Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

"Edogawa Conan has verified that no witches have appeared today, so today's gathering ends here. You can continue your patrol. I will take Conan back to prepare for tomorrow."

"If this trip is in vain again next time, just wait until Conan actually attracts the Witch's Kiss before calling me."

Anzi said somewhat unhappily as she was forced to eliminate a familiar.

"Well, everyone has no objection, let's go, Conan."

Sayaka secretly looked at Zhixing, and Zhixing seemed to feel her gaze and looked over.

Then I saw Sayaka standing behind Asami, moving her lips as if she was saying something.

Just when Zhixing was thinking that Sayaka had talked to him so much that he had forgotten that he was a foreigner.

"Wait for me outside the school after school tomorrow!"

Zhixing rubbed his nearsighted eyes that had not yet put on new glasses. His vision was already blurry after just a few steps, but he never expected that lip reading could also be translated?

Chapter 80: Madoka Magica is the pioneer of the dark style of magical girls

"Om~"

The city circle tram issued a warning sound and left the station carrying Asami, Sayaka, and Kyoko.

Zhixing followed the tram with his eyes until it disappeared in the haze, and Zhixing couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

"Why, are you reluctant to leave?"

"How could that be? We'll see each other again tomorrow anyway. It's not because you didn't leave that I stopped to take a look."

Zhi Xing looked at Homura, who was facing him, and had no intention of moving the other trains. He couldn't help but say nervously:

"So, you want to tell me something? Now? Here?"

Zhihang looked around. Since the tram had just left, most of the people getting on and off the tram had already left. There weren't many people around, but there were still some people around.

"Oh, yes, I have something to say right now, after you've just heard two pieces of intelligence and the Witch's Kiss has been cleared, leaving you with no time to think and analyze."

Zhi Xing wanted to look away guiltily, but then he came to his senses and looked at Xiao Yan and said:

"Go ahead and ask. I'm the best at answering questions. At most, I'll just get them wrong."

"Don't be nervous. Even if you don't remember, I will abide by the agreement and not ask you about the contents of your information unless you tell me."

"A promise? Between us?"

Zhi Xing frowned and asked back.

"As expected, you still don't like making promises. I'm right. You always want to keep something in reserve and don't dare to give it all away easily. That's why you hesitate and suspect, and in the end, nothing is accomplished."

"I told you my story? I won't drink anymore, right?"

"So, as expected, there's something hidden in your daily life, right? That's why you feel uncomfortable speaking it out."

"Well, I can't even fill up a single section on my resume. I don't think there's much to say about my experience."

"Really? Then why would you need to drink to tell me that?"

Homura folded her arms, blocking the front of the paper line, questioning calmly.

Zhi Xing was unsure of Homura's intentions and could only defend himself:

"It's probably because there's nothing much to talk about, so no topic will bring up my past. After all, until I came into contact with magical girls, I was just an ordinary person with a very uneventful life."

"Eating takeout, sleeping, and looking at the phone?"

"No, I don't usually use my phone except for mobile games. After all, I don't have anyone I need to contact, so I usually use my computer."

"What are you going to use the computer for? I don't think you really need the internet; you can still use it to pass your free time."

"Isn't it because I prepared a series for myself that I don't seem to be online much? Although nowadays on this foreign website, I don't know what to watch."

"I downloaded all of that for you. I never knew you liked watching so many magical girl-themed things."

"Isn't it because this genre is the most popular that we see so many magical girls?"

Homura raised her chin with one hand, looked at the paper line that was becoming less defensive as more questions came in, and asked while covering her mouth.

"So, what would you prefer to watch?"

"As for story-driven anime, compared to those that involve fighting monsters and leveling up, those with a storyline are more interesting. The one I saw a few days ago was pretty good. It deviated a bit from the traditional story rhythm, but it was still unfortunately limited to a normal ending."

"It's 'Rose*Maiden', right?"

"Yes, I've seen a film with a similar theme before, but unfortunately the two are not related."

"I remember you said it was because there was no longer a setting where enemies and friends had the same origin, right?"

"Well, it turns out that it's the upper echelons behind this that are limiting us. We haven't been able to fully demonstrate our full potential."

It was a rare opportunity for Zhixing to have a face-to-face chat. It felt like meeting a like-minded person at a comic convention. Although I have never been there, I could at least chat with netizens in the group before, instead of having to hold it in alone like I do now. It really makes Zhixing feel depressed.

"Indeed, works like Madoka Magica are still rare."

"Madoka Magica is the pioneer of the dark style of magical girls, how can this be..."

Zhixing looked at the girl in front of him and stopped chatting, but he couldn't take back the words that came out faster than his thoughts.

Xiao Yan took out a recorder from her skirt pocket and casually clicked on it to call back a few times:

"Madoka Magica is the pioneer of the dark style of magical girls."

After hearing the confirmation, Xiao Yan nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Zhi Xing who remained silent and did not dare to raise his head and smiled:

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to ask me how I learned about Madoka Magica?"

Then he took a step forward and continued:

"That Madoka Magica story must be quite interesting. I also downloaded your anime and got a general idea of ​​the plot, but it seems like it never became something you were obsessed with. You always deleted it after watching it."

Homura came and stood in front of Zhixing. Since Zhixing was taller than Homura, she could clearly see Zhixing pursing his lips and thinking nervously.

He held the recorder against his right cheek, then tilted his head to the lower right at a 45-degree angle. He looked past Zhixing's unkempt hair, which was much longer than other men's, and stared at his frantic eyes.

"Hey, are you really here to help Madoka? Or are you here for the wish of Kaname Madoka?"

Zhi Xing was startled by Homura's sudden appearance and took a step back. Then, as if making a decision, he took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at Homura, saying in the fastest voice possible:

"Of course I want to help, not just Madoka. I want to help Asami, Sayaka, Kyoko, and you, too."

Homura stared at the angry Paper Shop for a moment before returning to her normal stance. She put the recorder back into her skirt pocket, glanced around at the crowd of people waiting to get on the train, and said,

"Then our fate is in your hands. Please give us your guidance, Kudo Shinichi-kun."

"what?"

Zhi Xing felt his heart still beating violently, and looked at Xiao Yan's behavior that seemed to skip and go directly to the last sentence, and was a little surprised for a moment.

"Why are you still standing there? It's time to go."

Homura turned around and headed towards the exit, and seeing Zhi Xing still standing there confused, she called out.

Hearing the call, Zhi Xing came back to his senses, rushed over, and then asked with some frustration:

"Isn't this another refreshing little drama I arranged? Just like changing the ribbons before."

Homura, who was walking in front, said unconcernedly:

"It would be nice if you could be so honest with me. As you can see, I also learned the clues bit by bit, and then I just determined what the magic circle refers to."

Zhixing scratched his already messy hair, and after a while, he finally snapped out of his inner thoughts and asked, "Then why did you accept it so quickly?"

Homura, who was walking in front, glanced at Zhi Xing, who had been stuck for a long time before finally answering this question, and said speechlessly:

"No matter how you learned about the future, it's not a good ending, is it?"

"The situation will never change just because of your identity, and I can't take advantage of it. So what else can I do? I can only accept it."

Zhi Xing was silent for a while, and when Xiao Yan stopped, he spoke again:

"Then, I'm not from the future, nor was I chosen by the future to have the ability to change the future. Does this have no effect on you?"

"I noticed that kind of thing during the first two months of being together. After all, you couldn't even turn on your computer. It was right there at your desk, yet you only looked at your phone. Not to mention all the details. That's not something I can explain away simply because I'm not used to being in a foreign country."

"Then why"

Before he could finish his paper trade talk, he walked into a shop under the guidance of Homura.

"welcome."

"Take this gentleman to get his glasses. Here is the prescription chart."

"Okay, sir, please follow me."

Zhihang looked at the shop filled with all kinds of sundries with a confused look on his face. It didn't look like an eyewear store at all.

But at the waiter's invitation and Xiaoyan's nod, Zhixing followed the waiter into a small room.

Following the waiter's instructions, Zhixing put on something like VR glasses, closed his eyes, and felt rays of light passing across his face.

After waiting for a few minutes, Zhihang took off the VR device at the waiter's signal.

The waiter ran to an instrument to confirm, then pressed a button.

The instrument beeped once and then opened with a ding. A pair of glasses, still smoking, was placed in the center of the instrument.

The waiter brought the glasses to the paper shop. Looking at the glasses that were freshly baked but had no smell, the paper shop picked them up and asked in confusion:

"Is this good?"

As Homura handed over the money, she said:

"Try it on."

Zhixing carefully put on his glasses, and sure enough, the degree was just right. His vision became much clearer, and he could also see the details of the surrounding debris.

"Is this... a 3D printing shop?"

"Yeah, it's a shop that specializes in custom gadgets. Now, even if you fall and run, your glasses won't fall off."

Zhixing touched the handle of his glasses that were against his ear, then touched the lens, and said in disbelief:

"Could this thing also be a magic item?"

"Yes Yes."

Homura was used to the lack of common sense shown by the paper merchant, so after paying, she ignored the waiter who was trying to hold back his laughter and left the shop with the paper merchant.

Then, very purposefully, he led the paper company on a large purchase.

Zhixing looked at the two bags in his hands, which contained his own men's warm clothing, and then looked at Xiaoyan who was carrying more things, and he felt a little relaxed.

"Really? It's only June now, why buy clothes so early?"

"Ah, it sounds like someone can return to the future after surviving the Witch's Night. Isn't that why they settled down here?"

"That's too early."

"This is a rare opportunity. I won't have any free time later. How can I not take advantage of this opportunity to buy it?"

Zhixing looked at the shopping bag in his hand, then looked at Xiaoyan who did not put the things into the space but was still holding it in his hand. A thousand thoughts came to his mind, and finally they were combined into one sentence.

"...Have you considered the backlash from your wishes?"

Zhixing shook his head, gave up thinking about this problem, and followed Xiaoyan to go shopping to vent his emotions, and then took a taxi back to Xiaoyan's house with a lot of bags.

"Phew~ Remember to pack up everything. If I find that the package is still unopened when I call you tomorrow, I will have to take back the living expenses that Mami gave you and return them to Mami."

"Okay, okay, you have the final say."

Zhixing fled back to the room and closed the door.

Homura watched as Zhihang closed the door, and the relaxed expression she had just shown suddenly disappeared.

He moved his ears slightly and heard the sound of Zhihang rummaging through the crack in the door. He looked at Zhihang's room and murmured:

"You're judging by deeds, not by heart? Really? What kind of future do you know? What should I call you?"

Zhixing slowly opened the shopping bag, as if he had given his body to instinct, picked up the issue he had put aside again, and began to think about Xiaoyan's ending.

Is it harmful for a magical girl to have her wish fulfilled?

Why would you ask a question like how many days Homura has left to live?

Zhixing thought about the wishes he knew: to live, to be obedient, to be healed, to be resurrected, to start over

Suddenly I discovered a common point, that is, these wishes seem to be able to continue under the formula of cause and effect wish = degree * number of times.

However, apart from the fact that it is difficult to judge whether one can be resurrected again after resurrection, the only thing that can be determined in time seems to be the resurrection of Xiaoyan when he makes a wish.