Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

"No, no, no! I have the latest methods!"

The clever little succubus seemed to have been waiting for him to say those words.

Without much hesitation, he took the prop from his belt.

It was a very tiny gingerbread man keychain.

The surface is made of cloth, and the inside is filled with cotton, giving it a certain elasticity.

"what is this?"

"—The Puppet!"

Lillian shouted it out proudly.

Having just experienced oxygen deprivation, his body got up and sat down at the dining table.

Like a seasoned salesperson, he began his sales pitch with remarkable fluency:

"On the surface, it looks like an ordinary keychain, but in reality, it's a wondrous puppet that connects with the user's senses!"

"Hearing, taste, smell, touch, and sight can all be synchronized 100%."

"Put it in any magical girl's bag, and you'll be able to peek into their lives!"

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Liaoning matchmaking plan fails

The tail has arrived home...

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Volume 1: Chapter 235. Magical Girl Tea Party

—In a well-located second-floor café in Shibuya, Tokyo's shopping paradise.

The three magical girls are enjoying their afternoon tea.

The rising steam from the hot coffee, cooled by the vanilla ice cream, drifted down onto the soft strawberry cake.

The soft jazz music playing in the store creates a sophisticated and charming atmosphere.

Even so, none of the three charming Japanese girls were in the mood to taste them.

They all instinctively clutched their handbags, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Finally, Rinko Mizushiro, the most senior member of the [Brainwashing Department], who is also the real Rose, spoke up:

"Let's share what gifts everyone bought for their owner."

She paused slightly, as if encouraging herself.

After a series of twists and turns, the former magical girl trio has finally reunited unharmed.

All of this is inseparable from the owner's efforts.

That's why they wanted to use today to choose a gift that represented their feelings.

But after a morning of shopping, they all realized a serious problem.

—That is because the master is too rich now, and it is difficult for anything to move him.

"..."

Even Rinko Mizushiro is currently lacking confidence.

But in order to set an example, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

She reached into her handbag and took out a beautifully packaged "Shiroi Koibito" chocolate.

"I plan to give this as a gift; it's the perfect way for a young woman to express her love."

"Pfft-"

The true form of the magical golden chrysanthemum, Hatano Sakurada, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Wait, are you two having a campus romance? That's so innocent."

"Huh? Then tell me, what are you planning to give as a gift?!"

Rinko Mizushiro narrowed her eyes and asked back unhappily.

In response, Sakurada Hatano immediately presented her own gift, which she had also carefully selected over the course of the morning.

"A Panasonic shaver, the owner will definitely use it."

"Even if it's a Father's Day gift, I wouldn't give this; it's too tacky."

"What did you say?!"

Sakurada Hatano, who was originally quite smug, immediately became angry after being slightly discouraged.

Unfortunately, the two of them ended up sitting in the same row.

At close range, neither was willing to yield to the other.

"That's still better than a box of chocolates. You can use a razor every day!"

"Are you sure? As long as that dark elf helps, Master will never grow a beard again."

"Please, gentlemen, stop arguing!"

Sitting opposite them, Haru-zakura's true form, Kimishima Aoi, attempted to quell the situation single-handedly.

Unexpectedly, he became the target of everyone's criticism as soon as he finished speaking.

Rinko Mizuki and Sakurada Hatano turned their gazes towards them simultaneously.

"Miss Kimishima Aoi, what have you prepared?"

"Yes, take it out and let us see!"

They were completely unaware that they were using the language of delinquent girls to coerce the child.

Perhaps Kimishima Aoi is really too weak.

It gives the impression of being as easily frightened as a hamster, cutely fragile.

Her obedient and compliant reaction was completely unrelated to the terrifying Blood Cherry from before.

"I bought this at a pet store on the street..."

Kimishima Aoi didn't want to take it out, especially not in broad daylight.

However, unable to resist the urging of the other two girls, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and place it on the dining table.

That was clearly a dog collar.

Moreover, it's specifically designed for large dogs, with an overall pinkish color scheme.

"I plan to wear it and give it to my owner..."

Aoi Kimishima, who revealed her plans, actually had a very conflicted girlish heart.

He felt both deeply ashamed and secretly pleased, even wanting to see the other two's envious faces.

But when she looked up, she found that both the rose and the chrysanthemum were speechless because of her own antics.

"It's boring."

Hatano waved his hand and took his first sip of his unsweetened, unmilk Americano.

His demeanor was so calm that there was not a trace of jealousy.

"……Eh?"

Aoi Kimishima's hands, which were holding the collar, were trembling uncontrollably.

Not long ago, when she was browsing through pet stores, it's no exaggeration to say that her whole body was extremely hot and humid.

Just imagining that incredibly daring scene makes me sweat like a burst dam.

He was so excited that even the pet store staff came to ask him questions.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the other two, it meant nothing at all.

“Spring Cherry, you are late, so you don’t know this—we and our master have tried similar things too many times.”

As the embodiment of the magical rose, Rinko Mizushiro kindly explained.

But soon, he cupped his cheeks in his hands and fell into memories, going into a frenzy.

"At the hot spring hotel, the owner took me for a walk in the deep mountains, just like Adam and Eve, hehehe?"

"I've done similar things before, and it was quite thrilling and exciting!"

The true form of the magical golden chrysanthemum, Sakura Hatano, also shared her memories, not to be outdone.

Their conversation was like a bucket of cold water, completely chilling Chunying to the bone.

Holding the collar, Kimishima Aoi felt like a clown.

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Thanks to @书客311639647840 for the spicy snack!