Why are the magical girls in your area male?

"What model worker? You talk about it like it's just a regular job!"

Yuan Xun pursed her lips, leaned back on the sofa, and lazily answered while scrolling through short videos on her phone:

"Didn't the president inform you? She summoned most of the A-rank magical girls active in the Tokyo area to investigate and raid the underground city that appeared around Tokyo Bay."

It is said that even the usually quiet Mr. Zhongtang will make an appearance.

Considering that most of the high-level magical girls in this area have been transferred away, the lower-level magical girls might not be able to call for high-level support if they encounter a troublesome lord leader.

So the student council president simply waved her hand and suspended all the activities of the lower-level magical girls.

"Not bad, as expected of the president, you made a very decisive decision."

Gensei first praised Shiori Shiomi, then gave a wicked smile and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Judging from your tone, you seem quite dissatisfied? Let me guess, are C-rank also in the 'low-level magical girls' category?"

"Mind your own business!" Yuan Xun angrily threw a pillow at Yuan Qing. "Don't be so smug. You might not even be as good as me!"

"Really? Your brother here has killed a B-rank boss, the Night Hound, you know!"

"Hmph, don't give me that. You clearly won by doing nothing thanks to Toriumi-sensei! And that's one of the weakest B-rank lords..."

Yuan Xun's voice trailed off as she spoke, clearly indicating that she was still somewhat guilty.

Objectively speaking, at that time, Toriumi Riki had not fully awakened and could not even properly control her power.

Although her strength after awakening could reach A-level, the role she was able to play at that time was probably only barely enough to reach the threshold of B-level.

My older brother was able to carry Toriumi Riki through the Dark Night Hound, so he must have at least C-rank strength.

Anyway, if she were to play, she definitely wouldn't be able to win.

Thinking about this made Yuan Xun's feelings even more complicated.

She was naturally happy that her brother was stronger than her, but wouldn't that mean she would need his protection again?

After awakening her powers, the happiest thing for her was being able to protect her silly older brother...

"Okay, okay, you're better than me, alright?"

Yuan Qing reached out and ruffled the other's hair. "Since you don't need to go to the Moon Etching, then hurry up and go to bed. No more scrolling on your phone."

If I get back later and see you still up late, watch out, I'm going to spank you!

"Hey, how old are you? Why are you still spanking me? I have self-respect too, you know."

"Tch, first get rid of your bad habit of becoming lazy when no one is supervising you before you talk to me about this."

Yuan Qing gave her hair a final, forceful ruffle, grinned, and walked to the entryway to change his shoes.

"Remember what I said, go to bed early and don't stay up late."

"Okay, okay!! Stop nagging..."

Yuan Xun pouted and combed her messy hair with a resentful expression.

After Yuan Qing left, she lowered her head and reached for her buttocks.

There's still a slight lingering sensation where I was hit.

It's obviously very offensive for a girl to be spanked, but when the person doing it is her brother, she can't bring herself to hate it at all.

I even like it a tiny bit...

My cheeks involuntarily flushed red.

She touched her face, which was burning red, and even her ears were burning.

"Really..."

She clutched her chest, lowered her eyelids, and murmured, her face flushed:

"Could I be a hidden masochist...?"

"The kind of guy who only has feelings for his older brother, a perverted masochist..."

......

At midnight, as the moon etched itself, Yuan Qing entered the Tarot Association on time.

The association seemed unusually empty tonight, with only a few low-ranking magical girls on duty in the central hall.

They sat together, chatting idly. When Yuan Qing came in, they all stopped talking and gave him a perfunctory nod.

Yuan Qing smiled at them.

Although the magical girls were still indifferent, it was much better than yesterday. I guess the news of me helping the Night Heron and covering for the Blue Sandpiper had spread among them.

Forget it, Yuan Qing doesn't care how they see him.

Anyway, he's not here to please anyone or to provide emotional support to these girls like a lapdog.

His goal was clear from the beginning: to protect the people he knew.

As for the other magical girls? Yuan Qing wishes them happiness.

“Yuan Qingjun”.

Just then, a steady and powerful female voice came from the side corridor.

Yuan Qing looked in the direction of the sound, his gaze instantly snapping to automatically target the enemy—

so big!

I spotted her milky white breasts at a glance!

The strikingly impressive curves instantly filled his field of vision, like a brick slamming solidly onto his forehead.

Yuan Qing quickly pretended to wipe his sweat, wiped his eyes, and forcibly "corrected" his gaze.

Approaching us was the stunningly beautiful and powerfully charismatic older sister, "Broken Soul White Ye".

The white combat suit clinging to her skin perfectly accentuated her full breasts and slender waist. The slightly open neckline revealed her delicate collarbone, and just below that, her snow-white breasts were visible without her having to look down.

The lower body is a high-slit tactical long skirt in the same color scheme, with slits on both sides of the skirt extending almost to the top of the thigh.

As she walked, her two firm, smooth lines revealed her long, slender legs, partially hidden by glossy white stockings.

"You are... Senior White Nue?"

As Yuan Qing greeted the other person, he kept his gaze fixed on their face, avoiding looking at anything strange.

"it's me."

Bai Ye nodded slightly, her long silver-gray hair falling to her waist, and her captivating silver eyes gleaming as she stared intently at Yuan Qing: "Good evening."

"Yes, good evening." Yuan Qing nodded politely and asked, "Has the guild leader and the others arrived in the dungeon yet?"

"Yes, the main force had already arrived at the Tokyo Bay assembly point before the lunar etch occurred."

The president is personally overseeing the command center, and Nakado Go is also there, along with Red Sparrow, Sky Crow, Water Kite, and several A-rank magical girls you haven't met yet.

"Shui Yuan went too? Isn't she a B-rank?"

"She is a magical girl with a sensory perception ability, mainly responsible for logistics and intelligence work, and will not enter the dungeon."

"That's it..."

"Hmm, the president instructed me to be in charge of your 'flying magic' lesson tonight."

Daiju, who was in charge of teaching general magic, was temporarily reassigned to the dungeon. As one of the few A-rank healing/support classes, her healing abilities were needed there.

"Oh, thank you for your trouble, senior..."

Yuan Qing subconsciously glanced at the other person's impressive bust, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, trying to send a request to his brain:

"You absolutely must keep prison guards in check, prison boss!"

"If you can't control it and make it salute someone, then the three of us will die together!"

"Come with me."

The white eagle turned around, took long strides, and walked steadily towards a passage leading to the training area.

The two soon arrived at a spacious circular training room.

Yuan Qing looked around. The dome of the training room simulated the night sky, complex magical runes flowed on the walls, and the floor was a huge magic circle.

"The general magic classroom is temporarily closed. Let's stay here tonight."

Bai Ye walked to the center of the training room, turned around, and looked directly at the other person with her beautiful silver eyes:

“Yuanqing-kun, the president said that you have only recently awakened and may not yet know how to skillfully convert magic power.”

Furthermore, the powers used by magical girls belong to a different system than those of ordinary awakened beings, which might be more difficult for you to understand. Therefore, I will try my best to teach you the basic theories as well.

"it is good."

“Hmm,” she cleared her throat, her voice becoming serious, “flight magic, in essence, uses magic to create an anti-gravity field, while manipulating airflow or energy flow to provide propulsion.”

Its core lies in three points: stable magic output, keen spatial awareness, and control over the airflow propelled by magic. So first, you need to…”

As expected of a top-tier A-rank magical girl, Shiro Nue has a very solid theoretical foundation.

But Yuanqing couldn't understand a single word.

It wasn't that he couldn't understand, but when he tried to guide the magic power as Bai Nue had instructed, he found that nothing happened.

He was just about to ask Bai Ye to stop the theory and teach practical skills.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Bai Nue suddenly froze, as if its brain's CPU had overloaded.

Immediately afterward, she stopped explaining and, expressionless, pulled a flat... from an inconspicuous pouch behind her belt.

A silver wine flask?!

"Glug, glug..."

She unscrewed the cap with complete ease, tilted her head back, and took two large gulps!

The movements are smooth and done in one go!

"Wow--!!"

She put down the wine jug, immediately closed her eyes, and let out a joyful sigh.

The strong, spicy aroma of the liquor instantly filled the training room.

Yuan Qing: "???"

what's the situation?

Why are you drinking?

"Ah, that feels so good!"

A blush rose to Bai Ye's fair cheeks at an almost visible speed.

She grinned at Yuanqing and said, "Sorry, Yuanqing-kun, this is my habit. I don't feel energetic without a couple of sips. Would you like some?"

As she spoke, she made a gesture as if to hand over the wine pot.

However, before Yuan Qing could speak, she quickly took it back: "Haha, just kidding, minors can't drink alcohol."

"..."

“Let’s continue. We were just talking about fine-tuning the magic nodes. The key is to find… uh, what was that again? Oh right, ‘flow’!”

She took another sip of wine, and as if she had found inspiration, her voice became fluent again:

"Look, just like this wine! It's spicy on the palate, but the aftertaste is lingering! The magic flowing through your body should also have this kind of layered feel! It can't be too strong, nor too weak! It has to be just right! Do you understand?"

"..."

understood!

I completely understand now!

No wonder the president asked her to stay and oversee things!

So you were a hidden alcoholic all along?

And he's also a drunkard who becomes a chatterbox when he's drunk!

I'm afraid I won't be able to take my flight lessons...

Sure enough, the following "theory class" completely changed its nature.