Uplifting Journey

"I'm not provoking this kind of concept, Sakura Kyoko." Chubby blinked her big eyes and replied innocently, "It's just that she wants to see the witch, and the witch in the prison is relatively close, you know I will not hide these things."

"But you didn't tell this magic aunt that it's my place, did you?" The red-haired girl Sakura Kyoko, who seemed to know Chubby's speaking habits very well, snorted, and turned her gaze back to the place she was pointing at with the tip of her gun. On the woman, "Anyway, you have angered me, I advise you to be decisive and hand over my fruit, otherwise I will not just teach you a lesson."

"That's enough," Wen Wen raised her right hand, and slowly pushed forward with her index finger against the gun point in front of her throat, "Don't be full of aunts and aunts running the train, kid, call me big sister."

The power of controlling the vector and the brute force of the girl holding the gun decided the winner in the blink of an eye. Sakura Kyoko felt that the index finger was like a metal mountain slowly leaning forward. The tendency to be pushed aside, let alone leave a mark on it.

"You guy." Sakura Kyoko gritted her teeth, clutching the barrel of the gun with both hands, and the extremely tough red spear suddenly split into knotty sticks connected by chains. Driven to pump the air, like a poisonous snake, it bypasses Wenwen's fingers and bites towards her right cheek.

At the moment when the white horse passed by, Wen Wen's right hand flashed a phantom as if driven by the speed of the gun head, and pinched the gun head with two fingers on the side of her face with extremely precise and swift movements.

As if being hit by a seven-inch poisonous snake, the multi-section chain spear with unpredictable length suddenly fell to the ground except for the part that was in contact with the two sides. The power conduction of her body didn't work at all, as if her weapon was tightly sucked by the earth.

"Calm down, this is a park, do you want a group of people to take pictures of you as a cosplay?" Wen Wen looked around, although this place is a secluded corner, and it is not the peak time of the park, but the sound If it is too big, it will attract the attention of ordinary people, after all, this place is not big.

"Huh?" Sakura Kyoko glanced at Wenwen unexpectedly, "Can't you even use magic to create a small enchantment, and the ability to isolate and dispel the eyesore? I thought you were a grown-up magical girl, but I didn't expect it to be A pure novice?"

After a cold snort, a scarlet brilliance suddenly appeared on Sakura Kyoko's hand, and the brilliance that spread to the entire gun instantly counteracted Wen Wen's downward vector control.

Sakura Kyoko, who instantly regained control and transformed her weapon into a spear, glanced at the stone table, then looked at the woman in front of her with some doubts and said, "Looking at your ability to waste food, I thought your magic was Diversion or annihilation or something, but the strength you show in melee combat isn't what a magical girl's body can support.

"Hey, Chubby, what's going on with her? Can magical girls still make two wishes when they sign a contract?"

"That's just a different application of the same ability," Chubby looked at Wenwen's reaction, then turned his head and said to the girl, "Sakura Kyoko, although you are a person who can make good use of the special physique and magic power of magical girls." Fighters, but when it comes to the development and application of abilities, you are far inferior to this mysterious human

"Even if you wake up the magic that you condensed when you wished for a miracle, it is impossible for you to defeat her."

As if being teased to Ni Lin, a red shadow flashed in Sakura Kyoko's hand, and the spear in her hand stretched and shrunk in the blink of an eye, and then cut Chubby into two pieces with the sharp tip of the spear: "Shut up!"

After routinely beating Chubby, Sakura Kyoko put the spear on her shoulder and looked at Wenwen strangely: "Mysterious human? Chubby doesn't even know your name, does he? Hey, I recognize your strength, you I also heard my name is Sakura Kyoko, what's your name?"

Wenwen was taken aback for a moment, and then she turned around and thought about it—really, when she talked with Chubby, there was basically no third party, and they were all calling each other hello, you, me, so her name is not in this world yet. mentioned

——Most of the reasons for this should be attributed to Chubby's special way of thinking. After all, as long as it doesn't affect communication, they don't care about calling this kind of thing.

"My name is Wenwen, I will be very happy if you call me Sister Wen."

"Wen, Wenwen?" Sakura Kyoko recited once with her tongue a little uncomfortable, "Foreigner? Let me call you sister, don't even think about it, you'd better return me the seed of lament you stole. "

"This?" A seed of lament appeared out of nowhere in Wenwen's hand, she held the thing that looked ominous from the outside and said, "It's not like I can't give it to you if you want it, anyway, I've seen it all, as long as you are willing to answer I'm fine with some questions."

At this time, a new Kewpie popped up, leaped onto the stone table and gnawed and devoured his previous remains with high frequency, then looked at Wenwen and said strangely: "Are you guys of the same race, are you not , is there a country and culture similar to that here?"

"It can only be said that they are superficially similar, right? The deviation is quite large, anyway, it can't be regarded as your parallel world."

Wenwen recalled what she saw while searching for information, those weird world histories in which celebrities and events all had traces of magical girls, and then she held the seed of lament in her hand and asked if she could not understand what they were saying. Sakura Kyoko said, "Girl, raising a witch is such a dangerous act, isn't it good?"

"Are you also a boring righteous person?" Sakura Kyoko looked at the seed of lament that seemed to have not been used before, and then looked up and down Wen Wen's figure with some doubts, and said casually, "Some people just waste food when they live. Is there anything wrong with letting them contribute a little magic to those of us who secretly protect the city?

"Although I am only fighting to satisfy my selfish desire to obtain more usable magic power, and not to protect anyone, is it true that the city is protected? It is very troublesome to cultivate a witch, and this one in your hand is my carefully selected object. If I stay in the prison, I won’t move randomly, I’ve only gained a few times, and it’s a pity to lose it, okay?”

Holding the tip of the seed of lamentation, Wen Wen, who was spinning it on her fingertips, recalled the fate of the magical girl, pondered for a while, and said: "I don't intend to entangle you with these other kinds of death row prisoners, but the essence of the witch's power is far stronger than yours. It is expected to be dangerous, if possible, you should try to use less magic power and avoid long-term contact with witches."

She couldn't find the existence of the soul gem on Wenwen, and Sakura Kyoko stuck her spear on the ground with doubts in her heart, folded her arms and said, "You didn't tell me anything about the duties of a magical girl. But Use less magic?

"Don't be kidding, I, a teenage girl with a ruined family, can live so well because of magic power. Without such a convenient thing, do you want me to accompany a smiling face to pray for relief funds, and then act like nothing?" Do you know how to obediently go to school like a brat? Just stop teasing me, okay?"

Seeing that the already scarce exchange points on the system panel shrunk again, Wen Wen, who knew the importance of currency, nodded, and threw the seed of lament that was useless to her to Sakura Kyoko, who was not far away with a surprised face. :

"Anyway, no one knows what the world will be like in a month's time. I won't interfere with your life here, and you should stop raising a witch for the time being. Talk to me more about your wishes and fulfillments when you become a magical girl." What is your magic?"

Sakura Kyoko, who was touched by Ni Lin again, frowned, glanced at the seed of lament in her hand, and then at Chubby who knew everything in theory, and the image of the hope-originated but hopeless woman appeared again in her mind. Bringing her family's desperate wishes.