Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

Thinking of this, Cong Yu pretended to sigh helplessly in response to the other party's question: "I have been busy with moving recently, sorry."

After hearing this, the editor remembered.

Indeed, a magical girl agency found them and told them about the housing and endorsement contract with Teacher CY.

Because I gave them a commission, the memory is still fresh in my mind.

It seems that Teacher CY is not just slacking off, but has understandable reasons for doing so.

(Cong Yu: Yes, yes, that’s definitely the case.)

"Okay, then teacher, you must remember to finish the drawing before the end of this month... otherwise we won't be able to continue with our subsequent work."

Cong Yu hesitated for a moment and said awkwardly, "Haha, actually I live with the magical girl now, editor, do you know? It's about my housing."

Just kidding, even if it couldn’t be completed in half a month, it was still too tiring... and school had already started by then, so of course I took the opportunity to rest.

"The magical girl pesters me every day, making it difficult for me to concentrate on my work. Editor, please forgive me. I will submit my manuscript before the month after next."

The editor who didn't know much about Magical Girl Housing immediately regarded Cong Yu's assurance as a means of delaying.

Although this is indeed the case.

"Teacher CY, from the sound of your age, don't try to deceive an adult like me... and don't fantasize about living with a magical girl."

The editor said earnestly, and then gave Cong Yu an ultimatum: "Before the end of this month, okay?"

"Otherwise, I will be blamed by my superiors, just like Mr. Fujitani who resigned before. I have children and elderly people to support at home. Please, Mr. CY! I really hope so!"

"Beep beep..."

"..."

Cong Yu: “…”

Although Cong Yu usually likes to say things like "Can you bear to look at me XXX?"

But I feel that this new female editor is also an expert at moral blackmail.

After such hesitation, Cong Yu turned on the computer and looked at the "half page" of drawing he had completed... yes, half a page.

Well, I drew half a page, but only colored it a little bit, so it’s not really nonsense to claim that I drew half a page.

"Well, should I just draw this in black and white? No, how about... just post the line drawing?"

As Cong Yu asked himself this question, two little men seemed to fly out from above his head, an angel and a devil.

The angel said: Just send the line draft.

The devil said: Oh, let’s talk about it next month.

"..."

These two are just being perfunctory, right?!

Cong Yu dispelled the two thoughts in his mind, then took a deep breath and looked at the screen: "Gua, it's just a cartoon!"

"Bullshit! It can be done in one day!"

Chapter 22: The Power of School Opening (Sad)

【Good Morning! Good morning! This is Fuuto Radio, and this is your neighbor Sugizaki Hideo, who will continue to bring you refreshing morning greetings. 】

【Next is music time...】

【?~?~?~】

[Is the music just now cheerful and sunny enough? Today is the first day of school. I hope students can face campus life with spirit! ]

[According to reliable sources, Magical Girl Blue Sky☆chan was initially active in Central City, but...]

[Next is yesterday’s…]

【Click~】

"..."

Cong Yu turned off the radio listlessly and ate the egg burger on the table for breakfast...Yesterday, he finished the manuscript as quickly as possible.

A long time ago, after the editor issued the ultimatum, Cong Yu did work hard and made a lot of progress.

But then he went back to slacking off.

All I can say is that this is very real.

Every time Yao Chuanguang received a notice to go out and eliminate monsters, Cong Yu and Lan Tianzhu would stay at home and slack off.

Cong Yu was slacking off at her job of drawing comics, while Lan Tian Zhu was slacking off at her job as a magical girl, but there was a difference.

The reason why Lan Tianzhu did not take action was that her contract was still with the agency in Central City. Every time she went out, the Fuuto Magical Girls Agency had to pay for it, which cost her original agency a huge fee.

Cong Yu is simply lazy.

It was not until yesterday that he uploaded the manuscript at an extremely terrifying speed before the deadline, causing an uproar.

With the cheers of [CY teacher updated! ] in countless comic exchange groups, the number of people watching his comics at the same time almost broke the record.

Of course, there was also a lot of angry insults that followed.

However, Cong Yu never cared about black fans, or even fans... He always believed that comics were a way to make money.

Maybe this is a common problem among cartoonists?

If you are a novelist, you must love novels and care very much about your fans.

There is no doubt about this.

"..."

"Hmph hum~ hum hum~"

Looking at Yao Chuanguang who was humming softly and preparing his backpack, Cong Yu stared at him with sleepy eyes, totally unaware of why this guy was so happy about going to school.

Isn't that a bit of a joke? Who likes going to school?

Sighing like this, Cong Yu, who had not slept well last night due to rushing to finish a manuscript, almost fell asleep leaning on the dinner tray.

"Cong Yu-chan! Now that you've finished eating, let's go to school together!"

Yao Chuan just smiled, made a "yeah" gesture, and said with satisfaction: "We live very close to the school, we can just walk there!"

How about going there on roller skates, or jumping from the roof? Or flying there?

Cong Yu sighed, looking at Yao Chuan's bulging backpack, and realized something was wrong: "Wait, what did you carry in your bag on your first day of school?"

It was obvious that she had never been to school and hadn't even been given textbooks.

In response to Cong Yu's question, Yao Chuan just opened the bag and proudly introduced: "This is the snack I gave to my classmates, and this is a gift for the teacher... I'm a transfer student, so I have to find a way to fit in."

"This is a napkin, this is a facial tissue, this is a wound dressing, this is an oral solution for colds and fevers, and this is a stomach disease form prepared by the agency... I will give it to the school leaders later, so that they can leave school at any time to fight against the monsters."

Aren't you too well prepared? Also, you've prepared all the gifts to build good relationships...

“You might become president.”

Cong Yu made a brief comment, then picked up her empty bag and went straight out the door to go to school.

There were no homework or textbooks in the bag... The textbooks were at school, and there was no holiday homework assigned at all.

The school spirit of Fuuto High School is happy enough even in Neon, a place where happy education is prevalent.

Yao Chuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly locked his schoolbag and followed him out: "Cong Yu-chan! Wait for me!"

After running a few steps, he turned his head and looked at Lan Tianzhu who was still eating slowly: "Xiao Lan, I'm going out!"

In response, Lan Tianzhu also swallowed a mouthful of breakfast and responded casually: "Have a nice trip."

Afterwards, looking at Yao Chuanguang running away in a hurry, Lan Tianzhu couldn't help but laugh... because such a conversation was too weird.

It’s as if they are not colleagues at work, but real family members.

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"Cong Yu! Cong Yu, why are you walking so fast?"

Yao Chuanguang caught up with her in a few steps. She walked side by side with Cong Yu: "Oh, it's time to go to school. How annoying... Cong Yu, how about you?"

Cong Yu glanced at her.

This guy doesn't look annoying at all.

"I don't like going to school...because I have to get up early."

Cong Yu said that due to various reasons, he didn't sleep for long every day...but he still wanted to sleep until he woke up naturally.

And he has to take exams. Even though his grades are okay and he doesn't really hate exams, he still finds them troublesome.

Trouble is trouble. You can't make it less troublesome by saying "I hate it or not".

Amid Cong Yu's sigh, the two of them quickly arrived at the school gate.

Yao Chuanguang immediately looked around, observing his surroundings curiously, looking at the school where he would attend in the future... How should he say it?

On the marble on both sides of the gate are printed the words "Fuuto High School", and you can see the cherry trees planted inside from the door.

It's a very stereotypical Neon High School look.

Countless students, some with excited faces, some as depressed as Cong Yu, walked into the campus in twos and threes.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

The discipline committee member standing at the door greeted different students and would chat with those he knew.

Of course, many freshmen were attracted by Cong Yu and Yao Chuanguang.

There are even more people watching Cong Yu.

Well, to describe it, Yaochuan Guang is a beautiful girl, and Cong Yu standing next to her... is a beautiful Chinese boy with long hair.

Appearing in a place like a school, the latter is indeed more explosive.

However, Yao Chuan only realized that Cong Yu was quite famous in the school.

"Good morning, Cong Yu... Why are you still so depressed?"

A student with a discipline committee armband on his arm stopped Cong Yu, sighed, straightened the collar of his coat, and warned him: "Although there is no explicit rule, if boys have long hair, they should tie it up, right?"

Cong Yu was speechless about this. She slapped his hand away and tidied her clothes... The school rules did not require her to wear a school uniform, so she wore a T-shirt and jacket very naturally.

I don't know when I bought the T-shirt, but the black pattern on the front is a brush-written word with a flying dragon and phoenix, "Weirdo!", and the back is "Purification!"

It's very comfortable to wear, so I wear it often.

The boy's words also attracted the attention of other freshmen. They all looked at Cong Yu, marveling at how she managed to have waist-length hair.

Cong Yu also knew that he was not dressed very formally, a combination of a T-shirt and casual pants, and he did not look like a student.

But he is used to being lazy and really doesn't bother to care.

"Hey, good morning, Cong Yu... eh?"

Another student passing by seemed to notice Yao Chuanguang, and then gave Cong Yu a smile that all men understand.

Then he walked away amid Cong Yu's sigh.

"Then I'll go report to the Academic Affairs Office first...By the way, Cong Yu, which class are you in? Please come to my class often."

In response to Yao Chuanguang's question, Cong Yu followed her towards the teaching building and said, "I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office... I'm in Class A, what about you?"

I hope I’m not in the same class with Yao Chuanguang.

"Huh? I'm in Class A too! What a coincidence."

"..."

I would rather not have such a fate...

Sighing in this way in his heart, Cong Yu could vaguely feel that his high school life might not be peaceful anymore.

Chapter 23 Youth Minato

There are five classes in each grade of Fuuto High School - A, B, C, D, and E. Except for the ratio of male and female students, everything is randomly assigned at the time of admission.