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

After the treatment ended, Xingyu leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and felt her magic power recover.

Tang Ming stood up and glanced at the other person strangely. She had almost killed him but then healed him. He couldn't understand what this girl was thinking.

Besides that, he blamed himself more for his weak strength, for being completely powerless against the enemy, and for the fact that these missions had been extremely dangerous, and that he almost lost his life without the help of his seniors.

Tang Ming secretly made up his mind to find other opportunities to quickly improve his heterogeneity. For the sake of his goals, he might have to go to more dangerous places.

Unaware that the Void Beast beside her was staring at her, Xingyu was lost in a thousand thoughts.

She was even more worried about her own magical projection, and she had to carefully manage every drop of magic she had left. This building was not only in an endless loop, but it was also absorbing her magic, albeit very weakly. Xingyu didn't know where this imperceptible suction came from.

In the worst-case scenario, her transformation will be unsustainable, and she will revert to her normal body.

With an ordinary woman's body, she would be in extraordinary danger.

Xingyu opened her eyes and stared at Tang Ming.

"I don't know if this counts as an illusion, and I don't know what your true form is. The owner of this illusion knows that magical girls and virtual beasts are mortal enemies, but I don't want to be led by the nose and make a grave mistake."

What she didn't say was that the virtual beast in front of her always gave her a sense of familiarity, but when she compared it with each of her comrades, she couldn't find that familiarity.

"If you can understand... let's coexist peacefully and figure out a way to get out together."

Xingyu spoke softly, her calm tone making it unclear whether she was speaking to the Void Beast or talking to herself.

Tang Ming did understand, and after pondering these seemingly random words for a while, he couldn't help but chuckle.

I never expected Xingyu to think that way. So, the reason she saved me earlier was because she suspected I was a character from an illusion, and that I might hurt someone important to her in reality. This little girl has quite a vivid imagination...

Tang Ming couldn't say the other party was wrong; this illusion was very likely constructed from his memories, but he certainly couldn't explain it.

At least for Xingyu, his current idea is entirely beneficial.

Tang Ming nodded subconsciously, indicating his agreement with Xing Yu's suggestion.

Xingyu's eye twitched, and she tilted her head: "Seriously? You actually understand that?"

...Tang Ming continued to play dumb, staring blankly at Xing Yu without moving.

"Alright, let's continue exploring."

……

They walked back and forth countless times, one after the other, from the top floor of the elevator to the second basement level. When the elevator doors opened, it was still the 18th floor.

The same applies to stairs.

The surrounding area, which had been in ruins, disappeared after I left, as if the crumbling load-bearing walls had never existed.

As time continued to pass, the two gradually lost their sense of time and place.

Tang Ming withdrew his fist in frustration. He also imitated Xing Yu, using violence to destroy everything in front of him, and even tried to jump down the elevator shaft. In the end, the two of them stood silently in front of the prominent 18.

When he was buying a house before, he scoffed when he heard people say that the number 18 was unlucky.

Now it seems that this building is like the 18th level of hell, imprisoning them here.

"What exactly do you want to do? What kind of skill is it to cower and hide like this!"

Xingyu suddenly roared at her surroundings, her gaze sweeping over every direction. She could feel countless eyes secretly watching her.

It was disgusting and awkward, but as she tried to feel it more carefully, all eyes disappeared.

Tang Ming pondered whether there was any formation or vital point involved, but he was too familiar with this building. Everything was arranged exactly as he remembered it, and he couldn't find any problems with it.

They had searched almost everything, but found nothing; now only one place remained.

1801, in their home.

During his previous explorations, Tang Ming subconsciously avoided looking at his own family.

If this was an illusion, he didn't know what he would see after opening the door. What puzzled him was that Xingyu hadn't made any move to break down the door after walking back and forth for so long.

The two maintained their tacit understanding and thoroughly searched every other place, eventually standing at the door of 1801.

Tang Ming looked at Xing Yu, who then gestured for him to smash the door open.

Bang! The heavy security door slammed onto the ground. It was the first time Tang Ming had ever smashed his own door, and he had mixed feelings about it.

Upon entering the room, the interior decoration and furnishings were exactly the same as I remembered.

"This is too realistic. Is it an illusion created by stealing my memories?"

Tang Ming and Xing Yu became increasingly convinced of this viewpoint.

Xingyu walked to the dining table and carefully searched the bookshelf. Tang Ming, on the other hand, simply found a spot on the sofa, sat down, and looked around "his" home.

There were several stacks of comic books in front of the TV cabinet, which he had randomly picked out when he and Lin Ruoyu went to the bookstore a month ago.

He hardly ever read any of the books he bought, except for one book, which he spent two hours reading before putting it back on the bookshelf.

Logically speaking, this comic book shouldn't be placed with other new books like it is now. Tang Ming held the comic book in his hand and examined it carefully from front to back.

Is this a loophole in my memory?

Tang Ming turned to look at Xing Yu, his eyes suddenly narrowing. The other person walked to the side, stood on tiptoe, and took down the photo frame from the platform. In the photo, two people dressed in wedding attire sat on the beach, gazing at each other with undisguised sweetness in their eyes.

He stood up and walked to Xingyu's side. The other person immediately turned around alertly, looking at him while holding the photo frame in her hands.

Tang Ming coughed and dared not take another step forward.

He was worried that the photo frame would focus on his own face among the two images. He still remembered that photo; it was supposedly a memento from when he and his wife took their wedding photos a year ago.

Tang Ming had no memory of Lin Ruoyu from the past. The sweetness in the photos made him feel unfamiliar. In addition, Lin Ruoyu didn't care much about these photos. So the photo frame was moved from in front of the TV to the high table in the restaurant.

Xingyu actually found the photo frame while searching. Tang Ming was a little uneasy and didn't dare to force it to be examined.

If it really is his face, the other party only needs to search the population information of Fangzhou City in the Demon Department, and his identity will be immediately exposed.

Xingyu glanced at him curiously, frowning, and asked, "Did you find something?"

Tang Ming pointed to a stack of books in front of the TV cabinet. Xing Yu followed him to the TV with some doubt, picked up a comic book, and sighed in exasperation.

"This is what you found... Can you read comics? You can sit there if you're bored."

After saying that, Xingyu pointed to the sofa and used her childish sign language to gesture to Tang Ming that it meant "sleep," hoping that the virtual beast could understand.

Tang Ming was full of questions. This magical girl was surprisingly silly, and she was getting further and further away from the intelligent and elegant demeanor she displayed on television.

Watching the other person casually throw the book in their hand on the ground and then stroll into the bedroom, Tang Ming couldn't help but chuckle.

He was only wasting time pretending to be stupid because he couldn't beat his opponent. If he could hold onto the magical girl hammer, he would have taught his opponent a lesson and forced him to follow his orders.

After Xingyu entered the room, Tang Ming casually walked into the dining room and flipped over the photos that were face down on the table.

Just as he expected... Tang Ming and Lin Ruoyu's faces were clearly imprinted on it, just like in reality.

Tang Ming sighed. This illusion was clearly aimed at him; only he would know the details from the comic book earlier…

As a powerful magical girl, Hoshino had no way to break the illusion, and Tang Ming was also unable, and even less able, to tell her about his discovery.

To break free from this cage—

I can only rely on myself now.