Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

As I came down from the sky, I happened to see Jiang Si running back from the side.

I instinctively wanted to ignore it and go home, but then I immediately realized what was happening.

I have no reason to give him a hard time, since I am the culprit who killed my parents.

I don't know why, but I'm a little afraid to undo the transformation.

He could only turn around stiffly and look at Jiang Si, "Are you... are you alright...?"

However, Jiang Si only glanced at her and did not reply.

It was as if they were disgusted by her talking nonsense.

For a moment, I felt a bit annoyed.

Even knowing they were in the wrong, this attitude makes it really hard to have a proper conversation...

So he could only silently follow behind him, processing his emotions on his own. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed Jiang Si's breathing.

The lingering magic of pollution.

And it also had a slight bloody smell.

It's my own...

Because they did not exit the transformed state, their perception of magic power was exceptionally acute.

It's absolutely impossible to make a mistake.

Coco was somewhat stunned when she realized this.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind.

After a long while, when I arrived at my doorstep, I finally mustered up the courage to ask in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"Why does your breath taste like Shion-sensei's?"

Jiang Si subconsciously touched her lips.

I arrived in such a hurry that I forgot to cleanse my mouth of the filthy magic.

However, even as a newly promoted seedling, Coco's magical perception is a bit exaggerated.

Is it the effect of becoming a witch?

She wondered if becoming a witch could increase her strength, and it would be best if she could have the opportunity to conduct an experiment.

Worth trying.

Coco asked again, "Did you...did you kiss?"

Jiang Si was stunned for a moment before she realized what she had asked.

After a moment of silence, he finally nodded and said, "Mm."

So Coco took a deep breath, and after a long while, she mustered up her courage and finally asked in a low voice, "Did you stick out your tongue?"

"..."

He's not dead?

witch.

Chapter 72: The North Sea Witches Will Never Be Wiped Out! (5000 words)

Peony enjoyed a wonderful paid vacation on the beach.

BH City is right next to the beach. After confirming that Iris wasn't joking and was really going to give herself paid leave, Peony slept at home for a day and then headed straight to the beach resort.

"Flowers, trees, sky, breeze, clouds, sun, rainbow, ocean, beach!"

Peony ran and rolled around on the beach, thoroughly enjoying the cool seawater lapping at her feet.

"Paid leave! Here I come!"

Every day, I sunbathe, relax on the beach, lie under a parasol, and occasionally enjoy the attention of handsome men who strike up conversations with me.

Then I opened the video and watched Susan, who was still working overtime like crazy and suffering.

It was absolutely beautiful.

Thank you for the sponsorship from the strongest magical girl in the Disaster Management Bureau.

Unfortunately, the holiday is only three days long, and I have to go back after three days. Thinking about this, and looking at the sunset on the beach, I can't help but feel a little melancholy.

If she could live like this for the rest of her life, she would be happy to never eat vegetarian food again.

On the afternoon of the third day, when she took the high-speed train back, she found that the entire Beihai was shrouded in thick fog and she could not contact the Disaster Management Bureau. Mudan felt a pang of anxiety, then turned over in her seat and continued to sleep.

Even if the Disaster Management Bureau collapses, there's still the Qingyun Sect. If you can't trust the Disaster Management Bureau, how can you not trust the Qingyun Sect?

Anyway, Peony isn't worried.

And indeed, when she woke up and arrived at Beihai Station, the fog had already lifted.

Wearing sandals, sunglasses, and a sun hat, along with a blue floral wreath (a local specialty of the beach), and holding a coconut with a straw in her hand.

Peony had just gotten off the high-speed train when she sensed something was wrong.

Where did I come from? Is this still BH City?

As I got into the taxi, I couldn't help but ask:

"Sir, sir, when did they dig such a long and deep pit in this area north of the station?"

"I didn't know. It wasn't there when I came in the morning. I took a nap at noon and saw it when I came back in the afternoon."

Is this a project to build a canal? The efficiency is incredible!

Sitting in the car, Peony looked at the ravine that almost divided the station in two, which looked more like a mark cut by a knife.

Where would you find a knife that big? The problem is...

She clicked her tongue; anyway, the headaches were with the roses and the construction team, and had nothing to do with her.

The car entered the city streets. Peony opened the window, wanting to get some fresh air, but a gust of cold wind blew, and she shivered so badly she almost froze to death.

"It's only a few months, how come it's already winter in Beihai..."

The driver in front laughed out loud, "Why don't you look outside again?"

Peony stared intently at both sides of the road outside, her eyes widening in surprise.

Holy crap, ice!

Most of the crowded places along the way were frozen solid, from shopping malls to squares, it was basically all ice.

Although no one was hurt, some children even played on the ice.

But along the way, I didn't know better than to think I had come to some kind of ice-themed amusement park.

"It was done by the magical girl Fuyu-kun. At the time, there were disaster beasts everywhere in the city, and Fuyu-kun froze them all. Wow, the Qingyun Sect is really efficient. They are much more reliable than the Disaster Prevention Bureau."

Peony sneezed: "The magical girls from the Disaster Management Bureau are actually quite reliable, aren't they..."

"What do you mean by reliable? They're nowhere to be seen when it matters. Recently, the captain of that magical girl combat team even retired. Two magical girls have retired in three years, and both of them were captains. How many magical girls does the Disaster Management Bureau even have? This place is really deep."

Hearing the driver's profound sigh, as if he had seen through something, Peony could only chuckle awkwardly.

There's nothing we can do; their Disaster Management Bureau decided a long time ago to focus solely on logistics.

After all, they couldn't compete with the Qingyun Sect in the battle for the Disaster Beast, so what could they do?

Those in logistics are often overlooked. Everyone only focuses on who is protecting everyone in the front lines of the battle, but our logistics team also makes a lot of sacrifices.

We have a lot to consider, such as urban development, the economy, and the convenience of citizens' travel...

Taking a sip of coconut juice, Peony mentally cursed.

Then, as they crossed an intersection, he suddenly shouted, "Wait, wait, driver! Are you on the wrong road? I remember there's a building on the way to the North District from here. Don't try to take a longer route and rip me off. I've been a Beihai resident for twenty years!"

"Why don't you take another look?"

Peony looked at it carefully again and found that the road was indeed correct.

Where the hell is that building in the middle?

Then I saw the Beihai Civil Engineering Brigade surrounding us in a large circle. They were all familiar faces. The area around them was full of potholes, with large craters everywhere, which I didn't know had been made by something.

Cars, trees, and utility poles are being moved out continuously.

She opened her mouth, then asked blankly, "This couldn't have been left behind by the Qingyun Sect, could it?"

"What else could they do? Could it be the magical girls from the Disaster Management Bureau? There's nothing they could do about causing such massive destruction while fighting the disaster beasts. Luckily, there weren't any casualties. Hey, let me tell you, that's one good thing about the Qingyun Sect. Our lives are safe, but as for our property, there's nothing we can do. But the Civil Engineering Brigade acted pretty quickly..."

Peony could only force a smile and echo the driver's effusive praise of the Qingyun Sect.

The Qingyun Sect does indeed value the lives of ordinary citizens. According to the Qingyun Sect itself, they are the leaders of the righteous path.

Protecting all living beings is our mission.

It's not that the Disaster Management Bureau doesn't take it seriously, but sometimes they are powerless to do anything about it. In comparison, the Disaster Management Bureau seems quite incompetent.

However, our Disaster Management Bureau also has its advantages. We quietly contribute to the citizens, without seeking empty fame, only doing practical things...

The driver suddenly said angrily, "The municipal government just had the nerve to issue a notice saying that Beihai encountered an A-level disaster beast, and that the Disaster Management Bureau did its best to repel it and protect the safety of the citizens. They issued the notice before even seeing the person, do they think we're blind?! The Qingyun Sect is taking all the credit for themselves, I spit on them!"

After saying that, he opened the window again and yelled at the Mercedes in front of him, "Are you blind? Don't you watch where you're going?! How do you drive?!"

Peony buried her head in her coconut juice and remained silent.

The things done by the propaganda department of the government department have nothing to do with their magical girl combat team.

It wasn't me who was being insulted, it ......

When they got off the bus near the Disaster Management Bureau, Mudan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I entered the open-air plaza inside the Disaster Management Bureau building through the staff entrance. After three days, the scenery felt quite unfamiliar.

He straightened his sun hat, adjusted the floral wreath from the beach resort around his neck, held a coconut jelly with a straw in one hand, and dragged his suitcase with the other.

He opened his arms and took a deep breath.

Disaster Management Bureau, your emperor has returned!

If the only employee on paid leave isn't the emperor, then who is?