Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 303

Chapter 303: Chapter 190: Bai Zini: What, My Brother is Actually a Superhero (Part 3)_4

“To you, I’m just…”

Just… what? Ke Mingye wondered.

“The wind is too strong, I can’t hear clearly.”

As Ke Mingye spoke loudly, he walked forward, gradually approaching Bai Zini, and said irritably, “Classmate Bai Zini, didn’t your mom ever tell you, don’t wander by the seaside at night… it’s really dangerous.”

He took step by step towards Bai Zini and reached out to take her hand. At that moment, the sunset had completely dipped below the horizon, taking with it the last rays of twilight that had been spilling onto the world, and darkness fell over everything. From one end of the sea horizon came an overwhelming tide that swept in, engulfing the silhouettes of the two.

Amid a few cries of seagulls, the waves slowly receded back into the ocean.

When they came to their senses, two figures were lying sprawled on the soft, damp sand, staring blankly at the thoroughly dark night sky above, while waves gently lapped over the backs of their heads.

After a while, the two slowly turned their heads, looked at each other, and smiled gently.

“Let’s go home.”

“Yeah.”

Soon afterward, two soaking wet figures rode the subway home, attracting the curious glances of passersby. Cold, colored lights shone in the gently swaying subway car.

The two sat together, their damp shoulders touching, silent. The scent of disinfectant filled the car, and the air conditioning above was cold, making Ke Mingye sneeze.

He rubbed his nose with his hand, which was red.

“After we get off, I have something to tell you…” the girl leaned on his shoulder, eyes closed.

“Can’t you say it now?”

“No.”

“Oh.”

When the train arrived at Old Jingmai District, Ke Mingye and Bai Zini got off side by side.

Hand in hand, they crossed the bustling crowd, walked out of the subway station, and the smell of camphor and disinfectant suddenly dissipated, replaced by fresh air.

In the growing thickness of the night, it was so quiet that the sounds of cicadas on the trees could be heard. They slowly walked on the way home, where children were playing with glow sticks in the dim lights.

A “ding” of a notification sound came, and Bai Zini looked down at her phone.

“A message from your mom?” Ke Mingye asked.

“From my second brother, he’s asking where we went,” Bai Zini said while responding to her second brother’s message. She sent a photo of herself with Ke Mingye, telling her second brother that she was with her third brother and not to worry.

At home, Ke Xiaomo saw the message and glanced at the photo, breathing a sigh of relief. He thought, since Mingye and Xiao Ni were together, they probably wouldn’t suddenly dress up in combat gear and run around, right?

So he didn’t concern himself with them and continued to sit by the windowsill, flipping through that ancient book.

“So… what was it that you wanted to say on the subway?” Ke Mingye asked while walking.

Bai Zini remained silent.

Suddenly, she took Ke Mingye’s hand and pulled him into a deserted alley, then, like magic, she suddenly produced a crudely made collapsible umbrella from behind her.

“You still have an umbrella with you?”

Bai Zini still didn’t speak. She slowly let go of Ke Mingye’s hand and took a step back.

Immediately, with the umbrella handle as the starting point, the hazy cocoon light surged like the tides, gradually extending from her slender palm to her wrist, spreading towards her shoulder, and then slowly enveloped her entire body, trapping her as if she were a butterfly about to emerge from its chrysalis.

Ke Mingye watched this scene, his eyes widening slightly.

The next moment, as the figure shrouded in the cocoon light gently swept a strand of hair by her ear, that layer of hazy light shattered effortlessly.

Following that, a young girl dressed in a gothic dress appeared before his pupils.

Ke Mingye stood there, muttering to himself.

“Is this for real…”

As he spoke, Magical Girl Ash slowly raised her eyes, their gaze clear and pure like a spring under the moonlight.

She slightly lowered her head, avoiding Ke Mingye’s gaze, her ear tips reddening.

“You’re talking about me when it’s actually you who…”

Before Ke Mingye could finish, he was interrupted by the cool touch emanating from the palm of her hand. The girl in the gothic dress took his hand and raised the magical umbrella, Cinderella, unfurling its majestic canopy against the night sky, glistening with linked thorns and floral patterns under the moonlight.

The next moment, magic power ripples spread through the air like blooming flowers, lifting the girl and boy together into the night sky, reaching the clouds.

After a while, on one of Huanjing’s viaducts.

The girl holding the umbrella slowly descended, landing atop a high-speed train, the wild wind of the city caressing her snow-white cheeks. Her black hair fluttered in the moonlight, with gray streamers trailing into the distance.

She lowered her gaze and unhurriedly let go of Ke Mingye’s hand.

Ke Mingye instinctively took two steps back, his mouth slightly open, unable to utter a word. His hair was disheveled by the wind, out of shape. His expression was somewhat lost.

He stood on the fast-moving train, swaying slightly like a roly-poly toy.

Under the night moon, the two stood atop the white high-speed train, drifting further away in the city’s skies. Not a single neon light touched their silhouettes, as if they were cut off from the world.

Moments later, Magical Girl Ash moved to the edge of the train without a word.

She slowly bent down, sitting on the top of the train. Then she placed the magical umbrella, Cinderella, next to her, hugged her knees, and raised her eyes, clear as the aurora, gazing at the distant sky.

Ke Mingye stood still for a long time before he gradually came to his senses. He turned sideways, took a couple of steps forward, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down on the top of the train, just like her.

Their gazes were directed towards the distance, as the brightly lit city receded from view.

The top of the carriage was swaying gently, “clanking” as it took them towards the distance, as if fleeing to another corner of the world.

“This is what I wanted to tell you…” the girl said softly, her gray streamers and black hair fluttering in the wind together.

“And you have the nerve to say that about me.”

“I have many enemies, I feared you’d get involved… Many times, I wanted to tell you but always gave up.”

“Does anyone else at home know about it?”

“No…” The girl in the gothic dress paused then said softly, “I only told you.”

“I guess it’s my turn to ask now.”

“Ask.”

“Since when?”

“A long, long time ago…”

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