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Soft sunlight spilled onto the earth and streamed into the room through the window, attracting butterflies to linger.

The chill is slowly dissipating, and spring is gradually warming up.

More than a month has passed since the last black cat exorcism incident.

"Come on, let's see your quality."

Inside the room, a cute girl with orange hair extended her right hand, issuing a challenge to the boy.

"Why did you suddenly make such a philosophical sound?"

Putting down his paintbrush, Jiang Yuan, who had just tried out his newly acquired ability, looked up at his minister, with whom he had spent more than a month, and smiled.

"Let me give you a little practice!"

'That insignificant nobody, Xiao Chuan, would rather fiddle with that piece of paper than even glance at the minister!'

Despite the significant size difference between them, Angel Mao, who was slightly concerned, confidently issued a challenge.

"Would the minister like to have a strength contest with me?"

Hearing Jiang Yuan's slightly amused reply, Angel Mao was displeased. How dare he look down on her, the department head!

A cute, childlike voice immediately spoke.

"Humans can usually only use a very small portion of their muscle strength, but as long as they use the power of the Dark Minister, they can unleash all their potential muscle strength!"

"So, Chief Black Cat... the Dark Minister's power is called Devil Mao, right? The power of a demon?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but chuckle, finding it somewhat amusing.

"The minister is quite adorable like this."

"You... you... what are you so smug about, you little nobody! Stop talking and get started!"

Upon hearing the word "cute," Mao the angel blushed instantly.

The shyness that welled up in her heart, along with a joy she herself didn't even realize, made Angel Mao interrupt in a fit of embarrassment and anger.

"Alright, let's get started."

Using a tone as if coaxing a child, Jiang Yuan grasped the small hand of Angel Mao.

Visibly, the moment their hands touched, Angel Mao's petite body trembled slightly.

'This is Xiaochuan's hand, it's so big... This is the first time I've held a boy's hand like this besides my dad's...' As if thinking of something, Angel Zhenyan's little face turned red again.

Her rosy cheeks were filled with a stubborn expression that suppressed a strange feeling in her heart, making her incredibly cute.

'Holding her hand, she's surprisingly petite. No wonder she's a young lady from a wealthy family; her skin is so beautiful.'

As she was reminiscing, Angel Hui suddenly appeared out of nowhere, holding a brush as a microphone and smiling with an expression that seemed quite interested.

"Everyone, the 'GJ Department Arm Wrestling Contest' is officially starting! The winner will receive a special dessert as a prize, brought back by their parents from their trip yesterday."

"Xiao Hui, wait a minute, can I ask for an additional reward?"

"Hey, Jiang Yuan-kun, do you want to increase the reward? What kind of reward would you like?"

As soon as Jiang Yuan finished speaking, the women in the room looked over with great interest.

After spending more than a month together, Jiang Yuanping's gentle and reliable nature, as well as his ability to catch spiders and change light bulbs in crucial moments, successfully left a deep impression on them.

After more than a month of effort, Jiang Yuan launched an offensive, both overt and covert, and won over a lot of goodwill towards these lovely girls.

At this moment, they were both somewhat concerned.

'What kind of reward would Jiang Yuan-jun want?'

"Um……"

Jiang Yuan pretended to ponder for a moment, and after successfully attracting the attention of the women, he...

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Jiang Yuan smiled slightly and stopped keeping him in suspense.

"How about this, if I win, then..."

After a slight pause, Jiang Yuan, who had the women eagerly anticipating her words, slowly began to speak.

"Let me touch your hair."

"Eh?!" x3 Qi Luoluo tilted her head: "Jiang Yuan, do you like hair?"

Seeing the women's surprised or shy expressions, Jiang Yuan smiled and gave his explanation.

"After all, everyone's hair is just as beautiful as they are, like jewels. I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn't get to touch it. I would be very satisfied just to touch everyone's hair."

The blatant praise, a direct and aggressive statement, immediately caused the fair and delicate faces of the women to blush.

My head feels a little dizzy.

Even the somewhat emotionally oblivious Qiluoluo blushed, her "cat ears" unconsciously sticking up.

"Gemstones... beautiful... regret for a lifetime or what, is Xiaochuan's life really that pitiful?"

She tilted her head, hiding her face under her purple hair, leaving only a rosy ear visible, and unconsciously put down the chess pieces in her hand.

Huang Ziyin glanced at Jiang Yuan, who seemed unaware of the destructive power of her words, and spoke with a slightly trembling tone, her own feelings unclear.

Her heart, which had never fluttered before Jiang Yuan's arrival, couldn't help but quicken slightly.

'This feeling of familiarity mixed with strangeness is so odd...'

The shyest of them all, Mao, jumped up in embarrassment, revealing her little tiger teeth as she bit Jiang Yuan.

"No... it's just a small river, don't be so arrogant!!"

"Aww!!"

Looking at the angel Mao, who felt no pain at all while being bitten, her beautiful eyes darted around in embarrassment.

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "The minister wouldn't be afraid to agree, would he?"

Although the tactic of provocation is old-fashioned, it works exceptionally well on the proud and arrogant minister.

"There's... there's nothing I wouldn't dare to do, but what if you lose!"

As expected, Angel Mao, who had "fallen into the trap," immediately let go after hearing this, leaving several silver threads on Jiang Yuan's arm.

Unaware that she had left behind a thread, the angel Mao blushed and shouted loudly at Jiang Yuan.

It gives the impression that they are hiding something.

"It's really cute."

"Boom..."

No longer teasing her, she almost bit her own angel Mao again.

Jiang Yuan gave his own answer.

"If the minister wins, I'll grant him one request that's within my power!"

Upon hearing this, the girls, who had almost all lowered their heads in embarrassment, immediately looked up.

Her exquisitely beautiful, rosy face was revealed.

"Jiang Yuanjun is really cunning, using such a trick to entice girls into arm wrestling..."

"How about Xiaohui joins in an arm wrestling match?"

"Hmm, I won't admit defeat!"

"Xiao Hui, who is full of energy, is also very cute!"

"Well……"

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Chapter 23; The Three Poor Girls and the Ace, Kira (1)

"Alright, let's get started."

Angel Hui, whose blush had not yet completely faded, held up the brush and smiled shyly.

"Ready, go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed as if some inexplicable, upbeat background music started playing all around.

Surprisingly, Jiang Yuan felt no surge of excitement; instead, he found it somewhat amusing.

You have to ask why...

Looking at her small, trembling body, her little tiger teeth were showing as she strained, her teeth clenched.

"minister……"

"You're quite something, acting so arrogantly from a mere nobody like Xiao Chuan!"

"that……"

"What? Let me make this clear, don't try to make me laugh!"

"Is this all the minister has done?"

"What?! Are you mocking me, you mere nobody... Ah!"

Feel the strength in your hand, which is only about a quarter of that of an average human.

Jiang Yuan smiled and shook his head, ending Angel Mao's dream of obtaining "the right to use Jiang Yuan".

Lowering her head to hide her resentment from Jiang Yuan, she saw Angel Mao's expression suddenly change, and she smiled "strangely".

"Hoo hoo hoo, don't get cocky just because you won. Do you think you can beat the assassins they send out next?!"

Looking at the angel Mao who suddenly became somewhat childish and chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur).

Jiang Yuan didn't spoil the mood. Looking at Huang Ziyin, whose face was rosy behind Angel Zhenyang, he smiled and echoed her sentiments.

"Oh, is the Purple Sound Assassin also coming to participate? Let me tell you beforehand, Minister, you owe me a pat on the head."

"Um..."

Angel Mao, heavily damaged!

Hearing the rather intimate way Ziyin addressed her as an assassin, Huang Ziyin lightly bit her red lips, pretending not to care.

"After all, we can't let Ogawa get so cocky. But please go easy on him."

Listen to that light voice that was arrogant in the first sentence but admitted defeat in the second.

After Huang Ziyin sat down, Jiang Yuan reached out and grasped her small, white hand, which was slightly larger than that of the angel Zhenyang.

Just like the angel's words, Huang Ziyin's curvaceous body trembled visibly, and her face became even rosier.

'This is... a boy's hand, Xiaochuan's hand... it's so big...'

"Ready, go!"

Angel Hui's voice suddenly rang out, and Huang Ziyin subconsciously frowned and exerted her power.

"Well--" Her delicate body trembled, her small face tense; Huang Ziyin had already used all her strength!

"then………"

"Ok!"

Her right hand fell down, and her beautiful purple hair rippled in the air.

Huang Ziyin, failed!

'Although I'm a little stronger than the minister, I'm still weak, so very weak!'