Infinite Gentleman

"and so?"

"So, the matter of you becoming a magical girl seems to have to be reconsidered." Battlefield said to her very seriously.

"Eh, but—"

"I promised you before because it was originally planned by the organization to serve as a training ground for newcomers, so I promised you. But it is obvious that the danger in this city has exceeded the limit that the newcomer magical girl can deal with. Under circumstances, sending you to the battlefield will be difficult for a strongman. So to say—"

"--But, I want to help too!"

Sayaka said this to Battlefield Hara very, very firmly. That firm attitude seemed to surprise Battlefield Hara to such a degree that the washing dishes stopped.

He looked at Sayaka with a little surprise, letting the tap water flow in his hands, he recovered after a while, smiled and shook his head: "I have received your enlightenment, but such things are still waiting. Let's talk about the city calm down."

At this time, Bamami didn't say like before, "Yes, yeah, newcomers with insufficient training will only get in the way, and it is impossible to help." Such words.

She just glanced at Sayaka with a cheerful look. Said nothing. But her contemptuous, high-minded attitude has been fully felt by Sayaka.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Tian Yuan frowned-because this was not within the scope of his plan with Sister Ma Mei Mei.

In other words, Sister Ma Meimei played freely, or she was a little bit into the show.

Or in other words, she is not pretending, but is really jealous.

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Chapter 11 Mentality Issues

That night, while putting a quilt on Saye, Zhanchangyuan almost couldn't hold back, and kissed her on the forehead.

Of course, it means almost, but in fact it is the last to hold back. This is also impossible. Compared with the recent period of time, the temperament of Ma Mei Meimei, who has gradually developed in the direction of resentment, is a bit too cute.

If the child knew his charm, something that would make the battlefield feel very headache.

So it must be patient. The tuning plan will take some time before proceeding to the next step.

Well, yes, time.

Feelings need to be fermented. Love needs fermentation, and fermentation takes time. When Sayaka wakes up one morning and finds that she has deep-rooted sincerity for the battlefield, it may be too late, too late.

It's like now.

In the middle of the night, Sayaka heard some strange sounds. Of course, this is not the sound of sister Ma Meimei sneaking into the original room of the battlefield and having sex with him. Although Sister Ma Meimei actually wanted to do that very nastyly. But the battlefield stopped her.

This is not the time to play with something as heavy as ntr. In addition, he hadn't played anything like this before, and the end was a bit miserable. so……

Sayaka heard the sincere voice of Battlefield.

"Sayaga, Sayaka..."

"Hmm...? Sincerely senior...?"

Although she was a little surprised, she still woke up for the first time. Then I was a little surprised.

There are night attacks and anti-night attacks. Sayaka hadn't thought about such things. But if you think about it, it's fine.

The kind of relationship with Zhanchangyuan has not evolved to that level. If Zhanchangyuan sneaks over to slap her, Sayaka’s response is probably to resist and enjoy obediently. As for asking her to attack the battlefield at night, this Sayaka never thought of such things.

The difficulty is too high. Or maybe she still can't pull that face down.

Or in other words.

"Eh?"

"follow me."

Ignoring Sayaka’s surprise, and the little things contained in that astonishment, Zhanchangyuan said such a sentence sincerely, then turned around, went out, closed the door-and then, Sayaka dressed as quickly as possible. Clothes, shoes. Then he opened the door and followed Yuanzheng on the battlefield to the courtyard.

Then there is.

"Although there is no way to make you a magical girl in a short time. But as for the training of magical girl, there are some skills and tricks, I can tell you first." Zhanchangyuan said: "This is good for you."

"Ah... well." Sayaka nodded. A little bit excited.

"After becoming a magical girl, you will get a spiritual outfit that corresponds to you. Its ability and direction will be related to the girl's own character and wishes. If I guess correctly, there is hope with Sayaka's character. Eventually you become After the magical girl, she put on her spiritual outfit, it should look like this."

As he spoke, a mirror appeared in front of him. What was reflected in the mirror was not Sayaka, who was wearing the private school uniform of Takibara Academy, but she was wearing a brave, brave dress, cloak, and holding a Western-style sword.

It looked majestic, like a female knight. This kind of mental reflection is not a fantasy of Battlefield. In fact, her connection with Sayaka is a little bit bigger than that of Battlefield. That is, this image is completely the reflection of Sayaka's mind. After a series of fusion of Sayaka's subconscious knowledge of battle, magical girl, and so on, the perfect image is formed.

Fully in line with Sayaka's aesthetics, she has greatly increased her favorability and desire for the profession of Magical Girl.

Although it was just a little trick, it was enough for a girl like Sayaka.

"In other words, our initial skills are like this-swordsmanship, physical exercise, physical coordination, physical fitness and meditation for spiritual practice-these are practical courses. In addition to a series of theories, soul And occult courses. Of course, in addition to this, there is an understanding of the seed of the soul."

Zhanchangyuan sincerely looked at Sayaka with a look of excitement, and said this.

"Uh, uh~" Sayaka seemed very happy, as if she couldn't wait.

In the following teaching process, Zhanchangyuan did not disappoint her expectations. Some of the first warm-up exercises were no different from those in the physical education class of Sayaka’s school. But soon, as the battlefield originally held a Western thorn sword, he easily performed a series of swordsmanship, as well as the sassy and heroic appearance of the enemies that appeared in some virtual checks, which made Sayaka deeply fascinated by this technology.

So, those very hard stances, stretching, adjusting the balance of the body, etc., seemingly boring swinging the sword, Sayaka can persist.

Of course, the small physical contact that occurred during this process-as if the battlefield was standing behind her, reaching out to correct her posture, they were all very normal and taken for granted.

Although Sayaka blushed and felt excited, Jia was a little embarrassed. But in fact, Sayaka himself did not regard this as the same thing. Even said I enjoyed it very much.

"After going to the meeting, recite thirty times according to the formula I taught you, and then go to bed." Zhanchangyuan said, "You have to adjust your body movements five times, remember?"

"Yeah, remember." At the thought of making these actions, Sayaka felt a little embarrassed when Battlefield played with her body.

"Well, um, very good, go back to bed, every night at this time, I will go to you to teach. Also after you go home."

"I see, sincere senior... well, or sincere teacher?" Sayaka smiled, and tentatively tried.

"Whatever you call it. Go back quickly."

"Yeah~"

She seemed to think that her trial was successful, Sayaka smiled very happy-of course, what she didn't know was that on the third floor of the mansion not far away, in the room of Bama Mei, Ma Mei Meimei was holding it. Black tea, watching all this calmly.

From the battlefield to the original deceived her and then like this, until now her smile is very happy, Ma Mei Mei Mei sees everything in her eyes.

"Is this person really just for the soul experiment?" In her heart, she couldn't help thinking like that-in fact, if she was just transforming the soul and creating a large number of absolutely loyal slaves who specifically obeyed orders, With her and Zhanchangyuan's abilities, it is easy and achievable. It's not so troublesome at all.

And if you want to experiment with soul spells, then the most correct experiment is to catch passers-by, and then cut his soul into 1,800 parts and then work hard.