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

"Just as I just said, the original Dark Magical Girl has very likely broken the seal and been released with Mi's awakening. Even if the original darkness does not pose any threat to you for the time being, Mi and Mashiro are still in St. Yuu Academy, and you, being in St. Yuu Academy, are at the center of the storm."

Yuuki Yukino, who was kneeling in front of the table, put down her teacup, placed her hands on her knees, sat up straight, and showed an unusual seriousness.

The place where Yuuki Eri is now is not in the pitch-black dream world, but in a relatively spacious and simple bedroom.

Yuuki En wasn't entirely unfamiliar with this room. She had come here once before when she was secretly preparing to kidnap Hyakki Senyou, although she had only observed from outside the door. That counted as her visit.

That's right, this is the home of the Minister of a Hundred Demons, and the bedroom of Hyakki Senyū.

In fact, Yuuki Eri had planned to just sit in the living room for a bit, but since Koumori and Hyakki Senyu were being so hospitable, she decided to go along with them.

Originally, Koumori had invited Yuuki Yuki into the house with a big smile, but now she was no longer smiling. She was sitting opposite Yuuki Yuki, deep in thought.

The teacup in front of Hong Moli was always filled with steam and the aroma of black tea, but she never touched the liquid in it once, and not even a ripple appeared on the surface of the tea soup.

The same calm did not reflect on Koumori's face; the silent Koumori now gave the impression of the calm before the storm.

After a long silence, Hong Moli raised her eyes, which looked as if they had been soaked in blood.

"So what do you think we should do? Abandon our current lives and hide in some unknown place to escape the coming storm? Just like those two women?"

“That’s impossible.” Hong Moli’s question was quite sharp, causing Yuuki Yuuki to shake her head in denial, but her dry throat made it extremely difficult for her to give this answer.

Yuuki Yukino's decision to tell Koumori and Yuuki everything was indeed partly a warning, but neither Koumori nor Yuuki Yukino herself could do anything about it.

Hong Moli was definitely more flustered inside than she appeared on the surface; those slightly unfriendly tones were just a slight outward manifestation of her uncontrollable emotions.

“You know that’s impossible, and I know you’re reminding us because you’re worried that we’ll be affected by this storm as your companions.” Hong Moli only said this much before pressing her lips together.

After a long while, Hong Moli seemed to have thought of something, nodding repeatedly, piecing together the reason why Yuuki Eri appeared here based on her guesses.

Soon, Hong Moli should have reached the answer in her heart, and her unpredictable expression stabilized—albeit a stabilization that was in the direction of something worse.

"My elder sisters don't know about this yet, do they?"

This time it was Yuuki Yukino's turn to nod.

"Phew, no wonder. Even if we knew all this, we wouldn't worry about you like our older sister does. Besides, we're both corrupted magical girls, so you chose us as your first stop?"

“It’s not that you don’t worry about me, but only you have the perspective to analyze this with me from the most calm point of view after hearing about it.”

"So you're not going to tell your older sister?"

“I didn’t intend to hide it from Baqi, nor did I intend to tell her on my own initiative.”

"Fine, I understand. I was foolish enough to not want to tell Qianyou about my situation back then. If you can't do it, I can pass on the message for you. So, do you need it?"

“No, no need, I’ll tell you myself.” Yuuki Yu picked up the teacup on the table again, but this time she put it down before even bringing it to her lips. “Sharing this information with you and hearing your opinions is not my main purpose. I’m here to tell you something: stop investigating Asahimi. She may be much more dangerous than we think.”

"Yes. I understand." Hong Moli nodded thoughtfully. "Don't do anything foolish by yourself."

Yuuki Yui slightly opened her mouth, the surprise on her face vanishing in an instant, then she shook her head helplessly, a helpless smile appearing on her lips.

"understood."

As if the somewhat oppressive atmosphere was hard for Yuuki Yu to accept, she stretched and then abruptly changed the subject.

"Oh, by the way, I brought you a gift."

"A gift?" Koumori was puzzled for a moment, then seemed to understand what Yuuki Yuuki meant, and her expression changed: "Should we open this gift somewhere else?"

……

An abandoned warehouse in Moonsea City, unknown to most.

thump.

Black Feather Rebirth, whose entire body was covered in tentacles, was thrown in front of Red Jasmine.

At this moment, there was no trace of the arrogant student council president of St. Yūkyū Academy from half a year ago in Kuroba Laisei.

Her once beautiful black hair had become incredibly frizzy, her eyes seemed to have dimmed considerably, and her fair skin had lost some of the radiance of a teenage girl. But the biggest change was probably in the aura she exuded.

The original Kuroba Laisei was confident, even arrogant, but now she is like a stray puppy, and it is impossible to find any trace of her former strength in her.

This has nothing to do with the tentacles wrapped around her to prevent her from moving around. Even if those tentacles were removed, and even if Kuroba were given a bright and beautiful outfit in her next life, she would never regain her former spiritedness.

Of course, Hong Moli thought this was a good thing.

It would be best if this guy never recovered.

"Yuki Yukino, what does that mean?"

Hong Moli's expression shifted between light and dark for a while. Bai Gui Qianyou, who had been traveling with her without saying a word, was no longer as calm as usual. The gloom in her eyes was overflowing through her usually expressionless face.

Yuuki Yui shrugged: "Although I do have some scores to settle with her, it would be better to leave it to you guys to handle, wouldn't it?"

Just as Yuuki Yuki said, Kuroba Reisei was only targeting Yuuki Yuki. Yuuki Yuki's malice towards Kuroba Reisei wasn't actually that strong; it was more of a feeling of disgust that was at play.

The person who truly suffered the most from Kuroba Reisei was Koumori. It was because Koumori arrived after Kuroba Reisei had already been defeated and was beaten to the punch by Seishin, that she didn't have the chance to deal with Kuroba Reisei herself.

Later, when Koumari discovered that Kuroba Reincarnation still existed in this world, she was both angry and delighted.

The anger stems from the fact that the Black Feather Reincarnation, who should be punished, is still at large.

The joy stemmed from the fact that the opportunity for revenge had once again been returned to their hands.

Later, because Kuroba Reisei escaped with Seishin, and the two of them were taken in by Yuuki Yui, Koumori couldn't say anything about it, much less act recklessly and start seeking revenge.

The greater good is paramount. Hong Moli does not want to see any more serious problems caused by her personal grudges.

With Seishion re-abducted, Kuroba Reisei lost the meaning of continuing to receive Yuuki Eri's protection, since she had never been part of Urobuchi Mashiro's plan.

Therefore, when Yuuki deliberately mentioned the gift, Koumori already knew what a grand gift it was.

“That’s true.” Hong Moli crossed her arms and sighed helplessly, shaking her head slightly. “If you could bring Gen Urobuchi Mashiro with you, I might be happier.”

"Isn't this request a bit too much to ask?"

“That’s true.” Hong Moli sighed even more softly, “Since you’ve entrusted her to me, it’s my freedom to decide what she becomes, right?”

"of course."

"Then I'll take it easy."

"So, should I excuse myself?" Yuuki Yui pretended to turn around.

“No.” Koumori softly refused Yuuki Yukino’s request: “I would prefer that you watch over her with me.”

Under Yuuki Yuki's watchful gaze, Koumori raised a buzzing chainsaw. The high-speed spinning blade touched the tentacles wrapped around Kuroba Reisei's body, slicing the magical creations used to bind Kuroba Reisei to pieces.

“I can remove them on my own, as long as you say so,” Yuuki Yui muttered from the side, but Koumori didn’t respond to Yuuki Yui’s pointless remark.

The fragmented magic dissipated, revealing the form of Kuroba's reincarnation before her transformation.

Hong Moli's gaze grew increasingly solemn. She slowly raised her wrist, bringing the constantly roaring chainsaw to the neck of Kuroba Laisei. A chilling aura spun rapidly against Kuroba Laisei's slender neck. If Hong Moli were to extend her arm even slightly, Kuroba Laisei's head would surely fly far away like a ball.

Hong Moli's breathing grew heavier and heavier. Just looking at Kuroba Laisei kneeling on the ground like this, she felt a surge of heat rushing to her head, interfering with her normal thinking.

A voice whispered in my ear, repeating its devilish whispers over and over.

Go do it, go do it.

Even if I actually did it, no one would have anything to say about it.

Kuroba Reincarnation is a heinous person who has taken countless lives, an evildoer who cannot be punished by law or ordinary rules. As a fallen magical girl, I have the right and the qualification to do so.

Even if her choice led to some tragic scene, Yuuki Yuki wouldn't say anything, and neither would Hyakki Senyū; she could have done it anyway.

It only takes a few centimeters, and it will all be over.

To her surprise, Hong Moli discovered that her wand, which moved as freely as an arm, was trembling.

My own hands were shaking.

What was he afraid of? Was he afraid of taking the other person's life? Or was he afraid of this wicked person who was already on the verge of death and powerless to resist?

Hong Moli gripped her wand tighter, taking a deep breath of the stale air in the warehouse. The pungent smell that filled her lungs seemed to make her even more irritable.

Yuuki Yukino is looking at him, and Kuroba Rise is looking up at him. Even if he can't notice them, Hyakki Senyou behind him must also be looking at him.

What am I hesitating about? And what am I afraid of?

This problem troubled Hong Moli, making her hesitate to bring her wand down.

Time passed second by second, and apart from the roar of the chainsaw, the entire warehouse was completely silent.

boom.

With a light touch, Hong Moli placed her other hand on the wrist holding the chainsaw. The muffled sound was almost inaudible amidst the roar of the chainsaw.

Slowly, slowly, Hong Moli forcefully pulled her wrist down, allowing her hand to gradually lower.

The rapidly spinning saw blade moved further and further away from Kuroba Laishi's neck, eventually stopping at a safe distance.

Hong Moli was panting heavily, her face as dark as if she had swallowed a whole cloud of gloom.

The saw chain turned slower and slower, the motor noise grew quieter and quieter, and finally it fell into complete silence.

Hong Moli slowly released her grip on the chainsaw, and it crashed to the ground.

Her hands were still shaking, shaking incessantly.

"Moli."

Hyakki Chiyu reached out her hand, but it was gently pushed away by Koumori's trembling fingertips.

boom.

Kuroba Reisei's body flew out like a cannonball, crashing solidly into a pile of discarded junk. The impact knocked over the already crumbling junk, causing iron buckets and miscellaneous small parts to fall to the ground with a clatter, burying most of Kuroba Reisei's body underneath.

On the other side, Hong Moli's raised leg was slowly being lowered.

Koumori's kick wasn't particularly heavy, but that only applies to magical girls.

To know the extent of the injury caused by Kuroba Reisen's kick, one only needs to know one fact—Koumari didn't hold back at all.

Everything fell silent, with only the clanging of nails rolling on the dusty warehouse floor as proof that time continued to flow forward.

"Goo."

Kuroba Laishi gagged.

Then, she struggled to her feet from the pile of debris that had buried her, using both her knees and hands to crawl to the side in a kneeling position.

Then, Kuroba Laisei began to dry heave repeatedly, but nothing came out of her empty stomach. However, tears, coughed up in pain, kept falling from her eyes.

Along with the blood, drops of blood dripped from the wounds on her body caused by various sharp objects cutting or piercing her. However, she only suffered this little injury after being kicked solidly by the magical girl, which can only be said to be that Koumori ultimately showed mercy.