MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 242 The Encounter Before Parting
A gentle spring breeze blows, cherry blossoms fall like rain, and it's another vibrant new spring.

Mitakihara, a city where the old and the new blend together, boasts modern skyscrapers and tranquil corners with a classic charm. With its pleasant scenery and mild climate, it's a great place to live.

The weather is fine today, the sky is clear and cloudless, and in the distance, the hazy mountains stretch across the horizon.

In a corner of the city, warm sunlight gently shines down.

A petite girl, almost like a primary school student, was skipping and hopping on her way to school.

She had cherry blossom pink hair, tied into two childlike pigtails with red ribbons, and her round cheeks made her look as cute as a kitten.

A smile played on her lips as she closed her eyes, lightly enjoying the comfort of the spring breeze on her skin. A complex mix of emotions welled up within her as she murmured softly, "Homura, we'll meet again..."

As if remembering something, she opened her eyes, and a tenderness that was hard to describe quietly welled up in the depths of her eyes, mixed with a faint sense of loss.

The memories and karma inherited from another Madoka Kaname corpse will begin a new cycle on this day.

Although she had already prepared herself, the joy of the impending meeting, the sadness of parting, and a touch of loss still quietly crept into her heart, and these complex emotions made her sigh softly. "We'll see each other again, we'll have to part again..."

However, the girl quickly cheered herself up, put on a smile again, and clenched her little fists to encourage herself: "Today is the day I can see Homura again, I should be happy! I can't be sad!"

"Madoka Kaname! Do your best!"

All the loss and sorrow seemed to vanish instantly, and she was filled with vitality again, skipping and hopping forward.

Upon spotting her two friends in the distance, she immediately waved cheerfully and shouted, "Good morning!"

Hitomi Shizuki, with her green hair, smiled and replied, "Good morning."

Sayaka Miki, hands on her hips, said, "Manjuka, you're so slow today."

Her gaze fell on her friend's pigtails. "Wow, those ribbons are so cute."

"Could it be!" Sayaka's lips curled into a mischievous smile as she leaned closer and said, "Spring is here, and my little Mantouka also wants to fall in love and transform into a popular beauty like Hitomi?"

"Ah!" Sayaka hugged Madoka tightly, nuzzling her like a spoiled kitten. "Want to change your image? Start with ribbons, okay? My Madoka is just too cute!"

"Marry me, and I'll take care of you for the rest of my life!"

Xiao Yuan smiled gently, a hint of nostalgia flashing in her eyes as she recounted this scene countless times. She gave the same answer she had given countless times before: "My mother picked this out for me."

"Oh! So, Madoka learned the secret to popularity from her mother, right?" Sayaka grinned mischievously and held out her hand. "Shameless! That's how you deal with a shameless child like that!"

"watch out!"

Hitomi Shizuki watched quietly from the side, while Sayaka secretly reached out and touched Madoka's waist.

"Ouch! It itches!"

"Hey! Manju Kasayaka and Hitomi, good morning!" Just as the two girls were bickering, the red-haired Sakura Kyoko, with a taiyaki in her mouth, walked over with the blonde Tomoe Mami.

Seeing Sayaka tickling Madoka, Kyoko immediately remembered the time she was humiliated by Madoka last time. She swallowed the food in her mouth and rushed over: "You, Sayaka, how dare you bully Mantoka! I'll avenge Mantoka!"

"Hahaha, stop tickling me... Wait, Kyoko, where are you grabbing Madoka, you idiot!"

Watching the three friends playfully bickering, Hitomi Shizuki and Mami Tomoe appeared much more mature.

Having known each other for over half a year, their relationship was only that of acquaintances, friends of friends. At this moment, they simply smiled and nodded to each other, quietly keeping each other company, and then walked into the school gate together.

Ding-dong! The school bell rang.

The teacher cleared her throat and announced with a serious expression, "I have something very important to tell you all today, so please listen carefully!"

"Should a fried egg be fully cooked or half-cooked?" The teacher pointed his pointer at a boy who was staring blankly at him. "Answer me, Nakazawa-kun!"

The boy paused for a moment, then raised his hand, somewhat embarrassed and unsure of what to do, and replied, "Ah, well... um... isn't either one fine?"

"Correct answer! Either way is fine!" The teacher seemed to have received some confirmation, her face showing a hint of seriousness: "If you think that the degree to which an egg is fried determines a woman's charm, then you are completely wrong!"

"Girls, never date a man who only eats half-cooked fried eggs!"

"And boys, be careful not to become adults who have high standards for how perfectly you fry an egg!"

Under the desk, Sayaka turned to Madoka Kaname and whispered, "The teacher blew it up again, didn't he?"

"Hmm, probably." Madoka Kaname tilted her head, staring blankly at everything, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Seriously, no matter which world you're in, teacher, you always end up getting dumped. How many times has this happened now...?"

After a brief complaint, the teacher cleared her throat and smiled, "Alright, next, I'm going to introduce a transfer student to everyone today."

She turned her head to gesture and called to the doorway, "Well then, Xiaomei, welcome."

Then, a girl with long, straight black hair that reached her hips walked in. She had purple eyes and fair skin, and wore a black headband. Her face was indifferent, making her look like an ice queen.

"Now, please introduce yourself," the teacher gestured.

"I am Homura Akemi, nice to meet you." The girl with long, straight black hair spoke calmly, maintaining her indifferent attitude.

After the students applauded and welcomed her, they began to whisper among themselves, "Which school is she from?"

"So beautiful."

"Your skin looks great."

"Her hair is so long."

……

After introducing herself, Homura Akemi stood in front of the podium, her heart filled with a mixture of anticipation, disappointment, and sorrow. Her gaze eagerly turned to that familiar spot, to that familiar girl.

That girl with pink pigtails, that girl who was as cute as a little animal, that girl who saved him, that girl he couldn't save...

Every meeting, every goodbye, is a new encounter.

No matter how many times you've confided in someone, no matter how much emotion you've accumulated, every single time...

Each time they met, he could only endure the excruciating pain in his heart, watching that incredibly familiar girl look at him with unfamiliar eyes.

Despite having already made up her mind that from now on she would only act to save her and no longer accumulate any extra feelings, Homura Akemi still felt an unbearable pain in her heart every time she saw Madoka Kaname's gaze that regarded her as a stranger.

But she still couldn't help herself.

Even though she was always hurt by that girl's gaze, she still held onto a faint hope before each time she stepped into the classroom, hoping that she could see the girl who occupied her entire heart and mind once again.

And then, in the next moment, the purple eyes of the girl with long, straight black hair met the wine-red eyes of the girl with pink hair.

However, Homura Akemi didn't see that familiar, flustered gaze, like that of a small animal. Instead, she saw a pair of gentle eyes staring straight at her.

She also saw the pink-haired girl's lips slightly part, and she silently mouthed, "Houmura..."

"Huh?" Homura Akemi was completely dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)