I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends - Chapter 161: He Obviously Likes It, He Just Doesn’t Want to Admit It!

Lu Yibei dug out the materials required to make the charms, handed them to Jumeng, and went back upstairs alone.

Although he was a shining example of Gen Z, heavily opposing free labour, after thinking about Jumeng, he thought that she wasn’t human in the first place, so he didn’t feel guilty doing so.

Back upstairs, he went straight for his coat, hoping that the core was hidden within a pocket.

‘Just because I didn’t find it doesn’t mean it’s actually gone. Maybe it fell into a corner.’

‘or…’

However, no matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t find the core because his coat had disappeared too.

“What the…”

He looked around the bedroom and scratched his head. “Did somebody break into my house? It can’t be an ordinary person, so it must be an urban legend.”

“But Jumeng would be alerted, so…”

Yibei crossed out every single possibility in his head, including a strong enough urban legend to hide from Jumeng’s presence. Something must have happened in the few minutes he went downstairs.

Thinking of this, he lowered his voice and called out, “My coat, where are…”

Before he could finish, a slight ruffling sound came from the corner of his room, and a pink shadow flew right towards him.

“Agh! What the hell! Don’t come near me, or I’ll…”

As he shouted, he took a few steps back in a hurry, hitting his knee on the foot of the bed as he tumbled across the floor.

In the living room, there was a strong atmosphere of resentment flooding the room, so strong that you could see it forming into reality.

Jumeng sat cross-legged on the carpet by the coffee table, pouting as she eyed the charm’s materials in front of her.

It was exactly like how an auntie fails to bargain for their favourite fish in the market, and her resentment was plastered on her face.

Of course, she didn’t have the slightest intention to make the charms herself.

When somebody has enough power, they can simply order their subordinates to do their dirty work. In the event that a subordinate doesn’t exist, simply hire a new one!

“You! You’re the wig, right? What did I just tell you? The thickness should not exceed two millimetres, and what did you just make?”

“And you! What are you drawing from the charms? You’re not supposed to draw that!”

“Eyeballs, I’ll give you two choices: either do your job or disappear from this world. I think I know what choice you want.”

A bloodshot eyeball trembled as it opened its maw, but the rest of the apparitions pounced on it in a hurry, saying, “Forget it, forget it. Let’s bear with it, and it’ll pass…”

As a goddess, she has the right to order others to do work for her.

Since her host is abusing her, she’ll simply abuse the other things lurking in the apartment!

Expecting a goddess to do dirty work like polishing wood, crushing materials, and painting magical runes? Absolutely not!

Plus, all she had to do was infuse the charms with magic, and that can be done with a single thought and a wave of a finger. A fitting job for a goddess like her!

As she thought about it, she heard a firm yell upstairs.

Turning her head, she frowned, expecting to hear a loud thud that would come soon after, but she could hear nothing.

Before his body hit the floor, a soft rustling sound rushed past him, and something vaguely enveloped his body.

A coat quickly disassembled itself at a blinding speed, turning itself into several pieces of exquisite, vibrant fabrics that glowed with a slight radiance and adjusting its size according to Yibei’s body.

The fabric softened his fall before shifting itself and sewing with great precision.

It all lasted a few seconds. When he came to his senses, he found that he was hovering upright, less than two centimetres off the ground.

He was still in shock, and his peripheral vision caught the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner, and his face turned pale.

“What the fuck!”

In the mirror, on his lean body, his sweater and jeans have been stripped clean and replaced with the now-pristine and flawless magical girl suit that was damaged the last time he wore it.

His dreams have finally come true.

It was attached to his body, and it fit like a glove. All it did was outline his youthful waist and hips.

His lean arms were clearly defined by the sleeveless suit, and underneath the gorgeous lace skirt and knee-length stockings, a few messy hairs could be seen growing on his well-built thighs.

‘Listen, I know I said I wanted to try on Bai Xiaohua’s suit, but I meant on my own terms!’

Jumeng couldn’t hold back her curiosity and yelled upstairs, “Lu Yibei, what are you doing up there?”

Hearing her voice, he glanced at the door in a panic and gulped, “I’m all right! It’s just that a cockroach suddenly flew out of the closet!”

“Oh, so you’re being a bitch!” Another yell came from downstairs. “Aren’t you a man?”

“Oh,” another yell came. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to discriminate! What I wanted to say was yes! The cockroaches in the South are indeed quite big! Some are even as large as a rat! Want me to come up and smite it?”

“No! No! I already crushed it on accident!”

Under no circumstances is she allowed to step foot into his foot.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! Get back to work! I want to see those charms done!”

“Tsk! Whatever! I’m already working on it!” she yelled back, turning to the apparitions beside her. Come sing The Internationale with me.”

“Debout, les damnés de la terre; Debout, les forçats de la faim; La raison tonne en son cratère…”

Hearing the impassioned and impassioned singing voice coming intermittently from downstairs, Lu Yibei sighed.

After confirming that they wouldn’t come upstairs, he sighed with relief, walking over to the mirror and fiddling with the skirt.

‘It all happened because I called for my coat, and reasonably, my clothes shouldn’t transform into… whatever I’m wearing right now, so I must be wearing the coat, but as for how it obtained this ability.’

‘It must have swallowed the core I placed inside the pocket!’

Thinking about it, he feigned anger and patted his skirt, saying, “Now, who told you to devour the core that I stored for myself? You’re turning bad, quick! Get this thing off me!”

‘Why does she seem unhappy?’ the coat wondered. ‘I thought she liked it! I thought girls loved wearing pretty things!’

His clothes squirmed on his body, and he heard a zipper unzip itself, causing the shirt to fall off, revealing his smooth and toned back.

At this moment, Jumeng, who ‘finished making’ the first charm, ran up and barged into the room, “Yibei! Yibei! It’s done! Is this the charm you…”

Before her eyes was a half-naked boy staring at himself in the mirror, wearing a skirt. The corners of her eyes twitched, and after a pregnant pause, she hurriedly said, “I… I should have knocked. I’ll just put this here and…”

Poof!

After she spoke, she tossed the charm into his room and ran away in a gust of smoke, covering the weird smile forming on her face with her hands. “I knew it! He loves dressing up as a girl, but he doesn’t want to admit it! Hee hee!”

He could hear what she was saying.

At this very moment, he wondered if there was anywhere else to stay and decided to move out overnight.