If You Dare to Fight, I'll Throw You Out! (5K)

Could it be the older brother?

Because she was so confused at the time, she didn't remember the other person's surname at all, only the name Mahiro.

Moreover, she quickly dismissed this guess.

"Yotsuba Mahiro, IP address 134, killed the Scorpio police officer. She works for the Tendo Civil Security Agency. Tina Spoon, besides the Seitenshi, you must eliminate that person as well."

"Yes, I understand."

Tina replied expressionlessly.

But I finally felt relieved.

Oh, it was just a case of having the same name...

Indeed, why would her master ask her to kill someone she had no grudge against and no benefit to gain from?

And that person... was so gentle, and so handsome, exuding the air of a noble young master; he couldn't possibly be a police officer at all...

Chapter 80 If you dare to fight, I'll throw you out! (5K)

"So Mahiro still remembers me and the other children."

The petite Kayo sat at the desk like a little adult, his expression blank yet tinged with melancholy.

"Haha, here I am..."

Mahiro was sitting on the sofa opposite him, and even though Kayo said that to him, he could still smile.

After all, he was the one who left them here to work alone for so long, so it's understandable that he complains a bit.

After parting ways with Tina, he picked up Aihara Enju, who had just finished school, and took Asaka to Arcadia.

Little Aihara Enju ran off to play with her friends, discussing something about the "Heavenly Punishment Girl."

Xiao Asaka, on the other hand, teaches swordsmanship to her juniors.

As for him, he could only helplessly face Kayo's complaints and see if there was anything he needed to buy.

"Well..."

Seeing that he lacked the domineering aura he displayed when he wiped out the members of the Five Wings Society and Scorpio, Kayo couldn't help but sigh.

"Mr. Mahiro, I understand that although you are very busy as a perverted lolicon, collecting children everywhere and bringing them into your clutches, please don't abandon them after starting them. Occasionally, you should come and see us who are alone in our empty house."

"Whether it's me or the other children, we all really miss you."

Although... but... why does that sound so strange?

However, he readily agreed, saying that once he got through this busy period, he could come over often, or even stay here.

And it must be said that he was right about him. Senju Kayo has great management skills, especially his high intelligence, which allows him to manage everything in an orderly manner.

Arcadia as a whole is thriving.

But there's one more thing--

"Speaking of which, has something happened in Arcadia lately? Why do those kids seem less enthusiastic towards me than before?"

"It seems Mr. Mahiro's senses haven't diminished at all."

Senju Kayo neatly arranged the processed documents and put them in the drawer before continuing, "It's not that we're not enthusiastic about seeing you; on the contrary, every child especially wants to see you. It's just that we've been busy with our affairs, so we've kept those feelings to ourselves and didn't want to cause you any trouble."

"Ah?"

"Didn't you notice? Your clothes."

Kayo was speaking in a language no one could understand, and then pointed to the corner of his coat, where there were several dirty little handprints.

"If I'm not mistaken, those are the handprints left on you by Cursed Children like us... No, to be precise, only we could leave such filthy marks on you."

Kayo's choice of words was very inappropriate, but in her heart, this was the truth that should be said and faced directly.

"It's strange, though. Mr. Mahiro, you've given us another little sister, but we haven't seen her this time. Did something happen?"

After Kayo said that, he realized what was going on.

"Indeed, we've given you another sister, but not right now. You'll see her in a few days."

Recalling Tina's adorable, slightly dazed look as she tugged at his clothes with her little dirty hands, Mahiro couldn't help but smile.

After learning a little about the current situation in Arcadia from Kayo, he left with Aihara Enju and Asaka.

No overnight stay was provided.

After all, they still have guard duties to perform. Even if they don't stay in the Holy Residence for long, they should at least be available whenever summoned. This is the most basic professional ethic.

What do you want to eat tonight?

"Anything made by Master Mahiro is fine."

"I want to eat hot pot!"

"Okay, then let's have Wagyu beef hot pot tonight!"

Compared to Enju Aihara's frankness, Mibu Asaka seemed somewhat reserved.

You still don't understand, little Asaka. Only the squeaky wheel gets the grease.

So, after deciding to have beef hot pot for dinner, they went to the supermarket to buy ingredients.

On their way back, however, they saw a police car that had been violently smashed into scrap metal, its entire body twisted and deformed.

A large crowd gathered outside the police cordon, taking photos and discussing the violent attack on the police.

It's obvious that almost everyone would assume the horrific scene was the work of the cursed child, as ordinary humans simply couldn't have accomplished something like this.

Especially the dent on the car; it was obvious that someone had smashed it down forcefully.

Fortunately, there appeared to be no casualties; even the patrol officers in the car were only unconscious.

However, upon hearing those people uttering curses about the Cursed Children, both Little Aihara Enju and Little Asaka appeared somewhat sad, even though they remained outwardly normal.

"Alright, there's no need to be sad about this. Let's go home and have hot pot."

Mahiro placed his hands on their heads and gently stroked them.

Back home, Mahiro was preparing ingredients in the kitchen, while Aihara Enju and Asaka were watching anime in the living room.

Actually, Asaka was not that interested, but Aihara Enju was so enthusiastic that she dragged her to watch it together.

How peaceful...

Seeing this, Mahiro couldn't help but sigh inwardly, perhaps this is the meaning of home.

Once we return to the world of The Irregular at Magical Land, we'll try to make everything develop in this peaceful direction.

"Dinner's ready! Go wash your hands and get ready to eat!"

"Okay~"

After washing their hands, the group gathered around the dining table, watching the ingredients bubbling away in the pot.

Just as we were about to start eating, the doorbell rang.

Mahiro turned his head and frowned as he looked at the clock on the wall.

"It's so late, who could it be?"

"Yotsuba Clan- chan~"

With a half-dead groan, a beautiful woman in a kimono rushed in as soon as the door opened.

He was wearing a large mask over his mouth, his face was flushed, and he kept coughing.

If he hadn't caught the other person just in time, they probably would have fallen flat on the steps in the entryway.

"Mizuki? What brings you here at this hour?"

"Hello... hello us..."

The girl in the kimono took out cold medicine and nutritional supplements from her shopping bag and kept pointing at them to herself as if she were telling a story.

But before she could finish speaking, she suddenly collapsed onto him.

What's going on here???

However, the matter was not over yet. Just as Miori Shiba fainted in his arms for a few seconds and was gently placed on the ground, another black figure entered his field of vision.

Kisara Tendo, clutching his stomach and staring at a haggard face, stepped through the door.

"Mahiro- kun... excuse my intrusion... please... please make me some food..."

Splat

Just like a replica, Kisara collapsed into his arms.

She was still starving, just like when we first met, except this time she didn't collapse to the ground.

And he was also carrying a supermarket bag filled with various groceries.

Who is this woman?

Little Aihara Enju squatted down next to Miori with chopsticks in her hand, repeatedly poking Miori's face with the tips of the chopsticks.

"Mahiro, please allow me to throw this woman out."

Before anyone knew it, Asaka had already taken out her katana, and the sharp blade was slowly being pulled from its sheath.

It seems that because she studied swordsmanship with Kisara, she has also learned from Kisara in some ways, such as her attitude towards Miori Shiba, which always shows a kind of inexplicable hostility.

I don't know what kind of ideas Kisara instilled in me.

But before it could be completely pulled out, Mahiro tapped him on the forehead.

"Just learn swordsmanship from your master, that's enough. Don't learn anything else!"

"Okay... I understand."

Xiao Asaka covered her forehead and let out a sob.

Immediately afterward, under his direction, He Aihara Enju carried Miori Shiba into the house.

However, upon entering the living room, seemingly drawn by the aroma of hot pot, the two instantly perked up, sitting upright at the table. They even seemed to forget their usual arguments, becoming unexpectedly harmonious.

Especially Miori Shiba, who just said he needed to feed her medicine.

As a result, he took out cold medicine and gulped it down.

Meanwhile, Kisara ate the cooked vegetables while saying things like "It's delicious" and "It's good to be alive."

Yotsuba Mahiro: "???"

No, you two came here together to freeload, right?

Fortunately, he prepared plenty of ingredients, enough for three days, so even if there were a couple more customers, it wouldn't be a problem at all.

"I'm so sorry to have you treat us to a meal, Yotsuba Clan."

As Miori Shiba spoke, she picked up a slice of cooked beef and put it in her mouth, chewing quietly.

"If you feel bad, just pay for the meal," Mahiro said bluntly, like a ruthless debt collection machine.

However, Wei Zhi gave a look that said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand~ We still need to work closely together later." and managed to get away with it.

"That's right."

With his eyes closed and intently stirring his chopsticks, Kisara said sternly, "We all brought our own ingredients, but that female fox over there is here to dine and dash, isn't she? How despicable! Get out of here right now!"

He disagreed with the idea of bringing your own ingredients.

The ingredients Kisara brought were for making curry.

It's fair to say that aside from whole pieces of beef that can be sliced and cooked in the hot pot, all other ingredients belong to him.

Even the pots and pans are.

It's not entirely incomprehensible, after all, this young lady can't cook.

I've been getting free meals more than once or twice; it's become a habit.

"Oh, it's you, Kisara! Your big breasts are making it hard for me to see your face clearly."