Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　"GuluGulu——"

　Then, after the blood bubbles on his neck burst, he collapsed onto the equally red maple leaf-lined road and lay motionless.

　"Ahhhhh!!"

　"Ah!"

　Her colleagues who were passing by saw this and screamed in fright... but they stopped quickly.

　Because these little elves are really cute, perfectly matching the descriptions and imaginations of elves in fairy tales...

　And they were very polite—after killing someone, the little elves gracefully shook the blood off their spears, bowed to passersby, and returned to their original positions.

　It looks like a technique used by a good person.

　So cute, it feels like it has a childlike heart.

　So no one was afraid and they passed through this "judgment" street... but not everyone passed through smoothly.

　Despite past examples, those who knew they were not innocent understood perfectly well that staying at the company would lead to their demise.

　Once all the innocent people have escaped, it will be their death day.

　So these people, while restricting everyone from going out, are racking their brains to come up with a way to break the deadlock.

　Unfortunately, they couldn't do it...

　Only a few, hoping to take advantage of the chaos and hoping to get away with it, attempted to pass through Red Maple Avenue, only to be killed on the spot by the little elves.

　It became a magnificent splash of blood red amidst the crimson ground and the deep red sky.

　"..."

　"ended."

　Cong Yu said this, and Xiao Cui nodded, sensing the perspective of the little elves that flew into the company: "It seems there are no innocent ones left."

　As she said this, Xiao Cui couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother Cong Yu... I feel like killing, cough cough, killing bad guys, is so satisfying."

　When you've been feeling stifled for too long, killing someone must feel satisfying.

　But Cong Yu also understood what Xiao Cui meant...

　"Don't worry about it. You just haven't killed enough people... If you've killed too many, you won't need to worry about becoming a serial killer."

　While comforting Xiao Cui, Cong Yu looked at the AHM company building, staring at the suits and ties on the top floor through the glass.

　The person already knew what was going to happen, and frantically lunged towards the window, trying to jump out and escape: "NO! NONONONO!!"

　At that moment, Cong Yu snapped his fingers.

　"pat-"

　"..."

　"boom!!!!!!!!!!!!"

　Chapter 551 Too old, scared to death!

　Killing people is so satisfying.

　Xiao Cui had never felt so acutely... that killing was...

　Such a great thing.

　Or rather, this was the first time she had ever truly engaged in killing.

　Xiao Cui's first attempt to kill was to kill her adoptive parents... using her magic to make them steal things.

　He deceived her and even tried to sell her...

　Deserve to kill.

　But the killing didn't go through... Her adoptive parents were "persuaded" by Cong Yu's brother and turned themselves in to be reformed in the police station.

　……

　Xiao Cui's second murder was a real one... That guy wanted to get Xiao Cui to join his company for profit, and for that he was willing to kidnap Cong Yu's brother.

　Kill!

　And indeed, they did kill someone, but unfortunately, it was because of the panic. So they were focused on covering up the evidence and dealing with the tension.

　There's still a constant worry: what if Yaochuan finds out? What if the other magical girls in the church find out?

　I can only say it wasn't very enjoyable.

　……

　This time it's different.

　In front of everyone, he brazenly and openly pierced and killed the enemy amidst cheers.

　That would be much more satisfying.

　It's so frustrating... Every time she had a "murder experience" before, it was quite frustrating. This time it was a rare smooth experience.

　It's like the feeling of finally being able to pass stool after being constipated for a long time.

　"Huh...huh..."

　Even after dealing with that company, Xiao Cui was still immersed in the afterglow of the murder when she got to Uncle Hei's place.

　However, although she enjoyed it, Xiao Cui was slightly worried.

　Although Brother Congyu said something like, "If you kill a lot, you won't have to worry about becoming a serial killer," I still feel that the logic behind that statement is a bit strange.

　It's similar to saying, "I smoke a pack of cigarettes a day, but I'm not addicted."

　Therefore, Xiao Cui was still a little worried about whether her state was normal... because a normal person wouldn't feel pleasure from killing someone.

　Now that Congyu is not here, and Yongdao Xiaoxi is singing in this Living, Xiaocui has no way to ask them for help with this problem.

　Of course, Nagashima Koki wasn't exactly a good person to complain about.

　Uncle Hei also took the two human women that Cong Yu had rescued and found them jobs in his super gang.

　Helpless, Xiao Cui could only continue creating little fairies while contemplating whether she might become a serial killer in the future...

　Fortunately, Uncle Black also returned.

　"Hey, Cong Yu hasn't come back yet? Oh..."

　The black man spoke rhythmically while watching Xiaoxi, who was holding the microphone and singing "la la la" nonstop: "Oh! How awful!"

　"..." Indeed, Xiaoxi's singing isn't very good.

　Thinking this, Xiao Cui looked at the American rap king and spoke up: "Uncle Black, I..."

　Before Xiao Cui could finish speaking, "Uncle Black" couldn't hold back any longer.

　"I got a tan from the sun, I got a tan from the sun."

　The rap king retorted, clutching his head with a pained expression: "I just have Black heritage and grew up in a Black community."

　In the conventional sense, isn't this just a Black person?

　"Um……"

　Xiao Cui, who was having a hard time giving an answer, made an "en" sound and decided to comfort the other person a little: "So, what about the other half of the bloodline?"

　Since the rap king claims to have "Black ancestry," then perhaps his father is Black? Or his mother is Black?

　What is the other half of their bloodline?

　In response to Xiao Cui's question, the rap king nodded seriously.

　“Oh, I have two bloodlines. My mother is an African American, and my father is a Central African African… like that.”

　Xiao Cui: "..."

　After a moment's hesitation, Xiao Cui decided to skip the topic: "Well, Uncle Mike... I recently killed someone."

　In response, Mike Creeper, who is called "Uncle," thought that he still wanted to be an "older brother" like Cong Yu.

　But clearly there is little hope.

　So he stopped caring about it.

　As for Xiao Cui's claim of "murder," the rap king didn't care at all: "Oh, murder... Does Cong Yu know about this?"

　"I know, it was Brother Congyu who killed him with me."

　As Xiao Cui spoke, she blinked and recounted what had happened between her and Cong Yu, as well as her current troubles.

　It's pretty much a fear that I might become addicted to killing.

　“Oh, I see… Then I think what Cong Yu said is absolutely right, he’s completely correct.”

　The rap king responded by affirming what Cong Yu had said earlier: "Killing too many people... it really does help."

　Huh? Is Zun Du fake Du?

　Is it something like "you become numb after killing so many people"?

　Xiao Cui asked this question, while the rap king, frowning as he listened to Xiao Xi singing off-key, nodded and said, "You seem to know a lot about this, don't you?"

　"However, apart from that, I don't hear any passion for killing in your words... because that's not what people who really enjoy killing do."

　As he put it, the rap king, who is well-informed, explained: "A real serial killer is someone who enjoys taking lives... What they enjoy is the process itself, the flowing blood and the act of killing."

　This one

　Thinking about it, Xiao Cui felt that she was indeed not like that.

　To be honest, I was more like cheering because "there's one less idiot in the world."

　Well, thinking about it that way, Xiao Cui felt relieved.

　At that moment, Cong Yu opened the door to the living room... Having finished her business, Cong Yu silently walked in.

　To be honest, Cong Yu's expression was a bit...

　embarrassment?

　"What's wrong, bro? Is something not going well?"

　In response to the question about the Rap King, Cong Yu smiled awkwardly and said, "It's alright... Speaking of which, Rap King, don't you call yourself a king?"

　In response to Cong Yu's question, the rap king shrugged and said, "Officially becoming king? I'm not in a hurry... For now, being the underground king is fine too..."

　As he was talking, the rap king was stunned.

　Because Cong Yu had previously gone to "ask the Congress about the situation"...

　"so……"

　The rap king looked at Cong Yu, who was filled with emotion, with some hesitation, and Cong Yu nodded at just the right moment: "Yes, he's dead."

　As she said this, Cong Yu sat down on the sofa, helplessly covering her head: "But I didn't take the blame, because that old man was scared to death by me in front of everyone... I just warned him a little."

　And then...

　The rap king didn't need to hear Cong Yu's further explanation. Because of the efficiency of American journalists, breaking news was already appearing on television—

　"On the afternoon of [date], President Joe suffered a stroke due to the sudden appearance of the King of the Wind City... and died four hours later."

　"According to reports, during Joe's tenure, he assisted AMH Corporation and the Magical Girl Association in interfering in the internal affairs of other countries; specific details remain unclear..."

　"..." Rap King: "So I became president?"

　It feels like... it would be better to let the Republicans handle it.

　Chapter 552 Sir, this way!

　The Rap King is a king who doesn't care much about his territory, or about being king... or rather, he's the same no matter how the president changes.

　Whether the Republicans or the Democrats are in power, the rap king has always dominated half of America.

　It is not half in the physical sense.

　It's not half of North America or South America.

　Instead, it is located in the shadows.

　He's half eccentric and half gangster...

　The rap king doesn't want that half to become the whole... no, it's not that he doesn't want it, but that it's unnecessary.