Sakura Emma, ​​I'm going to control you fiercely!

Some students with better magical perception watched the supernatural phenomenon in astonishment.

"Hey! Did you see that? The light around Emma Sakura!"

"Huh? No."

"But! That light looks just like that famous pink magical girl on Instagram..."

"It's just my imagination, how could there possibly be magical girls in our school?"

In Yang Wen's eyes, the red and blue opposing forces were evenly matched at 50/50. The blue forces, however, were steadily rising.

In a situation where things are going very well, Yang Wen inevitably comes up with some ingenious ideas.

Hey! I have a plan!

He made the [Parasitic Seed] that had previously been attached to Mag start taking effect.

Sensitivity: 300%

Meanwhile, on the other side, a burning sensation erupted from Mag's entire body!

"What...what happened?!"

Every inch of skin that comes into contact with the clothing seems to feel the touch and scratching of tiny hairs!

"Um……"

Especially inside the top and bottom of your bras!

Her most sensitive areas were "tortured." Even the slightest movement from Marge would cause her whole body to tremble slightly.

"Huh, huh..."

Even her breath felt scorching hot. Marg felt as if her entire body had turned into a limp, melted mess.

She was horrified to find that her mind was instantly scattered. Every friction between the fabric and her skin was magnified three times, transforming into a tingling sensation that shot straight to her brain!

Marg's gaze was unfocused, and she herself didn't know why:

The trigger seems to be pulled even faster!

QQ QQ QQ QQ...

Meanwhile, off-screen, Yang Wen watched the red bar rise even faster and was so frightened that he quickly turned off the skill.

Isn't Parasitic Seed a negative status effect? ​​Why is it giving Mag a speed boost?

He quickly shut down [Parasitic Seed], which slowed down the rise of the red bar.

At this moment, the two sides continued their fierce competition!

They all felt the pressure increase dramatically.

Sweat beaded on Marge's forehead and under her armpits. Yang Wen's eyes welled with tears as he yawned!

"Are you... planning to overdraw your magic power?!"

Seeing that Emma was still not giving up, Marg continued to increase his magical output!

Yang Wen wasn't in a hurry, seeing that the rate at which the blue bars were rising had slowed down by about 20%.

This time, instead of adjusting the auto-clicker, he took out his phone.

A pop-up window appeared on the screen:

[Support has arrived]

He guided Emma to a seat near the entrance of the music hall.

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The next second, the door was kicked open from the outside!

The dazzling outdoor light refracted into the Tyndall effect, making the beautiful girls shining even more radiant and captivating through the bright light of the doorway.

One could see a group of fully armed magical girls looking solemnly into the music hall.

A small group of students also witnessed this scene and couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"What's that? Cosplay?"

"Why would someone cosplay as a magical girl at a concert...?"

As soon as the "magical girl cosplayers" entered the music hall, they shouted angrily:

"Emma, ​​where is Emma?"

"Emma! Noah's here to help!"

"Where's the witch?! Let's take her down!"

Some students near the door: "..."

Marg, disguised in the corner, kept her presence low and dared not speak.

The girls didn't notice Marge. Instead, they saw a joyful concert and students watching them in silence.

And by the door sat Emma Sakura, her eyelids drooping as she watched them.

Under the intense gazes of the girls, Emma spoke leisurely.

"Put away your weapons and help me rack up points." Feeling this was a bit inaccurate, she added:

"Also, don't steal my kills."

The magical girls were suddenly stunned.

Noah nudged Emma.

"Weren't we supposed to be fighting a witch? Noah's ultimate move is all ready..."

Noah reached under her skirt and pulled out a thick, cylindrical painting, which he showed to Emma.

Emma pinched Noah's chubby cheeks hard. Amidst Noah's groans, she looked at the group of magical girls:

"Sit down and clap. Keep it at least three times per second. If you can fill up the mana bar, I..."

Emma paused halfway through her sentence, then said with a pained expression:

"If you fill up the blue bar, I'll give you some friendship points!"

All the magical girls: "..."

Regardless of whether it's useful or not, we're already here... so let's just do it.

So, these magical girls who wanted to maintain world peace could only stand in a row, feeling rather resentful.

They wore gorgeous and flashy battle dresses, some even clutching staffs, yet they could only clap their hands listlessly, like quality inspectors on an assembly line.

Smack! Smack!

The entire concert hall echoed with this soulless yet perfectly synchronized applause.

Emma covered her face in despair deep within her consciousness:

'My Lord God... what do you take our predecessors for?!'

Then, Hannah noticed something strange about Emma's side.

A group of girls dressed as magical girls surrounded Emma, ​​clapping for Hannah!

Hannah's gaze froze.

She doesn't believe those girls are just cosplaying.

After all, Emma is a real magical girl!

So, what did Emma intend to do by calling them over?

The next moment, Hannah realized that the number of people cheering for her had actually increased!

Hannah's eyes widened instantly, oblivious to even a wrong note on the piano keys.

The beautiful girls smiled. Centered around Emma, ​​they were all cheering for Hannah, clapping softly for her, and keeping up with the rhythm of the Can-Can.

Hannah's throat tightened for a moment, and her movements became somewhat unsteady as she played.

They were specially invited by Emma to support her Hannah Tono concert.

"What an idiot."

Hannah turned her head slightly away, her shoulders trembling slightly.

"Didn't you know that once the concert starts, you can't enter anymore?"

But a radiant smile bloomed on her lips!

The magical girls, however, smiled stiffly, clapped their hands, and whispered among themselves.

"By the way, why are we clapping?"

"I don't know. Emma said to clap, so Noah clapped."

"Then...why are you laughing?"

"I don't know. Emma said to laugh, so Noah laughed."

But then, they were surprised to discover the dense witch factor on the stage!

So... what the younger generation said was actually true?

There really are witches here!

Yang Wen and Mag noticed that the blue bar was rising rapidly, completely overshadowing the increase in the red bar!

60%, 65%, 70%, 75%...

Yang Wen also saw various colored particles flying all over the screen entering the blue bar, causing the blue color of the progress bar to rise continuously.

The excessive particle effects caused some frame drops in the graphics card, making the screen appear slightly choppy.

"Tsk..."

Marg smacked her lips.

No matter how much she continued to apply the witch factor, she could not contend with the various magical forces dancing on the stage.

Is this the only way?

Marg looked toward the last echo—the root from Meruru.

Hannah, however, was focused on her piano playing.

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to the time when she played the piano with her sister.

The younger sister watched Hannah play the piano with eyes full of pride.

And isn't Emma the same?

And aren't I also Emma and her pride?

Hannah felt a slight warmth around her.

Out of the corner of her eye, a pale green light emanated and took root and sprouted within her body…

She opened her eyes.

To everyone's astonishment, Tono Hannah was surrounded by a radiant light.

"Look! It's on Hannah's body!"

"What beautiful light..."

Hannah had just finished playing her piece and pressed the last note.

And the progress bar on Yang Wen's screen finally reached 100%!

Hannah, who was originally dressed in a gorgeous gown in front of the grand piano, has now changed into a different outfit.

The pleated skirt, in shades of gold and green, was very voluminous, embroidered with several strips of white lace. At the chest area was a green gemstone with gold trim.

She was dazzling from head to toe, like a golden-green cat's-eye gem.

The golden and green shimmer on Hannah's body, along with her light and airy magical girl dress, drew everyone's attention.

But the newly minted magical girl paid no attention to anyone's gaze.

She slowly rose from the piano bench and walked to the edge of the stage.