Is my sister a magical girl or a lily!

　"Squad leader, do you know the address of Youyou's house?"

"So! What the hell are you doing?!"

"The situation of Youyou may not be optimistic, I want to go to her home to confirm it now!"

"Not too optimistic? Will something happen to her?!"

"I can't say that well. I have a vague premonition. In short, the squad leader should tell me the address!"

Tatsu couldn't tell what happened in the other world, he could only stare at the monitor with a very serious expression.

"By the way, give me her mobile phone number too!"

The lack of information made it impossible for the squad leader to make a judgment, but Tatsuya's sense of urgency was not fake, and she also became worried.

"Then I'll go with you!"

"No! It's good for the monitor to stay in school, trust me! I will bring you back!"

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The debate in the school's stairwell didn't last too long, and the class leader's worry about Youmei still made him compromise.

Tatsuya got Youyou's address and mobile phone number, and he didn't have time to appease the monitor, so he rushed out of the school gate immediately.

"Yi Xia, help keep an eye on the class monitor, don't let her skip class!"

"Huh? What the hell happened?"

——Of course what happened was that Youyou probably ran to find the witch during the daytime!

——Actually took advantage of my loopholes in thinking, can you switch to daytime if you can’t do it at night?

Such a reason could not be explained to Yixia, so he simply did not reply to Yixia's text message.

He believed that his best friend would help him keep an eye on the monitor and prevent her from messing around without a reason.

This is the tacit understanding between the two of them.

As for why Yixia did this, because if the squad leader was also involved in this matter, wouldn't the cart be the cart before the horse?

——The school matter is settled, and the next thing is Youyou's side!

According to the address provided by the squad leader, he directly called a taxi to take him to his destination.

Along the way, because of his status as a middle school student, he encountered some small and big troubles.

There are always enthusiastic people who will care why he is not in class.

These behaviors that can inject enthusiasm into an indifferent society, in his opinion at the moment, are so out of date.

He finally got rid of these untimely enthusiastic help, and finally came to the apartment downstairs of Youyou's house.

——Judging from the living environment alone, her home really fits the characteristics of an ordinary family.

Apartments are very common high-rise apartments for families, neither luxurious nor shabby.

Compared with the two-storey building of Lumu Zhai, it lacks the sense of home of a big family, but it is also full of the feeling of home.

At the entrance, you need to swipe the access control card to enter. Of course, if there are visitors, you can call the doorbell through the terminal.

Tatsuya took a deep breath, and put his fingers on the house number of Youyou's house.

—I hope those guesses of mine are all wrong.

——Doorbell, please help me get a response from Youyoujia.

He, who doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, prayed to the probability of the event happening.

The insincere prayer was gone in a flash.

His fingers pressed down.

The pleasant sound of the doorbell surrounds the entrance of the apartment.

This is a piece of piano music, which seems to be specially recorded to ease the emotions of the guests while they are waiting.

The soothing tune prolongs the sense of time, and Tatsuya waits, waits, waits...the music seems to have no end.

Finally, the piano dropped the last note.

However, he still didn't get the result that the doorbell was connected.

……

……silence

.

He stood in front of the door blankly and rang the doorbell again.

"Hello, are you here looking for someone?"

The piano music sounded again, and his actions also attracted the administrator of the apartment.

The tone of address to him was quite normal, but Tatsuya could see the doubt and guard in the administrator's eyes with a glance.

He didn't answer, and walked past the administrator with his head down, not even caring about the doorbell that was still ringing.

——If you are not at home, will you be in the hospital?

The sound of the doorbell faded into the noisy street as if he was escaping whispers from the harsh truth.

He took out his mobile phone and found the contact he just added from the address book.

The finger pressed again, and this time there was a beep waiting for the call to be connected.

Youyou's mobile phone number is exactly what he asked for from the monitor just now.

"Hello, who is that?"

— Thank goodness, at least it was connected.

However, the indifference in the receiver's tone made people shudder.

"Yumei, it's me, Kamu Tatsuya."

"Oh? Kame-san, why did you call me..."

Tatsuya's greeting by declaring his name brought Youyou back to the image of that sick and weak girl.

The weird indifference she had when the phone was connected was gone, and she suddenly acted flustered.

"I heard from the squad leader that you took sick leave today to rest at home. I'm very worried and want to call to ask."

"This, this way, it's not a big problem, I'm much better now."

"Really? So Youyou-chan is staying at home to recuperate?"

"Of course, I'm lying in bed resting!"

"Then, could you trouble Youyou-chan to open the door of the apartment?"

The world fell silent, and Tatsuya focused his attention on the receiver of the phone.

"I'm just downstairs in Youyoujiang's apartment."

His voice was so clear every word.

"..."

Crack - beep beep beep beep.

The silence lasted very short.

The phone was cut off.

The three girls in Jianzhang interpret life in the abyss

I don't know why I hung up on Kame-san directly.

Is it because of anxiety?guilty?Or because of... anger.

Should be the last one.

Anger had overwhelmed my insecurities about the decisions I had made.

And the guilt for not heeding Kame-san's warning.

——Obviously doing everything possible to destroy my dream!

——You knew about the existence of magical girls early on, but you didn't tell me!

——Obviously as long as you act as a villain, hinder me from realizing my dream, and keep it until the end!

——Why are you still worried about my condition now? !

There was a negative roar in my heart. I knew that these accusations were completely illogical, but I couldn't help venting my sensibility.

I see.

is fake.

Even if it was a medical visit, it was impossible to arrive downstairs in our apartment during school hours.

It was purposeful, an action that came at the expense of skipping classes.

Are you still preventing me from realizing my dream?Kame classmate.

You are the villain standing in front of me since I started to understand the truth of this world!

The dress was billowing, it was the outfit of my dreams.

The lights come together, this is the stage of my dreams.

I threw the hung-up phone off the stage, and the cardboard figure exclaimed and began to scramble for the gift dropped by the protagonist of the play.

On the stage, I was spinning slowly under the spotlight.

Turn the long Victorian dress into a blooming peony.

Actually I didn't dance on stage.

As a magical girl, I am undergoing training trials.

yes, here.Be tested in this opera house that resembles a child's toy box.

The graffiti style can't slander the sanctity of the stage; the figure cut out of cardboard can't hide the audience cheering for me enthusiastically.

-【

The witch is in front of my eyes, she is the target of the magical girl to defeat.

The girl made by combining origami vaguely has my current appearance.

——She is the trial I want to challenge.

——What I want to challenge is my own heart.

That's what the owner of the opera house told me.

She said that she is the elder of the magical girl, and she will make me a magical girl as I expected.

She initiated the trial, and she will play a witch as my opponent.

As long as I can defeat this witch - she mimics me to make me transcend myself - I can become a real magical girl.

The thick grimoire was spread out in my hands, and the pages of the book moved automatically without wind, following my chanting, and gathered into a miracle called magic.

Yes, I found the right path to become a magical girl.

It is completely different from the content described in Kamu Tatsuya's novel.

At first, I suspected that the senior I faced was actually a witch.

Now, I have truly confirmed that she is the magical girl who can make my dreams come true.

After the chanting is completed, the gathered magic power guides the spirit named wind.

They are recreating the scariest scenes in my memory.

——If I want to defeat the witch, of course I need that terrifying hurricane to swallow her up.