Why are the magical girls in your area male?

"How did my backpack end up with you? Where's Xun?"

"..."

Instead of engaging in a heated exchange with Minamoto Ao as usual, Yuki Tsukishiro flashed a perfectly standard smile and handed him his schoolbag and uniform.

"Xun has to do her duty today, so she asked me to give her schoolbag to you."

"I see. I am deeply grateful, Brother Lao. I'll treat you to lunch!"

"Row."

"..."

OK?

This guy just said "okay"?

Normally, shouldn't you immediately beam with joy, call me "Dad" repeatedly, and make a move to kneel down before me?

And what's with that serious, gentle smile on your face?

Have you developed the "pretty face" look?

While pondering this matter, Yuan Qing suddenly noticed that this guy was staring intently at the suit he was wearing.

As he looked at it, he said calmly, "The suit looks good and fits you well, but it smells too strong, not like men's cologne."

"Hmm, now that you mention it, it does seem a bit like that."

Yuan Qing stretched out his arm, sniffed it, and agreed, "It's probably the smell from when I first got in the car. The president's car smells pretty good."

"Oh, taking a car."

Yuki Tsukishiro wore a meaningful expression.

Upon seeing his expression, Yuan Qing knew that this guy was about to start being sarcastic: "Sigh, here you go."

"Start what? You were at a girl's house all night and didn't come home, and you even threw away all your clothes?"

"..."

See, it's true.

"Yuanqing, you're quite something! I didn't expect you to manage to snag the president so quietly. How was your flight last night? And your ride in the car must have been pretty 'deep', right?"

"Don't make unfounded accusations. The president and I have a purely platonic relationship."

"I think it's just a purely romantic relationship, right? Hey, stop hiding it, tell me your strategy, please, I want to find a girlfriend too!"

"..."

Dude, are you really looking to find a partner?

Why do I smell a strong odor of vinegar in the air? Do you have a pig in your head?

To be honest, I still don't understand who you're jealous of.

If you're jealous of the student council president, I can understand, after all, Minato is a top-tier loli with a top-tier figure and looks.

But if you get jealous of your buddy, he might just give you a sex orientation correction punch, seriously.

You transformed into Danzhu to pull me along, hoping to make a fool of myself; I can tolerate all of that.

You can even impersonate someone from Nantong to impersonate me, provided you can't actually be from Nantong.

If your ultimate goal isn't to get rid of the werewolf, but rather to quickly get through your brother's warm intestines, then I'm sorry, you'll have to take my witch's poison!

Yuan Qing shook his head, hooked his arm around the other's neck, and walked towards the teaching building, saying as they went:

"What nonsense are you talking about? I was just asked by her to help out, and it was too late so I just stayed here."

"It's not like my house there. If one more guest comes, we have to squeeze onto the sofa. It's a big estate, with tons of rooms. I reckon it'd be a 365-mile walk from one end of the estate to the other."

"Indeed, I've been there once; it's quite luxurious."

Perhaps she had used enough sarcastic remarks, because when she said this, Yuki Tsukishiro's tone returned to normal.

Yuan Qing shrugged, thinking to himself: You've been there once? Good bro, that place turns into a fire-lighting ritual for magical girls at midnight, where they learn skills and buy items.

You said you've only been there once? Are you kidding me?

Fine, whatever makes you happy. I don't want to be subjected to your sarcastic remarks all day.

Yuki Tsukishiro subtly observed Genichiro's profile, trying her best to straighten out the pent-up jealousy in her heart.

After calming down, she began to analyze where she went wrong in that game.

She shouldn't have gotten so agitated.

She knew exactly what kind of person Yuan Qing was.

Let alone the president, he wouldn't dare take his pants off if any girl agreed to let him have a deep conversation with her.

"Never engage in any intimate contact, such as hugging or going to second base or above, before establishing a romantic relationship" is this idiot's dating motto.

She believed that Yuan Qing's "staying out all night" last night was because of the Moon Etching incident, and she wouldn't delve into it further.

Since the other party didn't tell me, there must be a reason.

However, while she may feel guilty, it doesn't mean that Yuki Tsukishiro doesn't hold grudges.

She had already silently noted down in her little notebook the two things Yuan Qing did yesterday: "staying out all night and staying overnight at a man's house" and "accepting clothes from a man."

Her little notebook was filled with records, and every single one of them was about Yuan Qing.

For example, "On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, Yuan Qing looked at JK's beautiful legs for one second longer. Although I encouraged him to look, I still can't forgive him. I'll remember this grudge."

"When he was getting his food, he accidentally touched the cafeteria lady's finger... Even if she's an older woman, she's still a member of the opposite sex, right? He'll hold a grudge!"

"Another girl has secretly given him a love letter! This guy, seducing naive girls, has no self-control! Remember this!"

"Hmm, nothing happened today, so I don't have a good excuse... Oh well, whatever, I'll just hold a grudge for now."

...and so on.

Now, she has made another significant note in her little notebook:

"On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, Yuan Qing made two unforgivable mistakes."

"The crimes accumulate, and multiple crimes are punished concurrently."

"Therefore, it is necessary to extract 20 more times as a form of punishment."

Um......

If all the recorded accounts were added up, how many days would it take to squeeze them all out?

Even if it's ten times a day, it still has to be...

emmm...

Two and a half years?

"Hey, you bastard, come with me to the toilet."

Just as he was lost in thought, Yuan Qing's voice suddenly came.

Upon hearing the word "go to the restroom," Yuki Tsukishiro's heart skipped a beat, but she maintained her nonchalant expression.

"What? You want someone to help you pee first thing in the morning? How old are you?"

"What a load of crap."

Yuan Qing rolled her eyes at her, then shook the uniform pocket in her hand. "I'm going to change! This suit is too conspicuous. If I wear it to class, I'm afraid the head of student affairs will think I'm a loafer and kick me out!"

"It's just a coat, why don't you just take it off?"

"And the pants, including the lining, all need to be replaced. The suit that the young chairman gave us looks expensive; you definitely couldn't buy it for less than four or five hundred thousand."

She dared to give it to me, but I dared not accept it. Before it gets dirty, I quickly took it off and will return it to her after school.

"Oh......"

Yuki Tsukishiro breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out she was just changing clothes.

This guy actually said he wanted to return the clothes the president gave him?

Should I still hold a grudge about "receiving clothes from the opposite sex"?

Well......

No! Remember it! You must remember it!

Taking back is taking back, and withdrawing is withdrawing; merits and demerits should not be confused.

Big deal...

At worst, I'll just do it 10 more times as compensation...

"Fine, I'll let you have your way since you begged me."

Yuki Tsukishiro suppressed the inexplicable tension in her heart and shrugged as if to appear relaxed.

But the next second, as if she had just realized something, her eyes widened suddenly.

Wait, wait a minute!

What did that guy just say?

He's going to take his pants off?!

Yuki Tsukishiro felt a surge of heat rush straight to the top of her head, and her heart felt as if it had been squeezed tightly by something, and then began to pound wildly!

Then I...

I......

I can't miss this!!

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12,000 words today! I've been writing 10,000 words a day on Gaga since it went live, my reputation is guaranteed!

Come to think of it, I never expected that the first character to receive a unique character tag would be Xi Hai.

I laughed when I wrote that.

Volume 1: Chapter 87 Holding a Revenge: Ah Qing Seduced a Naive Girl Like Me! 6K

The two of them turned into the men's restroom in the corner of the first floor of the teaching building, as if they knew the way well.

There were only 2 minutes left before class started, and I thought the restrooms would be empty at this time.

As a result, a conspicuous yellow warning sign at the entrance that read "Cleaning in Progress" and the rustling sound of mopping inside blocked the two people from entering the restroom.

"Wow, why is the cleaning lady so diligent today? She started cleaning before class even started?"

Yuan Qing couldn't help but mutter a complaint under his breath.

"Then what do we do?" Yuki Tsukishiro's eyes flickered, then she looked meaningfully at the women's restroom next door. "Go to the women's restroom?"

"Get lost! I'm a perfectly respectable gentleman! Do you want me to be arrested as a pervert?"

"Then let's go upstairs, there's a restroom on the third floor."

"Forget it, it's too late."

Yuan Qing's gaze swept around and finally settled on a relatively quiet corner of the stairwell leading to the basement on the first floor of the teaching building.

"That's fine! Keep an eye on people for me!"

"..."

Yuki Tsukishiro looked at the dimly lit corner, her lips twitching involuntarily: "Are you... sure? If you change there and get caught, it won't just be as simple as being seen as a pervert."

"It's okay, I'll be quick! Stop dawdling, class is about to start!"

Without saying a word, Yuan Qing grabbed her arm and headed towards the stairwell.

Yuki Tsukishiro stumbled as he pulled her, and the tension she had just suppressed suddenly surged back up.

Although there are few people in that place, it's not completely deserted!

If someone walks by, will this guy still have any face left?