Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

Leaning against the wall at the street corner, Gojo Satoru's eyes were closed, and he looked extremely quiet.

On the surface, he looked no different from the other passersby who were asleep on the street.

Pale, tousled hair fell across her forehead, her sunglasses tilted slightly as she "lost consciousness," and even the hand that had been supporting her forehead let go limply.

At first glance, he appears to be a weak, ordinary person who has been swept away by magic and is powerless to resist.

Of course, that's just how it appears.

The force that swept through the entire commercial street was indeed quite special.

It does not belong to the category of magical power, and its operating logic is completely different from that of magic.

Light and gentle, like an invisible tide, it bypasses the body's defenses and directly affects the mind.

Ordinary people don't even have time to notice anything unusual before their consciousness is forcibly dragged into a deep sleep.

Unfortunately, it didn't work on Gojo Satoru.

However, since everyone on the street was lying sprawled out, it would seem too out of place for him to be the only one standing there, full of energy.

and--

Gojo Satoru leaned comfortably against the wall, his eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, peeked out a crack as he observed the group of people not far away with great interest.

He was genuinely curious about how Xiao Cheng's seemingly ordinary friends planned to clean up the mess they were in.

The answer was soon revealed.

The sound of hurried footsteps approached. Sakura had just settled the collapsed Tomoyo against the wall when she ran over to check on him.

"Mr. Satoru?"

The little girl's voice was filled with self-blame and panic; she even reached out to check his breath.

Gojo Satoru calmly controlled his breathing, continuing to play the role of a dedicated passerby who had fainted.

"He's probably just asleep." Li Xiaolang glanced around warily, speaking quickly. "The people here have stable vital signs; there's no immediate danger."

Hearing this, Sakura finally breathed a sigh of relief. She crouched down and, despite the urgency of the situation, carefully straightened Gojo Satoru's askew sunglasses.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Wu," she apologized softly, "I feel like I've dragged you into this..."

Gojo Satoru secretly raised an eyebrow in his mind.

What an incredibly kind girl. Even though she didn't release the magic, she's already apologizing for the card that flew around randomly.

"Damn it, why now of all times..."

A tiny voice suddenly came from the bag that Sakura was carrying.

Immediately afterwards, the tightly closed opening of the bag began to twist violently.

A pair of short, yellow ears cautiously poked out, peering left and right, before a round head laboriously squeezed its way out.

It was a yellow rag doll, no bigger than the palm of your hand. At least, that's what it looked like.

It had a pair of tiny white wings on its back, and its tail broke free from the bag opening. After flapping its tail twice, it finally flew into the air.

"Sakura!"

The yellow doll hovered in mid-air, its face, which usually loved to stare at sweets, now unusually serious. "This isn't ordinary magical fluctuation; the source is still moving!"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

He almost couldn't help but open his eyes.

What is that?

A flying yellow plush toy?

Xiao Ke flew to a high place and looked around. After confirming that everyone on the street had lost consciousness, she felt relieved and removed her disguise.

A blinding burst of light suddenly erupted.

The puppet, originally no bigger than a palm, was engulfed by the dazzling light, its body rapidly elongating and expanding within the radiance. Huge wings unfurled behind it with a thunderous roar, creating a powerful gust of air.

As the light faded, a majestic behemoth was already perched in mid-air. Its golden eyes were sharp as blades, and its broad wings almost obscured the halo cast by the streetlights.

Gojo Satoru, who was pretending to be unconscious, fell into a brief silence.

—Flying Tiger!

His fingers, hidden under his sleeve, twitched slightly, and he almost couldn't resist taking out his phone to take a picture.

Gojo Satoru felt a little regretful.

If he had known he would be seeing this kind of performance today, he should have turned on the recording function beforehand.

Sakura was clearly used to this scene.

She carefully placed the unconscious Tomoyo against the wall, letting her lean against Gojo Satoru, then stood up and clasped her hands together in front of her chest.

A warm magic spread out from her center.

Gojo saw that the power flowing from the little girl's heart, unlike the curse power which originated from negative emotions, it was so clean that it was almost unbelievable.

It converged according to certain rules, eventually solidifying into an exquisite key in her palm.

As Sakura whispered the incantation, the key was enveloped in light and instantly transformed into a long, elegant magic wand.

The tip of the staff swept through the air, scattering a series of stardust-like specks of light.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Magical girl!

She really is a magical girl.

Not an anime on TV, nor a cosplayer you might occasionally encounter on the streets of Tokyo, but a genuine magical girl who wields a magic wand and is aided in battle by a flying tiger.

Gojo Satoru suddenly understood why Kosumi always spoke with a subtle indulgence whenever she mentioned Tomoeda Town.

If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to resist taking extra care of her.

After all, it's hard not to feel soft-hearted when a little girl like that is earnestly protecting others while waving her magic wand.

At the end of the street, the invisible, dormant magic seemed to sense the threat.

The previously evenly spread ripples suddenly contracted, transforming into a hazy mist. The mist swept swiftly along the shop windows and walls, and wherever it reached, even the streetlights seemed to be veiled in a drowsy gauze.

"There it is!"

Li Xiaolang suddenly looked up.

He had just been standing next to Sakura, but now he leaped up without hesitation, using the railing beside him for leverage, and cleared a distance of several meters.

Their movements were light and nimble, a level that ordinary students could not achieve.

Several translucent, ribbon-like strands of magic emerged from the mist and began to coil around Li Xiaolang. He twisted his body in mid-air to dodge, and as he landed, he pulled a yellow talisman from his sleeve.

The vermilion patterns on the talisman suddenly lit up.

"Here comes the Thunder Emperor!"

With a low shout, lightning bolts shot out.

The blinding lightning swept across the street, striking precisely the fog that was trying to escape.

A faint shriek echoed through the air, and the dormant magic was temporarily interrupted by lightning, surging and retreating backward.

Gojo Satoru's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, widened a little more.

Chinese magic!

He now somewhat understands why Tomoyo always likes to hold up a camera to record Sakura.

It would be a real shame not to capture this scene on film.

In just a few minutes, the flying puppet turned into a tiger, the ordinary middle school student conjured a magic wand, and the reserved and polite boy who had been walking along the way could not only fly over walls, but also summon lightning with talismans.

Xiao Cheng's friends are all so interesting.

The only thing that surprised Gojo Satoru was Yukito.

Just as the mist broke free from the lightning and suddenly turned to attack Sakura, Yukito's aura changed.

A cold, clear light suddenly shone from his body without warning.

The light was bright and dazzling, but not scorching. Instead, it was like the moonlight hanging high in the night sky, carrying a quiet and cool feeling that was far removed from the world.

Huge white wings suddenly unfolded, enveloping the snow rabbit completely.

In an instant, the snow rabbit's aura, power, and very existence underwent a complete transformation.

The once gentle and kind young man, whose smile made people unconsciously relax, disappeared in the light. When those wings slowly unfolded, another person appeared in the same spot.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down to her ankles, and her bare feet dangled gently in mid-air.

The person had a cold and aloof appearance, with eyes like a frozen pool filled with moonlight, and huge, white wings spread out behind him.

He simply raised his hand, and the moon-white light transformed into a barrier, steadily blocking Sakura's path.

Gojo Satoru was unusually silent for two seconds.

What is that?

Angel?

So, is the reason why the snow rabbit can eat so much is because there is another winged person living inside its body?