Why are the magical girls in your area male?

"I know that too. Senior Red Sparrow started as a C-rank, then awakened to A-rank, becoming one of the association's top combatants."

“That’s right.” Shiori Shiomi nodded slightly, paused for a few seconds, and then continued, “But what I want to say is about you, Gensei. You are more special than all of us.”

"..."

"Don't think I can't see it. Your strength is increasing every day. Especially after coming out of the Tower of Illusion, you seem to have jumped directly from C-level to B-level."

Most importantly, this is far from your end. You are still getting stronger, and no one knows how strong you will become in the future.

Yuan Qing chuckled softly, pressing his temples as he echoed, "About that, I don't know either..."

Shiori Shiomi's eyelashes trembled slightly. She lowered her voice and continued, "Putting everything else aside, just the fact that it can grow infinitely would cause a huge uproar in the whole world if it were exposed."

The association will help keep the troubles out, but one day, our protective umbrella will be blown away by the storm.

Hopefully, before that happens, you'll grow to a point where everyone looks up to you, and no one dares to mess with you.

A hint of sadness crept into Shiori Shiomi's voice.

She turned to look at Yuan Qing, a gentle smile curving her lips: "When the time comes, don't forget to protect the association that nurtured you."

Yuan Qing gazed quietly into her slightly tired eyes and nodded: "Don't worry, I still remember the promise I made at the Star Gazing Platform. I will keep your promise for life. You raised me when I was young, and I will take care of you when you are old."

"..."

Shiori Shiomi smiled slightly and shook her head with a hint of helplessness: "Go back. You must be tired tonight. You have school tomorrow. I'm going to take a shower, so I won't keep you any longer."

"Fine, I don't want to wear that 67 yen bathrobe anymore, and I don't want to be burdened with 200 million yen in debt anymore."

Yuan Qing made a self-deprecating remark as he put on his shoes.

Shiori Shiomi took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned back and said, "Genji, don't forget, we still have a bet."

"Uh." Yuan Qing paused slightly, then asked with a hint of helplessness, "Do you really have to bring that up at a time like this...?"

"Of course, if you don't get into the top 30, you'll have to pay for the water in the pool and the money you just spent on breaking the floor."

"?"

A big question mark appeared above Yuan Qing's head: "Wait, President, are you kidding me? Didn't we agree that I wouldn't have to pay for the broken things? And why am I supposed to pay for changing the water in the pool?"

Did I promise you I wouldn't have to pay for the broken things?

"...It seems not."

"As for the pool, if you don't put your smelly feet in it, I don't need to change the water, so it's reasonable for you to pay."

"Hey, you agreed to that..."

"My agreement does not mean you don't have to pay compensation; the inequality is solved instantly."

"Depend on!"

Again.

The familiar barrage of words from the little devil.

I really want to shove something into your mouth and keep shoving it in!

I'll stab you to death! ...

Shiori Shiomi left with a mocking laugh, then turned and walked away.

After she left, the garden suddenly became quiet.

Even the occasional chirping of insects that I had heard just moments before was gone.

Yuan Qing looked up at the night sky, a thoughtful expression on his face.

He was still thinking about the "enlightenment" that Shiori Shiomi had just given him.

"If no one ever told you that you can't hit someone with a sword if it's too far away, what would you do?"

What would I do?

what should I do?

If the sword can't touch anyone, it naturally can't cut anyone. Isn't that a matter of course?

"The world of magic requires imagination."

Can I imagine a scene where the sword can still strike the person even if it doesn't actually touch them?

So, am I too bound by the scientific theories that modern society has disciplined me over the past few decades?

"You will become a king who rules over all things and governs all rules."

Yuan Qing silently pondered the words.

From that moment on, he felt that the world seemed to have changed.

......

Shiori Shiomi did not actually leave.

She stood behind a lush wall of flowers blooming with white roses.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on her.

A faint smile played on her lips as she gazed silently through the gaps in the flowers and leaves at the figure lost in thought by the pond.

Although she didn't say it aloud, she knew very well that Yuan Qing possessed something even more extraordinary than his ability to continuously grow stronger—

talent.

He had no idea how terrifying it was to be able to perceive "fast" and "slow".

This is a threshold that all A-levels find difficult to reach, and it is a barrier that the vast majority of A-levels in the world may never truly touch in their entire lives.

This barrier, like an insurmountable chasm, forcibly separated the A-level and S-level Awakeners into two separate groups.

Perhaps it was because of this that the skeleton Yuan Qing faced used this power in its trial of him.

With such talent, how far can he grow in the future?

Could it be even more powerful than the gods passed down through generations in ancient myths?

"Well......"

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over me, like a tidal wave.

Shiori Shiomi let out a muffled groan, her body trembling slightly involuntarily.

She clutched her chest, her heart pounding, a wave of weakness washing over her like someone with hypoglycemia who hadn't eaten breakfast. Cold sweat instantly soaked her back.

Her delicate face turned deathly pale in the moonlight.

"Huh, huh..."

She was breathing heavily, and only managed to stand steadily by leaning against the flower wall.

The feeling of weakness lasted only a few seconds before quietly receding.

Shiori Shiomi sighed, a self-deprecating bitter smile appearing on her lips.

This power is still too much for me right now.

The consequences of that attack two years ago were far-reaching.

As expected, I shouldn't have used it.

If Baiye and Kongwu knew, they would definitely start nagging me again.

It's all your fault...

"Yuan Qing...you idiot."

She bit her lip, stomped her little feet, and let out a complaining sound.

Then, they turned their attention back to the pool.

Yuan Qing remained seated, his brow furrowed, seemingly trying to capture the fleeting insight he had gained during their previous sparring session.

Looking at his appearance, Shiori Shiomi was filled with mixed feelings.

Relief, anticipation, worry, helplessness...

I also feel a little sorry for her.

This fool possesses immense potential that even she cannot match, and will inevitably bear unimaginable responsibilities and risks.

Unsurprisingly, he will grow stronger and stronger, so strong that he will surpass all living beings and make the gods bow their heads.

And how far can I accompany him?

She glanced one last time at the figure lost in thought, then quietly turned away, leaning against the flower wall, and walked off with slightly unsteady steps.

The small figure disappeared into the deeper darkness of the night.

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Stop urging me to stop urging me to stop urging me to stop. Are you as repressed as a magical girl?

That's truly a great era!

My hands are practically on fire from typing so much, I'm frantically trying to catch up! Give the author some love and sympathy, please!!!

Volume 1: Chapter 95 Can Magical Girls Get Pregnant? (6K)

The subway is as noisy as ever on a weekday.

Because it's my turn to be on duty today, Yuanqing has to leave ten minutes before Yuanxun.

He met Yuki Tsukishiro at Izunoda Station, and the two exchanged friendly greetings as always.

Hmm, I feel refreshed.

The rest of the way was just a bunch of nonsense.

The two share many hobbies, and naturally, they also have a lot in common.

From anime and games to abstract videos, and from the Israeli-Palestinian conflict to international perspectives.

This even includes, but is not limited to, topics related to the idea of ​​beheading someone who has been eating too many red beans and longing for them.

During this time, Gensei cautiously stole a glance at Tsukishiro Yuki, whose expression didn't seem to have changed much from usual.

Phew, thankfully, it seems last night's experience didn't leave her with any psychological trauma.

Yuki Tsukishiro knows that because of her unhappy childhood, she has an instinctive aversion to rats.

No, it can't be said that I'm afraid of mice.

Because if it were just a single rat or a swarm of rats, Yuki Tsukishiro would only feel disgusted, not be so frightened that her mind would go blank and she would stand still.

What this guy was really afraid of was Kenichi Tsukishiro, who left her with psychological trauma and was worse than an animal.

Last night, when she transformed into Danzhu and was attacked by the Rat King, she was likely seeing her old, beastly father in her hallucinations, using her greatest fears to create illusions.

Fortunately, Teacher Xihai made a crucial save at the critical moment, using Purify to remove all the damage.

Otherwise, who knows how things would end up?

Besides that, there is another important thing.

That is, the experience of hugging and cuddling with her last night doesn't seem to have affected the relationship between the two of them.

It did not lead to any change in feelings.

This is something that Yuan Qing can finally breathe a sigh of relief about.

Please, my good bro, don't let our friendship turn into a bromance.

You're my only half-brother, so promise me you won't try to stab me in the back with anything other than a knife, okay?

Unbeknownst to Yuan Qing, his attempt to steal glances at Yuki Tsukishiro out of the corner of his eye amidst the chaos of the crowd did not escape her notice.

After all, from the moment she got on the bus, no matter how many people were around or how chaotic the surroundings were, Yuki Tsukishiro's peripheral vision could always pinpoint the other person with unparalleled precision.

Ah, Ah Qing.

Just now...were you spying on me?

Don't even think about fooling me. Compared to my masterful, unparalleled peeking skills, your little trick of sneaking glances at me out of the corner of your eye in the crowd is just too low-level.