Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　"Ha... well, it's not ventriloquism."

　Carlos Mario sighed helplessly as he looked at the rap king, who was now completely serious: "That's the goddess of fate, it's Moirai."

　Rap King: "..."

　The version updates... so fast.

　Chapter 419 Domo, Brad Van Milion desu

　"Let me think, how do Japanese people introduce themselves?"

　As the male vampire spoke, he gradually withdrew the burning blood flames around him, then clasped his hands together: "Domo, Brad Vanmillion desu... This is my name."

　"If you ask me about my identity, I am a pro-goodwill vampire who works for the Papacy and is directly under the Pope's command."

　"..." No, Japanese people don't usually introduce themselves like that.

　Cong Yu's lips twitched, while Xiao Cui clasped her hands together: "Domo, Brad Van Milion = Sang, Xiao Cui desu—"

　Don't say things like that!

　This confirms that Japanese people communicate in such a strange way.

　Is that right?!

　To be honest, Cong Yu is now a bit like a destiny CPDD... cough cough, destiny PTSD.

　He subconsciously viewed every person he encountered who constantly talked about "fate" as a potential enemy, but...

　"Vanmillion? Do you know Dente?"

　Brad Van Mirion was taken aback by Cong Yu's words and asked, "Do you know Dente?"

　Using questions to answer questions is rather strange.

　However, Cong Yu was still able to restrain her hostility, since the other party seemed to be related to her in some way.

　"You wouldn't happen to be... the father that Dente mentioned, the one who was killed by a vampire, would you?"

　Cong Yu asked this question, raising a reasonable doubt.

　Xiao Cui nodded in agreement: "That's how it's often portrayed in TV dramas... Uncle, you fake your death to do something dangerous, and then abandon your daughter or something like that."

　Brad twitched his lips at Cong Yu and Xiao Cui's guess: "No, I am Dente's uncle... his father's brother."

　My brother is truly dead, not faked.

　"However, my relationship with my brother is not particularly close... because I was busy with work, I didn't take good care of Dente."

　As he said this, Brad scratched his face and said, "Besides, I am a vampire after all, although... well, she probably hates vampires, right?"

　With that, Brad Vanmillion showed his credentials to the magical girls who had entered the meeting hall, and asked, "How is Dente doing?"

　"How are you doing? That's an interesting question."

　Moreover, Brad's earlier statement, "She must hate vampires," is actually a fairly normal statement.

　But considering that Dente is always running errands for Theredo and happily gets slapped in the face with dollars by Theredo... it just seems weird.

　Dente has been kept by a lesbian vampire!

　Cong Yu had originally intended to say it honestly. But looking at Uncle Dente's eyes...

　I think it's better not to expose this in front of Dente's elders.

　Let's give her some face.

　"Your worries are unnecessary. Actually, Dente is doing quite well with a friendly vampire now, and they're often in Japan..."

　Cong Yu said this, then hesitated for a moment, and finally found a more euphemistic word to explain: "business trip".

　"Pfft-"

　Xiao Cui couldn't help but laugh out loud, then, under Brad Van Milion's questioning gaze, she looked down and said, "I remembered something happy."

　"..." In any case, we can assume that Brad Van Milion is a friend rather than an enemy, so Cong Yu can finally find someone to answer her questions.

　"Why do you insist on maintaining fate? Why does Moirai want to change fate? Why do you say Moirai can't see me?"

　In response to Cong Yu's three questions, Brad Van Milion answered the first one: "Because the world and time are connected, and destiny also develops linearly into the future through time..."

　"Therefore, the correct future of the world depends on the correct development of destiny. If I had to describe it, the deviation cannot exceed fifty percent."

　Cong Yu: "???"

　Xiao Cui: "???"

　"The reason Moirai wants to correct her fate is because her birth is inseparable from the correct destiny... For the gods, for the world, time is linear. It's not necessarily that strict."

　"Moire, who transcends the timeline, is in fact a god who will be born in the future. If the deviation of fate is too great, then she cannot be born."

　Cong Yu: "???"

　Xiao Cui: "???"

　"In fact, you don't exist on the list of destiny. Even though I know you are actually a variable in the right destiny."

　"And Moirai, who observes the world through the 'Threads of Fate,' even with the eyes of a divine messenger, still overlooks you... so you probably don't need to worry about Moirai's wicked sense of humor spreading to you."

　"..." Xiao Cui nodded as if she understood Brad's explanation, and whispered to Cong Yu, "It seems that Brother Brad's Japanese is not very fluent."

　No, Cong Yu thought the other person's Japanese was quite good, as they used very special nouns in their word choice and sentence structure.

　Unfortunately, it was precisely these deliberately pronounced terms that made the other person's entire explanation seem like a riddle.

　It's something that normal people can't understand.

　Noticing this, Brad Van Milion took a deep breath: "Simply put, I and everyone in the Papacy are bound together by destiny in order to ensure that the world moves along the path of 'Great, humanity is still saved!'"

　"Moire wanted to maintain her destiny in order to avoid the butterfly effect from becoming so severe that it would prevent her from being born in the future."

　"You are not seen by Moirai because your fate, for some reason no one knows, is not on this timeline."

　"..." Okay, I understand now.

　It's so simple and clear that even our great, intelligent, and adorable Hikaru Yokawa can understand it.

　"yeeee-why didn't you just say that earlier?"

　Xiao Cui complained like this, while Cong

　Rain, however, was pondering something else: "To ensure the world operates along the path of 'humanity can still be saved'...?"

　"You say you are directly under the Pope, so the Pope can also see the trajectory of fate like Moirai's messenger?"

　"Could that old man be the messenger of the Pigeon God?"

　Cong Yu pondered as she asked the question, recalling how the Pope had hidden under the table when she fought the Vatican and was nearly killed.

　It didn't seem like a divine messenger at all.

　"His Holiness the Pope is not a divine messenger... he is just an ordinary person who wants to lead humanity to a peaceful transition into the future."

　With that, Brad Van Milion realized it was getting late: "Let's end this conversation here and follow each other on Twitter..."

　"If you have any questions later, you can send me a private message. Also, if possible, don't change your fate too much."

　After saying this, Cong Yu, who had followed the other on social media, glanced at Xiao Cui who was blinking, and almost immediately sent her a private message to inquire—

　[Cong Yu: Can you tell me, what twists and turns have occurred between your current fate and your predetermined destiny?]

　[Labrad: Oh, I'll put together a list for you later. The situation isn't actually that serious yet, so there's not much need to worry about the chance of turning fate around... Don't believe Moirai and her followers' alarmist talk.]

　It's alright to exaggerate, but the username "Labrad"... well, it's still better than using your real name as a username.

　Thinking this, Cong Yu scooped up Xiao Cui, who was squatting on the ground playing with the corpse of her familiar, a bat: "Come on, let's go have lunch."

　"Yay! Lunch! Lunch!"

　"..." Oh, has the message arrived?

　Upon noticing the message notification on Twitter, Cong Yu turned on her phone... and immediately showed a wistful expression.

　Sure enough, or should I say it was expected?

　The first item on the list is—

　The Demon King was never born.

　Chapter 420 Contracts and Experimental Subjects

　For magical girl agencies, the licensing rights to magical girl images are in their possession, and they can generally negotiate directly with toy manufacturers.

　The magical girl will receive a share of the profits afterward.

　However, for certain more specific contracts, the magical girl herself needs to appear in person to sign them.

　"Standard-frame special series of resin sculptures for exhibitions..."

　Yao Chuanguang pondered for a moment, and could roughly understand that it was a license for certain special types of figurines...

　For example, the frozen motion when swinging a sword or releasing certain spells.

　"So, is it true that different categories of toy production require multiple contracts? Or is there some other explanation?"

　As Yaochuan Guang spoke, glancing at the contract from all sides, Lantian Zhu, sitting on the other side of the long table, glanced at this idiot.

　"Because the new scheme allows for tax avoidance."

　With that brief statement, Lan Tianzhu signed and stamped the document expressionlessly: "Actually, there's no difference, it's just a change of name."

　Although Hikari Yaochuan didn't really understand it, she saw that the relatively established magical girl brand, Blue, had already signed the contract, so she didn't bother to deal with it anymore.

　Yao Chuanguang was self-aware enough to know that he probably wouldn't understand it.

　So the contract was signed quickly, and then the agent in the black suit reminded them that he would notify them if there were any new developments before they left the signing room.

　"..." After leaving the room, Yaochuan Guangcai asked Lantian Zhu curiously, "Lan, what new plan did you say about tax avoidance?"

　In response, Lan Tianzhu glanced towards the vending machine and said, "Didn't the manager explain that in the car?"

　Ah, yes, he did say it, but I didn't understand.

　However, this is actually quite reasonable. As their agents, it is indeed not appropriate for them to explain things too clearly.

　"It's a new policy targeting magical girls. Taxes on magical girl merchandise will be reduced, as will the cost of related materials."

　Lan Tianzhu said this, then gave up the idea of ​​buying a [woc, ice!] to chew on... He quit, he really quit.

　"However, agreements signed in advance cannot be interrupted, and coordinating with surrounding manufacturers to terminate the agreement would be troublesome. So we directly authorized a new contract in this way to carry out production in the new direction."

　Yao Chuanguang: "???"

　Yao Chuan Guang blinked, looking confused. "Why...why is terminating the agreement such a hassle?"

　In response to Yaochuan Guang's question, Lantian Zhu blinked: "Why not? Do you think it's enough for both parties to just slam the documents on the table and sign them?"

　Hikaru Yokawa: "Isn't that right?"

　Blue Sky Nagisa: "..."

　"Who pays the penalty for breach of contract between the manufacturer and the supplier? The delivery date is overdue, but the goods for the previous order have not been received, and this was forgotten to be stated in the new contract. What if the supplier uses the contract to demand compensation from the manufacturer?"

　In the example given by Azumi Nagisa, Yaochuan Guang's eyes began to dart around... He was dizzy, completely dizzy.

　Xiao Guang's brain is at 150% capacity!

　Red Alert - Red Alert -

　-

　When Hong opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar ceiling... and the smell of disinfectant.

　"Okay, are you feeling unwell?"

　doctor

　A voice sounded beside her, and Hong opened her mouth with some difficulty: "..."

　It couldn't make a sound.

　After consuming the Fake Death 2.0, Hong clearly felt like, "Ah! I'm alive!"

　Hmm, it's hard to describe...

　After a while, Nijishita Kurenai regained her ability to speak: "Um, cough cough cough... It feels a little different from the previous medicine."

　As she said this, Hong squinted and sat up in bed: "Before it was 'I woke up,' this time it's 'I'm alive.'"