The Strongest, but the Genre Is Magical Girl

Chapter 258




In a place unseen and unheard, a quiet typhoon of a couple’s emotions swirled fiercely.

Though I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I was sure of it.

The red broth, with its spicy aroma, bubbled endlessly.

Should I add the halved crab or not?

Not knowing when the ‘talk’ would end, my hesitant fingers wandered.

‘Still, overcooked is better than undercooked, right?’

After a brief contemplation, I reached a conclusion.

In the middle of summer, eating undercooked seafood could really send you to the grave.

After a short debate, I plopped six pieces of halved crab into the red broth.

Since I removed all the sand pouches while cleaning, there shouldn’t be any sandy mishaps.

The crabs began to turn a color similar to the broth, bubbling away.

I tapped my feet and glanced at the entrance, wondering when to add the noodles.

The faint sound of slippers dragging.

As if waiting for that sound, I finally dropped the noodles into the broth.

As if my prediction was correct, the door to the accommodation creaked open.

“Wow, smells good~”

As if nothing had happened, my sister walked in calmly, followed silently by the uncle.

Seeing the uncle’s subdued expression, it seemed he had endured a lot of scolding in that short time.

Probably extended his lifespan by about five years.

Pretending not to notice the subtle tension, I added octopus right after the noodles.

The octopus squirmed on the noodles before disappearing to the bottom of the pot.

Juwon, who had been playing well with Siyeon, got up from my lap and ran towards them as they returned.

“What did you talk about?”

“Um, about when Juwon and I picked up seashells.”

“Ah-ha!”

Then, cluelessly, he asked what they were talking about outside, but my sister smoothly deflected the question with adult-like composure.

…Well, it wasn’t a lie.

We probably did talk about that.

In the subtle atmosphere of the accommodation, the ramen was nearing completion.

Since eggs were a no-go in the seafood ramen recipe, I headed straight to the floor.

“Get ready to eat~”

Without a proper ramen stand, we soaked a towel to use as a makeshift stand, a somewhat pitiful situation.

Huddled together, bending over, each scooping ramen onto disposable paper plates.

The scene highlighted the pitiful situation, but the seafood ramen was damn delicious.

The chewy chunks of octopus legs.

Biting into the crab, the white flesh and overflowing ramen broth were impressive.

Among other things, the delicious food was what ultimately stood out in memory.

If something remains in memory, it becomes a memory.

“We’re home~”

“Home….”

On Friday night, half-dead, Siyeon and I arrived home.

Even as we took off our shoes and shuffled in, the two mascots were nowhere to be seen.

Instead, Junie appeared from the master bedroom with soft footsteps.

“Meow~”

“Oh Junie, were you waiting for us?”

Junie clung to our legs as we walked, letting out long, sorrowful cries.

It was different from the angry cries during forced baths.

While patting the four-legged creature’s bottom to soothe it, a thought struck me.

‘Even the beast comes out to greet us, why aren’t these guys showing their faces?’

Having had enough attention from me, the cub quietly walked over to Siyeon.

As Junie moved out of reach, I immediately headed to my firmly closed room.

Hearing faint computer sounds from inside, I flung the door open…

“Go! Go!”

“Ah~!”

Watching some soccer video on the computer, so immersed that the owner entering the room didn’t even register, eyes fixed on the screen.

Unlike Siyeon’s password-protected computer, mine had no physical security.

Thus, both mascots were sitting in front of my monitor.

Grabbing their heads, I tossed out a question.

“What are you guys doing?”

“Ah, you’re back?”

Even with their faces squished in my grip, Gomteng answered calmly.

Now, not even showing any remorse for not coming out to greet.

“Back my ass, what are you doing?”

“Can’t you see? Watching soccer.”

Even to the ‘what are you doing’ question, he nonchalantly replied, watching soccer.

Since when was he so into soccer? That’s not it.

What happened while I was away?

No reason for someone uninterested in soccer to suddenly watch overseas soccer videos…

A thin veil of unease.

Suspecting something, I extended my palm and said.

“Hey, hand over the phone you used for payments.”

“Why?”

Just two words from Gomteng, ‘Why?’

That short response made me believe there was a clue to resolve this unease on that phone.

Reacting as if there was something ‘not to be caught,’ I quickly grabbed the smartphone.

I didn’t need to search long.

As soon as I pressed the search engine, 7-8 pages appeared, one particularly catching my eye.

A sports betting site with flashy banner ads.

It practically screamed, ‘I’m an unauthorized illegal site.’

And, upon entering the site, a new notice.

—————

From now on

Full deposit scam notice

We at XXX have been managing your precious money

100% safely

But due to the owner’s instructions, we are starting scam services

Period: From October 26th

Amount: Over 10,000 won

For details

Please contact customer service

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“…Hey.”

Looking at the clearly abnormal notice, I let out a short exclamation with a pitiful gaze.

But, scared by the short call, he started making excuses.

“Ah, I haven’t lost anything yet! I swear! I even made money!”

“Sigh, just look at the notice on the screen.”

Without closing the notice-filled screen, I sighed and handed the phone back.

Why return it so willingly? Gomteng scrutinized the phone screen.

After fully grasping the notice, he panicked.

“No, seriously, don’t freak out! Damn it!”

“Where did you find such a shady scam site… tsk tsk.”

“Ahhh!”

Turns out, Gomteng had been skimming a little from the daily 50,000 won allowance to fund his gambling.

Seems he underestimated the malice of wallet-targeting scammers.

Blinded by the loss, he collapsed on the ground, then suddenly turned his head and shouted.

“Can’t you help me catch them?!”

“Assault makes the news… and, do you even know who’s running this place?”

“Ugh!”

With no logical way out, he just groaned in pain.

Helpless in reality, he hung his head again.

At least with rental scams, you can track the name and do something.

But with such a reckless site, there’s no solution.

Hearing Gomteng’s scream, Siyeon came over.

“What’s wrong? Why are you shouting?”

Walking over, she asked the source of the noise.

To her, I summarized Gomteng’s idiocy.

“Idiot being an idiot.”

Better to scratch instant lottery tickets at the local convenience store, you moron.

Same dopamine, why get hooked on that?

Anyway, after a hectic week, we arrived at Saturday.

After we returned, other magical girls in the area also started taking breaks for their own summer activities.

Meaning, our area of responsibility temporarily expanded.

“Don’t wanna go out….”

Saturday and Sunday, wanting to rest at home without school…

But as they say, you reap what you sow, so after playing hard, we had to work hard.

This Saturday and Sunday were August 31st and September 1st.

Originally, Siyeon, who was supposed to take odd days, could have taken both, but we decided to each take one day flexibly.

September 1st.

Of course, the ones who bore the brunt were…

“No, why are you here?”

The monsters that appeared around Incheon, imagining a fierce battle with magical girls to fill their quota.

On the evacuated streets, a monster sat dejectedly, holding its forehead.

Tap tap, hitting its own shoulders with a magic wand, it recited indifferently.

“It’s vacation season, cut us some slack.”

“Sigh.”

“Three days here are my responsibility, so pass that on upstairs.”

To the monster, who sighed briefly, I revealed the magical girl’s vacation dates and pointed upwards.

“Yes, please finish quickly….”

Hearing this, the monster stood up, stretching out as if to say, ‘Just kill me comfortably.’

Well, what can you do, you guys don’t even have smartphones.

Your equipment looks good, but can’t you contact via smartphone?

 

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