My Girlfriend Is a Magical Girl! Chapter 33

"Tell me more," Lu Ming said.

Sister Qin,

I was damn curious.

"For example, she said your grades had improved so quickly lately that it made her a little unhappy. She had originally wanted to slowly teach you herself, because that would have made her feel accomplished. And then there's that classmate surnamed Ran from the Student Council—you've gotten much closer recently, right? She thinks that as the Student Council president, everyone should have a better relationship with her..." Qin Hanyu excitedly rattled off Tang Zhiqing's embarrassing history.

As expected of her cousin. She casually said things no one else dared to say.

Tang Zhiqing's expression remained calm, but her pale fists at her sides had already clenched tight enough for veins to stand out.

"Ahem, ahem, I'll stop, I'll stop." Qin Hanyu gave an awkward laugh, then smiled at Lu Ming. "I'm Zhiqing's cousin, Qin Hanyu. I'm a sophomore at Haiyang University. Only the two of us live here, so feel free to come by whenever you want. Zhiqing rarely has friends over, so you're very welcome!"

"President... Zhiqing has few friends, but what about Sister Qin's friends?" Lu Ming asked.

Qin Hanyu seemed not to hear him. She merely tilted her head and smiled.

Sorry, did I say something I shouldn't have?

So the rumor that real beauties had very few friends was true after all.

"She doesn't dare talk to people outside. She has to drag me along even when she goes to the supermarket, otherwise she wouldn't even dare speak to the cashier," Tang Zhiqing said blandly.

So she was secretly socially anxious.

Qin Hanyu once again pretended not to hear and turned away, whistling.

Except she couldn't make any sound. All that came out was a breathy puff of air.

That was a little embarrassing, Sister Qin.

"Then you two have fun. I'm going back to my room to work on my course project." Qin Hanyu waved with a smile.

"Cousin, don't wait until the deadline again before submitting it," Tang Zhiqing said, folding her arms.

"Bye, Sister Qin." Lu Ming waved as well.

Qin Hanyu waved at Lu Ming and winked. "If you get hungry, I'll make you something delicious!"

I'm not hungry.

But suddenly, I really wanted cream puffs.

Lu Ming watched Qin Hanyu's tall, slender figure walk away before finally withdrawing his gaze.

Qin Hanyu was also an unbelievably beautiful woman, no less stunning than Tang Zhiqing. Genetics really were terrifying.

Their brows and eyes were somewhat alike, and both had huge boobs. But Zhiqing was still young, with even greater potential. Lu Ming had higher hopes for President Tang.

As for a cousin bowl... better not think about that.

"Why did you call her Cousin too?" Tang Zhiqing frowned at Lu Ming.

"Sorry, it just slipped out." Lu Ming raised both hands.

"My cousin can't cook, so you'd better give up on that idea."

Tang Zhiqing led Lu Ming deeper into the dojo, then thought for a moment before saying, "You can probably tell that there aren't many people at my family's dojo, and it's rather old, right? After my father passed away, everyone from the dojo drifted apart."

"Could there be some hidden story behind that?" Lu Ming asked sharply.

"Oh, there isn't. It was just lung cancer from smoking too much. He was an annoying old chain-smoker."

"..."

Uncle Tang had really smoked hard.

Tang Zhiqing said, "I never planned to revive the dojo, but my cousin thinks I'm too tired on my own. She's always trying to find me a boyfriend. This time was the same, so I thought I'd drag you over too. You happened to want to learn martial arts anyway."

Lu Ming quickly spotted a blind spot.

"Suppose Sister Qin really brought someone over, and you had me come beat him up. Wouldn't that make me your boyfriend and the future male master of this dojo?" Lu Ming pondered.

Tang Zhiqing said unhappily, "Stop imagining things. Go change into clothes suitable for practice. The changing room is right next door!"

"Yes, boss!"

What President Tang was thinking, Lu Ming genuinely had no idea.

Tang Zhiqing watched Lu Ming's retreating figure as he ran toward the changing room. Only after he shut the door did she head off to change as well.

As Lu Ming changed, he felt that the chest of his uniform could bear a "Tang" character, just like the Turtle School.

But wouldn't people think I was being too Tang?

Just as he was thinking that, he heard the system's voice.

[The Student Council president Tang Zhiqing, who had been close to you during high school, after graduating from high school...]

This was President Tang's future timeline?

Lu Ming focused.

Chapter 33: I Lived with President Tang in the Future?

[After graduating from high school, you came to the capital to attend university. Your former friends gradually drifted away, and the only one who remained by your side was Student Council president Tang Zhiqing, who had gotten into the same university as you.]

Future me and the president attended the same university?

Was that really such a coincidence?

[At university, you encountered many incidents and were even attacked by Evil Beasts several times. Fortunately, you survived thanks to the help of the Magical Girl "Empress"...]

Empress?

The strongest Magical Girl of the modern era?

She saved me several times. She sounded like a good Magical Girl. I'd heard that she had always been overwhelmingly first in Magical Girl popularity rankings. Even Li Deng, whose brain was filled with Yu-Gi-Oh! decks, had a poster of the Magical Girl "Empress" in his bedroom.

She was the very embodiment of beauty and power.

But future me probably had no further connection with her. After all, I was just an ordinary person without the immense power of a Magical Girl.

[Because the Star Bearer's special constitution attracted Evil Beasts, most of your classmates, fearing they would be dragged into trouble, reduced their interactions with you. During your four years at university, you had very few friends. You were lonely, but not alone, because you and your high school friend Tang Zhiqing rented a place together and lived together.]

[However, as you lived together, you and she gradually walked down diverging paths. The two of you became strangers. After you decided to destroy the world, you discovered the connection between yourself and Tang Zhiqing. Perhaps if you had understood her better in high school, everything would have been different. Her regret, which had persisted throughout high school, was related to her family dojo.]

[Mission: Help Tang Zhiqing defeat an opponent with ill intentions. Reward: Focus +1]

Huh?

Tang Zhiqing was also connected to future me becoming a great demon king?

And future me lived with Tang Zhiqing in university?

No, we just rented a place together.

But what exactly was our relationship? The system should make that clear. Were we good friends, friends with benefits, or boyfriend and girlfriend? Give me a hint already!

"Are you done changing? Why are you taking so long?"

Tang Zhiqing's voice came from outside.

"Don't rush me. Boys take longer to change clothes." Lu Ming hurriedly finished changing and walked out.

The white martial arts uniform somehow looked even more prominent on Tang Zhiqing.

Idiot, stop staring at her huge boobs. Look at the person!

Lu Ming and Tang Zhiqing walked to the center of the dojo.

Lu Ming had a lot on his mind, but for now, he needed to listen to Tang Zhiqing.

According to Tang Zhiqing, Tang Hand was the name given after Ryukyuan martial artists crossed the sea to China in the nineteenth century to study martial arts, then returned to Ryukyu. It was the prototype of modern Japanese Karate, but her family's Tang Hand had nothing to do with Japanese Tang Hand.

Tang Zhiqing said, "My father just looked up the name online to give it some cultural depth. The martial art our family uses takes the essence of many martial arts and discards their dross. But its history is supposedly quite long. It's said that several hundred years ago, one of my ancestors discussed martial arts with Zhang Sanfeng."

Did your ancestor ever besiege Bright Summit?

I remember that guy named Zeng A'niu was the weakest. Beat him up good.

Lu Ming did not know whether any of this was true, and Tang Zhiqing probably only treated it as a story. But her martial skill was unquestionably real. Otherwise, how could the boys from the Martial Arts Club have all become Tang loyalists?

"Enough talking. Let me show you something simple," Tang Zhiqing said.

Her family's Tang Hand was fast and powerful, with a reputation for killing in a single strike.

Before Lu Ming could react, Tang Zhiqing took two quick steps, locked his arm, and pressed down with force.

It did not move.

Lu Ming's physique was a little too strong.

Tang Zhiqing had no idea how Lu Ming had trained such hard muscles. Even with eighty percent of her strength, she could not force him down. Her strength was already considerable among girls.

Did Lu Ming go to the gym every day?

Tang Zhiqing lightly bit her lip, and her gaze turned cold.

"Zhiqing, should I fall down?" Lu Ming asked tentatively.

Tang Zhiqing said expressionlessly, "Who said you could call me by name? Call me President. Now you can lie down!"

It was obvious that she was getting flustered.

She was even forcing him to use her title.

Lu Ming lay down on the floor. Tang Zhiqing pressed herself onto him and said, "This is my family's technique. See? You got knocked down without any room to resist, right?"

Room to resist?

Should I have one, or shouldn't I?

"..." Lu Ming said nothing.

"Right?" Tang Zhiqing narrowed her eyes and asked again.

"Yes, President knocked me down with ease. Tang Hand is so strong. I'm no match for you at all." Lu Ming could only recite the words against his conscience.

Tang Zhiqing smiled happily, like a sunflower blooming. Even the sunlight seemed ten times brighter.

She often smiled because, as Student Council president, she needed to leave a good impression on students at school. But genuine smiles like this were indeed rare. She really seemed happy.

And Lu Ming felt a little uncomfortable.

Not because he had lied. His moral bottom line was not that high.

Besides, joking around with Tang Zhiqing did not count as lying.

The problem was that while Tang Zhiqing pressed against him, the area of contact between their soft bodies was rather large. Lu Ming could even feel her pair of extremely elastic huge boobs pressed against him.

So soft, so bouncy!

They were much bigger than Lu Annuan's.

"Alright, get up." Tang Zhiqing said.

"President's strength is too great. Let me recover a little longer." Lu Ming remained lying on the floor.

First, let the lower house retreat.

Tang Zhiqing merely assumed he was still joking and did not notice anything.

Over the next two hours, Lu Ming practiced close combat with Tang Zhiqing for a long time. He did not really need to train his physique, but when it came to technique and martial arts, he knew absolutely nothing. He relied entirely on brute force, which meant his ceiling was low. Against stronger enemies, he might become a burden to Lu Annuan.

But after two hours of practice, Lu Ming had gained quite a lot. If there were a proficiency system, he had probably gained a hundred points and unlocked the "Tang Hand" skill.

However, he was still far from mastery.

In terms of martial skill, Tang Zhiqing was indeed several levels above Lu Ming.

After practicing for two hours, Tang Zhiqing had sweated quite a bit as well. A fine layer of perspiration gave the usually dignified and imposing Student Council president a hint of youthful feminine charm.

Under the sunlight, glistening beads of sweat hung from her pale chin, swaying as they reflected the green leaves and red flowers outside the door.

She wiped away sweat with the back of her hand and turned to look at Lu Ming.

Chapter 34: I Can Teach the President About Peripherals

"Let's stop here for today." Tang Zhiqing said. "I'll get you something to drink. What do you want?"

"No need to trouble yourself. If you insist, maybe some cola..." Lu Ming said.

"You want Mizone, right? I'll get it for you. Sports drinks can speed up fatigue recovery and replenish vitamins and electrolytes." Tang Zhiqing nodded and took two bottles of Mizone from the refrigerator nearby.