Regarding the fact that my best friend is a magical girl

It's most likely Ayao's dad, right?

If his actions are exposed, he will definitely be held accountable by the association, so he plans to destroy the association's grassroots support before that happens...

If all the inferences are true, then Ayao's father really is a great villain.

"We've arrived."

Falcon carried me on its back and circled in the sky.

I watched as the white car below drove into the parking lot in front of the library.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: My Mother at Home, Seventeen Years Old

(Albinocotyledon)

As soon as Dad, Mom, and Serino entered the library, Falcon quickly patted my arm.

How can we sneak into the air-raid shelter without being detected?

"No need to hide anymore, just go in."

"Huh? Then what were you doing all this sneaking around? By the way, why were you following Seruno?"

"Don't ask so many questions."

I don't intend to explain, nor is there any need to explain.

The more you talk, the higher the risk of exposure; sometimes, remaining silent is an option.

He jumped off the roof.

The guard at the gatehouse was listening to a crosstalk broadcast when a figure suddenly appeared, startling him. I simply waved to him and walked into the library.

The refuge passage leading to the air-raid shelter was the stairwell leading underground. The lights were on there, and Seruno and the others had obviously already gone down.

Falcon caught up and asked, "Hey! Miluno, are you hiding something from me?"

“I wasn’t even there at the time, so why do you think I know more than you?”

The heavy metal door was ripped apart by Sirius's arm of light; that was a tremendous force, probably only Steel Dragon Metal could contend with it.

I walked through the door and into the still-chaotic air-raid shelter, and to my surprise... my mom was already sitting at the door waiting for me.

“I had a feeling someone was following us… I think you must be the famous ‘Moonlight Gale’?”

I felt a little embarrassed by my mother's flattery.

Moreover, I always felt that they were throwing dirty and tiring jobs at me that were almost tantamount to sending me to my death.

My mother stood with her arms crossed in the middle of the air-raid shelter, while my father was taking pictures at the scene with a DSLR camera. They were probably there to gather evidence and conduct an investigation.

“You are searching for Kagerou, so we wanted to see if there was anything we could do to help. After all, she is our friend.”

I feel a pang of heartache.

Do I really have the right to say this, having watched her being taken away without intervening to keep the secret?

However, no one refuted this, because they were unaware of it.

My mother said confidently, "It's a nice gesture, but there's no need for help, because I can always find the answer."

Then she put on a pair of sunglasses. Before I knew what she was going to do, a strange red light burst forth in her eyes, a light that even the sunglasses couldn't completely block out.

Without a doubt, this is magic.

Faced with this situation, I was naturally speechless, but fortunately, Falcon voiced my questions for me.

Are you a magical girl too?

"That's right, but I'm a support-type magical girl. As you can see... my magic isn't suitable for combat."

"So what are the effects of your magic?"

Although the red glowing eyes effect is cool, it seems like nothing actually happened.

"The magic is called 'Record of Thoughts.' I can rewind time by using the 'thoughts' left here, but these 'thoughts' will dissipate over time, and if I arrive too late, I'll lose all clues... Is this crazy woman the terrorist? Her abilities are like a spider's..."

"Can't we see it?"

"It's possible, but it's a bit troublesome... Old Bai, give it to me."

Wearing sunglasses, the mother, who looked like a blind person, reached out her hand to the father, who then handed her the camera.

Then, Mom pointed the camera at the empty air-raid shelter and started snapping photos.

"Look, you can see it now."

She handed over a camera, which showed the scene of the red-haired magical girl taking away Kagerou, but the missions present were all red silhouettes, and no further details could be seen.

"...Is it impossible to capture the colors?"

“If it were a fresh ‘longing’, it might be possible, but the ‘longing’ here has been going on for more than half a day, so this is the limit for it to be reproduced. However, the ‘longing’ in the brain can be seen more clearly.”

"Longing in the brain?"

falcon was puzzled, and I didn't quite understand either.

“It can be called ‘memory.’ I can directly access the ‘records of thoughts’ in my mind, so as long as I find the people who were present at the time, I can understand the situation more clearly.”

"No wonder you said no one can lie to you...it's practically mind reading!"

Seruno suddenly realized what she meant and pointed to the ceiling.

"Then why not just find Ye Zi? Yang Yan was being hung in this spot when he was captured."

My mother flatly denied it.

"No way! I don't want my son to know that I'm still a magical girl at my age!"

Unfortunately, we already know everything.

They were so shocked that the expression on their faces disappeared.

Although I, as "Miluno", don't have many expressions to begin with.

Seruno advised, "Auntie, you haven't changed back all these years, have you? Your appearance hasn't aged either. Yezi will find out someday."

I had no idea at all...

Mom laughed and said, "We'll see when the time comes. Besides, I don't plan to change back. Like I said before, it's great to be a young magical girl forever."

Will the Star Crystal abandon you if you harbor such selfish desires as to maintain your transformed state in order to stay young forever?

And Dad will get older eventually... although from his perspective, it's not a bad deal...

So, when did Mom become a magical girl?

I've forgotten what she originally looked like. I feel like she's always looked the same. I thought she just took good care of herself.

"Um, I have an idea, but I'm not sure if I should say it."

Seruno raised her hand and stammered, "Can...can we check Secretary Ange's 'longing'?"

My mom reminded me, "I know you suspect her, but we don't have any evidence to take action against her yet."

"We can sneak over... If we combine our efforts, we can surely do something without anyone noticing, right?"

Although the words were inspiring, the underlying message was clearly "illegal."

"You little brat, are you planning to become a lawless outlaw too?"

Mom sighed, but her eyes narrowed into slits.

"Then let's go!"

"Where are you going?" I asked.

We do not know the secretary-general's itinerary or address.

Flacon then suggested, "Why don't you ask Spica or Sirius? Since they're high-ranking members of the association, they should know the addresses of the employees, right?"

But my mom disagreed.

"No, this matter can only be investigated by us. Sirius doesn't know about this, and Spica won't allow our actions. After all, now is not the time to alert them... Besides, we need to consider Secretary-General Ange's wishes and find a more suitable place."

Seruno, however, asked a question unrelated to the topic.

"Um, Miss Spica, do you know who your aunt is?"

"Of course, we often exchange information, but I'm not under her jurisdiction. The Prosecutor's Division belongs to the Association, but it's independent of the Association's system. Prosecutors have a lot of power!"

After all, it is also responsible for internal investigations, combining the functions of the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Procuratorate.

Investigating the collusion between Serino's father and a third-party organization was indeed her parents' job, even though the other party was the association's chairman.

“So… Miss Prosecutor… where are we going now?” I asked.

Calling his own mother "Miss Prosecutor" still feels a bit strange.

"The branch building, the chairman's office... However, we cannot go in through the main gate."

As she spoke, Mom put her hand on Falcon's shoulder.

"This little girl can fly, right? Although there are quite a few of them, I'll have to trouble you to help out!"

"Huh?!"

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Infiltration

(Sun Yao)

"Phew, it's still a bit chilly at night, and the wind is quite strong."

"Little Eagle, can't you turn off that cool glowing braid of yours? It's still blinking, are you a firefly in mating season?"

"Little Eagle" was a nickname Falcon received from his aunt.

No, it shouldn't be called a nickname either; it's just a direct translation of "falcon".

"This is already the darkest it can get! You guys should hurry up and climb in!"

The bubble wrap reduced our weight, allowing Falcon to carry the three burdens to the 72nd floor of the branch building and find an exhaust duct on the exterior wall to push us in... But, does the exhaust duct have that much space?

Although it is quite wide, it is only tall enough to crawl on your stomach.