Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

"..."

"..."

In response to the report of the red-haired magical girl in red clothes in front of him, the priest of the office sighed and said, "Dente, are you starting again?"

Dente knew what he meant. She was speechless and slammed the table in the church: "I'm telling the truth this time! It's really prince-level! I brought back the evidence, and the test report will be out soon!"

"..."

No, anyway, taking three magical girls who don't know anything about vampires to kill the prince vampire... this kind of thing is still a bit sci-fi.

Besides, when the vampire was registered before, he was only a viscount, right? How come he became a prince after sailing across the sea?

What's more, it is impossible for vampires to take a boat, they can only take a plane.

In such a short time, he became a prince in the Far East?

The amount of blood sucked was enough to cover at least several small towns, and if not several towns, then several villages... But you said that you only killed about ten people in the school.

Who can believe this...

"No, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just..."

The priest said this, then paused, looked at the girl, and changed his words: "Okay, I really don't believe you."

After all, the other party is Dente. If other more reliable magical girls reported this, the news would be somewhat credible.

But the one reporting now is Dente - although she is already quite old and has indeed made some achievements.

But in the eyes of most people, she is still a child who has not grown much, at least in the eyes of this senior old priest.

He is still exactly the same as before, a bragging kid.

But Dente got furious on the spot. Although she liked to brag about herself in the past, this time it was real, really real.

"Ant claws are ant claws, and crabs are crabs."

As she said this, she took out a photo, which showed a muscular male vampire... lying on the ground.

"Look, this is my evidence... It looks like we know the other party is a prince, right? Right?"

Although the male vampire in the photo has a miserable face, it does look different from the previous archival materials.

"Um, P's?"

"No!!!"

As the other party answered like this, the priest looked at Dente in front of him silently. After a while, he said, "I don't doubt you... It's just that maybe he went to the Far East and exercised his muscles, so he looked stronger than before, and you mistakenly thought that he was promoted."

God damn, this is a great way to exercise your muscles!

“Che cazzone!”

D was speechless. She sighed and covered her face. "I know. It's all my own fault... If you don't believe me, go and read the report yourself!"

After that, Dente left angrily.

Leaving behind the strange-looking priest and the old nun beside her, he sighed: "It feels like it's real this time."

"..."

"Haha."

The old nun also smiled helplessly and did not comment on the priest's words.

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"That guy actually didn't believe me. Even if I lied too much, it shouldn't be like this, right?"

Dente complained, raised his head and drank a glass of espresso, and nudged his friend next to him with his elbow: "Hey, say something."

In response, the magical girl next to her paid the bill and responded to her innocently: "This is the story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf"..."

Damn it, D didn’t want to be the shepherd boy in the story.

"That's it then. I still have a mission... I don't know why, but vampires have been causing a lot of trouble lately, so you should be careful."

The magical girl said this to D, then put on the hood of her windbreaker and disappeared into the distance.

"hateful."

Dente grumbled, then began to ponder whether he needed to improve his image.

I always feel like I can't gain the trust of others.

So, how about being an honest and trustworthy child from today on?

Dente was in a dilemma thinking about this.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, such a voice was heard from a parked car nearby, and from the sound of the voice it seemed to be a female.

D looked up and saw a blonde lady wearing a dress who looked like an aristocrat.

His entire face was hidden in the car, not being exposed to even a trace of sunlight, and his skin was quite pale.

Vampire?

With this thought in mind, Dente looked at the other side with a vigilant look, but he saw the other party simply walked out of the car.

The blonde girl stood in the sun with dignity, bent slightly and smiled at D.

This made Dente feel a little relieved.

The hand that had originally reached into the clothes also relaxed.

So it was probably the NDK that was picked up.

It is Italy after all! Lesbian!

"Ah, I'm not in any trouble...Please don't worry about me."

D rejected the other party and took a step back cautiously, and then in the next moment... her mouth was blocked.

The blonde girl leaped over like a scarlet shadow, grabbed Dente's neck with one hand, and quickly pressed her lips against his.

Although it was in broad daylight, it did not attract anyone's attention... This is the Mediterranean style.

It is not uncommon for couples to kiss on the street.

"Woooooooo..."

Dente, with his mouth blocked, looked at the sun, frantically took out the holy water bottle from his pocket and crushed it instantly.

The scattered holy water, sparkling in the sunlight, soon left traces on the two people's bodies.

But it didn't have any effect.

Not afraid of holy water, not afraid of sunlight...

……

Antediluvian?! (Ancient)

"How did I... offend... you?"

Dente managed to speak through her blocked lips. She didn't quite understand: "True Ancestor, shouldn't you stay away from the world?"

"..."

In response, the blonde girl, who was dressed like a classical aristocrat, gently lifted her sunglasses, revealing her scarlet eyes.

Finally, he removed his lips from Dente's and simply responded: "Because you killed my child~"

Children? Could it be...

"That's just a Viscount!"

"Whether he is a viscount or a baron... the one I first embraced is my child, but I am not here to seek revenge for him."

Having said this, the blonde girl pulled the paralyzed and unable to move Dente into the car and closed the door.

"I'm just curious, how did that guy rise from a viscount to a prince, and how was he killed so easily by you..."

"Can you take me to the Far East?"

Chapter 218: Is the visitor unkind? You are the one who came

"WBX?~"

(WBX!)

"Cyclone and the city?~"

(The Wind and the City)

"思い诘めた,hengyanに花bouquetを?~"

(Presenting a bouquet to the thoughtful face)

"Is the crime judged?~"

(Bring justice to evil)

"What's happened? Windy city?~"

(What happened? Wind City)

"..."

A small black shadow who looked like a junior high school student was singing a ballad loudly and wiping the wine glass in his hand with a cloth.

Yes, this is a [black shadow], not a visual effect specially broadcast in film and television works to [hide the criminal and create suspense].

Not like [Xiao Hei].

It was a real black silhouette that made people wonder if there was something wrong with the world's layer and it was moving.

From the silhouette, it can be clearly seen that he is still wearing a sailor suit.

"Eh? What's this song?"

Such a voice came from the empty space in front of the bar, and it sounded like a young and elegant man.

Sitting next to this [nothing] is a weirdo with a cow's head: "Ah, Piano Soul, is this your first time here?"

"..."

In response, the young man's voice came from the empty place called "Piano Soul": "Yes... Well, the music here and the tunes sung by Lord Oei are very nice."

In response to his words, the Minotaur coughed and corrected him: "It's Master Xiaoying, you have to distinguish them by their size."

In response to the Minotaur's words, Xiaoying, who had stopped wiping the wine glass, nodded in satisfaction and continued humming the song.

"Ah? Is that so?"

It was obviously the first time that Piano Soul had heard of this. He analyzed it and said, "So, isn't it just the clone of Lord Oei?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiaoying, who was leisurely doing her job, immediately looked up and stared in this direction.

Even though the piano soul didn't [exist] and Xiaoying didn't have [facial features], their eyes still met.

I don’t know why, but I felt a heavy sense of oppression.

So, Lady Xiaoying doesn't like people saying that she is the incarnation of Lady Daying?

With this in mind, the piano soul immediately wisely changed the subject, pretending not to understand the atmosphere: "So, what is the music here?"

It sounds nice, and surprisingly has a nightclub vibe to it.

As a weirdo who is interested in music, he doesn't just listen to classical piano or the like, he also listens to all kinds of pop music and even anime songs.

But this is the first time I heard this song.

"This is the music designed by Lord Cong Yu. Listening to the lyrics, I feel righteous all over..."

The Minotaur gave a thumbs up proudly.

When talking about Lord Cong Yu, even the most lowly weirdos in the 22nd Group would puff out their chests with pride...

Even though they are actually an indispensable part of the "evil" in the lyrics "Pay punishment to evil".

However, the piano soul was a little confused, or rather... although his face could not be seen, confusion could be clearly heard in his voice -

"I'm a new member... I often hear you talking about Lord Cong Yu. Who is he, a musician?"