Why are the magical girls in your area male?

"I know, I know! Please stop putting pressure on me. I've already been pressured enough by Brother Yuan today. One leaves, and another one comes!"

I'm begging you, please stop pressuring me! If you keep putting pressure on me, I'm really going to explode! Waaaaah...

As she spoke, Toriumi Ritsuki almost burst into tears again, the tears she had just been holding back.

Yuan Qing, who was not far away, finally smiled with relief upon hearing the words "Grade A".

Depend on!

I knew it was so hard! They threw me into a level 30 Nightmare difficulty dungeon right from the start. Turns out you secretly changed the difficulty and were messing with me!

"Om-"

As they were complaining, a barely perceptible tremor came from the space, interrupting their conversation.

Having experienced this several times before, Yuan Qing naturally knew that this was a sign that the lunar etching was about to end.

Danzhu and Yuanqing exchanged a glance, then walked to Shiori Shiomi's side, poked her shoulder, and asked in a voice only she could hear:

"President, shall we... not invite Yuan Qing to join the Tarot Association?"

“Not for now,” Shiori Shiomi shook her head decisively. “After that incident, the association strictly prohibited the recruitment of Awakened individuals like him, as you know.”

"But......"

But he's different.

Danzhu secretly grumbled to himself.

"I know what you're thinking."

Shiori Shiomi glanced at her and said, "I will hold an internal meeting to discuss it, but whether they agree or not depends on them and Gensei."

"Okay, I'm glad you're willing to consider it. Thanks."

"Shio, Shio-kun!" Toriumi Riki suddenly raised her hand and asked pitifully, "I remember you said that as a member of the association, the expenses for the Moon Etching operation are paid by the association, right?"

Shiori Shiomi asked knowingly, "What are you trying to say?"

"Ahem, well, this dress of mine is quite expensive. It got damaged in the battle with the Shadow Beast, so I should be able to get it reimbursed, right?"

"Yes, how much?"

"50 yen (whispering)."

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you later."

"Great!!"

Upon receiving the response, Toriumi Ritsuki was overjoyed, like a high school student from Henan who had just received a Beijing residency permit and no longer needed to take the college entrance exam.

Yuan Qing could only raise his middle finger from afar.

Teacher Xihai, I remember you just said that this dress is only worth 30, right?

How did the number of dollars increase from just touching your lips?

They really think they're treating our president like a Japanese person.

What? The president is actually from Japan?

Oh, that's alright then.

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Volume 1: Chapter 61 Even a Life-or-Death Situation is a Sibling Routine

Regardless of what others think, the image of the beautiful teacher, Toriumi Riki, has been completely ruined in Gensei's eyes.

To avoid pressure, she desperately calls him "brother," throws tantrums, and acts like a brat, demanding that he carry her on his back. Now she's even taking kickbacks from students.

Where has your professional ethics gone...?

By the way, it seems I haven't seen Mr. Nakado?

Is she a magical girl too? Why didn't she come with the little loli and the others?

Yuan Qing couldn't help but picture a gloomy man who looked like Takeshi Kaneshiro, but was lazy, slovenly, with stubble and a messy hairstyle like a bird's nest.

Depend on......

I don't dare to think about it; just thinking about it makes my brain feel like it's been turned into a pH level greater than 12.

Moments later, the lunar etching ended.

Although Yuan Qing still had a lot of questions to ask, seeing that the president seemed to be stopping there, he had no choice but to give up.

A lot happened tonight, and everyone is tired, so it's good to stop here.

Kimura Tsukasa went home on his own, Toriumi Riki and Danju were picked up and dropped off by the president, and Gensei naturally went home with his younger sister.

Because the time of the lunar etch is independent of this world, after the lunar etch occurs, the time in the real world remains at just past midnight.

The Tokyo subway doesn't stop operating until 12:30 a.m.

As soon as I stepped out of the subway station, the familiar yet chilly Tokyo night wind enveloped me.

The glow of streetlights, the 24-hour convenience store sign in the distance, and the occasional slightly tipsy pedestrian walking by, muttering to themselves.

All of this silently reflects the unchanging tranquility of the real world.

The brother and sister walked one after the other in the nearly deserted alley of the Shigen Tea House.

Although the awkwardness was somewhat lessened by the night and the familiar streets, a silent sense of oppression still lingered between the two.

Yuan Xun lowered her head, gently biting her lower lip. Her long hair slipped down her shoulders, shimmering softly in the dim light of the streetlights.

She walked slowly, her toes occasionally brushing against the weeds peeking out from the cracks in the ground, her mind churning with questions she wanted to ask but couldn't bring herself to ask.

Is my brother furious? Will he forbid me from doing such dangerous things again? Will he forcefully deny this unexpected gain, this power and responsibility that she cherishes so dearly?

Got home.

Yuan Xun stood at the entrance, watching Yuan Qing change his shoes, and finally gritted his teeth, mustering his courage to say:

"Brother, I'm so sorry..."

"Ok?"

"I shouldn't have kept it from you for so long, I'm sorry for making you worry."

Her voice trembled uncontrollably as she spoke these words. She pressed her lips tightly together, lowered her head, and her eyes glistened with tears.

Yuan Qing looked at her. The other person was standing at the boundary between light and shadow in the entrance hall. Her slightly thin figure made her look particularly fragile, just like a lost child.

He did not blame him, nor did he resort to his usual sarcastic remarks.

He simply reached out and ruffled her hair with a rather ungentle touch.

“Idiot,” he said in a low voice, his tone as gentle as ever, “you didn’t do anything wrong, what’s there to apologize for?”

"..."

Yuan Qing withdrew his hand, put it in his pocket, and said reassuringly as he walked towards the living room:

"You're a smart girl. You've grown up, it's only natural that you have ideas and want to do something. Do you think I can control everything, let alone your pursuit of your dreams?"

His tone was very soft, without any hint of lecturing; it was more like he was stating his promise as an older brother.

“I will never force you to do what you hate. If you believe that becoming ‘Snow Owl’ and protecting peace is your responsibility and something you truly want to do, then go for it.”

I have only one request: no recklessness, and no putting yourself in danger.

Upon hearing these words, Yuan Xun finally felt relieved.

The unprecedented feeling of lightness made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ok!"

Her nose stung with tears, and she nodded emphatically.

Then, without realizing it, she took a step forward, hugged Yuan Qing, and buried her head in his chest:

"Thank you, Onii-chan, thank you..."

As she thanked him, she raised her face and gave a slightly silly, goofy smile.

Thankfully, my brother is still the same brother.

She's a bit silly, a bit childish, sometimes overly concerned, and sometimes even makes herself angry.

But the promise that "I'll be behind you as long as it's your choice" has never changed.

That's the kind of brother she likes.

"Hey, don't get so touched you cry. Your snot is all over me. C grade."

"?!!"

Yuan Qing's mocking teasing interrupted Yuan Xun, who was immersed in emotion.

She froze abruptly; the emotion and sweetness that had just filled her heart vanished like a balloon punctured by a needle.

She tightened her grip on Yuan Qing instantly, her nails digging fiercely into his flesh through his clothes!

"Yuan Qing! I'll strangle you, you foul-mouthed bastard! I'll teach you to mention C-level again! I'll teach you to mention it again!!"

"Ouch! Let go, are you getting angry? C-rank! C~~~ rank!"

"Aaaaah! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!! I'm going to take you down with me!"

"Shh, quiet down, it's the middle of the night, the neighbors still need to sleep... Hey! Yuan Xun, what are you doing? Put the stool down!"

"Clang-!"

The tender affection was torn to shreds by the brother and sister and thrown into the night wind of the Shigen Tea House.

After all, life-or-death struggles are a daily occurrence for siblings, something they can't help but experience.

......

Perhaps due to exhaustion, Yuan Qing slept until late morning.

He cooked a few simple home-style dishes, and the two of them ate while continuing their conversation from the previous night.

For example, information about the Moon Etching, and what kind of organization the Tarot Association, to which the younger sister currently belongs, is, etc.

According to her sister, the Tarot Association, as the only organization in Japan that recruits only magical girls, basically accepts more than 90% of magical girls.

Furthermore, the association has a cooperative relationship with the anomaly countermeasures committee established by the official government.

As mentioned before, the Anomaly Countermeasures Committee is an official body established by the Cabinet specifically to manage the Awakened Ones of the Moon Etching.

The association has a deep partnership with them, and one of its vice presidents is also a member of the cabinet.

Therefore, to a certain extent, the Tarot Association can be considered a semi-official organization, possessing "enforcement power" and "management power" over all awakened individuals in the Japanese region.

The vast majority of awakened individuals, after gaining power, will be approached by members of the countermeasures committee and required to complete procedures such as "superpower registration".

The purpose, of course, is to facilitate government oversight.

After all, superpowers are simply too "out of place" in the society of ordinary people.

And it is quite deadly.

If mismanaged, it could trigger social unrest and public panic.

In addition, the power of Awakened Ones will be greatly weakened in the real world, and the lower the level, the greater the weakening.

For example, a D-level Awakened can only use less than 10% of their power in reality.

Conversely, S-level Awakened Ones were only weakened by about half.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, thanks to this mechanism, most awakened individuals are quite easy to manage.

Of course, one is not restricted.

There's no other way; it all comes down to talent and hard work.