Regarding the fact that my best friend is a magical girl

However, the black rabbit shook its head.

"No, let's pass the baton of creation to another me."

Why?

Michelle and I had the same question.

What difference does it make whether you give it to Seruno or to me?

To be honest, I never expected that it was Black Rabbit who asked Michelle to hand over the reins to me...

Could it be that she has some kind of ambition?

(Miluno)

I wiped Michelle's eyes and explained, "Serno is just the person chosen by Earth Crystal to be in charge. She doesn't have real power and is still at risk of being impeached. Witches and monsters could very well be removed from this world by Earth Crystal..."

That makes sense.

Earth Crystal is no benevolent entity; it's fortunate that those dark forces have been excluded, they might even be wiped out altogether.

However, using this reason alone seems somewhat unconvincing.

“Since Mom says so, Michelle understands.”

The little one turned over in my arms, straddling my lap and resting his arms on my shoulders.

She continued, "In the next simulation, Michelle will aim to increase the size of the Radiant Body, right?"

It seems this is the memory from the previous round.

Even in the virtual world, real emotions can arise, and these emotions can give rise to either brilliance or darkness.

Michelle's original plan was to gradually increase my size through those little actions, but things didn't always go as planned, and this also awakened fragments of consciousness that had once disappeared in the old world.

This was a blind spot that even the omniscient and omnipotent Michelle was unaware of. Then I was awakened by fragments of consciousness, and this round of simulation gradually led to a confrontation that Michelle had not anticipated.

Nothing goes smoothly for him, and being the creator god must be incredibly frustrating.

Then, the replay of memories abruptly ended in the construction of the new world.

What are your thoughts?

When I asked this, the fragment of consciousness replied, "It's too short, I didn't get enough."

"No, that's not what I'm asking..."

However, it is indeed not long, since the black rabbit story only showed us the beginning and the end, omitting the process.

“Miluno, why do you think she showed you these memories?”

"She wanted me to understand Michelle better, to understand the setbacks she and Michelle went through, so that I could understand the decisions she made."

This is what the Black Rabbit himself said.

"really?"

The fragment of consciousness seemed to have a different opinion, and asked, "Now that you've seen it all, aren't you going to stop Michelle from committing suicide?"

"How could that be?"

“That’s right, these fragmented memories won’t change your opinion. Do you think the other person wouldn’t know this? Of course she knows, she just doesn’t want to say it outright, so she’s conveying this information to you in this way that she doesn’t want Michelle to know.”

Please advise.

No, I don't know either.

I was humbly asking for advice, but this guy was just spouting nonsense at me.

"After all this talk, you still don't have a clue?"

It's just taking advantage of the fact that it only has a voice and no physical body, so it talks nonsense to amuse me!

She then explained, "Don't rush, I'm just giving you a clue. There must be a reason why you chose these memory fragments. Let's watch them a few more times?"

This guy has said something similar before.

She's only good at riddles, and the kind of riddles she doesn't even know the answers to herself.

"What about the concert?"

We don't have many classes.

"Compared to the outside world, time flows much slower within the ocean of consciousness. You can slowly search for the answer. Until that opportunity arrives, this is the only place where you won't be monitored by that girl."

Within the Earth Crystal's ocean of consciousness, time flows much slower than outside, as it requires more time to process the information that gathers.

I never imagined that even my ocean of consciousness would become like that.

"……I see."

Although I'm not very good at using my brain.

But whether it's the Genesis plan, the way to stop Michelle, or a clue left by another version of myself, I should take this time to think it over carefully.

Chapter 459 Miluno's Grand Finale

(Cerunno)

The concert is nearing its end.

Whether it's me, backed by the Earth Crystal and other magical girls, or Milno, supported by a little god, we're both doing our best to win the audience's votes.

We each have one single left, as well as a final duet.

However, the two sides were neck and neck in terms of votes...

The captaincy election was very close, but thankfully it was only close and no conflict occurred. After all, a fight would lower the reputation of both sides, which would not benefit either of them.

However, it was unexpected that Michelle didn't resort to any underhanded tactics. Could it be that she really took Miss Sirius's words to heart?

"Serno".

Miss Terra came over and clung to me again.

"No, don't stick to me... Ugh, my hymen is going to break!!"

Consciousnesses stuck together like this are prone to mixing, especially those that have served in Earth's crystals for a long time. The "membrane" that envelops their consciousness is generally thin, and they can easily mix together.

“Your Miluno has sent over some more information.”

"Huh? What did she say this time?"

"Um……"

Instead of a direct answer, Miss Terra sent the message directly from the level of consciousness.

"Don't trust voter bases?"

It was a very brief message, and it's truly a miracle that those of you with cluster awareness were able to retrieve Miluno's message from that vast torrent of data.

"Could it be that the vote count results were rigged?"

As I asked this question, Terra's consciousness enveloped me even more intensely.

"I told you not to get so close, you're practically inhuman!!"

“The results of the votes are just a reference. We can go through people’s intentions and see whether there are more people who support you or more people who support Miluno.”

Although it's called a captain election, what we're really competing for is who holds more faith; it's just that the captain position reinforces that impression.

"ASAP."

If it turns out that more people supported Miluno in the end, then the vote was indeed rigged, and Michelle was trying to mislead us...

"Yes, there are still more people supporting Miluno, the gap is quite large, about 70/30."

While I was still pondering, Miss Terra had already reached a conclusion.

"Huh, the checkup's over already? That was fast! And the difference is huge!"

"After all, you have an independent consciousness; you're not entirely connected to us, so you can't even speed up your thinking~"

She started hugging me again, seemingly developing a dependence on the feel of my hand.

But my consciousness is just a ball of fluff, isn't it?

"What should we do? We only have one song left to turn things around."

In a sense, Michelle's little trick has succeeded.

“Turning the tide isn’t so easy either; Milno also has a song.”

"I know."

I thought I was being careful enough, but I still got tricked by Michelle.

Miluno was already incredibly talented as an idol; her performance, dance, vocals, and stage presence were all impeccable. In comparison, I was just an amateur.

Faced with such a gap, how can I turn the tide?

Should we flip the table and take direct action? Or tell everyone the truth?

"Calm down~"

Terra, however, was not very flustered.

"Your solo is the last one before the chorus, so you have a relatively big advantage. All you need to do is put on an even more amazing performance than before."

After working for more than three hours, are we still stuck on the last song?

"Isn't that going to work? Compared to Miluno's performance, simply piling on special effects has already caused concert audiences to get tired of it."

"But you get tired of hearing the same guitar performances, don't you?"

"At least I'm not tired of it yet."

Miluno's performance was truly remarkable, like a burning iceberg, like a torch in winter; you could feel its warmth even just watching from afar...

But now is not the time to admire.

Miluno dragged her electric guitar onto the stage, and this solo performance was her closing song; she was sure to give it her all.

"He might smash the guitar again."

Although it's a trope that's been played out to death, throwing it can indeed heat up the atmosphere to an unprecedented level.