Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　"Yes, yes, please forward this note to me. I want to report a teacher who is inducing students to do bad things."

　Class teacher: "Hey! I was just kidding!"

　"..." So, actually, what you're really trying to do by advocating for opening a bar is to drink openly and legitimately during the school festival?

　The students expressed skepticism.

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　"Congyu-chan, what kind of games do you usually play at the school festival?"

　Yaochuan asked this question, while Congyu, while playing on her phone, explained, "That depends on whether it's a class exhibition or a club exhibition..."

　"As for classes, nine out of ten classes are maid cafes, maid restaurants, or male maid cafes or the like."

　Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, the surrounding students immediately became excited: "That's right! The men's clothing cafe! Cong Yu!"

　"Yes! Cong Yu!"

　"That's right... It's up to you, Congyu-kun, and Namikaze-kun!"

　"..." Minato Namikaze scratched his face awkwardly, "Uh... well, I really don't really want it..."

　Cong Yu's attitude, however, was much tougher.

　"I need to go help out at the club."

　Everyone groaned in response, while Hikaru Yokawa was somewhat confused... Huh? It seems like Senior Togi didn't say anything either?

　"Wait, Congyu-chan..."

　Seeing Yaochuan Guang speak up like that, Cong Yu quickly covered her mouth: "You have to go help out at the club, you have to go help out at the club, you have to go..."

　Amidst Cong Yu's incessant chatter, Yao Chuan Guang's eyes darted around: "Oh, okay, go help out at the club, I understand."

　Okay, hypnosis complete.

　Finally, Class A decided on a class-based project. After hesitating over various activities such as sales, exhibitions, and service, they finally made their choice!

　Maid Cafe (Sad)

　Chapter 240 Have you ever heard of chivalry...?

　Have you heard the story of "The Wandering Swordsman"?

　It is said that in the second year of the Yuanhe era, the Cure Maid Cofe was robbed by strange people, and those who were supposed to die that night...

　She was rescued by a traveler.

　A customer used a coffee cup from the shop to cover the last bloodline of his family, and was killed on the spot, but remained standing still.

　His last words before he died were, "I really want to see the maid!"

　"Later, to commemorate this customer's chivalry, the café began to incorporate maid elements, and from then on, it became extremely popular!"

　"It was from this time that 'maid cafes' began to become popular throughout Japan."

　While fiddling with her phone, Cong Yu sat in her seat in the clubroom and said, "Gradually, shops like maid cafes have also started to appear more and more."

　Upon seeing this, Yaochuan Guang looked deeply moved and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! What an amazing guest! This is the greatness of ordinary people!!"

　Meanwhile, Alisa, standing to the side, seemed hesitant to speak.

　This "what" chivalrous tale sounds like pure fabrication... Let's not even talk about whether maid cafes actually existed in the second year of the Yuanhe era.

　Did coffee really exist in the second year of the Yuanhe era?!

　Alisa from the distant shore felt an urge to cover her face, and she couldn't help but utter, "Um... that..."

　"Oh no, what was she trying to say?"

　Because Cong Yu's response was so mischievous, she forgot what everyone was originally discussing.

　It took me a while to recall.

　"Oh, right... I was clearly asking, 'Aren't you guys okay with not helping the class?' Why did I suddenly start talking about the second year of Yuanhe?"

　To Ayaka's puzzled expression, Cong Yu's explanation was simple: "It's a maid cafe every year, there's nothing I can do to help..."

　"You can see a lot of these kinds of shops on Hongxin Commercial Street, so you can only say that there are enough of them."

　While speaking casually, Cong Yu complained about last year's maid restaurant: "Moreover, a large portion of the food on the menu was actually just omelet rice with different blessings, and it was really bad."

　"..." Alisa from the far shore could roughly understand Cong Yu's thoughts.

　However, it seems that this is indeed the case; students prefer their own club activities and booths to participating in the school festival activities in their own classes.

　At least they each have their own unique characteristics.

　For example, adventure clubs might build haunted houses, while performance clubs might put on stage plays.

　Music clubs will hold live performances or concerts.

　Sports and competitive clubs that are fun and not boring (excluding track and field clubs) will have exhibition matches.

　The gaming community has developed game exhibitions.

　Even if guests who come to participate in the cultural festival want to eat something, they won't choose the omelet rice in the classroom, but will come to a food club like the gourmet club.

　"So, how was your cultural festival last year, Yuanan-senpai?"

　As Yokawa Hikaru curiously asked questions while playing with dough and scissors, Ayari from the far shore wanted to tell him to stop.

　These are what we'll be baking later.

　However, she was first drawn to Yaochuan Guang's question, and awkwardly looked away: "We didn't manage to get a booth at the school."

　As she said this, Alisa Faran began to explain: "The number of club booths in each section is limited, and there are only so many for food clubs in total."

　“We didn’t get the application, but it doesn’t matter. It’s fun enough to just take my brother to visit all the stalls.”

　As Alisa said this, she then asked Hikaru Yokawa, "Will your relatives and friends come to the school festival? Will they bring Midori?"

　Without parents, Hikaru Yokawa figured he would only have two close friends and family members left: "Hmm, she and another friend... why do we need to apply for a booth at the school festival?"

　In response, Alisa from the far shore helplessly shrugged and replied, "Because the competition among food-related clubs at Fuuto High School is too fierce."

　Ah, so this is a brutal competition?

　As Yao Chuan Guang thought about it, it was hard to imagine that such a thing would exist in Fengdu... Even the big companies in Fengdu didn't have a bottom-ranking elimination system.

　This shows just how leisurely the people in Fengdu are.

　"What about this year?"

　In response to Yaochuan Guang's words, Yuanan Alyssa shook her head helplessly: "Our food club has so few people, we probably won't get a turn?"

　Although she said that, there was no sign of resentment on her face: "As for last year, let me think..."

　一

　As she recalled this, Alisa picked up the baking tray in her hand, preparing to brush oil on the small bread rolls: "It seems that the members-only restaurant clubs managed to snag the spots... and the food they made, although it looked..."

　"..." As she said this, Alisa's expression turned a little ugly, and she didn't want to recall it anymore: "Anyway, it's traditional street vendor style Indian cuisine."

　Yao Chuanguang herself doesn't have any aversion to Indian cuisine, or rather, her impression of Indian cuisine is that it has been localized and modified.

　So I don't understand what Senior Yuan'an is talking about.

　"You'll know when you see it."

　Alisa, on the other side, didn't pay much attention to the small dough ball in her hand... it was bread she was preparing to bake.

　The idea was to bake them into flaky pastries like croissants, although these dough balls are all round... um?

　Alisa on the distant shore was astonished.

　Since it was for her own consumption, Alisa didn't shape it much except for stuffing it with red bean paste, but...

　At this moment, there is a dough in front of her.

　"so cute."

　Amazed, Alisa looked at the neatly arranged dough balls on the tray... there were puppies, chicks, ducklings, and even rabbits.

　Each one is three-dimensional and lifelike.

　Yao Chuan Guang, who was holding the scissors, laughed and rubbed her nose: "Hehe, how is it... pretty, right?"

　Although the taste won't get any better.

　Alisa thought for a moment, then blinked and said, "In that case, maybe we can get a booth spot by having some nice artwork!"

　Last year, the "Members-only Restaurant Club" was criticized for its bizarrely ugly mushy dishes, even though the taste was supposedly quite good... a classic masala flavor.

　Therefore, it continues to receive negative reviews.

　Yaochuan Guang immediately became excited, clearly wanting to participate in the school festival: "Eh? Is that so? That's great!"

　However, success is not guaranteed.

　Alisa on the other side of the shore didn't say those words aloud.

　"..." Cong Yu rested his chin on his hand, watching Yao Chuan Guang and Yuan An Alisa bake bread together, and he didn't say much.

　They also didn't feel the need to interfere.

　"..."

　"..." But the next day, the food club's name appeared on the list of school festivals, and the location of their booth was also quite good.

　Hikaru Yokawa: "Yay!"

　Alisa from the Far Shore: "Yay!"

　Cong Yu: (∠ω<)⌒★

　Chapter 241 Cong Yu Rejects Maid Outfit

　"Rehearse, rehearse!"

　"Ahem... Dog Xiu Jin Sa Ma—"

　"Hehehe, hahaha..."

　"..." Listening to the noise around her and the classmates waving their maid outfits, Cong Yu fiddled with her phone with a completely indifferent expression.

　The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

　Cong Yu only found them noisy.

　The noise became even more intense when Minato Namikaze was dragged into a maid outfit.

　But no matter what they do, as long as they don't bother him or involve Cong Yu himself, Cong Yu won't criticize them.

　As he was thinking this, Hikaru Yokawa leaned closer, looking at him expectantly, and asked, "Murayu-chan, aren't you going to wear it?"

　Cong Yu, who was scrolling through her phone, paused for a moment.

　"No, that's not necessary."

　As Cong Yu said this, he took a deep breath while watching the male and female students dressed in maid outfits playfully fighting.

　Just kidding, who wants to wear a maid outfit...?

　"I believe in everyone in the class... You should focus more on the club booths later."

　Cong Yu spoke simply, then glanced at Yao Chuan Guang, realizing she wasn't going to give up, his eyes narrowed: "Toast bread!"

　Hikaru Yokawa: "Huh?"

　Amidst Yaochuan Guang's confusion, Cong Yu reached out and cupped her face: "Bread, bread, bread..."

　After repeated observations, Yaochuan Guang's eyes began to wander.

　Yes, Cong Yu has mastered the correct way to use Yao Chuan Guang, which is—

　As long as you keep nagging and muttering in her ear, Yaochuan Guang will be led astray.

　It works like hypnosis (lol).

　"Yes, I also need to see if I can borrow an oven from other clubs, like the members-only restaurant's culinary research and development club or the pastry club."

　As Yao Chuan Guang said this, he stood up abruptly and prepared to head towards the club activity room: "I hope they're willing to lend it to us."

　Indeed, the food club has decided to set up a stall to sell animal-shaped mini breads at the school festival.

　Since Fuuto High School was open that day, there were many customers... The food-related club stalls all had good sales.