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

Herlika's actions were like lighting a fuse, completely igniting the negative emotions in the crowd.

"She's trying to make excuses!"

"All she does is talk! When you really need her, she's completely useless!"

"The existence of magical girls is a mistake! Magical girls shouldn't exist!"

"Go to hell! Get out of this city!"

No, that's not right!

You shouldn't be criticizing me, right?

Why target yourself like this? Why only vent your anger on yourself?

The person you should criticize is that guy who's still looking down at you from mid-air, right?

Isn't she the real evil?

Why not do it? Is it because you're afraid?

Does that mean that someone who is righteous and fought to the last moment to resist the corrupted magical girl should be bullied?

Helica gritted her teeth, and crackling electricity began to gather in her palm.

Noticing Helica's change, the crowd that had gathered around immediately dispersed in a large circle.

Helling made Shanbaka see the pink-haired girl with her back to the crescent moon again.

The open folding fan obscured most of her face, but the eyes peeking out from above the fan seemed to be looking at an insignificant little insect.

Damn it, whoever it is, they all look down on me, right?

Herlica dragged her battered body, ravaged by the magic, gritted her teeth and endured the pain coursing through her body. She forced herself to stand up by stimulating her muscles with electric current.

Helica didn't know whether this fighting style would leave her with any long-term consequences.

But she only had one thing on her mind.

I am your last hope; I absolutely cannot fall here.

She must fulfill her duties as a magical girl.

The radiant lightning spear was grasped in Helica's hand, and she hurled it with all her might toward the pink-haired girl in the sky.

Her wand was named after Thor, the God of Thunder, but the lightning spear she hurled at this moment, with the force torn through the sky, seemed to be the eternal spear hurled by the god-king from the same worldview.

This was Helica's all-or-nothing strike.

Helica watched helplessly as the lightning spear drew ever closer, its profile illuminated by a radiant golden light, until finally, the girl's hand, almost completely obscured by the lightning, rested on the folding fan.

The folding fan snapped shut with a gentle tap from the girl.

A creature, much smaller than the enormous flower bud but which made Herika feel even more uneasy—a creature that defied description—appeared out of nowhere in the place where the girl had once been, like a meteorite.

Then, it continued to fall towards Helica, the Thunder God.

Until the monstrous creature with tentacles and a gaping maw collided with the lightning spear thrown by Helica.

The eerie, grotesque creature seemed to want to devour all the light, its body containing the scorching lightning spear, causing the spear's light to dim even further.

The deep rumble of thunder echoed continuously above Helica's head, as if even the darkness was being devoured and stripped of its light, just like the thunder spear she had hurled.

Helica had little strength left. Apart from trying to drain her magic again, raising her arms to channel her power into the lightning spear, and watching the dark creature get closer and closer, she could do nothing else.

The pitch-black, grotesque shape grew larger and larger in Helica's vision, soon obscuring her entire view.

"Eeya ah ah ah—"

Helica shouted and stomped her feet on the ground, her magical boots sinking deep into the earth beneath her.

From toes to fingertips, Helica's entire body was illuminated by lightning. Dressed in magical armor and adorned with thunder, the girl faced the sky, towards the victory she longed for, squeezing out her last bit of strength for the sake of her duty as a magical girl.

The spear of lightning pierced the dark meteorite and the entire night, like a knife cutting the night sky in two, allowing everyone who looked up at the sky of Moonsea City tonight to see this spectacle that may never be seen again.

The darkness that had shrouded Helica in darkness vanished without a trace.

The clear night sky was exactly the same as the sky of every summer night that Helica was familiar with.

Perhaps it was because the surrounding buildings were destroyed that she could see so clearly.

Altair, Vega, Deneb—Helica could see every single star with exceptional clarity…

It's the summer triangle.

It turns out that even the starry sky visible from within Moonsea City can be this beautiful.

If possible, I must share this discovery with that person so that she can also see her newly acquired treasure.

Let's take a look at this starry sky, pure and clear, free from the darkness brought by the corrupted magical girls.

Ah, that guy disappeared too?

So, did I... win...?

To have worked so hard for those clueless bastards, I've really gone through a lot.

Helica thought to herself, then leaned back weakly.

But what her body first touched was not solid ground, but cold, slippery, translucent purple tentacles.

A tentacle wrapped around her waist, like a safety rope, pulling Helica back from falling backward.

Safety ropes can make people feel safe and are something to rely on in times of crisis.

But the cold tentacles coiled around his waist were danger itself.

Although the attack wrapped around him was dangerous, the real crisis might be even closer.

Herlica caught a glimpse of pink hair brushing against her cheek out of the corner of her eye, making it unnecessary for her to guess the other person's identity.

Something soft and light-weight pressed down on Helica's back.

Cool fingers rested on Helica's shoulder, long knuckles brushing against her earlobe, instantly sending shivers down Helica's spine.

I felt a subconscious discomfort because I was suddenly touched, but it was nothing serious.

The question is, how did the other person appear behind me?

How did the opponent escape from an attack that drained all of his magic power?

None of this matters.

My magic has been completely drained.

The opponent has successfully survived my attacks.

In other words, even if you've given it your all, you'll ultimately be powerless to change anything.

Herlica gritted her teeth in resentment, watching helplessly as the scattered crowd around her marched in perfect unison, gathering once again around her like puppets.

Herika watched helplessly as those unpleasant tentacles, circling the pink-haired girl's fingertips, slowly crawled all over her body.

Chapter 141 A Dark Wish

Yuuki Yukina noticed that the girl in her arms moved slightly.

The girl's long, golden hair was coiled behind her head, occasionally brushing against Yuuki Yuki's nose as she moved. The smell of sulfur, like that of the hot spring water, was mixed with the girl's hair fragrance that could not be easily ignored.

Her soft body seemed to melt in the hot spring surrounding her, and she gently pressed her smooth back against Yuuki Yuki's front, her tailbone pressed tightly between Yuuki Yuki's open legs, like a curled-up little animal.

"call--"

In the silence of the surroundings, even the sound of her panting could be heard clearly by Yuuki Yuki. At this moment, Helica was more like a snoring kitten.

But Helica wasn't asleep. She just squinted her eyes, a comfortable expression on her face, and placed her hand on the back of Yuuki Yuki's hand, holding it tightly in the warm pool water.

Herlica raised her hand, and with the back of Yuuki's hand that she was holding, slowly lifted it out of the water. After a splashing sound, Yuuki felt her palm being placed on a softer place.

"Helika?"

Yuuki Yuuki whispered Helica's name in her ear with a mixture of doubt and caution, afraid that she might have misunderstood.

But the shape drawn on her own palm made Yuuki Yuki feel that she had not misunderstood.

"Fool……"

Herlica lowered her head, let out a muffled, coquettish sigh, and buried half her face in the water, blowing bubbles in dissatisfaction like a little fish.

Yuuki Yukino's fingers twitched slightly, and she could feel her knuckles sinking into the unique, soft shape that belonged only to Herlica's delicate hand.

Helica exhaled another string of bubbles from her nose; this time, she wasn't sulking, but rather letting out a faint, almost imperceptible groan.

Yuuki Yukino's movements were very gentle. She gently bit Helica's nape, gently kissed Helica's earlobe, and gently touched Helica's body, which was burning hot from the hot spring.

Herlica seemed to bury her head even deeper, and the moans that were stuck in her throat flowed out of her lips intermittently.

Yuuki Yukino could clearly feel Helica trembling.

But trembling Herika touched Yuuki's other hand that was holding her shoulder, and pulled that hand down her shoulder.

It brushed past my collarbone, grazed my side, skimmed over my navel, caressed my groin, and finally landed on the solid bottom of the pool.

It landed in the position the girl had hoped for.

"May I?"

Herlica turned her head slightly, her already ripe cheeks visible through the mist. She was nervously biting her lower lip, revealing a shy yet expectant expression.

Seeing that expression, Yuuki Yukino was stunned.

While Yuuki was stunned, Helica took the initiative to cover her shy face with a kiss.

Incidentally, it guided Yuuki Yukino's finger, leading it to an even more dangerous place.

"I want more..."

……

"No! No! No!"

Helica struggled desperately, but the tentacles wrapped around her remained firmly bound to her body, restraining her limbs and easily sealing off all her movements.

Beneath Helica's tattered magical armor lay bruises from the tentacles, each mark on her body a constant source of excruciating pain.

The pink-haired, corrupted magical girl gently shook her index finger, drawing a small circle in the air with her fingertip.

Just like the pink-haired girl's movements, a thick, python-like tentacle also swung around in the air.