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

No matter how nice Yuuki Eri's words are or how righteous her reasons are, she must have something she wants to do.

Only after hearing what Yuuki Yuki needed her to do was Miyashita Mia able to make a better judgment.

“We don’t plan to do anything.” Yuuki Yui shook her head. “We just want you and Tsukimi-senpai to protect yourselves. Whether it’s falling into darkness or having contact with other magical girls, it’s best to avoid it.”

Chapter 127 Friends

Yuuki Yukino's true identity was no secret to Miyashita Mia.

She and Baqi not only appeared in front of Miyashita Mia, but also transformed in front of Miyashita Mia, wearing gymnastics uniforms with their surnames printed on them.

It's fair to say that Yuuki Yuki almost told Miyashita Mia her own name.

Although she had told the other party that this matter should be kept secret, she still had to consider the worst-case scenario: Miyashita Mia told Tsukimi Rie about it, and Tsukimi Rie might also tell Tenrai Herika.

In other words, she has indeed passed the test of Miyashita Mia, and no magical girl has interfered between them, but there is now one more hidden landmine.

……

Helica rarely feels this unhappy.

She rarely loses her focus like this in class.

The teacher was on stage explaining the key points of the Warring States period, including which regions each of the generals occupied and what policies their rulers implemented.

But sitting in her seat, Helica's mind was filled with thoughts of her lunch break.

The former bandmates I formed with never really cared about the band.

Driven by vanity to attract attention on stage, or thinking bands are cool and wanting to try it out only to find it's not fun... those guys only formed a band with me for such stupid reasons.

That's okay, as long as we practice hard and help the band last longer.

But Helica learned the basics of almost all the instruments by herself, and also learned to compose and write lyrics, all so that she could become the backbone of the band.

It wasn't out of vanity, but because if I didn't do it, the whole band would be completely finished.

Helica felt she had done enough; she had single-handedly carried the entire band, and was practically teaching them how to play...

Or maybe we could apologize to them and then revive the band?

Let's forget about it!

Herlica felt as if she had experienced something similar before, and her mind told her that even if she did this, the band's breakup was inevitable.

Besides, why should I apologize?

What good can a group of guys do if they don't practice hard, don't even understand the essence of a band, and only enjoy the empty name of a band without making any real effort?

Rather than forcing myself to be with guys I don't get along with, I'd rather give those idiots the middle finger!

But she was still unhappy about the band breaking up.

But the dissolution of his favorite rose garden without warning was also an inevitable part of the situation.

Helica could only console herself with this thought.

After comforting herself countless times, the sudden turn of events left Herika with no time to remain in a daze.

The change didn't happen to the teacher on the podium; the entire classroom was unaware that something was actually happening around them.

It is a kind of magic, or more precisely, three kinds of magic.

Two of these magical powers are unique to corrupted magical girls.

Most importantly, they were so close to her that Herlica could feel the ripples of magic even while sitting in the classroom.

Even if they are not at school, they will not be too far from school.

The change came so suddenly that Helica had no time to think it through.

"I'm not feeling well, I need to go to the infirmary."

Helica raised her hand and stood up from her seat.

Before the teacher could make any judgment on Herika's sudden departure, Herika had already left the classroom and quietly closed the door behind her.

From the moment Helica left the classroom until she arrived at the spot where the magical forces converged, less than half a minute had passed.

In less than half a minute, the three streams of magic disappeared into the sky at a speed that even Helica, with her speed, could not match.

The departure of that magic doesn't mean Helica should give up.

Her duty as a magical girl dictates that she cannot simply give up.

Lightning surrounded Helica's entire body, making her appear like a golden shooting star streaking across the cloudless sky. The dazzling light caused passersby who happened to look up at the azure sky to instinctively look away.

But Helica was still too slow; by the time she was halfway through her flight, the magic had completely vanished.

It wasn't that she couldn't sense the magic of other magical girls at all; behind her, a similar, unhurried stream of magic was constantly approaching along the path she had flown.

Helica stopped in mid-air, turned around on the electric current beneath her feet, and waited for the owner of the magic to approach her.

She didn't have to wait long. After a few breaths, the owner of the magic, a girl with long, light blue hair whom Helica had never seen before, stopped in front of her.

"We're too late, those guys are already gone. Damn it, couldn't you fly faster? You're so slow, even slower than me!"

Herlica glared at the girl with long, light blue hair, her expression full of hostility.

However, Helica regretted it as soon as she said it.

I haven't even been able to catch up with those two unknown enemies, so I have no right to say such discouraging things.

Moreover, she vented her anger from the band's breakup during lunch break on the other person. They were both magical girls, and the other person shouldn't have to suffer this injustice.

Feeling that she had made another mistake in her impulsiveness, Helica felt even more down, but it was inconvenient to show it directly in front of this magical girl she didn't know, so she could only awkwardly turn her head away.

But the blue-haired girl wasn't angry with Helica at all. Instead, she readily admitted her shortcomings and then started saying things that Helica couldn't understand at all.

"I was too slow to react. It seems that the trials I have undergone are not enough."

"What trial? What are you talking about?" Helica frowned before daring to look at the other person and see their appearance clearly.

Even if she could see clearly, it wouldn't mean much to Helica. Magical girls all have cognitive shields, and once the other person de-transforms, Helica wouldn't recognize them again.

"A trial that can make me stronger." The blue-haired girl's expression was solemn.

Helica didn't know how she came up with that sentence: "You're not talking about the stupid things like hanging yourself or jumping into the sea, are you?"

“That cannot be called a foolish thing; it is also part of the trial. There is a sentence in the text: ‘Toil one’s muscles and bones, starve one’s body, and empty one’s mind.’ This is the wisdom of the ancients.”

The other person's expression became more serious, and Helica noticed that their eyes were much brighter than before when this topic came up.

"I didn't know you knew this. There's also the phrase 'to thwart one's actions'."

When chatting with the other person, Helica always felt that she would be better off using her current teasing tone, and the self-loathing that had previously arisen gradually began to fade away during the conversation.

She always felt that the other person didn't seem very smart and that their academic performance wouldn't be very good, which is why she asked that question.

“These are all trials; there’s no need to worry about the details.” The other person’s expression froze, and they quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Fine, it's all a trial. Don't you know how others look at you when you do something stupid?" Helica scoffed, dismissing the magical girl's words with disdain.

"Physical trials are necessary to temper one's mind, and spiritual trials are also necessary. The strange looks others give me are also a step that makes my mind more steadfast."

This time, the blue-haired girl answered very smoothly. Her naturalness and confidence in speaking convinced Herika that the other person really thought that way.

No wonder someone as eccentric as her doesn't care about what others think and is determined to walk the path she has chosen.

Although Helica disagreed, she felt that if someone thought like that, it would be easy for them to refuse to correct their mistakes and continue down a dark path.

But it must be admitted that maintaining this mindset makes facing many things much easier.

If I had truly stood firm in my own beliefs, perhaps I wouldn't have resorted to such a violent method at noon, berating everyone I had clashed with one by one.

Does this solve any problems? No, it at least makes you feel better, and incidentally makes your image in the eyes of others even worse.

Perhaps what I lack is something like that in the other person.

Helica shouldn't have thought about this much, but she had recently experienced something that bothered her a lot, and there are always certain insights that only arise under specific circumstances.

"Sigh." Helica sighed after a long silence. "Alright, alright, I know what kind of person you are."

"Yes, this is me." The other person nodded, then returned to the main topic: "Even you couldn't catch up with that corrupted magical girl, it seems we made a wasted trip."

“Yes, what a wasted trip.” Helica pouted, her mood soaring from a brief moment of relief to a deep one after mentioning her fruitless journey.

“Then let’s go back to our respective places. I ran away from class and need to go back to my lessons,” the girl with long, light blue hair suggested again.

The pursuit of the corrupted magical girl failed. These two weren't just idle old women chatting on the street; they were bound to revert to their other identities eventually.

The few banter exchanged in the air or Helica's sarcastic remark just happened to hit the mark; otherwise, this pointless conversation wouldn't have even taken place.

“That’s true.” Helica nodded. “Let’s go back.”

The magical girl with long, light blue hair moved again, flying back in the direction she had come from, albeit at a slower pace than before.

Helica also discovered that her destination was the same as the other person's.

"Hey, I said, you're from Yuehai Middle School?"

Helica asked.

It's not appropriate to ask a magical girl about her real identity, but that rule is meaningless to Helica.

At worst, the other person won't answer me.

But the other party didn't seem to mind the exposure of their true identity, and nodded to Helica, who was flying alongside them.

"Oh, that's great. I'm also from Moonsea Middle School. I didn't even know there was a magical girl like you at our school."

"I haven't been a magical girl for very long. So, you're also a student at Tsukimi Middle School?"

"Yes, I'm from Class 2, Grade 2. My name is Tian Lei Helika. If there's a chance next time, we can work together again. I think it would be quite pleasant to work with you."

As Helica spoke, she flicked her nose.

"By the way, what's your name? Which class are you in?"

"Class 3, Mizuno Yu."

"Okay, Mizuno Yu, right? Let's do our best together next time!"

Herlica patted Mizuno Yu on the shoulder cheerfully, then transformed into a shooting star and disappeared into the campus below.

Finally, after the band broke up, I was able to encounter some good things.

I've met a new magical girl, and she's even from the same school and in the same grade as me. This is something I can brag about to my senior.