Teacher, I am actually a villain magical girl

It’s better to say that I will never forget it.

The classroom where they had originally taken classes was destroyed in the fire. Only the desks and chairs were left with wreckage. The whiteboard with the class students' names written on it collapsed in the ruins, covered with ashes and dust.

The walls of the classroom were broken, and the sunlight outside the building shone into the charred ruins.

This is what happened after she and the weirdo.

After trying his best to defeat the monster, he failed to stop the fire, and his magic power was exhausted, and his transformation was cancelled.

Her only friend was caught in the fire.

By the time the other magical girls arrived and stopped the fire, everything was over.

At this moment, the girl lying in the ruins of the fire, with large areas of skin burned and her originally beautiful face almost unrecognizable, was the last friend that Kuroki Ikuko saw in her memory.

Even though it was a dream, Kuroki Ikuko subconsciously walked to the side of his burned friend, squatted down stupidly, and wanted to hold his friend's hand.

However, her hands had been shaking since a while ago, and she couldn't touch her friend's hand no matter what she did.

"…………"

After that nightmare, she forgot a lot of things as if she was escaping from it all.

I can't even remember my friends' names.

I only remember my friend, with a sweet face like the sun after rain, a soft and pleasant voice, and an innocent and beautiful smile.

However, after witnessing this nightmare once again, those memories slowly resurfaced:

“………Flying Bird.”

Her eyes were fixed and dull as she murmured her friend's name.

Just when she thought it was just a reappearance of a past nightmare...

"Why... didn't you save me?"

A faint and fragile voice was heard in Kuroki Yuuka's ears.

She froze for a moment.

Kuroki Yuuka's whole body froze there, motionless, only his back trembled slightly.

It's not the same as I remember.

However, this had appeared in her nightmares.

It was what she imagined her friend would say.

"I…………"

Kuroki Yuuka opened his mouth blankly but couldn't say anything.

"You are always...cowardly and selfish. You retreat when you encounter something you are afraid of."

"That was the same then. You're always like this."

Friends say things that have never been said.

But Kuroki Ikuko remembered her past self.

When she was in school, my friend always faced the cold stares of her classmates, but she just stayed in the corner, pretending to be sociable, cowardly and silent.

"sorry…………"

After the battle, when she saw her friend trapped in the flames, she also chose to retreat.

And after that, she never got out of that nightmare.

Kuroki Yuuka's eyes flickered and trembled, tears gradually flowed, she cried in a somewhat embarrassed manner and said:

"Just give me a little more time, I will try harder, I will get the power to save you from Yin Yu, I will try my best no matter what the cost, please..."

"Believe me...I don't want to see you like this in my nightmares again..."

However, she only heard her friend's disappointed voice.

"fraud."

"I don't want to see you anymore."

The crying Kuroki Ikuko lowered her head again, and even her crying stopped. She just looked like a wooden chicken.

The world around her, just like her nightmare, was gradually infiltrated and surged by darkness, enveloping the ruins of the nightmare and plunging her entire world into darkness.

“…………Huh?”

And in this dark world, the voice of her friend continued to appear in her ears like a nightmare.

That light yet cold voice pierced Kuroki Yuuko's heart.

"If only you didn't exist."

"Why wasn't you the one who got burned?"

"It would be nice if you died in that fire."

Kuroki Yuuka's eyes had become dim at some point, almost losing their light, leaving only ashes after the flames had burned out, just like her fate after the fire.

She knelt on the ground motionless. There was silence all around her. There was no one in this dark world except her.

And her friend's last words kept coming to her mind.

Why.....she didn't die in that fire.

Thinking of this, she touched her neck, where there was a large mark of burns from the fire, but now there was numbness and no feeling.

If only...she had died at that time.

………………

Next, Kuroki Yuuka’s mind became hazy, and she began to lose track of whether it was a nightmare or reality, something she had experienced or an illusion.

The ruins disappeared after being burned by the flames.

She is currently in a high school called Fengyuan. She only remembers that she transferred to this school because she encountered some unpleasant things in her previous school.

When she first came here, she also thought about starting over.

But since she came here, she felt that she was out of tune with everything around her.

Here, she was alone, without the company of friends, and without the disguise of being sociable as in the past, revealing her gloomy and withdrawn nature.

She hadn't taken care of her hair since some time ago, and it grew long and thick, even covering her eyes. She also took off her uncomfortable contact lenses and replaced them with thick black-framed glasses that looked very similar to the ones worn by a teacher in her class.

In this class, she is taciturn, always sitting alone in her seat, not communicating with others, and doing her own thing.

To be honest, this made her feel a little strange.

Because it would be like her old friend.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember anything about her friend. She only remembered that she was a nerd who loved magical girls just like herself. After they broke up, the only things she had about her friend were the butterfly hairpin her friend gave her and the collector's edition of the magical girl picture book.

After class, she would often open the picture album and just stare at it, doing nothing.

Recently, some strange gossip has emerged about her.

"Is there something wrong with that girl's brain? She's always staring at that magical girl picture book in a daze..."

“It’s a bit strange…”

"A dark, musty smell."

Kuroki Yuuka also heard it, but didn't care.

She remembered that her friend had been told similar things before, and they were just gossip that would not cause any actual harm to her.

Until a boy in the class confessed his love to her.

On an ordinary afternoon, in the corridor outside the classroom, a boy stopped her, confessed his love to her, and asked her if she wanted to date him, in front of many classmates.

She had gone to an all-girls school before and had never experienced anything like this.

But in an ordinary co-educational school, such a thing might be normal.

The boy who confessed his love was a very popular guy in the class, tall and handsome. I heard that he was also a member of the basketball team. Many girls in the class liked him.

Kuroki Ikuko didn't expect that the other party would confess his love to her.

Maybe, although she looks a little gloomy now, she is still cute.

Of course she had no interest in boys and simply rejected them decisively.

And soon after that, trouble found her.

The bell rang shortly afterwards.

Kuroki Yuuko lay dejectedly on the table, propping up the picture album given by his friend with his hands, staring blankly at the silhouettes of the magical girls on it.

Just then, she felt it got a little darker in front of her, as if someone was walking up to her.

"Hey, I just called you several times, can't you hear me?"

The voice of a girl sounded a bit superior, which made Kuroki Yuuka feel disgusted.

She straightened up slightly, turned her head, and saw the popular girl in the class standing next to her with a few friends, while the girl herself was looking down at her.

Kuroki Yuuka lowered his head:

"Is there a problem?"

Her tone was a little cold, which made the girl's pretty face even gloomier.

The girl put one hand on her waist and closed her eyes slightly:

"Why on earth would Kimura-san confess his feelings to you? Do you know what you did?"

At this time, she was beginning to lose control of her anger.

Kimura-san is the boy who confessed his love to Kuroki Ikuka.

At this time, Kuroki Yuuka more or less realized that this girl seemed to have a crush on that boy.

But she didn't have any special reaction.

"Who knows, what does it have to do with me?"

She had no interest in dealing with the girl and continued looking at the album. In fact, she didn't read the contents of the album too seriously, after all, she had seen it many times.

But this angered the girl.

"I'm the one who usually stays with him, and you didn't do anything? And after you rejected him, is this your attitude?"

Girls' logic is incomprehensible.

The school that Kuroki Ikuo attended before was full of girls who were self-righteous but seemed to have many friends.

Now the girls around are also surrounding this beautiful girl. They all seem to agree with her thoughts and feel angry for this beautiful girl.

"Then ask him, don't bother me."

Kuroki Ikuka was too lazy to look at this girl anymore.

She did not try to be sociable and friendly as she had done before, but instead imitated the mature woman in her memory and adopted a cold and lazy attitude.

Just as she ignored the girl and continued to look at the album in her hand, the album in her hand was suddenly snatched away by the girl.

Kuroki Yuuka was stunned for a moment, then looked at the girl:

"give me back."

Her tone was not as calm as before.

The girl seemed to have finally grasped the trick. She took the picture book aside, threw the book away roughly, and glanced at it casually:

"You spend the whole day watching this kind of weird stuff. You're a high school girl, right? Watching this kind of stuff in the classroom is too disgusting."

Kuroki Yuke didn't know what was so disgusting.

She had never known before that there was anything shameful about watching such things.

But people in these schools in this country seem to think these things are weird, and take it for granted that people who watch them are not serious.

No matter what she thought, the people around her also made her feel confused.

She just repeated coldly: