Love is not as fun as World of Warcraft

The only difference may be that the other three girls still look like high school students, but the pink-haired girl is obviously a bit off. She looks like an adult lady who was forced into this group. She can't be called a magical girl at all, right?

But on second thought, the appearance of Kitami Natsuka just made up for this point. She, the loli, and the mature woman offset each other, so wouldn't they be equivalent to two young girls?

"No, is it so popular among you to dye your hair these days?"

Shirasaka sighed. He had wanted to complain about Ichinose Kagami's long black and purple hair a long time ago. This wasn't a setting from a two-dimensional game, so why did everyone have to wear these colors?

The key point is that it seems to be very common among everyone. Aren’t they all students?

Silver hair like Jiuzhong Mozi's can be explained as being natural, but this one with the same color as the palette is a bit outrageous.

"My mother just likes purple hair, so I..."

When Ichinose Kagami heard Shirasaka say this, he realized that he was somewhat asking what he meant. After curling his temples with his fingers, he explained in a calmer tone than before.

"Come on, our association is promoting itself as a girl band, okay? How can we show our individuality without a distinctive hair color? If my mom hadn't forbidden me, I would have dyed it green long ago."

Instead, Kitami Natsuka glanced at Shirasaka with disdain, as if she was looking at some old-fashioned person, and then added an explanation.

What's wrong with dyeing your hair these days? Besides, it's a better way to conceal your identity, so what's wrong with that?

Who would have thought that these idol girls who usually play in bands are actually magical girls who save the world? This contrast is so cool!

"Okay, as long as you're happy, but you might not be a good match for Green Hair."

Shirasaka curled the corners of her mouth. It made sense for her to explain it that way. Since she was in a band, there was nothing wrong with dyeing her hair. No wonder she was so noisy when he called her before. She must have practiced music a lot on weekdays, right?

But then she thought again, she was still thinking about whether to accept Nanashiki Mio into their magical girls club. Does that mean that she also has to join the band and dye her hair a very distinctive color?

But there are really not many colors available. When Shirasaka thought of the image of Nanashiki Mio with green hair, he inexplicably felt like laughing.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I'll leave everything else to you. Come on, big brother, the hero who saves the damsel in distress. Once you've taken care of things here, if you have someone you like, I can introduce you to someone!"

Kitami Natsuka, who had just arrived at the building that served as the base of the Magical Girls' Club, raised her little fist and tried her best to cheer Shirasaka on.

Chapter 151: Xiaolan is your lifelong code name

Shirasaka packed up and then walked directly to the building which looked not very tall and was located in the suburbs of Kamihama.

I have to say Kitami Natsuka and the others are truly wealthy. Is being a magical girl some lucrative profession? They even have to build a whole building just for the headquarters?

It's really luxurious.

After saying goodbye to Kitami Natsuka and Ichinose Kagamikabe behind him, Shirasaka walked into the open door. From the outside, it looked like just an ordinary building and there didn't seem to be anything special about it.

Until Shirasaka walked in, he didn't see any other people passing by him. According to Kitami Xiaxia, since their entire magic society was under the name of a band company, there should be a lot of talented people here.

After all, this kind of company obviously has no concept of weekend rest. After all, it is a girl group, so they only have free time on weekends.

But when Shirasaka came all the way here, not to mention a passerby, even the security guards and the front desk who should have been there were empty. However, the open door meant that it was obviously still business hours.

Looking around with some doubt, Shirasaka was actually a little curious. That was because he didn't see any signs of darkness in the building when he was outside. So he was very curious about what those medicine worshippers had done.

After carefully searching the surroundings without any results, Shirasaka slowly walked towards the elevator. According to Kitami Natsuki, they usually used the fourth floor of this building as a lounge. The strange situation in the building now must be that someone is causing trouble. If they wanted to rescue people, the fourth floor must be the first place to be explored.

To Shirasaka's surprise, the elevator to the upper floors was still functioning normally. Did those guys not even bother destroying this escape route? Or were they really that confident in their own abilities?

With some doubts, Shirasaka directly pressed the elevator button leading to the upper level. No matter what the situation was, he had to go up and take a look first, right?

Besides, he was not worried about what might be in the elevator. Even if it was tampered with by someone and would take him to experience what an elevator scare was, he had the Holy Armor, so what was there to be afraid of?

As Shirasaka pressed the up button, the elevator, which had originally stopped on the fourth floor, slowly descended. As the elevator door opened, the empty interior was revealed.

Shirasaka was originally expecting that this was going to be some kind of open-door killing spree. At least there should be a few corpses placed inside to enhance the atmosphere, right?

In the end, there was nothing, which really made him feel inexplicably regretful.

Shirasaka walked into the elevator with confidence and pressed the button for the fourth floor like an ordinary person who was just here to meet someone. With a slight shake, the elevator slowly moved upwards.

Until the elevator door opened automatically, Shirasaka did not encounter any obstructions or problems, as if the building was simply empty, and everything he worried about was just his fantasy.

But when the elevator door opened and Shirasaka walked out, he sniffed and smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

Now everything is finally back to normal. When he went upstairs, he was still wondering if it was simply because Kitami Xia Xia remembered the working time wrong, which caused such a misunderstanding.

If there was a smell of blood, it meant something was wrong. Could it be that her five-colored companions were all having their periods today? Could the smell of blood be so strong?

In front of Shirasaka was a corridor, and a trail of blood extended from the end of the road to a corner in front of Shirasaka, instantly adding a bit of horror to this scene that should have been extremely normal.

But Shirasaka was like the classic fearless guy in horror movies who was the first to give himself up. He quickened his pace and walked directly to the corner where the bloodstains were. Before he could see clearly what was inside, he saw a monster with a human head and a snake body lurking on the ceiling in the corner, biting directly towards his head like a triggered mousetrap.

If it were an ordinary person, perhaps such a bite would be enough to bite off the other person's head, leaving no time for the person to react at all, but Shirasaka is not an ordinary person. Although this thing is fast, he is not unable to do anything.

He decisively took out the golden key that had been prepared long ago and stuck it between the other party's mouth to stop it from biting. Only then did Shirasaka have the time to carefully look at the guy in front of him who was obviously a monster.

A fairly pretty face was covered by black hair that looked like a mop. The upper body still looked like a sexy beauty, but the problem was that it did not have human arms, and its lower body was replaced by a snake body as thick as a python. The wet hair was even dripping down, and as it turned its head and tried to bite the key in Shirasaka's hand, the water droplets were about to splash onto him.

After seeing the opponent's appearance clearly, Shirasaka naturally found the opponent's name in his memory. It must be said that this thing is still very recognizable, mainly because of its abstract attacking midfielder and movements in the game, which can always attack him from some unexpected positions, making it difficult not to remember it.

"Nu Nu, but why are there only monsters and no Changan?"

Shirasaka looked at her with some confusion. With his current speed and strength, he could easily smash her head with a key when she got close to him, but firstly, the timing of this thing appearing was a bit strange, and secondly, the position was also a bit abnormal.

The blood of a monster like Nunu is black, but the smell in the air is obviously something that only humans have.

After pushing back the attack of the wet girl with force, Shirasaka turned sideways and saw a girl behind the wet girl who seemed to have fainted.

Well, from the light blue hair, you can tell that I found the target as soon as I came in.

1/4 of the mission completed.

"Sister, I'm a friend of your master's friend, a completely friendly unit, so please don't mess with me."

Putting away the key in his hand, Baisaka grabbed the head of the nun who was trying to continue flying towards him. The good thing about this humanoid monster was that it had a neck to grab, making it much easier to communicate with it.

Since the one behind it is one of those magical girls, then this thing is obviously not an ordinary monster. It is most likely the guardian spirit of the blue-haired creature. Since they are all on the same side, if it is killed with a stick, then the blue-haired creature will definitely come after me to fight with me afterwards.

But this wet girl obviously had no way of understanding Shirasaka's words, and there was no such thing as a friendly unit. Even though Shirasaka had grabbed her neck, she still struggled, twisting her lower body like a python, trying to wrap herself around Shirasaka and strangle him.

"As expected, there's no point talking to monsters. The same goes for guardian spirits."

With a sigh of regret, Shirasaka had no choice but to let the creature sleep, which immediately made it quiet down.

After putting down the limp Nunu, Shirasaka finally had the chance to approach the blue-haired girl who was still in a coma.

The blood was obviously flowing from her arm, but fortunately it was not a fatal injury. She looked more like she had fallen into a coma due to exhaustion. To be honest, her condition might not be as serious as Kitami Xia Xia's.

This time, Shirasaka didn't pour the liquid from the bottle directly into her mouth like he did before. After all, he wasn't familiar with her, so there was no need to be so extravagant. The supplies in his magic bottle were not free.

Well, it seems to be free, but that doesn't matter.

After casually pouring a bottle of ordinary well water into the unconscious girl's mouth, Shirasaka patted her little face and woke the unconscious girl up.

The pain on her face and the effect of the well water made the already weak girl slowly open her eyes, and the first name she called out was Kitami Natsuka.

"President Kitami, save..."

"Ok?"

It was not until she saw clearly that the person standing in front of her was a tall figure, and not the petite loli president she was familiar with, that a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the blue-haired girl. She obviously didn't know what was going on.

"Don't worry, your president is fine. I was sent here by her to help. Just call me Shirasaka. Could you tell me what the situation is like here?"

After simply comforting the girl and giving a brief self-introduction, Shirasaka looked at the girl and asked her the most crucial question.

He was now worried about what would happen if those so-called medicine worshippers ran away. Who would then make up for his lack of experience?

As for other things, he didn't care much about them. They were just small problems that could be ignored.

"Shirasaka? Hello, my name is Kurokawa..."

"Well, let's get to the point. I'll just call you Little Blue. What about the other Little Pink, Little Red, and Little Yellow?"

Shirasaka interrupted the other person's self-introduction. There was no point in remembering these names. It would be simpler and clearer to just call out their hair color. He was more concerned about where the others had gone.

"Ah? Oh yeah, the others! They should still be dealing with those medicine worshippers. I have to contact the people outside for help, otherwise they will be in danger!"

The girl finally woke up from her coma and forced herself to stand up, her tone filled with impatience as if she was about to cry.

Chapter 152: So confident?

The girl, nicknamed Xiaolan by Shirasaka, hurriedly pulled Shirasaka's hand and was about to stand up. She was about to pull Shirasaka towards the elevator, but when she pulled hard, she found that the boy in front of her was not moved at all.

"What kind of reinforcements can we expect? Those Yin Yang Masters can't even protect themselves. I am the reinforcements your boss has invited. You just need to tell me what happened here, whether those who attacked you are still here, and where they are."

Shirasaka made it clear that he was the so-called rescuer. He pointed his finger at his chest and then signaled Xiaolan to calm down and explain the specific situation first.

"Ah? You? Are you alone?"

Xiao Lan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Baisaka carefully, and after confirming that he was alone behind him, he looked at him with a questioning look, obviously unable to accept the fact that he said that he was the reinforcement.

After all, she didn't feel any fluctuations of ability from Shirasaka, let alone the spiritual power unique to the Onmyoji, she didn't even see a yellow talisman.

You still want to challenge those medicine worshippers? Isn't this a bit too foolish?

"Oh, I'm too lazy to explain it to you, just watch it."

Shirasaka originally wanted to say that one cannot judge a book by its cover, but when he heard a faint sound of footsteps behind him, he shook his head and decided to tell the other party his identity with facts.

With a decisive turn, he left the corner. As soon as Shirasaka went out, he bumped into two men who were tiptoeing towards him. From their arms and claws that had transformed into the appearance of monsters, Shirasaka confirmed that they were medicine worshippers.

There is nothing much to say about the rest. It's just a traitor. That's all.

Without any hesitation, relying on his speed and reaction which were more than twice as fast as his opponent's, Shirasaka directly took out the AR rifle he had just seized from his backpack, pulled the safety, and pulled the trigger directly at the two men.

What era is this? Still resorting to close combat? Shirasaka wasn't sure if firearms would be effective against monsters, but against humans, this thing would always be a difficult hurdle to overcome.

After all, not everyone has the same abnormal physical fitness as him, and he can also ensure that he will only lose blood if he is shot.

If a person is killed, he dies. If a person is shot, he is killed.

A burst of rapid gunfire rang out, and the two Medicine Worshipers who were originally preparing for a sneak attack fell to the ground without even being able to scream, becoming two bodies that had been beaten to pieces.

Shirasaka hasn't learned much about shooting, but that doesn't stop him from pulling the trigger. As for how to control the constantly moving muzzle, his strength and intelligence are no pushovers. Even if he can't hit the target from a hundred paces away, he has no problem controlling the muzzle to focus.

This is a corridor, and Shirasaka doesn't need to predict. The AR can still fire continuously, and he can shoot forward with his eyes closed, which is enough to kill those two people.

I really didn't expect that something like this would appear around the corner. The two medicine worshippers had no idea what was going on until they died. How did they suddenly end up on the set of Counter-Strike and be poke around the corner?

Is there any law here? This isn't the Middle East!

As for Xiaolan on the side, his mouth opened wide. It turned out that the savior that Shirasaka mentioned was the gun in his hand. It must be said that this thing has good suppression ability, but can it really deal with those insidious medicine worshippers and the monsters they control?

"Now you believe that I am the one who was asked to help, right? Do you need any other proof?"

He blew on the smoking muzzle. If he hadn't run out of bullets, Shirasaka would have fired another round. This thing really needs to be handled in person to experience the pleasure. No wonder no man can resist the temptation of playing with a gun.

It's a pity that the power is still a little lacking, and its lethality against creatures like monsters is obviously not enough.

"No, if we just rely on this... I think it would be better to contact the president first."

A trace of confusion flashed across Xiaolan's face, but she still wanted to insist on pulling Kitami Xia Xia in together.

"What's the point of calling her? Aren't these guys using Constant Animation? How did you escape? And your guardian spirit is still lying there, why don't you comfort it?"

Shirasaka didn't understand why she had to look for Kitami Natsuka. Wasn't it obvious that she didn't trust him? Besides, even if she really came, what would it matter? They were all magical girls. They would be in the dark.

Pointing at the Nunv beside him, the sleeping time had passed. The Nunv who had woken up again seemed to be because her master was awake. She did not continue to attack Shirasaka, but kept baring her teeth and roaring at him, as if she regarded him as a threat.

"Nu Nu is still somewhat resistant to Chang An, and there are many medicine worshippers inside now. If we don't bring the president along and rely solely on you, are you really sure you can handle them all?"

A trace of confusion appeared on Xiaolan's face, and then she looked at the AR in Shirasaka's hand before continuing to explain to him.

Guns are powerful, but there are monsters controlled by the medicine worshiper. If we rely solely on this, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning.

"Don't worry, this is only part of the strength I have demonstrated. Just lead the way, and leave the rest to me. I will ensure that nothing will happen to you and your companions."

Shirasaka patted the blue-haired girl on the shoulder, then added simply as if he had thought of something.

"If that doesn't work, why don't you just tell me the situation here and where your other companions are being held. Then you can go down and find your president. Whatever you do after that is your own business."

She pointed to the elevator nearby. There was no permanent dark coverage nearby, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to go down alone. It was only a few steps away. When she met Kitami Xia Xia, she would naturally know what to do.

And for Shirasaka, not having to carry around a burden is actually a good thing.

"The president is down there? He just hasn't come up yet?"

After hearing what Shirasaka said, Xiaolan was obviously stunned. She had thought about a lot of things, but she never expected that Kitami Xia Xia was actually downstairs. However, she still only let Shirasaka come up alone. Could it be that she was so confident that the young man in front of her could really handle everything that happened here?

"Why don't you just go down and take a look yourself?"

After searching the two bodies and making sure that there was nothing left, Shirasaka shrugged and replied to her helplessly.

Believe it or not, he just came here to see Tutu, and saving people is just a by-product. If it really doesn't work, just keep rushing in and it will be over. Anyway, he is invincible, so he will definitely not be killed by rushing in.