My wife is a magical girl, how can I be the villain?

"So... I have to step up my game and then I'll just 'take care' of him and make him look down on me!" Xingyu said with a determined look in her eyes.

"Are we able to manage? The New Human Order's affairs, the anti-demon guild and city defense... Aurora's autograph session has been delayed for weeks."

As Wu Shao uttered each word, Xing Yu lowered her head again, the words she had just raised.

Seeing that Xingyu was a little down, Xun couldn't help but say, "There's no need to be discouraged. Now that you have Ye Jingjing, things won't be as tight as before."

"Oh, right..." Xingyu's eyes lit up as she looked at Ye Jingjing with delight. "But, wouldn't this be considered employing child laborers?"

"Theoretically speaking... if we don't pay wages, it doesn't count," Wu Shao analyzed, stroking her chin, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Can I...can I have some?" Ye Jingjing looked around at the seniors and stammered.

"Pfft! Don't worry, magical girls don't work for nothing, they'll get everything they're supposed to!" Usho laughed loudly.

"Xiao Ye, I'll call you that from now on," Xing Yu said gently. "This is our base. I've already sent you the address. You can come anytime. You can use everything here, whether it's for meals or rest."

"Kaoru, Kaoru-senpai has always lived here. This is actually her house... We each have our own homes, so if you don't understand anything here, you can ask her."

Hearing Xingyu introduce Ye Jingjing, Xunfeng tilted her head, smiled, and nodded, but didn't say anything.

"Okay, thank you, senior."

Ye Jingjing hesitated for a moment, then asked with concern, "So... do I have to pay money for this base every month?"

"What money do you need to pay?" Xingyu was taken aback.

"It's like class fees...eating and drinking all cost money, right? And magical girls don't get any reward for fighting void beasts..." Ye Jingjing explained.

"Well, the official channels do offer compensation... but we don't want to get too involved with them. Don't worry about paying money, we have ways to make money."

After saying that, the group stood up and pulled Ye Jingjing up to the attic.

In an empty room, there were several iron racks covered with dresses. Ye Jingjing looked closely and saw that there were only four styles, but hundreds of dresses were stacked together.

"This...is what you're wearing?"

Wu Zhao nodded. "These are magical girl transformation costumes. We've gone through dozens of attempts to make this many!"

Hoshino smiled helplessly, "This way we can sell them as individual merchandise. Some of the special materials on them can even be removed and sold separately..."

Ye Jingjing opened her mouth, utterly shocked by the pile of magical clothes in front of her.

"Are all those cosplay outfits I see online sold by experienced cosplayers?"

Xunfeng shook his head slightly, "Actually, there aren't many. These are all 1:1 'original genuine products.' Ever since your sister Qianghong discovered this channel, she has made and sold several thousand pieces."

"Several, several thousand pieces?" Ye Jingjing recalled her experiment that morning. Sure enough, the senior was the senior; she had already discovered this trick long ago.

"So these clothes that I transform into really won't disappear?" Ye Jingjing asked.

"It seems unlikely at the moment. We've been selling through commercial events, and apart from a few nitpickers, basically no one has given us bad reviews," Wu Shao said, patting his chest confidently.

"After all, this is a 'true' magical product, so there can't be any problems with its quality," Xunfeng said calmly.

Since Wushao and the others refused to get involved with the authorities or reveal their identities, the magical girls of Fangzhou City have embarked on a new "path to wealth".

Unlike the magical girls in other cities who are almost entirely supported by the government, Hoshino Uso and her friends rely entirely on performances, autograph sessions, and merchandise sales to earn money...

Although going from being a "staff member" to a "small vendor" felt much lower-class, they were no longer constrained by the Anti-Demon Department. With Kaoru's funds and family connections to manage the company's processes, they lived quite comfortably.

"Now that we have Jingjing, the yield should be even higher, right?" Wushao said, hands on her hips.

"Her current strength and soul are still too weak. She will be unable to withstand it after transforming a few times, so let's not rush it."

Xingyu scrutinized Ye Jingjing for a while, then shook her head. "I'll go in and get a few dozen pieces first. Xun, you continue to liaise with the agency."

"Okay, Ye Jingjing, come down with me." Xunfeng nodded, knowing that it wasn't appropriate for her to know his true form yet, and led Ye Jingjing down from the attic.

"Then I'll go down too!" Wushao followed behind, ready to slip away.

Xingyu reached out and grabbed him.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm not leaving... Am I supposed to just stand here and watch you keep taking off your clothes?" Wu Shao exclaimed in a fuss.

"Sis! You really are my sis! Who would change their identity in front of you... We're in the same group, and your clothes sell better than mine. Shouldn't we work together for our careers?"

Xingyu was annoyed by Wushao's feigned ignorance in front of her, and she forcefully pulled him back into the room from the stairwell.

"Wow! Some women are making their sisters sell their bodies to please their men!" Wushao said, letting Xingyu drag her along as she rambled on.

"????"

Xunfeng and Ye Jingjing downstairs both heard it. Xunfeng shook her head expressionlessly and took out her phone to search for her contact.

Ye Jingjing had a strange fantasy in her mind: Senior Xingyu happily transferring all the money Senior Wushao had earned to her man in a sweet, intimate scene...

Senior Xingyu wouldn't do something so sinful, would he...? Ye Jingjing had a very good impression of Senior Wushao, and subconsciously began to imagine Xingyu's evil smile.

Upstairs, Xingyu covered Wushao's mouth, her face puffed up with anger. "You! What did you say?"

"Isn't it because you wanted to earn more money that you dragged me into this manual labor?" Wu Shao looked innocent.

"This is also for the sake of the team's funds...it's not entirely for me..." Xingyu explained.

"I can't stand you. I wanted to slack off a bit, but the pressure of constantly transforming is really immense. Last time I did this... I felt nauseous all over, and all five senses were jumbled up."

Wu Shao lazily picked up one of her own dresses from the clothes hanger.

"I'm also wondering why mine sold the best, since you're clearly the most popular, not only are you the lead singer, but you're also very talented..."

"Perhaps... yours is more wearable, more suitable for everyday wear?" Xingyu tilted her head, looking at Wushao's outfit.

She wore a green dress, the fabric of which was light yet durable. The dress had a simple design and smooth lines. Although it was not overly decorated, it inadvertently created a unique and elegant atmosphere.

The upper body is a tight-fitting long-sleeved shirt with delicate lace trim at the collar, which complements the emerald green hem.

A thin, dark green belt was tied around her waist, not too tight, and tied into a wide butterfly shape that fell behind her waist. Combined with her cool and aloof face, it exuded a cold and stern beauty.

Of course, this is based on the premise that Wushao pays attention to her image when she is out in public...

"Don't let my joking around fool you, my fans think I'm asexual!" Wu Shaomao caressed the soft, delicate green fabric with his hands and then hung it back on the hanger.

"On the contrary, Xingyu, your clothes are too grand and the color is too bright. They're not really suitable for everyday wear... You have a small waist and a big chest, so the size is a bit too tight." Wushao pinched her chin and gave Xingyu a critique.

Xingyu twitched, glared at her, and then fell silent.

"Do you think it's possible that what we're doing is a bit perverted, like selling our own clothes..." Wu Shao said seriously.

"These clothes weren't bought by me... so they don't belong to me, right?" Xingyu argued.

Actually, when Qiang Hong proposed this bold idea, she felt it was a bit strange, but there aren't many ways to make money without any risk and without breaking the law, so she agreed.

As expected, Wushao continued, "But we've all done it... Imagine this scenario: at a sales event, someone wants to buy a cosplay outfit, we take the money, bow, then take off our outer garment and hand it to them, finally thanking them for coming again."

"Hmm, there's a slightly eerie feeling..."

"Can you please stop making assumptions, especially with such specifics? It's making me want to quit..."

Xingyu sighed softly, looking at the other person with a sense of utter despair.

After Wu Shao said that, she even felt that the space in the attic was exuding an aura of "mass orgies," and she got goosebumps all over her body.

"Hey, don't! I was just making this up. These are magical clothes, they practically just appeared out of thin air, don't worry about it!"

Wu Shao had only intended to tease Xing Yu, otherwise she would have been unwilling to be dragged into doing hard labor. Now that she saw that Xing Yu was as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly, she felt much better and turned around to recruit Xing Yu "into the group".

"Do you still want to make money? Don't you want a raise from your current salary of 3,000? You don't want any more family conflicts, do you?"

Wu Shao embraced Xing Yu and coaxed her gently. Her eloquence was indeed remarkable. Just now, she had frightened Xing Yu so much that her whole body went numb. Now, she was like a strange woman seducing a "good girl".

Xingyu originally thought she was doing something very ordinary... but in her best friend's words, it was as if she was going to pay some irreparable price.

"Wu Shao, I give up." Xing Yu was on the verge of tears.