Starting with "The Demonic Cultivation," I had no choice but to pretend to be a magical gi

With that, the pink-haired girl handed the recorder to her teammates and spoke to them.

"We have received orders to remain on high alert. The security level at the audition venue will be raised by one level tomorrow, and our third patrol team will also be deployed there. Everyone, please be prepared."

The remaining two magical girls looked at each other and nodded seriously.

Without lingering any longer, An Ruosu and her teammates quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

The tense atmosphere instantly dissipated.

Zhu Baiyu watched the departing figure, blinked somewhat inexplicably, and then relaxed.

"Let's go, young lady."

She helped Lilia up.

"If we don't leave now, the reporters will block the road soon."

……

Meanwhile, Gu Yun finally returned home.

He pushed open the door and felt the familiar scent rush towards him, which made him relax.

"Click".

After locking the door, Gu Yun tidied up briefly and lay down on the bed.

"So, you're just going to sleep like this?"

The nightingale's murmurs began again.

"Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity to stir up some drama online? That girl named Lin Zhixia just messaged you, and she seems really nervous."

"I replied."

Gu Yun spoke quietly.

"Just like the day before an exam, the closer you get to the end, the more you need to simplify things. Being anxious and worried is never a good thing. If you try to do something big at this point, you'll only make yourself look weak."

When it comes to planning, the more steps you take and the more you get hung up on the so-called details, the more likely you are to stumble at some inexplicable point.

Gu Yun wholeheartedly agreed with this.

The ability to adapt to changing circumstances is also a crucial factor. After sufficient preparation in the early stages, it's time to truly test one's hard skills.

A meticulously planned scheme involving thousands of steps, with each step linked to the next, may sound appealing, but if something goes wrong at any point, the consequences can be dire.

He has always been very open about this, and his strategy can be divided into three steps.

The first step is to disguise yourself as a magical girl.

The second step is to infiltrate the Magical Girl Association.

The third step was to establish the False Association as a high-level organization.

It's just three simple steps. As the saying goes, great skill is simple. How to achieve the goal in the middle is not important. You can be flexible and adaptable. As long as you can achieve the goal in the end, that's all that matters.

By that time, logically speaking, a magical girl of your level would have no right to question me.

He has now achieved the first step, and what is underway is naturally the second step.

If you fail the preliminary selection, you'll have to find another way, which will waste a lot of time and seriously threaten your life.

Therefore, it is absolutely unacceptable to allow only success and not failure.

"Go to sleep, there's a tough battle ahead tomorrow."

Gu Yun pulled the blanket over himself, silently complaining to himself.

Nightingale really wanted to complain, "What right do you have to say that being anxious and insecure is ultimately not beautiful?" But in the end, she didn't say it.

She felt that Gu Yun's mind was somewhat abnormal.

Arguing with someone who's mentally unstable every day just makes you look mentally unstable too, doesn't it? You can't argue with an idiot, can you?

So he muttered some incomprehensible words and then fell silent.

The room fell silent, save for the occasional honking of horns and the tireless clamor of the city in the distance.

For many, it was a sleepless night.

But the sun still rose as usual.

The first rays of dawn pierced through the thin mist that perpetually shrouded the city, forcefully tearing open the curtain of night and announcing the arrival of a new day.

Lin Zhixia was awakened by the noise outside the window.

She opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, and only when she regained consciousness did a strange fear press down on her chest, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The alarm clock hadn't gone off yet, but Lin Zhixia wasn't sleeping very soundly to begin with, and she didn't even know what time she had fallen asleep.

"……call."

The girl with long flaxen hair sat up, her white nightgown slipping off her shoulders, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin.

When she resigned last night, the convenience store manager who had always taken good care of her looked surprised and asked her if something had happened at home.

She simply shook her head, indicating that she had something important to do, and then, under the store manager's hesitant gaze, neatly folded her work clothes and placed them on the counter.

Important

This is indeed a major issue; she has no way out.

We will win this battle.

Lin Zhixia picked up her phone, and the moment the screen lit up, a flood of message notifications appeared.

It was sent by Lin's father.

"Zhixia, how long are you going to keep making a scene?"

"Your mother's situation... isn't what you think."

"Be good, okay?"

There was much more to come. In the three years since she left, that man has been sending messages tirelessly every day, trying to win his daughter back.

How could Lin's father not know where Lin Zhixia was? In less than three days since she left, he had already completely grasped her whereabouts.

Then, after being discovered and running away again, they never investigated it again.

He respected Lin Zhixia's choice and did not feel that just because she was his daughter, she had to obediently listen to him.

If we can find it this time, what about next time? What if it's too late...?

The man, who carried the weight of an entire business empire on his shoulders, almost pleaded with her, tirelessly sending messages every day, trying to persuade her to go back.

He has already lost his wife; he cannot afford to lose his daughter as well.

"I'm sorry, Dad... I'm going to become a magical girl too."

Lin Zhixia bit her lower lip, wanting to click but not daring to. In the end, she took a deep breath and, as if dealing with something dirty, crossed out all the red unread numbers.

These are necessary sacrifices in order to find out the truth and to avoid implicating their own families.

"I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything."

She muttered to herself, almost as if deceiving herself, and quickly switched the dialog box to the interface with only a few records.

It was a chat with the wind chimes.

This is our only lifeline now.

Lin Zhixia has lost everything; this was her own choice.

"I'm off."

She typed those words and sent them.

The screen remained lit until it automatically turned off and went black, but there was still no response.

Come to think of it, that cold-looking guy has never been much of a talker, so he probably doesn't care much about me at all. What is he expecting?

The emptiness in my heart grew stronger.

Lin Zhixia put down her phone and walked into the narrow bathroom. In the mirror, the girl's delicate face was pale and somewhat sickly, with faint dark circles under her eyes, and her flaxen hair was a bit messy.

"...So ugly."

She splashed the cold water on her face and lowered her eyes.