My older sister is a villainous rich girl

Wayne even imagined that one day he could use earth magic to make all kinds of exquisite figurines to sell and get rich from it.

This inspiration came from Chris's handicraft department.

But once he actually got his hands on it, he discovered that the more refined the object he wanted to make, the more energy it would consume.

In reality, after possessing such powerful magic, no one would want to make money in such a meager way, because it would be a losing proposition.

Forget it, I don't have any pressure to survive right now, so I'll just live a life of leisure and wait to die.

At most, he should live up to his status as a magical genius and just work hard to practice magic.

Don't do anything unnecessary. Just stick close to the protagonist, and you can rise to the top along with them.

He leaned back and lay down on the carpet.

From this vantage point, you can see the moon outside the window.

A full moon hangs quietly in the sky, shining equally on all living things under this sky.

The hazy, silvery moonlight gently spilled into the room, draping the tables, chairs, and furniture in a mysterious veil.

I wonder if the moon is full or waning on Earth right now?

Just as he closed his eyes and was about to drift off to sleep, there was a gentle knock on the window.

"Bang bang".

"The window wasn't closed, climb up by yourself..." He stood up in astonishment, staring at the window that was four or five meters above the ground.

A small dog wearing strange light wings floated in mid-air.

Just like when they parted not long ago, Little White flapped its wings and floated in with practiced ease, sitting on his bed.

“Wayne Winch”.

It started to speak, in a babyish voice.

"Young man, sign a contract with me and become a magical girl bar!"

Wayne was dumbfounded.

Damn, am I dreaming?

He closed his eyes and lay back down.

Little White leaped off the bed and landed on Wayne's stomach.

Wayne instantly curled up into a shrimp-like shape on the ground in agony.

He grabbed the puppy, flipped it over, and pinned it beneath him, growling menacingly, "Tell me! Where did you come from, you monster who came here to possess my body?"

"I am not a monster."

Little White easily broke free from Wayne's grasp, its wings of light fluttering behind it.

"I am an observer from another dimension. That world has been devoured by a runaway witch, and if a magical girl doesn't step up to save everyone, this world will soon be destroyed!" it said earnestly.

"Oh, really!" Wayne exclaimed in a slightly high-pitched, flustered voice.

The next moment, his face turned extremely gloomy: "You're kidding me! Do you think I haven't watched magical girl anime?"

Earth elemental energy gathered wildly in Vayne's palm, forming a massive sphere of light.

"Team fight can be lost, but QB must die!"

The puppy's face hardened, and it bared its teeth, saying, "You may disagree with my suggestion, but if you dare to sabotage my actions, you'll face the consequences!"

With a flick of its slender arm, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket lashed out of the window.

"boom!"

A large tree in the courtyard, which looked to be about a hundred years old, split open with a crack, falling into two halves and emitting a faint glow of fire and a strong smell of burning.

"In this world, if you die, you may never have another chance to live."

It said it casually.

Wayne silently dispersed the magic gathered in his hands and sat down.

“While I still have reservations,” he said, changing the subject, “I must admit that your proposal is very constructive.”

The little white dog sneered and said, "Good to know."

"Even if my power hasn't fully recovered, scattering your ashes would be effortless for me." It stepped onto the window sill and jumped out again. "Think about it carefully. The way magical girls understand and use magic is on a completely different level from the low-level magic in this world."

“…Nonsense, if the scripts are all mixed up, how can they be in the same dimension?” Wayne retorted.

Xiaobai wasn't listening at all and continued, "The Witch's Night is approaching, and your strength is insufficient to resist it. Only by becoming magical girls can you have the power to protect this peaceful life."

"I believe you will agree one day."

It said this, gave Wayne a deep look, and then drifted toward the side courtyard where Pokran lived.

After it disappeared, Wayne slammed his fist on the carpet.

"Damn it! What kind of twisted sense of humor is it to make a guy like me a magical girl?"

To be frank, he didn't believe a single word that guy said.

Magical girl?! It's most likely just an excuse for them to carry out other schemes.

"What a fucking dog! It really is a dog!"

He had long suspected something was off about this bastard; his intelligence was far too high, and he seemed to be deliberately targeting him. Now, it seemed his guesses about some divine beast or sacred creature were far too hasty.

But... does Chris know about its problem?

They probably don't know.

Before this, it was an extremely well-behaved puppy, and it would even obediently accept Wayne's baths and dressings.

Wayne suddenly realized: Something's not right!

It might not be that powerful at all! Otherwise, it could do whatever it wants without giving itself a chance to refuse.

However, he dared not gamble.

This might really be his only chance to live.

"Ugh... this is so hard for me!"

Wayne let out a wail and buried his head in the blanket.

Originally, I just wanted to coast through this transmigrated life, but I never expected to face both a reverse harem deadly situation and a cross-dressing deadly situation...

Chapter 35 Hot Pot

the next day.

"This tree..."

"Young lady, don't be sad. It was just bad luck that it got struck by lightning, there's nothing we can do about it..."

In the courtyard, Chris looked like she was about to cry: "This tree has been with me since I was a baby, it's been here since the first day I can remember... Waaah..."

Wayne walked up and looked at the remains of the tragic tree.

The internal tissues were charred black, beyond dead.

“What a misfortune,” Wayne concluded.

“Let’s cut down all its branches,” Chris said, wiping away imaginary tears. “And let’s set up a pot and make a hot pot together.”

???

Wayne turned his head with a question mark on his face, scrutinizing her expression.

There wasn't a trace of sadness on his face; he was clearly overjoyed!

Karen sighed, "Is Miss going to act up again? Madam will be angry if she sees this."

"Oh, just don't tell her." With that, she coolly warned those present, "If anyone dares to secretly tattle on me behind my back, they'd better be prepared to bear a burden their lives cannot bear."

They really took advantage of Ashville's busy schedule lately to start acting recklessly.

So Wayne sat down to watch Chris's performance.

She instructed the maids to produce a large pot from somewhere, and then they piled up some bricks on the lawn to build a makeshift stove in the courtyard.

"Wayne, now comes the moment of truth! I guarantee you'll love this way of cooking!"

The maids who were carrying ingredients out of the kitchen as Chris had requested immediately wore expressions that were hard to describe.

Wayne also had a bad feeling.

"Chris, have you tried this before?"

"Yes, I tried it once secretly, but I failed," she said casually.

"But this time it will definitely succeed! I have completed thorough research and all the alternative ingredients have been prepared."

Hey, you've been looking for another chance to try, haven't you?

"Really?" Wayne smiled innocently. "By the way, I wonder if Little White is getting used to staying at Mr. Pokran's place after a night. I have to go check on him."

Chris grabbed his collar and chuckled wickedly, "It's not too late to go see it after you've finished eating."

She rolled up her sleeves and began to boil the strangely shaped plants in the water while muttering incantations.

"I'll use something similar, like alkanet root... star anise... cinnamon... dried tangerine peel... bay leaves..."

After a while, take out two clean, thin wooden sticks and stir them continuously inside.

It has to be said that it gives off a strong sense of déjà vu as a perverted and evil witch who is concocting a potion.

"Eek!" The ignorant maids huddled together in fear.

Karen brought over a bowl full of sliced ​​meat on a cart. Chris's eyes lit up, and she kept putting the thinly sliced ​​meat from the bowl into the big pot.

"Here's a bowl!" she said, holding out her right hand.

Wayne handed her a clean bowl.

Chris scooped out a piece of beef, placed it in a bowl, and examined it closely.

"It should be... edible, right?"

Wayne said speechlessly, "Why don't you try it and you'll see?"

“That’s true.” Chris closed her eyes and put the slightly cooled beef into her mouth. “Mmm…”

After chewing for a long time, she opened her eyes.

"It's edible!"

Chris announced loudly with a joyful expression.

In fact, as long as it's cooked, it's safe to eat, right?

Wayne glanced at Karen, who was serving meat and water, and asked curiously, "How did you fail last time?"

“Uh…” Karen glanced at Chris, who was still enjoying her meal, and said softly, “Since we’re vacationing at a villa in the suburbs, Miss picked a lot of mushrooms from the mountains…”

"Oh, do you see the little person?"

Karen said embarrassedly, "I just suddenly blacked out and fainted. When I woke up, I was already in my bedroom, and I didn't have any other symptoms."

That's incredibly lucky...

Wayne remembered that in his previous life, news reports mentioned people who died from eating poisonous mushrooms every year.

But mushrooms are really delicious, especially grilled mushrooms that are fried until crispy on a hot plate.

"Everyone should try some!" Chris called out.

Seeing the skeptical looks around her, she wrinkled her nose and emphasized, "It really is edible!"

Chris looked around and her gaze settled on Wayne.

Wayne swallowed hard, and said with a look of grim determination, "Let me try it for everyone."

Chris instantly smiled with satisfaction and personally served him another piece of beef.

"How is it? Delicious, isn't it!"

"Biaji, biaji..."