It seems Lord Yeyan is particularly concerned about this person named Shiratori Shiori, even going so far as to call personally.
Kurosawa Shizuka replied with trepidation, “Lord Yeyan, I have already investigated. Shiratori Shiori’s records and files are not within the school.”
“The Shiratori family is a major shareholder of Chiba Academy. Shiratori Shiori’s personal information is highly classified, and I am powerless to access it.”
This was the first time she had received a call initiated by Lord Yeyan herself.
It was impossible not to be nervous.
There was only silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds before a voice devoid of any discernible emotion replied, “I understand.”
However, Yeyan continued without pause, asking, “That newly advanced Magical Girl, Hoshino Hikari, is she your student?”
Kurosawa Shizuka answered immediately, “Yes, that’s why I know her details so thoroughly.”
“Maintain a good relationship with her. Ideally, make her trust you completely, see you as a close friend she can tell anything to. Do you understand my meaning?”
Kurosawa Shizuka grasped Yeyan’s intent almost instantly and replied, “Understood!”
After she finished speaking, the call ended.
Kurosawa Shizuka let out a sigh of relief, her body flopping back onto the bed in a spread-eagle position.
Whether online or offline, every time she faced Lord Yeyan, she felt incredibly tense.
It always felt as if everything about her, including her innermost thoughts, was being laid bare.
Such overwhelming pressure was incomparable to any other executive.
Moreover, Lord Yeyan kept her word.
Initially, Shizuka had been somewhat skeptical—why would an executive of a villainous organization consider the future of Magical Girls?
It wasn’t until she saw that almost every Magical Girl who fell into Yeyan’s hands was eventually cleverly released through various means that Shizuka felt reassured and decided to follow her.
Ever since she met Yeyan, the impression she gave was one of profound mystery—a black trench coat and a black mask, a voice that never fluctuated, seemingly devoid of any emotion.
This kind of character in a novel setting is usually a handsome, strong, and tragic figure, often transformed into their current state by a heart-wrenching, unforgettable, and painful romantic history.
I wonder if she works out regularly…
Slap!
Slap!
Kurosawa Shikura slapped her own cheeks hard, pulling her wildly wandering thoughts back in.
She had been a bit too indulgent lately, leading to a significant decrease in focus compared to before.
Decision made.
Starting today, for Hoshino-kun’s sake, she would rein in her heart, exercise restraint, and officially swear off…
Certain distractions!
She had always dreamed of finding an ideal husband.
Now that she had a specific target, the next step was naturally to figure out how to win him over.
Hehehe…
Hoshino-kun…
Hehehe…
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Achoo!
Hoshino Gen had just finished his five-kilometer morning run.
Before even stepping through the front door, he let out a huge sneeze.
With his current physical condition, catching a cold was impossible.
‘Strange, who’s cursing me?’
Hoshino Gen rubbed his nose as he walked into the bathroom.
After his shower, he, as the temporary guardian, began preparing breakfast for the little foodie at home.
Since it was a wonderful weekend and his sister didn’t have school, Hoshino Gen naturally didn’t need to prepare a lunchbox.
He could make something more elaborate and let her sleep in.
He took the fish marinated yesterday out of the refrigerator, removed the scales, and made decorative slits along the fish’s body.
Under each slit, he placed seasonings to remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor—garlic cloves, ginger slices, chopped scallions, and so on.
Then he drizzled a ladle of sauce over it, wrapped it in foil, placed it in the oven, adjusted the heat, and set the timer.
This fish was the main course for this morning.
Eating fish first thing in the morning might be a bit greasy, but that was okay.
Hoshino Gen had already planned to make two more side dishes to cut the richness and a soup he hadn’t made since arriving here.
He added an appropriate amount of water to flour, kneaded it into uniformly sized granules, and finally scattered them into boiling water, waiting for it to boil again.
A very simple dough drop soup was done.
He ladled the soup and the side dishes onto the table.
The final main course, the roasted fish, was almost ready.
“Hikari, time to get up,” Hoshino Gen called out while busy.
After just a few seconds, his sister, wearing her pink pajamas and rubbing her sleepy eyes, emerged from the bedroom.
Perhaps because of yesterday’s events, Hoshino Hikari felt she hadn’t slept nearly enough and was still very tired.
“Brother, I want to sleep a little more…”
His sister said, yawning.
“Really? Then I guess I’ll have to enjoy this fish all by myself.”
As he spoke, Hoshino Gen placed the roasted fish on the table.
Using a bamboo skewer, he quickly poked several rows of vent holes in the foil.
Instantly, the aroma of fish filled the room.
“There’s fish today?!”
The moment she smelled the fish, his sister was no longer sleepy.
Her eyes even lit up, as fish was her favorite food.
“Then I guess I won’t sleep.”
His sister very obediently slipped off to the bathroom.
After washing up, she quietly sat at the dining table, waiting for Hoshino Gen to announce the start of the meal.
“Let’s eat!”
After the customary phrase, Hoshino Hikari couldn’t wait to pick up a piece of fish and put it in her bowl.
The aroma was too tempting; she couldn’t resist at all.
She ate a piece of fish, then scooped a spoonful of the dough drop soup.
After drinking it, her eyes widened a full circle.
“Brother, what kind of soup is this?”
The dough drop soup itself didn’t have much flavor, but its unique texture was its strength.
And precisely because it was mild, it didn’t overpower the original fragrance of the fish.
“I learned it online. I don’t know what it’s called either. Is it good?”
“Mhm! Mhm!”
His sister nodded repeatedly, then began drinking from the soup bowl.
In her memory, her brother’s cooking skills were practically maxed out.
His food was never anything less than delicious.
Even the dishes in the daily lunchboxes he prepared for her never repeated.
Her classmates were all very envious.
“As long as it tastes good,” Hoshino Gen said, revealing a gentle, almost motherly smile.
‘Ah, another beautiful day of feeding a minor Magical Girl.’
‘What could be more fulfilling than this?’
“Brother, can I ask you something?”
His sister took the opportunity while drinking soup to bury her face in the bowl, hiding her expression.
“Hmm? Go ahead,” Hoshino Gen said.
His sister asked, “What kind of girl do you like?”
“Why are you suddenly asking that?”
Hoshino Gen countered.
His sister hurriedly explained, “No reason, no reason! I was just asking casually. If you don’t want to answer, you don’t have to.”
Hoshino Gen answered without much thought, “If I had to describe a type… as long as she has a kind heart, that’s enough. I don’t have any other specific requirements.”
Then, he smiled self-deprecatingly.
“Besides, as an otaku, how could I have the nerve to make demands of others?”
“Who says that? There aren’t many guys as outstanding as you out there,” his sister immediately retorted.
“You can cook, you do housework, you take care of people, you’re handsome, your figure is also… Burp!”
As she spoke, she suddenly realized she had said too much.
Thinking quickly, she used a burp to cover it up.
“Brother, you should have more confidence in yourself. You’re very smart. There’s absolutely no need to feel inferior because you’re an otaku. If you went out more, you’d find that the vast majority of guys out there aren’t as good as you,” his sister continued to encourage him.
“Alright, alright. If you keep praising me like this, I’ll get embarrassed,” Hoshino Gen said.
“Speaking of going out more, I actually have something I’d like to ask your opinion about.”
His sister lifted her head from the bowl and blinked.
“What is it?”
Hoshino Gen tapped his fingers lightly on the dining table.
“I’m thinking of going back to high school.”
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