Why are the magical girls in your area male?

Yuan Qing put down his phone, turned over, and prepared to return to his dreamland to fight for three hundred rounds against the monster girl in his dream who had fox ears, a cat's tail, whose left hand could turn into a Yama sword, whose right hand was covered with tentacles of Sharingan, who could drown him with lightning, and whose lower limbs were eight goat hooves.

Ok?

Make up the difference!!

I feel like there's something I've forgotten about.

Consciousness became clear in that instant.

Yuan Qing got out of bed and tiptoed to the door.

Turn the doorknob and open the door.

The living room remained as peaceful as ever, the outlines of the furniture bathed in moonlight, as if gilded with a layer of gold.

It was so quiet, almost too quiet.

It was clear that he was the only living person left in the entire apartment.

Yuan Qing arrived at his sister's room door, his finger hovering over the door.

Theoretically speaking, at this time, it would be quite impolite for the older brother to knock on his younger sister's door.

He had only seen similar plots on the "Young Vision APP".

However, thinking about the strange experiences he had during the day, Yuan Qing decided to do something even more monstrous than an animal and find out whether his younger sister was home or not.

He gently knocked on the door and whispered, "Xiao Xun, are you asleep..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door slowly opened with a light tap of his index finger.

The door is not closed?

Kaoru isn't the kind of girl who hasn't developed the good habit of closing doors behind her.

Yuan Qing sensed something was wrong, pushed the door open, and slammed on the light switch—

"Snapped!"

The lights came on, but the bed was empty.

As expected, he's not home!

It's so late, where could she be?

My sister's phone was still on the pillow, which means she didn't even bring her phone with her when she went out.

Yuanqing trusted his younger sister's character. She wasn't the kind of idiot who would go to a chaotic place to have fun in the middle of the night and think that "the subway is dangerous during the day, but bars are cozy and homey at night."

"Ding--!"

The wall clock in the living room chimed at exactly 12 o'clock.

Yuan Qing's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

In that instant, it was as if something had changed.

He looked at the living room. The outlines of the furniture in the room did not become clearer under the moonlight shining through the window; instead, they became even deeper and darker, as if covered by a layer of haze.

Even though the surrounding furnishings and environment hadn't changed, Yuan Qing always felt as if someone had slashed him with the Blade of Rebellion, leaving his mind blank as he entered a parallel world.

He looked out the window; the moon seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, its bright light completely engulfing the entire city.

Something is wrong...

Something's seriously wrong!

In any case, it's not like Sailor Moon transforms with the power of the Moon Prism, this moon is just too big!

The phone screen suddenly went black, and even the electronic clock stopped at that moment.

Yuan Qing stared blankly at the moon, watching it split open from the middle, like an eye opening a deep abyss, with crimson blood gushing out along the crack, threatening to engulf the world.

Buhou! It's a warp rift!

The Shit Mountain Code and the Shit Pit Monsters are coming!

Quack! Hurry to Terra and summon the Holy Emperor! Hurry to Terra and summon the Holy Emperor!

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, bright incandescent light dispelled the darkness.

Yuan Qing suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked to find himself lying on the living room sofa with his head on the ground and his legs spread wide apart.

He looked up toward his sister's bedroom door, where Yuan Xun, dressed in pajamas, was staring at him with wide, disproportionate eyes, as if he were an idiot.

Silence, oh silence.

Either you become bad in silence, or you become abnormal in silence.

In Xun's view, her current state was probably no different from that of a middle-aged, balding office worker who was drunk on the roadside in the middle of the night, vomiting and crying, "Minister, I want to be a channel salesman."

The atmosphere froze awkwardly for a few seconds before Yuan Xun finally asked, "Is this... performance art?"

Yuan Qing feigned ignorance, saying, "It's like this, actually I have a habit of killing people in my dreams. Back then, there was a retainer surnamed Yang..."

"Give me a break, dreaming of killing someone? Why don't you dream of being Superman? What are you doing in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? You're sick..."

Yuan Xun glared at him unhappily, then slammed the door shut.

Yuan Qing scrambled to his feet from the floor, rubbing his cold neck.

That head-first landing position wasn't good. Not only might he be unlucky enough to end up like Sister R, whose neck was snapped by a teacher, but even a stiff neck would be a serious problem for him.

The living room was left with only the pale light of the overhead lamp, and the enormous full moon outside the window had somehow returned to its normal size, hanging quietly in the sky.

"Sigh, looks like it was just a dream. It must be that fan-made video I watched before bed, 'Will the eight-legged goat-hoofed monster girl dream about Sage Mode Sharingan tentacles?' I really can't watch those anymore..."

Yuan Qing rubbed his temples, sighed softly, and tried to squeeze the absurd scene from his dream out of his mind.

only......

Recalling the dream he had just had, Yuan Qing felt a chill creep into his heart.

Was that really a dream?

I was clearly asleep in my bedroom, so why did I wake up on the sofa in the living room?

Could I be sleepwalking? But I've never had these symptoms before...

He picked up his phone; the screen showed 00:05. The wall clock was still ticking away.

I vaguely remember that I "woke up" at 23:58 in the dream.

Only 7 minutes have passed...

Why does it feel like so much time has passed?

Yuan Qing felt a strange sense of emptiness; he felt as if a piece of his time was missing, as if it had vanished into thin air.

And then there's Xiao Xun, who disappeared in my "dream," only to "suddenly reappear"...

He unconsciously turned his gaze to Yuan Xun's bedroom door.

Being slammed shut by his younger sister, Yuan Xun, in front of him was even more terrifying than facing the Blood Sea of ​​the Rending Moon in his dream.

Sigh, what's done is done. I should go to sleep now and apologize properly tomorrow morning.

Just as Yuan Qing was about to return to his room, a label suddenly popped up in front of him—

HP +1

?

What is HP+1?!

He quickly focused his attention on the source of the label—

It jumped out of my sister's room.

Having no time to concern himself with the tag's ability to pass through walls, Yuan Qing stared intently at the tag, trying to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

Half a minute later, the notification "HP+1" popped up again.

No.

Why am I losing health?!

Has something happened to my sister?

Yuan Qing remotely opened his sister's status bar; the content was very simple, containing only a few short lines of information:

Name: Yuan Xun

【Cut Clouds, Snow Owl】

【Age: 16】

【HP: 95/100】

It really did deduct health points! A full 5 points!

Although it's absurd that the visual novel system displays health points, now is not the time to worry about such things.

Why is my sister suddenly losing blood? And quite a lot of it. Could it be caused by her period?

That’s not right either!

Kaoru's period hasn't started yet, and besides, shouldn't the period deduct from her maximum health?

No, I have to ask.

However, knocking on someone's door in the middle of the night to ask about such things is a bit outrageous.

Yuan Qing arrived at the door, hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't resist the responsibility of being an older brother, and gently knocked on the door.

"Cough cough!"

He cleared his throat and carefully brought his head and ear closer. "Xiao Xun? Well, I really didn't mean to just now. I shouldn't have sleepwalking symptoms."

Are you... really alright? I didn't scare you, did I?"

Silence reigned inside the door.

Just when he thought his sister was determined to ignore him, the doorknob turned gently.

The door opened a crack, and Yuan Xun, her face cold, stood there. In the dim light, her delicate face was taut, devoid of any extra expression, as she silently stared at him with her slightly rounded almond-shaped eyes.

"If you have something to say, say it; if not, go to sleep."

"No! It's really nothing! I was just worried you might have been scared."

Yuan Qing rubbed his hands together, chuckled dryly twice, and then changed the subject:

"By the way... just to make sure you haven't been secretly going out to participate in any, uh, midnight cult parties or other parent-child activities behind my back, right?"

Volume 1: Chapter 7 My sister can't possibly be this cute!

Yuan Xun's lips seemed to droop down almost imperceptibly, so much so that it was barely noticeable.

"Heh," after a long pause, she let out a very soft chuckle, her voice laced with weariness and sarcasm, "Brother... your imagination is even more outrageous than your sleeping posture."

After saying that, she slammed the door shut.

He still has the energy to make fun of himself; it seems he hasn't encountered any major problems...

What a fart!

If there's no problem, wouldn't it be even more hilarious? Why would someone suddenly lose health points?

Could it be that my younger sister has been spending too much time on LINE, Telegram, and Twitter and is now trying to imitate the "Landmine Girl" (a popular Taiwanese internet personality) by using drugs, playing the victim, and using a knife to manipulate fans?

So the label "Caiyun·Xuexiao" is the "mine-sweeping code" that their mine-sweeping girl organization gave themselves.

That's a really good life!

Yuan Qing imagined a whole bunch of things and almost wanted to bang on the door to get to the bottom of it.

However, he then realized that if his sister really changed the flower knife, it should be a continuous deduction of health, not a healing effect.

This is getting more and more outrageous.

Or perhaps I'm overthinking it, and the HP+1 popped up by the system doesn't necessarily refer solely to health points?

Physical appearance, mental state, and health status may all be related to HP.