Living with a Magical Girl, but a Monster Executive

He told Yaochuan Guang, asking her to come for help.

Although the homeroom teacher was an unlucky, miserable, single auntie-level legal loli with pink hair, she had decent luck in certain areas.

For example, she was always the XXXth customer at an izakaya and got her meal free, or she had rare, memorable license plate and phone numbers.

He knew the homeroom teacher's phone number, "02012345678," by heart.

So in the end, the two of them still got out.

If they hadn't, Yaochuan Guang would have considered transforming right there and blowing apart the rooftop door lock with magic.

"..." However, the homeroom teacher's pensive, speechless expression made Yaochuan Guang and Cong Yu feel rather awkward.

But since she was merely thinking, neither of them could really say anything.

"Mm, Cong Yu, Yaochuan."

The homeroom teacher spoke, then organized her thoughts before continuing. "Wind City High School may not care, but you should still pay some attention to appearances."

Yaochuan Guang was so embarrassed her toes practically dug out a three-bedroom apartment.

"I just went to the rooftop to eat and asked Yaochuan Guang to buy me a yakisoba bun. When she came over, she casually shut the door behind her. That's all."

Cong Yu promptly explained himself, then sentenced the short homeroom teacher who had slandered his innocence without proof to "the punishment of looking down on her."

Towering over her, Cong Yu questioned the homeroom teacher. "But does a teacher who gets drunk every day really have the nerve to talk about appearances?"

In an instant, the awkward expression transferred straight onto the homeroom teacher's face.

But Cong Yu kept going. "Didn't you once pursue a student and shout, 'I want to date! I don't even care if she's a female student!' before getting scolded by the principal?"

Through Cong Yu's words, Yaochuan Guang practically got to know her class's homeroom teacher all over again.

And without realizing it, she took two steps back and hid behind Cong Yu.

A tiny movement that dealt massive damage.

Homeroom Teacher: "..."

Yaochuan Guang immediately exchanged looks with Cong Yu—I feel like she's about to cry. Cong Yu, you're like someone bullying a child. You're so mean.

But clearly, no one else could understand her complicated gaze.

Cong Yu had no idea what disease Yaochuan Guang was having with all that eye-wiggling. Looking at the dejected homeroom teacher, he comforted her. "The world is huge. There should be plenty of people who like someone like you... If you quit drinking and stopped going on drunken rampages so often, you'd actually be pretty likable."

The little homeroom teacher's eyes lit up at Cong Yu's words. "Then if I quit drinking, would Cong Yu be willing to date me? What about Yaochuan?"

Cong Yu did not answer. Instead, his mouth twitched as he scolded her, "Don't push your luck!"

At that, the homeroom teacher immediately let out a whimper and turned to Yaochuan Guang. "Waaah, what about you, Yaochuan? Would you? Would you?"

Yaochuan Guang was rather resistant to the idea, and she could smell alcohol on the homeroom teacher... She was probably drunk.

Cong Yu: "Keep this up and I'll tell your dad!"

"I'm sorry!"

That apology came way too fast! This was absolutely not the conduct a normal teacher should have! Well... a teacher who drank at school did not have much conduct to begin with.

But...

"Her dad?"

Yaochuan Guang looked at Cong Yu in confusion. Why had Cong Yu even met the homeroom teacher's father... Was this some kind of reverse parent-teacher visit?

As she thought that, a strange image appeared in Yaochuan Guang's mind—

Cong Yu knocked on the door, "knock knock," and an old man with graying hair opened it. Then Cong Yu said, "Hello, I'm your daughter's student."

Then the old man apologetically invited Cong Yu inside, saying things like, "I'm sorry, did my child cause trouble again?"

Haha, that kind of status reversal sounded pretty amusing.

But the truth was obviously not what Yaochuan Guang imagined. Cong Yu watched the pink-haired, short homeroom teacher return to her office and explained with a nod, "Yeah, it's the principal. That's why she's never been expelled."

No wonder she could drink on campus!

Yaochuan Guang suddenly began worrying about her future school life. Carrying that concern with her, she and Cong Yu entered the classroom one after the other.

Naturally, they also received the envious gazes of both boys and girls.

"So it really is that, huh..."

"Mm-hm."

"Sigh, they actually live together and even eat lunch together... I'm so jealous of Yaochuan."

"..." Yaochuan Guang: ???

It made sense for girls to say that, but why were there boys too... Was Cong Yu popular with guys?

However, Cong Yu paid no attention to the noisy classroom. He simply returned to his seat, leaned against the wall behind him, and fiddled with his phone.

Cong Yu seemed like the type who did not want to fit into a group, yet the "group" actively wanted to "fit around" him...

As Yaochuan Guang thought this, she listened to the class bell and watched classmates leisurely wander in from outside.

Yet she had no awareness whatsoever that she herself was part of that "group."

Mm, she was even the one who had influenced Cong Yu the most.

"Cong Yu, what class is this?"

As she asked, Yaochuan Guang keenly noticed that an especially large number of students had come to this class... Even though many students had been absent from the morning classes.

High EQ—absent.

Low EQ—cutting class.

"Health and PE... Adolescent boys and girls like this sort of class. Especially since they heard the new health and PE teacher is a beautiful..."

As he spoke, Cong Yu lifted his head and looked at the poised red-haired beauty who walked into the classroom.

"..." In an instant, Cong Yu's expression became extremely strange. His eye twitched, and he could not say a word.

"Good afternoon, everyone. I'm your new teacher. I teach health and PE, so please take care of me."

Amid the cheers of several energetic students, the beautiful teacher with curly red hair wrote her name on the blackboard and introduced herself. "My name is Hong Xiawu Hong. You can call me Teacher Hong."

Good afternoon, Hong.

I hope you really are just here to be a teacher.

Ring of Forgery

A philosopher once said... The closer your hand is to your dick, the farther you are from health.

That did not sound right...

It seemed to be... The more you worried that something would not go smoothly, the more likely bad things were to happen.

In other words, the more you worried, the easier it was to mess things up.

After spending the latter half of the school day in speechless silence, Cong Yu watched, without a doubt, as everything around him gradually moved in a direction that would leave him helpless.

Like a train bringing despair, it crashed away the "Surface Side" world he longed for, replacing it with the reality beyond the wall called the "Surface Side."

Honestly, Cong Yu really wanted to pretend everything was normal and treat Hong as an utterly ordinary teacher, but there was no way he could do that.

"You go home first. A teacher asked me for help, or if you want, you can go take a look at the clubs."

Cong Yu said this while carrying his bag and casually making things up.

The other students had all gone to their respective clubs for activities, while Cong Yu had never intended to join any club from the start.

He had always gone straight home.

But today, he needed to find Hong and see what exactly was going on...

At first, Cong Yu had thought that Hong, as his former colleague, had painstakingly come to the school because she would surely pester him into returning to the organization.

But Hong had taught the entire lesson normally according to the textbook, and he had not seen her anywhere that afternoon.

That was somewhat different from Cong Yu's guess.

For now, Cong Yu decided to send Yaochuan Guang away first and ask Hong for a clear explanation himself...

"Huh? A club? Mm..."

Yaochuan Guang responded, blinking. "I wonder whether Wind City High School has any cooking-related clubs. I'll go take a look."

Saying that, Yaochuan Guang looked like she wanted to improve her cooking skills and waved to Cong Yu. "Then see you tonight, Cong Yu—"

Then she skipped away.

Cong Yu sighed and left the classroom, heading toward the infirmary... Yaochuan Guang really was an energetic kid.

With that thought in mind, Cong Yu walked down the corridor and noticed the final exam rankings from last year posted on the wall beside him.

For the sake of happy education, final exam grades were released at the start of the following school year.

Yaochuan Guang had probably seen this and learned that her grades were good.

[First Place: Cong Yu (Class A)]

[Second Place: ... (Class C)]

[Third Place: ...]

After casually glancing over it without much interest, Cong Yu had no thoughts on the matter and simply went upstairs, entering the infirmary.

Other than Hong, there was no one else in the infirmary.

Hong, who had become a teacher at this school, was sitting with her legs crossed and looking out the window. When she saw Cong Yu enter, she immediately smiled.

"Yo, Cong Yu... Hahaha."

Even Hong herself could not keep a straight face after saying that. She patted one of the infirmary beds. "Sit wherever you like, sit wherever you like."

"It's been so, so, so, so long since we last met... Let me say this first, I'm not here to persuade you to go back."

The moment he heard that, Cong Yu raised an eyebrow.

That was a little unexpected...

"It's only been a little over two years, though?"

After saying that, Cong Yu wore an expression of thank goodness, giving Hong a little face as he sat on the bed.

He had not planned to sit at all.

"Mm, but I've already gotten used to having you around..."

Hong called out, casually waving her hand. A mass of crimson magic suddenly appeared in the air, then transformed into a hand and closed the door.

That made Cong Yu frown... Not because of Hong's actions themselves, but because of the magical fluctuations.

Hong's magical fluctuations just now had been too strong... If Yaochuan Guang or another magical girl were nearby, they could easily notice something was wrong.

But Cong Yu did not help clear away the lingering magical traces.

Because Hong's magic felt exactly like a magical girl's... Though she had fallen to darkness, that aspect had not changed.

Even if someone noticed it, at most they would misunderstand and think that a magical girl had visited the infirmary.

"So, how did you get into Wind City High School? What's your purpose?"

Faced with Cong Yu's interrogation-like question, Hong merely smiled. "I wanted to know what the 'ordinary world' you pursue looks like."

Was that so? That made sense...

Hong had been a magical girl since childhood... Knowledge had been forcibly stuffed into her head, and she had no parents.

A cold magical girl tool who had never even attended school—it was only natural that she would be curious about what the "Surface Side" looked like.

Or rather...

"Of course, it's also because I wanted to follow in your footsteps..."

Hong propped up her face with one hand, wearing a gentle smile. "Of course, BOSS also gave me a mission while I was at it. Cong Yu, do you want to know?"

Seeing Hong's expression practically screaming say you want to know, Cong Yu laughed. "I'm not interested. You can't say a single sentence of truth once you open your mouth."