Living with Magical Girls, but a Monster Executive

"An especially weak executive, one who's completely bad at fighting... even Cong Yu might be able to beat them, if they're relatively strong."

Lantian Zhu paused before giving an answer very much in her style. "After I escape, I'll use your inheritance to buy you an electronic tombstone."

"..." Yaochuan Guang said, "Why would you use my inheritance to buy it?! Hmph... Even if I leave my inheritance to Cong Yu, I won't leave it to you, Little Lan!"

Lantian Zhu said, "Then I'll borrow money from Cong Yu to buy you an electronic tombstone."

Cong Yu said, "..."

So they couldn't just buy an actual grave?

Elementary Schooler, Probably

"Morning, Cong Yu."

"Morning... Minato Namikaze."

As Cong Yu greeted him, Minato Namikaze naturally started talking about yesterday's Monster incident... A lot of their classmates were discussing it too.

Logically speaking, as Cong Yu's "friend," Minato Namikaze ought to have shown some concern and asked why Cong Yu had taken two consecutive days off.

Was he sick, or had something major happened...

That would have been normal.

But clearly, Cong Yu was outside the bounds of "normal"... Put simply—

Everyone was used to it.

If Cong Yu had perfect attendance for an entire week, that would be the truly strange thing.

"By the way, Cong Yu, what were you busy with while you were absent? And why did you decide to come to school on such a wonderful day as Friday?"

In response to Minato Namikaze's question, Cong Yu kept resting his cheek on one hand as he played with his phone... There was no way he could tell the truth.

During those two days off, one day had been spent accompanying the two Magical Girls at home to record videos, while the other had been spent killing people and accompanying a widow.

He definitely couldn't say that out loud.

So, under Yaochuan Guang's nervous gaze as she looked back at him, Cong Yu casually answered, "Busy ruling the world."

Minato Namikaze said, "???"

Yaochuan Guang snorted with laughter.

What were you laughing about over there? And there was no need to be nervous earlier... It wasn't like I was going to expose your identity.

Cong Yu glanced at Yaochuan Guang, then answered Minato Namikaze's second question. "There's a comprehensive test in PE today... because the sports festival is coming up."

A test and a sports festival...

Minato Namikaze blinked in confusion and adjusted the forehead protector on his head. "I haven't heard anything about that."

Cong Yu answered blandly, "The pink-haired loli homeroom teacher, who's old and lonely, told me... She'll probably tell everyone later."

Although Wind City rarely had pop quizzes, Cong Yu still tried not to miss important exams... that was, major tests.

Make-up exams were troublesome, after all... including PE tests.

Worth mentioning, the PE teacher was the loli homeroom teacher... Mainly because she couldn't do anything and wasn't suited for any other work, so she had been shoved into Wind City High School to coast through her days.

So she also worked as the PE teacher.

"..."

"..." However, Minato Namikaze didn't answer Cong Yu. He just smiled awkwardly, his gaze directed roughly... behind Cong Yu's right shoulder.

Which was directly behind Yaochuan Guang.

A dangerous aura was indeed coming from there.

Cong Yu paused, then casually said, "So even if you desperately brace yourself against the windowsill and stare at me with resentful eyes, I still won't take back what I said."

Worth mentioning, Cong Yu never even turned around to confirm it.

Only after hearing Cong Yu's voice did Yaochuan Guang turn her head, then get startled by the homeroom teacher, who was straining to stand on tiptoe and stick her body out. "Wah!"

"..." Feeling the tangible resentment behind him, Cong Yu calmly mocked, "That's why the homeroom teacher is just trash, trash—"

Minato Namikaze waved his hands with an awkward expression, signaling for Cong Yu to stop.

But clearly, the short pink-haired legally adult loli homeroom teacher had already been angered enough by Cong Yu's words to stamp her feet. "Cong Yu, you bratty little girl!"

As she spoke, the homeroom teacher puffed out her cheeks, climbed onto the windowsill, and lunged at Cong Yu. "Today, I'll show you how impressive adults are!"

"..."

"Plop—"

Cong Yu gently caught her, then held her beneath the armpits with both hands and steadily placed her on the floor like a kitten or puppy.

Throughout the process, the homeroom teacher had no ability to resist whatsoever.

Looking at the stunned homeroom teacher, Cong Yu simply withdrew his hands and smiled at her. "You sure talk big... Be careful, or I'll call the police."

Yaochuan Guang immediately burst into laughter. "Hahaha! So weak! You're really adorable."

Adorable was undoubtedly a kind compliment.

But for the person being complimented, that might not be the case...

The homeroom teacher blushed and pointed at Cong Yu in frustration. "Y-you-you... I'll tell my dad!"

What kind of elementary schooler was this?!

Cong Yu felt that the homeroom teacher and Nagashima Koki would definitely become good friends. He casually agreed with her. "Sure. Then I'll go have a talk with him about how you forgot all about the school festival and made me come up with ideas for you."

Hearing that, Minato Namikaze sighed. "So the planning report you gave us for last year's school festival was made by Cong Yu after all..."

The girl sitting in front of Minato Namikaze also sighed. "Such a detailed setup plan... There was no way the homeroom teacher could have made it herself—"

"Yeah, I thought it had Cong Yu's style from the start."

"What a terrible teacher. Going this far is too much... Cong Yu really should go complain to the principal."

"..." Facing the surrounding students' remarks, the homeroom teacher fell silent for a moment before immediately trying to throw herself onto Cong Yu and cry—

"I was wrong, please forgive me, I'll do anything."

Three apologies in a row?! And that fast?!

Yaochuan Guang was stunned.

But Cong Yu stopped the homeroom teacher's pounce, pressing one hand against her head. "Please restrain yourself. Don't engage in behavior resembling 'groping.'"

Cong Yu's use of "resembling" was already very tactful.

"Ahem, fine..."

The homeroom teacher cleared her throat twice, regretfully glanced at Cong Yu, and then ended the early morning farce. "Students, during PE this morning, we'll conduct physical fitness tests... Quite a few of you showed up today—"

"Then, for next week's sports festival, we'll decide Class A's roster. A Magical Girl will be coming to observe this time—"

"..."

"Huh? What? A Magical Girl?!"

"What's this about a Magical Girl?"

"It's the first I've heard of it!"

Cong Yu said, "???"

Yaochuan Guang said, "???"

"..." Not only had these students never heard that a Magical Girl would be observing an ordinary high school sports festival, even Cong Yu and Yaochuan Guang had never heard of such a thing.

Where was this Magical Girl from?

Without understanding anything, Cong Yu instinctively felt that perhaps he had been exposed... Were they going to fight? At school?

But in the next instant, he knew that was impossible.

Even Yaochuan Guang could figure out that it was impossible with her butt.

"Haha, I heard she's from the Magical Girl Association headquarters. She's a Magical Girl who isn't active anymore... But she was really famous in my era!"

As the homeroom teacher said this, she planted her hands on her hips, evidently looking rather happy. Yet with that body type and expression, she was saying something so wistful.

It really felt strange.

Because it always felt as though "her era" had actually come later than the "modern era."

But...

The Magical Girl Association headquarters?

Cong Yu thought about it and more or less understood... It was probably the group that had visited Yaochuan Guang's agency before, right?

They still weren't planning to return to Central City?

Did it have something to do with him?

Or was it actually related to yesterday's Monster?

"..." Monster, Wind City High School, the Old Sports Stadium explosion, 21st Group, the ring package sent to the school, the human who had defected to the Monsters, the hairpin left behind, the Magical Girl Association headquarters members lingering in Wind City, the Ant Monster of unknown origin, Yaochuan Guang enrolling in school, himself (me).

Were there connections among these things? Which ones could be combined with which ones to form "one" incident...

And how many separate incidents existed within this entire phenomenon?

Cong Yu thought about it... He felt that he needed to figure these questions out.

Well, in any case, he could rule himself out first!

Uh... probably?

The Monster Attacks Again

Physical fitness.

It was an interesting term... Often shortened to "constitution," it was a broad term that had been analyzed many times and encompassed many different aspects.

For example, if someone caught colds and got sick often, that meant their immune system was poor, so one could say their constitution was weak.

If someone looked like they hadn't slept well and always seemed drained, that was actually a sleep quality issue, yet one could also say their constitution was weak.

Poor resistance to blows could likewise be blamed on constitution.

But what Cong Yu found strange was...

"I think athletic ability shouldn't be attributed to constitution. There may be some connection... but there's an order of cause and effect here."

As Cong Yu spoke, he sat on a roll of turf piled up in the gymnasium and looked very seriously at the homeroom teacher beside him.

The tiny homeroom teacher sat next to him, her face plainly saying, "Keep talking, I'll listen to you make things up."

But Cong Yu's expression remained unchanged as he continued explaining. "It's because your constitution is poor that your athletic ability is bad, not because you see that my athletic ability is poor and then tell me I need to improve my constitution... You've reversed cause and effect."

"Reversing cause and effect is a grave taboo, Teacher... The last person who used a spear that reversed cause and effect got stabbed to death by his own spear."

"..." The homeroom teacher's mouth twitched... All she had done was remind him, [Your grades are terrible, and your constitution is too weak. Exercise more often.]

And Cong Yu had responded by rattling on and on.

Come to think of it, he had been panting after running track, yet after sitting for a while, Cong Yu was speaking nonsense here without even blushing or breathing hard.

Last year, his grades could still be considered above average, but this year they had fallen below average... Had this guy really run at full speed?

Thinking that, the homeroom teacher silently pinched the stopwatch hanging around her neck, recorded the girls' data, then glanced at the boys playing ball.

"Cong Yu, aren't you going to play?"

As she spoke, she poked Cong Yu in the waist with a teasing expression. "Or do you just like watching JKs work up a sweat?"

Cong Yu merely glanced at her and continued looking at his phone. "I neither like singing, dancing, rap, or basketball, nor do I like watching JKs."

"..."

"Then do you like sitting with your teacher here?"

"..."

"My suggestion is that you go to bed earlier at night. Otherwise, you'll keep daydreaming in broad daylight."