Teacher, I Am Actually a Villainous Magical Girl

The Bird-Type Devil King said calmly:

[It is nothing.]

"But just now, my heart seemed to be beating very fast. Was it because of you?"

Kirishima Hina touched her chest. Although she hadn't been in control of her body just moments ago, she was perfectly aware of its condition.

Her heart had suddenly started racing, and it was clearly due to the influence of the Bird-Type Devil King who had been occupying her body.

[I just thought... she was a little cute, that's all.]

The Bird-Type Devil King said coldly.

Kirishima Hina was stunned.

...Cute?

[What is it? Being moved by something cute is a normal reaction for you humans, isn't it? If I weren't occupying your body, I wouldn't be like this either.]

The Bird-Type Devil King said, sounding somewhat unconvinced.

Kirishima Hina felt confused.

"But, that teacher, doesn't she look quite ordinary?"

Although it was only their first meeting, the teacher named Haihara really couldn't be considered eye-catching.

[What? Ordinary?]

The Bird-Type Devil King's tone was unfriendly:

[She is clearly very cute, isn't she? If that woman were to become a Monster, she would definitely be top-tier material—the kind I, as a Devil King, would want to take as my wife.]

It had started as a very ordinary topic, but for some reason, it had turned into this.

She had been living with this Devil King for a while now, but sometimes Kirishima Hina still couldn't quite understand this Monster.

"Could you... describe it a little? As a human, I find it a bit hard to understand the aesthetics of you Monsters."

Although she had spent most of her life lying in a hospital bed, she still felt that the aesthetics of Monsters were a bit too avant-garde.

[It's probably... that kind of, fluffy feathers, a slightly gloomy feeling, like a ball... in short, that kind of very cute bird.]

As a Bird-Type Devil King, she described Monsters from the perspective of a bird.

After pondering for a while, Kirishima Hina guessed:

"Something like an owl?"

[Close enough.]

The Bird-Type Devil King responded casually.

To her, the feeling Haihara gave her was just that cute.

It was a pity she was a human.

Kirishima Hina looked up again and studied Haihara carefully for a moment, but she still felt she was just an ordinary teacher, unable to connect her to the description of "cute" that the Devil King had mentioned.

Just as she was chatting with the spirit-like Devil King behind her, a popsicle was waved in front of her.

Hina snapped out of her thoughts and realized it was her sister holding two popsicles.

"I remember you're sensitive to the heat, Hina. You looked a bit like you did when you used to get overheated earlier."

Kirishima Ai smiled.

After being dazed for a moment, Hina took the popsicle.

"Thank you, sister."

Her sister was always attentive and considerate, taking care of her like this, yet she often couldn't do anything in return and could only accept her sister's care.

Her gaze dimmed slightly, but she quickly recovered and looked back at the popsicle in her hand.

The popsicle was translucent, a pale blue, and already starting to melt.

She hadn't eaten something like this in a long time, as there hadn't been many opportunities to have popsicles in the hospital ward.

Hina put the popsicle into her mouth.

The icy sensation spread across her tongue with a faint sweetness, but it wasn't quite like what she remembered.

It was only a very mild sweetness.

To be honest, it didn't taste very good.

"It seems... not very sweet."

"Is that so?"

Kirishima Ai took a bite of her own.

"Hmm... it's alright."

Her sister didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it.

Hina took another bite this time, holding it in her mouth for a while until the ice had completely melted, but it remained only mildly sweet, much like chewing on a piece of gum that had lost its flavor.

Tasteless, yet a pity to discard; it felt as if she were simply holding an ice cube in her mouth, with the only clear sensation being the cold.

Recently, everything she ate seemed to be like this.

That day she ate cake was the same; it had almost no flavor, feeling more like chewing on a sponge.

At first, she thought it was because her condition had worsened, but now it seemed that wasn't the case.

[You have merged with me now, so from here on out, you will slowly become like me. Not just your sense of taste, but other senses will also gradually fade away, until you eventually become a complete Monster.]

"I see..."

Kirishima Hina didn't show any particular expression.

Since she had already been possessed by the Overlord, there was nothing she could do about it.

She simply handed control of her body over to the Overlord.

When she came to, the Overlord realized she was holding that thing called a popsicle.

"...Isn't this actually quite good?"

The Overlord didn't dislike the sensation of her tongue being frozen.

In any case, she had never tasted the flavor of food; she had no concept of sweet or bitter, and only pain could stimulate her senses.

The biting cold was perhaps a form of pain she could accept.

She remained expressionless, slowly licking the popsicle, watching the translucent ice melt bit by bit and land on the tip of her bright red tongue, which gave her a rare moment of pleasure.

In the past... she seemed to have eaten something similar.

It was fed to her by that damned Overlord.

It counted as the only memory she didn't exactly hate.

As for the rest—bathing, getting dressed, reading—those were humiliating experiences that made her furious to the extreme.

She hated that woman named Lilith the most.

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Writer's block, taking a day off. I'll make up for it with a double update tomorrow.

By the way, it seems we have a new recommendation this Friday, so I'll resume double updates then?

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Chapter 54: Sakaki Chika's Troubles

"Be good, don't move."

A cold woman's voice reached Kirishima Hina's ears.

She could smell the faint scent of perfume on the woman now, as she was very close to her.

Then, her face was gently stroked and wiped by the woman's cool hands.

It was sunscreen.

She looked up and saw the person applying sunscreen to her face.

The woman wore glasses, had a somewhat gloomy temperament, and her expression was always cold and calm, unlike any adult Kirishima Hina had met before.

Teacher Haihara was her sister's homeroom teacher.

Although she was a high school teacher, she seemed even younger than the teachers from her elementary school days, and probably wasn't much older than her sister.

Does her sister listen to Teacher Haihara's lectures every day?

Kirishima Hina didn't know what that would be like.

Just now, Teacher Haihara had been applying sunscreen to her because the sun seemed a bit intense today.

"Your sister really doesn't act like a girl. I remember reminding them to bring sunscreen earlier; I'll have to apply it to her in a moment."

The teacher didn't seem very happy.

After finishing with the little girl, Haihara put away her sunscreen.

Not long ago, they had arrived at a mountainous forest area on the outskirts of the city.

Following this, the students were to gather firewood, pitch tents, and build fires to cook their own meals at night.

They were currently in the stage of gathering firewood and picking wild fruits.

However, this had nothing to do with the high school teacher Haihara or Kirishima Hina.

There was no way to make Kirishima Hina go into the forest to gather firewood.

"Thank you, Teacher..."

Kirishima Hina said in a small voice.

This word was actually a bit foreign to her.

Because ever since she experienced that Monster incident as a child, she had barely attended school. Although the middle school students accompanying her this time were nominally her classmates, they were all unfamiliar faces.

Previously, Kirishima Hina had said that Teacher Haihara looked very ordinary.

But looking at her up close, it seemed that wasn't the case after all...

Teacher Haihara gave off the vibe of a cold beauty, and she had a great figure, too, with a very pleasant scent lingering about her.

Well, her sense of smell hadn't deteriorated that much yet.

How should she put it...

She had the feeling of a big sister.

It wasn't the same feeling as her own sister, even though she liked her sister very much.

Next, they were able to sit under a small canopy to cool off, waiting until the other students finished their work and it was time for lunch.

The small canopy had been set up by an older girl named Kazama Kiriori.

After that, it seemed the two of them had nothing left to do.

Teacher Haihara remained silent for a moment before asking:

"Um... do you watch Magical Girl?"

She took out her phone and waved it in front of Kirishima Hina.

Kirishima Hina blinked, then lowered her head in a bit of embarrassment:

"I'm not a little kid..."

"You're exactly a little kid."

Haihara said indifferently:

"If you aren't going to watch, then I'll just watch it myself."

Anyway, she occasionally watched Magical Girl on her own time anyway.