Ye Yiyi set down her chopsticks, bamboo tapping like soft rain, then rose and moved to the door.

"Coming—who is it?" her voice drifted through warm steam like a lazy breeze.

She opened the door; the figure outside fell like a sudden shadow across the threshold.

"Hello, Ye Yiyi." His voice was smooth as polished steel.

"You’re... Li Jun! Why are you here?" Surprise flickered like a startled bird behind her eyes.

Outside stood Li Jun, Li Meng’s older brother, suit neat like a straight-cut blade.

"It’s like this," he said, smile tight as paint. "My sister stayed with you days. Thank you."

He lifted two bulging bags of snacks, bright wrappers fluttering like petals in a spring wind.

"Oh, that’s too much," she said, tone gentle as water. "We’re friends. Take them back."

She refused, hands firm like a closed fan.

"No, please accept them," he pressed, grin thin as paper. "And about Miss Tang—I came to apologize."

"Coco’s? Oh, that night..." Heat rose in her chest like embers stirred.

"Yiyi-jie! Who is it? Why so long?" a lively voice rang, quick as bells.

As Ye Yiyi tried to send him off, Tang Coco’s voice rolled in like sunlight into a room.

Seeing the door open, she came over, footsteps light as cat paws.

"Huh? Why are you here?" Coco eyed Li Jun in his suit, surprise flaring like a match.

"Miss Tang, I’m here to apologize," he said, posture straight as a pole.

"Apologize? For that night?" Her gaze tightened like a drawn bow.

"Yes, Miss Tang. I drank too much at a gathering. I almost hurt you. Please let me treat you to dinner."

After taking Li Meng home, Li Jun had people dig for Coco’s info, but the files were blank like snow.

Most records were recent and thin, like saplings in wind.

He chose to ignore Coco’s background; desire burned like a moth to flame.

These days, her face and perfect figure haunted him like moonlight on water.

As for the warning Coco gave, it faded like chalk in rain.

"Oh—so that’s it. Skip the meal," Coco said, tone cool as frost. "Spend the money on your sister."

"Anything else? If not, please leave. We’re having lunch." Her words shut like a clasp.

She stepped in and pulled Ye Yiyi back, motion swift as a swallow.

"Wait, Miss Tang—" His hand lifted, fingers stalled like branches in wind.

Bang! The door slammed like a falling guillotine, leaving his hand hanging in midair.

"Tch. Playing pure, little chick," he muttered, sneer cold as ice. "You’ll pay for it."

"If you won’t bend, I’ll use Li Meng," he thought, malice curling like smoke.

He spun, yanked the car door, and tossed the snacks onto the back seat like sacks of sand.

The engine growled, and the car shot off like a stone from a sling.

The run-in smudged Coco’s mood like a thumb over ink, but it wasn’t heavy.

After lunch with Meng Xiaoxiao and Ye Yiyi, Coco drifted back to her bedroom like a leaf.

"Phew—" She exhaled, breath spreading like fog over a pond.

She fell onto the soft bed in a big X, limbs sprawled like starfish on sand.

No emergencies lately, yet the small scraps of trouble buzzed like gnats.

"Ah, this kind of life... how long can it last?" Her sigh was a reed bending in wind.

"If my Anomaly Power returned, I could do so much," hope gleamed like dawn.

"But it’s been so long. Why hasn’t it come back?" Doubt pooled like dark water.

Coco stared at the ceiling, blank plane wide as a winter sky.

Her mind wandered through battles, images slicing like lightning across cloud.

She thought of old brothers and a partner, faces fading like lantern light.

Then the legend rose—the Shadow Division Asura—name sharp as a blade’s edge.

"Asura..." The word left her lips like ash carried by wind.

System Online!

"!!!!" The AI’s female voice bloomed inside her skull like a sudden bell.

"Oh crap... no way..." Shock kicked her heart like a drum.

Coco snapped upright, motion fast as a loosed string, eyes sweeping like hawks.

"Sys—System, confirm status," she said, excitement beating like wings.

Acknowledged. Environment safe. Body normal. Anomalous Energy flowing steady like a river.

Weapons systems normal. Location: Jinxiu Garden Villa District, Ninghai City, Huaguo.

Time: 1:07:25.

"..." Coco’s surprise hung like frost, then melted into relief.

Her Anomaly Power felt the same as before, steady as a well.

"System, can you identify what changed in my body?" Her voice steadied like a hand on a blade.

... No change detected in the main body. The reply fell flat as stone.

"..." Her brows knit like threads. Frustration pricked like thorns.

"What’s going on? Even you can’t find it?" Anxiety crawled like ants.

Assemble system, generate melee Armor.

Coco drew in a breath, heart quieting like a lake at dusk.

Acknowledged. System starting. Choosing melee Armor. Armor generation... 3... 2... 1...

Unknown error. Armor generation failed. The words clanged like broken gears.

"What? Why?" Her temples pulsed like drums.

Check the cause.

Self-check starting... 10%... 46%... 78%... 100%... now inspecting. The voice paced like footsteps in snow.

A faint blue glow rose around her, soft as moonlight through water.

Inspection complete. No major issues detected. The verdict was a dull bell.

"How..." Her head dipped, thoughts knotting like tangled fishing lines.

"System, emergency-start any Armor. Skip checks. Just launch." Resolve hardened like iron.

Acknowledged. Direct start... melee type... failed. Sniper type... failed. Air type... failed. Stealth type... failed.

Armor generation failed. Each failure fell like cold rain.

"..." Silence pressed on her chest like a stone.

"Why is this happening?" The question drifted like smoke.

A thought sparked like flint in her mind.

"System, start the Asura Armor." Her voice steadied like a drawn blade.

Acknowledged. Asura Armor starting...

Warning. Current body status incompatible with Asura Armor. Terminate or system may become abnormal. The warning flashed like a red sun.

"How can that be... Forget it. Stop." Calm slid back like snow over earth.

"System, check which functions still operate." Her tone leveled like still water.

Acknowledged. Checking...

Check complete. With current body status, the I Field can run. Duration: 2.5 seconds.

"..." Two and a half seconds of defense felt like a paper umbrella in a storm.

Yet after the chill, Coco’s mind cooled like tea. The trend was upward. She could wait.

"Alright... system on standby." Her voice fell soft as falling leaves.

Acknowledged. Standby program initiated. Estimated unable to start within 30 hours.

"Huh? What did you say?" The words lifted like startled birds, then faded.

The AI went silent, a lake at midnight, and weight flooded her limbs like lead.

"Oh crap..." The room tilted like a boat, and sleep pulled her down like tide.

Coco lost consciousness and sank onto the bed, still as snowfall.