Teacher, I'm Actually a Villainous Magical Girl!
Chapter 282

Chapter 282

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She turned her phone to silent mode to prevent the device from making continuous noise.

It's obvious she's avoiding Kirishima Ai.

She couldn't answer Kirishima Ai's calls for a while, so she left home on a whim and ran away alone. In a sense, this could be considered running away from home.

However, she regretted it not long after she left.

Because she hadn't had dinner.

Just before dinner was about to start, her other mother suddenly arrived. She didn't even get a bite of hot rice before she had to climb onto the eaves outside the window and eavesdrop on the two people talking inside.

Silver Feather felt both cold and hungry.

It is absolutely wrong to say that Magic girls don't need to eat.

Although Magic girls have very little time to move around during their transformations, they rarely get to eat, and even if they do happen to be hungry, the transformation ends very quickly.

But things are different now.

If she doesn't eat on time for a meal, her stomach will rumble with hunger.

If I had known... I would have stayed until after dinner.

We may never be able to eat it again.

As she wandered the streets, hungry and exhausted, a little girl in a thick down jacket suddenly appeared by the roadside, holding her mother's hand. Pointing at the Silver Feather, she couldn't hide her joy and said—

"Mom, look, it's the Magical Girl Silver Feather!"

The mother standing to the side wore a troubled smile.

Silver Feather blinked.

She did not become like Kirishima Ai.

He is currently strolling down the street in his true form as the Magical Girl Silver Feather.

After all, this was the outfit she was most used to wearing, and it was also relatively warm.

Silver Feather greeted the little girl happily, and when she came closer, he squinted and patted her head.

On the winter street, the older woman seemed to notice that Silver Feather was dressed a bit cold, and showed her concern. However, the little girl obviously didn't know what it felt like to be cold. She rummaged in her pocket for a while and then handed the contents to Silver Feather.

"Give this candy to Silver Feather."

The little girl's fair face looked exceptionally delicate under the lamplight, while Silver Feather's blue pupils reflected a faint light of curiosity and joy.

Silver Feather took the candy, and without hesitation, tore open the wrapper and put it in her mouth while she was starving.

As she tasted it, she said very gently:

"Thank you, the candy is very sweet and delicious."

Silver Feather really liked the taste of this candy.

It was cool, probably because it was winter.

After that, by the light of the streetlamp, the little girl suddenly saw the coating of the candy she had just given to Silver Feather, and she immediately showed a slightly confused expression.

Something seems off.

However, she didn't say anything, but tilted her head slightly to carefully examine Silver Feather, as if trying to tell from Silver Feather's expression whether this person had used some kind of Magic.

After saying goodbye to Silver Feather, the little girl tugged at her mother's hand and asked in confusion:

"Mom, I think I grabbed the wrong candy. Isn't that sour?"

"You must have made a mistake. Didn't that lady say it was very sweet?"

The little girl was still confused and bewildered.

Perhaps, Magic girls aren't afraid of acid?

They walked away, and in the girl's eyes, only two silhouettes illuminated by the streetlights remained in the Snowfield. Their voices, in theory, would not have been heard by anyone.

However, the Magic girl heard it very clearly.

Watching the mother and daughter's departing figures, Silver Feather rubbed the candy wrapper still in her hand, puzzled. The candy coating was crumpled and wrinkled, and the shiny wrapper shimmered with vibrant colors under the light.

"This is delicious, isn't it supposed to be sweet...?"

Silver Feather muttered to herself, puzzled.

The words "prank" and "super sour" are written on it.

What does sour taste like?

Does it resemble omelet rice or fried chicken nuggets?

She slowly chewed the candy in her mouth with her teeth, the candy melting and being crushed as it was bitten, until it was swallowed in large chunks.

The sugar was sent to the stomach.

The small amount of candy was certainly not enough to fill her stomach, and the girl soon felt her stomach empty again.

I was so hungry I couldn't stand it.

Somewhat dejected, Silver Feather squatted down by the roadside, leaning against a snow-covered bench. He was squatting right under the lamplight, casting an exceptionally lonely long shadow.

The Magic girl felt a little lost.

She raised her head and looked at the dull, gray-white world.

Suddenly, without anyone noticing, another shadow appeared under the streetlight.

Silver Feather smelled alcohol.

She raised her head with a hint of curiosity and saw a very tall woman with long legs, a great figure, and a slim waist—in short, a woman that Silver Feather found wonderful in every way.

Huh?

The woman looked at the girl, or rather... a Magic girl, who was squatting by the streetlight with a puzzled expression.

"Ask... Magical Girl Silver Feather?"

That's right, the woman with the cold and confused tone was none other than Haihara Lily Chou, the high school teacher who was about to go drinking with Ms. Suzuki.

She really didn't expect to encounter such a scene while drinking with Ms. Suzuki today.

Haihara looked at it closely and felt that something was strange.

She looked around.

There shouldn't be any Monster around here, right?

Clearly, there were no Monster incidents happening nearby, and it wasn't the time for a battle. However, at this very moment, a Magic girl was strolling around the streets in her transformed state.

So Magic girls can have fun too.

"Grey... uh, hello."

Actually, Silver Feather was quite surprised as well.

She never expected to run into Teacher Haihara in a place like this. Was this some kind of special fate?

However, at this time... she happened to be hungry.

Silver Feather rubbed her lower abdomen.

Suddenly, Silver Feather seemed to have thought of something.

The next moment, her stomach growled, making a sound that would embarrass Kirishima Ai herself, but Silver Feather didn't seem to notice it.

She simply gazed at Haihara with expectant eyes, like those of a little owl.

Haihara felt a little awkward under her gaze and turned her head slightly.

After a while, she took out a stack of banknotes.

The woman waved the money in front of Little Silver Feather, eliciting a curious look from the Silver Feather, who then listened to the woman say—

"I don't know if this counts as charity work, but if you want something to eat, come with me to that shop over there, and order whatever you like."

Chapter 77 Midnight Diner

Haihara was confused.

Problem Child doesn't he revert to his transformation form? Why is he squatting alone on the street, looking like he hasn't eaten?

Could it be that this little girl's parents forgot to send her money, leaving her without money for food?

That can't be right, Haihara remembers that Kirishima Ai was working a part-time job.

It doesn't make sense to say that you forgot your keys or lost your wallet.

These are no problem for Magic girls.

Considering that the Problem Child has been acting strangely lately, Haihara felt she should investigate. Besides, the child seemed genuinely hungry, so taking her out for a meal wouldn't be unreasonable.

As for why a high school teacher would casually invite a Magic girl to dinner, since Silver Feather herself didn't question it, it was only natural that Haihara would seduce her.

"Just call me Haihara."

Haihara introduced herself to the other person in a calm and natural manner.

Silver Feather nodded seriously, then looked at Teacher Haihara, pondering how to naturally communicate with her without revealing that she actually knew her:

"Miss Haihara, do you need me to help you with your bag?"

In times like these, it is necessary to uphold the spirit of chivalry.

But the woman only glanced at her.

"Compared to carrying a bag, you're drawing more attention like this. Don't you need to change your appearance?"

Magic girls can actually conjure up ordinary clothes very easily.

Although maintaining the appearance requires Magic Power, clothes made with Magic Power generally cannot be sold.

It's truly a pity.

A simple and reasonable suggestion, but Silver Feather, who was usually very obedient, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head:

"I'd like to leave it like this, is that okay?"

She spoke without much confidence.

For some reason, she didn't really want to disguise herself in any other way; she just wanted Teacher Haihara to see her dressed as Magic girl.

"Sure, it's quite cute anyway."

Haihara gave a casual reply, her eyes still glued to her phone screen.

She's chatting with her idol.

The idol sent her several pictures of her recently bought new clothes, and even posted a few threads that were set to be visible only to her. Haihara had no choice but to admire and like them one by one.

"Oh."

Silver Feather realized he was walking too slowly and had to jog a few steps to catch up with Teacher Haihara.

Teacher Haihara does walk a little faster than her.

They were still some distance from the izakaya (Japanese pub). Silver Feather followed behind Haihara, behaving like a well-behaved and obedient student, casually continuing to ask questions—

"What's cute about it?"

These words startled Haihara, causing her to stop in her tracks.

Is this Problem Child with a question should ask?

Although she could roughly guess that the Magical Girl Silver Feather in front of her was different from the usual Problem Child, she still couldn't help feeling a sense of incongruity.

She looked Silver Feather up and down.

In terms of beauty, the Magic girls currently active in Maple Plain City are all flawless beauties, far surpassing movie stars.

Rather than judging beauty or ugliness in the conventional sense, their charm should be measured by their temperament and appearance.

Generally speaking, basic patterns are indeed at a disadvantage in this regard.

"Your face and the Feather Wing element are both great features. I really like this outfit of yours; I think it looks better than the Fate Kite."

The last sentence is the truth.

In Haihara's eyes, Fate Kite's outfit.

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