Living with a Magical Girl, but a Monster Executive

Cong Yu let his thoughts wander as he watched several youths charge out aggressively. He said nothing.

Cong Yu merely leaned quietly against the iron railing behind him, feeling the wind at his back whipping the hem of his clothes.

"You're Cong Yu, right?!"

"Hah, the honor student, huh?"

"I'll never forgive anyone who made Kaori cry!"

"..." They all seemed to be saying rather strange things.

The leader was a black-haired student who looked fairly strong. He was probably Miyami Kaori's older brother—Miyami Xiaozhi.

After all, both he and Miyami Kaori had black hair.

In this world, relationships could occasionally be determined that way... only occasionally, because there were only so many hair colors.

Cong Yu had black hair too.

The three people Miyami Xiaozhi had brought with him had red, yellow, and green hair respectively, forming a standard traffic light...

They might have looked like classic delinquents, but those hair colors were natural, and they had not styled their hair into anything bizarre.

Like dung-pile haircuts or something...

"That's me. I'm Cong Yu."

Cong Yu nodded. Although he could tell they had come with hostile intentions, he still responded normally. "Your sister mentioned you to me."

That attitude only made Miyami Xiaozhi even angrier.

"You've got the nerve to mention my sister to me?!"

Miyami Xiaozhi's words brimmed with fury. He strode up and jabbed a finger into Cong Yu's chest. "Because of you, my sister cried all night last night!"

"She came home looking completely lost! Then she secretly cried under her blanket that night! Our whole family heard her!"

"..." Cong Yu: "..."

That girl had only said, [I care a little about my grades, so I might be feeling down.] Had it really reached this extent?

That was honestly a little frightening...

It was rude to think so, but Cong Yu did not want to see a child who cared so much about grades go to extremes... like jumping off a building.

"Then I can understand—forgive—what you're doing right now."

Cong Yu spoke softly as he gently moved the other boy's finger aside. "But you also need to consider things from my perspective. Before that exam, I had no idea what your sister needed."

As he said this, Cong Yu gave a light sigh, then suggested expressionlessly, "Perhaps I can score worse next time. We can discuss exactly how many points lower... if she really cares that much about grades."

"..." Cong Yu believed he had already put things very tactfully and spoken from their perspective.

But unexpectedly... no, perhaps exactly as expected.

"Bastard!"

The student named Miyami Xiaozhi flew into a rage almost immediately and threw a punch at Cong Yu.

Cong Yu could probably guess why.

His attitude had been too arrogant... but knowing that and acting on it were two different things. He could not possibly grovel just because of that, could he?

What Cong Yu did not realize was that this was not the only reason he had angered them... his expression was simply too calm.

So calm that it seemed as though he viewed Miyami Xiaozhi and the other students standing before him as ants. It had reached the point of seeming aloof.

Faced with Miyami Xiaozhi's incoming fist, Cong Yu still had no intention of fighting. He simply shifted aside and nimbly dodged the punch.

It was a wide swinging punch, easy to avoid.

As Cong Yu dodged, the other boy's fist immediately struck the railing behind him with a crisp clang.

It sounded painful.

"Ah!!!"

Miyami Xiaozhi's scream proved that it was.

"Still, I really want to know why she cares so much about her grades... If I'd known it would turn out like this, I would have given up seventy or eighty points."

Cong Yu spoke as he stood there perfectly ordinarily.

And that attitude

angered the red-, yellow-, and green-haired trio. One of them suddenly lashed out with a kick at Cong Yu.

"Does it have something to do with your parents? Are they very strict with you?"

As Cong Yu spoke, he moved as though he had eyes in the back of his head. He simply shifted aside and raised his leg, causing the other boy's shin to slam into his knee.

Bang!!!

The sound was just as crisp, and the red-haired student's face flushed, gradually approaching the color of his hair.

"Hah, your face is matching your hair now..."

Cong Yu chuckled, making a jab with his usual "sense of humor." "Doesn't that make you a monkey's ass?"

That ill-timed joke thoroughly enraged them. They also realized... Cong Yu might have trained before.

"Everyone, get him!"

"There's no need to worry about honor when dealing with a monster like him!"

"Don't be afraid! He's alone!"

"..." What standard fodder lines.

Chapter 36: Fighting Is Worse Than Dancing

As everyone knew, things like "He's alone, everyone get him" were not words to be spoken lightly...

It was like raising some kind of flag. Once those words were spoken, it felt as if that "one person" would break straight through their entire line.

Though that might just have been survivorship bias...

It was because the opponent was extremely strong that the fodder side shouted such things to bolster their courage.

Amid roars that felt like they had raised a flag, the group began attacking Cong Yu one after another.

Some threw punches, others kicked, all while constantly cursing things like "bastard" and "asshole."

But their destructive power was quite low...

Both their fists and their insults.

Though they were "ganging up on Cong Yu," attacking and landing hits were two different things. Very few of their blows actually connected with him.

In fact, during the melee, they somehow began picking up injuries.

Miyami Xiaozhi was hurt the worst. Half his face was smeared bright red, blood constantly streaming from the corner of his eye.

But interestingly, Cong Yu never once roared and swung his fists around.

He simply moved with extraordinary ease, suddenly giving them a hit whenever they attacked--

For example, a jab that struck hard into their stomachs.

Or a raised elbow that landed squarely on Miyami Xiaozhi's chin.

Gradually, all four of them, including Miyami Xiaozhi, were left gasping for breath, with no strength left to throw punches.

They could barely even stand.

"You didn't bite your tongue, did you? You should keep your teeth too. You might be able to put them back later, or..."

While asking so considerately, Cong Yu instead began showing concern for them. He stared at Miyami Xiaozhi, whose mouth was covered in blood. "If you still want to fight, it'll be more convenient to clean everything up at once afterward."

Although his gentle words carried a thick, unreadable implication, none of them could get angry anymore.

What replaced it was dread... as if the youth standing before them was not a second-year student.

No, it even made them wonder whether this guy was human at all.

"..." The fury in their hearts was gone. Somehow... the quiet aura around Cong Yu had completely seeped into them.

No, perhaps it was not "quiet," but "deathly stillness"—a sense of threat enough to make their hair stand on end, like venom dripping from poisonous fangs.

Even though they still felt unwilling...

They no longer "dared."

"Have you calmed down? That's wonderful."

Rather than making some grand declaration like a victor, Cong Yu looked relieved. "It seems we can negotiate now."

"Then go to the infirmary first. Once I've finished lunch, I'll discuss the specifics with you and your sister..."

Cong Yu's words clearly carried the meaning of sending them away. He also raised his head slightly, expressing his wish for them to leave with a fairly friendly attitude.

But then there was a sound from the stairwell...

It was Minato Namikaze's voice—"Cong Yu, are you okay? I brought Teacher Red and Miyami Kaori with me..."

"..." Oh no.

Cong Yu inwardly realized something was wrong and shifted his gaze toward Miyami Xiaozhi and the others. Just as he had expected,

Miyami Xiaozhi and the others had flames of fighting spirit reignite in their eyes.

"Hahaha! I can't just admit defeat like this!"

Miyami Xiaozhi laughed heartily as he rose from the ground. "What was I thinking? How could I let off someone who made my sister cry?!"

Cong Yu gave him a speechless look.

Miyami Xiaozhi's three companions also readied themselves, flames of resolve flickering in their eyes. "That's right! We were too immature."

"We absolutely can't forgive him..."

"For Kaori's smile!"

"How can I let them see me looking this pathetic?"

"..." Cong Yu: "..."

It was worth mentioning that Cong Yu had imagined scenes like this many times before—such as a new generation of magical girls, bound by friendship, standing before him filled with determination.

But without a doubt...

You're powering up over such a ridiculous reason?!

After the corner of his mouth twitched,

Cong Yu listened to the approaching footsteps in the corridor and kindly reminded them, "But does your sister really want to see you fighting at school?"

Miyami Xiaozhi: "..."

Red, Yellow, and Green: "..."

Seeing their faces freeze at once, Cong Yu smiled as though he had realized something and leaned close to their ears. "Gentlemen, you don't want Miyami Kaori to find out about today, do you?"

--

At that moment, Minato Namikaze suddenly shoved the door open. He prayed inwardly that nothing had happened to his friend...

He hoped he had not arrived too late. If only he had moved faster...

Minato Namikaze thought bitterly. In a daze, it was as if the version of himself who had darted about like a flash in his dreams had arrived in reality.

But reality was reality, after all...

"Cong Yu!"

Minato Namikaze shouted.

"Brother! You..."

Miyami Kaori's face was full of anxiety.

"Hmph..."

Only Teacher Red followed at an unhurried pace, her expression showing not the slightest concern for Cong Yu.

"..."

"..." Then both Minato Namikaze and Miyami Kaori fell silent, because what they saw was... several people dancing.