Teacher, I am actually a villain magical girl

One is being criticized by the teacher, the other is saving the world as a magical girl. Comparing these two things, anyone would choose the latter.

Just like she felt wronged when she was criticized by Teacher Haibara.

Kirishima Ai lowered her head, buried it in her knees, and said with a somewhat gloomy expression:

"I was clearly helping others... fighting hard, but the teacher said that to me. This is too strange..."

Every time a strange person appears, she is usually the first one to rush to the scene. If she is a little late, someone might get hurt.

Although she did all this voluntarily and everyone was thanking the magical girl Yin Yu, in reality, she sometimes inevitably felt a little sad and aggrieved.

The gray-haired woman didn't say anything, but just held the half-drunk bottle of wine. Her long gray curly hair fell from her forehead to the ground, making it impossible to see her expression.

She gulped down a few sips, then wiped her mouth and handed the bottle to Kirishima Ai.

"Bad things like this often happen in life. At times like this, if you drink a little, you'll forget all the bad things..."

The gray-haired woman laughed drunkenly, then suddenly slapped her head:

"Oh yeah...you're a minor."

She quickly took back the bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

This woman is really strange.

He is obviously a teacher, but he was drinking alone in a place like this and got so drunk.

"How can I comfort you if you can't drink... By the way, come here for a moment."

She put the empty bottle of wine aside and looked at Kirishima Ai.

What is this woman going to do this time...

Kirishima Ai hesitated for a moment, then tentatively moved a little closer.

Soon, she was embraced by a cold and slender hand and pulled into the other's arms, with her chin resting on the other's exposed shoulder. She could smell the smell of alcohol and the indescribable scent of a mature woman.

It’s hard to say whether it smells good or not, but she is a little intoxicated by the smell.

She was held tenderly in the woman's arms, and she said:

"Are you comforted by this? Are you feeling better?"

The gray-haired woman's embrace was a little cold, but after being hugged for a while, it felt very warm.

Kirishima Ai leaned against her neck, stunned for a moment, but did not struggle to break free.

It was actually a bit absurd to be hugged by a strange woman like this.

But the other person is drunk now, so if I act a little bit willful, it shouldn't be a big deal.

The previous gloomy mood was somewhat swept away by this hug.

"…………"

Kirishima's face turned a little red and she nodded silently.

This gray-haired teacher, although a little strange, is very gentle.

Just like an angel...

In the quiet material room, the two hugged each other for a while, and the gray-haired woman suddenly said softly:

"It seems like the alcohol is wearing off..."

For some reason, when she said this, the gray-haired woman showed sadness for the first time.

Kirishima Ai felt a little strange, but she still came out of her arms and looked at the gray-haired woman.

"The feeling of being drunk always goes away quickly... it's a headache."

The woman seemed a little more sober than before.

She touched her messy gray hair, then stood up and looked towards the door:

"It's late now, you should leave."

Kirishima Ai blinked and thought about how long she had just been talking.

It should be very late outside. Although she is the only one at home, it is not safe to walk at night. She should go back first.

After chatting with the gray-haired teacher for so long, her originally depressed mood improved a lot.

So let’s say goodbye for now today.

"Please...Excuse me..."

Kirishima Ai wanted to ask the gray-haired woman if she could come to see her again next time she was in a bad mood.

But when she looked up, the gray-haired woman was gone.

The dim material room was empty and quiet, with only various sundries filling the space. The door was half open and swaying, but the gray-haired woman was gone, and she left without leaving any sound or trace.

Kirishima Ai was still sitting on the ground, her legs resting against her chest a little uneasily, and there were creases on her clothes that had not yet fallen back from the hug.

"…………"

Kirishima Ai was stunned for a moment.

Everything that just happened was like a dream, and that gentle angel teacher seemed to have never existed.

Did she just hallucinate?

but……

Her gaze fell back to where the gray-haired woman first appeared.

There were still some wine bottles on the ground, and there were also bottles with empty alcohol lamps on the table.

She touched her lips.

It seems that I can still feel the softness and warmth from before.

This shouldn't be a dream, right?

It was clearly the woman who was drinking, but she looked like she was drunk.

With some confusion, she stood up from the ground, slowly walked to the table, and picked up the alcohol lamp.

Kirishima Ai stroked it slightly, then walked out of the material room.

I hope... I can see that teacher again next time.

She walked out of the material room with the alcohol lamp and closed the door gently. However, soon after she came out, she heard footsteps.

Kirishima Ai tilted her head slightly and saw a figure in the corridor.

At first, she was somewhat happy, thinking that it must be Miss Angel who had not gone far, but after a closer look, she found that it was someone she did not want to see.

She was a woman wearing glasses and looking a little gloomy, with a pale face and a cold expression.

It was her homeroom teacher, Ms. Huihara.

"........."

Kirishima Ai stopped where she was and looked at Teacher Haibara from a distance.

Her clothes seemed a little messy, so she was buttoning up her chest. After she put her clothes in order, she looked at Kirishima Ai and said calmly:

“Kirishima-san, you haven’t come home yet at this hour?”

Her tone was as cold as ever.

"Yes... I'm getting the alcohol lamp for tomorrow's chemistry class."

Kirishima Ai lowered her head and explained.

"Really? Then take it now and go home quickly."

Teacher Huihara looked at the dark sky outside the window and said casually, then took out the key from her pocket and prepared to lock the material room.

Kirishima Ai didn't want to stay with Teacher Haibara for too long, so after a simple goodbye, she was about to leave.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but when Teacher Huihara approached, she smelled a faint smell of alcohol.

But Mr. Haibara doesn't look like he's been drinking.

Maybe it was because she had just spent too much time with the gray-haired teacher, so she always smelled alcohol.

Kirishima Ai didn't care and just left.

While thinking:

next time……

When can I see that person again?

The setting sun finally set. In the twilight sky, gray clouds enveloped the city and concealed the moonlight. On the empty streets, only the lights remained on, waiting to illuminate passers-by.

Kirishima Ai pushed and pulled her bicycle alone, leaving a long, lonely shadow on the city streets.

Chapter 5 Traditional Performing Arts

In a dark corner of Fengyuan City, thorns spread quietly, like stains dropped into water and spreading, extending unnoticed to the busy streets, like a tip of an iceberg emerging from the water.

An inconspicuous, gloomy woman wearing glasses walked out of the crowd, quietly stepped into the alley, and then walked deeper and deeper. At the end of the alley, one could see several thick thorns extending from an open door.

She casually lifted her foot, stepped over the thorns, and slowly walked into the empty room covered with thorns.

And in the center of the dim room was a strange man covered in thorns.

Compared to before, its mask was even more shattered, and even its face was covered by countless thin thorns, and on its body, countless thorns were dancing uncontrollably like snakes.

The end of the thorn cracked open, revealing densely packed sharp teeth, from which came a cold "hissing" sound.

"It looks like it's almost integrated."

Huibara raised her glasses with one finger and said calmly.

The Thorn Man twisted his stiff body and said in a hollow and painful voice:

"What exactly is the crystal you gave me? It's not a flower crystal at all..."

There are four types of mature monsters.

Flowers, birds, wind and moon.

The Thorn Monster is a flower-type monster, and the color of its crystals is rose red.

But a few days ago, the crystals that this woman gave it were dark green.

But it clearly felt the element of "flower" from the crystal, and was attracted to it, uncontrollably absorbing the power in the crystal.

Now, after absorbing the crystal, the power in its body ran wild, and the thorns all over its body seemed to have their own consciousness and life, turning into a snake-like monster, and began to gradually transform it into a zombie-like puppet.

"Oh, you mean the crystal?"

Huibara casually stretched out a slender finger to hook a living thorn.

The thorn snake immediately closed its fang-filled mouth and rubbed her fingertips gently like a well-behaved little snake.

"This is a crystal called 'Snake'. It's a magic that belongs only to me. It's very interesting, isn't it?"

This was also the knowledge she gained from the magical girl's memory.

The fifth type of magic crystal beyond flowers, birds, wind and moon was named "snake" by the magical girl.

Although it is the fifth type, this type of crystal can be absorbed by any other type of monster and transformed into a new type of special monster.

As for whether this change was what the weirdo wanted, it had nothing to do with her.

The thorn monster was still trembling, and seemed to want to say something, but soon his pale mask was completely covered by thorns, and he turned into a wriggling green snake mass.

Next, the only thing left for this weirdo was the instinct of desire.

…………

Weekends are the days when Kirishima Ai does odd jobs. This week, she works as a waitress in a convenience store. She was skillfully demagnetizing items handed to her by customers, and then she heard a commotion coming from outside the store.