Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　“Even Murasame might be able to beat a particularly weak officer who is completely unskilled in combat… if it’s a stronger one.”

　As she spoke, Lan Tianzhu paused, then replied in her characteristic style: "After I escape back, I will use your inheritance to buy you an electronic tombstone."

　"..." Yaochuan Guang: "Why should I use my inheritance to buy it?! Humph... I'd rather leave my inheritance to Congyu-chan than to you, Xiaolan!"

　Lan Tianzhu: "Then I'll ask Cong Yu to lend you money to buy you an electronic tombstone."

　Cong Yu: "..."

　So, can't we just buy a real cemetery plot?

　Chapter Fifty-Five: Probably elementary school students

　Good morning, Cong Yu.

　"Good morning... Minato Namikaze."

　Amidst Cong Yu's greetings, Minato Namikaze naturally began discussing yesterday's monster incident... Many classmates were talking about it.

　Logically speaking, as Congyu's "friend," Minato Namikaze should have been concerned and asked why Congyu had taken two consecutive days off.

　Is she sick or has something serious happened...?

　That's how it should be, according to common sense.

　However, it's clear that Cong Yu is outside of "common sense"... to put it simply—

　Everyone is used to it.

　It would be quite strange if Cong Yu had perfect attendance every week.

　"Speaking of which, Cong Yu, what have you been up to while on leave? And why did you decide to come to class on a nice Friday?"

　When asked about Minato Namikaze's question, Cong Yu remained propped up on his phone... He definitely couldn't tell the truth.

　During the two days I took leave, one day I accompanied my two magical girls at home to record a video, and the other day I went to kill someone to accompany a widow.

　I could never say such a thing.

　So, under Yaochuan Guang's tense gaze as he looked back, Congyu casually replied, "Busy ruling the world."

　Minato Namikaze: "???"

　Yaochuan Guang: "Pfft—"

　So what are you laughing at? And there was no need for your previous tension... I'm not going to reveal your identity.

　Cong Yu glanced at Yao Chuan Guang, then answered Namikaze Minato's second question: "Today's PE class has a comprehensive test... because the sports meet is coming up."

　Tests and sports meets...

　Minato Namikaze blinked in confusion and adjusted his headband: "I've never heard of such a thing."

　To this, Cong Yu replied calmly, "The pink-haired loli, the elderly, lonely homeroom teacher, informed me... I should tell everyone later."

　Although Fuuto rarely has in-class quizzes, Congyu will try her best not to miss any important exams... that is, major exams.

　After all, retaking exams is a hassle... including physical education tests.

　It's worth mentioning that the PE teacher is also the loli homeroom teacher... mainly because she doesn't know anything and can't do any other work, she was just crammed into Fuuto High School to just get by.

　So I took on a part-time job as a physical education teacher.

　"..."

　"..." However, Minato Namikaze did not answer Murakumo, but smiled awkwardly, his gaze probably directed at... Murakumo's right rear.

　That is, directly behind Yaochuan Guang.

　There was indeed a sense of danger coming from that direction.

　Cong Yu paused for a moment, then casually said, "So even if you try..."

　Even if she leans against the windowsill, looking at me with resentful eyes, I won't change my mind.

　It's worth mentioning that Cong Yu didn't even turn around to check.

　Only Yaochuan Guang turned his head after hearing Cong Yu's voice, and was then startled by the homeroom teacher who was trying to stand on tiptoe and peek out: "Whoa!"

　"..." Feeling the palpable sorrow emanating from behind her, Cong Yu calmly retorted, "So, the homeroom teacher is just a nobody, a nobody—"

　Minato Namikaze waved his hand awkwardly, signaling Murasaki to stop talking.

　However, it was clear that the short, pink-haired, legally loli-like homeroom teacher was already furious with Cong Yu's words: "Cong Yu, you little brat!"

　The homeroom teacher, puffing out her cheeks, climbed onto the windowsill and lunged at Cong Yu: "Today I'm going to show you what adults are all about!"

　"..."

　"Plop!"

　Then Cong Yu gently caught her and placed her on the ground like a kitten or puppy, supporting her with his hands under her armpits.

　During the process, the homeroom teacher had no ability to resist.

　Seeing the stunned homeroom teacher, Cong Yu simply withdrew her hand and looked at her with a smile: "You really dare to say that... I'll call the police if you're not careful."

　Yao Chuanguang immediately burst into laughter: "Hahaha! So weak! You're really cute."

　"Cute" is undoubtedly a well-intentioned compliment.

　But for the person being praised, that's not necessarily the case...

　The homeroom teacher, her face flushed, pointed at Cong Yu in a frantic manner: "You, you, you... I'm going to tell my dad!"

　Where did these elementary school students come from?!

　Cong Yu felt that the homeroom teacher and Nagashima Koki would definitely become good friends, and he casually agreed with her: "Okay, I'll go talk to him later and discuss the matter of you forgetting about the cultural festival and asking me for help with ideas."

　Upon hearing this, Minato Namikaze sighed, "As expected, the planning report you gave us for last year's cultural festival was written by Murasame..."

　The girl sitting in front of Minato Namikaze remarked, "Such a detailed setup plan couldn't possibly have been made by the homeroom teacher—"

　"Yes, I thought it had Cong Yu's style before."

　"What a terrible teacher, going too far... Cong Yu should definitely report this to the principal."

　"..." Upon hearing the surrounding students' sentiments, the homeroom teacher paused for a moment, then immediately tried to throw herself into Cong Yu's arms and cry—

　"I was wrong, please forgive me, I will do anything."

　A triple apology?! And so quickly!

　Yaochuan Guang was completely shocked.

　However, Cong Yu stopped the homeroom teacher's attempt to pounce, placing a hand on the other person's head and saying, "Please be more reserved and don't do anything like 'groping'."

　Cong Yu's use of "similar" here is already quite euphemistic.

　"Ahem, okay..."

　The homeroom teacher coughed twice, glanced at Cong Yu with pity, and then ended the morning's farce: "Class, this morning's PE class will be a physical fitness test... Well, everyone's here today—"

　"Then, we'll decide on the Class A roster for next week's sports meet. A magical girl will be visiting this time—"

　"..."

　"Huh? What? A magical girl?!"

　What's this about magical girls?

　"This is the first time I've heard of this!"

　Cong Yu: "???"

　Yao Chuanguang: "???"

　"..." Not only these students, but even Cong Yu and Yao Chuan Guang had never heard of a magical girl coming to visit the sports meet of an ordinary high school.

　Where did this magical girl come from?

　Completely confused, Cong Yu subconsciously felt that something might have happened to her... Was war about to break out? At school?

　However, he knew in the next instant that it was impossible.

　Even someone with Yaochuan Guang's backside would know it's impossible.

　"Haha, I heard she's from the Magical Girl Association headquarters, a magical girl who's no longer active... but she was quite famous back in my day!"

　The homeroom teacher said this, hands on her hips, clearly looking quite pleased. But to say something so wistful with that physique and expression was truly remarkable.

　It really feels very strange.

　Because I always felt that "her era" was actually later than "modern times".

　but……

　Is this the headquarters of the Magical Girl Association?

　Cong Yu pondered and realized... it was the group that visited Yao Chuan Guang's agency before, right?

　Aren't you going back to Central City yet?

　Is it related to yourself?

　Or is it actually related to the monster from yesterday?

　"..." Monsters, Fuuto High School, explosion of the old gymnasium, the 21st Group, a ring package sent to the school, humans who joined the monsters, a leftover hair clip, members of the magical girl headquarters who stayed in Fuuto, ant monsters of unknown origin, Hikaru Yokawa's enrollment, myself (me).

　Is there a connection between these things? Which elements can be combined to form "one" situation...?

　How many states of affairs are involved in this whole phenomenon?

　Cong Yu pondered... He felt he needed to figure out these issues.

　Well, in short, I can rule myself out first!

　Um... maybe?

　Chapter Fifty-Six: The Monsters Strike Again

　physical fitness.

　This is an interesting term... abbreviated as "constitution," as...

　It is a general term that has been deconstructed many times, encompassing a wide range of aspects.

　For example, if a person frequently catches colds and gets sick, it means their immune system is weak, which means they have a poor constitution.

　If someone looks like they haven't slept well and always seems weak, it's actually a problem with sleep quality, or you could say their physical condition isn't good.

　Poor resistance to blows can also be attributed to physical constitution.

　But what puzzled Cong Yu was...

　"I think that athletic ability should not be attributed to physical constitution, although there may be some correlation... but there is a sequence to it."

　As Cong Yu spoke, she sat on a pile of rolled-up floor tiles in the gymnasium, looking intently at her homeroom teacher beside her.

　The young homeroom teacher sat next to him, her face saying, "Go on, I'm listening to your nonsense."

　However, Cong Yu's expression remained unchanged as she continued to explain: "It's because of my poor physical condition that my athletic ability is lacking, not because you noticed my poor athletic ability and advised me to improve my physical condition... The cause and effect are reversed."

　“Reversing cause and effect is a major taboo, teacher… The last person who used a spear that reversed cause and effect was killed by his own spear.”

　"..." The homeroom teacher twitched her lips... So, all she did was remind you that "your grades are terrible, your physical condition is too poor, you should pay attention to exercise."

　As a result, Cong Yu went on and on and on.

　Speaking of which, Cong Yu was still panting after finishing the track and field, but after sitting for a while, she started talking nonsense without batting an eye.

　Last year's results were considered above average, but this year they're below average... Did this guy really run with all his might?

　Thinking this, the homeroom teacher silently pinched the stopwatch hanging around her neck, then recorded the data of the girls' group, and glanced at the boys who were playing ball.

　"Cong Yu, aren't you going to play ball?"

　As she said this, she poked Cong Yu's waist with a teasing look: "Or do you just enjoy watching JKs sweat?"

　Cong Yu merely glanced at her and continued looking at her phone: "I don't like singing, dancing, rapping, or basketball, nor do I like watching JK (high school girl) shows."

　"..."

　"So, do you like sitting with me, the teacher?"

　"..."

　"I suggest you go to bed early tonight, otherwise you'll be daydreaming all the time."