Regarding the fact that my best friend is a magical girl

She is a professional in acting.

This one-on-one competition format has been criticized online, but it has indeed increased the entertainment value of the idol festival. Some have even suggested that the two girls directly clash with their magic to determine who is the strongest magical girl.

But then it wouldn't be an idol festival anymore.

That was the world's number one martial arts tournament.

"Miss Fahrenheit has prepared a whole bunch of props, is Miluno okay with that?"

Seeing Miluno enter the arena in her full battle gear, I felt uneasy.

Clearly, she was not adequately prepared.

The Mermaid Witch reminded us that we went to the shopping center yesterday to choose our performance costumes, but in the end, Milno decided to wear her battle armor directly onto the stage.

She stood in front of a high-end navy blue trench coat for a long time, so what made her choose to give up?

"Hey, you're the second group to go on stage, do you still have time to worry about Miluno?"

It was Miss Halley who said this.

She's doing a seated forward bend next to me.

This is a warm-up.

She prepared a dance performance and even found a dance troupe to accompany her. Unfortunately, her opponent had no chance of surviving to the next round.

"I'll worry about myself after Miluno's performance is over."

"So you'll start worrying about me after you've all finished performing?"

"You don't need to worry at all..."

She was in the last group.

But no matter which group she's in, her confident and composed attitude remains unchanged.

The backstage area of ​​the stadium wasn't large, at least not for the sixteen magical girls. There were no separate dressing rooms; those who hadn't yet gone on stage were all placed here by the organizers. This was originally a rest area for athletes, so there was always a lingering smell of sweat from the men in the air...

Miss Halley, who was doing a forward bend stretch, accidentally poked my shoulder with her long tail.

"Serno, your opponent is here."

Walking towards me was Miss Freya, wearing headphones...

Oh no, now we should call her Miss Fran.

In her magical girl form, her hair is longer, with blonde hair tied into a high ponytail at the back of her head, giving her a dashing and heroic look. However, she still dresses in the casual and flamboyant style of a street singer, which matches the guitar she carries on her back.

It's hard to tell if she's wearing makeup, but overall she's a pretty woman.

But where exactly does the title "God of Agriculture" come from?

I couldn't tell at all.

She took out her phone and typed out what she wanted to say using a translation app.

【good afternoon】

"Good afternoon, Miss Fran."

[It's surprising that 'Moonlight Gale' is also planning to play the guitar.]

"She can't compare to you at all; she only learned it temporarily for the competition..."

I wrote a new song for today's competition.

I replied, "I plan to sing one of Miss Fran's previous works, but with a new arrangement."

The songs each person was to perform had already been submitted to the organizers, so there was no need to hide it from her now.

She stared wide-eyed at the sky for a few seconds, then broke into a happy smile.

Is that so?

It's an honor to be chosen by you, madam. I look forward to it.

"Ok!"

“Miss ‘Moonlight Gale’, please begin your performance.”

The pointless small talk has ended.

On the stage in the center of the green field, several judges who looked like big shots put down their microphones, and Miluno breathed a sigh of relief.

Now comes the main event.

The stage lights suddenly dimmed, and a spotlight shone a beam of light onto Miluno.

She sat on a high stool, her head slightly bowed.

A cool-looking guitar rests on his lap, his hand holding a pick, seemingly searching for a feeling, his fingers trembling in the air.

whoosh—

The solo begins.

Long legs beneath the pleated skirt, the heels of boots tapping rhythmically on the footrest of the stool.

The soothing guitar music and the clear, crisp vocals are like waiting for the spring breeze in a quiet snowfield...

[This kind of soothing music is indeed more suitable for beginners.]

Miss Fran offered her professional critique of Miluno's performance.

But this level of difficulty is not enough to break through.

Miss Warrenheit clearly pulled out all the stops, delivering a last-minute guitar performance...

Zheng————

Suddenly, the scene shifted abruptly. A high note that shook the heavens rang out, and Milno abruptly kicked the microphone away, holding her acoustic guitar high above her head.

"Hmm, so that's what you were planning?"

Miss Halley muttered to herself.

next second.

The guitar, plummeting downwards, was smashed to pieces.

Wood chips, broken strings, and the soundboard flew everywhere as it shattered.

But time stood still at that moment.

The shattered guitar blossomed into flowers in front of Miluno.

Drop the pick.

Use the tip of your boot to lift the microphone.

Act Two begins.

……

"Burning flowers into the bone"

……

"Burning songs as a prelude"

……

Singing a cappella.

…………

Miluno's singing was the only sound left in the entire venue.

It's incredible that it could bring such tranquility to 50,000 people...

then.

She turned the hourglass at her waist, and the nearly frozen wooden guitar began to reverse time, the flying debris gradually returning to its place and finally back into Milno's hands.

In good condition.

The soul-cleansing a cappella performance has ended...

The performance has entered its climax in its third phase!

The exhilarating guitar rhythm just wouldn't stop.

The tempo was twice as fast as the intro, and the melody of the whole song was suddenly very tight, igniting the souls of the entire audience.

This unending climax continued until the very end.

"That's really bold... No, it's precisely because Milno is an amateur that she was able to come up with such a program effect, right? She actually managed to string together three fragmented performances with magic."

Miss Halley had one eye closed, and fine beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead.

"what happened to you?"

“I was also moved by Miluno’s performance.”

Even backstage, separated by a wall, we were all so inspired, and the stadium audience was completely captivated by Miluno's singing.

"Miss Warrenheit is coming to the stage."

He was dressed in the standard magician's attire, and his long purple hair was quite eye-catching on stage.

It would have been fine if she had performed before Miluno, but now...

The magician has already lost.

That's what Miss Fran said, and she even wiped away her tears.

[Her musical skills aren't deep; you can tell she's a beginner just by listening to her playing. But in terms of performance... she's amazing! She's just too good!]

What's wrong with her translation software? How did it translate "too good"?

"I agree."

Miss Halley chimed in.

"What kind of magic trick can touch people's hearts and move their souls like music can?"

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