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Chapter 571 and I'm home
"The lark will never understand the phoenix's ambition!"

The Southern Dipper Generals often uttered this phrase, but Sakura Kyoko, chosen by Saosa as the next successor to the Phoenix Fist, scoffed at such remarks.

"The lark doesn't understand just because the phoenix doesn't say anything, right? Don't try to hide your age with those seemingly cool lines. If you feel lonely, go make a couple of friends, old man!"

"M-Uncle?! Wow!"

Saosa exclaimed in disbelief, and then the Holy Emperor was sank in a spectacular fashion.

Of course, although she was sharp-tongued, Kyoko actually shared the same thought—she only needed to fight herself, and didn't need any companions...

After all, if you don't know someone from the beginning, you won't feel sad when you lose them.

With her strong-willed and stubborn personality, Kyoko has carved out a niche for herself in the brutal industry where 70% of magical girls die in their first battle. But the biggest difference between her and the Sweet Commanders is—

Once she meets and gets to know someone, and forms a friendship, she can no longer pretend to be indifferent.

Homura Akemi may seem cold, but Kyoko doesn't dislike her. On the contrary, she thinks Homura might be someone she can rely on.

Madoka Kaname is a very kind child, but she's also the type who makes people worry that she's too kind and might be taken advantage of, so she wants to protect her.

As for Mami-senpai, she's the kind of person who's a very nice and trustworthy friend, but sometimes she can be too intimate to the point of being a bit bothersome.

And she's been acting a bit strange lately, but Kyoko still likes her a lot.

Finally, it's Sayaka—

She had actually been watching this girl the whole time, and had been imagining her all along.

If it weren't for Cupid, and if she had been born into an ordinary family, she might have lived an ordinary life, attended ordinary schools, gone through normal schooling, and experienced an unremarkable heartbreak...

This is an ordinary girl who once possessed everything she lacked, but also an unfortunate girl who might end up like her, having everything taken away.

Therefore, she wanted to take action.

Two completely different auras, one like ice and the other like fire, spiraled upwards to the peak.

In the frozen silence, a glistening raindrop fell between the two girls. It was fortunate enough to be neither annihilated by the force nor torn apart by the gale, but instead—

They were trampled underfoot.

The world fell silent, and then the "air" was torn apart.

"Wow!"

A sharp, piercing cry, like that of a raptor, appeared out of nowhere, vibrating the eardrums.

The sound barrier shattered, and her hands formed blades, like an eagle flapping its wings. The air around her surged wildly, as if all the air in the sky had turned into sharp black blades, rushing towards the red-haired girl as if resisting her approach.

—Nan Dou Shi Jiu Zhan!

Through continuous slashing, countless tiny wounds are created in an instant, just like being cut by a bird's wing, which can even cut through steel, leaving it covered in wounds.

Anzu took action, fearlessly stepping into the attack range of the out-of-control individuals.

"What an idiot!"

A pair of enormous wings, far exceeding those of an eagle, took flight from Anzu's arms, soaring straight into the sky with an aura of breaking through the dark clouds.

Crimson feathers, seemingly ablaze with flames, spread out, casting shadows that completely obscured Sayaka. Kyoko unleashed a powerful chop in that instant! The power of a seasoned magical girl erupted, the force of the impact directly subduing the frenzied eagle.

—The ultimate technique of Phoenix Fist! Soaring Peak!

His crimson eyes, like those of a phoenix emerald, held no arrogant disdain for anyone; instead, they held an indescribable affection for the girl before him…

The Nanto Lone Eagle Fist, known for its rapid thrusting attacks, and the Nanto Phoenix Fist, so fast they are impossible to catch, clashed with hand strikes that primarily consist of slashing blows, exchanging hundreds of blows in an instant.

The series of combos were dazzling, and the damage they caused was terrifying. The ground within a radius of tens of meters was cut open with deep wounds and cracks in an instant!
Decapitation, skull crushing, heart piercing, tearing apart... An ordinary person caught in the clash between Nanto Seifen would be torn to pieces the moment they were caught up in it, and even a metal chariot would be reduced to fragments in an instant.

Chitose Yuma stood not far away, watching the profile of "Mad Sayaka," who had attacked her earlier out of destructive impulse...

That darkness is the fear of getting hurt that hides one's true self, yet within that darkness flows an unconcealable unease, despair for what has been lost, disgust for the world, and the realization that nothing can be changed about who one is now...

Yet, deep within these dark emotions, one can vaguely discern the trust that "Kyoko might do something for me," which is, the hope.

"Although this woman didn't say 'help'... I always felt like she was calling for help."

Therefore, the attacker's thrust was knocked away by Anzu's palm strike.

Kyoko's right palm moved quickly, and even her unarmed attacks, which were different from her usual fighting style, were very smooth. Naturally, she only slowed down gently the moment she touched Sayaka's hand, using an imperceptible force to disrupt it.

With an imposing and fair-weather victory, Kyoko used both hands to pierce through Sayaka's darkened technique and shatter it.

Then, Kyoko grabbed the girl's arm and used it for support, using exaggerated arm strength to swing Sayaka's entire body up and slam her to the ground.

"when……!"

The impact brought Sayaka back to her senses slightly.

"If you don't look like you're about to cry, you can't make a move against me, but because you're about to cry, you won't be able to see my movements clearly."

Kyoko swung her fist at Sayaka, who was lying on the ground.

The punch missed, stopping right in front of Sayaka's nose, but the force infused into that fist shattered a little of the darkness within Sayaka's heart.

"You are weak, at least weaker than me, so of course you will lose. There is no reason why innocent people will not suffer misfortune. As long as you are weak, you will lose... That's how the world is."

Sayaka will feel pain if she is only gentle with her now, and she will break if she is only tough on her. She cannot be saved by being strong or gentle alone.

It requires both the strength to stop the girl from going berserk and the gentleness to heal her heart.

"wrong!"

Sayaka screamed, her whole body exuding a crazy aura. Her five fingers gleamed with a chilling light, revealing a sharp and fierce strength. With a "rip", the air was like a piece of silk being torn apart, and countless vacuum waves, like fast and ruthless Western swords, crossed together and slashed towards Anzu above.

Prison Slaughter Cross Break!
Kyoko, who was paying close attention to everything, reacted instantly. Facing the countless afterimages that covered her entire field of vision, a surge of energy rose from her limbs, and her center of gravity flipped into the sky along with the thrust. Like a phoenix spreading its wings, she floated down lightly.

—Imitation of the Flying Phoenix Cross!

Anzu landed gently on the ground, her fist approaching Sayaka's empty face.

The fist stopped in front of her again, shattering another bit of darkness.

"The second time."

Sayaka is just running away.

Not wanting to be hurt by words any longer, driven by instinct, her body acted spontaneously to protect her from any harm, whether physical or mental. Therefore, Sayaka did not stop.

"Why... I didn't do anything wrong, why did this have to happen to me... This is so strange!"

Sayaka attacks Kyoko because she feels unwanted by anyone and doesn't know what value she has, so she vents her inner pain. She doesn't want to hurt anyone, but she attacks Kyoko. Sayaka is caught in a contradiction and doesn't know what she is doing, so she roars.

call!!!!!!

The extremely compressed airflow swirled out straight blue streaks of air, and countless fist shadows filled the space between the two. Arms transformed into intricate, illusory, high-speed afterimages, all of which, without exception, pierced through the phantom of Sakura Kyoko…

"...You're running away! Running away from reality, running away because of pain! If running away would bring you happiness, I wouldn't say anything! But—"

In the pouring rain, with a fierce, red aura, Kyoko's fist, about to fall from above, carried a crushing force.

Her fist stopped, stopping once again in front of Sayaka, but she poured all her thoughts into it, wanting to shatter that despair.

"The third time!"

Apricot also shouted loudly.

"But right now, Sayaka seems to be throwing herself into an abyss of misfortune, as if she's about to commit suicide!"

Driven to desperation by reality, the girl lost everything and was heartbroken... so she ultimately chose to fight.

Sayaka believes she shouldn't be treated so badly, which is certainly true, but because of Kyubey's existence, she is wrong.

She thought she could endure sacrifice, but in reality, she couldn't bear to sacrifice what was truly important to her.

That feeling was terrible, very ordinary, but because of it, she felt she didn't deserve to be treated gently, protected, supported, or happy...

"I...I...I don't know what I'm thinking, what I'm doing, how I'm fighting...I don't know anything at all! I don't know what to do anymore!"

She let out a sob that seemed to squeeze out everything from her heart; the girl's innermost feelings were screaming.

She didn't want anyone to get hurt, she wanted to protect everyone's smiles, and she hoped everyone could be happy. But the world she longed for never existed in the first place.

Since the arrival of the Incubator Civilization, such a thing has never existed, and the era of universal happiness is long gone.

She couldn't help but imagine the sad future of becoming a magical girl, and she lacked the courage to face it. Even if she had the power to fight, she lacked the will to fight.

Kyoko was angry, and rightfully so. She grabbed Sayaka by the collar with her right hand and clenched her fist with her left.

"Grit your teeth! Face-Breaking Fist—!"

With a loud slap, Kyoko swung her fist forcefully, and the water droplets on her fist, accompanied by a small ripple of air, hit Sayaka squarely in the face.

If the tears that flowed from Sayaka's eyes were a sign of weakness, then the tears that flowed from Kyoko's fist were a sign of strength.

Even though Sayaka's face wasn't wet, it looked like she was crying.

Although Xingzi's face was wet from the rain, she didn't look like she was crying.

Sayaka's strength is no match for Kyoko's; there is a power gap between them that cannot be overcome even if she turns evil.

She hated herself.

Hate your own weakness.

"Yes, you're too weak."

"————!"

Even after being possessed by the spirit of the martyr, he didn't become stronger than me.

Kyoko said that Sayaka was weak in the past, and Sayaka is weak now, but she would never say that Sayaka will be weak in the future.

Weakness stems from being too strong; there are people like that.

"If you're so troubled, why don't you rely on us! Rely on us, you idiot! Apologize, you big idiot! Don't be shy, just use our help and diligently train yourself!"

Enraged, Kyoko shouted angrily.

"If you're heartbroken, come to us for comfort! If you're scared, come to us for encouragement! If you want to cry, I'll lend you my shoulder! If you're hurt, in pain, or having nightmares, whatever happens, you can rely on us! If your life becomes more unfortunate than mine, then you have no redeeming qualities whatsoever!"

The only thing that makes humans superior to Kyubey is that we don't just have one heart; everyone has their own heart. The strength of humanity lies in knowing what we can't do alone, which allows us to support and help each other and work together.

"I'm scared too! Scared to fight witches! Scared to become a witch! But when I think about fighting to protect my friends, I'm not scared anymore. When I think about my friends helping me, I'm not scared anymore. I... I know that my belief is stronger than my fear!"

In front of the blue-haired girl whose cheek was swollen and red, Kyoko knelt on the ground and shook her body vigorously with both hands.

"You have so many important things! Is it really okay to lose other important things because of the grief of losing one?!"

Red and blue.

"So that you will never lose what is important to you again! So that no one will take away what is most important to you again! So that you will use your own hands to protect what is still important in your hands!"

Even if the battle continues, the living hell continues, and the cycle of sorrow continues, we must use the iron will to crush hell itself and beat the future destiny of hell with the destiny of a happy future.

—This is the red-haired girl's determination, a heart as strong as the Holy Emperor at the end of the century.

The Red Knight and the Blue-Haired Princess.

"Don't say that you have nothing else."

"You also have lucky things to do—"

The crimson knight stood up, reached out his hand to the white-haired princess who had stopped crying on the ground, and said earnestly.

"You met me."

Because Sayaka is a fool who wants everyone to be happy, some people don't want her to suffer misfortune.

A dazzling phoenix and a sorrowful lone eagle.

"I……"

Sayaka's lips trembled.

"If I feel tired, I will stay by your side. I am stronger than you, so I will never die before you, so you will not lose me."

Apricot was a little shy when she said that.

"I am your friend."

(End of this chapter)