Regarding the fact that my best friend is a magical girl

Although I didn't say anything, my face did turn red and hot.

I've not completely ruled out the possibility of "that" with Ye Zi.

I'm not particularly averse to it, after all, Ye Zi is quite handsome and is my good brother. If it weren't for the heavy responsibility of being a magical girl, he might have really gotten away with it...

Thinking back to what he said to me before, if I were a little more feminine, I would definitely have fallen for him by now.

"Why are you acting all coy all by yourself? It's disgusting."

Miss Kagerou's scolding brought me back to reality.

"...Miss Yangyan, is there anything else you need me to do?"

"Don't use that humble way of speaking. Be normal when you're fighting... Here, blow me a bubble first."

"……Um?"

"Look at your magic. Now that I've accepted the task of guiding you, I will see it through to the end."

I nodded and raised my wand to create a bubble in the air.

It was the size of a ball, floating in mid-air.

Miss Yangyan lay on the bed, looking up at the sky, and asked again, "Can you decide what enters this bubble?"

When we got down to business, her tone wasn't as sharp, but I still didn't dare to look up at her.

"Yes, but it's not very convenient."

"Don't act like a child who's done something wrong. Look me up and talk to me. You're supposed to be a magical girl, can you stop acting like a fat otaku?"

"me……"

I'm not a stutterer, it's just that Ms. Yangyan is too assertive, and I'm a little speechless.

"What do you mean, 'you'? You just said you'd do anything I ask?"

"Ah."

"Okay, now I have a request."

Kagerou's words made me straighten up.

"Whatever your request, I'll listen to it."

"My request is simple: get rid of your shut-in habits and try to become a real girl."

I looked down at my slender arms and full breasts, puzzled, and said, "But I'm a girl now, aren't I?"

From a male perspective, my figure is probably better than Ms. Kagerou's, and even a bit too mature for a magical "girl".

As a result, Ms. Kagerou continued to insult her: "You're nothing but a fart. You're just a fake woman with no substance. I want you to become a real girl, at least don't make me feel disgusted just looking at you. There's also a saying that you may or may not have heard: the power of magical girls is linked to their feminine charm."

I know similar statements.

Rumor has it that the cuter a magical girl is, the more powerful she is.

That number one, the immortal idol, the eternal Sirius, is the strongest magical girl who takes cuteness to the extreme.

She looks like a blonde loli. Because magical girls never age, no one knows her exact age, but as one of the original seven magical girls, she has been fighting on the front lines for twelve years.

But that was just an isolated case, so the idea that "the cuter the magical girl, the stronger she is" was basically treated as a meme or a joke. Even I didn't really believe it. My favorite character, Milno, wasn't cute, but she was still powerful.

"Isn't that claim completely unfounded?"

Miss Kagerou said, "But it hasn't been disproven either, so I need you to verify it. If you become stronger because you become cute, wouldn't that prove that this statement is correct?"

“...Even Miss Yangyan herself doesn’t take this route.”

"Huh? You want me to fawn over fat otaku? You'd better spare me then."

Miss Kagerou waved her hand.

Perhaps because she was given such a derogatory nickname as "turkey," Ms. Kagerou harbored hostility towards magical girl fans, including myself.

“Miss Yangyan, I’ll find a way to get everyone to stop calling you ‘Turkey’…”

"I don't care about that kind of thing, why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

"But Miss Kagerou also wants to be popular, doesn't she?"

"Huh? That's not true at all! Don't talk nonsense!"

Her unnatural denial only confirmed my suspicions.

"I know what everyone's ideal magical girl looks like. Although it's definitely not someone like me, that doesn't stop me from moving closer to that goal..."

I looked up and met Yang Yan's fiery red eyes—I had finally mustered the courage to do so, but she dodged away.

"I will fulfill Miss Yangyan's request, so you will continue to watch me until you truly forgive me."

After her initial surprise, Miss Yangyan, who had been wearing a sour face, actually smiled, a rare occurrence.

"Okay, if you can do it."

Chapter Sixteen: Please turn me into a real girl!

(Albinocotyledon)

I don't know when I fell asleep.

I lay cross-legged on the bed, holding my tablet, and woke up in a rather uncomfortable position.

A pulling pain in my neck, ouch, I can't move at all.

This is a stiff neck.

Ayao didn't come back all night, nor did he send me a single message.

"That guy actually spent the night at Yangyan's place... Could he have taken advantage of her being a woman?"

I got up to wash up, rubbing my sore neck. I couldn't even bend down to brush my teeth or rinse my mouth; it was incredibly painful. Applying a hot towel didn't help. After thinking for a moment, I took out the Star Crystal and let its dark golden light seep into my body.

Once I transformed into Miluno, my neck pain immediately disappeared, and I felt much more relaxed all over. It was like a cure-all.

Sure enough, with the magical girl's physical abilities, there's no need to worry about a stiff neck.

Even if Ayao comes back, I can immediately undo the transformation, but the pain from my stiff neck will return, so it's better if she doesn't come back for now.

After washing up, I habitually turned on the TV, then went to the kitchen and made myself a cup of oatmeal with hot milk for breakfast.

Ding-dong-

Knock knock knock!!

Before the chair could even warm up, the doorbell rang and there was a rapid knocking.

It's probably because Ayao has returned.

With that in mind, I calmly deactivated my transformation and put the Star Crystal back into my wristband.

"They're here! What's the rush? Are you trying to kill us?"

When I opened the door, I didn't see any pink magical girl. Instead, I saw a group of men and women I had never seen before, about seven or eight people in total. They were holding up a banner that read "Acting on behalf of Heaven" and holding a photo of A Yao with his face photoshopped into black and white and marked with an X. They stood in the passageway in front of my house with a hostile look on their faces.

"...What are you doing here? Is this hallway a place for a protest?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hand over this pig's head! I know he's with you!"

Good grief, one sentence ruined my good mood this morning.

Yesterday's incident was so big that the online discussion exploded. I guessed that someone would cause trouble sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

"First of all, he's not here. Secondly, even if he were, you have no right to take him away. I don't know where you got your inside information, but this is a society governed by the rule of law. Only the law can convict my brother, not a bunch of rabble like you."

I coldly retorted.

Even without transforming, my accumulated combat experience and awareness make me more capable of fighting than the average person, which is my source of confidence and strength.

"You say it's not here and then it's not here? Do you dare let us in to search?"

"A search? Who do you think you are?"

The leader reached out to push the door open, but found that I was blocking it and he couldn't open it at all.

He then threatened, "Kid, you'll regret protecting this fat pig!"

Behind him, someone was taking pictures of my face with their phone.

"Hmph, planning to create public opinion to attack me? If you can do it, then try and see how many people support your actions. By the way, trespassing will result in up to fifteen days of detention."

I stepped aside, and the angry young man who had been pushing against the door fell to the ground in front of the entryway.

"...You just wait!"

"Okay, I'll wait."

Seemingly genuinely afraid of being detained, he crawled backwards out the door, then stood up with the help of his men.

After all that, they turned out to be a bunch of cowards.

I thought I had a chance to defend myself and throw a couple of punches to vent my anger.

I sighed and reminded them, "I also have video recordings here. No matter how they're edited, we have the original files. Everyone's faces are clearly visible. Spreading rumors and making personal attacks are both illegal. If you still intend to do something under these circumstances, I'm happy to oblige."

Not only are there cameras in the stairwells, but there are also smart peepholes on the security doors.

All the footage of them blocking the door was recorded. Even if they encounter any trouble, Ayao can ask Lu'er for help later. After all, this kind of thing is part of the cleanup work.

"...He's gone."

The leader glanced nervously through the peephole on the door, then frowned and left with his men. When I looked next door, I saw that Ayao's door had been sprayed with vicious curses by that group of people.

"Ugh, what kind of people are these?"

I was thinking of going downstairs to complain to the security guard when a small head with long pink hair peeked out from the corner on the other side of the corridor. Despite wearing sunglasses and a mask, the eye-catching hair color made it hard not to recognize her.

"leaf……"

It's Ayao, or rather, Seruno.

She stared at me expectantly, having witnessed my confrontation with those angry young men.

I scratched my head and greeted her.

"Idiot, come in first."