Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Hmm? This is different from what Xiao Cui said.

　"However, I think that compared to Central City, Fengdu is still better... Let me give you a detailed analysis."

　Cong Yu said this, and then began a long and meticulous analysis...

　At last……

　Lan Tianzhu gave up her dream of buying a house in Central City. Because Cong Yu's attitude was very firm, she was practically begging her to buy a house in Fengdu.

　Who can stand this?

　Chapter 217 The True Ancestor Prepares to Go to Fengdu

　"Then, under the attack of that green magical girl, the vampire..."

　He was killed...that's it.

　"..."

　"..." Upon hearing the report from the red-haired magical girl in red before him, the priest in the office sighed, "Dente, are you doing it again?"

　Dente knew what he meant, and she was utterly speechless. She slammed her hand on the church table: "I'm telling the truth this time! It really is a princely rank! I brought back the evidence, and the test results will be out soon!"

　"..." No, no matter what, the idea of ​​a prince being killed by three magical girls who know nothing about vampires is still a bit like science fiction.

　Besides, when that vampire was registered before, he was only a viscount, wasn't he? How did he become a prince after crossing the ocean?

　Moreover, vampires cannot travel by boat; they can only travel by airplane.

　How could he become a prince in the Far East in such a short time?

　The blood they sucked could have filled at least several small towns, or at least several villages... and you're saying you only killed about ten people at the school.

　Who could believe this...?

　"No, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just..."

　The priest paused, then looked at the girl and changed his tune: "Alright, I don't believe you."

　After all, the other party is Dente. If other more reliable magical girls reported the same thing, then the news would be somewhat credible.

　But now it is Dente who is reporting—although she is quite old and has indeed made some achievements.

　But in most people's eyes, she is still the kind of child who hasn't grown up much, at least in the eyes of this veteran priest.

　He's still exactly the same as before, a braggart.

　Dente was furious on the spot. Although she used to boast about herself, this time it was true, it was really true.

　"An ant claw is an ant claw, and a crab is a crab."

　As she said this, she took out a photo of a muscular male vampire lying on the ground.

　"Look, this is my evidence... It's obvious the other party is a prince, right? Right?"

　Although the male vampire in the photo looks horribly injured, he does appear quite different from the previous files.

　"Hmm, photoshopped?"

　"No!!!"

　Upon hearing this response, the priest silently looked at Dente before him, and after a long while said, "I didn't doubt you... it's just that maybe after he went to the Far East, he worked out and his muscles improved, which is why he looks stronger than before, and you mistakenly thought that he had been promoted."

　This muscle-building exercise is incredible!

　“Che cazzone!”

　D was speechless. She sighed and covered her face, "I know, it's all my own fault... You all don't believe me, so go and see the report yourselves!"

　After saying that, Dente left in a huff.

　The priest, with a strange expression, and the old nun beside him were left behind. He sighed, "I feel like this time it's for real."

　"..."

　"Haha."

　The old nun smiled helplessly, offering no comment on the priest's words.

　-

　"That guy actually doesn't believe me. Even if I lie about things too often, it shouldn't be like this, right?"

　Dente complained as he tilted his head back and downed a glass of espresso in one gulp, nudging his friend next to him with his elbow: "Hey, what are you going to say?"

　Meanwhile, the magical girl beside her paid the bill, responding innocently, "This is the story of 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf'..."

　Damn it, D doesn't want to be the shepherd boy in the story.

　"That's settled then. I still have a mission... Lately, for some reason, the vampires have been causing quite a stir, so you should be careful too."

　The magical girl gave D these instructions, then put on the hood of her trench coat and disappeared into the distance.

　"hateful."

　Dente muttered something under his breath, then began to ponder whether he needed to improve his image.

　I feel like I can't gain other people's trust if I keep doing this.

　So, how about starting today and becoming an honest and trustworthy child?

　With this in mind, Dente found herself in a dilemma.

　"Miss, what are you thinking about?"

　Suddenly, a voice came from a parked car nearby; it sounded like a woman's voice.

　D looked up and saw a blonde woman dressed in a formal gown who looked like an aristocrat.

　His entire face was hidden inside the car, not exposed to even a sliver of sunlight, and his skin was quite pale.

　Vampire?

　With this in mind, Dente watched the person opposite him warily. But then he saw the other person simply get out of the car.

　The blonde woman stood confidently in the sunlight, slightly bowing and smiling at D.

　This reassured Dente somewhat.

　The hand that had been reaching inside the clothes relaxed.

　So it was probably neodymium that was used to flirt.

　It's Italy after all! (Lesbian!)

　"Ah, I'm not in any trouble... Please don't worry about me."

　D rejected the other party in this way, and cautiously withdrew.

　She took a step back, and then in the next instant... her mouth was covered.

　The blonde woman leaped in like a scarlet shadow, grabbing Dente by the neck with one hand and quickly pressing her lips to his.

　Although it was in broad daylight, it didn't attract much attention... That's the Mediterranean style.

　It's not unusual for couples to kiss in the street.

　"Woooooooo..."

　Dente, his mouth gagged, looked at the bright sun and frantically pulled a bottle of holy water from his pocket, instantly crushing it.

　Scattered drops of holy water, shimmering in the sunlight, quickly left their mark on the two of them.

　However, it had no effect.

　Not afraid of holy water, not afraid of sunlight...

　Antediluvian?! (Ancient One)

　"How...did I... offend...you?"

　Dente managed to utter a sound from her gagged lips, not quite understanding: "Shouldn't the True Ancestor live in seclusion?"

　"..." In response, the blonde woman, dressed like a classical aristocrat, gently lifted her sunglasses, revealing her scarlet eyes.

　Finally, she removed her lips from Dente's, simply replying, "Because you killed my child—"

　A child? Could it be...?

　"He's just a viscount!"

　"Whether it's a viscount or a baron... what I've embraced is my child, but I'm not here for revenge."

　With that, the blonde woman pulled the paralyzed and immobile Dente into the car and closed the door.

　"I'm just curious how that guy rose from viscount to prince, and how you killed him so easily..."

　"Can you take me to see the Far East?"

　Chapter 218 The Visitor is Not Friendly? You're the One Who's Here

　“WBX——”

　(WBX!)

　"Cyclone and the city——"

　(Wind and City)

　"思い诘めた,hengyanに花bouquetを——"

　(Offering a bouquet to the profile of someone deep in thought)

　"It's a crime--"

　(To punish evil)

　"What's happened Windy city——"

　(What happened? Windy City)

　"..." A small, black shadow, looking like a middle school student, was loudly singing a lullaby and wiping a wine glass in his hand with a cloth.

　Yes, this is a "black shadow," not a visual effect used in movies or TV shows to "hide the criminal and create suspense."

　Not like "Little Black".

　Instead, it is a genuine, black silhouette that makes one wonder if there is something wrong with the layers of the world and it is moving.

　Judging from the silhouette, it is clear that he is wearing a sailor uniform.

　"Huh? What's this song?"

　The voice came from an empty spot behind the bar, and it belonged to a young, elegant man.

　Sitting next to this "empty" place was a strange man with a bull's head: "Ah, Piano Soul, is this your first time here?"

　"..." In response, the young man's voice came from the empty place known as "Piano Soul": "Yes... um, the music here, and the tune sung by Master Ying, are all very nice."

　In response to his words, the minotaur coughed and corrected him: "It's Lord Xiaoying, you need to distinguish by body size."

　Xiaoying, who had stopped wiping the wine glass, nodded in satisfaction at the minotaur's words and then continued humming a song.

　"Ah? Is that so?"

　Piano Soul was clearly hearing this for the first time. After analyzing it for a moment, he said, "So, isn't it just a clone of Lord Great Shadow?"

　Upon hearing this, Xiaoying, who had been leisurely doing her work, immediately looked up and stared in that direction.

　Even though the piano spirit doesn't "exist" and Xiaoying doesn't have "facial features," their eyes still met.

　I don't know why, but I felt a heavy sense of oppression.

　So, does Master Xiaoying dislike it when people say she's Master Daying's clone?

　Judging from this, the piano spirit wisely chose to change the subject, pretending not to understand the atmosphere: "So, what's the music playing here?"

　It sounds great, and surprisingly it has a bit of a nightclub vibe.

　As an eccentric person involved in music, he doesn't just play classical piano; he listens to all kinds of pop music and even anime songs.

　But this is the first time I've heard this song before.

　"It's music designed by Lord Congyu. Listening to these lyrics makes me feel so righteous..."

　The Minotaur proudly gave a thumbs up.

　When talking about Lord Congyu, even the most eccentric member of the 22nd Group would proudly puff out his chest...