Why are the magical girls in your area male?

Yuan Qing could hardly believe his ears.

He felt that the shock that Toriumi Riki brought her was no less than that of Laowu Dasu Nuo.

He stared wide-eyed at the woman who was slumped on the ground, crying her eyes out and still making a scene, and fell into deep thought.

I remember this guy was just acting like an elder in the banquet hall, giving me a "kind and benevolent" lecture on balancing his studies and work, right?

How long has it been? Where did my lazy, mature, gentle, and intellectually beautiful Chinese teacher go?

Give me back my Xi! Hai! Teacher!!!

"Shimi... no, Toriumi-sensei, I must emphasize one thing: you are the teacher, and I am the student; you are the elder, and I am the junior. How can an elder act like a child to a junior?"

Besides, you've gotten your skirt wet. If I carry you on my back, what will I do with this dress?

Oops, no, this outfit is from the Glamour Building.

Oh no, am I going to have to lose money too?

"I don't care! I don't care!"

Toriumi Ritsuki seemed to have completely given up, disregarding her image, pounding the ground with her hands and crying even harder.

He perfectly embodies the image of a child who throws a tantrum when his parents don't buy him toys.

"I can't walk! I'm scared! Yuan-ge, please, carry me! Waaaaah, if you don't carry me, I won't walk anymore! I'll just cry myself to death here! Waaaaah!"

Yuan Qing took a deep breath, trying to reason with him: "Teacher! Calm down! You're twenty-six years old! Not six! You yourself..."

"Waaah! Carry me! Carry me! Yuanqing is a bad person! He's just standing by and watching me die! Waaah..."

Toriumi Ritsuki wouldn't listen at all; she not only cried but also started kicking her legs.

Her cries, like the howls of ghosts and wolves, echoed through the empty, desolate ruins, even more agonizing than the howls of the night hounds.

Yuan Qing felt a throbbing sensation in his temples, and a deep sense of powerlessness and absurdity welled up in his heart.

Hopeless.

This guy has completely lost his temper, he's lost all sense of proportion, he's reckless, he's totally immersed in his own art of tantrums, and he's oblivious to the world around him.

He closed his eyes briefly, then snapped them open again. Looking at his Chinese language teacher, who was crying uncontrollably and throwing a tantrum, and then at the wet patch on her skirt, he finally resigned himself to his fate.

"...Fine! Fine, fine! I'll carry you, I'll carry you! Sister, Dad, ancestors! Stop howling!"

Yuan Qing walked up to her almost through gritted teeth, then squatted down with his back to her.

Toriumi Riki's crying subsided considerably in an instant.

She glanced at the boy's not particularly broad back, hesitated for 0.1 seconds, and then climbed up on all fours, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

Once he made sure she was lying down firmly, Yuan Qing supported her thighs with both hands, lifted her knees, and stood up.

Even though the other person's body still smelled of shower gel, Yuan Qing couldn't help but want to throw the dirty thing down, whether it was just his imagination or not.

"Oh, Yuanqing, thank you, you're a good person..."

Toriumi Riki buried her face in his back, her voice muffled, and gave Gensei a "good guy" card with a twisted and aggrieved tone.

"..."

I should thank you! Your whole family!

Ugh......

Forget it.

Although I brought all this trouble upon myself, the other party did save my life, so let's call it even.

Anyway, the result was good. I leveled up five times and also obtained rare weapon blueprints and a bunch of good stuff. The gains were considerable.

......

After exiting the portal, the two found themselves in a vast, open space.

An eerie moon hung high in the sky, its dim yellow light enveloping the city in a deathly silence.

The portal behind them disappeared, and Yuan Qing looked around and finally confirmed that the two of them were in a park near the Ganbi Building.

He placed Toriumi Riki on a park bench, then sat down beside her and let out a deep breath.

I can finally relax a little.

The entrance and exit of the portal appear to be random, and they appear slightly earlier than midnight.

This thing is actually quite troublesome; the uncertainty is too high, and one wrong move could result in being sucked into the instance.

Those with "superpowers" like them are alright, but if an ordinary person accidentally falls in, it's no different from going to Hiroshima or Nagasaki in 45—they'll die either way.

Before he could catch his breath, Yuan Qing keenly noticed several ghostly figures silently emerging from the shadows of the building in front of him.

He was startled and subconsciously prepared to fight back.

When he eliminated the skeletal undead last time, he had already deduced that there was more than one living person in the Moon Etch.

Those who can move around normally in this place are probably not ordinary people, just like me and Toriumi Ritsuki.

The worst-case scenario is that the visitor has ulterior motives...

The thought had barely crossed Yuan Qing's mind when his eyes widened.

The person in the lead was Shiori Shiomi.

She still had that petite figure, her white hair gleaming faintly in the crescent moonlight, and her blood-red eyes appearing exceptionally deep in the shadows.

Behind her followed a figure that Yuan Qing knew all too well.

Tsukasa Kimura.

The head teacher, who was overweight, had a receding hairline, suffered from cervical spondylosis, always had a thermos in his hand, and whose daughter was going through a rebellious phase, was facing a midlife crisis.

Even before the other party spoke, Yuan Qing already had a vague feeling that his guess had been confirmed.

“Gen-sei-kun, Toriumi-sensei,” Shiori Shiomi’s cool and calm voice broke the silence. “It seems you’ve been through quite a bit of trouble.”

"..."

Yuan Qing silently turned his gaze to Shiori Shiomi's lovely face, and a sense of absurdity arose spontaneously.

He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Ugh, Shiomi-kun..."

When Toriumi Ritsuki saw the other person, it was like a fledgling bird finally finding its nest. Overwhelmed by the shock and grievance of surviving a disaster, she burst into tears.

"Yes, there's a monster, and a huge, rabid dog, it's terrifying..."

"It's alright now, Toriumi-sensei, please relax, we're here for you."

Shiori Shiomi's voice carried a slight hint of comfort. This little girl is really strange; she's so small, yet her words carry a lot of weight.

Even Yuan Qing felt a sense of security, as if the situation was already settled, when he heard her voice.

“This is not the first time that Teacher Toriumi has entered the Moon Etching. More than half a month ago, we found her in the Moon Etching. At that time, she already had the qualifications to ‘awaken’.”

Shiori Shiomi's gaze fell on Genji, her blood-red eyes fixed on him:

"You probably have a lot of questions right now, about everything that happened tonight, about why we're here."

"Yes, what exactly happened?" Yuan Qing asked calmly. "I thought there wouldn't be any other living people in this godforsaken place."

"I don't know how much you know about this world, but I'll explain it from the beginning."

Shiori Shiomi carefully considered her words before slowly beginning to speak:

"Yuanqing-kun, you should have already realized that a day has more than 24 hours, right?"

"Isn't it obvious...?"

"We call this 'blank period' that transitions from 0:00 each day to 0:00:01 the next day the 'lunar etch'."

You can understand this world as an 'inner world' that is attached to the real world but exists independently.

In this 'inner world,' monsters called 'Shadow Beasts' will spawn. Judging from your disheveled appearance, you must have already dealt with them."

Yuan Qing interrupted, "Get to the point. I know all that. What I'm more curious about is the identity of the president and the dean of students standing in front of me."

"Us?"

Shiori Shiomi lowered her head slightly, as if she was hesitating.

After a brief pause, she parted her lips slightly and uttered a word that made Yuan Qing unable to hold back:

"We are 'magical girls'."

Volume 1: Chapter 56 What do you mean, "My sister is also one?!" (5/5)

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Yuan Qing's expression was quite interesting.

I don't know if others could hold back their laughter, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"Oh, I see. A magical girl? That's very creative."

"Is there a problem?" Shiori Shiomi raised an eyebrow slightly.

"It's not that there's a problem."

Yuan Qing waved her hand and pointed to the head teacher next to her, "President, you are perfectly natural as a magical girl, but what is the head teacher?"

Don't tell me our kind civics teacher, the vanguard of the 'Mediterranean' army, the father whose daughter is going through a rebellious phase, the middle-aged man facing a midlife crisis and getting overweight, is also a magical girl?

He had expected Shiori Shiomi to shake her head in denial, but to his surprise, she fell silent.

silent.

He remained silent.

Alright...

Yuan Qing's smile gradually disappeared.

Hey, seriously? Are you kidding me? Don't stay silent at this crucial juncture where things could get misunderstood! Just deny it already!

"President, why aren't you saying anything?" Yuan Qing's voice began to tremble slightly.

Shiori Shiomi touched her cheek, turned aside, and made room for Tsukasa Kimura behind her.

Tsukasa Kimura, holding his signature thermos, stepped forward with a smile:

"Hey, Yuanqing, can I call you Xiaoyuan?"

"Yes, yes."

Kimura Tsukasa placed one of his hands on Gensei and lectured him in a condescending tone:

"Xiao Yuan, you're still too young! You're too focused on appearances and can't see the essence of things."

"..."

"I know you don't believe me, that's okay, I've prepared plenty of evidence for you."

Kimura Tsukasa smiled and stepped back a few paces, standing still and placing his hand near his chest.

Yuan Qing was certain that Kimura Tsukasa hadn't put his hand in his pocket, but in the next instant, a shiny object appeared out of thin air.

The other party's movements were so fast that Yuan Qing couldn't tell whether it was magic or sorcery.

Kimura Tsukasa opened his hand, and only then could he see what the thing looked like.

It was a heart-shaped, pure gemstone, with an exquisitely carved hibiscus flower on it, every edge of which contained a crystal-clear brilliance.

Inside the gemstone, a red finial, set within, radiates an enduring charm through the interplay of light and shadow, captivating the eye.

Gemstones of this caliber are absolutely incalculable in value; even the most advanced craftsmanship would likely struggle to create such a masterpiece.

With a weary expression, Tsukasa Kimura said, "It's called the Flower of the Heart. It's the key to our transformation, the embodiment of our potential, and the source of the magical girls' power."

"Wait, please stop for a moment."

Yuan Qing couldn't help but raise his hand to interrupt, "Don't talk to me like that with such a serious tone, it's all just wishful thinking. You should know that the emphasis of 'magical girl' should be on the word 'girl,' right?!"

Kimura Tsukasa chuckled mysteriously, waved his hand, and gestured for Gensei to turn around.