“To save all magical girls, to carry out salvation and hope!… Transform!”
As the earrings emitted a dazzling light, Wuhua’s entire body was covered by a pure white curtain. A few seconds later—
Silver long hair tied into pigtails at the back of her head with a rabbit hair accessory. She wore a black-and-white Lolita outfit, with new decorations appearing on her fair collarbone and wrists. Black patent leather shoes and nearly transparent stockings adorned her feet.
“Amazing…” Qianhan stared at the transformed Wuhua, exclaiming again and again.
“Not at all. Transforming or something—any magical girl can do it.” Wuhua waved her hand modestly.
Then her gaze inadvertently stopped on Qianhan’s transformed dress—elegant and luxurious. The spaghetti straps and bold design made her full curves seem ready to burst out.
“No, rather, you’re the truly amazing one…”
As soon as she finished speaking, a colorful rainbow light seeped out of her pocket. Immediately after, a small rabbit plushie appeared from within.
“Is there an anomaly?” Ruibi asked in confusion upon seeing Wuhua transformed.
“I’m just showing Qianhan.” Wuhua explained. “By the way, why not ask Ruibi for advice? It definitely knows more about magical girls than I do.”
“Please teach me, Miss Ruibi!” Qianhan earnestly requested.
“Our race has no concept of gender as humans understand it.” Although Ruibi’s emotionless tone sounded somewhat harsh, it still nodded.
“Leave it to me.”
…
“Th-This is…?!” Under Ruibi’s personal guidance, Qianhan successfully summoned her own weapon for the first time—
It was a shield with exquisite craftsmanship and beautiful decorations. The weapon, at least half a person’s height, looked extremely heavy. Qianhan had to hold it with both hands and support it with her body.
“It feels so safe.” Qianhan, who Wuhua thought might find it uncomfortable, instead hugged it tightly with great love. “I really like this weapon.”
Every magical girl’s weapon probably appears in the form she is most adept with.
“That has nothing to do with me; it’s all due to your own efforts, Qianhan.” Ruibi explained. “Every magical girl’s weapon is the type she is most familiar with. With a weapon, fighting against evil becomes easier and safer.”
“That’s wonderful, Qianhan.” Wuhua stepped forward, happy for her.
“Mhm, mhm! I’m truly, truly grateful. To Ruibi and Miss Wuhua.” Qianhan said, examining her new weapon as if it were a treasure.
‘This kid is really obsessed with magical girls.’ Wuhua mused. ‘It seems only at times like this she becomes proactive and lively.’
Just as Wuhua was thinking about how much hobbies can affect a person—
“Of course, aside from weapons and physical functions,” Ruibi continued, “magical girls also possess unique special abilities unique to each individual. Only by combining both can they defeat the cunning evil forces.”
“Special… abilities! Can I have one too?” Qianhan nodded expectantly.
“Hey hey, why didn’t I, as your Contractor, hear you mention that before?” Wuhua pouted in dissatisfaction.
“So this is a good opportunity.” Ruibi floated between the two transformed girls and began to explain. “The miracle of magical girls—the power you humans call it—its essence originates from the energy within a magical girl’s body, gradually influencing reality through imagination and trust.”
“Among them, each person’s most prominent wish will transform into the sharpest blade for you to use. To master this miracle, you only need to firmly believe that you can do it, that you are fine.”
“Come on, you two, give it a try. Or rather, Wuhua, demonstrate first.”
“D-Demonstrate?” Wuhua was at a loss. “I don’t know how either. I’ve experienced transformation, summoning weapons, and flying, but special abilities and such…”
“I believe in you. Just like I said.” Ruibi added. “Just believe in yourself. I’ve seen you fight purely on instinct all along.”
“…Don’t make me sound like some beast, okay?” Wuhua retorted. Then she took a light breath. “Fine, I’ll give it a try.”
She slowly walked to the center of the basement, closed her eyes, held her breath, and concentrated.
‘My own special ability… What could it be?’
Curiosity and competitiveness stirred her mood. Subtle emotions kept radiating from within her body, enveloping her in a strange atmosphere. It wasn’t until Qianhan’s exclamation reached her ears that Wuhua slowly opened her eyes.
“Th-This is?!” Wuhua looked around. The entire basement was filled and covered by thick white mist. Every corner was blanketed. Even the figures of Ruibi and Qianhan became blurry.
“—”“…”
Even the voices of Qianhan and Ruibi, who were talking in the distance, couldn’t penetrate. It was like a walkie-talkie with poor signal, full of crackling static.
“…I recognize this mist.” Wuhua recalled the first time at the shopping mall, when she saved the girl named Xin Yu and first met Ruibi. When they were about to be attacked by the anomaly, a mysterious white mist suddenly appeared around them. Back then, she thought Ruibi had saved them. But now—
‘So this is my special ability?’
As she pondered, she unconsciously mastered the switch. She chose to either thicken the mist or turn it off, and she chose the latter.
…
The mist gradually dispersed, and the figures and voices of the two returned to normal.
“Miss Wuhua?! Are you okay?” Qianhan anxiously ran to Wuhua and checked on her with concern. “That mist just now was really amazing. For a moment, you seemed to vanish before our eyes.”
“I’m fine, after all—” Wuhua started to say.
“That was actually her special ability.” Ruibi explained instead. “A tangible white mist. It can conceal her tracks and figure, and that’s not all.”
“So that’s how it is…” Wuhua, only half-understanding the ability, wore a thoughtful expression. “Could it be that my subconscious wants to hide?”
As Wuhua pondered enthusiastically, Qianhan beside her couldn’t wait any longer and eagerly wanted to start.
Under the watchful eyes of the two judges, Ruibi and Wuhua, she imitated Wuhua’s earlier posture and began to focus.
Her ice-cold beauty expression, devoid of her previous timidity and deference, combined with her prematurely mature figure—she was only five years older than Wuhua but nearly as tall as Lianying, who was three years older. More importantly—
‘…If my transformed outfit is cute-style,’ Wuhua thought, ‘then Qianhan is undoubtedly sexy-style. Even a bit lewd.’
‘The curve formed by that form-fitting slip dress and those big breasts is absolutely irresistible!’
Although such boundary-crossing thoughts were quite inappropriate as a friend, Wuhua kept them as a secret to herself. She even controlled the twitching corners of her mouth, not showing it on her face.
However, she didn’t notice something strange.
At the same time, Qianhan, who had been expressionless, revealed a hint of shyness and embarrassment. She slightly opened one eye and glanced at Wuhua with a subtle gaze.
‘If possible, I’d really like to bury my face in there.’
‘I wonder if she’d agree to such a request.’
‘Even though we’re both girls now…’
…
“…It’s not particularly big! It’s just average!” Suddenly, before Qianhan could use her so-called special ability, she shyly covered her chest with both hands and squatted down on the spot.
“Miss Wuhua, please don’t say those kinds of… sexually harassing words to distract me! I can’t concentrate.”
“And besides… you said you wanted to bury your face in them, but at least wait until I’m done!”
After a series of rebuttals toward Wuhua, she remained in her squatting position, as if waiting for Wuhua’s opinion or reply.
“…?!” To her surprise, Wuhua’s face showed more astonishment than guilt, reflection, or apology. For a moment, words got stuck in her throat, and she couldn’t utter a single syllable.
“Huh?” By the time Qianhan realized something was off and stood up to face her, a thunderous statement exploded between them.
“But Qianhan, I didn’t say anything just now.”