Magical girls just want to get off work

Night, nine o'clock in the evening.

The night is not deep, and the people are not quiet.

The summer cicadas lay on the trees and began to sing a chorus.

Aunts and uncles dancing in the square outside the community are twisting their bodies.

Young men and women running at night ran slowly and rhythmically under the slogans of the front runners.

Xinmu City.

This newly born city still maintains a vibrant state despite being hit by disasters one after another.

No matter how big the universe is, no matter how big the world is, people's lives still go on. When you sleep and open your eyes, it's a brand new day.

In today's society, humans must not only adapt to the existence of magical girls, but also must learn to coexist with cursed beasts.

The biggest difference from the past is that we need to learn to isolate and protect ourselves when disasters occur.

Therefore, people must learn to adapt to the day when their loved ones pass away and they must learn to walk alone.

Zuo Yue suddenly felt that this day had come too quickly.

Although she thought she had been mentally prepared, but...

But……

She really wants to act like a baby with her brother again.

Zuo Yue was sitting on the sofa at home. She hung up the phone and looked stupidly at the door of her home.

She waited for several hours, but no one opened the door, nor did she see the familiar tired and thin figure.

Zuo Yue thought about calling her brother, but as soon as she picked up the phone, she didn't know what to say.

There were obviously so many things I wanted to ask and so many things I wanted to say, but when it came to my lips, nothing came out.

Only then did Zuo Yue realize that she was actually a little less eloquent than she thought. She had too many things on her mind and her mouth was much dumber than ordinary people, which led to her being depressed these days.

Zuo Yue always wondered if it would be better if the lies continued?

Pretending not to know each other, the relationship between brother and sister has been maintained.

After all...after all...

Zuo Yue really doesn't have the courage to wake up and face the reality. Her brother is a magical girl, or a senior Cang Yan who has been fighting for many years. So what happened to her before that made her choose to live in seclusion?

Zuo Yue wanted to know this very much, and hoped that this was all a dream, so that she would no longer have to be tortured and fall into self-doubt.

That's why she has been waiting persistently for her brother to come home from get off work as usual.

As usual.

A phone call from senior Hongfeng destroyed all her expectations.

It was said that Zuo Cang had gone to drink with a client. He was already drunk and now he was sleeping soundly at her house.

Reasons, excuses, lies.

Zuo Yue could feel that Senior Hongfeng's voice was trembling slightly, and he was obviously telling lies.

On weekdays, my brother doesn’t know how to drink. What’s the point of not coming home when he’s drunk? And what kind of senior Hongfeng does he know?

This lie is full of problems, like tissue paper that will break when you poke it.

Senior Hongfeng really deceived him as a child who was inexperienced in the world.

However, Zuo Yue didn't want to expose the lie. If her brother didn't tell her, she shouldn't ask.

She looked at the empty door again, emptiness and loneliness reflected in her heart.

Zuo Yue smiled and cheered for herself, pretending that nothing happened.

"Okay. Now it's time for me to cook. It seems like my brother won't be able to come back today. Miyou, I said it's definitely a good thing to learn to cook by yourself. You see, you'll put it to use today."

Zuo Yue said as he walked into the kitchen, put on his apron, and prepared to make simple dishes that would satisfy his hunger.

"Miyou, my cooking skills are not as good as those of my brother. However, you have to eat more, and I still need to practice my cooking skills. When I grow up one day, find a boyfriend, and get married, I will live with my husband. The family cooks three meals a day for him...and my brother may stay single forever, and then he will have to live alone...haha..."

The more Zuo Yue spoke, the lower her voice became. Her body stopped and stood motionless in front of the chopping board.

In this regard, Miyou couldn't say much, she just swayed up to Zuo Yue's shoulder and rubbed her contractor's cheek with her little head.

"If you have anything, don't hold it in your heart. You can tell me."

In silence, Zuo Yue suddenly choked up and held back tears.

She knew that this was the path she had decided to take, and she had to stay strong no matter what.

I must not cry. Once I cry, the mental barrier I just built may collapse.

But, at the end of the day.

Magical girls are fragile and sensitive girls.

"Miyou...why do people always have to grow up..."

In the luxurious apartment in the downtown area of ​​Xinmu, Zuo Cang yawned and sat up from the soft bed. For him, this kind of soft couch was really luxurious, and his sleep was a bit uncomfortable.

The memory before falling asleep slowly recovers.

After experiencing a fierce battle, he lost consciousness and fell into a coma due to excessive consumption.

Then, he asked Hongfeng to take him to a hotel or hotel to have a good rest.

After all, Zuo Cang could somehow feel that something was not right with his body and had an early warning. He didn't want to collapse in front of Zuo Yue seeing him in this embarrassing state, let alone his sister.

After figuring out the situation, Zuo Cang shook his head, trying to throw away the various messy thoughts that popped up in his mind.

Zuo Cang glanced back and forth at the decoration of the room. It was simple and elegant yet exuding a sense of grandeur and luxury. Even an ordinary crystal table lamp looked expensive. He then touched the quilt cover on the bed, which was silky and soft. Definitely not a cheap item.

The first reaction that comes to mind.

Could it be that Hongfeng really sent himself to some of the most luxurious hotels? An ordinary place where he could stay and rest would be enough.

One month's salary may not be enough for one day's consumption.

Just when I was thinking so wildly, the door was slowly pushed open.

Hongfeng walked in carefully carrying a bowl of white porridge. When she saw Zuo Cang lying down, she quickly said: "Lie down quickly, lie down quickly. You have to rest for a while."

It was also the first time for Hongfeng to take care of an unconscious person, not to mention that she was still taking care of Zuo Cang. Of course, she tried her best and did her best.

"It's okay. I have a good physical constitution. As long as I get a good sleep, I can recover from any serious injury."

Zuo Cang felt his body getting stronger day by day. He could hear the sound of magic power surging in his muscles, as if the transformation was becoming more normalized again.

If he continues at this level, he may soon be in the same state as Fite, regardless of his transformation.

Thinking of Feite, Zuo Cang had many things to ask Hongfeng. She didn't know what happened while she was unconscious.

Haven't spoken yet.

Hongfeng, who was holding white porridge, sat on Zuo Cang's bedside, wanting to feed her herself and experience the special life of finding a personal nanny.

"Don't think too much about other things. The only important thing for you now is to have a good rest. Did you know that you were bleeding from every pore in your body earlier? It's really annoying."

Hongfeng scooped up some white porridge with a spoon, carefully blew it to cool down, and handed it to Zuo Cang's mouth, eager to make Zuo Cang drink it.

This made Zuo Cang very confused. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Hongfeng Gourd. In some cases, if he didn't ask clearly, he would really have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Tell me first, where am I?"

Hongfeng blurted out: "What's wrong with my family?"

"your home?"

Zuo Cang looked at the decoration of the room again, and found that it did have Hongfeng's own style, capable and informal.

Then, another question pops up.

Zuo Cang looked at the close-fitting pajamas he was wearing. He vaguely remembered that he was wearing normal clothes before he fell into coma.

Noticing the change in Zuo Cang's gaze, Hong Feng, who had always shown a carefree and outgoing personality, gradually turned red, just like a normal woman.

Of course she could imagine what Zuo Cang was struggling with.

A word of coquettishness.

"rogue."

However, she still wanted to explain something.

"Your clothes were soaked in blood at the time. You couldn't change them."

Then, Hongfeng suddenly felt guilty. She muttered in a low voice that she could not take advantage of others' danger...

The voice was so soft that Zuo Cang didn't even hear clearly what Hong Feng was saying.

However, he was indeed very grateful to Hongfeng for taking good care of him.

Zuo Cang didn't know how to talk about more in-depth topics to Hongfeng.

The two have known each other since they were eleven years old, and then walked side by side at the age of twenty-five. After so many years, Zuo Cang is not stupid, nor is he a clumsy person who knows nothing about emotions.

On the contrary, Zuo Cang thought a lot.

very many.

Of course, he also knew what Hong Feng was thinking.

However, the two of them maintained a relationship that was more than friends, and no one wanted to break this layer of paper.

The reasons vary.

At least, for Zuo Cang, he has made up his mind to go on alone. He can't even take care of himself, let alone take care of others.

His special identity is destined to be involved in one storm after another, and it is impossible for him to protect the people around him every time. When an accident occurs, the conspirators like to use the people around him as their flags.

Zuo Yue was already like this, he didn't want anything to happen to Hong Feng again.

It is precisely because both parties care so much about the feelings of others that this tacit understanding will continue.

Until one party can't stand the loneliness.

Zuo Cang felt that this person would be him. He was not made of iron, and even if he was an iron man, he would be melted by the high temperature one day.

There were too many things on his mind, but he had no one to talk to, and he didn't even have anyone to help him solve his problems.

Wearing the Superman mask on his face for a long time does not mean that he has truly become Superman. Zuo Cang is not a killing machine. He also has feelings, he will be tired, and he will also feel lonely...

So under Hong Feng's expectant eyes, Zuo Cang took a sip of the white porridge. It tasted strange, and his expression slowly twisted and his brows wrinkled.

It does taste a bit weird.

Zuo Cang asked.

"Why do you put alkali in your porridge?"

Who knows, Hongfeng suddenly tilted his head, and a few big words appeared in his big bright eyes.

"What is an alkali?"

"puff……"

Zuo Cang was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but who knew Hong Feng would add another sentence.

"Didn't I put salt?"

Zuo Cang stood up from the bed for a moment, the soul of the chef was burning, this was blasphemy.

How come Hongfeng is as old as a child and knows nothing about the trivial matters of life like Zuo Yue?

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Said Zuo Cang got out of bed wearing slippers.

"Huh? Why."

This made Hongfeng a little unhappy. He had made a pot of fresh and delicious porridge with good intentions. Why didn't Zuo Cang want to drink it?

Of course, Zuo Cang also knew that Hongfeng was a pampered eldest lady who had no worries about food and clothing. She was used to a life of having to reach for clothes and open her mouth for food. She usually ate outside and basically couldn't get out of the kitchen once a year.

Today, Miss Ye specially cooked porridge for herself, which is indeed a rare and valuable thing.

However, Zuo Cang still wants to be more serious about some things. Taking too much alkali will kill someone!

"If I ask you to cook two more meals, I'm afraid I'll finish the periodic table of elements."

Zuo Cang rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand to hold Hongfeng's wrist. Now he had to teach Hongfeng what salt was, what alkali was, what monosodium glutamate was, and what chicken essence was.

"Wait a minute, let me put the bowl down first!"

Hongfeng didn't resist, she just let Zuo Cang pull her to the kitchen. She raised her head and stared at Zuo Cang who was saying something excitedly.

She didn't hear anything, but thought about a lot of things.

Maybe, this is the life that I have always wanted to pursue, a plain life, beautiful daily life, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Outside of battle, magical girls are just ordinary people with the most ordinary lives.

It's just that for Hongfeng, these things are too beautiful, unbelievable, and simply untouchable. Her choice has long been decided by her parents and she can only choose from fixed answers. Even becoming a magical girl in the first place was not her own wish.

Hongfeng, who is eleven years old and has just become a magical girl, has been depressed and does not want to communicate with others.

Until she met an enthusiastic and cheerful white-haired girl at the magical girl skills training base. The cute child took the initiative to extend her palm to her. She showed a bright smile and said: "If no one forms a team, You can come to me. I like to make friends with others the most."

Only then did Hongfeng learn that the cute girl was called Cang Yan, a legendary figure who almost blew up the base to the sky when she first transformed.

The blue flame is her light and her sun. It is because of the sunshine that trees can thrive.

Maple trees cannot do without the sun.

In the kitchen, Zuo Cang was talking about some details of cooking porridge.

Hongfeng finally plucked up the courage and suddenly hugged Zuo Cang from behind. She really didn't want to let go of her sun anymore.

"Huh? What's wrong? Did I speak too fast?"

Zuo Cang reached out and touched the arm hugging his waist, not sure what happened to Hong Feng.

"me……"

It took a lot of effort to get the courage, but Hongfeng stuttered for a long time and couldn't say those four words.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and a familiar voice sounded.

"Sister, my mother just made chicken soup. She asked me to bring you a portion. She said that you had a hard day and don't know how to cook, so she was afraid that you would be hungry..."

As she spoke, Ye Meisui walked into the living room carrying a small porcelain pot. She wanted to say something more until she saw a young man and woman hugging each other in the kitchen.

This scene was too horrifying. How could my cousin, an old leftover woman, have a day when the iron tree blossomed?

Ye Meisui trembled in fright, and the casserole in her hand fell to the floor with a bang.

she asked.

"Sister, when did you start raising men?"