There's something wrong with my role-playing system

What a cute girl!

Yuko breathed a sigh of relief at the gender of the visitor.

However, when Yuko's gaze shifted to the witch's charming blue-purple eyes that were as charming as gems...

"Oh~"

Yuko couldn't help crying out in grief.

This look is so...

Yuko felt a little weak all over.

"No...don't look there!"

Yuko's tone was tearful, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"Ah this..."

After hearing Yuko's words, the witch scratched her head with an embarrassed expression on her face.

She looked at the girl in front of her who was so embarrassed that she was about to cry, and suddenly sighed softly.

Then, with a wave of her hand, as if by magic, she took out a black robe and put it on Yuko.

"Well……"

Yuko looked at the witch with a blank expression as she put on the robe for herself. Her body, which had been tense due to shyness, relaxed a lot.

"Although I don't know what you have been through..."

Looking at Yuko, the witch scratched her cheek, then stretched out her finger and pointed to the bench next to the street.

"My name is Irena, and I am a witch. If you are willing to talk to me... then let's go there and talk!"

…………………………………………

"So this is ah………"

Sitting next to Yuko, Izumi Qianyu listened to her story with a look of understanding.

"In other words, is that your fighting form?"

"Who wants this fighting form!"

Yuko tightened her robe tightly and said angrily.

Tama City is an area under the jurisdiction of Yoshifumi Universe, so the ratio of men to women can be imagined.

Yuko, who grew up in such an environment, has no need to think about how innocent she is.

However, her ancestor suddenly asked her to dress like that...

How could she accept this!

"But if you don't like it, Yuko, can't you just change the shape of the clothes?"

After hearing Yuko's angrily complaining, Izumi Qianyu asked a little strangely.

"But…………"

Hearing this, Yuko showed a troubled expression.

"The ancestors said that once the fighting form is determined, it cannot be modified!"

"How can it be!"

After hearing Yuko's words, Izumi Qianyu retorted without even thinking.

"That "battle form" of yours..."

"...The principle is to release magic power and shape magic power."

"The style of the clothes...is determined according to the caster's ideas!"

"It's impossible not to change!"

"Eh?"

After listening to Izumi Qianyu's words, Yuko blinked gently.

This fighting form of hers......

Is it actually possible to change the style of clothes?

"But...but the ancestor said it's not allowed!"

"She lied to you, girl!"

Izumi Qianyu seems to feel a little helpless at Yuko's innocence.

"Eh? Did the ancestor lie to me?"

Yuko's expression looked a little cute.

But think about it carefully......

The ancestor does seem unreliable!

But since the style of clothing in combat form can be changed, then...

Yuko turned her gaze to Izumi Qianyu, and there seemed to be light shining in her beautiful red eyes.

Chapter 80: Xia Meizi: This is my lifelong request!

"well………"

Noticing Yuko's eyes, Izumi Qianyu couldn't help but swallow, and subconsciously moved to the side.

"Since, Irena, you said you can change the shape of clothes, then you must have a way, right?"

Yuko looked at Izumi Qianyu, clasped her hands together, and begged in a very serious tone.

"Irena, please help me. This is my lifelong request!"

"Don't just say your life's request casually! Your life is too cheap, isn't it?"

"It's not cheap!"

After hearing what Izumi Qianyu said, Yuko retorted with blushing cheeks without even thinking about it.

"This is about me..."

For an innocent girl, this kind of thing is extremely important, okay?

"Irena..."

Yuko looked at Izumi Qianyu with a pitiful expression on his face.

"If you don't help me, no one will!"

"please!"

"Then...okay!"

Seeing Yuko like this, Izumi Qianyu sighed softly and did not want to refuse.

After all, unlike Sandwich-chan's snake, Yuko is cute and tight, and is very popular with Izumi Qianha.

Seeing that Izumi Qianyu agreed to her request, Yuko also had a look of surprise on her face.

"Thank you so much, Irena!"

"I will be grateful to you forever!"

"No, being grateful for a lifetime is still a bit too..."

After hearing Yuko's words, Izumi Qianyu twitched the corner of his mouth and felt slightly ashamed.

"In short, let's solve your problem Yuko first!"

Saying this, Izumi Qianyu touched his chin and looked at Yuko in front of him and began to think.

"It stands to reason that the form of this so-called "combat stance" is determined by the user himself and manifests according to the user's subconscious..."

"I don't subconsciously want to wear this kind of clothes!"

After hearing what Izumi Qianyu said, Yuko subconsciously retorted in a shy and angry tone.

"...I didn't say it was you either!"

Quan Qianyu sighed softly, seeming to feel a little helpless.

"There's something different about you!"

"According to you, your fighting posture should have been designed by your ancestor."

"Although I can carve a magic circle on your body to change the style of your clothes."

"But the simplest and safest way is to ask your ancestors to help you modify the "combat stance" form. "

"But…………"

After listening to Izumi Qianyu's words, Yuko lowered his head listlessly.

"My ancestors obviously don't want to change this form!"

"And I can't contact her at all now!"

"That's it..."

Hearing this, Quan Qianyu thought for a while and then said.

"Speaking of which, your ancestor seems to be able to have direct spiritual conversations with you!"

Yuko nodded slightly.

"So………"

"Yuko, give me the evil statue of your ancestor!"

"Eh? Irena, what do you want this for?"

Although she was a little confused, Yuko still handed the evil statue to Izumi Qianyu very obediently.

"Of course it works!"

Izumi Qianyu said this, took the evil statue from Yuko, and then closed his eyes.

"...This is it, I found it!"

After only ten seconds, Quan Qianyu opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Yuko, grab the evil statue!"

"Eh?"

Although Yuko still didn't react, she still obediently grabbed the lower end of the evil statue.

Then…………

Time and space change, everything reverses.

When Yuko came back to her senses, she had already arrived in the starry sky with Izumi Qianyu.

"here it is…………"

Yuko felt inexplicably familiar here, as if she had seen it before somewhere.

"Speaking of which, Yuko, you should be of a race like a dream demon, right?"

Izumi Qianyu did not answer Yuko's question, but asked this.

"Eh? Dream demon?"

After listening to Izumi Qianyu's question, Yuko thought for a while, and then said with a somewhat uncertain tone.

"It seems... right?"

"What does it mean?"

Izumi Qianyu felt a little speechless at Yuko's answer.

"But even if you are not a dream demon, you should be of the same race."

"This is the interface between illusion and reality, the world of dreams."