Poor magical girls, work for me!

Despite having never experienced anything firsthand, Momose Sena seems to know everything.

As a magical girl, her life is a complete mess.

Aside from her presentable looks and figure, she didn't think she had anything else to offer as leverage.

but……

In this quiet, private space where you could hear each other breathing, the other person directly refused.

Thankfully...

This future "boss" is at least not the kind of dangerous and capable person she imagined.

But at the same time, there was also a slight sense of disappointment.

The young witcher who wanted to hire her possessed a story-telling quality that seemed to have been honed through countless battles, seemingly casual yet substantial wealth, a youthful and upright figure, and a sharp and distinct profile... All these elements layered together to create an almost illusory, perfect image in her mind.

Are there really people this perfect...?

Little girls always have their imaginations running wild, especially about magical girls...

Knowing a lot doesn't necessarily mean having a lot of experience.

They remain innocent.

Momose Sena's heart pounded uncontrollably.

With just a refusal, she had already sketched out an image of the other person as an upright person in her mind.

My ears are burning.

Her fingertips gripped the rough edge of the hoodie, twisting it repeatedly before she finally released her grip slowly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"I'm...sorry..."

Momose Sena apologized sincerely, her ears turning bright red.

"I... misunderstood."

Gurgle...

The eyeball on the cover moved again, staring at the shy Momose Sena.

My favorability rating has increased again!

"Affection level 45 (Slightly like): After your rejection, the girl's mind started to fill in the blanks for you... Her affection level for you is continuing to rise."

hiss……

Is it version 45?

So fast.

It hasn't even been half an hour since I entered.

My favorability rating jumped to 45!

Ryosuke Miyagi was momentarily startled.

[Affection level 45! Huge boost! The "rich and upright senior" image you unintentionally created has dealt a precise blow to this innocent magical girl.]

She began to develop a vague crush. You see, a magical girl with a 100% affection level (unwavering until death) will open up unprecedented...possibilities for you!

[Reward: Reaching 100 affection points will unlock a special CG (Work hard, the special CGs in the open world are incomparable to those in paper cutouts! Try your best to reach 100 affection points!)]

???

Special CG?

I just want to hire a magical girl to fight monsters...

That's really all...

[Your racing heart is already indicating your interest in special CG!]

Ryosuke Miyagi could sense the slightly intense gaze from Hoshina Momose. He coughed lightly, quickly averting his gaze from her, trying to restore the atmosphere to normal.

He pushed the silver coins in front of him away.

"Keep these five silver coins safe. Do you plan to contact me later, or come with me to the shrine now to make preparations for tonight? After all, we're going to take action tonight."

He glanced at the time; it was almost noon. Matsushima Yukio should have finished get off work by now. He just needed to get the cleansing salt from the shrine and Nanatsuji Kirion to meet up.

"I'll be with you!"

Momose Sena looked up and immediately spoke.

"Please wait a moment!"

She stood up abruptly, bowed, and apologized to Ryosuke Miyagi.

Then he quickly ran into the small changing room.

A short while later, a hoodie, still retaining the lingering scent of a young girl, was tossed out from inside, followed by shorts.

[Momosei Sena is changing clothes. In the cramped space, you can immediately rush over, pick up the hoodie that's still warm from her body, hold it in your hands, and take a deep breath—that's the scent of a young girl's youth~]

[Reward: How to avoid being seen as a pervert when caught sucking on someone else's clothes (What are you thinking? Isn't this perverted?)]

Ryosuke Miyagi's gaze involuntarily drifted towards the cubicle. Under the light of the cubicle, he could see Hoshina Momose's entire shadow cast on the cloth partition. The movements of her changing clothes and the soft rustling of the fabric were intermittent. In the quiet space, even her breathing became exceptionally clear.

It's not out of control...

creak...

The cubicle door was pushed open.

Momose Sena changed into a loose light blue long-sleeved T-shirt, paired with black straight-leg casual pants, and her bare feet were also wearing white socks.

Fresh and casual, less formal, and more relaxed and cute.

"Is this... alright?"

She deliberately twirled halfway around in front of Ryosuke Miyagi to show off her clothes.

Seemingly realizing that her actions were too enthusiastic...

Momose Sena blushed and lowered her head.

He sat back down and glanced at the five silver coins on the ground.

"That's great. Is there anything else you need to bring?"

"No...that's all."

Ryosuke Miyagi stood up and walked towards the door.

Momose Sena immediately crawled over and picked up the silver coins from the ground one by one.

"Lunch is almost ready, how about...?"

He turned around.

Momose Sena was lying on the ground with her butt sticking up, one hand bent and holding a silver coin, the other hand supporting her on the ground.

Her movements froze instantly, as if she had been put on pause.

She remained kneeling, one hand still clutching the silver coin she had just picked up, the other hand supporting her on the floor, her waist slightly sunken, forming an unconsciously suggestive curve.

This is just like a kitten caught stealing cat food.

As soon as Miyagi Ryosuke finished speaking, Momose Sena, feeling guilty, suddenly realized her current predicament.

Blood rushed to her face with a "boom," her ears turned bright red, and even her neck was tinged with pink.

Her face instantly turned as red as a boiling kettle, ready to burst into steam...

"I...I'll be right there!"

She almost shouted it out in a breath, frantically clutching the last silver coin into her palm. Not caring about her disheveled posture, she tried to get up as quickly as possible by pushing off with her knees.

In his panic, he slipped on the floor and almost fell forward.

Be careful.

Ryosuke Miyagi subconsciously crouched down and reached out his hand.

Momose Sena leaned forward and threw herself into his arms!

Half of my body was held in his arms, and my whole body was pressed against him due to gravity.

It feels soft.

Momose Sena quickly stood up.

He clutched the five warm silver coins tightly, and with his other hand, he haphazardly patted off non-existent dust from his trousers.

"Um...lunch..."

Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz; the suggestion that Ryosuke Miyagi hadn't finished saying earlier had become her lifeline.

She was eager to break the awkward atmosphere.

"I...I can do anything! I'll listen to you!"

Momose Sena lowered her head and quickly unzipped the small pocket of her pants.

His movements appeared somewhat clumsy due to nervousness.

It took several tries to open it. I carefully put all five silver coins inside, checked that the zipper was closed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll treat you to lunch. If there's nothing special you need to bring, let's go."

Ryosuke Miyagi walked to the door.

He silently uttered the word "empty" in his mind!

An extremely faint, metallic braking sound suddenly rang out in the empty, silent corridor.

Momose Sena subconsciously looked ahead, her pupils suddenly contracting.

On the previously empty floor of the corridor, a toy bus had somehow appeared.

No, it's an extremely exquisite miniature bus!

It is only the size of a fist, with a matte metallic texture all over. The electronic road sign for the "Tanimachi Line" on the roof glows slightly. Every detail, from the windows and tires to the rearview mirrors, is lifelike, as if it were a work of art created by a top model maker.

But the next second, a faint yet distinct "aura" emanated from the small vehicle.

This is... the aura of a spirit?!

It's a spirit that's been contracted!

"Get in the car."

Momose Sena immediately sensed the spiritual energy emanating from behind her and turned around.

The old, ordinary apartment door behind them, which had just been closed, began to ripple and melt like water in the center of the door panel.

The brown of the wood quickly faded, replaced by the familiar green paint of the bus door. The shape of the door frame also stretched and changed in sync, and the outline of a standard bus rear door clearly emerged, with even the door handle and the "push" sign next to it being exactly the same!

*Sizzle*

The bus doors opened...

Momose Sena reached out her hand and glanced back at the "toy bus" at her feet.

She stretched half an arm out from inside the doorway, appearing in the bus doorway at her feet.

"Let's go inside. Take this to the shrine to pick someone up, and then we'll go out to eat together."

After saying that, Ryosuke Miyagi went inside, and Sena Momose saw a miniature version of Ryosuke Miyagi appear inside the "toy bus" at her feet.

Her mouth gaped open in shock, forming an "O" shape.

That's...that's amazing!

What a unique spirit!!!