Fang Wei remembered that there were only three Magical Girls in all of South Tong City.
Where did this creature crawl out from?
He pinched the ferret by the scruff of its neck and asked, “What is the situation? Did you sign another Magical Girl?”
“No!” The ferret flailed its little paws.
“That is not a Magical Girl contracted by this ferret. She is probably… probably from the neighboring city. With that Level 5 Magical Beast causing such a stir a few days ago, the neighboring city was bound to send a Magical Girl to investigate. But this ferret never expected it to be this person!”
“This person… this person is—!”
The ferret’s face was twisted in terror, as if it were facing something more horrifying than a billion murderers.
Its voice trembled.
“This person is known as the Magical Girl Killer. She is the most wicked and ferocious villain in the Magical Girl world!”
Rumor had it that whichever city she arrived in, she would seize the Mind Gems of the local Magical Girls.
She would give both the girls and their spirits a brutal thrashing before tossing the gems back and making a cool exit.
Among the spirits of the Garden of Hope, she was recognized as the most irredeemable scum of the Magical Girls!
Her name was—Izayoi Akari.
Her former codename in Luhai City was Magical Girl Lezhu.
“How is she a Japanese girl?”
“A-Anyway, this person is dangerous! She is definitely here for more than just investigating the situation in South Tong City. No, this ferret has to go inform Little Yuanhua!”
The ferret in the drawer was visibly anxious.
It scrambled out of the classroom in a flash and soon disappeared.
Left confused, Fang Wei continued to study the delinquent-looking girl who was fiddling with a Mind Gem as if it were a pair of walnuts.
Izayoi Akari.
With a little bit of knowledge, one would know that this did not sound like a name a normal Japanese person would take.
It sounded more like a pen name.
When “Izayoi” was mentioned, the first thing Fang Wei thought of was Inuyasha’s mother, followed by a certain maid who could manipulate time and a rich lady wielding a Gatling gun.
Setting aside those subculture factors, in Japanese, Izayoi refers to the moon on the sixteenth day of the lunar calendar.
The fifteenth is the full moon, the “desired moon,” and also the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Since the moon rises later on the sixteenth than it does on the fifteenth, it is romantically interpreted as “hesitating” or “lingering,” leading to the term “the wandering moon.”
However, in modern society, the rarity of this surname is no less than that of domestic surnames like Nangong or Sima.
It carried a very “Kyoto” vibe.
As for why he thought the name sounded like a pen name, it was because of the “Akari” at the end.
Although Akari was a normal name, and it could be pronounced as “tomo,” and meanings like those in “It’s MyGO!!!!!” would use “Tomori,” usually it would be written as “Akari” (In public) or something similar.
Just using the character for “Light” or “Lamp” (Light) seemed far too intentional.
Compared to names back home, it was the equivalent of naming yourself Nangong Wentian.
‘That name isn’t very common.’
She must be a rarity among Magical Girls.
Since she was a rarity, a comrade had to be extra cautious.
This girl named Izayoi Akari could not have appeared here for no reason.
Even if she was here to investigate the events from a few days ago, she should have contacted the local spirits first.
Why would she wander into someone else’s class like a little gangster?
‘This girl is here for Zhuge Yu.’
Fang Wei’s gaze turned cold.
If she truly was the “Magical Girl Killer” as the ferret claimed, he could not watch her cause trouble for his own Magical Girl.
‘You country bumpkin Magical Girl from out of town, you’d better behave yourself.’
It was not that he was being discriminatory; he just naturally disliked girls with this kind of hooligan temperament.
He always felt like she would have two specific labels attached to her, and if she lifted her shirt, there might be some strange tattoos underneath.
Girls like this were mostly found in middle and high schools, loitering around school gates and alleys.
Compared to them, Landmine Girls could be considered incredibly pure and kind.
By the time class ended, the idle, delinquent girl had not seen the person she was waiting for.
She had grown bored and simply buried her head on the desk to sleep, making herself right at home.
Fang Wei did not want to provoke unnecessary trouble.
He idly opened the Pineapple Bun light novel app.
As the third period approached, another teacher walked in carrying a laptop bag.
The noisy classroom dramatically fell into silence again, but not because this teacher was particularly special.
It was because of the girl walking tentatively behind the teacher.
The girl’s breathing was slightly heavy, and she was shrouded in a sense of insecurity.
Her hands were twisted in front of her, and her eyes tried to search for something in the class, yet she did not dare to be too bold.
She even hunched her shoulders, looking as if she wanted to hide herself.
She was looking at people, and people were looking at her.
This eerie silence highlighted how she had become the focus of every gaze.
Fang Wei also looked over.
It was General Little Yu.
Zhuge Yu had not been to school for a long time.
Because of the previous bullying incident, she had moved out of the dorms, and her studies had been repeatedly delayed.
Furthermore, she had no friends in class and rarely spoke, acting as a background character for all activities and group projects—a “transparent” bystander.
But just like when a student who has taken a leave of absence suddenly returns to class, it always attracts attention.
This situation was no exception.
More importantly… the Zhuge Yu of today was vastly different from the one in everyone’s memory, including Fang Wei’s.
She was actually wearing makeup?
Indeed, Zhuge Yu’s naturally pretty face had some light makeup applied, and a faint pink blush touched her cheeks.
Her original aura was “keep away,” but now she looked like a new sprout after a long winter—cold, yet with an added touch of delicacy.
Those watery eyes seemed to be acting spoiled even when she just blinked.
Her shoulder-length hair had also changed; it had been styled and dyed into a bob with bangs.
The ends curved inward and flipped out slightly, creating a fluffy, “airy” feeling.
Combined with the bangs, it emphasized the shape of her face, making her look obedient and sweet.
One could only say that as she stood there, her art style looked like it had come straight out of a 2D world.
The “little girlfriend” vibe was palpable.
Today, she wore a pink coat over a gray plaid skirt and bubble socks.
It was a completely different style from her previous gloomy look.
It was as if she were a different person.
As this girl stood there, many boys and girls felt their jaws drop.
At first glance, they wondered which department’s School Belle this was.
It was only after a second or third look that they realized the truth.
‘Holy crap, did our class always have a hidden treasure girl?’
‘Are you saying that the “transparent” student who usually had dead-fish eyes, terrible fashion sense, and hissed whenever anyone got close… could actually crush our Arts Department’s beauty just by dressing up a little?’
This level of change was no less than a “Transformation.”
‘Brother, do you think it’s too late for me to chase her?’
Although there were plenty of pretty girls in the Acting Department, their beautiful shells were often too similar, and their temperaments did not differ much.
To someone slightly face-blind, it felt like a boy band circus—a row of clones.
A level of beauty that could truly be called “stunning” required having a unique charm.
“Beauty” that was memorable was on a completely different level than “beauty” that was industrially selected.
The former could at best be called pleasing to the eye; if a dozen people performed on stage, they would all look good.
But only the latter could be called both shocking and gorgeous.
When she stood there, you could tell at a glance that she was the absolute protagonist.
Without a doubt, Zhuge Yu was the latter.
Some boys were already feeling melancholy in their hearts.
‘You should have said earlier that you were a hidden beauty monster! We just watched the show back when you were being bullied.’
‘Well, great. We used to say Zhuge Yu was just a foil for Qiqiancao—that a pretty girl always needs an ugly one to set her off. Now we find out the real boss was just playing the fool all along.’
Never mind these shut-ins; even Fang Wei’s heart skipped a beat when he saw her.
‘At the end of the peak of beauty, who stands tall? Once you see the General, the Dao becomes void.’
Under the gaze of dozens of people, Zhuge Yu tightly gripped the hem of her clothes.
Her steps had become disorganized since she walked in.
Her eyes scanned the room until she finally locked onto a certain spot.
As if she had finally found a harbor that could put her at ease, she feigned composure, but she could not hide the restraint on her face.
Step by step, she walked through the crowd and finally sat down next to Fang Wei.
Only then did the boys, who had just been indulging in unrealistic fantasies, realize that this treasure girl already belonged to someone.
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