Is it only magical girls?

Tao Ying's motorcycle had somehow turned into a three-seater motorcycle. She patted the back seat and said, "Let's go home."

Yuanxing grasped the key point: "We? What we mean is, Taoying, are you going to my house? Is it okay if you don't go back to your own house?"

"It's okay, it's okay, because I ran away from home."

Yuanxing was a little confused: "Huh? Does 'running away from home' mean you've been running away from home for the past two weeks?"

"right."

That's outrageous! The most crucial point is that he didn't say anything when he left home, only after everything was over. He essentially ran away from home without informing anyone for the past two weeks!

Yuanxing got into the passenger seat. She originally wanted to sit behind Taoying, but thought it would be more convenient for the passenger seat to give directions, so she got into the passenger seat.

Yuanxing and the others went to Qianchan's house first. This was Yuanxing's insistence. She wanted to take Qianchan to the house that she had demolished immediately and then have a good talk with this demolition expert to find out why she had made the house like this.

Qianchan was somewhat at a loss when she looked at the crime scene she had left behind.

"I really didn't expect it to turn out like this..."

Qianchan's expression was detached, as if she wanted to avoid the problem at hand, but it was really difficult to avoid such a fact, after all, Yuanxing was right next to her, and it seemed that he wouldn't let her leave until she explained herself.

"Ok."

Qianchan gave up struggling and began to recount all her experiences: "After the first battle against the large monster, I saw Anlian collecting those evil thoughts."

"I know that she created a colossal monster through artificial means using the Moon Ripple technique, but the colossal monster was weak in combat and was a complete failure. However, she collected those evil thoughts not just to create colossal monsters, but to use that power to strengthen the magical girls' obsessions, thereby turning the magical girls into witches."

Qianchan continued, "I believe that Paradise is creating monsters to maintain the status of magical girls. My mother said that I am a descendant of the first magical girl, Tsukuyomi, namely Tsukuyomi V. I feel that I need to end this evil, so I plan to infiltrate Paradise. This behavior is too dangerous, and what I say to you will put you in danger, so I disbanded the club and plan to start investigating on my own."

"But her investigation wasn't as fast as mine, to the point that I started to wonder if she was actually investigating or just slacking off."

Qianchan felt that her junior schoolmate had been completely corrupted by Lingling after spending some time with her. She spoke sarcastically almost without thinking, and her words were particularly hurtful. At least the sentence she just uttered was as hurtful as Lingling's, but there was a difference: Lingling deliberately used offensive language, while Yuanxing had no hostility and was simply stating her feelings.

Yuanxing realized something was wrong after her speech: "Ah, did my words offend you, senior? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way, I was just speaking from the heart."

Tao Ying reached out and covered Yuan Xing's mouth: "Shh, don't say anything. The more you talk, the more hurt she will feel. Let's just let this matter go and not keep digging into it. Some things are better left unknown."

Seeing Yuanxing nod, Taoying let go.

Then Yuanxing said, "Indeed, there are things that cannot be said in the truth."

Chapter 119 It seems I only need two more times to surpass it.

Since we've decided not to pursue what happened to Qianchan before, there's no need to stay in Qianchan's dilapidated house any longer. We can go directly to Yuanxing's house. We don't even need to bring our bedding, since Yuanxing's house has everything.

Yuanxing entered the house and went back and forth to prepare pajamas and slippers for Qianchan and Taoying. Then he said, "Take a shower before changing into your pajamas. Taoying, you worked hard to bring us back earlier. You should take a shower first."

"Don't be so formal with me. As the master, Yuanxing should take a bath first."

Qianchan echoed this sentiment: "That's what I was thinking too. Yuanxing, why don't you take a shower first?"

It didn't matter who showered first, Yuanxing nodded.

After Yuanxing started taking a shower, Qianchan suddenly stood up and walked towards the bedroom, looking at the double bed.

Qianchan seemed to be able to see Yuanxing and Lingling chatting idly on this bed. It was a scene without her, a time without her. A certain emotion was accumulating in her heart, burning like a flame.

Qian Chan took out her phone and took a picture of the bed sheet, then placed an order for an identical one via instant purchase. She then pulled the sheet off the bed and used magic to slowly and completely erase it from the world.

"That's clean now."

However, the sound of her pulling out the bed sheet was too loud, arousing Tao Ying's curiosity. She watched as Qian Chan completely destroyed the bed sheet, and she thought that her younger sister, this senior, was truly amazing. If things continued like this, she would become a witch sooner or later.

After Qianchan had completely removed the bed sheet, she suddenly realized that Taoying was standing right next to her, watching her every move.

When Tao Ying saw Qian Chan looking over, she slowly withdrew her gaze: "Are you going to deal with the pillow too? The quilt might not be the same one, you know. And speaking of which, the sheets might not be the ones Ling Ling used when she stayed at the hostel."

“No,” Qianchan covered her face and shook her head gently, “I’m such an idiot. What stupid thing have I been doing? I shouldn’t have bothered with the bed sheets.”

"Let's change the sheets first."

"Ah."

Qianchan and Taoying silently changed the sheets, and to avoid making Yuanxing feel too strange, they also changed the pillowcases and duvet covers, making the whole bedroom look brand new.

After tidying up the room, Tao Ying said, "You probably don't know what a witch is, right? A witch is like a magical girl in a berserk state. The heavy emotions in a magical girl's heart are sublimated, and her emotions go completely berserk, transforming into endless magic power, becoming a witch with extremely strong destructive power. After defeating a witch, you will lose your memory because of the burning emotions. If you continue like this, you will lose your memory of Yuanxing sooner or later, and Yuanxing will be the one who suffers then. You have to control these emotions."

"I know."

Qianchan closed her eyes and sighed, "Qingyin told me about this, but I..."

There's no way to control it.

That makes sense, though. It's better to guide than to block. The best thing to do right now is to go out and relax.

"Let's go for a race, that's the best way to relieve stress."

Tao Ying didn't give Qian Chan any chance to refute, and dragged her out. She also told Yuan Xing, "Qian Chan and I are going for a race. We'll be back soon. Also, we changed our bedding, so don't be too surprised."

Racing? Now?!

When Yuanxing peeked out of the door, he found that the room was empty.

Yuanxing looked around blankly: "What happened outside while I was taking a shower? I think I missed something important..."

But what's done is done. Yuanxing could only go back to take a shower. By the time she finished showering and changed into her pajamas, Qianchan and Taoying, who had gone out for a race, were still not back. It was normal for them not to be back, so Yuanxing wasn't in a hurry at all. She casually turned on the TV to watch a movie while waiting for Qianchan and Taoying to return from their race.

After about thirty minutes, there was a knock on the door.

"You sped back so quickly?"

Yuanxing opened the door, somewhat confused. A female delivery woman stood outside. Upon seeing Yuanxing, she abruptly turned her head: "Th-th-th-th-th—"

The voice sounded like a girl's, but wasn't this girl far too timid?

Because the delivery girl was so timid, Yuanxing felt he should be even more enthusiastic: "Thank you for delivering this so late!"

“No, no, no—”

The delivery girl screamed and turned to run away, leaving Yuanxing alone, staring blankly at the bed sheet in her hand: "What is this? A bed sheet? Why did you send this? Where are my old bed sheets?"

The delivery girl on the other side quickly ran into the elevator. Once inside, she calmed down rapidly: "I was so scared... I can't believe it was Yuanxing who ordered the sheets. I haven't seen her at school in so long, I'm so happy. What happened to her old sheets? Why does she need sheets now? Did she recognize me? She's so radiant, and I'm so insignificant, she definitely wouldn't recognize me, right?"

"I'm her classmate, and I sit right behind her, but I've never spoken to her. I wish I could be friends with Yuanxing."

"ah!"

"What am I thinking?!"

As the motorcycle sped along, Qianchan felt a slight shift in her state of mind; the frustration she had felt was completely left behind. Her worries had vanished entirely, and she had no reason to be upset about Lingling, nor to feel conflicted, confused, or regretful that Lingling had overtaken her and taken first place.

There is only one thing she needs to do, and that should have been the only thing from the beginning.

Just surpass Lingling once again and become number one in Yuanxing's heart again.

"gone back."

Qianchan turned around and went back: "You'd better stay close, or you won't be able to find your way home, and I won't be responsible for you!"

"You newbie think you can shake me off?"

The motorcycles raced each other, returning to the neighborhood in the blink of an eye. Qianchan knew exactly where Yuanxing would hide his house key; she didn't need to knock to open the door naturally. When she entered the room, she saw Yuanxing deep in thought, staring at the bedding, clearly trying to figure out where his sheets had gone.

The bed sheets don't matter; you can just throw something together.

So Qianchan spoke first: "I'm sorry, I accidentally stained the sheets, so I bought new ones."

"Senior, you didn't go out for a car race to vent your frustration because you got the sheets dirty, did you?"

"of course not."

Qianchan turned to Taoying, raised her hand towards the bathroom, indicating that Taoying was in the way and it was time to take a shower.

Ms. Tao Ying said that demolition was truly this person's instinct; she was first-rate at demolishing houses and walls, and she muttered as she went into the bathroom.

After getting rid of the people in the way, Qianchan suddenly rushed towards Yuanxing and hugged her tightly.

"Whoa!"

Sensing the coldness emanating from Qianchan, Yuanxing instinctively called out, then quickly quieted down and hugged Qianchan, gently patting her back: "What's wrong?"

Qianchan smiled, looked at Yuanxing's lips, and suddenly kissed him.

Unlike Lingling's taste back then, this one tastes like milk chocolate, and you can tell that Qianchan just ate milk chocolate.

"How many times have Xiaoxing and Lingling kissed?"

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Yuanxing's forehead. She felt that this question was extremely dangerous, but it was also a question she had to answer. She tremblingly raised her right hand and made a V sign: "Twice?"

"It seems I only need two more tries to surpass them."

Chapter 120 I was the first person in my class to know that Yuanxing was returning to school.

Feng Hua is an ordinary sixteen-year-old girl, ordinary in every way. The only extraordinary thing about her is her passion for magical girls. She secretly works after school to buy magical girl merchandise. The job she chose is a local delivery service. There are no educational requirements, the salary is decent, and most importantly, the working hours are flexible; she can work whenever she wants.

She also had an unusual experience: last night, she gave a bed sheet to a girl who was like an idol at school. Although the reason for needing a new bed sheet had bothered her for a long time, that wasn't important. What was important was that the girl was a magical girl, and seeing her last night meant that she had finished her two-week-long monster-clearing mission.

Maybe I'll be back at school soon, and I might even see her when I go to school tomorrow!

That means I was the first person in the class to know that Yuanxing was returning to school!

Although it was just a trivial matter, Feng Hua felt it was something to be happy about, so happy that she couldn't sleep well all night. She got up early the next day, much earlier than usual, to go to school. When she arrived at the school gate, she happened to see Yuan Xing getting off his motorcycle. This kind of chance encounter had never happened before!

Yesterday's chance encounter was completely unprecedented, and today's encounter is another one that has never happened before!

Yes, it was fate, fate was encouraging her to ask for autographs in the past!

Feng Hua took out the laptop, thinking of getting closer to try it out...

Unfortunately, before she could get there, she was scattered by a group of people. In the blink of an eye, she saw that Yuanxing was already surrounded, and it was almost impossible to squeeze in.

That's true. Fate is just an illusion, a mere coincidence. Someone like her has no chance of getting an autograph directly. It's definitely better to offer money to buy an autograph.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly felt her hand being grabbed and pulled forward.

She looked up abruptly and realized that the person pulling her forward was Yuanxing. Noticing her gaze, Yuanxing said, "It would be troublesome if we were left behind, especially since Fenghua came to school early on purpose."

She knows my name?! And she even knows my school hours?!

Feng Hua was stunned, letting Yuan Xing drag her into the teaching building.

Once inside the teaching building, Yuanxing let go of his hand and moved forward at a normal pace.

Meanwhile, Feng Hua's brainstorming continued: She just didn't recognize me yesterday! No, how could Yuan Xing, who is so smart, not recognize me? She was just being considerate and pretending not to notice that I was working off-campus! An angel! No, a goddess, without a doubt, a goddess of light, a goddess of healing, or something like that.

Upon entering the classroom, Yuanxing handed over the concert ticket: "Here, this is for you. It's a concert organized by our company. We hope you can come and attend."

My crush gave me concert tickets?!

Feng Hua was so excited that she was completely absorbed in her own world that she didn't even notice that Yuan Xing had started handing out concert tickets to everyone.

Miss Yuanxing didn't have any particular thoughts; she was simply handing out concert tickets. First, she gave them to the students sitting in front of and behind her, and then she started handing them out one by one from the classroom door. She wanted to give every student a concert ticket.

Of course, things didn't unfold as Yuanxing had anticipated, because her classmates completely surrounded her, chattering and asking about her experiences over the past two weeks. Yuanxing answered them one by one, handing the tickets to the students who had gathered around. She also took the opportunity to circle the classroom to see who hadn't come over, planning to return the tickets to them later.

Suddenly, she saw Feng Hua looking at her. Instinctively, she smiled at Feng Hua, and then she saw Feng Hua lower her head and cover herself completely. It has to be said that shy girls are very cute. After all, there are no shy girls in their company; none of them are anything but shy.

While I was talking to my classmates, the bell rang for class. Although we hadn't finished distributing the tickets yet, I had to go back to my seat and sit down properly to start the class.

Having missed classes for a full two weeks, Yuanxing naturally fell behind and had no idea what the teacher was saying. Every word seemed like gibberish to him, so Yuanxing was completely out of it and his attention was not on the class at all.

Feng Hua noticed Yuanxing's expression. She knew a great deal about magical girls and understood that they often struggled to catch up after long missions. This was the time for an ordinary classmate like herself to help, perhaps by handing her her notebook so Yuanxing could study using the information there.

But can I? Is my notebook okay? My grades are just average. Would it be too presumptuous of me to give my notebook to Yuanxing? Besides, my handwriting isn't very good. If I had persisted in the calligraphy classes I took when I was little, my handwriting would definitely be much better, and I could show the notebook to Yuanxing. If I had studied hard before, and been first in the class, I would definitely have the courage to show the notebook to Yuanxing.

If, if, if... Feng Hua's mind had too many "ifs," but her hands had no "ifs"—she had already stretched out the notebook, right next to Yuan Xing.

No, no, no, we must take the laptop back immediately in this situation!

But it was too late; the notebook had barely been extended when it was spotted by the distant star.

"Thank you, Fenghua. I really couldn't understand what the teacher was saying at all."

Yuanxing tugged at the laptop, but it wouldn't budge; Fenghua showed no intention of letting go. Yuanxing looked at Fenghua, her black hair disheveled, her green eyes fixed on the laptop, her lips moving unconsciously, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. But in the end, she didn't speak; she simply shook her head vigorously, trying to pull the laptop back.

Although I don't know what Feng Hua wants to do, it's probably out of shyness, right? How could I allow someone to take the notebook back just because they're shy? Yuan Xing not only didn't let go but grabbed the other person's hand, causing Feng Hua to let go of the notebook in order to avoid it.

Yuanxing stuck out his tongue: "I'll return it to you after I finish copying it."

"Uh-huh."

Feng Hua stared at her right hand, which had just grabbed the notebook, her face filled with disbelief and her green eyes wide with astonishment: What are you doing?! How dare you try to steal something from the goddess! You foolish blasphemer! And why did you dodge when the goddess touched you?! Blasphemers should die!

Feng Hua decided to sentence his right hand to death, and picked up a dictionary to smash it against his right hand.

It hurts!

The pain brought Feng Hua back to her senses slightly; after all, it was her own hand!