Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Even last year's members-only restaurant had that unique food presentation and the classic "hand-stirred" cooking style.

　Sales figures weren't bad.

　Therefore, judging by common sense, one oven is naturally not enough... and the food club only has one oven.

　Developing new dishes is certainly no problem, but it's clearly not enough for mass production and sales.

　So you either borrow or buy.

　In fact, Alisa from the Far Shore could easily use her privileged family background to...

　Buy a bunch of ovens.

　However, being able to borrow it is certainly a good thing...

　No one’s money comes from the strong wind.

　As Yao Chuan Guang was thinking this, he saw a hundred-yuan bill flutter in the wind and land on Cong Yu's face.

　Yao Chuanguang: "???"

　"Oh, Lucky! Even the wind is bringing me good luck today!"

　Cong Yu smiled and sighed, stuffing the money into her pocket and waving her finger towards the sky: "Thank you, Wind of Fengdu."

　Yao Chuanguang: "!!!"

　Slightly shocked, Hikaru felt once again... that Murasame and the city of Fuuto were truly a perfect match.

　Actually, the wind is in harmony with everything...

　Besides tears.

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　"Aaaaaah! Awooooo!!"

　"I didn't get accepted! Damn it!"

　At that moment, a chorus of groans erupted in the members-only restaurant, where one member was holding a lump of... curry with a mournful face.

　"Our dishes are so fresh! So delicious! What kind of unknown little club is the Food Club anyway?"

　"Barley tea! Barley tea!!"

　"Hey! Were you peeking at me when I was changing into my chef's uniform?!"

　"Is there... any need to peek (feeling guilty)?"

　"..." In the club activity room of the members-only restaurant's culinary research and development club, everyone was saddened because they hadn't been able to apply for a booth at the school festival.

　However, logically speaking, since they participated last year, their application priority should indeed be relatively low...

　However, there are also quite a few clubs that have successfully applied for two consecutive years.

　So, how exactly did a "food club" with only two people manage to get approved?

　It's a cover-up! There's definitely something fishy going on!

　"Boom boom boom——"

　At that moment, there was a knock on the classroom door of the club. Everyone looked towards the door and heard a girl's voice coming from outside—

　"Excuse me, I'm Hikaru Yokawa from the Food Club. May I borrow your club's oven? We need it for the school festival."

　"..." Upon hearing this, everyone immediately stood up... Alright! The food club is here, they want to see what's going on!

　Borrow an oven? Dream on!

　Go buy it yourself with your club activity funds, lol!

　Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and expressed their determination to make the food club back down!

　Then, as they opened the door, they saw a beautiful girl with golden hair: "Hello, may I ask...?"

　Upon seeing the beautiful girl, many people instantly switched sides.

　However, the club member responsible for receiving Yao Chuanguang was very firm: "Sorry, we also need an oven recently."

　They stole our stall and now they want to borrow things?

　Go buy it yourself with your club activity funds, lol!

　"..."

　"Eh? Okay... Sorry to bother you."

　In response, Hikaru Yokawa said apologetically, then turned to look at Murasame who was slowly walking behind him: "Murasame-chan, it seems that the clubs here also need ovens."

　Should we borrow from other clubs?

　Upon hearing Yaochuan Guang's words, the members of the members-only restaurant's culinary research and development club were stunned. They stared at the fully open door and Cong Yu.

　So it was Cong Yu who wanted to borrow it?!

　"Wait! Don't rush off!"

　The person who had initially declined Yao Chuanguang's offer extended his arm, making a gesture as if Er Kang were trying to persuade him to stay: "Cong Yu, do you want to borrow the oven?"

　In response, Cong Yu looked up and looked away from her phone: "That's not entirely wrong, let's just say it this way..."

　Sigh! You should have said so earlier!

　Seeing Yaochuan Guang's bewildered expression, the members of the members' restaurant's culinary research and development club underwent a complete 540-degree change in attitude.

　He immediately called out a group of people who came out carrying ovens.

　About three or four...

　They even cared whether it was enough; if not, their club funds would be sufficient, and they could even help the food club buy a few more.

　Their attitude was as respectful as when making offerings.

　They even asked the two if they needed help moving the food club's classroom.

　However, Yaochuan Guang politely declined.

　"How strange, Congyu-chan... why do they all seem to idolize you so much?"

　As Yaochuan Guang walked along carrying a large pile of ovens, he realized that the previous excuse from the members-only restaurant company, "They also need to use them," was just that—an excuse.

　Then, as Yaochuan Guang walked along, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Her eyes lit up as she thought of something: "Wait, so that's why Congyu-chan said you wanted to come with me?"

　"..."

　"No, that's not true. I just didn't want to be persuaded to wear a maid outfit... This time I'm not being tsundere, it's the truth."

　Cong Yu responded immediately to this.

　Chapter 242 In fact, Cong Yu had served as a butler.

　"I'll wear it..." Cong Yu decided to wear it anyway.

　Yes, in the end, Cong Yu still wore a maid outfit (facepalm).

　Although Cong Yu repeatedly refused with sighs of regret, and no one forced him, in front of the whole class...

　After everyone, including Yaochuan Guang and even the homeroom teacher, changed into maid outfits for class... he felt really embarrassed.

　Perhaps this is what is called being coerced.

　Or rather, this is what is called the inevitable trend.

　In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

　"Congyu-chan, this is what you wanted to wear, okay?"

　I advised him to do it—”

　What's most infuriating is that Yaochuan Guang is still pretending to be a loyal subject... even though his eyes were full of expectation for her just now.

　Cong Yu could still clearly distinguish between the loyal and the treacherous.

　"Traitor!"

　Amidst Cong Yu's comments, Yao Chuan Guang glanced at the listless classmates around him, then at the relaxed Cong Yu...

　Huh? That's strange, why is it different from what she expected?

　Everyone seemed so excited before... why are they all turning away and doing their own thing now? Shouldn't they be coming over to look at Congyu-chan?

　With this in mind, Yaochuan Guang began to carefully examine Cong Yu, who was dressed in a maid outfit and had changed into stockings.

　What to say?

　It fits perfectly...it looks beautiful.

　then……

　And that seems to be the end of it.

　"Huh? Eh... Oh?"

　When Yaochuan Guang made a strange sound and stared at her, Cong Yu looked at him helplessly and asked, "What is it now?"

　Yao Chuan Guang pondered for a moment, then looked at Cong Yu, who was now completely female, and said, "I don't know, it just doesn't feel like what I expected."

　At this moment, Cong Yu looks exactly like a beautiful girl with long, straight black hair.

　Her charisma is still outstanding, but there's something about it...

　It's lost its charm.

　It has no taste!

　"..." Cong Yu once again felt that Yao Chuan Guang's intelligence was a bit worrying. He was silent for a moment, then glanced at Yao Chuan Guang indifferently: "Have you seen enough?"

　"..."

　"Um... that's enough."

　In response, Hikaru Yokawa seemed a little hesitant: "But why do you look so calm, Murasame-chan? You're not shy at all."

　In response to Yaochuan Guang's words, Cong Yu slapped her on the head: "I'm so frank with you, I'm sorry to disappoint you... What do you think is the point of being shy?"

　As she said this, Cong Yu stretched out her hand, showing off the wide sleeves of her maid outfit, and asked, "Maid outfit or women's clothing?"

　Um... both?

　"Stockings or something like that?"

　Amidst Yao Chuanguang's uncertain questioning, Cong Yu rested her chin on her hand and said, "In fact, when stockings were first invented, they were worn by men."

　Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, Yao Chuan Guang, who had never heard of such a thing before, was immediately shocked: "Eh? Really?"

　Yao Chuan Guang suspected that Cong Yu was talking nonsense again, so he waved his little fist and said, "Although I'm an idiot, idiots aren't so easy to fool!"

　It's pretty much like saying, "I, this little kitten, am no saint either."

　However, this time Cong Yu didn't lie to her.

　"It's true. In the 16th century, European courts and upper-class nobles discovered the original form of stockings—pantyhose."

　As she said this, Cong Yu explained to Yao Chuan Guang, whose eyes had widened, "High heels, skirts, and stockings were originally created by male nobles."

　Is...is it necessary?

　Seeing Yaochuan Guang's obvious question mark, Cong Yu continued, "It's mainly because if your pants are long, they'll get covered in poop from the roadside."

　Yao Chuanguang: "???"

　"..."

　"Humph……"

　Seeing Yaochuan Guang's worldview in shock, Cong Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "If you're interested, go look up some information yourself—"

　After learning about the taboo, Yaochuan Guang was unable to calm down for a long time.

　San value, reduces strength (sadness).

　then……

　"Cong Yu! Cong Yu, come to rehearse!"

　One of the students shouted, and Cong Yu helplessly raised her head, adjusting the lace headband on her head: "I'm not participating in the maid cafe activities later... Is it really necessary to rehearse?"

　Regarding this…