Jinghu Yuan Villa No. 8, now the home of Chu Feiyue and Qin Yue.
Yes, it was also the former residence of Chu Xiong, the son of the former leader of the Xiatiger Gang and the grandfather of Chu Feiyue.
The previously silent game login ring suddenly glowed with a soft green light, and a cluster of bright green light points surged out from the door, coalescing into Qin Yue's body.
Qin Yue opened her eyes, checked that no parts were missing, and then went to prepare breakfast.
"What would you like for breakfast, brother? Egg custard? Fried rice?"
Muttering, Qin Yue walked downstairs to the kitchen.
Not long after Qin Yue left, the ring lit up again.
A small light point floated out from inside.
Chu Feiyue looked around in surprise at the suddenly enlarged furniture, unable to speak for a moment.
Why am I so small in the real world too?
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he shook his head. Indeed, countless purple strands of hair fluttered up, forming a half-purple barrier.
No way! My hair, my hair.
"Not possible!!!"
Chu Feiyue's shout marked the beginning of a new chapter in his life.
...
In the living room, Chu Feiyue, looking utterly defeated, tried in vain to cut his hair with scissors, while Qin Yue cheered him on from the side.
Unfortunately, as a collection of elements, his hair was not affected by a mere pair of scissors. Although the scissors could cut through, the hair would return to its original state as soon as the scissors were released, as if cutting through air.
This was a transformation personally done by the will of nature. Even with Chu Feiyue's extraordinary elemental control, he could do nothing to his own hair.
Moreover, these purple strands seemed completely unaffected by friction, able to slip through even the tiniest gaps. Chu Feiyue tied a knot in one strand, but it remained straight when he pulled it through.
"How, how can this be~~"
Chu Feiyue threw the scissors away, covered his face, and rolled around on the sofa.
Qin Yue giggled and leaned over, gently pulling Chu Feiyue off the sofa and hugging him.
"Actually, this isn't so bad. I envy your hair, brother." Qin Yue gently grabbed a handful of purple hair. "It's so long, smooth, and light. Why didn't the will of nature give me something like this? I want white hair."
"Go away, you little brat, always making fun of me. Get lost!" Chu Feiyue struggled helplessly, but his strength was too weak to break free. Sighing, he finally gave up, which also meant he had given up on the unrealistic idea of getting back his short black hair.
"(*^_^*) Hehe... Now, brother is mine~~ I can carry you wherever I go."
"I'm not a doll, be serious! I'm your brother!"
"Okay, okay~~ I'll help you comb your hair? And maybe put a flower in it? O(โˆฉ_โˆฉ)O!"
"I'm not your Barbie doll, please let me go."
...
In the end, Chu Feiyue was dragged into his room by Qin Yue because his floor-length hair made it impossible to go out.
However, Chu Feiyue didn't think his sister was trying to help him; she was just making up for not having a Barbie doll in her childhood...
Qin Yue spent three and a half hours styling Chu Feiyue's hair in eighteen different ways and another half hour stuffing it into her large beach hat.
To be honest, Chu Feiyue's hair was perfect for any style. If it weren't for the fact that it was almost lunchtime, Qin Yue might have played with it even longer.
Chu Feiyue's hair was very light and fine, so even multiple layers weren't a problem. Qin Yue layered it three times and secured it with the hat, so as long as the hat was pulled down, there was no issue.
After everything was settled, Qin Yue giggled and hugged her brother, who was still pouting from being treated like a doll for hours.
"Brother, bro~~"
"..."
"Don't be mad~~ Be more generous, brother."
"..."
"Brother, don't be like this. I'll comb your hair every day, and I'll get faster with practice."
"Is this just so you can keep playing? I'm sorry I couldn't buy you a Barbie doll when I was little."
"Not at all!"
Qin Yue moved behind Chu Feiyue, leaning close and whispering softly in his ear.
"Eighteen years. Even though we might not be rich, and the food, clothes, and toys we have might not be as good as our classmates', I've never been jealous or complained. All of that is the result of our hard work. Brother has done so much for me, so much. I know this clearly..."
"Qin Yue." Chu Feiyue fell silent.
Qin Yue looked at Chu Feiyue with a gentle gaze, a hint of affection in her eyes.
Brother, do you know...
"Then why won't you let me comb your hair? You seem willing."
The warm atmosphere was ruined by one sentence.
"Who would want this!"
"Brother wants to~~ Just won't admit it. Is brother being tsundere?"
"Who, who is being tsundere? You are, and your whole family is."
"Our household only has you and me, so brother is definitely being tsundere."
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
Chu Feiyue waved the comb in his hand excitedly, and without noticing, it flew out of his hand. He instinctively used the Mage's Hand to catch it and continued waving it.
Then, both siblings froze.
"Qin Yue, did you see that?"
"Ah, no, didn't see clearly."
"Let's try again."
Chu Feiyue threw the comb again and used the Mage's Hand to catch it just before it hit the ground.
Indeed, there was no mistake. Since the hair was brought over, magic should work here too.
Chu Feiyue tried to form a fireball. As soon as he thought of it, a large amount of fire elements gathered around him.
With a "puff," a golden, basketball-sized sphere appeared in Chu Feiyue's palm. It looked like a small sun, but even when Chu Feiyue was very close, he didn't feel any heat, just a warm sensation. This internally contained fireball was worlds apart from the pitiful flame in the game.
I should have known. If the purple hair was retained, how could the magic ability not appear?
"Wow! Are you doing magic, brother?"
Qin Yue looked at the golden sphere in her brother's hand and covered her mouth in surprise.
How could she not be surprised? Magic could be used in the real world.
"Seems like I can use magic in the real world too. Heh, this is interesting."
Chu Feiyue said this and then used the Mage's Hand to lift his sister.
"Ah!"
Qin Yue screamed, instinctively grabbing her skirt and closing her eyes. Her frightened expression, like a kitten, was incredibly cute, and Chu Feiyue couldn't help but use the Magic Projection skill to capture this moment forever.
Sometimes, magic is far more convenient than technology.
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