Regarding the fact that my best friend is a magical girl

"Remember, your job is to make everyone like you! Keep smiling!"

Having accepted Milno's suggestion, she found two high-end black flying brooms, preparing to carry me from the survey center to the excavation tunnels at the front.

Since the number of brooms was limited, and Zarazo's role on the moon was not significant, we left her at the exploration center...

Mono's presence wouldn't have made much difference, but she insisted on being Miss Night Owl's driver.

This was my first time riding a flying broomstick, a “witch-style mode of transportation” created by Michelle, filled with stereotypes about witches.

However, Miluno jumped off the broom shortly after mounting it and handed it to me.

"...You come and try riding it."

Do you want me to give it a try?

The expression on her face remained strange, as if she were being sexually assaulted...

"I've never ridden one before."

"It's very simple, just get on and I'll teach you."

"...Hmm, I'll give it a try."

The two Milnos are not that different, except that the one in front of them chose to help Michelle commit suicide in exchange for the agent...

Perhaps in her mind, the agent is more important than her daughter, Michelle?

Mount your flying broom and carefully infuse it with magic.

Although I am merely a data avatar in this new world, my power still far surpasses that of ordinary witches. If I so desire, I can overload this broom...

But I don't want to cause trouble during the live stream, so I have to be careful about the amount of magic I use.

As the broom floated off the ground, Milno sat sideways behind me, one arm around my waist and the other on my shoulder, as if afraid she wouldn't be able to hold me steady, her whole body pressed against me.

What are they doing?

"There is an accelerator and a handbrake on the handlebars, just like on a motorcycle, and there is also a foot brake on the pedals."

"Um……"

Milno's breathing was heavy, making my ears itch.

“Follow this road to the end and you’ll reach the tunnel. Sun Ji is there too; you can meet her.”

Dad...

I should definitely talk to her, but not in the live stream.

"No, I won't see you today."

Miluno didn't insist on my request, but instead pressed her burning cheek against my ear... as if she had a fever, her whole body was hot and she had no strength.

But she couldn't possibly be sick; something must have happened...

Did another Miluno do something?

The construction team built a road beneath the lunar crater to facilitate the movement of construction vehicles and connected it to the excavated sections. However, the lunar city was still under construction, so the roads were still covered with a layer of lunar dust.

A flying broom swept overhead, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Hmm, gulp."

Before even reaching the tunnel, Miluno started groaning uncomfortably. She didn't look well at all, but the live stream hadn't stopped yet, and her condition only made people feel sorry for her.

"Miluno, why don't you take a rest first?"

Before she could nod, I had already pulled over to the side of the road.

There are small rooms every so often along the roadside, each containing an oxygen chamber for rest and daily life. Perhaps there would be a way to make Miluno feel better there...

Even though things are already like this...

Does Michelle show no intention of stopping her live streams?

Chapter 435 A Short Rest on the Moon

(Cerunno)

These rest stops, which are located at intervals along the road, are built on the ground and then transported by a large wormhole device from the survey center. Basically, all the engineering team needs to do is tow them to the designated locations and fix them in place, making the setup quite quick.

The reason for building these stations is to provide people with shelter from the occasional solar wind and dust storms; of course, it's also fine to hide inside engineering vehicles.

"Hmm, it's so small, there's not even room for four people to sit? And there's no gravity?"

Just as Mono complained, the lunar rest station was rather small.

The construction cost here is not high enough to allow for the installation of gravity generators at every station. Even the airlock at the entrance is very small, making it difficult for four people to squeeze in. If they were wearing bulky spacesuits, they would probably have to go through two separate trips to get in.

"It's okay, I can handle the gravity environment."

With a snap of his fingers, the expanded bubble gave gravity to the environment inside the rest pod, and then he helped the still uncomfortable Miluno to lie down on the only small bed to rest.

The bed was hard, but the sheets and blankets were fairly clean. It was just that no one knew how many people had slept in it. Miluno didn't mind, and she breathed a sigh of relief after lying down.

"I'm sorry, I'm feeling a bit strange right now. This has never happened before..."

Not long after, she began to writhe restlessly again, as if ants were crawling on her body.

Should we go see a doctor?

Miluno shook her head with a wry smile.

"No, do you think seeing a doctor would be of any use to my body?"

Magical girls rarely get sick, so there's not a need for many doctors. Since the New World, most clinicians have gone into research or selling pancakes.

"Then you should rest for a while."

Night Owl, the photographer, was very dedicated. As soon as she entered the room, she quietly sat in a corner, and her magic lens was still filming, so my live stream didn't stop either.

Therefore, Miss Sirius is still issuing orders...

"Great~ This is an opportunity, Seruno-chan! That guy's live stream isn't closed yet, show all the viewers your gentleness and thoughtfulness! Win over fans with your talent!"

Although I was originally planning to take care of Miluno, Sirius's words made my act of taking care of her seem utilitarian.

I fetched hot water from the restroom inside the rest stop, wrung out a damp towel, and wiped Miluno's flushed cheeks, which were covered in cold sweat.

"How exactly does it feel? Is it pain?"

Miluno hesitated for a moment before answering, "No, it doesn't hurt... I just feel weak, and then... there's a strange taste in my mouth, and my body feels like it's being touched... It's very itchy... I feel like crying..."

That sounds a bit bad.

"is it?"

I reached out and touched her body, but there was nothing unusual.

At least no ants or tentacles were found.

"It doesn't look like he's sick."

"Of course, my body is the shell of a great will...theoretically, I shouldn't get sick; this is more like a malfunction...but I feel better now."

But how could a god's body malfunction, especially in this virtual world?

Perhaps it really is another Miluno doing something?

"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."

Milno sat up, her body shimmering between reality and illusion.

"Is it okay if I'm alone?" I asked.

"It's okay, I think I know why."

The bathroom inside the rest cabin was tiny, probably less than a square meter, but it was fully equipped. Miluno went in, holding onto the wall, and closed the door...

"She went to the bathroom, is she still streaming?"

"It's off~"

Mono turned his phone toward me, and the screen displayed the message "The anchor is in the bathroom."

"Look, her live stream has stopped!"

That's normal. No matter how outrageous Michelle is, she can't livestream her going to the toilet.

As a result, the number of viewers in my live stream increased at a visible speed. The feeling of being watched by people all over the world made me feel like a line in a zoo.

"Let's take a break first, and then visit the lunar craters."

I maintained my smile even when facing the night owl.

I can't see the comments, so I can only talk to myself in front of the camera.

"Once the lunar city is rebuilt, everyone will have the chance to visit the moon in person! It will definitely be much better than it is now, all dirty and messy~"

She forced herself to keep talking to avoid an awkward silence in the live stream, but Sirius in her earpiece reminded her: "Alright, you don't need to try so hard to smile."

"what?"

“Look outside, the live broadcast signal is being interfered with! That girl actually attracted solar wind to bombard the lunar surface. The crater area is okay, but the communication satellites in the sky are still affected.”

I touched my slightly cramped cheek; it turned out my smile had been for nothing.

"So, the satellite was blown away by the wind?"

Looking out through the small round window in the wall, I saw a gray sandstorm that blotted out the sun, and I finally understood why the roads and buildings were always so dirty.

Sirius explained, "The moon has no atmosphere, so high-energy particles from solar flares will hit the moon without any obstruction, stirring up dust and interfering with communications."

"Then how come these walkie-talkies are still working?"

"Because I'm also on the moon, Zhala and I are at the survey center."

Miss Sirius followed too?

The sandstorm outside the window reduced visibility to less than three meters, so it seems that the live broadcast will not be able to resume for a while.

Mono leaned closer to me, covered his mouth, and whispered, "Isn't that ready yet?"

We anticipated last night that Michelle would restrict our movements online, so we prepared countermeasures... but we weren't ready yet.

"The workload is quite heavy, and everyone in the Earth Crystal is still working hard."