Starting with "The Demonic Cultivation," I had no choice but to pretend to be a magical gi

That's just how the world is; no one can resist magical girls.

Old Wang is still contributing.

"Look at you guys, huh? It's just a preliminary selection, right? It's not like we won't get a break once it officially starts, but it hasn't even started yet and you're all already getting restless."

"Alright, alright, I've approved the leave. Anyway, you bunch of little brats, your bodies are in the classroom but your minds are elsewhere. But Gu Yun, I know you usually like to tinker with magical girl merchandise, and you've read a ton of artbooks. You can go watch the fun, but don't get involved and be careful."

Gu Yun listened to the voice message and couldn't help but smile slightly.

He could clearly hear other teachers talking in the background.

"Teacher Wang, how many students in your class haven't asked for leave yet? I've already dismissed almost all of them. We had planned to go shopping in the mall after the children left."

"Ahem, Ms. Lu, Ms. Wang is sending messages to her students, please keep your voice down..."

By the way, Lao Wang is actually a mature and sophisticated woman, but unfortunately, her temper is enough to suppress everything, making people completely ignore her appearance.

"Thank you, teacher. I will be careful."

Gu Yun replied obediently, then silenced his phone, stood up, and walked to the window.

In the distance, the massive Iris Stadium was already showing its outline in the morning light, with all kinds of lights ready, creating light pollution that was hard to ignore even in broad daylight.

Since it's already the last day and we've prepared everything we need to, there's no point in locking ourselves in the dark room any longer.

Why not go out for a walk, clear your mind, and experience this atmosphere?

The more people there are, the easier it is to take advantage of the situation.

Gu Yun changed into an inconspicuous hoodie, grabbed a shoulder bag, and went out with his hands in his pockets.

By this time, Huacheng was already quite lively.

The once spacious pedestrian street is now as congested as a subway can during rush hour, with a dense crowd of people everywhere you look. Even next to the trash cans, there are a few backpackers eating bread.

Many people were dragging suitcases, clearly having just arrived from out of town. The shop owners around were all smiles, with lemonade that usually cost 10 yuan a cup now selling for 20 yuan, and there was even a sense of supply falling short of demand.

The large screens on the street played high-energy montages of the auditions from recent years on a loop, with cheers erupting from time to time. Just watching it was enough to get you caught up in the atmosphere.

"Tsk."

Even the nightingale, who was originally underwater repairing her golden core, couldn't hold back and surfaced.

"Look at this commotion. It's just choosing a few magical girls, why make such a big deal out of it?"

His tone was sour, like someone who was sour grapes.

"Back in my day, even the auditions didn't have this kind of spectacle. It's truly getting worse every year, changing so quickly. I think the Magical Girl Association is doomed sooner or later."

Gu Yun almost lost his composure when he heard that shout.

Although, in a sense, it's probably just routine for the demonic cultivators to curse the Magical Girls Association every day, saying it will be destroyed sooner or later?

Gu Yun secretly slandered him, but he wouldn't show it; he would just silently complain.

"That's actually quite normal. Things are valued for their rarity. How many magical girls debut in Kyushu every year?"

He drifted slowly forward with the flow of the crowd, his gaze aimlessly sweeping across his surroundings.

"In the thirty-six cities of Kyushu, each major city only has four spots for magical girls to debut each year. Even if you include the additional matches in the revival tournament, the total number is only five."

Gu Yun stretched out his palm and squinted at the sunlight.

"As one of the thirty-six cities, Huacheng attracts countless people every year vying for these spots. Besides the locals, girls from surrounding small towns and villages without available spots flock here with their dreams."

In terms of proportion, the college entrance exam and that other thing are just easy compared to becoming a magical girl.

He looked at the big screen, where an interview with a retired magical girl was playing, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Excluding those who were injured and retired or died at the hands of the demonic path, there are only two or three thousand magical girls who are still active in the entire Kyushu region."

"In fact, many of these magical girls don't have much power at all. Those who are extremely popular among magical girls are all formidable characters among formidable characters."

The Magical Girl Association, with its mere few thousand members, managed to suppress all the unruly magical forces throughout Kyushu.

All I can say is fear.

Otherwise, Gu Yun wouldn't be so anxious every day, fearing that his identity as a transmigrator would be exposed.

The nightingale was silent for a moment.

Although she didn't really want to admit it, that was indeed the truth.

The size of the demonic path is far more than two or three thousand people; there are as many as stray dogs on the roadside. Heaven knows exactly how many there are.

The fact that the association was able to maintain such a large area of ​​order and traffic, suppressing the demonic path so firmly that it could not recover, already proves its strength.

"Then why do you still want to become a magical girl?"

She hummed twice.

"You're all rolled up like this, wouldn't it be better to cultivate demonic arts with me? You can gain power this way too, wouldn't that be carefree and happy?"

"And then, like you, be suppressed by the magical girl Ironblood?"

Gu Yun stopped in his tracks and stood in front of a flagship store that sells magical girl merchandise.

His current appearance was reflected in the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window: a fairly ordinary male high school student who had nothing outstanding except for his excellent modeling skills.

The past is the past, the present is the present.

The goal is to climb step by step to the top, to become the highest-ranking member of the Magical Girl Association, until no one dares to investigate, in order to ensure one's own safety.

He has been working hard for this.

No one loves the Magical Girl Association more than me. (jpg)

"Boss, do you have any wind chime headbands for cheering?"

Suddenly, a lively voice came from the side.

Touched by the keyword, Gu Yun subconsciously pulled down the hood of his hoodie and turned to the side.

The blonde heiress Lilia, whom they had met the night before, was leading a white-haired girl who looked utterly dejected into the store.

She was already carrying several bags filled with various wind chime-themed merchandise that had been acquired through her financial resources even before they were officially released.

So where did you get these things from?

Gu Yun saw the pattern drawn inside the bag and got angry.

He doesn't remember ever authorizing anyone to make merchandise.

"But it's actually not so bad. It just means that the wind chimes are popular, which proves that my debut was indeed a success."

In short, it's about winning.

Gu Yun muttered to himself, then turned and blended into the crowd on the other side.

"What? You don't have any? How come your shop doesn't even have wind chime-related items...?"

Faint sounds drifted over.

Followed by.

"Young Miss..."

Looking at Lilia's pouting lips, Zhu Baiyu felt as if his heart was about to break.