Is my sister a magical girl or a lily!

"Remember to go to the station to buy cakes after school!"

"Remember to go to the station to buy cakes after school!"

"Remember to go to the station to buy cakes after school!"

……

He was walking on the busy street, with his head down, answering text messages on his mobile phone.

"Got it! On the way to the station!"

The reminder text message from Yan above had already filled up a whole page of his mobile inbox.

Look at the time of the incoming letter. Since school is over, there has been a text message every 1 minute. How urgent is this?

Is it because you don't trust him to do this simple thing well?Or is it because the meeting in the company is too boring to post for fun?

"Remember to buy it in front of the train station! Don't be lazy and run to the commercial street!"

"I know, I know, it's just to buy a cake. As for sending so many text messages to urge me?"

It seems to be the former. Homura doesn't even believe that Da can do a good job of buying cakes.

This naturally aroused the boy's dissatisfaction, no matter how underestimated he should have a limit, right?

If you say you will buy it, then you will buy it!So he replied to the above text messages with complaints.

Wait a minute, what's wrong?At the beginning of this paragraph, the marked location seems to be a commercial street?

"Of course! Because with your lazy habits, there is a high possibility that you will go to the commercial street to buy!"

"So it's a cake! I'll just buy it for you!"

"It's not just about the cake! It's related to the tenth anniversary celebration between Yuan and I! If the cake you bought didn't surprise your sister, maybe she won't want to go out with me on my honeymoon!"

Crackling, the screen of the smartphone was slammed by him.

Across the screen, they seemed to be able to see the rising anger in their chat box.

"What the hell is a honeymoon? Make it sound like you're getting married!"

"The [-]th anniversary celebration is as important as the marriage! If you don't have a good time this time, there will be no second chance!"

"If it's so important, why don't you buy it yourself?"

"If it weren't for the boss being the mother-in-law, who would want to listen to the intrigue of those fat guys here!!!!!!!"

An extra long row of exclamation marks jumped in front of Tatsuya with the momentum of poking out of the phone screen.

Unexpectedly, his previous two guesses about Yan Kuang's text messages were actually right - she neither trusts Tatsuya, but also thinks that meeting in the company is super boring!

This kind of resentment that broke through the sky made Tatsuya too embarrassed to argue with her any longer.

——Okay, let's pick out my sister's favorite flavor and buy it for her later.

After making up his mind a little bit, he casually said a few words, then turned the phone to silent, plugged

into the pocket.

Looking up, the bustling crowd filled the commercial street in front of you.

After breaking away from the phone screen, he seemed to have fallen into another world all of a sudden.

It coincides with the end of get out of class time, and most of the people shopping are student parties.

Boys and girls wearing the school uniforms of the surrounding schools all laughed and tasted various snacks in their hands.

In twos and threes, or in groups, they play and play, filling the entire block with their youth.

Only Tatsuya was alone, like an isolated island in a lively ocean.

He judged the direction blankly, and walked towards the best cake shop.

——The celebration of ten years of meeting.

The reason why Yan asked him to buy cakes echoed in his heart.

It has been ten years since he and Yan met, but from the beginning to the end, she only had her own sister in her eyes.

Just like the honeymoon plan she mentioned, she didn't mean to invite Tatsuya to join her at all.

He has always been an appendage of his sister. Without his sister, he might not be able to form a relationship with that lonely and cold woman for the rest of his life.

—Lonely, I still feel it occasionally.

After pushing away the crowd around him, he continued to travel backwards in the noisy waves.

Don't look at his demeanor of a lonely boy, in fact, he didn't pay attention to Yan's warning at all!

Once again, he reiterated his circumstances.

The street he is currently on is Mitakihara Commercial Street, which is also the most prosperous area in the entire Mitakihara City.

There is the best cake shop in the city here, and it is said that the best cakes here can only be purchased after making an appointment.

But this cannot conceal the fact that he did not go to the train station, but lazily chose a place close to the school to complete the task!

In terms of being cold-blooded, this guy is on the same level as Homura.

The one over there was still feeling lonely because Homura didn't bring him to the celebration, while the other side ignored Homura's request and was just lazy.

Judging by his innocent look, he actually decided to do this a long time ago.

Well, at least he gave up the idea of ​​just buying a cake as a perfunctory treatment for Homura.

"Let me see, the best cake shop should be... huh? Isn't that Reina sauce?"

Well, he found that quiet figure, whether he will complete the task properly is worth worrying about.

Love is blind, and that applies to all estrogen-fuelled hearts.

Adolescent boys especially can't resist this kind of restlessness. No, Tatsuya, who was walking towards the cake shop, deviated from the right path following the quiet figure he saw inadvertently.

Yukishiro Reno, she was wandering alone in the street.

Quiet and with fluttering hair, she is indeed a goddess in the eyes of young people.

The streets are bustling, and her figure is dotted in the crowds of all kinds, but like a fresh lotus flower blooming in the mud, it suddenly takes away the color of the crowds.

Quiet and delicate, with smooth long black hair fluttering, matched with the light color of Mitakihara Middle School uniform, without any fancy brushstrokes.

It was such a touch of elegance that made her stand out in the crowd.

Just staring at her back, the surrounding crowd seemed to lose their meaning.

The crowd is the silt that sets off the lotus, and Tatsuya wades through the muddy streets, chasing this shadow with all his might.

——When it comes to the tenth anniversary ceremony, I only have Homura as a choice.But what about the ninth and eighth anniversary?Even my sister and parents have accompanied me for the thirteenth anniversary.

In ten years, he had his own encounters and encounters.

Just like the elegant back in front of him, this world without the principle of the circle will no longer feature those magical girls who have passed away!

He will break the cycle of tragedy and create a world with only happy endings!

The world turned upside down and silt rose into the air, congealing into a cardboard-like backdrop.

The color of the crayon is smeared on the cardboard, making the color that the crowd should have more fancy.

The cardboard is dancing, and so is the background.When he focused on the figure from behind, the buildings in the commercial street also turned into children's graffiti on cardboard.

The graffiti on the cardboard is randomly put together, the picture is far away, and the whole street seems to be outlined by a stage.

His figure is shrinking, shrinking into the outline on the street background in the center of the stage, just like the cardboard representing the crowd, just a member of the paper repertoire on the stage.

The curtain is drawn up, and a child is announcing the transition of the play.

It was a billboard dragging a pair of large scissors. It stretched out its strange hands and feet, and cut itself into an abstract shape with a few brushes.

The scissors were thrown away, and the belly that was left blank to write the text was straightened out. The flying strokes on it outlined a strange text.

【Inner monologue is the best line to write, because any non-brained words can be listed on it】

click -!

Tatsuya stopped suddenly.

He seemed to frighten the little boy who announced the screen, and made this abstract screen board startled.

【LEO's mission is to spread the word】

Crack la la la la la -!

The drawn curtain jammed.

It was pitch black like a curtain painted with black crayon, and it couldn't cover Tatsuya's back no matter what.

"I see. No wonder Sister Yan doesn't want me to come to the commercial street."

He turned his head slowly, and while saying this to himself, he stared at the huddled announcement board over there.

With a jerk, he ran away.

The announcer boy who was stared at by him rolled onto the stage, and after a long time, he suddenly jumped up.

The whole theater made of cardboard is noisy!

"Just kidding! Isn't it just a feeling of life, why did you fall into the enchantment of the familiar!"

Tatsuya jumped off the stage and rushed towards the theater's doors, stepping on the aisles that also looked like crayon scribbles.

This is a world without circles.

But on the premise that there is no theory of the circle, this is a world where magical girls exist.

There are magical girls, and naturally there are enemies of magical girls. The situation that Tatsuya is in before him is exactly the territory of these enemies.

【Freedom to Chaos!When you don't know what to perform, just do whatever you want! 】

The scientific name of the enemy's territory is the familiar enchantment, and the scientific name of the enemy is the familiar.

Tatsuya should be thankful that he didn't meet the most terrifying enemy. If this is the enchantment of the witch, he will be in trouble.

——In the face of familiars, ordinary humans are not without opportunities!

Crowds of people, the audience cut out of cardboard are crowded.They stood up from the seats that were also cut out of cardboard, and crowded towards Tatsuya who was running in the aisle.The momentum of the hula-la is not inferior to the crowds on the commercial street in reality. The hula-la not only blocked the aisle, but also flooded the place where Tatsuya ran.

"I have dealt with your kind for ten years, don't underestimate me!"

If the front road is blocked and the back road is blocked, then he will not take the usual path.

Jumping up, he jumped onto the backs of the densely packed seats beside the aisle.

Stepping on these cardboards that look thin but are actually very hard, they move between rows of seats in a parkour posture without touching the ground.

Those human figures cut out of cardboard are no smarter than that silly announcer boy.

Seeing him fleeing the aisle, the cardboard rushing from the front and the back crashed straight into the opposite companion.

Boom--!

It seems that two big waves collided with each other, and the cardboard scattered all over the sky in this cardboard theater.

But the scattered cardboard is still cardboard. These cardboard figures with missing edges and corners twisted their bodies, climbed up from the scattered places, and flocked towards the figure jumping on the back of the chair.

[Del padre del figliolo e dello spirito santo amen! 】

The Announcer, who was still on the stage, picked up its scissors.It twisted in the air, waving those ridiculous limbs.

The cardboard figure seemed to be under its command, and no longer chased Tatsuya mindlessly.

They divided into two groups, one wave rushed towards the gate of the theater, and the other wave continued to chase Tatsuya.

"Che, it's not too stupid - I have to find Reina sauce."

Tatsuya stopped running towards the blocked door as soon as he stepped on the back of the chair.

He didn't know where the schoolbag in his hand was thrown. In order to maintain his balance, he waved his hands with fangs and claws, and his running posture was not much better than that of the cardboard figure.

Did not fall off the back of the chair.

Stepping down again, he turned his body in an awkward posture to make room, and searched for the elegant figure with the corner of his eyes.

——Reina's figure is real, it can't be a bad repertoire performed on cardboard!

Sure enough, the moment he strengthened his belief, the elegant figure appeared at the side door of the theater.