Chapter 285: Preparing to Shoot

Kamui wanted to climb higher.

She became a hero to make money.

That was an answer she didn’t want to admit. She told herself that, but there was another answer inside.

She wanted to show those who mocked her that even a half-baked magical girl who couldn’t even perform Mana Emission could still reach the upper ranks… no, the threshold of a Top-tier Hero.

So she never feared danger.

When a powerful enemy appeared, she would charge in even knowing it was like an egg hitting a rock.

If she succeeded, it was her chance; if she failed—

Bang!

She was knocked flying. A sudden powerful enemy appeared from the sky, overturning the Administration Bureau’s convoy.

It was a long-horned demon wrapped in black flame, with wings on its back.

Its strength was terrifying. Not only did it shoot down the floating escort vehicle, but an unknown degree of dark red thermal beam easily cut through the armored cars covering the front and back.

To be honest, just by looking at this scene, Kamui felt her chances of victory were slim.

‘If I could release magic power, I probably couldn’t produce such an exaggerated effect, right?’

But she made a snap decision, shouldered her Spiked Mace, and charged in.

As a result, in one encounter, she was blown away by the hot wind it casually waved, then fell to the roadside burning, gritting her teeth as she endured the burning of the heterogeneous black fire…

Sizzle—

The black flame consumed her protective mana shield, and Kamui’s body made a sound like marbled pork belly on a hot plate.

‘Ah, the Bald Uncle in the car must already be dead, right?’

‘I’m going to die too.’

‘When we meet in the Abyss, it’ll be so awkward…’

‘Will they give me a green channel?’

‘If not, then I’ll have to skip work tomorrow too.’

‘The editor-in-chief’s face will probably turn as ugly as lotus root slices left in the air overnight.’

Even the fearless Kamui had thoughts of “I’m going to die.”

However, that demon burning with black flame did not continue to pursue her.

Rather than finishing off a blind ant, it was more interested in the thing inside the escort vehicle.

Sure enough, the target was another “god’s relic.”

‘So I’m being looked down on again, huh?’

‘It’s so hot. My protective magic power is about to be burned through.’

Splat—

Along with a series of splatting sounds, a slimy liquid with a slight fragrance but a bit bitter in the mouth extinguished the flames on her body.

This was Clara’s ink.

So Kamui remembered that not long ago, a little of it had gotten on her lips, and it had a similar taste.

Maybe what got on her lips back then was saliva, not ink, but it was somewhat alike.

The little girl was crouching beside her, babbling something.

She seemed ready to give up and go home?

Was she treating Kamui like a dead person?

She even poked Kamui with a small twig.

“I’m not dead yet!”

Kamui suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

“Ah, the magic wand… so the ink wasn’t spat out from the mouth?”

Kamui shook her head, grabbed Clara’s shoulders, and explained to her that she wanted to use “that move” to deal with this mysterious demon.

That move was a duo combination skill Kamui had thought up.

It used Clara to compensate for Kamui’s weakness, achieving a powerful output of one plus one greater than two.

Although even if the two of them went together, they might not win, but Kamui, who wanted to go all-in, naturally could only drag Clara along.

After all, she had already proven that alone she had no chance of winning.

Kamui traded her “freedom” for Clara’s support.

The latter chose to compromise and entrusted herself to Kamui.

“Mm… just listen to me!”

Kamui hoisted Clara up.

Literally.

She held Clara under her arm and aimed her head at the demon that was about to leave not far away.

At the same time, she successfully channeled her magic power into Clara’s body.

“?!”

Clara began to be surprised, even terrified.

“So much… how long have you been saving this magic power… no… slow down a bit… too… oh-ouch…”

Clara, lifted up by Kamui, made sounds that were easily misunderstood and misinterpreted.

And of course, those “crow” drones started circling around Clara, Kamui, and that Fire Demon to film, like Indian bees following a scent.

“Hey, hold steady!”

Kamui shouted.

Multiple hexacopters made annoying noises.

Those damn journalists, hiding behind their drones, always dared to barge into the scene of villains and heroes without restraint.

After all, they didn’t have to worry about safety.

To maintain the image of “Magical Girl Clara,” Clara never dared to offend those media.

But Kamui never cared.

Except today.

Her already strained combat suit was burned to shreds, barely covering her body.

“Annoying! Shoot down those drones first!”

But Clara quickly stopped her:

“Wait! Don’t waste magic power! I’ll think of something!!”

Clara didn’t dare attack the drones, so she could only dissuade Kamui, while at the same time urging Nyx to help in her heart.

[No problem, leave the design to Nyx.]

After receiving an affirmative reply, Nyx added:

[We also optimized the magic circuit to match Ms. Kamui. You shouldn’t feel like you’re being stuffed inside anymore.]

With that, Clara did feel less uncomfortable.

Then Nyx wove new clothes from the two’s magic power, turning it into a huge curtain that wrapped them together, of course also wiping off the ink on Kamui.

This was a gift.

Kamui wasn’t prepared.

“Please don’t worry, it’s our combined outfit.”

As smooth as eating Dove chocolate, the curtain suddenly clung to her body, turning into new clothing.

Kamui changed into a light dress made of smooth material, similar to Clara’s usual clothes, but it kept her original theme color, still passionate red and gold.

It felt like playing with a water gun in summer.

At the same time, no, given Clara’s size, it should be called a water cannon.

Clara turned into a white plushie suit shaped like a squid or cuttlefish.

But Kamui could reach her arm inside the plushie suit and directly hug Clara’s slippery little waist.

This direct contact made the latter couldn’t help but twist in Kamui’s hand.

“Ah-choo?!”

Clara let out a rabbit-like cry at her own outfit.

[Gun and cannon, this is the design most suitable for the current situation.]

Nyx explained.

[It’s convenient for concentrating energy, and it won’t expose anything.]

“I feel even more embarrassed, though?!”

Clara shouted.

Kamui didn’t care about that. She aimed Clara at the demon again.

“Lock and Load!!”

The magical girl who couldn’t emit magic power, Kamui.

Through Clara, she felt her magic circuit extend and find an outlet.

When she got Clara’s magic wand at the training ground yesterday, Kamui had wanted to try doing this.

Learning that her button wouldn’t disappear in Clara’s hand further confirmed her guess…

Because they were magical girls generated from the same data, Clara and Kamui’s magic powers were compatible with each other.

Clara had better compatibility with Kamui than any magic wand.

Plus Nyx’s synchronized optimization, Clara was practically a living magic wand tailored for her.

Although the scene was comical, that demon seemed to sense Kamui’s intention.

It also raised its hand and quickly fired an energy beam that could cut through a new-type armored car…

Perhaps because of the connection with Clara’s magic circuit, Kamui, who was always reckless, also started to think.

She didn’t choose to clash head-on with the demon. She jumped, dodged to its right side, and then turned the “cannon.”

“Light——!!!”