Half an hour had already passed.
Guang Yu was still sprawled at the dining table, peeking out with half her head as she eyed the half-empty milk carton with lingering trepidation.
There were plenty of wonderful things in the human world… but plenty of things that could harm a fox—er, a deity—too!
Milk was terrifying!
Ye Zhibai wasn’t as idle as her.
She had just returned to her room to change out of her pajamas. Now she stood by the living room window, the curtains half-drawn, continuing to monitor the maids’ movements.
She had also slipped Ye Zhiyun’s student ID card into her pocket.
She muttered to herself, just like some great detective from the movies!
“Okay… once they circle back around, it should be about time to head out… Guang Yu, you… Guang Yu?”
“Ye Zhiyun!”
“Wah! Phew… you dead fox, don’t suddenly pat my shoulder from behind like that. Scaring me is one thing, but if I toss you out, that’s a huge problem for you.”
Even Ye Zhibai’s startled cry was so clear and captivating.
That exclamation even sent a little shiver through Guang Yu’s heart.
She stood behind Ye Zhibai, withdrawing her arm and placing her small hand on her chin as she carefully sized up Ye Zhibai’s current outfit from head to toe.
Ye Zhibai felt a bit uneasy under her gaze. “What are you doing…?”
“Nothing, just… wasn’t that light, floaty outfit you wore yesterday pretty good? Why’d you change?”
“You mind your own business…”
Yes, the outfit Ye Zhibai wore now wasn’t the dress from when she’d been discharged from the hospital yesterday.
Instead, it was a comfortable purple-and-white long shirt that matched her hair color perfectly, paired with simple green seven-quarter pants.
On her feet, clad in slippers, were a pair of short socks with scalloped edges.
A dress was just too light, too airy! Wearing it gave Ye Zhibai zero sense of security!
So just moments ago, she’d rummaged through her room’s wardrobe to see if she could find something less embarrassing—not exactly masculine, but at least more neutral.
The result… ninety-nine percent of it was skirts.
Ha… well, that made sense. Her soulless shell of a body from before had been mute, unable to say “no.”
In other words, she’d been reduced to Yun’er’s dress-up doll.
No wonder there were so many skirts.
The current outfit on Ye Zhibai was her second-best choice—the least embarrassing thing she’d found.
At least it was comfortable and practical.
She should look… fairly ordinary like this, right?
Guang Yu circled around Ye Zhibai several times before finally stopping in front of her and raising one finger.
“Ye Zhibai, you wouldn’t happen to be thinking, ‘Does this make me look more ordinary’?”
“!”
“Tsk tsk tsk, your thoughts are so easy to read. At least you’re self-aware. Bet you didn’t even check a mirror first. Wearing this outfit… how should I put it? Oh yeah! So cool and dominant!”
“Where’d you even learn a word like that…?”
Ye Zhibai was stunned.
Guang Yu had only been in the human world for a day—how had she picked up such advanced vocabulary?
Grinning smugly, Guang Yu spun around and scampered to the sofa, picking up Ye Zhibai’s phone and waving it.
“Heh heh… you were busy digging through the closet earlier! Your metal box—uh, phone, right?—it had some push notification about modern human fashion. I just took a peek… surfing the web is easy! Let me tell you, you look way better in this than those models online!”
Guang Yu struggled to put it into human words, but Ye Zhibai’s allure right now was overwhelming.
Those aloof purple eyes, the silky silver hair, combined with this simple yet confident outfit—it amplified her icy beauty aura several times over!
If anything, Ye Zhibai suited these cool clothes even more than skirts.
At least… even Guang Yu, a deity herself, found it pleasing to the eye.
Ye Zhibai kept a straight face and reached out her hand toward Guang Yu.
“Oh, thanks. Anyway, give me my phone first.”
“Aw… here. And then?”
“Then I’m setting a lock screen password.”
“Lock screen… password?”
“Yeah, so you can’t open it anymore.”
“You cheapskate!!”
Of course! A phone was super personal! Fine, whatever with the clothes—the priority now was trying to step out the front door.
Ye Zhibai glanced down at the scummy fox standing there, staring longingly at her phone.
Don’t even look… looking won’t get you anywhere. It’s expensive.
“Guang Yu, you’re sure you want to come out with me, right?”
“Yeah, yeah! I’m bored to death!”
“Then quit stalling. It’s time to go. Oh, right… you can’t head out in pajamas, can you? Uh, but no one can see you…? Guess it doesn’t matter then?”
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about that! A deity has standards when going out—it has nothing to do with being seen! Didn’t I say? I’ve already mastered modern fashion. Watch this!”
“……”
Ahh… there it was again.
That wondrous, inexplicable white flash—no matter how many times she saw it, it felt just as miraculous.
As the white light faded, a “brand-new from the factory” Guang Yu landed amid the glowing motes.
Ye Zhibai couldn’t help slowly widening her eyes in astonishment.
In the blink of an eye, Guang Yu had conjured a pure white pleated skirt onto herself out of thin air!
Below the cute pleated skirt adorned with satin ribbons and bows were a pair of white thigh-high socks.
The tops of the socks dug slightly into her slender thighs, drawing the eye.
And beneath the socks, a pair of Lolita-style brown leather shoes clicked against the floor.
Her big tail swished from under the skirt hem, stirring ripples of nostalgia in Ye Zhibai’s eyes.
She was the picture of a dreamlike fox maiden loli!
Guang Yu bounced in place a couple times and flashed Ye Zhibai a confident grin.
“How about it, Ye Zhibai? This outfit of mine… whew, brewing up this look used up all the divine power I’d accumulated over the day… but hey! Amazed yet? Come on, admit it! Admit it!”
So annoying!!
A dreamlike fox maiden loli wouldn’t be this chatty!
Ye Zhibai just nodded lightly, ignoring her chatter as she went to the dining table, picked up the milk carton, and stowed it in the fridge.
Along the way… she quietly reached out and patted Guang Yu’s head.
It was irresistible—an instinctive reaction.
Wahh, as much as she hated to admit it, judging purely by looks, she was really…
So cute!
“Guang Yu.”
“Hm?”
“Save the chit-chat for later. Time to head out—get ready.”
“Okay…! Wait, what do I need to get ready for?”
“No idea. Just follow me and play it by ear.”
“You seem super unreliable… Also, get your hand off my head.”
The plan proceeded as scheduled.
Ye Zhibai stood before the front door at the entryway, took a deep breath to steady herself, and twisted the knob!
The intense sunlight of late morning made Ye Zhibai squint.
The silver-haired girl stepped outside, her canvas shoes pressing into the solid gravel path, bringing a wave of comfort.
Ah… the outside world, not that little courtyard inside.
This was what being alive felt like!
Guang Yu, following close behind, called out in reminder. “Hey, hey… you’ve only been cooped up inside for a day—don’t get all emotional yet. Look ahead; that weird woman in black-and-white clothes is coming over.”
She’s not some weirdo.
Black-and-white clothes—that was a maid outfit.
As expected, the moment Ye Zhibai stepped out, two maids hurried over from north and south.
They were probably afraid of scaring her with too many people, so most of the maids stayed back at a distance, watching with deep concern.
The ones who approached spoke with voices full of worry and care.
“Eldest Miss! Do you… do you need anything?”
Of course.
Ye Zhibai tilted her head back slightly, gazing toward the sun.
Too bright! No more looking!
Ye Zhibai gently shook her silver hair, even more dazzling than the sun.
She stated her ultimate goal to the maids plainly.
Her tone was flat, calm, and tinged with a touch of sadness.
“I… want to go out for a walk.”
“Huh…?”
