Even if you're a corrupted magical girl, you still have to try to redeem yourself.

The girls, who had been somewhat curious but hadn't yet peered in, finally saw what Murakami was holding.

If it weren't for the previous conflict, the girls would definitely have had a happy discussion, but the rift between them and Mr. Murakami made their emotions more subtle when they looked at the painting.

Murakami felt the same way. He had just told these girls never to set foot in this place again, and the children had drawn them all into their paintings. It was a very subtle feeling.

When Murakami looked at his own paintings and showed the girls the children's artwork, the children looked at him with expectant eyes, anticipating his and the girls' reactions.

However, their reactions were too mild, and there was almost no emotional fluctuation, which did not meet the children's expectations. This made the children, who were originally very enthusiastic, appear somewhat dejected.

Murakami-sensei, who deals with children all day long, couldn't possibly not see it. He handed the painting directly to Yuuki Yukino, letting the girls look at it on their own, while he squatted down in front of the children.

"Children, what made you decide to do these things?"

The whole story wasn't hard to guess. The children wanted to prepare a surprise and asked the aunt to let them use the activity room. Xiao Ruoshan ran over alone to find the village teacher and Yuki Eri.

But why the children did these things remains a mystery to Murakami.

Not only her, but the girls were just as curious.

Curiosity is one thing, but not everything has a reason, especially when these kids suddenly come up with a whimsical idea and then everyone puts their heads together to come up with this surprise, which is very much in line with the nature of children.

As soon as Murakami asked a question, the girls perked up their ears curiously and shifted their attention from the drawing paper to the world outside the paper.

The children, as if they had all been waiting for this question, immediately started chattering away.

"Because I wanted to give my teacher a surprise."

"Hello, sisters, play with us."

"We want to thank our teacher and sister!"

In this way, the children looked more like a flock of chicks.

With a smile, Mr. Murakami reassured the children who were chattering incessantly around him: "Don't rush, everyone, don't rush, let's take turns, okay? I can't keep up with everyone."

But Murakami's actions sparked a new round of chatter.

"I'll do it! I'll do it!"

"Let me speak! Let me speak!"

"Teacher, don't listen to them, listen to me!"

-Dream Strange Three- It took Murakami-sensei quite a while to finally get the class in order.

In fact, Murakami's method is very simple and practical: let the children choose a representative.

In the end, it was Xiao Ruoshan who went to find them who spoke up. Since she had to keep the secret from the teachers and older girls for the entire lunch break, everyone felt that it was most appropriate for her, who had been holding it in for so long, to speak up.

Moreover, Ruoshan also has another special identity.

She mentioned this point in her very first sentence.

"Me, Aoba, Kitazawa, and several other friends are about to graduate from here. When that time comes, we won't be able to play with everyone anymore, we won't be able to play with the older girls, we won't be able to play with the teachers, and we won't be able to see everyone again."

Ruoshan was still a child after all, and he spoke haltingly with a lot of repetition, making it sound like he was just rambling on and on.

But to be able to speak these words fluently in front of a group of children, Yuuki and her friends, and the teacher is already quite impressive.

In any case, Lin Jiezi definitely couldn't do that.

“We love our teacher very much. The teacher gave us a home and allowed us to live happily here without worrying about any danger. So we are very reluctant to leave our teacher and want to continue living with her.”

“We really like the older sisters. It’s always just us and the teachers here. The other teachers and aunties only came for a few days and then left. The director also stopped living with us. It’s the older sisters who play with us and make us feel happy and blessed. We want to thank the older sisters and hope to continue playing with them.”

“We’re graduating soon and we won’t be able to hang out together anymore, so we’re really sad. But Yuki-nee told me that we’ll go to many places in the future and make many more friends, and that the friends we’ve made won’t disappear because of this. I think she’s right.”

Mr. Murakami glanced at Yuki Emi without giving a clear answer, sighed inwardly, and listened to Wakayama continue speaking without saying anything.

"Even if we go to other places, we can't forget the happy times we had together. So we want to thank our teacher and our sister. Our teacher also said that we should thank those who are good to us."

"Then, we drew this together and gave it to our teacher and sister."

Xiao Ruoshan must have had a hard time saying so much.

It's already great that you can express your true thoughts. To nitpick Xiao Ruoshan's grammatical errors and abrupt changes in sentences would be completely out of touch with the atmosphere.

Moreover, these words captivated the other children, and some even secretly wiped away tears when they heard that the children were leaving.

Parting is always sad, especially for these children who have already been separated from their important family members once.

Even though they haven't officially parted ways yet, just thinking about those sad things makes many people unable to control their emotions.

Not to mention the children, even Yuuki Yukino felt a little uncomfortable listening to this.

The simple words are filled with even more simple emotions, and it is precisely the simple and sincere emotions of children that are most touching.

Yuki Yui had nothing to say; she couldn't presume to speak before Murakami-sensei did.

Murakami lowered his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the sobbing children, but it was unclear what he was thinking.

"Don't cry! Everyone, don't cry!"

The one who came out to restore discipline was none other than Ruoshan, who was sniffling.

"Didn't we agree to let the teachers and older sisters see us happy? That way they'll feel at ease. That's what Yuuki-neechan taught me! Have you all forgotten?"

Several young, tearful voices immediately answered Ruoshan.

"I haven't forgotten, but I just really want to cry."

“We don’t want to be separated either. We still want to hear our sister tell us stories and sing to us.”

"Me too, I also want the teacher to coax me to sleep, I'm afraid to sleep alone at night."

Xiao Ruoshan stomped her foot: "Stop crying! We, we still want to do that, right? That!"

that?

"Shouldn't we also tell our sisters and teachers in person how much we appreciate it?"

……

The shutter clicked, freezing the children and girls in that moment.

This time it wasn't a painting; everyone actually held hands and stood together in the kindergarten yard, with the auntie helping to capture this moment.

After taking photos, the children, who had stopped crying, said goodbye to Yuuki Yuki and her group and were led by their aunt back to the classroom in a line.

The empty courtyard was once again left with only Yuuki Yuki and her group, and the silent Murakami-sensei standing there for a long time.

"If there's nothing else, we'll be going now."

All good things must come to an end, and besides, Mr. Murakami might not consider himself a guest.

We've all stayed here long enough; it's time to leave.

The girls politely said goodbye, and everyone knew that this was the last time. The photo and the painting they had just seen were a perfect ending to their volunteer work.

"Well, thank you for letting the children play, and thank you for teaching them these things. I'm sure these children won't forget today, right?"

Mr. Murakami gripped his sleeve tightly and nodded slightly to the girls.

Then, Mr. Murakami watched the girls walk toward the gate, getting closer and closer, and then further and further away.

Is it okay for me to do this?

Watching the girls' retreating figures, Murakami-sensei couldn't help but question his own heart.

Yuuki Yui taught those children knowledge she had never taught herself, and told them what growth and separation meant.

If it's just to get closer to someone, there's absolutely no need to go to such lengths.

Even so, should I still harbor such great hostility towards these girls in front of me?

She was a teacher, a role model for the children, but she failed to leave a good impression on these girls who were also children to her.

Most importantly, in order to protect this paradise, she must personally drive away the magical girls.

Doing so is tantamount to destroying the paradise you have built and cutting off the children's hopes for the future.

Therefore, Murakami felt that he could no longer continue making mistakes.

So she called out to the girls who were about to disappear.

"Wait a moment."

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Next time you come, don't ask me about magical girls or St. Yuu Academy again."

Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Tea Party - Although there was no tea, there were dried fish.

It's a brand new week, a brand new beginning.

But this week is destined to be anything but ordinary.

There is only one week of classes left before the final exams, followed by the Christmas party at Yuehai Middle School.

Although the school scheduled the exams before the Christmas party so that everyone could enjoy it, the pressure was doubled for the girls who were going to perform at the party.

This is only an internal matter at Yuehai Middle School. Another school has experienced a major event that has caused a sensation throughout the entire Yuehai City.

It should be said that it was about to happen, but even just the lingering effects of the prelude had plunged the entire Moonsea City into a frenzy of discussion.

The former president of St. Yonyu Academy released a video stating that she will hold a press conference on Christmas Day, at which she will officially resign as president and reveal the secrets of St. Yonyu Academy.

Before the Christmas press conference officially came to a close, Saint Shion allowed everyone to enter Saint Yuu Academy and said she would be there waiting for them.

But it's not actually as simple as she said.

"During this time, quite a few reporters or onlookers came to St. Yonyou Academy, but it really took us a lot of effort to turn them all away."

Hong Moli said this during their regular contact, or rather, during a casual chat among these corrupted magical girls.

As she spoke these words, the dark circles under her eyes were beyond what her carefully applied light makeup could conceal. Yuuki Yuki felt deep sympathy just thinking about what Koumori had gone through.

Hearing that what Hong Moli said contradicted the content of the video she had seen, Baqi casually asked, "Didn't Saint Shiyin say that anyone could enter before Christmas? Why are they turning people away now?"

Hong Mo Li sighed helplessly, tilted her head back to look at the ceiling with the chandelier, and took the dried fish that Bai Gui Qian You handed her with her mouth, crunching it away.

“I’ve seen that video too. By the way, I’m the one who made my older sister and Yuuki Yuen watch it right away. But Seishion’s word doesn’t count. Even though she’s the headmistress, she’s not omnipotent in Seishion Yuu Academy. There’s a group of shareholders there too.”

St. Yuu Academy is shrouded in mystery. Those who don't know it think it's a prestigious academy, while some who do know it might realize that St. Yuu is also in charge of magical girl affairs.

Only by learning more, like Yuuki Yuuki, can one discover that there is also a church within the St. Yuuki Academy. The church worships the original magical girls, and the headmaster and bishop of St. Yuuki Academy are the same person.

The church even had a special order of nuns to deal with corrupted magical girls. Although that order is now defunct, its members have either entered society like Murakami-sensei or been disposed of by Gyoken Mashiro.