magical boy

My name is Hua Xia, and I am an ordinary 16-year-old boy, a freshman in high school, a member of the Communist Youth League, and single.

Today, I am honored to be a glorious magical girl.

...and transformed under the watchful eyes of hundreds of eyes of the whole class in broad daylight...

What else can I do?I don't want this either!

But I couldn't blame anyone, not even the fate they believed in so hard, even though it was all there.

When did fate start pushing me down this path?I always thought it started from that dark night four years ago, until I heard the third standard of the six magical girls: the name is beautiful or easy to pronounce.

Then this pot must be thrown to my sister who is nearly two years older than me.

Her name is Huaqian, she is a shrew, and she loves to hit people with things since she was a child. It is said that her word "qian" is what our father and mother who named her useless saw on the page of the dictionary she tried to pick up but could only open in the end. arrived.Our parents respect her personal choice very much.

I won't say anything about it, Huaqian spends money, and having money to spend means having money, which is not a bad thing...but me!A pure man!Being implicated by her, she has memorized the name Hua Xia for more than 16 years!

Facing my protest, Dad said: This is to show that you are your sister's real brother.Have you ever heard of the term "before the flowers and the moon under the moon"?Originally we wanted to call you 'Hua Yue'. "

I think making money and spending money are more corresponding.

Mother: "Your father's surname is not earned."

I think my sister should change her name.

Father: "A man gives way to a girl."

I think……

The mother smiled happily: "Look at it, you can also be a good girl."

I once wanted to change this stupid name very much, but until now, I haven't changed it.

On the one hand, it’s because I’m a waste of names, and on the other hand, it’s something left to me by my parents, so I can’t spoil it, and if I change it, it’s gone.

I don't want to recall, but I can't forget, I don't want to believe, but I have to admit it.There are still photos of our family of four hanging in the hall, but only my sister and I are left with the dishes, clothes and socks.We didn't go to the same high school, and when we went to school, we walked opposite each other. As soon as we went to school, the house was deserted. Only when we went home at noon, evening, and weekends did we have a little bit of a home atmosphere.My sister is in her third year of high school and often stays at school. She used to use her spare time to work or save the world. I just sat in the lobby and listened to the piano sound coming from downstairs for half an hour.

My parents were being devoured by demons in front of my sister and me, and it was like a grotesque nightmare, or, I hope, a grotesque nightmare.

The night is already dark. After playing for a day, we were happy and tired. We didn't notice the deeper black ahead. I only remembered it after a long time. It was vague, like a layer of veil.We walked in like this, and we didn't feel anything at first, but the more we walked, the more weird the atmosphere around us, I don't know if there was a psychological effect in it, after all, I was still in a carefree and heartless childhood at that time, these bits and pieces It is not known whether the memory has been warped by time.

The only thing I can be sure of is that my parents are walking in front, I can clearly see their fallen figures, and my sister is also walking in front of me - I seem to have fallen behind in the line because of tying shoelaces.They were still walking forward, and their bodies fell forward, but I vaguely saw two groups of white smoke similar to human shapes standing there, the ground was cracked, and the white smoke was pulled in.

The white smoke didn't know where to go, but the crack was still there, and it was stagnant and cracked towards us.My sister reacted quickly, pulled me aside, dragged me and ran away.I don’t remember whether she cried or yelled, I just remember that we were surrounded by cracks, and when we were cornered, a white light flashed on her body and she transformed.

She is very handsome after transforming, with big fiery red waves, wearing a bright red shoulderless low-cut dress, a sparkling red gemstone hanging from a necklace around her neck, high heels on her feet, and an epee in her hand. Especially now, her figure is getting stronger and stronger. Well, after dressing up, she is a peerless queen.When she roared loudly, the solar system would tremble three times. Back then, she swung her epee and slashed fiercely at the ground, and the black smoke that opened up the cracks immediately went back to where it came from.

But demons aren't small characters that she can slash with a single blow, especially the one we've seen back then.According to the senior magical girl, this kind of demon who can specify the domain to this extent has hundreds of years of practice at least, and the number of mortals, magical girls, and other demons devoured is definitely not less than three digits.She took me all the way to chop, from being attacked by black smoke from various places in a hurry until the smoke couldn't come out. For a long time, when people asked me who I admired the most, I didn't hesitate. The answer is sister.

That demon just migrated from another city, and there is still a blank in the data of our city's magical girls, so they didn't arrive in time. When they arrived, we were once again trapped by the counterattack of black smoke, although Not desperate, but extremely thrilling.The seniors said that the exit of the field will change, but it can be found, so the group looked around to find the exit while fighting.

In the end, we didn't find the exit, and we were able to escape only because my sister discovered the core of the devil.It was placed on a flowerpot of a family. It was a black gem the size of a fist. It was not threatening, and it was a bit beautiful. Falling apart, we're back in the real world.

The predecessors said that that layer of veil is the entrance to the realm of demons.In addition to the entity, the demon also has a domain, which is used to capture prey and store some valuables that are inconvenient to carry around, such as cores.If you want to escape, unless the devil is willing, you can only open the entrance or destroy the core, and if the people outside attack the devil, the people inside will also be affected.We came out the other day, and we were both hurt by my sister's way of killing each other. We thought the demon was dead, and we thought we destroyed its core.

As it turns out, no.

Moreover, even if this demon is dead, there are still tens of thousands of demons in the world harming the world.

Killing demons can only depend on us magical girls.

There are generally four to six magical girls in each city. Now, my sister Huaqian is one of the only four magical girls in our city. With me, there are five, although I don't want to admit it.

My sister will be eighteen years old in a few days. According to the understanding of "young", a magical girl cannot be older than eighteen or younger than 12 years old. In other words, she is about to retire and she needs to find a successor.

Her successor is me. Since last year, she has been seizing every opportunity to encourage me to enter the industry.

She often incites me like this: "A country cannot do without soldiers, a city cannot do without urban management, let alone a magical girl."

Or this: "It's not easy to be a boy of the right age who doesn't want to be a magical girl."

Or like this: "Face your fate squarely, Sao Nian! If you weren't underage at that time, you would have been a magical girl four years ago!"

She stuck me in front of the computer that was about to be sold to save my high school tuition: "Why are you so cowardly? Look at Miao Siyu, 13 years old, fearless with swords, lights and swords, you are a big man who slashes monsters through a screen It’s so fun, why don’t you dare to experience it yourself?”

She pretended to be pitiful and squeezed tears: "Xiao Xia, don't you want to avenge your parents yourself?"

I avoided her sight, my conscience hurt a little.On the one hand, she really hit my sore spot, on the other hand, I thought the profession of magical girl was quite inhumane.Fighting with demons, which can kill people at any time, is not entrusted to adults or boys, but to these weak-looking girls in small skirts. I always feel unsafe.

But my conscience hurts, I still don’t want to enter the industry, after all——

Me: "If it's a boy, is the combat uniform also a small skirt?"

Zhu Cijing: "According to existing records, yes."

Me: "What if the transformation is discovered by mortals?"

Zhu Cijing: "Eliminate memory."

Me: "What if he still remembers?"

Zhu Cijing: "Then remember it!"

I swore right away that I would never do it.