Why are the magical girls in your area male?

Yuan Qing found it somewhat amusing, put the money in his pocket, ignoring Yuan Xun's slightly displeased expression the moment he spanked Yue Cheng, and waved to the others:

"Alright, alright, you guys are busy, I'll head back now."

Yuki Tsukishiro gave him the middle finger: "Get the hell out of here. Sigh, we're in big trouble now, having to sort through such a huge pile of files."

Seeing Yuan Qing turn around, Yuan Xun remembered the refrigerator and, as if giving an order, reminded him in a harsh tone:

"Hey! Fruit, don't forget, the fridge is empty."

"I know, I know."

Yuan Qing walked to the door, closed it, and just before the door was about to close, he glanced at Shiori Shiomi, who had been keeping her head down and not saying a word.

There is definitely a problem!

Although he didn't know exactly what these guys were doing behind his back, Yuan Qing could keenly sense that they seemed to have formed some kind of "small group" behind his back.

Furthermore, the structure of this small group is clearly headed by Shiori Shiomi.

Thinking about the label he had just seen, Yuan Qing couldn't help but start to worry.

He was initially just curious about it, and after some internal grumbling, he might have given up.

But now that Yuan Xun is involved, he has to find out what kind of trouble these guys are up to, both morally and logically.

Unfortunately, Shiori Shiomi, that little brat, was clearly wary of him. Staying in the student council room, he wouldn't get any information except for working for her for free.

It seems I need to find a way to break through from my sister, or Yuki Tsukishiro and the others.

Or should we install a listening device in the student council activity room?

Hmm, no, Shiori Shiomi is an exceptionally perceptive woman, and the activity room is under surveillance, so it's not easy to make a move.

Sigh, it seems we still need to take a longer-term view...

Yuan Qing followed the sidewalk to the artificial island station, boarded the tram, and found an empty seat by the window.

The tram slowly drove onto the Moonlight Bridge, its steel frame bathed in the warm gold of the setting sun.

The sea beneath the bridge stretches out like a giant palette, with translucent jade near the shore, gradually transitioning into amber and honey orange, and finally merging into a hazy purplish-gray in the distance.

The May wind ripples across the sea, the shimmering waves leaping and surging like millions of silver foils, and seagulls skim across the horizon, merging with the receding sunset.

Whether it's going to or from school, this is the route Yuanqing likes the most.

The tram seemed to be traveling on the ocean, like a boat suspended in the air, with its steel rails spreading like silver lines on the shimmering waves, extending towards the skyscrapers rising and falling in the twilight.

Yuan Qing took out a few banknotes from his pocket that his sister had given him; they still seemed to retain the warmth of her fingers.

That's a big spender...

Even if a high school student works part-time at a flower shop and sells out the entire shop, the commission would still be less than 5 yen.

Clearly, some invisible hand has exerted its influence again.

The flower shop is called "Shiomi Flower Shop," and it's one of the shops that the Shiomi family owns in the artificial island shopping center.

Ever since her younger sister joined the student council, that white-haired loli has been taking care of her, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Not only did they secretly increase her salary at her part-time job, but they also helped her apply for all the various subsidies and bonuses available from the school.

Many students secretly accused her of "abusing her power for personal gain," but Shiori Shiomi didn't care at all.

After all, those people only talked about it in private, since this private school was her family's business.

Hmm, this setting feels more and more familiar the more I think about it.

In short, it is precisely because of this that Gensei, despite being frequently "bullied" by Shiori Shiomi, is still grateful to her from the bottom of his heart.

"Ding-dong, we have arrived at Shigenchaya Station. Passengers, please board and alight in an orderly manner and watch your step."

The announcement from the station's loudspeaker brought Yuan Qing back to reality.

The 20-minute drive passed in the blink of an eye.

Leaving the station, I arrived at a familiar alley.

A dense network of wires tangled overhead, forming a tattered net that sliced ​​the twilight into fragments.

The narrow street was littered with some uncleaned trash, and stubborn wild wisteria vines sprouted from the cracks in the security bars. A calico cat was lying on the low wall, lazily licking its paws.

Everything here is like a forgotten scrap of the city, sprouting a fuzzy vitality from its cracks.

The rental apartment was next to a coffee shop in one of the alleys, where the aroma of coffee mixed with the spiciness of curry wafted out.

The coffee shop is called "Lubran," and the owner's surname happens to be Sakura.

Unfortunately, it's not the same one as in the Persona 5 game, and the boss isn't a love guru, but a charming and intellectual elegant woman.

"Dingling~"

Yuan Qing, carrying the fruit he had bought along the way, had just pushed open the door when the doorbell rang crisply.

Before the echo had faded, the beautiful figure behind the bar came into view like a living statue.

She was a sexy woman wearing a dark red cheongsam.

With willow-leaf eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, a high and straight nose, and glossy red lips, she is a quintessential Eastern beauty.

She leaned against the teak countertop, her burgundy wavy hair giving her a retro and elegant look. Her high-slit cheongsam accentuated her full, voluptuous curves, making her 1.7-meter height appear quite tall.

"Little Yuanqing is back~?"

A languid, deep voice came from her red lips.

Yuko Sakura slowly turned around, the fabric stretched taut by her full breasts, her slender waist draped tightly in the cheongsam, and her ample hips undulating like waves beneath the silk.

A section of her thigh, as white as mutton fat jade, was sometimes visible and sometimes hidden beneath her cheongsam. Her ankles were tied with thin red ropes, and her fair feet wore a pair of black stilettos with red soles.

She walked to the seat where Yuan Qing was sitting and leaned down slightly, the slight opening of her neckline revealing a hint of her fair skin.

A small strand of carefully styled curly hair slipped down her cheek and was casually tucked behind her ear with her little finger. A vermilion mole adorned her slender, snow-white neck, like a drop of rouge on white porcelain.

"Beauty is a curse, and a natural charmer"—this is probably the kind of person best described.

Volume 1: Chapter 4 Ah, that's what you call professional!

"Good afternoon, Yuko-nee."

Yuan Qing maintained a polite smile, trying his best not to look at the mountain scenery right in front of him.

"It's still afternoon? It's almost evening."

Yuko Sakura blinked, and without a word, handed Gensei a packaged serving of homemade curry cubes.

Yuan Qing immediately beamed with joy: "Wow, how did you know I wanted this?"

"You're just a brat who won't agree to anything unless there's something in it for him. If you come to my door, you must have something to ask for."

"I'm not that mercenary... Here, I bought these melons and strawberries especially for you!"

"Not bad, at least you still remember me. You're the only one I can talk to here. I pass by every day, but you never come in to visit me."

"That's ridiculous! I was just too busy yesterday to come."

"Heh~ A day apart feels like three autumns, do you know that saying?"

Yuko's voice is as sweet as honey, and her expressive eyes add to the allure. Even simple dialogues always have a captivating, elusive quality.

"By the way, there don't seem to be many guests today."

Yuan Qing glanced around the empty store and somewhat abruptly changed the subject.

Yuko pouted and complained, "Isn't it all because of those recent disappearances? After sunset, nobody dares to go out, so of course there's hardly any business at this time."

"A missing person case..."

Yuan Qing looked thoughtful.

It seems that the disappearances started last year, but back then they weren't generating this much buzz, nor were they as frequent as one or two people disappearing every month.

"I heard that two students from your school have also gone missing?"

"Yes, it's said to be a young couple in the same grade who disappeared on the first night back to school after the Golden Week holiday."

"This is really unsettling. You and Xiao Xun should be careful."

"Ah."

Yuko rested her chin on her hand, paused for half a second, and then asked, "Speaking of which, where's Kaoru?"

"The student council has a lot of things to do, so she stayed behind to help. The president said that the school requires them to verify students' mobile phone numbers and emergency contact numbers. There are over a thousand students in the school, so they'll probably be busy until very late."

"Tsk, what's wrong with you as the older brother? You know things aren't going well lately, yet you still have the nerve to let your little sister go home alone?"

Yuan Qing laughed heartlessly, "Don't worry, our reliable student council president will take her back. All I have to do is cook dinner."

"Oh my~ Xiaoyuanqing's Chinese food is especially delicious, particularly that braised pork last time. When are you going to make it again? I'm so craving it~"

"Next time, next time for sure!"

Yuko deliberately winked at Gensei with exaggerated expressions, while the latter responded politely but inwardly grumbled:

Ha, look at you, so pathetic. A mere plate of braised pork has made you this infatuated?

I'm going to serve up twice-cooked pork, Mapo tofu, shredded pork with garlic sauce, boiled sliced ​​pork, Fengdu spicy chicken, Kung Pao chicken, Dongpo pork knuckle, salt-fried pork, and stir-fried pork. But you just fried it, didn't you?

Yuan Qing paused for a moment, then said, "But you reminded me, Yuko-nee. Kaoru has been acting all mysterious lately. Since the beginning of the year, she's been a bit distant from me, like a little delinquent."

I don't think I did anything to offend her... Do you know what's wrong with her?

"She's in puberty, that's why. A girl with budding feelings for someone will always deliberately keep her distance from the person she likes."

"What are you talking about? We're siblings!"

Yuan Qing felt somewhat ashamed.

I had hoped to get some constructive advice from this experienced senior, but to my surprise, he started with something truly astonishing.

Yuko Sakura didn't think she was wrong at all. Instead, she further warned, "Come on, emotions are colorful, but sometimes they are also gray."

Your daughter appears to be a rebellious, sharp-tongued, and aloof girl who ignores her brother, but in reality, she's a brother-obsessed girl who only cares about her brother.

She tries her best to take care of you, but is at a loss because of her own chaotic and passionate feelings, and can only pretend to be indifferent and clumsy.

Love is a hand that wants to touch but then pulls back; some girls become more distant from someone the more they like them.

Young girls often express their feelings with restraint, so distancing themselves becomes a strategy to control their impulses. Besides, you two are siblings, and forbidden love is very difficult to talk about.

Don't be too nervous. It's normal for a teenage girl to like her older brother. Just guide her properly.

Sometimes, the lines between family and romantic love are quite blurred; by learning to play dumb, you can naturally avoid many awkward situations.

Now I understand.

Yuan Qing silently applauded for Sakura Yuko.

See that? That's what you call professional!

As expected of a relationship expert tagged with "Charming Boss Lady" and "Coffee & Curry Master," Yuan Qing felt it would be a waste for the tag system not to add "Relationship Master" to her.

He nodded, clicking his tongue in exasperation: "It has to be the boss's wife. You said you weren't a master of romance, but you know too much about it."

"Heh, it's just a little hardship that you've been through, sister. Would you like something to drink? It's on me."

Sakura Yuko turned to the side, her pert buttocks brushing against the bar. The air seemed to be enveloped by her silk cheongsam, the subtle fragrance of perfume and the ambiguous warmth of a mature woman stirring the young and impetuous heart of Gensei.

Wow! That's amazing!

Which lovestruck teenager could resist?

If I hadn't lived a lifetime longer than the average high school student, I'd probably be on the verge of a fiery spear charge and a war rhythm.

He controlled his increasingly agitated voice, cleared his throat casually, and politely declined:

"No, no, Yuko-nee, you never let me add sugar to your coffee, it's so bitter. Besides, I have to rush back to cook for Kaoru, so I'll be going now."

"Tch, you brat, you took the bribe but won't even chat with your sister for a bit. It's really disheartening!"

Yuko Sakura looked so wronged by her boyfriend's betrayal that Gensei couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

After a few brief pleasantries, Yuan Qing finally left the coffee shop before Lao Er fully awakened. He slipped into the alley next door and went up to the third floor via a staircase that could be considered a secret intelligence passage.

This floor and above are apartments for rent, and Yuanqing rented the only two-bedroom apartment on this floor.

The room is small, only about 30 square meters, with two bedrooms and a living room.