Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　"..." Wait, what year is it anyway? How come all the weirdos and magical girls in the world have made peace?

　Or has the monster already taken over the world?

　Is the current world president the King of Wind City?!

　With such a shocked expression, Shunni Yachiru looked at the date at the bottom of the newspaper... It had been less than a year since he died.

　"??????????" With a hundred question marks on his head, Shunni Baqianliu rushed towards the 22nd Group without stopping.

　What exactly happened during this year?

　Thinking this, Shunni Baqianliu quickly arrived at the gate of Liangliang Medicine, looking at the gate that was basically the same as a year ago.

　Finally, he realized that not much time had passed at all.

　Then, just as he was about to go inside to talk to Rain Woman, he saw an acquaintance walking out of the headquarters of the 22nd Group.

　"Huh? 0...451?"

　"The...the leader and Janna?"

　"..."

　-

　When Shungai Yachiru attacked the 22nd Group, he planned with the Gana Monster, but their actions were separate.

　Therefore, Shungai Yachiru had no idea that the mermaid monster and the Janna monster would meet again later, or that she would be won over by Murasame...

　No, it wasn't because she was won over by Cong Yu, at least not as a primary reason.

　Shunni Baqianliu was unaware that the two had been influenced by the peaceful and friendly environment of the 22nd Group, which led them to choose to join the 22nd Group.

　The two explained this to Shunni Yachiryu and gave a general account of what had happened over the past year.

　Of course, since the two of them also had to purchase supplies for the group, they could only give a brief overview.

　Meanwhile, the BOSS had already heard the news and came up from the group's underground (headquarters) by elevator.

　Then, the mermaid sisters went shopping.

　The BOSS, looking on with a sigh, and Shungai Yachiru, looking on with a face full of existential doubt, stared at each other.

　After all, a lot had happened this year, and the amount of information seemed overwhelming, leaving him somewhat unable to process it all at once…

　How come there's suddenly a god-level enemy trying to exterminate humanity?

　"Sister, tell me... that information is all fake."

　Shunni Baqianliu said this, while the BOSS shook his head: "I didn't hear the first half, but they wouldn't lie to you."

　The BOSS was only halfway through the explanation given by the mermaid monster sisters, so she only heard half of what they said... but everything they said was true.

　There is no need to doubt this.

　"So, there really is a god named Moirai, who is preparing to be born into this world and then destroy humanity?"

　"At the same time, the Monster Emperor decided to stand on the side of humanity."

　"The supposedly inflexible Holy See has decided to turn all mortals into magical girls and monsters, thus prematurely killing Moirai, who requires 'human existence' to be born... Is that how it is?"

　Shunni Sanqianliu naturally nodded in agreement with his younger brother's question, which already seemed to indicate that he knew the answer: "Yes, that's it... if we only summarize the major events that affect life and death."

　Shunni Baqianliu: "..."

　Seeing her brother's silence, the older sister spoke first: "So, now that you've mastered your own source, what are your plans? Do you want to join the 22nd Group?"

　That's a good suggestion.

　"Okay, but before that, I plan to wander around Fengdu and visit a friend I met a year ago."

　As Shunni Baqianliu spoke, he patted the dirt off his robes, recalling the time he had discussed cyberpunk themes with his fellow enthusiasts outside the Fengdu Great Cemetery.

　It's time for a late-night talk!

　Chapter 742 This is a slap in the face to the Pope!

　While sitting in the Vatican restaurant, eating bread, the snow woman somehow felt as if she had traveled back in time.

　A long, long time ago, she sat facing Cong Yu like this, eating food that was hardly appealing...

　Of course, the Snow Woman wasn't saying that the food she was tasting was bad.

　All I can say is that the bread tastes a little bland, reminding her of the past when there was no salt, no sugar, no eggs, and no butter.

　I didn't mean to say the bread was bad...

　amount……

　Okay, this bread is indeed very average.

　The snow woman held a slice of bread in both hands, biting off a corner of it, and her eyes clearly conveyed that meaning.

　"..."

　With just a glance, Cong Yu knew what the Snow Woman was thinking. He chuckled and teased, "Are you thinking...?"

　"What kind of bread is this? It's amazing that we still know about this kind of bread that seems to have no sugar, milk, or butter. It's a real shame."

　"It feels like stepping back into the Warring States period. Why would I be eating this kind of food in such a high-class restaurant?"

　"Rather than gnawing on this hard, dry bread and swallowing it with a few tears, I'd rather eat some white rice."

　"so?"

　As for Cong Yu, who was acting as her mouth double, Yuki-onna looked around and noticed that everyone around her was watching the two of them.

　Of course, the people around Cong Yu probably couldn't hear Cong Yu's complaints just now... after all, Cong Yu's voice was very soft.

　Ordinary people don't have such good hearing.

　People around them looked over simply because Yuki-onna and Murasame were beautiful enough... dressed appropriately, the two were quite eye-catching in the restaurant.

　Moreover, Cong Yu is now quite famous.

　Many people recognized the King of Fengdu and made the connection that the person sitting opposite him was the King of Beidu.

　So, it can be considered as watching or observing the excitement.

　But these things were obviously irrelevant to Cong Yu. He just chuckled and spread some foie gras on the bread with his knife: "Because it was deliberately made to taste terrible... or rather, very bland."

　This is the kind of colorless and tasteless bread designed specifically to highlight the flavors of foie gras, blueberry jam, caviar, and the like.

　The taste was indeed not very good.

　"don't know."

　The snow woman spoke softly.

　Cong Yu explained simply, "Good-tasting bread is like fried rice or mixed rice, and this kind of bread is just white rice..."

　Following this analogy, Cong Yu pointed to the bread on the plate: "So, for 'white rice,' the main ingredient is 'rice-mixing sauce.'"

　"..."

　"understood."

　In response, the Snow Woman picked up a knife, carefully spread a piece of bread evenly on Congyu's face, and held it to Congyu's mouth.

　Cong Yu, however, smiled and caught it in her mouth.

　Just as the two were interacting, a haughty young girl's voice suddenly came from the other end of the restaurant: "Who do you think you are? You dare talk to us like that? I said the quality is bad, so the quality is bad!!!"

　Upon hearing the voice, Cong Yu and Xue Nu were taken aback.

　As for why?

　Because the voice belonged to both Congyu and Yuki-onna, and they were quite familiar with it... Isn't this Dente?

　I just mentioned it this morning, and then we ran into each other at the restaurant tonight.

　However, considering that this is a five-star hotel that is reasonably close to the cathedral, it is not a very low probability that we would meet here.

　The issue is……

　Why does Dente's current persona seem a bit arrogant and domineering, like a rich man's foolish son?

　Cong Yu looked over with great interest and saw a person dressed as a hotel waiter confronting Dente and Teredo.

　Selena remained seated, holding her knife and fork, looking unsure whether she should continue eating or stand up.

　"They started arguing? And they're all people you know, right?"

　The Snow Woman spoke, then put down her cutlery and watched the spectacle with Cong Yu, who nodded in confirmation.

　At that moment, Dente was furiously berating the waiter, spouting familiar villainous lines—

　"Let's not talk about the service, let's not talk about how long we booked, and the crab shells you're using! Those must be the same ones used by veterans who've served dozens of tables!"

　Dente's voice boomed through the restaurant like a thunderclap, her face filled with anger and disdain: "You're dismantling crabs, peeling them, and stuffing them back into their shells. Even if the crabs were alive, they'd want to pinch you to death! What kind of abomination are you creating?"

　Hearing Dente's words, the Snow Woman couldn't help but chuckle, then turned her head and said, "This child is quite interesting."

　Cong Yu smiled as well.

　Yes, Dente has always been an excellent comedian.

　"Does being a waiter in a five-star hotel mean you can just order guests around? And you even peeked at our legs, huh?"

　"I'm saying...do you even know who I am?"

　"I'm saying it one more time, call your lobby manager over here! Or I'll have my people smash up your store!!!"

　In response to Dente's outburst of insults and near-physical confrontation, the previously arrogant waiter immediately turned pale and began making a phone call.

　The main problem is that things have blown up, and now everyone's just watching the show.

　It's quite interesting to eat while watching the commotion.

　However, this waiter probably didn't recognize Dente, and of course wouldn't know about the already relatively unknown Teredo.

　Sister Selena wasn't wearing her nun's habit because she was going out to eat... instead, she was wearing casual clothes that looked expensive.

　Of course, she was still wearing stockings, and her chubby legs felt great.

　No wonder that waiter secretly peeked...

　After a while, the curtain was gently lifted, and a middle-aged man with a fairly elegant demeanor walked in.

　"I apologize for the unpleasant dining experience. May I ask which dish was the problem?"

　"And...Miss Dente Vermillion?"

　The fairly polite middle-aged man spoke with surprise, clearly recognizing Dente...

　Almost instantly, his back was covered in cold sweat.

　Dente and the others awaited the rest of his story...

　"..." For a moment, he had no idea what to do.

　If Dente were just the Pope's granddaughter, that would make sense, but the problem is... many people have access to the information.

　Dente's usual course and schedule are basically arranged entirely according to the standards of the "next pope".

　So, rounding up, Dente is the Pope!

　He had initially heard that some guests were causing trouble because they found something wrong with the crabs, but then he saw...

　Today, it's not just a group of guests causing trouble; it's clearly the hotel itself slapping the Pope in the face!

　“Ms. Dente, I am so sorry, our service has indeed been inadequate. We have decided…”

　Before he could finish his apology, a woman's uninhibited voice came from the other side of the quiet restaurant: "Ah... our crabs, the meat looks a bit loose, are they just ordinary crabs?"

　As they were talking, the sound of knives and forks hitting crab shells came from the other side, which made the lobby manager's anger rise up, and he immediately looked over—

　If we can't handle the Pope's granddaughter, surely we can handle an ordinary customer?!

　"Indeed, something seems very wrong."

　"The taste was just so-so..."

　"It's alright, but it's definitely not fresh enough. Either it's not fresh, or it's just like Dente and the others said."

　Cong Yu and Xue Nu, with the unbridled arrogance befitting royalty, conversed as if no one else was around, before turning their gaze to the ashen-faced lobby manager.

　……