Why are the magical girls in your area male?

Warm yellow lights streamed through huge floor-to-ceiling windows onto the street, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee and curry.

As I pushed open the door, the clear sound of wind chimes rang out.

“Welcome~”

A slightly languid, magnetic female voice came through.

Behind the bar stood a young woman wearing a beige apron.

Her burgundy curly hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few strands falling onto her delicate collarbone.

Underneath the apron was a close-fitting grey cashmere sweater, the fabric clinging to her skin and outlining her stunning curves that made hearts race.

"Oh, it's Gensei-kun and Kaoru."

Upon seeing the two, Sakura Yuko's smile deepened. Her eyes swept over Genji, and a captivating smile graced her lips, her full red lips resembling ripe cherries.

"What a rare guest!"

"Sister Yuko!"

"Yuko-nee, it's been a long time."

The two greeted each other with smiles, walked to the bar and sat down. Yuan Xun sat close to Yuan Qing, afraid of giving outsiders an opportunity to take advantage.

"Are you starving? Xiao Xun, still the same old thing? Beef curry rice?"

"Mmm, thank you, Yuuko-nee~"

"And what about Gensei-kun?" Yuko leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on the bar counter, her ample bosom seemingly about to burst out of her clothes.

She rested her chin on her hand, her amber eyes filled with a hint of amusement as she stared intently at Yuan Qing: "Still the curry pork chop rice? Or, would you like to try your sister's newly invented 'passion curry'?"

It has special spices added, and it's guaranteed to get your blood pumping after eating it!

Her voice was husky and magnetic, and the last word was pronounced with particular ambiguity.

Yuan Qing declared that he had already seen through Yuan Qing's schemes and decisively refused, saying, "Forget it, Yuko-nee. Every time you say that, the curry you make in the end makes me so lazy that I'm dying to cook it."

"Oh dear, how heartless~ But, that's also part of your cuteness."

Yuko smiled gently, straightened up, turned and walked towards the open kitchen at the back, picked up the spatula, and flicked her wrist with elegant and skillful movements.

She truly is a rare beauty; even cooking is so elegant.

Yuan Qing smiled slightly.

However, as he looked on, the smile on his face froze.

[Charming Boss Lady] [Coffee & Curry Master] [A Tribute to the Legendary Judge]

This is Yuko Sakura's tag.

When I first looked at it, the other party only had the first two tags. When did this last one appear?

A tribute to the legendary presiding judge...

What on earth is this tag that's both cringeworthy and abstract?

Could it be that Yuko used to work in the court?

hiss......

I sensed foreshadowing!

If this were an ordinary world, Yuan Qing might think of her as just a judge.

But this is a world with magical girls, so things are probably not that simple.

Could it be related to lunar erosion again?

The problem is, the other party doesn't possess any magic at all.

Well......

I'll make a note of this and have the chairman or Mr. Zhongtang take a look at it another day.

They're both so strong, they might figure something out.

On the other side, Yuan Xun, whose thoughts were completely out of sync with Yuan Qing's, watched with a huff!

Yuuko is teasing my brother again!

That look, that tone, that gesture!

Ugh, how annoying! That's why I didn't want to come...

Yuan Xun glared angrily at Yuan Qing!

It's all your fault!

So tall, so strong, so good-looking, and with such an innocent face!

Attract bees and butterflies!

Seeing that Yuan Qing kept staring at the other person's back, she couldn't hold back any longer and seized the moment when the other person put down the water glass—

"Boom!"

She stretched out her little foot and kicked Yuan Qing's shin hard under the table!

"hiss."

Yuan Qing was so caught off guard by the kick that he almost cried out.

He looked at Yuan Xun with a bewildered expression: "What are you doing?"

"My foot slipped! That won't do!" Yuan Xun said angrily.

"..."

Yuan Qing rubbed his sore calf and sighed as he looked at his sister's domineering "I'm going to kick you" expression.

This little jealous person, really, gets jealous everywhere she goes.

Soon, two steaming, fragrant plates of curry rice were served.

"Please enjoy your meal~" Yuko gently placed the plate down, then her fingers brushed against Gensei's forearm, which was resting on the bar, and she deliberately gave it a squeeze.

"Yuko-nee?" Yuan Qing was slightly taken aback.

The other person smiled sweetly and teased, "Has Yuanqing-jun been working out lately? Your muscles are more defined than before, and they feel great to the touch~"

"Uh, cough, you must be joking."

"Ha~"

Yuuko chuckled softly, her smile deepening as she looked at Gensei's slightly embarrassed expression.

She straightened up, a hint of smugness in her eyes: "Still so easily teased, so cute~ Okay, let's focus on our meal, I won't disturb you anymore~"

After saying that, Yuko Sakura turned around and went to wipe the bar counter.

Yuan Xun stood to the side, watching his older brother's silly look as he was being coaxed into becoming an embryo, and then looking at Yuko's charming back, he was so angry that his cheeks were about to burst.

hatred!

I hate it!

Why don't I have the figure of a mature woman?

Otherwise, I would definitely win!

She channeled her grief and anger into her appetite, viciously scooping up a large spoonful of curry rice and stuffing it into her mouth.

But the delicious curry did not quell her anger.

The thought that such delicious curry was made by her "love rival" only intensified her frustration.

She thought angrily and then secretly kicked Yuan Qing again!

"...What are you doing now?" Yuan Qing's lips twitched.

"My foot slipped again!" Yuan Xun said matter-of-factly!

Faced with his younger sister's jealousy and coquettishness, Yuan Qing decisively struck back, reaching out to pinch her delicate cheek.

The latter wanted to retaliate, but Yuan Qing, taking advantage of his long arms, pressed down on her forehead, causing her intended punch to miss.

......

Midnight, within the etched moon.

In one of the association's rest rooms, Danzhu was quietly examining herself in the mirror.

Her smooth, shoulder-length silver hair fell naturally, with a few bright red highlights that resembled dancing flames, adding a touch of intensity to the cool silver.

Her gown flowed gracefully, like shimmering autumn water, rippling with layers of light.

The two ribbons tied around her slender waist resemble flowing water, creating an ethereal and fairy-like effect.

Danzhu took a deep breath, trying to calm the frantic drumming in her chest.

She turned slightly to the side, carefully examining every detail in front of the mirror.

She tiptoed and carefully turned her body, examining whether the sway of her skirt was smooth.

Her fingers traced the two flowing ribbons around her waist, adjusting their descent.

After meticulously confirming all the details of the dress, she looked in the mirror and gave a captivating smile.

Her fair cheeks were already tinged with a faint blush, like cherry blossoms.

"Yeah, perfect."

"You just need to tone down the blush on your face..."

She murmured to herself, trying to encourage herself.

But deep within the eyes reflected in the mirror, an undisguised anxiety still surged!

Is it really perfect?

I still feel it's not perfect enough...

Danzhu was very troubled.

She knew very well how beautiful she was.

In terms of looks alone, apart from that top-tier singer who only exists on television, who is equally beautiful as Chiyo Amamiya, even the student council president is inferior to her.

She had never cared so much about her appearance when she was on missions before.

But today is different.

Today is the first time she's been on a mission with Aqing.

Humans are strange creatures; they are always changing themselves to please others.

Especially when that person is someone you deeply love, you start to become unlike yourself.

For Danzhu, that person was Yuanqing.

It is said that when you love someone, you will feel inferior involuntarily, which she originally dismissed.

She never imagined that when it actually happened to her, she would also show fear.

We must show the demeanor of a senior, and we must take good care of that bastard!

You can't give yourself away, you can't be as easily startled as usual, you can't blush easily, and you can't get so excited that you faint!

"..."

But it's really hard.

The thought of fighting alongside Yuan Qing, the thought of him witnessing my battles, needing my protection, or being protected by him...

Danzhu felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat!

My cheeks started burning uncontrollably!

She quickly adjusted the flowing ribbons in front of the mirror, trying to distract herself.

"Calm down, Danzhu, calm down."

She pursed her lips tightly, trying to hypnotize herself: "You are a B-rank magical girl, you are 'Folding Mirror,' you are a senior!"

"Be elegant, be powerful, be reliable!"