Magiclad Girls and a Mob who will save them, or else the world is doomed!

Chapter 34: Lightning and fried horse mackerel

The bento showdown ended in a draw, and despite being overwhelmed by an unexpected intensity from Gindou Kohaku, their relationship did not progress. By the way, both bentos were enjoyed beautifully.

I wonder if Kikawa Moegi would end up in a similar situation? Considering her dislike for men, it’s unlikely, but should I think about countermeasures?

I don’t want to see any more discord among the Masou Shoujo. I had a rather heartwarming image in mind, but when I see Gindou Kohaku and Hihara Karen, I often start to question if my memories have been altered.

Maybe I should buy juice from the vending machine and take a break. The supplies from Kanoya have run out in the morning.

As I approached the vending machine, there was a beautiful woman with yellow hair and eyes.

Hmm, she’s definitely cute. This is the kind of person who becomes a model, giving that impression. Her legs are sexy, she has a decent bust, a beautiful face, and a cute voice.

I don’t know how else to put it, but she’s erotically cute. That expression fits her well.

After picking up a bottle from the vending machine’s dispenser, she noticed me as she was about to leave.

Ah, she has an eye for garbage.

She won’t get involved in any chaotic situations. Yeah.

“You’re undeniably scum, you know that?”

I fully agree. I’m a scumbag who keeps two lovely women around.

“What do you want by keeping two cute girls by your side? You only see them as tools to satisfy your own pleasure, don’t you?”

“No, it’s not like that…”

“I’ve been observing you lately. Especially when you were eating with the two of them in the cafeteria.”

“I-I see”

Is she referring to the incident at the Shura. She looks down on me. She noticed me!?

Could it be… that she fell in love at first sight!? There’s no way that would happen with an average guy like me.

“You’re always looking at Kohaku-chan’s chest and butt. I’ve counted eighteen times in the past week when you pretended to take a sip of water but actually looked. Coughing while looking, a total of twenty-one times. By the way, that’s only for the chest.”

“…”

“You’ve looked at her butt a total of thirty times while yawning, stretching, and turning your neck.”

“…”

“Do you have anything to say?”

“No, I have nothing to say.”

Not good, she really pays close attention. In a bad way. What should I do in this situation where my likability has plummeted?

“Oh, you’ve been glancing at Karen-chan too. About twenty times, between her chest and her butt.”