Here Comes the Dog Food-

Just as Lantian Zhu was muttering to himself, Zongzheng Ximei had already mixed the drink and was waving it from the bar towards Lantian Zhu.

"Please enjoy your meal, sir."

In response, Lantian Zhu casually raised his glass, sniffed the sweetness in it, and displayed remarkable elegance.

It's like some kind of wine connoisseur came along.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Little Shadow and Zongzheng Ximei, Lantian Zhu simply raised her hand and said, "Tun tun tun--"

He finished the entire drink in the triangular glass in three gulps.

"..."

"6"

Although it is true that a Martini is a short drink... that is, a beverage that requires a high degree of temperature control and a low rate of ice melting.

It needs to be drunk within a relatively short time, otherwise it will taste bad.

While it is indeed a short drink, the time is usually around ten minutes. A super short drink like Lantian Zhu is still a bit ahead of its time.

It gave the impression that she was drinking beer, downing it in one gulp.

Is this reasonable?

"If you just want to drink, I can provide beer... but you don't seem to be completely clueless about it."

As Little Shadow spoke, she seemed to be making a judgment. Although her dark face revealed nothing, her voice clearly carried a hint of amusement. "Could it be... that Cong Yu usually doesn't let you drink?"

Although Cong Yu used to drink, she seems to have stopped drinking much in recent years, though she doesn't know when it started.

Therefore, considering factors such as "getting out of the pit and then stepping back to criticize," it is only natural that Cong Yu would not let Lantian Zhu and the others drink alcohol.

"No, it's Yaochuan Guang who won't let me drink..."

As he said this, Lantian Zhu sighed softly, not intending to say anything more about the topic, "I just made up an excuse to come out today."

After all, Lantian Zhu knew that Yaochuan Guang only doing it for her own good, which was why he didn't let her smoke, drink, or play pachinko... This was probably the authority of a mother.

As Lantian Zhu said this, ordered another drink, and started watching the television in the bar, Tereido spoke up; "Lantian Zhu, right?"

As she said this, Tereido looked at Lantian Zhu, who had turned around, and said, "I heard that you have learned a technique called Source Severance: Radiance."

She said that first, then Tereido immediately added, "I heard about it from the Central City; it's supposedly some kind of Anti-King's technique."

Very few magical girls in Central City have mastered it. Even those who can be considered "beginners" are few and far between.

Even magical girls who have mastered the [Source Severance of Radiance] technique discard it like worn-out shoes after trying to use it.

They even viewed it as poison, as a raging flood or a ferocious beast.

It clearly felt like it had already touched some kind of boundary, a technique that could be called "forever famous," but everyone was still terrified.

Honestly, Tereido a little curious about what was going on.

"Ah, that spell?"

As he said this, Lantian Zhu pondered for a moment, then stopped speaking, "The Source Severance: Radiance is indeed very strong, but it also has side effects."

It's definitely strong.

After all, when Lantian Zhu used this technique recklessly before, he could simply grab anyone he wanted and blow them up.

You should know that she didn't just blow up flowers and plants, nor did she kill powerless mortals; she killed genuine magical girls.

Even one of the top 100 magical girls in United States!

Although this point has been emphasized too many times by those "top 100 magical girls in United States," it doesn't really seem to carry much weight.

But it shouldn't come to the point of saying something like, "Hey, what a bunch of trash."

The value of [Source Severance - Radiance] is genuine. Moreover, it doesn't necessarily require consuming one's own magic power to activate.

This elevates the technique from "powerful" to "divine among divine."

"Side effect?"

"Hmm, side effects"

."

As he said this, Lantian Zhu clenched his fist, letting his magic dissipate naturally, and then "Source Severance" it back into his hand.

Instantly, numerous cracks appeared on Lantian Zhu's arm.

Accompanied by the excruciating pain she had long since grown accustomed to, Lantian Zhu stretched out her hand, indicating. "This is it... the disintegration and collapse of the body."

Such side effects seem a bit too much.

Tereido examined it carefully... her eyesight was always excellent.

Since one can discern whether another is the host of Extinction Formula, one can naturally understand the principles behind the technique of "Source Severance: Radiance".

Almost immediately, I realized something was amiss.

"A spell to absorb scattered magical energy as a detonation medium... Interesting. So, this is the side effect you're talking about."

"The body will be overwhelmed... If used repeatedly and in large quantities in a short period of time, it will cause irreversible damage to the magical organs."

"However, if you use it for a short period of time and rest for a while afterward, you'll be fine... So, the truly fatal side effect is actually 'pain,' right?"

With a precise guess and a nod from Lantian Zhu, Tereido hesitated for a moment, then pulled out a bank card from her pocket. "Here's five million, for you."

As she said this, Tereido pushed the bank card towards Lantian Zhu, attracting the attention of everyone around... Holy crap! Five million?!

But it's clear that Lantian Zhu won't accept it... won't accept it so easily or casually.

She should at least ask what it's for.

As for Lantian Zhu's probing gaze, Tereido pointed to Dente beside her, whose eyes were filled with envy and greed. "Could you please use [Source Severance of Radiance] to fight D? I'd like to observe from an outsider's perspective."

Dente: "Huh?"

Chapter 571 Oh, the dog food!

"Hello everyone, good morning! Haha, it's been a whole holiday since we last met, did you miss me?"

The short, useless, pink-haired, older girl homeroom teacher, who no one wanted, stood on a pile of books in front of the podium, hands on her hips, greeting the students.

"..." The only response she received was a deathly silence, as if it were an end to the world.

However, as a good student of his homeroom teacher, Cong Yu wouldn't let the morning meeting fall silent so easily, so he spoke up.

Cong Yu's opening remarks were naturally very mild. "Compared to that, was there anything wrong with your blind date yesterday, homeroom teacher? You skipped class to go on a blind date... Are you really not unwanted?"

"..."

[Blind Date]

Is everything alright?

[Nobody wants it]

These three sentences, like a sharp sword piercing the heart of a spring day, instantly cut through the homeroom teacher's chest. "Ugh!!!"

The homeroom teacher, struck in a vital spot, was instantly devastated!

Judging from her expression, it's clear that the blind date she went on yesterday, which she was willing to take time off work to attend, has fallen through again... It's quite amusing.

Humor Analysis: It's so funny it's impossible not to laugh.

"Ahhh, that's just how our homeroom teacher is."

"That's right, it's hard to imagine her successfully finding a boyfriend."

"To be honest, it's true."

"..." Faced with the students' ridicule, the once authoritative homeroom teacher returned from the abyss... returned from Hell.

Then, looking weak, she took something that looked like an exam paper out of her bag, revealing an expression of "thank goodness I brought my bag" and a smug look of "thank goodness I remembered to put it in my bag".

I don't know what's so great about that.

So, is there an exam?

With this in mind, everyone seemed a little nervous...

However, the homeroom teacher quickly explained, "This is a questionnaire about future career planning, you know... please fill it out carefully, the final results will be compiled and shown on TV."

Oh, that's true.

Even in anime, it's the same. As a Japan high school student, you'll always have to take a career planning questionnaire in your third year.

Or rather, in this wretched place called Japan.

Although they keep saying "don't cause trouble for others," it's more like saying "when trouble comes to you, don't refuse it."

You can't refuse an interview from a reporter standing on the street.

Just like how questionnaires are now impossible to refuse...

With these thoughts in mind, Cong Yu twirled her pen, pondering how to write the "first intention," "second intention," and "third intention."

While Cong Yu was still pondering this point, Yaochuan Guang had already turned his head to see how Cong Yu would write it.

"..." Do you even have to copy this?

Thinking this, Cong Yu silently wrote "further education" under Yaochuan Guang's gaze.

This proves that he is preparing to go to university.

Yaochuan Guang: "!"

Oh, I didn't know there was such a way to write it.

Yaochuan Guang nodded, suddenly realizing what was going on, and wrote a college entrance exam proposal in a very professional manner, following Cong Yu's plan, before turning his head back to his work.

Cong Yu's first line is (advancing to higher education).

The second line is--[]

"..."

"???" Yaochuan Guang was shocked. She looked at Cong Yu and whispered, "Cong Yu- chan, what did you write?"

You won't understand if you don't watch Kamen Rider.

With this attitude

Cong Yu chuckled and tapped Yaochuan Guang on the head, "Don't worry about it. After all, it's just an interest survey... a form that doesn't even require you to fill in your name. It's just used to gather material for news articles."

I often see it on TV at home.

News headlines might include things like, "[Japan high school students' most desired professions: Did you make the cut?!]"

Then you can spend ten or fifteen minutes on the news program.

The intention survey at this moment serves this purpose...

Therefore, there's absolutely no need to take it seriously.

However, even if Cong Yu said that, Yaochuan Guang couldn't think of anything to "fill in" and could only look at Cong Yu- chan with pleading eyes.

Meanwhile, Cong Yu had already written "Duel King" on the third line of the screen, and then looked at Yaochuan Guang.

Leaning lazily against the wall, Cong Yu offered Yaochuan Guang some advice. "For example, a pastry chef? A pastry chef?"

Yaochuan Guang thought about Cong Yu's suggestion carefully for a moment, then shook his head. "No, that won't work. Senior Yuan'an will definitely write about pastry chefs and chefs too, wouldn't that clash with her?"

Huh? So what if we bumped into each other?

Do you really intend to become two-star pastry chefs?

Moreover, there are so many people in the world and so many students in the school... maybe there are people who write "" like me.

So Cong Yu rolled her eyes without hesitation and casually suggested, "Then just write something like 'Bride,' lots of people write that."

"For the other one, you can write something like 'Demon God of World Destruction' or something; there's really no problem with this kind of survey."

"..." When Yaochuan Guang first heard the word "bride," he was still laughing foolishly, but when he heard the word "World Destruction demon god," he was speechless.

As expected, Cong Yu- chan has a bit of a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)...

No, to be precise, it's because they truly possess the power that only exists in the fantasies of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome). Therefore, those who lack the fertile ground for chuunibyou will naturally spend their entire lives making up for it, repaying for this lack of chuunibyou.

However, after hearing Cong Yu say "it doesn't matter," Yaochuan Guang really didn't care either, and casually filled in a few lines.

[College Admission]