CHAPTER 148: CHAPTER 106: MAGICAL GIRL → DEMON ENVOY GIRL (4.6K SEEKING CONTINUED READING)

Nowadays, the cave presents two contrasting scenes.

On one side is the joyful barbecue party of the demon king and the demon envoy maidens, while on the other side is a desolate magical girl bound at the hands and feet.

While the elf maiden and the white-haired girl are devouring meat in large mouthfuls, the magical girl finds herself in a huge predicament, her stomach persistently protesting with rumbling sounds, her thighs secretly rubbing together.

"Smells so good, it’s already at such a refined level, Shami."

"I considered opening a barbecue shop in the village at first, but many heroes were unwilling to pay, so it didn’t happen."

"If that ever happens again, I’ll teach them a lesson with the way of the swordsman. Yum yum, ouch ouch."

"Lina casually talks about eliminating heroes!"

Shami chats idly with the blonde-haired girl and the white-haired girl.

The magical girl’s body is gradually reaching its limit, painfully biting her lips, her famished little face slowly turning red with frustration.

For the magical girl, a test of willpower is about challenging the limits of body and spirit, deftly mastering the magic power in the air with her petite body, and penetrating the curses of the magic book with powerful spiritual strength.

Not this weird aspect!

How could Saili have thought she’d face a physical willpower challenge one day?

The magical girl isn’t the kind of oddball who trains by fasting and abstaining from using the bathroom for a month to push her body’s limits.

The magical girl’s body is simply that of an ordinary girl.

After not eating for a day and night, and without expelling any fluids, everything’s pretty bad no matter which way you look.

Her body is solemnly protesting.

Her stomach has entered a state of bloated flatness. One moment, the magical girl’s stomach flattens from hunger, causing disorienting rumbling sounds, and next, it swells due to excess hydration, with her legs rubbing uncontrollably.

All in all, it’s a very uncomfortable state.

Magic can solve a whole heap of world problems, but it doesn’t mean it can solve a girl’s problems.

Handling hydration, euphemistically called picking flowers, colloquially called quieting down, is something every pretty girl must do.

In the universal view on the Aireland Continent, people don’t find the image of pretty girls tarnished simply because they need to solve hydration issues.

On the contrary, precisely because pretty girls need to solve hydration issues, it brings those otherwise untouchable beauties closer to the things ordinary village girls have, making their image more real and captivating, sparking more imagination.

After all, imagining a pretty girl picking flowers is definitely more thrilling than imagining one just standing there.

It’s the need to pick flowers that proves a pretty girl is a speciment, yet a wonderfully real presence.

Isn’t it normal to talk about this...

The magical girl parted her little mouth slightly, wanting to interrupt the trio eating barbecue, but quickly closed her mouth again.

If she asked for help like this, the bet would be lost!

She’d be playing right into the demon king’s hands.

Is this all there is to the magical girl’s willpower?

But her body is reaching its limit!

The magical girl’s legs wrapped in black knee-high socks under the magic gown began to tremble slightly.

If she leaked ● in front of the demon king and demon envoy, forget preserving the gentle persona, she might not even be able to keep her magical girl identity.

But surrendering because of this would also bring a great loss of face to the magical girl.

The first magical girl in Fate’s history to lose to the demon king because of a flower-picking issue would definitely be marked on the pillar of shame!

There’s no way to make a decision from any aspect.

Damn it, I don’t know what to do anymore.

With her eyes closed, the magical girl, intensely conflicted inside, tried to minimize her movements to lessen the feeling of hunger and the impending collapse.

But merely five minutes in, the urgent crisis of a dam about to burst, in desperate need of release, became increasingly real.

Now it’s truly the limit!

Acting on instinct, the magical girl quickly opened her eyes and her small mouth, looking ahead.

But at some point, Shami had already stood before her.

The black-haired boy quietly watched her, holding a plate of barbecue in one hand and a fork in the other.

"Shami...?"

The magical girl looked over in astonishment.

Shami gently picked up a piece of crispy barbecue with the fork and slowly presented it to the black-haired girl’s mouth.

"Want to eat?"

The magical girl froze.

"W-why?"

"Your stomach should be hungry, just eat a bit to fill it up."

"This doesn’t count as asking for help..."

The magical girl hesitated to open her mouth.

"Of course not. This is my offer to you."

Shami laughed lightly, full of sincerity.

The magical girl was a little puzzled, but she still slowly opened her small mouth, eating the barbecue Shami offered her.

"Is it good?"

"Mhm."

Her slender throat moved slightly, swallowing the food, nodding her head, her gaze towards Shami losing some of its coldness and resistance.

Just as she was about to speak, Shami gave another piece.

So hot and big, her mouth was almost stuffed full.

Usually, such large barbecue pieces are eaten slowly and chewed over two or three bites.

But now, that’s not possible.

The magical girl opened her small mouth, quietly eating the barbecue.

As the one feeding her, Shami continuously felt the magical girl’s emotional changes.