, “Would you mind staying to help me deal with the police?”

“But…”

Mo Linyu pulled her onto the bed, then leaned over her with a deliberately suggestive gaze. Her long, dark purple hair, fragrant and flowing, cascaded onto Han Xiaoyu’s face, causing the petite, doll-faced student council president to imagine far too much in that moment.

“What are you thinking about?”

Mo Linyu asked, feigning ignorance.

“I… I think you should put your clothes on first.”

“On the contrary, I’m going to mess up *your* clothes.”

Mo Linyu’s hand reached for Han Xiaoyu’s buttons, skillfully unfastening them to reveal pale, milky skin and delicate collarbones. She then leaned closer, murmuring into Xiaoyu’s ear.

“Listen carefully. When they ask later, just say we’re a couple, and we came here to…”

Mo Linyu’s hushed whisper made Han Xiaoyu’s cheeks flush crimson.

“Xiaoyu, play along with me, won’t you?”

Just then, a knock echoed from outside the door.

“Police! Open up!”