I am the savior, do you have any objection?

Inside the room, four girls were chatting and laughing, playfully teasing each other in their pajamas.

"This is the place. I was planning to go to school as usual today, but when I saw her, I didn't make any contact with her."

Homura Akemi looked through the glass at the four girls inside. At that moment, another Homura Akemi, who looked exactly like her, was looking at the pink-haired girl next to her with a doting expression, watching the ribbon that she had just given her sway in the pink hair.

Seeing someone who looks exactly like you with your friends is a terrifying feeling, but Homura Akemi remained surprisingly calm.

Kerry also looked over.

And they responded by casting a glance back at them.

Although no one turned around, Kerry still felt that he was being observed.

And he once again confirmed the true nature of these girls up close.

And the following words naturally followed.

"Here's what we'll do: you hide first, and we'll wait until the other you is alone before going up to check on things. If she's something strange, we'll just take her away."

Kerry's words make sense.

Homura Akemi didn't want her magical girl identity to be exposed to her friends, even though she didn't know why.

“That makes sense.” Homura Akemi nodded, but showed no intention of leaving.

It seems she only briefly left before meeting with Kerry, having been monitoring the situation inside the whole time.

“Then I’ll find a place to rest for a while. The things you remember should be related to her. Maybe she’s some kind of monster that can steal memories and disguise itself as a human. You keep an eye on it.” Kerry added details to the situation with an air of importance.

“Okay.” Homura Akemi agreed. After all, she knew that there were some strange supernatural powers in this world. As a magical girl herself, she trusted Kree’s words.

……

Even if the senior students' apartments overlook the sea or river, the junior high school girls wouldn't stay too late or even spend the night there.

After playing for a while, the girls went home.

Did Homura Akemi overlook something? In fact, there's no need for tomorrow; the two of them can just wait until tonight to start.

I don't know, but Miki Sayaka's expression darkened when she and Madoka parted ways at the intersection and started walking home alone.

"Hey! Little girl over there, would you mind playing with big brother for a bit? The security situation in Japan hasn't been good these days. After you're done playing, big brother will take you home."

And the voice she expected rang out.

In the shadow of a streetlamp not far from her house, a man with a tuft of hair sticking up on his head, two owls perched on his shoulders, and six eyes staring at her as he walked out.

"Did you wake her up?"

The girl didn't say anything unnecessary.

A chaotic shadow began to distort the reality of this world behind her. A bizarre, ugly, and robust mermaid, like a girl's doodle, appeared behind her like a mountain, its two skeletal arms gripping twin swords as it stared at the person in front of it.

"You actually dare to come looking for trouble? Are you ready to die?"

Homura Akemi

Chapter 563 Enjoying the World Without Thinking

Looking at the witch who appeared behind him and behind him like a substitute, and the space around him that was gradually being distorted.

Kerry pursed his lips, feeling it was unoriginal; it was pretty much the same development he had expected.

However, his expression seemed to be taken as a provocation by the little blue-haired guy opposite him.

Sayaka Miki smiled slightly, and her clothes changed into the familiar knight's uniform that revealed large areas of snow-white flat skin.

"Stop talking nonsense! You demon who came from who-knows-where!"

As she spoke, the girl raised the long sword that had appeared, and the mermaids around her, whose movements were erratically twisting the laws of physics, rushed forward.

Kerry glanced at her, and his unintentionally unrestrained gaze instantly made the messenger of the god feel suffocated. The mermaid witch behind her was also instantly unable to maintain her existence, her power was instantly stripped away, and she could not gather power again no matter what she did.

His body went limp instantly, and he collapsed to the ground.

Although the girl in front of me looks exactly like the little girl in my demonic dream who loved listening to Kree tell hellish jokes, she is not the same person at all.

She should be considered the true artist Sayaka, the blue-haired idiot who plays a crucial role in driving the plot through endless cycles.

Or rather, the forerunners of the principle of circles, the apostles of God.

Miki Sayaka was surprised to feel all her power disappear, and she fell flat on her face.

Then she saw the old Beijing cloth shoes slowly walking towards her under the dim streetlights.

"How...how could this be!"

Sayaka clenched her fist.

...10 minutes later.

"Gulp! Kill me! I really can't fit any more! I really didn't know!"

Kerry looked at Sayaka Miki, her eyes brimming with tears, with a serious expression as she made a sound from deep within her throat, which was still not completely blocked.

Upon hearing her words, Kerry's expression changed.

Keep stuffing them in like crazy.

The owl on Kerry's shoulder watched with a pang of pity as Kerry frantically stuffed a baguette into Sayaka Miki's mouth and then controlled her chewing and swallowing.

"The Goddess of the Underworld, she may really only know that much. Look at her, she's almost bursting at the seams, and she still won't tell us."

"Look, she's almost dead and she still won't talk, she must have an extremely strong mental fortitude! The torture definitely wasn't enough!"

As he spoke, Kerry waved his hand and conjured up uncleaned blue cheese, snake grass water, preserved eggs, and other things that the Japanese dread, preparing to dip these things in coffee and make her eat them all.

"Waaah!"

Upon smelling that odor, Miki Saya shook her head in horror.

"I already said, we don't know what happened either. That demon should have been asleep!"

Hearing that she had adopted a good attitude, completely unlike the stubborn demeanor she had displayed just 10 minutes earlier when she was arrested by Kerry, Kerry waved his hand to make those things disappear.

Why did she fall asleep?

"Cough cough!" Hearing Kerry's words, Sayaka coughed repeatedly while holding onto the park bench.

"Because He has awakened! That demon completely disregards the rules of the world and continues to manipulate it, causing terrible consequences!"

The world was already only half complete, yet she forcibly extracted a portion of the universe's rules and kept it by her side! She completely disregarded what had happened and how the world was in ruins! Inside that demon's courtyard, everything was normal, but she didn't care about anything outside the Silver Court.

The witch, lacking a certain set of rules, could not save all worlds and all times. She incubated those things that would discover problems, and then used them to solve the problems of the universe itself. We, too, had our memories and powers taken away by that demon, and were utterly powerless to stop what was happening.

Cause and effect are not just superimposed on the previous Law of the Cycle and her. The cause that caused her to keep repeating the cycle, the Witch's Night in the world of evil, and her becoming a demon in the infinite repetition, struggling in the redemption of the Law of the Cycle, and the witch outside the Silver Court could not be completely cleansed. The repeated superimposed effects finally awakened a part of the god who had forgotten his mission.

When the Law of Cycles returned, the demon was relentless, wanting to resolve the Witch's Night of Rebirth himself, tearing the world apart once more.

"The only thing we can do is try to get her to sleep!"

Art director Sayaka delivered a long, nonsensical speech.

"You can't speak without those weird adjectives, can you?!"

Kerry continued to take out props.

"Wait! Wait a minute! It's just..."

Actually, there's no need for Sayaka, the artist, to explain further; Kerry already understands.

It's just that Homura Akemi is obsessed; she spends all day hugging her little round thing like she's in a trance.

She's ruined the world! Oh well, I don't care!

What? It seems there are parallel worlds and witches and monsters outside Mitakihara? What does that have to do with me!

The prison hill seems to be in an endless cycle of reincarnation, it's like that!

What Witch's Night? Who the hell is this? Don't disturb my and Madoka's daily life.

The main idea is to ignore everything and turn a blind eye.

As a result, the part of the record that she extracted, belonging to the human record, probably felt pity when the original body kept sensing the girls' prayers.

Then I immediately decided to get the mission accomplished!

I reckon Homura Akemi must have been begging and pleading with Red Bean Paste back then.

As a result, Xiao Yuan still flew away, and she became furious and wanted to pull it down again.

Not only did it fail, but he also somehow fell under the spell of a hypnosis app.

He immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Moreover, given the current situation, not only was he asleep, but he was also deported overnight.

After being woken up by Rick's explosion, she couldn't even find her way back. It's estimated that she only managed to find her way back a few minutes before she sent the message.

However, the deportation was probably not done by the Law of Cycles. The Law of Cycles is a gentle way to save all magical girls who have become witches, and it's likely that even Homura Akemi, who has surpassed the level of a witch, would want to save them.

It might have been done by Sayaka Miki and a few other messengers with independent thinking.

Now that we know the current state of the world here, many of our previous questions can be answered.

However, now that the previous issues have been explained, the current situation has become even stranger because of these past events.

"Then why is there a second Homura Akemi? And why are you all here?"

"We don't know either! We don't know why that demon came looking for us at this time, or why the world has become like this! We don't know why we've become like this. We only regained our memories after she came back!"

Kerry couldn't hold back when he heard this.

Oh! So you were captured when Homura Akemi was alive, and you were captured again after Homura Akemi was gone.

As for why they were said to have been captured, it's because Kerry had combined intelligence to understand what was going on in this world and the current situation.

Previously, Kerry did need to be suspicious, to speculate, and to take a long time to understand, but now that's no longer necessary.

I reason before I have power, and I still reason after I have power. So what am I using this power for?

This is a stage, a stage where the same play is constantly repeated.

However, the lead actors had already been chosen, and the stage was perhaps already redeemed by the principle of salvation.

However, the returning demon probably caused the world to be pulled apart again, leading to an imbalance of power and causing the stage to be set up once more.

[Blue Hair's First Capture]

Ps:

As I write this, I start to feel like next year's theatrical version will really have this plot.

Chapter 564 Kerry, I've come to kill you!

After understanding the situation, Kerry stopped paying attention to Sayaka and left.

On the other side, Homura Akemi watched as her other self used a key to open the sliding door.

That's my home.

Or rather, in her memory, she woke up there this morning, and now she watched someone just like herself enter the room and close the door.

This feeling is strange.

However, it would be strange if another version of her appeared.

Back home, I took off my clothes and put them in a basket. Recalling the wonderful day, I hummed a catchy melody I'd heard somewhere, then lay down on the bed, looked at my phone, closed my eyes, and fell asleep.

Homura Akemi watched as her other self began to breathe evenly before leaving the window.

She seemed to have nowhere to go, but for some reason, she had a strange feeling.

That sounds like jealousy.

She had been living this routine until yesterday, and she didn't understand why she felt feelings other than fear and hatred towards another version of herself.

She even felt an urge to kill that other self so that she could have that kind of life.

She just lived such an ordinary life, so what was there to be jealous of?

Do not understand.