"Huff... I'm beaten by a kid in terms of stamina..!"
"She's a magical girl, Norio-kun."
"I know. But her enthusiasm..."
"Oh! I'm also in a cup men!"
Norio looked at Mamika who pointed towards the convenience store. There, a variety of her goods can be seen. Instant meals, juice, cup ramen... Her popularity with the kids is too high, leading to many companies using her face as a form of advertisement.
"Can I buy those, Norio-san?" She asked enthusiastically.
"Yes, yes."
Fortunately for him, his wallet is stacked enough to take care of a "little sister". While its thickness does not compare to Shiro's, it is enough to live comfortably in this world.
"Madoka-chan."
"Yes?"
"Do you want to buy something?"
"Ah... No. I don't have anything in mind."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Seeing her nod with a smile, Shiro decided to gift her something surprising later. When the pair entered the convenience store, he was left alone with Madoka.
After meeting her a year later, he saw how huge she had grown. Just like Sayaka and Mami, she found her path. She experienced many tribulations as her ideals were continuously challenged. Even so, she did not give up. At least, this is how Shiro saw the now-mature girl beside him.
'She's matured a lot. She still has a hint of childishness with her, but she grew up enough to perfectly point out Mamika's flaws.'
For this student of his, he is naturally glad that she matured. Though, he also lamented that such a girl could not enjoy her youth. In the end, inevitably, she would not be like her other normal peers. The world that she lived in is an abnormal one. If she lived in a normal world where the main focus is slice-of-life, everything would have been different.
"What do you think about your world?" He asked.
"My world? It is not perfect, but I think it is beautiful."
"Beautiful?"
"Yes! There are a lot of beautiful things in my world. Sights, people... There are a lot of beautiful things to fight for. Oh right, sensei!"
"What is it?"
"You have a cult there!"
"...Eh?"
Shiro could not help but make a dumbfounded look. After all, he is just a passerby of that world. He did not expect to be remembered by anyone outside his acquaintances, much less be worshipped by some kind of cult!
"They're an unknown cult worshipping a "goddess". That goddess should be your twin-tailed form!"
"I see..."
He could not help but facepalm at the prospect of being hailed as such by some magical girls...
*****
"Hm~"
"Hey, Miss! You still haven't paid yet!"
Upon hearing the words of the shop owner, an old man in his mid-50s, the pale and lanky girl stopped humming. Her thin snake-like eyes narrowed down before returning to normal.
"Eh~? But this is my book!"
"Girl, shoplifting is a crime!"
Not satisfied with how the shop owner doubted her words, she provokingly said:
"Hey. What if I can prove that this is my book?"
"Huh?"
"In this book, on page 196, there's a note written in pen."
Hearing this, the shop owner sported an unbelieving look. He promptly grabbed the book in her hand, the person whom he thought of as someone with loose screws.
"Don't spew such stupid lies!"
Though, he immediately opened the book on page 196. He saw a note written in pen, quoting "You will get attacked by this!" He then became angry that the girl damaged the previously untouched book.
"How did you write this..?"
"See? I did not have a pen." The girl said while smirking, making her shark-like teeth visible. "Hey, hey~! What was written there?"
"Your stupid pranks..! I'm going to call the police."
For some reason, he felt a strange feeling of uneasiness starting to creep on him. It only became stronger once the girl spoke again.
"What it says there... do you think it's a lie?"
"O-of course it's a lie! Don't be stupid..!"
As if she had witnessed a stupid event, she held down her stomach as she laughed.
"Thanks for falling into my lie, old man! Man... The setup for my magic trick is troublesome~!"
She gestured with her gloved hand. A star-shaped symbol akin to a ritual was embedded into it, carved with a blood-like color.
"A lie within a lie... It turns inside-out on itself."
The uneasiness disappeared in the man's senses. It looked like it is nothing but an illusion. However, as soon as he looked at top of a bookshelf, he froze.
Fear.
The instinctive emotion that one would feel upon encountering the inexplicable. He dropped the book in his hand. Once it landed on the ground, page 196's contents were revealed. It is none other than the "Hound of Tindalos", a monster part of the Lovecraftian Horrors. It is said that this hound composed of a skeletal frame would track down its target no matter where they are.
"Ah..!"
A brief scream went outside his lips before he was torn apart by the hound's jagged teeth. Blood stained the bookstore as his mangled flesh splattered all over the place. Everything only took an instant before the hound disappeared, content on its target being eliminated by it.
"Oh?"
Seeing drops of blood littered on the book that she was holding, she used it to tap into the clean portion of the counter's table. With this, the blood naturally got washed off the hardcover.
"Another world... I'm looking forward to it~!"
The girl, Chikujouin Magane, strolled outside in a bright mood.
*****
Beep-!
Kal'tsit: "Another creation has appeared."
Shiro: "Another one... This makes it twelve."
Shinji: "When should I move, aniki?"
At the moment, Shinji is currently residing in Touka's place back in Kawahara-chou, a town east of Tokyo. Thanks to his [Pancosmic Loner] ability, no one discovered his existence—even the almighty tome of Meteora did not find him nor their enemy caught wind of him. Perhaps, it is due to them needing to capture a piece of information—no matter how big or small it is—before they deduce the existence of their targets.
Shiro: "You need to lay low for now. You will be our ace when things become worse."
Shinji: "I understand!"
Touka: "Laying down without doing anything... This feels nice."
Kuroneko: "You did not skip work. Thou shall treat it as your sabbatical."
Kuroneko: "Wait. I sensed bloodlust. And the smell of blood."
The smell of iron. It is not something that Kuroneko would forget as her hands were once stained by it. The warmth and the viscosity of blood made her understand how fragile life is in the hands of someone with power.
Shiro: "Don't follow her. She must be the creation from now. You can't use your powers here, and it's dangerous if you cannot."
Kuroneko: "..."
Kuroneko: "Alright. I will sketch her appearance instead for some lead."
"A-ano... Kerushi-san. Meteora-san is calling for you."
An office worker interrupted Kal'tsit from chatting. She is one of the assistants present in this building who is responsible for various miscellaneous tasks.
"I understand."
She nodded before heading towards the control room. There, the displays of many surveillance and reconnaissance devices were put up. This made it easier for the government to track down any abnormalities and dispatch their allied [Creations] to that area.
"The pegasus knight. She seems to be confronting someone."
Due to the severity of this matter, the government spared no expense and allowed access to their military-grade satellites. With it, fights can be monitored more easily.
Meteora looked towards Kal'tsit and said:
"I will be calling Selesia-san. Can you go there first?"
"Hm."
"Huff... I'm beaten by a kid in terms of stamina..!"
"She's a magical girl, Norio-kun."
"I know. But her enthusiasm..."
"Oh! I'm also in a cup men!"
Norio looked at Mamika who pointed towards the convenience store. There, a variety of her goods can be seen. Instant meals, juice, cup ramen... Her popularity with the kids is too high, leading to many companies using her face as a form of advertisement.
"Can I buy those, Norio-san?" She asked enthusiastically.
"Yes, yes."
Fortunately for him, his wallet is stacked enough to take care of a "little sister". While its thickness does not compare to Shiro's, it is enough to live comfortably in this world.
"Madoka-chan."
"Yes?"
"Do you want to buy something?"
"Ah... No. I don't have anything in mind."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Seeing her nod with a smile, Shiro decided to gift her something surprising later. When the pair entered the convenience store, he was left alone with Madoka.
After meeting her a year later, he saw how huge she had grown. Just like Sayaka and Mami, she found her path. She experienced many tribulations as her ideals were continuously challenged. Even so, she did not give up. At least, this is how Shiro saw the now-mature girl beside him.
'She's matured a lot. She still has a hint of childishness with her, but she grew up enough to perfectly point out Mamika's flaws.'
For this student of his, he is naturally glad that she matured. Though, he also lamented that such a girl could not enjoy her youth. In the end, inevitably, she would not be like her other normal peers. The world that she lived in is an abnormal one. If she lived in a normal world where the main focus is slice-of-life, everything would have been different.
"What do you think about your world?" He asked.
"My world? It is not perfect, but I think it is beautiful."
"Beautiful?"
"Yes! There are a lot of beautiful things in my world. Sights, people... There are a lot of beautiful things to fight for. Oh right, sensei!"
"What is it?"
"You have a cult there!"
"...Eh?"
Shiro could not help but make a dumbfounded look. After all, he is just a passerby of that world. He did not expect to be remembered by anyone outside his acquaintances, much less be worshipped by some kind of cult!
"They're an unknown cult worshipping a "goddess". That goddess should be your twin-tailed form!"
"I see..."
He could not help but facepalm at the prospect of being hailed as such by some magical girls...
*****
"Hm~"
"Hey, Miss! You still haven't paid yet!"
Upon hearing the words of the shop owner, an old man in his mid-50s, the pale and lanky girl stopped humming. Her thin snake-like eyes narrowed down before returning to normal.
"Eh~? But this is my book!"
"Girl, shoplifting is a crime!"
Not satisfied with how the shop owner doubted her words, she provokingly said:
"Hey. What if I can prove that this is my book?"
"Huh?"
"In this book, on page 196, there's a note written in pen."
Hearing this, the shop owner sported an unbelieving look. He promptly grabbed the book in her hand, the person whom he thought of as someone with loose screws.
"Don't spew such stupid lies!"
Though, he immediately opened the book on page 196. He saw a note written in pen, quoting "You will get attacked by this!" He then became angry that the girl damaged the previously untouched book.
"How did you write this..?"
"See? I did not have a pen." The girl said while smirking, making her shark-like teeth visible. "Hey, hey~! What was written there?"
"Your stupid pranks..! I'm going to call the police."
For some reason, he felt a strange feeling of uneasiness starting to creep on him. It only became stronger once the girl spoke again.
"What it says there... do you think it's a lie?"
"O-of course it's a lie! Don't be stupid..!"
As if she had witnessed a stupid event, she held down her stomach as she laughed.
"Thanks for falling into my lie, old man! Man... The setup for my magic trick is troublesome~!"
She gestured with her gloved hand. A star-shaped symbol akin to a ritual was embedded into it, carved with a blood-like color.
"A lie within a lie... It turns inside-out on itself."
The uneasiness disappeared in the man's senses. It looked like it is nothing but an illusion. However, as soon as he looked at top of a bookshelf, he froze.
Fear.
The instinctive emotion that one would feel upon encountering the inexplicable. He dropped the book in his hand. Once it landed on the ground, page 196's contents were revealed. It is none other than the "Hound of Tindalos", a monster part of the Lovecraftian Horrors. It is said that this hound composed of a skeletal frame would track down its target no matter where they are.
"Ah..!"
A brief scream went outside his lips before he was torn apart by the hound's jagged teeth. Blood stained the bookstore as his mangled flesh splattered all over the place. Everything only took an instant before the hound disappeared, content on its target being eliminated by it.
"Oh?"
Seeing drops of blood littered on the book that she was holding, she used it to tap into the clean portion of the counter's table. With this, the blood naturally got washed off the hardcover.
"Another world... I'm looking forward to it~!"
The girl, Chikujouin Magane, strolled outside in a bright mood.
*****
Beep-!
Kal'tsit: "Another creation has appeared."
Shiro: "Another one... This makes it twelve."
Shinji: "When should I move, aniki?"
At the moment, Shinji is currently residing in Touka's place back in Kawahara-chou, a town east of Tokyo. Thanks to his [Pancosmic Loner] ability, no one discovered his existence—even the almighty tome of Meteora did not find him nor their enemy caught wind of him. Perhaps, it is due to them needing to capture a piece of information—no matter how big or small it is—before they deduce the existence of their targets.
Shiro: "You need to lay low for now. You will be our ace when things become worse."
Shinji: "I understand!"
Touka: "Laying down without doing anything... This feels nice."
Kuroneko: "You did not skip work. Thou shall treat it as your sabbatical."
Kuroneko: "Wait. I sensed bloodlust. And the smell of blood."
The smell of iron. It is not something that Kuroneko would forget as her hands were once stained by it. The warmth and the viscosity of blood made her understand how fragile life is in the hands of someone with power.
Shiro: "Don't follow her. She must be the creation from now. You can't use your powers here, and it's dangerous if you cannot."
Kuroneko: "..."
Kuroneko: "Alright. I will sketch her appearance instead for some lead."
"A-ano... Kerushi-san. Meteora-san is calling for you."
An office worker interrupted Kal'tsit from chatting. She is one of the assistants present in this building who is responsible for various miscellaneous tasks.
"I understand."
She nodded before heading towards the control room. There, the displays of many surveillance and reconnaissance devices were put up. This made it easier for the government to track down any abnormalities and dispatch their allied [Creations] to that area.
"The pegasus knight. She seems to be confronting someone."
Due to the severity of this matter, the government spared no expense and allowed access to their military-grade satellites. With it, fights can be monitored more easily.
Meteora looked towards Kal'tsit and said:
"I will be calling Selesia-san. Can you go there first?"
"Hm."
