Once the affection level is maxed out, the rivalry begins!

Following the ghost story incident, because Lu Xingyao disguised herself as an admirer and actively inquired about information, she seemed to be identified by the Spirit Disaster Bureau, which was responsible for erasing the memories of the victimized students, as a good candidate to expand Lin Tingwan's social network and enhance the stability of the witch containment.

Bai Ze couldn't imagine what kind of extraordinary wisdom they possessed to accurately identify the other witch hidden in Dongming and try to bring them together as friends.

This unnatural reshuffling of the broadcasting department members is 100% the work of the Bureau of Spiritual Disasters.

"So the three of you already knew each other, that makes things easier."

The balding homeroom teacher led them to the media room, unlocked it, and tossed the key to Lin Tingwan.

"Here you go, Minister. Keep it safe and don't lose it. That's a worktable on that trapezoidal table over there. You can adjust the volume with the knob... Try not to touch anything else. If you have any problems, remember to go to the mechanical and electrical engineering teacher."

He gave a brief overview of the workflow, saying, "Take advantage of the break to familiarize yourself with the equipment."

Then the man ran away, shaking the few sparse hairs on his head.

The three remaining were in an eerie silence until Lin Tingwan broke the silence first.

"Well then, I'll take on the role of minister—does anyone have any objections?"

"I—" Lu Xingyao raised one arm.

"Okay, expelled from the department!"

The minister slammed the paper tube he was holding onto the trapezoidal tabletop as if striking a gavel.

The rebel abruptly withdrew his hand.

"This is tyranny, senior."

Instead, she patted Bai Ze on the shoulder.

"You two over there, don't you dare collude! Are you plotting to overthrow me?"

Lin Tingwan, who was fully immersed in the role of the tyrant, put the paper tube in front of her mouth as a megaphone.

"She ordered it; I was just responsible for carrying out the work."

Bai Ze immediately performed the French etiquette.

"Why did you betray me?!" Lu Xingyao was deeply shocked.

"You're one of them... Bai Ze..."

The girl behind the desk clutched her chest in disbelief. The paper roll, whose function had been changed twice, felt like a dagger pressed against her heart. She swayed and collapsed.

It perfectly recreates the famous scene where Julius Caesar was assassinated by his adopted son Brutus—wait a minute, doesn't this mean I'm suddenly a generation lower than her?!

"What a despicable scheme... but I won't hit the tiles, and there's no way you'll make me call for my mother."

Lu Xingyao: "...?"

"Hey—I called that when I was a kid."

Lin Tingwan grabbed the edge of the table, stood up again, and dusted herself off.

Her words caused even greater misunderstanding.

"...Senior, are you the kind of person who prefers younger, motherly characters to older, sisterly characters or younger, younger, sisterly characters?"

Lu Xingyao looked over with a strange gaze, then suddenly realized and pounded her palm with her fist.

"No wonder... I was just a primary school student... but now there's an age gap... Should I awaken my maternal instincts?"

If you let her connect her experiences with the [Reincarnation Infection Disease] she dealt with recently, she might just conjure up some incredibly terrifying monsters.

So Bai Ze immediately interrupted her runaway thoughts: "It's just a punishment for losing the game. You can think of it as a competition between boys who stake their fathers' titles on it."

"Is that all?"

She drew out the last syllable of her sentence with a doubtful tone, "I'll believe in my senior's innocence."

"However, after hearing these funny stories, I can truly appreciate that you two are indeed childhood friends."

Lu Xingyao sat on a chair in the corner of the media room, her legs naturally crossed, revealing her delicate ankles.

She said with a hint of envy, "Sometimes I also wish I had a playmate I grew up with."

"Hmph, you want one, don't you? Then tell me about your ideal childhood sweetheart!"

Lin Tingwan seemed to be very interested in this topic as well.

"Let me think—first of all, it would be best to have saved the world before I turned fourteen."

"The first condition is already impossible for anyone to meet!" she complained.

Lu Xingyao was very reluctant: "If that doesn't work... have you ever had experience piloting giant robots?"

Why do you have that "I've already made concessions" look on your face...?

Lin Tingwan turned her gaze to Bai Ze incredulously, "Is this junior student out of her mind?"

"Just kidding, she was just joking."

Bai Ze casually remarked as he studied how to operate the equipment in the broadcasting room.

After this silly antics, the previously tense atmosphere between the two of them seemed to have eased considerably.

After all, Lu Xingyao's hostility was directed at the witch of the Spirit Disaster Bureau, not Lin Tingwan.

The latter didn't harbor any hostility towards the former; at most, she was somewhat shocked to witness him leaving her behind on the weekend to be with a female student she knew from high school.

So, if they keep their identities from each other, could they really become good friends?

"Actually, although I said I wanted a childhood sweetheart, there are similar cases in reality."

Lu Xingyao gently stroked the hair accessory on her side ponytail.

"Huh? What kind of person is it?"

Lin Tingwan, with the enthusiasm of someone eager to watch the drama unfold, moved closer to her. "If you're shy, you can just tell me."

"She was my private tutor when I was a child."

She lowered her head, her hands awkwardly pressing against her knees. "She once did something very important for me... it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she saved me."

"Whoa—could it be my first love?"

Lin Tingwan listened with great interest, "He should be a middle-aged man who has entered society by now."

Age is absolutely no obstacle!

The girl clenched her fist and raised it to her chest. "And I actually have a strong liking for men who are older than me."

"A teacher-student relationship sounds like a morally reprehensible thing... but I'll support you!"

Lin Tingwan enthusiastically grasped her hands.

"Go find that teacher and work together to create a happy ending!"

That way, you won't have to call someone else's childhood friend out for a nice holiday.

At that moment, she truly felt that something precious called friendship had blossomed between her and the junior in front of her.

As we all know, although Lin Tingwan is far removed from humans in terms of species composition and is a glorious witch, she does indeed yearn for fictional characters like magical girls.

She dreams of becoming a magical girl.

In this type of work, the friendship with companions is an indispensable theme that will be celebrated.

Despite the vast amount of friendship he had built with Bai Ze, it could only be described as a tragic tale that had already soured.

But interacting with female friends was also a new experience for her.

"Lu Xingyao, maybe we can become good friends!"

"Senior... I never expected to receive your support."

Look, even the younger student was moved by her sincerity and shook her hand back firmly.

"I will definitely remember what you said today and never forget your encouragement."

The sisterhood between the seniors and juniors is shining brightly!

Seeing the scene unfolding before him, Bai Ze picked up the paper tube that Lin Tingwan had just been holding, rolled it up, and covered his face with it.

I don't want to see anything...