I, Madoka Kaname, am just a Kamen Rider passing by

"Fifteen years... you've worked so hard, Homura."

Rubbing the girl's back, Xiaoyuan felt a little complicated, and in the end, all she could give to Homura Akemi was just this kind of indifferent reply.

But for Homura Akemi, these words are enough.

Many times, the content of the words is not the most important thing. What matters is who says them and when. Even the same words can produce completely different feelings when spoken to different people, in different contexts, and in different atmospheres.

"Hey, Madoka, maybe you don't remember it, but we once made a promise."

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and a sinister smile appeared on the face of the girl with her back to Xiaoyuan.

"Promise?"

Hearing this, Madoka subconsciously tried to find her memory of the agreement between her and Homura. At the moment when she was distracted, Homura took advantage of her unprepared moment, grabbed Madoka's arm and pressed her under her.

"Yes, it's an agreement."

Facing the girl's surprised eyes, Homura Akemi kissed her with a wicked smile, and her deft tongue gently pried open her slightly open lips and teeth.

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Chapter 70 You have to try to draw something that does not exist

A drawing board and a crayon.

On a summer afternoon, a slightly warm breeze slowly blows into the room.

"Tatsuya, you have to try to draw something that doesn't exist."

She was much older than her brother and always had a gentle smile on her face. She carefully held the toddler's hand holding the crayon as if she was holding a precious treasure.

It seemed that everything in the world was not as important to her as the child in front of her.

Children are the most precious treasures in the world.

It is true that she had a younger brother in her previous life, but to be honest, that guy was a naughty kid since he was young. The girl was worried about him, and this was the first time she had taken care of a well-behaved kid like Tatsuya from another family.

"Something that doesn't exist?"

Tilting his head, Tatsuya looked at his sister in confusion. Although she had repeated it many times, the young child still could not understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Human learning is indeed a process of copying and pasting, just like a repeater. I don't deny that this is no different from a machine... Maybe it's too early for you to say this, and you may forget this in the future..."

The girl's tone was bitter and helpless, and although the young Tatsuya could not understand, he comforted his sister in a baby voice.

"No, I will keep your words in mind."

There was a determined gleam in the young child's eyes, and that look was in no way inferior to that of a reliable adult man.

"Very good, you are worthy of being my younger brother. You can flirt with girls at such a young age. I believe you will become a great man in the future." After all, the name Tatsuya sounds like a name that carries great expectations.

"The difference between humans and machines is the ability to repaint this colorless world with colors that belong only to humans. Even soap bubbles that have lost their colors can be given colors..."

One after another, the girl uttered many words that even Da Ye could not understand now, but he engraved these words in his mind like a sponge absorbing water.

"Creation. Humans can create beautiful things that do not exist in this world. The foundation of this creation is the ultimate emotion. It doesn't matter if you can't understand it now. As long as you can keep it in mind, you will be able to understand it one day in the future."

In the reflection of the sunlight, in the image reflected on the retina of the young child, the girl seems to have a color that does not belong to human beings, as if she is watching in the distance alone, with no one knowing, no one understanding, and no one asking for help. Even so, she still deeply loves human beings and is a goddess who gives everything for them.

"The extreme of human emotion, powerful enough to destroy the world and the universe."

Those are words that "realists" will certainly sneer at, but throughout history, countless miracles and incredible feats are built on this. The reason why humans have possibilities that Kyubey cannot understand is precisely because of this feeling.

"Einstein, the greatest scientist in the world, once said that the strongest and greatest energy in the universe, which cannot be concluded through calculation, is love."

In the fragments of memory, the figure of the girl talking to herself seemed like it happened yesterday, but she had disappeared for a long time. When she asked her father, all she got was silence and silent tears.

Suddenly, I woke up from the dream.

The child woke up from his dream, and all he saw was the empty room again, but there was still some warmth in his palms. A note lay in Tatsuya's hand, with only a short sentence written on it.

"Sister will always love you... and goodbye, Tatsuya." As if to prevent him from not understanding, there were romanizations on it.

In the dead of night, outside Kaname's house, the rider wearing a black mask drove into the darkness again.

……

"Witch Night... I'm so sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you in this state... It hurts, it hurts..."

Sayaka, lying on the hospital bed, showed an apologetic expression to Madoka, subconsciously raised her arm, but gasped because of the pain in her hand.

The girl sitting beside the bed peeling an apple for Sayaka said nothing, but just quietly looked at the scenery of Mitakihara.

"Sakura Anko, that bad girl-like girl, is she really a former companion of Senior Mami... She really doesn't seem to be in tune with me at all."

After a moment of silence, Madoka stuffed the peeled and cut apple into small pieces into Sayaka's mouth to stop her from complaining.

"Everyone has their own difficulties. Xingzi has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although she says that she is a complete egoist, she actually lives more correctly than anyone else... Well, it's normal to have some minor flaws."

Putting down the fruit knife in her hand, Xiaoyuan picked up the black helmet again.

In fact, because he didn't want to cause trouble, he came to visit Sayaka by climbing over the wall from the fifth-floor window.

"Are you ready to leave so soon? Why don't you stay a little longer?"

"There's no need for that anymore. I feel relieved to see that a fool like you is still full of energy."

"You're still as foul-mouthed as ever, Madoka."

"Foul mouth is not a compliment to girls. If you don't know how to talk tactfully, you will never find a boyfriend."

Sticking out her tongue, Madoka winked at Sayaka playfully.

"Who wants to find a boyfriend? Besides, aren't there a lot of single young people in Japan now?! It's almost becoming a popular culture... and weren't same-sex love and marriage legalized five years ago?" It seemed that Madoka's words touched Sayaka's weakness, and she was even a little incoherent when she refuted.

"It is because of your kind of thinking that this broken island will be destroyed sooner or later."

Putting on the helmet, Madoka waved to Sayaka and then jumped out of the window.

"Ciao～" (Goodbye)

——My best friend.

Hmm? What? You ask Homura Akemi, isn't she my wife?

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"Crepes... Eh? It's already 2036, are there still people selling these? And there's actually FGO in this world... They've even made it to 6.0..."

"Of course, there's nothing strange about it. It's just a near-future setting. If you insist, it's shocking news that both Half-Life 3 and Left 3 Dead were made by Gabe Newell!"

"Emmmm, as an ordinary citizen of Mitakihara who was born and raised, I don't think I can get on the same wavelength with you guys." Although she got a lot of useful (harmful) memories from Li Lin, Xiaoyuan still couldn't get on the same wavelength with Yamadam and Li Lin.

There are only three days left now, and the countdown to the end is almost imminent. At this time, the three Madokas did not choose to continue staying in Homura Akemi's house. Instead, they ran out and prepared to visit all the places that they remembered in this last time.

after all……

Three days later.

No matter what the outcome is.

It’s goodbye forever.

Chapter 71: Hell Ahead

Happy times are always short-lived.

Under the guidance of the real Madoka, the girl traveled all over Mitakihara, firmly recording all the scenery of the city deep in her mind.

Three days later, the end came.

Hurricanes and heavy rains will befall Mitakihara. All citizens are requested to go to the underground shelters. During these few days, all screens in the city are forced to play this somewhat desperate scene. Even the Tokyo TV station rarely broadcasts the animation as usual.

For ordinary people who cannot observe the witch, it is nothing more than an ordinary natural disaster, but Xiaoyuan is very clear that there is no way to escape in this city. Even if they hide in the underground shelter, they will be swallowed up by the familiars pouring in from various entrances.

The scene in Yuan's dream will reappear before her eyes again, but this time it will not be an illusion, but reality, and everyone will die.

However, on such a day, Xiaoyuan, wearing an apron, was still humming calmly, flipping the fried eggs in the pan with a spatula, and the aroma of fat and eggs filled the air.

The girl ignored the alarms sounded by the host on TV and the noise on the street, as if they didn't exist at all.

Fried eggs, bacon, warm milk and slightly burnt toast, topped with butter or jam, may not seem very authentic, but it is very much in line with the Western breakfast shown in Japanese animations.

After all, under normal circumstances, even preparing a semi-finished product would take a while, which is really troublesome for Chinese people who have to get up at six or even five in the morning to prepare for school or work. They also have to wash dishes, and the cost-effectiveness is not as good as going downstairs to buy two buns.

This is the case when it comes to efficiency alone. If it were in the past, the girl would not be able to quite understand this matter, but now she... understands.

Enjoying a homemade breakfast with your family is a pleasure that cannot be bought with any amount of money.

Madoka's family is a typical Western-style family. Although Chiku does make Japanese breakfast occasionally, Madoka is not good at making miso soup, so she has to choose a simpler Western breakfast.

Glancing at Homura Akemi who was cleaning her pistol in the living room, Madoka, who was holding breakfast, coughed lightly. After noticing Madoka's figure, Homura quickly turned on the time stop function, and in the blink of an eye, all the ammunition in the living room disappeared.

"Xiaoyuan, you are dressed like this..."

Super cute, looks like a virtuous wife, I really want to marry her home...

Well, Homura Akemi really couldn't say this. Even though she monitored Madoka almost all day long and knew exactly the color of her underwear every day, there was a difference between peeping and actually confessing. After all, her last name was not Tobiichi.

"Hmm? It's normal to wear an apron when making breakfast, right? You tie your hair up to prevent it from getting stuck to oil or falling into the pot. Wow, compared to that, the milk will get cold if you don't drink it now." With puffed cheeks, as if dissatisfied with Homura's attitude, Madoka handed over the cup of milk, and Homura just scratched her cheek awkwardly, then drank it all in one gulp.

"Um...Madoka, this is..."

The moment she drank the milk, a strong feeling of drowsiness suddenly appeared in Homura Akemi's mind. Realizing that something was wrong, she quickly raised her head, but all she saw was the slightly apologetic smile on the little round face.

She was wearing Mitakihara's school uniform and her long pink hair was tied into two ponytails with a red headband, just like the first time she met Homura Akemi.

——It’s anesthetics and sleeping pills.

Madoka added these to the breakfast she prepared for Homura.

Unlike those sleeping pills that contain 80% starch, these batches were all borrowed by her from the hospital, and the anesthetic was one of the US military supplies stolen by Homura Akemi... That dosage could knock down even an animal the size of an elephant.

It is precisely because the magical girl will not die as long as the Soul Gem is not damaged that Madoka dares to use this dose so boldly. If it were Sayaka, Madoka estimated that this dose would kill that idiot on the spot.

"Goodbye...my love."

The red hairband was taken off and placed in the girl's hands, and the girl kissed her forehead gently.

This was all Homura saw before her consciousness fell into complete darkness.

……

Going against the flow of people rushing towards the shelter entrance, Xiaoyuan resolutely raised her head and looked at the end of the skyline.

Hidden behind the dark clouds, a hazy and illusory figure is floating there.

——Stage Witch.

A natural disaster has been roaming the surface of this planet since the Renaissance. No magical girl can defeat it. Whenever it passes by, it will destroy all civilizations on earth.

"I can't win. With the power of the Ultimate Black Eye alone, even if it burns me to ashes, it still can't win. There is a big difference in quality. Assuming it is a Super Sublimated Ultimate, I should be able to fight it. What's more, there are a considerable number of miscellaneous soldiers."

After observing the magical power of the stage witch, Yamadam came to the conclusion that she was invincible, but there was no pessimism in her tone. Instead, she looked eager to try.

"Ah... Indeed, it is even more powerful than in the dream. Did the incubators do something?"

"Kyubi, this is a race that is really hard to judge."

The one who said this was the real Madoka. Although the three Madokas share the same body and voice, there are subtle differences in how they actually speak.

Stop the increase of entropy... What a good joke it is that a group of summer flies want to stop the coming of winter.

As time passed, the wind and rain became stronger and stronger. Xiaoyuan was the only one left on the cold street. She seemed very lonely, but behind the girl there seemed to be two figures who looked exactly like her.

"Hey, there's hell ahead."

Yamadam's teasing voice rang in the girl's ears, but the girl just answered with a laugh.