Living with Magical Girls, But a Monster Executive

To be fair, as the pace of the battle kept slowing, Miss Chi You's doubts began to pile up.

Her own acting was getting more and more absurd, but Cong Yu also seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, his movements slower and slower.

Miss Chi You wondered whether Cong Yu was acting too.

But she quickly dismissed the thought herself. After all, the stakes of this battle for Cong Yu were the Emperor's throne.

This was the "Monster Emperor"...

Chi You did not think Cong Yu would be unmoved by this position and title... If Chi You were Cong Yu, she would definitely fight with everything she had.

Yes, this was Miss Chi You putting herself in his shoes.

Or perhaps projecting herself onto others...

But later, as they crossed paths as though dancing together, Miss Chi You seemed to sense something.

Something beyond "victory or defeat."

Wasn't it like fishing?

Fishing was not merely about catching fish, just as Cong Yu had said before... much of its meaning lay in the process.

The natural interaction between people and fish, the inner peace and satisfaction.

Results were fleeting, while the process was eternal.

Miss Chi You had never truly fished with her own hands, but she found a similar confirmation in battle. She gradually began to forget victory and defeat, even reined in her strength, and began to feel Cong Yu's rhythm.

The battle became a dance.

Perhaps it was a ritual...

A ritual through which Miss Chi You began to understand Cong Yu's thoughts, leaving her increasingly moved and emotional.

Because Cong Yu truly was a loyal retainer.

As everyone knew, people found it difficult to withstand tests. Because as long as someone harbored doubts in their heart, they would keep testing.

And in this "unintentional" situation.

Faced