Fighting you is like being in jail.

"What do you mean?"

"That is, the life of a human being has come to an end."

"You...you deserve to die!!"

Akemi Homura's pupils contracted, sensing the sadness. As she spoke, her brows furrowed, and she clenched her teeth and fists, wishing she could kill Leng Chang.

Unexpectedly, Leng Chang's eyes flashed with a sly light, and he smiled wickedly, "Even if you reincarnate through time, you can't undo her current state."

"what?"

Homura Akemi was startled and involuntarily took a half step back, her high heels clicking on the ground. She stared wide-eyed at Leng Chang, her mind blank.

"You bastard! You bastard—!!" she roared through gritted teeth, her eyes flashing with murderous intent, a wave of grief washing over her.

In other words, no matter how hard he tries, he can't save Xiaoyuan?

In this way... in this way...

Um??

Wait, is there something else wrong?

Homura Akemi, realizing what was happening, was a little dumbfounded. Her body, which was about to launch an attack, froze in place, and her expression was somewhat blank.

Doesn't this mean that as long as Madoka Kaname handles this situation well, she'll know Kyubey's scheme forever?

Now all we need to do is figure out how to deal with Witch Night?

Eh?

Homura Akemi stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Leng Chang, whose eyes were grinning wickedly, unsure whether he was helping her or something else.

But if that's really the case, then saving Madoka would be much easier.

Now, all we need to do is prevent Madoka from signing a contract with Kyubey and then defeat Witch Night to save everything.

Eh?

Standing frozen in place, Homura Akemi stared at the cold, silent man before her, her movements becoming still.

A few breaths later, she took a deep breath, angrily suppressing her killing intent, and coldly looked at Leng Chang, asking, "What does it mean for a person's life to end! Explain this to me properly!"

"Didn't you already see it?" Leng Chang grinned, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

Homura! Just wait, very soon... very soon you'll see your beloved Madoka carrying a train and running away overnight because she's so embarrassed!

Hee hee hee hee hee—!

To everyone's surprise, Mihoon's pupils dilated and her eyelashes trembled upon hearing this, as the image of her first meeting with Leng Chang flashed through her mind.

Could it be that

"Baby, is it thundering? Is that what you mean? If so, you really don't deserve to be called a human being anymore. I see now, you just don't want to lose face alone, no wonder you wanted me to join before... You're such a disgrace!"

As she spoke, Homura Akemi's eyes lost their luster and filled with disdain.

She abandoned him, her lips curling down in disdain, and she even leaned back slightly, trying to distance herself from Leng Chang.

"..."

In an instant, Leng Chang's eyes narrowed, and his entire body erupted with a fierce aura, standing tall in front of Akemi Homura like a mountain.

“Akemi Homura, it seems our pleasant time together has come to an end.”

"You, you bastard—! You said the worst thing ever—!!"

"My turn! Flash draw—!"

“Akemi Homura! Sinai—!!”

However, the next second Homura Akemi chuckled and immediately stopped time to escape.

Leng Chang was left standing there dumbfounded, and gradually, his arms began to tremble violently.

Today, my hands tremble. Today, my heart aches!

"Come back! You fucking come back—!"

“Ah——!”

Chapter Fifteen: I know everything I know.

The aviation obstruction lights on the high-rise building flashed for the third time in the dark.

Homura Akemi stood on the rooftop water tank, gazing out at the scene, her long black hair flowing in the breeze, feeling the coolness.

After leaving Leng Chang, she couldn't stop smiling. Recalling Leng Chang's actions, she couldn't help but want to laugh, as if she hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.

She, Akemi Homura, finally understood Leng Chang's situation completely.

Simply put, Leng Chang was a complete outsider who came here to complete his own mission. The situation that followed is pretty much what we've seen; although Leng Chang's actions played a significant role, overall, things are now in their favor.

As for why Leng Chang always gives off that feeling of distrust, that's probably another matter entirely.

However, the crisis is not over yet.

There is only one chance. If Madoka Kaname signs a contract with Kyubey again this time, it will be an irreversible ending.

Therefore, we must have a proper talk with Madoka Kaname and explain everything clearly.

......

Madoka Kaname's room.

When a pencil draws a period on paper.

Madoka Kaname stared in surprise, already tasting the cool air blowing in from the open window.

Her long, straight black hair wrapped around Homura Akemi's neck from behind, falling to her chest in the wind, and the faint floral scent was the smell of her shampoo.

Homura Akemi, sitting by the window, gazed at him tenderly.

The chair in front of the desk was empty, and Madoka Kaname stood up, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Xiao Yan, you're here." As her eyelashes trembled for the second time, the vibrant cherry blossoms were a stunning sight.

"Xiaoyuan, shall we talk?"

Homura Akemi sat on the windowsill, stepping one leg into the room, not daring to overstep her bounds even slightly.

"Okay, come in first."

Madoka Kaname nodded, greeting Homura Akemi with a mix of nervousness and excitement.

Snacks, with a sweet taste, were already placed on the small round table in the room.

As Homura Akemi sat down, before she could even speak, Madoka Kaname asked with a smile:

"Xiaoyan came to talk to me about Kyubey, right?"

"Huh?" Homura Akemi's pupils shrank as she stared in surprise ahead, her expression full of astonishment.

But at this moment, the spot in front was empty, and the sound of rummaging could be heard from the side.

"I remember putting it here... I found it!"

Madoka Kaname's surprised voice came from the pile of books. She pulled out a manga book from the pile of books. It was "Puella Magi Madoka Magica".

"This is it, Xiaoyan. You'll understand everything after you see it."

She placed the comic book on the round table and pushed it forward, the friction between the comic book and the round table being subtle and minute.

When Homura Akemi saw the comic book clearly.

Her body stiffened, and her pupils trembled uncontrollably.

Puella Magi Madoka Magica... Could it be...?

In an instant, the only sound in the room was the turning of pages. Homura Akemi's eyes darted up and down rapidly as the manga's plot gradually imprinted itself into her mind.

Yes, it's true!

The plot of the comic book was exactly the same as what I had encountered before. Although some parts had not happened yet, the process of past reincarnations was exactly the same.

"How is this possible? Xiaoyuan, where did you get this?"

When Homura Akemi placed the comic book on the round table, her face showed utter shock at the plot, and her open mouth carried a hint of sweetness—the aroma of the snacks on the table.

Kaname Madoka, who was opposite, said, "It was given to me by Leng Chang. I ran into him on the roadside before, and he insisted on giving it to me."

“It was him…” Homura Akemi’s lips trembled slightly, her lips pursed in confusion, her eyes filled with doubt.

Based on previous speculation, Leng Chang was helping her, although his motives were impure, but he did indeed help himself and Xiao Yuan.

Leng Chang's attitude was unpredictable. Recalling how Leng Chang always answered him with an extremely evil and cold aura whenever he asked about his purpose and the price, Leng Chang was always the one to answer.

It was as if it was telling itself that there must be a conspiracy behind this.

However, everything Leng Chang did was moving in a positive direction, even though his motives were impure.

Just why?

Homura Akemi didn't completely trust Leng Chang; after all, he was the one who pushed Madoka Kaname from one fire pit to another. Although she wasn't sure what kind of pit this was now, she didn't trust Leng Chang.

The main problem is the preconceived notion: someone inexplicably stole my bank card and made me call them "Dad."

There's no way I can like someone like that.

It was simply—a twitch.

"Madoka, what do you think of Leng Chang?" Homura Akemi gave up thinking about this strange thing called Leng Chang and looked at Madoka Kaname to hear her thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Madoka Kaname made an "emmm" sound, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Well... although it's strange and inexplicable, it really helped a lot."

"When I was struggling with how to save everyone, he gave me the strength to do so."

As she said these words, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her eyes narrowed with joy.

Homura Akemi said nervously, "But he has impure motives... Perhaps, like Kyubey, there is a conspiracy hidden behind this."

"Hey, Homura."

The sudden words were like a hand gripping her neck, leaving Homura Akemi's worries stuck in her throat.

When Madoka Kaname spoke again, her smile was still on her face, and her voice was already audible.

“I’ve always been proud of the fact that I had the power to save people when they were being deceived by Kyubey. So, no matter what, it’s wonderful to have the power to make a difference now.”

No, don’t!

Homura Akemi's pupils contracted, staring at Madoka Kaname as if in an earthquake. Fear made her instinctively shake her head, and her vision even became distorted.

Just like back then....

Exactly the same.....

"I was able to make it in time when you were attacked, and that's something I've always been proud of. So, it's wonderful to be a magical girl. Goodbye, Homura."

The final farewell of Madoka Kaname from Witch's Night resurfaces in this moment.

His fists under the table were clenched until they turned white, his purple pupils trembled uncontrollably, and tears were streaming down his face.

She seemed to have returned to her former self, weak and powerless, only able to watch everyone leave in the end.

"Madoka..."

Try calling again.

Despair froze her on the dilapidated ruins covered by water, and tears welled up and fell onto her red-rimmed eyes.

At that moment, all she could do was hold onto Xiao Yuan's drooping hand, as if even the gravity that was causing her hand to fall was powerless to stop it.

"it does not matter."

When Madoka Kaname's gentle voice entered my ears.

The round table in front of her was empty, and warm hands embraced her head, the warmth seeping into her brain.

Madoka Kaname held the grieving Homura Akemi and nuzzled her face against hers affectionately.

"It's okay, Xiaoyan. I know, I know everything. So, if you want to cry, just cry."

"Little Madoka...Madoka! Waaaaaah—!"