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

She walked out of the teaching building, down the steps, and gradually approached the huge school gate. Her insignificant voice was drowned out by the wave of voices at the end of the school day.

"Because of love, there is joy; because of love, there is downfall."

Pink light spots rose slowly from the girl's feet, covering her body and forming a brand new outfit.

Without hiding or concealing herself, the corrupted magical girl, who should have remained hidden in the shadows, brazenly performed her transformation in the public eye.

This should be the last time, right?

As Miyashita Mia thought to herself, she lifted her tiptoes off the ground, and the chanting continued.

"Love is both fullness and plunder."

The girl's body slowly floated from the ground into the air, and the screams of the fleeing students became the background noise of her soft chanting.

"In the darkness of midnight, let us yearn for you, let us thirst for you, let us reveal your name here."

The girl closed her lips, her pupils shimmering with pink heart-shaped light, and a cold expression that clashed completely with her demonic attire spread across her face.

She stood high above, looking down on everything beneath her feet.

The pink halo, like sharp arrows, pierced every student who scattered and fled. The running girls fell to the ground one after another like toppled dominoes.

The burst of magic surged forth like a torrent, forcefully proclaiming its existence.

The girl in the center of the chaotic vortex lowered her eyelids, gently stroking the pink whip in her palm, which seemed to be soaked in a love potion, and softly calling its true name.

"Lilith."

Chapter Ninety-Five: Thunder and Freezing Rain that Cut Through the Mist

If you take this step, it will truly be the end, and all your past efforts will be in vain. Even so, will you still do it?

A voice echoed in Miyashita Mia's mind.

That was her own voice, her reason's final questioning of her choice.

The girl silently lifted her skirt, and pink mist flowed out from beneath it, blocking out the sunlight and devouring the sky, like an invisible beast swallowing the place called the school.

Everything that once belonged to the school seemed blurry and distorted, and the silence was as if we had entered another world, with only the pink mist flowing quietly.

The hazy scene was beautiful, as beautiful as a girl's unrealistic dream, but unfortunately, none of those who were in it had the chance to appreciate it. Beside Miyashita Mia, the girls lying haphazardly on the ground all closed their eyes, with only their bodies rising and falling slightly as proof that they were still alive.

The girls who remained inside the school and were spared from attack faced an even more tragic fate than simply fainting.

In the mist, the girls, oblivious to the fog, began to breathe rapidly, barely soothing each other's unfulfilled desires. Amidst the shameful moans and the sound of tearing fabric, they unabashedly exposed their hidden sides.

Miyashita Miya looked down at this debauched paradise, silently counting down in her mind.

By squandering magic like this, time is running out for me.

His chest was adorned with black magic patterns the same color as the mist, shimmering with light that pierced through the fog, growing ever more dazzling with the passage of time.

Something that should have belonged to her, yet shouldn't have, slowly began to fill her body again.

Miyashita Mia covered her cheeks with her hands, and the look in her eyes, seen through her fingers, was once again tinged with desire.

Her serpentine gaze swept across the entire academy once more, and a smile spread across her lips.

Her fingers ran through the strands of hair on her forehead, stroking them against the direction in which they fell. The hair that she had just tucked behind her ears fell down to her forehead once more.

She laughed, unfurling the long whip in her hand. The wand, seemingly alive, circled her body, like a cold-blooded beast, flicking its tongue as it searched for its next prey.

"Heh, ha, ha ha."

The girl's laughter grew louder and more outrageous. She covered her forehead, as if she wanted to release all the emotions she had been holding back through laughter.

"Hahaha, is that so? That's how it feels, hahaha."

A thunderous roar, far louder than her maniacal laughter, rang out, abruptly stopping Meya's laughter. Her half-closed pink eyes and face turned toward the source of the sound.

The thunderbolt that struck the ground created a deep, unhealed wound in the hazy sky, and sunlight streamed back through that scar onto the school rooftops.

Under the ray of sunlight that pierced through the fog, the blonde girl's figure resembled a hero highlighted by a spotlight on a stage, embarking on a journey to vanquish the villains.

A golden magic circle lit up from beneath the girl's feet, and in this windless place, her long hair, which reached her waist, fluttered with the electric light.

The girl stepped out of the magic circle, each step filled with power amidst the crackling of lightning. She reached behind her, and a golden handle surrounded by lightning slowly rose from the intricate, swirling runes, which she then grasped in her hand.

The moment the giant hammer fully appeared, its heavy head slammed into the ground, and the magic circle covering the ground, along with the surrounding dense fog, shattered into fleeting bolts of lightning.

The surging mist seemed to come alive, wriggling and beginning to heal the wounds torn open by the lightning.

However, some wounds do not heal completely so easily.

Before the pink mist could spread further, tiny pink ice crystals began to condense in the air. Each ice crystal froze the tiny water droplets that made up the mist. One, two, they connected from points to lines, and from lines to surfaces, corroding the pink sky with countless holes, leaving pink stars hanging in the clear sky under the sunlight.

Then, the stars fell, crashing to the ground and disappearing. The wounds torn open by the ominous mist of lust were also continuously widened as the stars fell.

Amidst the countless pink ice crystals, only the single blue ice bow held by the girl with long, light blue hair blocking the school gate stood out conspicuously.

"Miyashita Miya".

Helica, the Thunder Goddess, pointed her giant hammer at the figure floating in mid-air and gritted her teeth as she called out her name.

Miyashita Mia raised an eyebrow and hummed a little tune she had just made up: "Hmm?"

"You've finally given yourself away." Helica gripped her wand tightly with both hands.

"Oh my, oh my, oh my, what a grand welcome! I'm almost moved to tears. Honestly, all that effort we put into this party has been ruined by you two clueless guys."

Meiya feigned tears as the tattered pink sky seemed to fold, flowing visibly into the long whip in her hand.

The girls, affected by the fog, awoke as if from a dream, screaming and scattering in all directions, searching for the nearest thing to cover their bodies.

Falling from a stage of pleasure that seemed to exist outside of this world into reality, the peaceful school suddenly erupted in excitement.

Mizuno Yu gripped her longbow tightly, watching the girls below her running out of the school gate, protecting their bodies. Their youthful days had been stained with a somber hue.

"Is this what you've been planning all along?" Her brows furrowed as she drew her bow and aimed it at Meiya, who was not far away.

"What was I originally planning to do? Oh well, whatever. Isn't it kind of funny to see the mess of dishes and glasses after a party? What do you guys think?"

This comical scene made Mia's lips curl up a few degrees, and also made Herika and Mizuno Yu, who were caught in the middle, show expressions of disgust.

"As expected, I really hate you boring, tedious, and unreasonable magical girls."

Seeing this expression, Miyashita Miya slowly raised the long whip in her hand.

Then, the whip disappeared, or so the two magical girls saw it, but alarm bells rang in their hearts at the same time.

If I had to use a metaphor to describe how I feel right now, it would be like "falling into the eye of a snake."

"Painful lashings."

In that instant, the results of the training became apparent: a thick, semi-circular ice wall rose up in front of Mizuno Yu, protecting her body; a lightning barrier, flashing with lightning, blocked the lightning Helica.

The pink light and shadow appeared almost simultaneously with their defenses. The elongated whip shadows bloomed everywhere, and whether it was a tangible or intangible object used for defense, it was cut in half without exception when it came into contact with the shadows that had nothing to do with sharpness.

The thick ice wall smoothly cracked into several pieces, then shattered into fragments; the lightning wall that came into contact with the whip shadow was cut open even more directly, and the parts that came into contact with it all disappeared without exception.

It appears that in this initial exchange, both magical girls are being thoroughly suppressed.

Aside from a few scratches on their magical armor, neither of them suffered serious injuries.

But the power belonging to the wand Lilith had already begun to activate, starting from the smallest scratch, impacting the mind and causing one to succumb to desire—none of that happened, only pain, a pain that made one's spirit seem to collapse along with the destroyed defenses, making one want to scream in terror.

Both of them swayed a few times when attacked. Helica, the Thunder Goddess, had to lean on the hammer handle to keep herself from falling. Her constricted pupils and deeply recessed canine teeth showed that her situation was not optimistic.

"Oh dear, oh dear, you don't actually think Lilith only turns people into mindless livestock obsessed with lust, do you?"

Mia lowered her hand, and the long whip reappeared in her palm. She stroked the soft, tiny barbs on it, her gaze sweeping over Helica, who was struggling to stay upright, and over Mizuno Yu, whose body was swaying.

"Pleasure is love, and so is pain. Lilith's abilities are attacks on the mind, but that is my unconditional love."

Meiya opened her arms as if to embrace everything, and sang aloud the praises of her love.

"I see, I can feel your love."

Mizuno Yu regained her balance, and her gaze toward Mia was filled with determination.

Lilith didn't work? But what's with Helica's condition? This guy should be more seriously injured than Helica!

The whip flew out of her hand once again, striking Mizuno Yu squarely on the shoulder, tearing through the magical armor protecting her body and leaving a clear welt on her skin.

This time it really hit! You seemingly strong magical girl, wail in pain and beg for my forgiveness, then be repeatedly tormented by the love bestowed upon you by Lilith, pushed to the limit of your spirit, and become my toy.

But Mizuno Yuu remained unmoved.

Lilith's effect has failed? How could that be!

The long whip lashed out repeatedly, tearing through Mizuno Yu's demonic armor and leaving behind shocking bruises.

The more Mizuno Yu was attacked, the stronger the obsession burning in her eyes became, as if she were standing in the sky, slowly approaching.

"In that case, I must reciprocate your love properly!"

The girl with long, light blue hair approached Meiya, clenched her fist, and swung it toward Meiya's face.

Chapter Ninety-Six: Liberation in the Name of Thor

My body is in a lot of pain.

The places where I was whipped hurt, the places where I wasn't whipped hurt, walking hurts, raising my arms hurts, even breathing hurts.

Mizuno Yu had never experienced such intense pain before. Pain surged from every corner of her body, washing over her mind like a raging tide, pushing her to the brink of collapse at any moment.

But it's okay! All the training we've done before was preparation for today.

Pain should not be a stumbling block to progress, but rather a stepping stone to reach the summit.

This is my trial, this is my resolve!

Mizuno Yu raised her fist and slammed it, imbued with magical power, into Mia's face.

Miyashita Mia's frivolous expression had long since vanished as Mizuno Yui continued on her journey, replaced by a deep sense of unease between her furrowed brows.

But Mia managed to steady herself, raised the long whip in her hand, and precisely lashed the soft area between Mizuno Yu's legs.

Mizuno Yu's fist, which was about to fall, froze for a moment along with her body, and she shuddered from head to toe.

Then she coughed up a mouthful of blood, convulsed, and collapsed stiffly.

So it seems that Lilith is effective.

Miyashita Mia finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although she still didn't know how her opponent had managed to block so many of her attacks, now that the opponent had fallen in front of her, there was no need to ponder such a thing.

Let's hurry up and deal with her; there's another magical girl waiting for me to deal with after her.