Something's wrong with how I'm watching anime.

Chen Nan's attention was drawn to Qiu Bi's words, and then her gaze fell on the man in front of her.

The person in front of me is clearly a middle-aged man...

.............

Everyone uses magic, so why are there always some people who prefer melee combat and don't fit in?

This is Kazama's inner monologue at this moment, although he doesn't dislike close combat.

Sensing the girl's malice, Kazama almost instinctively prepared his shield and power shield.

As Chen Nan set off, Kazama instantly used two of the core cards from Clow Recursion's melee magic.

good...

Having firmly held his opponent in place, Kazama nodded.

The gap between the upper and lower limits of magical girls produced by Madoka Magica's wish system is enormous.

The weak might not even be able to defeat a witch's familiar, while the strong can directly transcend cause and effect and rules to become gods.

However, those like Madoka are exceptions, and even those with the power of the four girls in the original Madoka Magica series (yellow, blue, red, and black) are few and far between.

On the one hand, these four people may not be without the blessing of some kind of protagonist aura.

On the other hand, as a close friend of Madoka Kaname, who possesses a huge causal value, her own causal value is somewhat affected, making it much higher than that of an ordinary girl.

The magical girl in front of us, being chosen by Kyubey, must have a karmic value that isn't too low.

However, the power gained is clearly still inferior to magic of the Clow Card level.

This stalemate isn't necessarily a bad thing for Kazama.

At least now we can have a proper chat.

"Young lady, I don't know your name."

"But do you know what you're doing?"

"Or, to put it another way, do you know how to distinguish between right and wrong, good and bad?"

PS: I don't know if the first subscription will break 2500, but I'll add one more chapter for now. I still owe eight chapters.

I'll finish four chapters tomorrow.

Chapter Fifty-Six: Right and Wrong Combined

Chengjia Lane is an unremarkable lane in the residential area of ​​Xinghai City.

The retired elderly men and women, living a peaceful daily life, often like to bring their stools to a shady spot in their spare time to chat about their recent life events.

If we're talking about the most noteworthy thing recently, it has to be a young man named Zhang Hang from the alley.

Zhang Hang is quite famous in Chengjia Lane, but of course, that fame should be put in quotation marks.

He often got into fights in junior high school, dropped out of high school and started hanging out with people in society. Naturally, he became a petty thug who did petty theft and other despicable things all day long, and he's been to the police station several times.

Normally, older folks would keep quiet about such a street urchin, at most saying something like, "What a tragedy! His mother suffers so much, having such a rebellious son. I don't know what she'll do when she's old."

But Zhang Hang's recent transformation was so drastic that the group of elderly men and women couldn't help but start talking about it.

"I thought a leopard can't change its spots, but it seems I haven't seen enough of this."

"A prodigal son's return is more precious than gold; this is a good thing..."

"Excuse me, uncles and aunties..."

The lively conversation was interrupted by a gentle, youthful voice, and a handsome young man appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Young man, what's the matter?" asked the old man in a white vest, holding a palm-leaf fan.

"I'd like to ask, does Zhang Hang live around here?"

"Zhang Hang?"

The elderly people were stunned for a moment.

"Young man, you're looking for Zhang Hang...?"

"I'm Zhang Hang's old classmate, and I need to talk to Zhang Hang about something."

A moment later, the young man walked into the alley.

The elderly couple resumed their conversation, but the topic took a turn.

"Zhang Hang knows a classmate like that? That's eye-opening..."

"This young man has a very good demeanor and speaks very well..."

"Oh no, I forgot to ask that young man for his WeChat?"

"Want to introduce her to your daughter? Give me a break..."

...........

The young man was Kazama.

He had already entered the alley and arrived at a house.

"Zhang Hang was one of the first petty thugs to be caught. He was detained for a day after turning himself in and was released the day before yesterday."

"He is suspected of having been in contact with that troubled girl."

With the information he had gathered in mind, Kazama knocked on the Zhang family's door.

Soon, a hoarse female voice came from behind the door, "Who is it?"

But then a young voice said, "Mom, you rest, I'll go open the door."

The door opened, and a slightly thin young man appeared in the doorway.

Looking at Kazama, Zhang Hang gave a polite smile:

"Hello, how can I help you?"

Kazama glanced at Zhang Hang, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

interesting...

His appearance, demeanor, and overall demeanor... aside from a glimpse of a tattoo on his collar, he had absolutely nothing to do with being a thug.

Was this person really a good-for-nothing, lazy hoodlum just two days ago?

"Don't you remember me? Zhang Hang..."

"I'm your old classmate..."

As he gazed into the other's eyes, Kazama unleashed a surge of magical power.

Zhang Hang's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered and revealed a surprised smile:

"You're Zhou Tao?! It's been so long!"

"Why are you here? Come in quickly..."

"No, I came here to talk to you about something, but it's not a good place to talk. Let's go outside and talk."

Kazama's words seemed to possess a unique magic, causing Zhang Hang to nod without hesitation.

"Wait a moment, let me talk to my mom."

Zhang Hang turned around and shouted into the house, "Mom, my old classmate is here to see me. I'll go out for a bit and be right back to cook for you."

.......

Zhang Hang led Kazama to a secluded corner.

"Old classmate, nobody will come here. You can say whatever you want here."

Kazama quickly glanced around and then nodded.

"Zhang Hang, what have you been doing these past few days?"

"I'm doing a good deed... I'm helping Uncle Wang next door cut down that tree that's blocking the sunlight."

"Then the family at the end of the alley was building a wall, and I helped them carry bricks."

"This ability is very interesting..."

Cerberus climbed out of Kazama's bag and sat on his shoulder.

However, Zhang Hang seemed oblivious to the doll's unusual movement and continued recounting the good deeds he had done in the past few days.

"To be able to completely change a person's character is almost at the level of a spiritual secret technique for shaping consciousness."

“Normal hypnosis can achieve this level of effect; it must be the result of the intervention of extraordinary forces.”

"Looks like we've found the real deal. The guy who's been acting like a champion of justice these past few days must be that magical girl."

"Did the girl do this... to make the world have more good people and fewer bad people?"

"Is this kind of behavior actually quite righteous?"

"But this method..."

Forcibly brainwashing people and using supernatural powers to influence ordinary people is going too far.

"Now that we've figured out our goal, it's almost noon, so we can head back now."

Cerberus patted Kazama on the shoulder and said:

"I saw a highly-rated dessert shop online last time. It seemed to be on my way back..."

"What's the rush..." Kazama glared at Cerberus, as if to say, "You glutton."

Kazama then looked at Zhang Hang, interrupting his endless chatter.

"Zhang Hang, after doing so much, how much have you earned in compensation?"

"remuneration?"

"Well, if you help someone cut down trees or move bricks, they'll usually pay you, right?"

"Everyone did say they would pay me, but I refused."

"why?"