Huang Feng had always exerted all of her strength to remain a piece of trash, refusing to practice the means of manipulating reality. Her best feat so far had been to steal the Golden Branch by turning glass into water, combined with invisibility and silencing techniques.
If her magic power wasn't Command Reality—if only she weren't a Witch.
Magic power was like a curse, bringing her endless restraints and control.
What Huang Feng desired was a carefree, ordinary life...
"Liu Zhizi, take care of the scene," the Armored Gunman said, following Huang Feng, "I have to follow her and stay in Aizu City for a while."
"You're not a woman, how can you take care of me?" Huang Feng frowned.
"I'm just going to stick with you. I'll watch you sleep, use the toilet, take a bath, date, without letting up an inch. That's the duty of a guardian."
Huang Feng let out a laugh that was almost a wail.
