Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Saotome leaned over the table and complained to Xunzi.

"Indeed, there are too many unclear things, alas."

Xunzi was unable to come up with an answer, but instead complained, then thought of something.

"Let me see your phone."

"Give"

Xunzi took the phone, took out the video of Zhixing speaking that he had just recorded, and then took out the video from his own phone. He put them next to his ears and pressed the play button.

"Is this magic?"

Listening to the same video, the same movements, but different sounds, Xunzi was not happy at all because of this magic, but instead had a sad look on his face.

Although the magic displayed by Zhi Xing seemed insignificant, Xunzi still knew that if such a power that could be artificially added really existed, it would definitely not be used to this extent.

"Let me hear it."

Saotome took the phone and felt more intuitively the dual-channel experience that the paper line brought, with Japanese on one side and English on the other.

"I remember you said he was a middleman, right?"

"Well, Miki-san seems to trust him quite a bit. At least they're not enemies."

"As the middleman, they actually use this kind of magic. Do you think that cult on the other side is actually not human?"

"Hmm? Indeed, Edogawa seemed to have mentioned the word 'life' a few times. He probably didn't consider them as human beings. After all, they are a cult."

Xunzi nodded, somewhat agreeing with Hezi's idea, but still a little uneasy.

"No, I still have to ask Madoka about the situation. I can't just watch her fall into danger and do nothing."

After Xunzi finished speaking, he began to finish the food on the table with great enthusiasm.

On the other side, Zhixing left the restaurant and headed towards the train station in the direction he remembered without looking back.

Then open your phone and start searching for relevant information.

After taking the wrong road and relying on navigation to get back to the subway station, Zhixing began to summarize the information he had searched for.

Women's pain seems to have disappeared completely, and there is no corresponding word at all. Not only does the so-called menstruation disappear, but even childbirth only takes one month, and there is no pain or physical exhaustion to the point of needing confinement.

Seeing the efficiency of one birth per month, the first reaction of the paper industry is that humans are being mass-produced through breeding.

However, after further searching, I found that although the efficiency of childbirth has increased, the average number of births is not high.

It's not because they can't afford to raise children like my side, but because it is really difficult to have children. It is possible for a family to go several years without having children. So although women also have maternity leave, the time it takes up is greatly reduced, so they can have more time to balance family and career and become strong women.

In this regard, Zhixing only wants to say one thing: It is reasonable, and it is worthy of the world where magical girls are the mainstream.

With this rationality, Zhixing felt that the pressure on him was even heavier.

"Maybe I have the blessing of wishing that Madoka gave me alone, but as an undocumented immigrant, I don't enjoy the buff of the indigenous people."

"The history of this world is the history of magical girls."

"How many magical girls have blessed the ordinary people in this world with wishes?"

Zhixing touched his neck, reminding himself not to think too much, but he still couldn't help thinking:

"If ordinary people are immune to the Witch's Kiss, it's because their souls have been planted, leaving no room for new Witch's Kiss to squeeze in, or because they've been blessed by a magical girl's wish, thus achieving the principle of being unaffected by the Witch's Kiss."

"So, the witches and witch kisses that are still alive must have gone through the 'Kyuubi Choice', which allowed them to break through the numerous buff restrictions and still occupy and control ordinary people. Perhaps even the messengers who have been granted wishes are not completely immune. They are all competing in the amount of magic power they possess."

"Looking at it this way, the blessing of my wish in Kyubey's eyes is huge. I guess it's because the magic power is not attached to the depths of my soul, so it is always released outwards."

"No wonder I'm controlled by the Witch's Kiss time and time again. It turns out it's because compared to other ordinary people, my magic resistance is almost zero."

Thinking of this, Zhixing suddenly realized that Kyubey might have discovered his identity a long time ago.

Without the buffs from previous generations, it is not from the future.

Although there is talk of a parallel universe here, Zhixing also revealed the fact that he knows magical girls very well.

What would Kyubey think? What would they do? I'm not a magical girl, so Kyubey wouldn't interfere, right? No, even magical girls can't escape the consequences of Kyubey's direct interference.

Zhixing took a deep breath belatedly, and then realized that he was now in a state of being alone after being discovered by Kyubey and losing contact with the magical girl.

Coincidentally, through the information, Zhixing learned that in the past, he seemed to have suddenly disappeared from Xiaoyan's sight several times without explaining the reason to Xiaoyan.

Although he was standing in a crowded subway station waiting for the train, Zhixing felt that he was suddenly isolated and helpless. The NPCs around him were not even able to serve as soldiers.

"Huh~ calm down, calm down."

Zhixing slapped his head and told himself not to think too much about it, at least not when he was alone.

"Maybe Homura had some forewarning already? Just like how Homura left Madoka alone and took the subway with us, did Homura have some backup plan to protect herself from Kyubey's influence?"

Zhixing swallowed hard, thinking of a backup plan that he couldn't even think of, and looked at the tram's arrival notice with a hint of impatience.

"You really are quite strange. Why are you only starting to worry now? Could it be that you don't have any team behind you to help you? Are you really just on your own?"

A voice sounded softly beside my ears, accompanied by a heavy feeling on my shoulders.

Zhixing moved his head intermittently, looking at the white ears and bright red eyes that were invisible when he was not in the witch's barrier, appearing on his left shoulder.

"Why are you here at this time?"

In response to Zhi Xing's question, Qiu Bi did not give an answer, but said to himself:

"Edogawa Conan, do you know? Indeed, with the Witch's Kiss emitted by the Witch, you can easily locate the Witch's position and eliminate the danger from a distance."

"However, that is limited to witches who can send out familiars."

"Ordinary familiars have limited abilities and can only affect a certain area of ​​their surroundings. Therefore, the traces of magic they leave behind are also limited. There's no guarantee that they can be sensed by the trams that circle the city."

Then Kyubey met Zhi Xing's eyes, blinked, and emphasized:

"Even a familiar that's about to become a witch is the same."

"Could it be that! You..."

Zhixing seemed to understand something and couldn't help but cry out.

But Zhi Xing's actions did not interrupt Qiubi's explanation:

"Being able to locate a witch regardless of distance simply by relying on one's own despair is indeed a miraculous thing, but the Witch's Kiss is not such an inconvenient thing."

Kyubey leaped up, disappeared into the air, and then landed on his right shoulder.

Zhi Xing's gaze followed and he saw that Kyubey was not looking at him, but looking further to the right.

Looking in the direction of Kyubey, at the corner of the empty railway track, accompanied by the sound of an approaching tram, the head of a tram that had just turned the corner suddenly appeared.

"No way, damn, run!"

Zhixing realized something, but was helpless. He could only shout excitedly and try to escape from the crowd that was attracted by the tram and lined up.

In this crowded situation, Kyubey jumped onto Zhixing's head, leaned down, and whispered into Zhixing's ear:

"This is the result of your own distortion. It's too late to escape now."

"What the hell, it's obviously you who did it, how else could it be possible?"

"Om~~"

The tram pulled into the station, its roar drowning out the commotion caused by the paper shop.

When the tram stopped, all the sounds seemed to disappear.

The crowd who were waiting at the station were still standing there, neither getting on the bus nor escaping, but just watching.

Looking at Zhihang who was shouting just now, he disappeared in an instant along with his loud questioning.

"Just now, there was someone next to me, right?"

"Is this some kind of magic show?"

"Darling, did that person just say anything to himself?"

"No, I don't know. It seems like, run?"

"Look, this carriage is so empty!"

Following someone's shout, everyone's attention shifted to the inside of the train.

Sure enough, because it was lunchtime and off-get off work time, the other carriages No. 7 were all packed with people, but for some reason, the carriage corresponding to the waiting area where the paper shop had just made a commotion had only four or five people sparsely populated.

The man near the carriage door swallowed and took a step back towards the station.

As if a switch was triggered, the others began to retreat. Soon, some people started running while shouting, prompting the people around them to run away while shouting as well.

People further away, although they knew that a riot had just occurred in carriage No. 7, did not notice the disappearance of the paper bank because they did not care about it.

However, the scene of a large group of people fleeing was so loud that it attracted more people's attention. Some people left the tram hesitantly, while others didn't care.

Soon, it was time for the tram to close, and the slowly closing doors seemed to divide the crowd into two worlds.

The commotion at the subway station was quickly discovered by the staff at the exit, but it was too late and the staff were unable to stop the tram from leaving.

In response to this, the Seed of Sorrow, which was constantly flashing with a light that ordinary people could not see, could only slow down the frequency of its flashing and drive to the next stop on the top of the tram.

On the other side of Mitakihara, Homura came to an arcade and found Kyoko dancing on a dance machine.

"Hey, what's going on this time?"

The dancing shape sensed the magical girl's approach without even turning its head.

The other party's identity was quickly determined by the process of elimination.

"Edogawa is busy today, and no witches are coming today, so the patrol might be delayed for an hour. Is that okay?"

"Ha, do you know what time it is now? It's already after dinner, and you're notifying me now?"

"I can't help it. Someone doesn't have a phone, so I can only notify them in person. Besides, you've already taken a Seed of Sorrow, so you probably don't care about the patrols for the next two days."

Relying on her magical girl's extraordinary body, Anzi ate a snack while looking at the dance instructions, followed the movements, and thought about the problem while replying:

"Indeed, according to our previous negotiations, we might have to fight two witch battles for nothing. Besides, you're still eliminating familiars, and there simply aren't that many witches."

"It's a really bad deal to have to help fight the witches while also preparing for Witch Night."

Homura ignored Kyoko's complaints, flicked her hair and said nonchalantly:

"Even so, you're still worried about Mami working with me alone, aren't you?"

"Asami can handle you alone. Don't underestimate Asami and think you can win with just one sneak attack."

After Kyoko defended Mami, she paused for a moment, finishing the dance game, and then she stopped and turned to Homura and said:

"As for why I'm staying here, it's probably because I'm curious about Conan. You must know more about him, so why not share some information?"

After saying that, Anzi handed the snacks in her hand to Xiaoyan, with a simple meaning: share with each other.

Homura also took out a cigarette with ease and said:

"Edogawa Conan is just an ordinary man who knows about magical girls. You must have seen a lot of them at the church headquarters."

"The guys I've met aren't as crazy as him. He actually dared to let himself fall into despair just because he had a magical girl by his side. I've never heard of such a thing except Conan."

"Conan acted like this simply because he had no other choice. Even if he didn't despair at that moment, when the patrol approached the witch, he would be affected by her first."

"Humph, he doesn't seem that afraid of the witch. From what I've seen, he's basically moving towards the witch without being controlled."

"To us, a witch might be an enemy, a monster that needs to be fought."

"But to Conan, even a witch is still a life, even if it is broken and tattered."

"What's this? Because he was influenced by the witch, he ignored the witch's threat to him?"

Homura checked the time, 19:14, and estimated that Conan was about to meet Kaname Shunko, so she took the food that Anzi had shared and turned to leave. Before leaving, she explained to Anzi:

"Although Conan doesn't know it yet, the witch won't hurt Conan. If he realizes this, it will probably be difficult for him to despair about it, so don't tell Conan about this."

Chapter 68 Kyubey's Purpose

"...How is it possible that a familiar could come here directly?"

Zhi Xing was halfway through his words when he noticed that his entire field of vision had changed. Without giving him time to react, the scene around him quickly took shape.

As soon as Zhixing finished speaking, he fell to the ground because there was no resistance from the people around him.

Kyubey jumped aside and sighed as he looked at the paper lines that could look at him without any contact due to the barrier.

"As expected, your physique cannot be explained by having received a wish. Edogawa Conan, who are you?"

Zhixing adjusted his glasses and realized that he had entered the witch's barrier. He didn't dare to say anything for a moment, but looked around.