Give children a little self-destruction shock to their worldview.

He rolled his eyes and stopped singing: "Who are you? What are you doing in someone else's room in the middle of the night?"

Tohno Hitomi was getting a little frustrated: "...Why am I the weird one here?"

Isn't the human head player a bit strange?

"Who's the kind person who breaks into someone's bedroom in the middle of the night? Get out of here, or I'll bite you!" Ren Tou said, being a very conscientious gatekeeper.

She bared her sharp teeth, and it seemed that the threat of "biting" was indeed very strong.

In fact, the threat level was indeed extraordinary. After all, her bite force was enough to tear a thief to pieces... provided she still had the strength to exert herself.

It's probably a bear trap now.

"You can bite? How can you bite people... Wait a minute!" Hitomi Tohno exclaimed in shock, "W-what are you?"

What is this? A talking head? Is this something magic can do? It looks terrifying!

Where did Mayumi get it from...? Ah, I remember now, Mayumi seems to have cut off the enemy's head...? Is this the enemy's head?

Hitomi Tono was in complete confusion.

She had originally come to check on Mayumi Haga's mental state, but upon entering, she noticed that things seemed to be rapidly taking a bizarre turn.

Such otherworldly decorations are indeed very impactful for native magical girls.

The "Friend's Head" item features anti-theft, door-guarding, and music playback functions, and its aesthetic appeal is enhanced when placed indoors... This is simply too avant-garde.

"Shh, shh! I finally managed to get Mayumi to sleep, don't talk so loudly!"

"...But it seems your voice is louder than mine."

With a click, the light was turned on.

Mayumi Haga had woken up sometime earlier, reached out and turned on the room light, staring blankly at everything in front of her.

Chapter 89: Isn't it pretty good too?

Mayumi Haga had actually woken up when Hitomi Tono inserted the key into the door.

Although she fell asleep peacefully, she remained vigilant and her sleep was very light; she would wake up at the slightest noise.

After she woke up, she heard the singing of Megrana.

The singing was real, right beside her, not in a dream.

Thinking about how he had brought back Megaran's head, Mayumi Haga understood.

Actually, such things have happened in her world before, like severed heads that can still talk... but those are just snippets in bedtime stories, similar to the "Santa Claus" in this world, which Mayumi Haga doesn't really believe.

In the era in which she was born, the ancient races had already declined. The giants and elves had almost disappeared, and the aquatic race was the easiest to find. However, ordinary humans could not even get close to that swampy forest.

Yuga Mayumi heard from her mother that she seemed to have a tiny bit of elven blood in her body, so faint that it was negligible and wouldn't show up on her face. She looked no different from an ordinary human, but it still gave her exceptional archery talent.

When Haga Mayumi nocks and shoots an arrow in mid-air, everything around him slows down, as if time stands still.

This talent comes from her elven bloodline.

Compared to the races of her time, the ancient races were incredibly fortunate. In the era in which the ancient races lived, countless legends roamed the land, the terrain could be altered at will, rivers could be drunk dry, and the sky could be grasped in their hands.

They were a race that was close to the concept of gods in this world, but as times changed, that great power gradually faded from the ground, and these races, whose lifespan was originally close to infinite, eventually declined.

If the calamity had chosen to invade in that era, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

But the world is constantly changing.

When she was born, humanity had already begun to learn powers beyond witchcraft. Witchcraft and ancient races were gradually fading from the scene.

If given more time to allow the new power to dominate the world to officially emerge, they wouldn't have suffered such a humiliating defeat in the face of calamity.

Mayumi Haga was aware of this.

She felt sadness and helplessness for the continent of Alamo where she originally lived.

Closer to home.

Because the aquatic race is an ancient race, and perhaps also due to the strange rules of this world... the fact that Megarane's head has come to life, possesses consciousness, and can communicate with him is indeed a significant event.

Mayumi Haga found some solace in the heavy mood she felt after killing her friend.

Hitomi Tono barged in and started arguing with Megaran, which she hadn't expected.

Unable to pretend to be asleep any longer due to the noise, Mayumi Haga had no choice but to turn on the light, catching the two trespassers red-handed.

She asked helplessly, "What...are you doing?"

Hitomi Tono subconsciously exchanged a glance with Megaran, panicking: Oh no, we really woke Mayumi up!

Hitomi Tono scratched her head: "Um, Mayumi, I just wanted to come and see you because I heard that you... seemed to have gone through something not so good."

She glanced at Megranie, who was initially a little confused, but then suddenly realized what was going on.

So it turns out they care about Mayumi's mental health; Mayumi's friend in this world.

She seems to be an interesting little girl.

“You can tell me anything, we’re friends!” Hitomi Tono said earnestly. “You’re an important friend to me, and I’ll help you no matter what. You don’t need to keep things bottled up inside.”

Mograine found it even more amusing, and she teased Tono Hitomi, "How important is it?"

Taken aback by the sudden question, Tono Hitomi blushed for some reason: "It's...it's the most important thing..."

Oh wow, such an obvious reaction?

Whose best friend sneaks up to the bedside silently in the middle of the night?

Could this guy actually like real bows?

Miss Megranée narrowed her eyes mischievously, her gaze darting between Hitomi Tono and Mayumi Haga.

Mayumi Haga certainly has a beautiful appearance.

The other person has an upright style of conduct, is polite, reliable, gentle and considerate, and sometimes even a wooden face is a special bonus.

Because it's not in Guardian form, the Mayumi Haga that Megarane is seeing now is the one she likes best—"so tender it's almost dripping wet."

Seventeen years old, black hair and black eyes, still dressed casually at home. Her hair was still a little messy and frizzy from lying in bed, which was very cute.

To be honest, if Megaran were still alive and had just met Mayumi Haga, she would still be competing with Hitomi Tono to some extent.

But she no longer has those thoughts.

After her soul was devoured by the calamity, she was occasionally able to see things about Mayumi Haga from other souls.

Mayumi is not doing well.

It was more than just not good; the quiet, innocent little feather that should have been traveling freely had turned into a lifeless, desperate figure. Even without seeing the process, one could tell how torturous it was.

Many times, Megrana felt that things would be much better if the other side stopped resisting so fiercely.

How did he endure such pain and torment...? Megrana couldn't even begin to imagine.

That is why, after regaining some of her sanity, Megaran hopes that Mayumi Haga can find the happiness she deserves in this world.

Whether it's love, friendship, or family, Mayumi Haga's wounded heart needs healing.

She was a little worried when she saw that Mayumi Haga lived alone and her house felt empty. But then, in the middle of the night, Hitomi Tono came running over to check on Mayumi, which was quite heartwarming.

Isn't this fine too?

Mayumi isn't the type to take initiative, so it's wonderful that she was able to make warm friends and experience genuine affection in this world after going through something like that.

Megrana smiled with satisfaction.

Anyway, she had already achieved her own goal when she was driven mad by the calamity, and as a friend who had already died, she would not be low in Mayumi's heart.

Hmph, how can the living fight against the dead?

There's absolutely no chance of winning!

In any case, Mayumi will definitely have a place in her heart.

Just as he was feeling smug, suddenly, everything went black before Megraës' eyes—

—It turned out that it was Mayumi Haga who reached out and turned her face away.

"???" she exclaimed in shock. "Mayumi, what are you doing?"

Mayumi Haga frowned: "I'm not used to having someone watching me while I sleep."

She was very sensitive to other people's gazes, especially since Megaranie's gaze was often strange.

Megrana: ...

She overlooked one point.

Generally speaking, the dead don't talk like she does, nor do they force their way into Mayumi Haga's life.

Chapter Ninety: I Want to Eat Meat!!!

When the Orange Juice Monster Jeffrey awoke from his core state, Arisu Akari had not yet found him.

He painstakingly used his remaining magic to draw water from the surrounding air, coating the light gray core with orange juice to rebuild his body.

call……

Although he was in core mode and couldn't see anything just now, he heard the mermaid and another person leaving. Now that the mermaid shouldn't be around, he might be able to escape.

The orange juice monster cautiously extended its jelly-like tentacles, dragged itself to the side of the locker, and looked outside.

nobody.

He breathed a sigh of relief and began to climb down with difficulty.

Reconstructing a body requires a large amount of magic power, and the Orange Juice Monster isn't usually the type to store enough magic power. Monsters like him will acquire magic power as long as the presence of "orange juice" is strong enough in human daily life.

However, no matter what, there will always be a relatively low ceiling.

This type of weirdo has very poor growth potential and is incomparable to other types of weirdos.

The Orange Juice Monster was originally about twice the size of a normal human, but now he's only a small ball the size of a fist. He doesn't store up much magic power, instead using it all for his work.

The Orange Juice Monster Jeffrey's innate magic does not possess offensive power, but it can be very effective in researching new products.

He can turn liquids into orange juice, but the quality of orange juice is positively correlated with the quality of the raw materials used, so the orange juice eccentric has been trying to find more suitable raw materials for orange juice.

Unfit liquids like gasoline and sewage can be turned into orange juice, but the taste is terrible, almost exactly the same as the original ingredients. However, these normally harmful liquids will no longer be toxic to humans after Jeffrey turns them into orange juice.

In some ways, this magic is indeed very powerful.

No matter what kind of liquid it is, the Orange Juice Monster can turn it into orange juice without being detected. In this way, even if the raw materials do not meet hygiene standards, they can still be sold to the public.

However, his goal is not to make money, but to keep striving for the most perfect orange juice, and as a food businessman, the Orange Juice Freak also has his own principles.

He has obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness.

This can be seen from the fact that he deliberately prepared a sealed shell for himself that could isolate him from external bacteria.

Even just dust falling on him was unbearable for him.

Now, because Megaran has taken out his core, he has not enough magic left to solidify his body, so he can only make do with what he has.

Once you get home, be sure to soak your core in pure water to give yourself a cleaner body...

After landing, the orange juice monster solidified into a tiny figure about the size of a hand. He carefully navigated around the puddles in the staff break room and jogged outside.

Get out of here quickly.

The magical girl's help has arrived, so there's no need for me to stay here. It's better to escape while the chaos is still going.

The orange juice monster, who was always very self-aware of his abilities, slipped out of the door and began to move along the corner of the wall.

In fact, by the time he regained consciousness, the battle between Mayumi Haga and Megaran had already ended.

He looked down into the empty corridor and saw only a layer of light orange liquid on the floor, which seemed to have spilled out from somewhere.

Because they are mixed with water, the original color of these liquids is diluted, making them look like mellow wine, with a clear amber color.

Although it was slightly dirty due to the dust and dirt mixed in, it made the corridor ceiling reflect shimmering light.

……What's this?

The orange juice freak Jeffrey instinctively held his breath.

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In the morning, Mayumi Haga was getting ready to leave for school.

“I don’t want to drink orange juice anymore. Can’t you find me some raw meat?” Megrané complained at the coffee table in the living room.