Unlimited Ambition

After waiting for a while, and seeing that there was no more movement around, Sayaka rolled off the bed and ran straight to my room.

"...It should be alright now." At this moment, having completed her daily surveillance mission, Homura Akemi easily stepped from the window onto the street. The metal shield in her hand, gleaming with purple light, flashed, and she exited her magical girl transformation mode. With a flick of her long hair, she walked away with remarkable elegance.

“Sayaka Miki, you signed a contract with him… We should increase our surveillance… But as long as it’s not Madoka, it’s fine. As for the others…”

Muttering these words to herself, she walked away.

At that moment, Miki Sayaka, mistaking Homura Akemi for a ghost or some other kind of creature who had come to monitor me, ran into my room in tears.

"What is it—wailing—"

Then she buried her face in my arms.

Huh? This is a pleasant surprise.

“That room is haunted!” Sayaka cried out.

It's unbelievable that Sayaka, such a refreshing girl, is afraid of ghosts.

This has never been tested before.

Perhaps it's because I didn't show Sayaka enough care before, casually signing a contract with her and letting her die so easily. So I'm not very familiar with her—but looking at her again this time, hey? Sayaka is actually quite cute.

That's roughly the idea.

Listening to Sayaka's sobbing and rambling, I basically understood what had happened. It must be Homura Akemi, who has a strange, bad habit of peeping at Asami and me every night while we sleep, and Sayaka recognized her. She mistakenly thought Homura was Asami's ghost, which is why she was so frightened.

"Okay, okay, you scared yourself," I comforted her.

"But, but I really saw a figure!"

Sayaka said this.

*Shrugs* Should I tell her the truth?

Well, never mind, it's not something shameful.

"Actually, what you saw was probably the same guy we saw a few days ago."

Which guy?

"The black one."

“Oh…” Sayaka then indicated that she remembered.

"This guy is actually a pervert—ever since we met a few days ago, he's been coming here every night to spy on me, and as his assistant, I can't attack a magical girl, so I haven't had a good way to deal with him."

"I see, that guy really is a pervert." Sayaka, slightly embarrassed after being startled, let go of me and then agreed, "So, is there any way to get rid of her?"

"There's nothing we can do. Her power is very close to that of a magical girl, and she's incredibly strong," I said. "But don't worry, she usually doesn't come back until the following night after she leaves. Go back to sleep without worry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this before."

"No, it's nothing serious." After making such a fuss for so long, it was already three o'clock in the morning when she looked at the clock. Although she had made up her mind not to go to school tomorrow, she couldn't resist the sleepiness. Sayaka yawned and went back to sleep.

Chapter Fourteen: The Legend of the Chief

And so, the next day, Sayaka woke up, rubbed her eyes and stretched—then realized that she hadn't actually slept at home—after thinking about it for a while, she remembered that she had stayed at the home of a classmate—no—a friend—no—it should be someone with a closer, more life-and-death, more precious relationship—.

Wearing the pajamas that had originally belonged to a certain senior, Sayaka got out of bed and began brushing her teeth using the senior's spare toiletries. Holding the bowl and chopsticks the senior had used, Sayaka ate the food Wright had left for her…

It's definitely a case of only seeing the new faces laughing while the old ones cry, isn't it?!

Of course, Sayaka, who had absolutely no connection with the senior student, was completely unaware of this, and since it was daytime, she wasn't afraid.

"So, you went to school by yourself because you didn't want to disturb my sleep?"

Looking at the note left on the table, Sayaka muttered to herself, thinking, "This guy is actually a pretty nice person."

So, after finishing breakfast and putting the room key I had left behind into her pocket, Sayaka left the room and headed towards Mitakihara Hospital.

However, the situation was slightly different from what Sayaka had imagined.

At the door of the ward, Sayaka did not see the boy she admired. The entire ward was empty; there was no one there.

“…Excuse me…” Just then, a nurse walked by, and Sayaka turned around to ask her this. As it happened, the nurses all remembered Sayaka somewhat because she frequently visited patients here.

"You mean the boy who lives here? I don't know what happened, but he was completely cured today and was discharged. He went home—what, you didn't know about this?" the nurse asked, slightly surprised.

"...Oh, well...maybe I just didn't notice."

Sayaka left the place looking somewhat lost, taking out her phone as she walked, checking her call history and then her text messages...

Nothing at all.

In other words, after being discharged from the hospital, Kamijou Boy #2 had absolutely no intention of contacting Sayaka.

“…That idiot.” Sayaka muttered under her breath, then stood at the hospital entrance, looking slightly lost.

I had planned to take the day off and have a good talk with Kamijou-kun. But my plans have been completely ruined. And going to school now doesn't seem like a good idea…

There's absolutely nothing to do.

"I wonder what Wright is doing at this time." For some reason, Sayaka suddenly had this question in her mind.

at the same time.

"That's it, teacher."

I told Ms. Zhihezi a carefully crafted lie, asking Sayaka for leave, and expressed my apologies for missing class for the past two days without a reason. Perhaps because of my sincere tone and earnest attitude, the teacher quickly forgave me. Then class began.

"Speaking of which, Wright hasn't been to class for two days... and then he asked Sayaka for leave... Do you guys think there's something going on here?"

When get out of class ended, a few female classmates sat together and gossiped like this.

To be honest, this is definitely something that sparks the imagination. And high school is a time of rampant puberty, with girls being natural gossip magnets. With this kind of association, things like "beep" and "beep" naturally come to mind.

Never mind, it's not my fault. It's not my fault at all, is it?

"Um... Wright." At that moment, a round-faced girl with a worried look walked up to my seat.

"What's wrong, Yuanxiang?" I asked.

"Um... Sayaka, what happened? Sayaka has been acting strangely these past few days. I'm really worried."

"...Didn't she tell you?" I pretended to be slightly surprised.

"Hmm... If it's a secret, you don't have to tell me..." After I said that, the little round face looked a bit lonely.

"Hmm... Actually, Sayaka and I made a contract, and she became a magical girl," I whispered to her.

"—What?!" The thing she had been worried about suddenly came true. Little Round Face couldn't control her voice and shouted out. Then, seeing that all the eyes of the classmates around her were on her, Little Round Face suddenly looked at a loss.

-

So I quickly grabbed her hand, and then completely ignored the stares of the other students and pulled her outside.

Rooftop.

While the technological capabilities of this plane haven't yet reached the level of venturing beyond Earth and colonizing Mars, they are, in a sense, quite advanced—like this school entirely made of tempered glass.

The rooftop is also made of glass. The music classroom is also made of glass, the medical room is also made of glass, and the sports storage room is also made of glass.

Okay, so the legendary toilets... these definitely can't be any glass, but for some reason, despite being a huge school like Mitakihara, there are only two toilets, one for boys and one for girls, and they're always packed during breaks. Even during class, they're occupied about 80% of the time...

So, you can understand the extreme frustration and intense longing of the boys and girls in this school, right?

Of course, this wasn't without its advantages. For example, a shy and introverted child like Little Round Face wasn't afraid after I pulled him onto the rooftop. So he didn't resist much.

Uh, what are you rebelling against?

There's no need to resist anything, right?

After I dragged Xiaoyuan away, the classroom buzzed with discussion. People were saying that human imagination is indeed rich—but the basic direction is mostly the same. Especially among these extremely repressed yet extremely yearning teenagers.

"...Damn it, that bastard..."

However, there are still some unusual "kind-hearted people" in this world, like that certain perverted man with long, straight black hair. Listening to what was being said, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists—if the culprit were standing right in front of her, she would absolutely punch "him" in the face without hesitation.

Uh, that "he" seems to be me...

It's still a rooftop.

"Um... Wright..." Amidst the rustling of the wind, the round-faced girl stood opposite me, her arms clasped loosely in front of her chest, looking at me expectantly, as if waiting for an answer.

"This is what happened..." So, I gave her the "answer"...

Chapter Fifteen: The First Hunt

"So, Sayaka made such a wish..." The round-faced girl sighed slightly. "But to face something like that, to risk one's life... that's just too terrifying."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of her," I told Xiaoyuan.

……

Although Madoka didn't complain, judging from her expression, she clearly didn't believe I could take good care of Sayaka—if I could really take good care of magical girls, Mami-senpai's head wouldn't have fallen off before—that was clearly what Madoka was thinking.

So I'm very worried about my friend's safety—but I can't help him at all.

If one day she received news that Sayaka had her head bitten off during a battle with a witch, Madoka thought she might break down.

"Would it be better if I became a magical girl too? At least then Sayaka and I would have two people, and our fighting power would increase a bit." At that moment, this thought suddenly popped into Madoka's mind.

But I'm terrified, extremely terrified. After all, Xiaoyuan is just an ordinary girl. The thought of her head being bitten off is enough to make me tremble.

I dare not, I'm afraid, I'm terrified.

"I'm sorry, Sayaka, I'm a spineless idiot..." the little round-faced girl thought to herself, and then she couldn't help but cry.

...Isn't this a bit too much emotion? I looked at the little round face, lost in thought—and then she burst into tears. If anyone had seen her then, they would definitely have misunderstood something—damn it, can you please stop crying?!

"Okay, Xiaoyuan. It's not your fault." I comforted her like this, feeling that patting her on the shoulder wasn't quite enough, so... should I hug her? I definitely should hug her. Although that might lead to more misunderstandings—but look, there's hardly anyone around right now.

Of course, there is no one, but there is a magical girl.

At this moment, the girl with long black hair was biting her handkerchief as she watched me and Xiaoyuan hug each other. I wondered who she was jealous of. Two-way plugs are really scary. Speaking of which, since fujoshi get excited when they see male-male relationships, do two-way plugs also get excited when they see male-female relationships?

This is a really difficult question to answer.

However, the woman with long, straight black hair still retained a sliver of rationality and didn't rush out and drop a bunch of C4 bombs. She just watched silently.

"Don't worry, Madoka... Sayaka is a very talented magical girl, so there won't be any problems." In the end, I had no choice but to deceive Madoka like this.

"What a joke, I could take on ten of those idiots..." The woman with long, straight black hair silently complained to herself.

"Hmm..." Although she still didn't quite believe it, Xiaoyuan could only try to think positively at this point.