Why are the magical girls in your area male?

Upon entering, there is a shoe storage foyer, and to the left is an open-plan kitchenette with a gleaming stainless steel countertop. The refrigerator is embedded in a custom-made sideboard to save space.

In front of the entrance hall is the living room, which is covered with beige tatami mats. A low coffee table holds down the tatami mats, and a wooden cabinet for storage stands against the wall.

The remaining space was divided into a bathroom, a balcony, and two small rooms of about seven or eight square meters each, which served as bedrooms for the brother and sister.

The rent for Shigenjaya rooms is generally between 7 and 14 yen per month. A two-bedroom room like this would cost at least 12 yen.

However, the entire building belongs to Yuko Sakura. The landlady is kind-hearted and can't bear to see the brother and sister suffer. Not only does she reduce the rent by half, but she also often brings them food and supplies.

Of course, the reward was to eat at Yuanqing's house.

It was also thanks to the fact that she was a poor child in her previous life and had learned to be independent early, mastering superb cooking skills at a young age, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to satisfy Lord Sakura.

Gensei put the fruit he bought into the refrigerator, then prepared the ingredients and used the homemade curry cubes that Sakura Yuko had given him to cook curry.

Leblanc's curry is absolutely delicious; you probably won't find a better curry in all of Tokyo.

As a food connoisseur, Yuanqing is confident that with a little marketing and promotion, the proprietress's curry will become a sensation in Tokyo.

If he can't, he'll turn around and eat the ghost pepper with his butt.

Seeing that it was almost time, Yuanqing quickly cooked the food in the small kitchen.

First, sauté the diced onions until caramelized, then add the chicken thigh pieces and fry until golden brown. Finally, add the potato chunks and stir-fry.

Then he brought out a large pot, added water to cover the ingredients, brought it to a boil, broke in half a box of curry cubes and stirred until thick, and finally poured in a circle of milk. The sweet, spicy and fresh aroma instantly filled the living room.

One bite, delicious! One bite, delicious! One bite...

Sigh, no wonder he's Lao Tzu.

Volume 1: Chapter 5 My little sister is so heavy and so sore!?

"Click."

A faint sound of a key turning came from the door lock.

Yuan Qing had just brought the steaming curry to the table when he gave the pretty figure at the door a gentle smile:

"What a coincidence! You came back right after I finished cooking. You have a good nose. From now on, I'll rely on you to find things I've lost."

"Get lost, you're the dog."

Yuan Xun glared at him fiercely, kicked off her shoes, and without bothering to tidy them up, walked into the living room with her socks still on.

"Tsk, here we go again, taking off your shoes and not putting them away properly, who taught you that?"

"Lu Benwei".

"???"

What the hell is Lu Benwei? Why don't you just say it's Sun Xiaochuan?

Yuan Qing almost laughed out of anger, but then he thought about it and realized that Lu Benwei was a name he had casually mentioned when the other person asked him which celebrity he liked last time.

Sigh, this wave, this wave is a boomerang!

Anyway, go wash your hands and eat.

Yuan Xun didn't respond, but walked straight to the dining table, her nose twitching almost imperceptibly.

The pot of curry on the table was steaming, its rich, spicy aroma mixed with the milky scent, going straight into one's stomach.

Her eyes swept quickly across Curry and Yuanqing's faces before she turned away, pulled out her chair, and deliberately scraped the metal legs against the wooden floor.

"Tsk, curry again." She slumped into her chair, her tone curt. "Can't you make something else?"

Yuan Qing pushed the bowl of rice in front of her: "Dream on, cooking a whole table of dishes takes a lot of time, you know? And you can't finish it all in one meal."

"whispering sound."

Yuan Xun didn't say anything more, picked up the spoon and stabbed it hard into the rice, then scooped up a large spoonful of curry and poured it on top.

The movement was so large that the soup almost splashed onto the tablecloth.

She lowered her head and took a big bite, then immediately stopped chewing.

The moment I swallowed the first bite, a burning sensation shot through my throat, and fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on the tip of my nose.

"So spicy!!"

"If you don't like it spicy, then don't eat it." Yuan Qing pushed the chilled lemonade to her side, deliberately showing a provocative smile. "I added two extra spoonfuls of ghost pepper powder, and also a spoonful of fermented bean paste."

Yuan Xun coughed and gulped down half a glass of lemonade, his lips burning bright red, then glared fiercely at Yuan Qing: "...Just say you want to murder me!"

"You can make it yourself next time." Yuan Qing sat down opposite her and slowly served himself rice.

"Who cares?"

Yuan Xun muttered to herself, her spoon still moving, as she scooped up another large piece of stewed, soft potato and stuffed it into her mouth.

She ate very quickly, with a hint of defiant fierceness, and the rice and curry in her bowl visibly decreased rapidly.

The only sounds in the living room were the soft clinking of cutlery and the smacking of chewing.

Yuan Xun kept her head down, staring only at the food in her bowl. She ate until her forehead was slightly sweaty, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, but she was too lazy to brush them away.

Yuan Qing watched her wolf down her food, and the corners of his mouth curved into a barely perceptible smile.

He scooped up a spoonful of curry and slowly blew on it.

"Hey." Yuan Xun suddenly spoke, without looking up, her voice muffled, "Have you bought the fruit...?"

"I bought some cantaloupe, strawberries, and oranges. They're in the fridge; they're all your favorites."

"Oh."

She responded and shoveled down two more mouthfuls of rice.

The bottom of the bowl was empty.

Yuan Xun held the spoon, her fingertips unconsciously picking at the edge of the handle, as if she was hesitating about something.

After a few seconds, she roughly pushed the empty bowl forward: "...Another bowl, please."

Yuan Qing glanced at the other woman's slightly reddened ears, said nothing, took the bowl, and got up to go to the kitchen to add more rice for her.

The curry in the pot was bubbling, and he scooped in a few more pieces of her favorite chicken drumsticks.

When he returned with the bowl, Yuan Xun was turning his head to the side, pretending to look at the dark night outside the window.

She only turned around quickly and grabbed the spoon when the steaming bowl of curry rice piled high with chicken was placed back in front of her.

"...Thank you."

Her voice was so low it was like a mosquito's hum, indistinct and unclear. As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head, almost burying her face in the bowl, with only the slightly red tip of her ear showing.

Seeing her ostrich-like posture, Yuan Qing picked up his own spoon and scooped up a spoonful of curry, putting it into his mouth.

Damn! That's really spicy!

While they were eating, Yuanqing suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, the base sauce is Indian ghost pepper curry powder that Ms. Sakura gave us. It's a super spicy spice that was recently introduced."

"..."

Yuan Xun froze in his porcelain spoon, only continuing to scrape and scoop rice two seconds later.

She lowered her eyelids, and for some reason, the curry rice became difficult to swallow.

"Hmph, so that's why it's so spicy and burning my heart. It's because of Aunt Yuko's 'special care'."

OMG, this is so sour!!

It's even more sour than Shanxi aged vinegar!

Yuan Qing chuckled and said, "She's only 26 this year..."

"26 is also an auntie!"

Yuan Xun said angrily, but she regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

Yuko Sakura had indeed helped her a lot, halving her utilities and rent, and constantly sending her various snacks, treats, and daily necessities. When she worked for Yuko before, she was paid more than anywhere else.

However, after seeing the other party intentionally or unintentionally flirting with her brother, she felt very uncomfortable, as if a bottle of mixed emotions had been spilled in her heart.

"I've finished my water..."

Yuan Xun suddenly stood up, her steps unsteady as she walked toward the refrigerator.

Opening the refrigerator door, a blast of cold air hits you.

She grabbed a bottle of iced lemonade and gulped down most of it. The water droplets that seeped out slid down her snow-white chin and soaked her collar.

"...Don't accept her things for free next time." She spoke in a muffled voice with her back to Yuan Qing, "So as not to...so as not to owe her too many favors."

"Hmm? This is nothing to be ashamed of. It's just a little reciprocity. I also gave her a lot of fruit."

Yuan Qing found it somewhat amusing, wondering what this girl was inexplicably fixated on.

The latter stroked the water glass and said stubbornly, "...I'll pay her back the curry money at the coffee shop after I finish work tomorrow."

"Isn't this necessary?"

"Hmph, this is all about social etiquette! Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you, just leave it alone!"

"Okay, okay, whatever makes you happy."

Yuan Qing shrugged helplessly.

This girl is even lecturing me on social etiquette. I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice!

Cannibalism, dark psychology, social masturbation...

I wouldn't say I'm an expert, but I certainly have a basic understanding of it.

"I'm done eating!"

Yuan Xun quickly tidied up her dishes.

"Put it in the sink, I'll wash it together later."

Yuan Qing said while eating his rice.

The next second, the sound of rushing water came from the open kitchen.

The ceramic base clanged loudly, as if deliberately trying to provoke Yuan Qing's complaints.

Sigh, they're not obedient at all anymore, all they're doing is rebelling, right?

After setting down the dishes, Yuan Xun hurried back to the bedroom. Just before the door closed, she said in a muffled voice:

"No staying up late tonight! Get some rest early and be asleep before midnight! I'll be checking up on you, and if I find you staying up late, you're in for a punch!"

With that, she slammed the door shut.

"Tsk."

Yuan Qing clicked his tongue, both amused and annoyed.

Am I the older brother or are you the older brother? You're even giving orders now.

However, she specifically emphasized midnight...

Is it a deliberate attempt to cover something up?

It would have been better if she hadn't emphasized it; her emphasis only gave him the feeling that she was trying to cover something up.

Volume 1: Chapter 6 Quack! Quickly, go and invite the Terra Emperor!

The moonlight tonight seems fuller than usual.

A pale yellow halo, like melted butter, spread across the buildings, staining the glass curtain walls a sickly beeswax color.

The entire city was bathed in moonlight so bright it was almost eerie, as if it were sealed inside a giant piece of amber.

Yuan Qing woke up from a hazy dream.

He reached out to the pillow, groped around haphazardly, and finally grabbed his phone.

I turned on the screen and glanced at the time displayed on the lock screen.

【23: 58】

It's almost midnight...