Is my sister a magical girl or a lily!

"I feel that the situation of Fengzi's family seems to be very complicated..."

"Hmph~ Everyone who hears about my family will say that."

Buses come in and out.

Yameng looked at the girl and kept showing that big smile.

"Fengzi was congenitally disabled, and her biological father left Fengzi and her mother to fend for herself. Fortunately, I met my brother's family. My brother and his father took me in and my mother, and have been spending money to see a doctor for me, guaranteeing my disability. It won't get worse."

"Sometimes Fengzi always thinks, if my brother's mother died of dystocia, my brother and I would not be a family. So I always secretly come to pay respects to this mother who is not related to me by blood, I want to thank her for giving her happy life to me and my mother."

"This kind of gratitude comes very strangely. What you say will always make people feel very disrespectful to the person who passed away. Therefore, Fengzi's worship cannot be called to brother, and even sister Yameng is the only one who knows that Fengzi is a little girl. Where is the secret person?"

A bus pulled into the station slowly, and at the same time, the setting sun sank to the horizon.

The gradually darkened street was lit up with lights, and the buses entering the station also shone their lights into the front of the platform.

The wheelchair girl's big smile was illuminated by the headlights, and after a flash, it turned into a calm smile.

Fengzi tugged at Yameng's arm.

"Hey, sister Yameng."

"Oh? Sorry, Fuko, I don't know why..."

"Sister Yameng doesn't need to respond to me, but as the price of knowing Fengzi's little secret, how about sister sending me home?"

"No problem! It's getting dark, and I don't worry about you going home alone."

Yameng was immersed in the story told by Fengzi.

She completely forgot about Tatsuya's reminder.

He was being led by the wheelchair girl to the bus that had just stopped.

With a swipe, the car door opened, and the words of No. 11 bus flashed in front of their eyes in the form of fluorescent lights.

"Then sister Yameng, this bus is what we need to take, please take me up."

"Okay, you sit still, I'm going to push the wheelchair up."

The driver cooperated with them to put the auxiliary lift equipment down on the bus.

Yameng pushed the wheelchair onto the device, followed Fengzi, and got on the bus.

Click, the bus door closed.

When Yameng took out the bus card and was about to swipe it, she found that the display on the front of the bus was a bit wrong.

Distortion is spreading.

"Wait, Fengzi, do you need to take the No. 11 bus when you go home?"

"Hey Duo, actually speaking, it doesn't matter which bus I take, as long as I take this bus~"

"This one?...Why is it this one?"

"Do you still remember the cold joke that brother said when we first met? Since that day, I have been very interested in 'Schrödinger's bus', and I finally got on it today~"

The movement of swiping the card stopped completely, and Ya Meng lowered her head, blocking her eyes with her bangs.

In the distorted environment, the girl in front of her smiled, her big smile full of weirdness.

[Why take the bus?Wherever you want to go, it's not so good to live close. 】

Crowded, huge space.

The distortion was completed, and a barrier that didn't look like a bus car, but was indeed a bus car, appeared in front of them.

Baroque reliefs and paintings frame the window frames of the bus.

As if traveling through the streets of London in the last century, the passengers wore gentleman hats and long trench coats.

No expression could be seen behind the dark collars, they waited silently for the bus to depart.

The harsh horn was honked by the driver, and the bus started slowly.

Looking out from the inside of the carriage, which is as wide as a football field, the surrounding streetscape sweeps back at a speed of 20 yards.

The passengers who started suddenly seemed to be sitting on a speeding vehicle, with the accelerator and brakes, they kept lying down.

From very still to very dynamic.

Suddenly started the daily familiar, about to squeeze Fengzi into the middle, a bear-like figure just separated her from the passengers.

"What 'Schrödinger's bus'! This is clearly the enchantment of the bus witch! Why do you have anything to do with the witch!"

[Where is your ticket?passenger! 】

In this familiar enchantment, Yameng burst out her questioning.

At the same time, the conductor leaned over to check the ticket with Fuko.

Fengzi calmly took out a hand-painted ticket.

She didn't look at the dangerous conductor, but kept smiling at Yameng's questioning.

"So they are really witches~"

"So sister Yameng, are you a magical girl?"

Unbelievably, the ticket, which looked fake at first glance, was actually accepted by the conductor.

It shredded the paper with the ticket gate, passed Fengzi, and came towards Yameng.

"I--!"

Yameng subconsciously wants to deny Fengzi's question, and subconsciously wants to transform to fight against the approaching conductor.

Fengzi didn't wait for her to get entangled in her actions, and spoke again with a smile on her face.

"If my sister is not a magical girl, it will be very dangerous~"

"After all, this uncle is very rude to fare-evading passengers~"

Needless to say to Fengzi, Yameng also knows how dangerous it is.

Facing the conductor who was leaning over towards her, Yameng's body rolled up with a torrent of pale golden magic power.

[Where is your ticket?passenger!

】

"Fengzi! I will make you explain everything later!"

Chapter 33 The Secret of Magical Girls is to Resist the Past and Don’t Counseling ([-])

[Where is your ticket?passenger! 】

"Fengzi! I will make you explain everything later!"

The pale golden torrent rolled up, and Yameng completed the disguise in the radiance of magic power.

As soon as the tight leather jacket outlined her flexible body, the tight muscles inspired her speed.

In Fuko's widened eyes, she showed her identity as a magical girl.

And he didn't care about the girl who tricked her into the barrier, and rushed directly to the strong enemy.

The conductor and she are old acquaintances, but the familiar never remembers the villains he fought with.

In the case of close range, Ya Meng did not use the "instantaneous" technique.

Following the conductor's bent body, she jumped up and grabbed his head.

The legs were wrapped around, one was wrapped around the back of the head to fix the neck, and the other was firmly stuck against the neck with the shin.

She turned her body in mid-air, borrowing the inertia brought by the leap, twisting the conductor's head and neck in the same direction!

—Pro wrestling, shin strangle!

The conductor who was leaning down was caught off guard. If ordinary people were strangled, they would definitely suffocate and collapse.

However, the bear-like conductor is a familiar after all, it is not afraid of suffocation, and when it is about to fall, it props up its body.

And raised his hands, grabbing Yameng wrapped around its neck.

"Oh! Sister Yameng's magical girl transformation is really handsome~"

"So sister, you have to work hard! The witch took me away, and I'm still waiting for your rescue~"

The confrontation of the battle passed by in the blink of an eye, and Yameng, who was immersed in the battle, heard Fengzi's voice inexplicably pulled away.

When the conductor's hands grabbed her, she suddenly switched directions and turned her body to the other side.

With a bang, the conductor's neck was completely dislocated, and she jumped back to the ground before the opponent closed her hands together.

After landing again, she quickly took a look at Fengzi's situation.

Among the fallen familiars, there is nowhere the figure of the wheelchair girl.

She moved her eyes away from the direction of the sound, and finally saw the girl's big smiling face in a seat at the rear of the car.

Next to Fuko, there is a girl who doesn't fit in the painting style of the bus.

Big round glasses covered her face, and her hair was coiled up in a rustic style.

The clothes are also rustic school uniforms, and she mixed in this foreign-style double-decker bus, like a country girl who got on the wrong bus.

The witch stayed quietly by Fuko's side.

It's like an interrogator who is holding a hostage, threatening the villain who is fighting the conductor.

It's also like a guard... protecting his distinguished guests from being overwhelmed by the familiar demons of the passengers around him.

This scene confused Yameng's brain.

At this moment, she suddenly couldn't figure out which side Fuko was on.

——Can she really communicate with the witch?

The conclusion that Tatsuya told her earlier made her hair stand on end.

Combined with the current situation, she seems to be ordering the witch.

Facts did not allow her to think more, the conductor who pulled back his neck had already rushed towards her again.

"Sister Yameng, you can't doubt that I'm with the witch~"

"Obviously she was the one who took me away, sister Yameng, come and save me~"

The girl's voice was still coming from afar.

It's more like having fun than calling for help.

I couldn't help but want to think about Fuko.

——Who cares what her position is!The most important thing now is to fight!

——To put all of me, all of me, into the battle.

——Fight with your "heart"!

The roar of the conductor stepping on the ground came from far to near.

Yameng closed his eyes at this moment.

Fuko's voice with unclear intentions was erased from her mind.

The secrets hidden in her are no longer entangled by Yameng.

Only the conductor's heavy footsteps remained in her ears, and when she opened her eyes again, her vision froze the enemy's every move.

——and feel the ground with flexible feet.

——Finally, "grasp the earth" and borrow the power of the earth!

After calming down the "mind", through the chassis of the bus, I can feel its running on the road.

The bent foot exerts force on the chassis, and the feedback from the ground is transmitted back through the chassis.