My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

"So you're quite pragmatic after all?" Chris murmured.

Hearing the commotion below, Conley's expression changed, and he shouted, "Get out!"

With a "bang!", the door slammed shut again in front of everyone.

Chris raised an eyebrow. "Interesting."

She slowed her speech and slowly repeated, word by word, what she had just shouted.

"...Please...come...in... me..."

When she uttered "take me..." there was no response from inside the door, but as soon as she said "please come in," the door was opened again by the outstretched vines.

"Aww!" she exclaimed happily, "Please leave!"

"Bang!" The door slammed shut.

"Please come in!"

"Click." The door opened.

Professor Conley's Code—

It's been cracked.

Under the frozen gaze of everyone, Chris kept saying "Please come in" and "Please leave," and the door to the research room kept opening and closing.

"You...you brat!"

In a moment of panic, Professor Conley jumped from the second floor.

In an instant, countless branches sprouted from the ground, lifting everyone present up and throwing them away.

"Ouch—" "Hiss—" "My butt hurts!"

Everyone carrying cleaning tools tripped and fell on their backsides, scattering mops and brooms all over the floor.

however--

Chris remained standing in the same spot, perfectly fine.

A creature slightly larger than the door protected her, remaining rooted to the spot even as it was pulled by vines.

Conley let out a sound of surprise.

"Your magic is more skillful than I imagined," he said.

"Yes, because I practice every day," Wayne said helplessly.

He just summoned the magic completely subconsciously.

"Hmm... In that case, let's settle this with the magicians' methods!" Conley raised his fist.

"Wait! Don't just casually say things like 'bullying the weak'!"

However, Conley completely ignored his complaints, saying, "Enough with the nonsense!"

He shouted in a tone that sounded like a hot-blooded idiot, "If you're a man, settle things with your fists!"

Thick branches grew out from behind him, heading straight for Wayne's position.

Gan!

A cloud of dust billowed up as Wayne awkwardly used his earth shield to deflect the probing attacks of the branches.

"You used your fists!" he shouted angrily.

This is like a magical girl's cute skirt hiding a male body—blatant fraud!

"Wherever my magic extends, that's the territory of my fist!"

More vines surrounded Wayne, trying to bind him.

"This person's hair can't be grown!"

With that thought in mind, Wayne suddenly unleashed all his magic power, replacing defense with offense, hoping to win in one fell swoop.

However, even though he was definitely one of the top students in the elementary school, he was still no match for Conley, a professor whose combat strength ranked among the top in the kingdom.

Then a loud "boom" was heard.

Conley deftly dodged Wayne's attack, bound his body with vines, and hoisted him up.

"game over!"

Conley said in a smug tone, "This is the second lesson I'm going to teach you: Don't provoke the strong!"

"You... what kind of strongman are you, bullying a child!"

Chris snapped out of her daze and said indignantly, "If we don't use magic and just compete in intelligence, you have absolutely no chance of beating me."

"Hahaha." Conley seemed to have heard a very funny joke.

"Within the Kingdom of Saint Loens, no one's intelligence can match mine," he said with extreme arrogance.

"Then let's have a contest," she said. "We'll each give each other a question without using magic, and whoever can solve it loses."

"Let's compete then."

Conley didn't take Chris seriously.

Chris immediately launched into a questioning session: "A carriage accident occurred, and everyone was injured, so why was Xiaoming unharmed?"

Conley's confident expression paused slightly.

He hesitated and said, "Because Xiaoming is a magician."

"wrong!"

Chris replied, "Because Xiaoming isn't in the carriage."

"You...you cheated." Conley tried to deny it.

"How did I cheat?"

"It's also possible that Xiaoming isn't human but a cricket, which is why everyone else is injured but he isn't..."

Chris looked at him with disdain.

Under the little girl's disdainful gaze, Conley could no longer deny it.

"Alright, alright, you win this round. Now it's my turn!"

He thought for a very long time before finally asking:

"You can do it, I can do it, everyone can do it, one person can do it, but two people can't do it together, what's the answer?"

Chris smiled when she heard the question.

"Wait!" Conley sensed something was wrong and immediately regretted his words, saying, "I want to change the topic."

"The answer is: dreaming," Chris said.

"Uncle, your question is too simplistic."

Conley was a little embarrassed and tried to save face. "I said I wanted to change the question, you wait."

He dashed into the research room and then dashed out again.

He is holding a square object made of wood.

"This is the Rubik's Cube I painstakingly developed!"

He boasted, "Its appeal is like magic, ever-changing."

Chris burst out laughing as soon as she saw what he was holding.

"What if I solve it?"

Hey, Professor Conley, don't go along with his protagonist aura!

Wayne could already foresee the ending.

As expected, seeing Chris's attitude, Professor Conley wavered a little, but still proceeded according to procedure.

"If you solve it, I will make an exception and accept you as my disciple."

Okay, Wayne nodded.

I'm familiar with this script.

Next, Chris will finally become the student of one of the kingdom's most powerful magicians and gain a... no, plus Olive, making a total of two loyal henchmen.

Even though Chris did things that weren't in the anime, the familiar feeling still hasn't changed.

However, Chris rejected his suggestion outright.

"Who wants to be your disciple?"

Chris frowned and said, "If I untie it, you'll clean it yourself. Don't take advantage of being a teacher to exploit Wayne!"

Conley was somewhat surprised and glanced at his newly accepted disciple, who was still hanging in mid-air.

"it is good."

With that, he placed Wayne next to Chris and untied him from his bonds.

Chris snorted, snatched the 3x3 Rubik's Cube from his hand, and restored it to its initial state in just over twenty seconds, with each face belonging to the same color.

To Professor Conley's astonishment, Chris placed the Rubik's Cube back in his hand.

"Yes, magic is very powerful," Chris said.

"But there are always some things in this world that cannot be done with magic."

After saying that, she left surrounded by the staff who had packed up their cleaning tools and were still limping.

He left behind only a dashing silhouette.

Like a chivalrous knight who "disappears after accomplishing his task, concealing his merits and fame."