Even if you're a corrupted magical girl, you still have to try to redeem yourself.

"Dedication".

"sacrifice."

"Unwavering commitment".

It sounds a bit confusing, but their gradually appearing figures reveal exactly what has happened.

That ruin is where the stars gather.

Countless tiny golden stars rushed toward the illusory girl like a meteor shower.

The striking colors left behind when the giant hand exploded peeked out from the rubble, gathering on the ground as if infused with life, searching for their rightful place and outlining their original shapes.

Just as muscles grow from bones and blood vessels extend, the vibrant colors take on their proper shapes in a way that is barely visible to the naked eye yet too fast to stop.

The rain started again.

It was a downpour, a downpour that started from below.

Yuuki Yukino stretched out her hand, watching the raindrops rise from the ground, brush past her fingertips, and fly into the air.

Along with it, the rubble beneath their feet also flew into the sky, its surface stained with colors resembling the grid lines of a comic book.

And there are also bubbles shimmering with light and shadow, like fragments of someone's memories.

And then there were countless other things: glass marbles, suitcases, calculators, baseball bats, forks, bow ties… These seemingly unrelated things were being pulled together by an invisible hand, setting up the stage for a grand opening.

The entire space felt surreal, making Yuuki Yuuki feel as if she were not in the real world, but rather roaming among magical colors, tumbling on a naturally formed canvas.

Strange and blasphemous patterns spread over the heads of Genki Mashiro and Yuuki Enishi, just enough to encircle the entire courtyard.

It's a black magic pattern.

Even though it's much smaller than the one that spans the sky above Rainbow Leaf City, and even though it's filled with less magic than before, both the ominous magic it contains and the psychologically unsettling twisted patterns prove that they are the same thing.

The battle was resolved within minutes of Nishio Reki's return. If any obstacle were encountered, Genken Mashiro's plan would become as unrealistic as a fantasy.

Genki Mashiro always has a backup plan; every step of her plan is supplemented by a corresponding contingency plan, a point that Yuuki Yui highly approves of.

This time was no exception.

Upon witnessing Mashiro Gyoken catch the scythe thrown by Seishine, each magical girl reacted as quickly as they could.

All sorts of skills, the strongest skills that every magical girl can currently master, were all fired at Urouge Mashiro.

"The Moon Goddess's Arrow of Love!"

"Extinction Dragon Poem!"

"The filth of sin bursts apart!"

Genjiro Mashiro gripped his paintbrush tightly, and the face he had been hiding since the liberation of the gods finally showed an expression.

It was an expression of finally getting what they wanted.

The brush falls, adding the final stroke to this magnificent masterpiece.

The selected Urouge Mashiro, the Yuuki Yuuki standing in front of her, and the entire ruins beneath their feet were all scooped out like watermelons, leaving a deep pit several meters deep in the ground, and everything in between disappeared.

But! It's a double-sized, extra-large cup!

I was struggling with how to best conclude this section and how to arrange the pacing.

After much deliberation, I realized that it's better to keep it concise, so I wrote it all in one go!

So, extra-large!

Just a quick, self-indulgent aside.

The last three skills are all references to him.

The blue-haired girl's abnormal weapon is the Moon Goddess's Noble Phantasm, Lady Kelvin's is Nidhogg's signature skill, and Baki's is a combination of the Shadow King's and her father's death penalty!

So, you baboon gamers are hopeless, tsk.

Chapter 122 A Pure White World

This is the second time Yuuki Eri has experienced such a transfer.

It was as if I had been stuffed into a washing machine. The scenery around me began to blur, and then the world spun around me. When I came to my senses, I found myself in a completely unfamiliar place.

It felt very similar to when I entered the sea of ​​stars, yet also somewhat different.

The Star Sea is a space of consciousness, but the space she is in now is completely real.

This is a pure white room.

Calling it a room isn't quite accurate; apart from the vast, white expanse of land, there's nothing else to be seen.

Aside from the pile of ruins in the middle, the hot spring inn that collapsed when he and Helica fought appeared abruptly in front of him, adding a different color to this pure white world.

Also, there's Mashiro, who's standing back-to-back with the illusory girl on the opposite side.

Genken Mashiro didn't attack; she just stood there. This single action was a stark contrast to her previous attitude of fighting with all her might to finish the battle quickly.

Here, she has more time and doesn't need to rush at all.

Even Mashiro Gorgen's expression was incredibly relaxed.

In a space where only he and Genki Mashiro are present, he is practically a fish on the chopping block.

This is a truly desperate situation.

"You tricked me."

Yuuki sighed heavily, as if she had already resigned herself to her fate, and sat down on the spot.

Genken Mashiro glanced at Yuuki Yukino's actions, then lowered her eyes.

Is this considered a scheme?

"Isn't this a calculated move? Was everything within your calculations?"

Yuuki Yukino casually picked up a fist-sized stone and examined it in her hand.

The magic power left behind by Mashiro Urouge on the ruins has disappeared, leaving only a very weak trace of magic power.

The presence of magic means that Mashiro Urouge was indeed well-prepared.

When Yuuki threw herself and Nishio Reki into the dark room, Gen Urobuchi Mashiro was waiting for her to come out at the door. Yuuki Yuuki initially thought that the repeated battles had exhausted a lot of Gen Urobuchi Mashiro's magic power and physical strength, forcing her to take such a risk.

It's true that Mashiro Goryu had exhausted a lot of her energy, but she didn't take any risks.

Even in the most critical situations, she would have a thorough plan in place for herself.

Yuuki Yuuki isn't afraid of strong villains, she's afraid of villains with brains.

Not all of their enemies are like Kuroba Reisei, arrogant and incompetent, who only want to solve problems with the most direct force.

The paint that was sprinkled beforehand was no different from what Genji Mashiro had set up in the city today; both were traps set up to wait for prey to enter.

Since there's no other fake, corrupted magical girl's magic to rely on, then we'll use the magic of those strange nuns.

With that black magic rune, one can be pulled into this space and then fight to the death here where no one can disturb them.

This must be Mashiro Gorky's backup plan.

So actually, Mashiro's race against time wasn't that important, or rather, it wasn't that important—its main purpose was probably to use her overwhelming strength to force herself to consume too much magic power while waiting for rescue, causing her to misjudge the situation and thus allowing the conspiracy to succeed.

Yuuki casually tossed the stone aside. The stone rolled several times before abruptly coming to a stop on the white open space.

When the sound of rolling stones stopped, a large number of red lines emerged from the cracks in the ruins, as if a table of food had been overturned. The rubble and red lines crashed together towards Genki Mashiro's room.

Compared to Genki Mashiro's scheme, Yuuki Yukino's own little bit of cleverness in a surprise attack seemed like a child's game.

Genji Mashiro held a paintbrush and splashed paint to create a continuous mountain range, blocking the attack from the red line.

The objective of the operation suddenly changed from delaying time to defeating the opponent, and the sudden increase in difficulty made Yuuki Yuki feel more and more pressured.

We can't just sit here and wait to die.

All I can do is think about it, try to figure out if there's any way to break this deadlock.

……

Pure white moonlight, crimson slashes, and jet-black meteors.

The magical girls unleashed their strongest attacks before any unknown danger could strike, all aimed at the girl in the white dress beneath the flowing, rainbow-colored rain.

Those present could no longer distinguish what kind of sound it was.

Buzzing sounds, explosions, collapses, shattering, impacts...

In that instant, too many sounds flooded into their ears, making their heads throb and temporarily robbing them of their ability to judge the situation, making it impossible to distinguish which sound was actually made after hitting the enemy.

The girls' primary concern was definitely not their own condition; the idea that simply getting a headache from the battle would solve everything was too wonderful.

Did it hit the target?

Helica asked, watching the falling stones as the flames gradually dissipated.

“No, no.” Mizuno Yuu, still in the posture of drawing her bow, added carefully, “At least I didn’t.”

The surging magical radiance, mixed together in its most primal form, vanished completely, leaving the girls with only a giant crater several meters deep, as if a miniature atomic bomb had exploded there, evaporating everything within its radius.

Even if the girls couldn't believe their eyes, they had to admit that everything there had vanished, as if it had truly turned into steam, leaving nothing but that hole.

There was something else still there, with strange magical power flowing on the black magic patterns above the round hole, flickering slowly as if breathing.

"You guys were a bit too rough and killed someone, weren't you?" Helica told a not-so-funny joke, but she had no intention of lightening the mood at all.

Just like Helica often does, she uses a ridiculous answer to avoid the cold reality.

The hollow space on the ground, resembling a scooped-out ice cream cone, silently mocked the magical girls around them, reminding them that no matter how hard they tried, they were ultimately too late.

Despite the girls' best efforts, all they did was add a few more scars to the huge hole that Genji Mashiro had dug out.

Everyone knows that this was made by Mashiro Gorky.

But what exactly Mashiro Gorgen did remains a mystery, at least for now no one can sense the magic of anyone else.

Seeing this scene, the girls' hearts sank to the bottom.

Mashiro Gakuen ultimately succeeded.

There was one exception.

"what……"