A Typical Day in the Magical Girls' Lives
Dongtan New City. Technically, it wasn't a full-fledged city—just a part of Hwaseong City. But thanks to aggressive policies and the explosive popularity of a certain streamer duo, it was treated like its own independent municipality. Lately, it had been gaining attention as the "safest" spot in the capital region, leaning even harder into that autonomy.
"Hiking in this day and age? You're way too careless."
"Sorry..."
A magical girl was scolding some hikers. In an era where gates and monsters rampaged freely, spending hours in nature was practically suicidal. Especially in Korea, where gates rarely popped up in urban areas—that made it even worse. It was like throwing away guaranteed safety to invite danger right to your door.
"Sigh. Off you go. Keep an eye on your surroundings."
"Y-Yes ma'am!"
It wasn't just Alice Calamity—even petite magical girls like her sent hikers packing with a weary sigh.
"Aigh... What a pain."
Her tawny bob cut framed drooping dog ears, and the tail that had been wagging supportively at her waist now hung limp in exhaustion. She looked like the magical girl version of a kemonomimi character from subculture—or, fitting the times, a transformation-type awakener.
She was Blade Fang, Cheon Yu-ri, the powerful guardian who had claimed Dongtan New City as her "territory" (though she wasn't consciously aware of it) and turned it into a safe haven.
"Nureungi. We didn't get photographed, right?"
"A few shots slipped through meong."
"Again? Geez."
Her tail twitched irritably as she retrieved the three swords she'd used to slice through five monsters moments ago.
"This perception inhibition thing... it's really reliable, right?"
"Should be fine for most cases meong. Unless something as strong as what you got hits 'Inugami Tenri' head-on while perceiving her meong."
"Eh, come on. Even if there are tons of suspicious, capable folks around... no way someone's that intense."
And Blade Fang's true identity? None other than a VTuber. Debuting in Etheria's second-gen group "Luna Lake" under the massive Lightning corp, she role-played as a dog goddess with her suspiciously competent, devoted fandom of "mutties." Inugami Tenri was at the peak of popularity as a corporate powerhouse.
"Ugh... Why'd I transform into my exact avatar look? Seriously. Nureungi, you!"
...She was also the tragic woman who, thanks to contracting simultaneously, ended up transforming into her virtual avatar's spitting image.
"Not my fault meong. That was just the form your subconscious saw as ideal meong."
"Urk... Sigh. I'm not even a girl to begin with. Why pick me?"
"If you have pure dreams and hopes as a girl, anyone can become a magical girl meong."
"Kyaaah! Stop it!"
Pure dreams and hopes, my ass. You're still such a kid at heart... She screamed at the sharp red-pill truth and soared back into the sky.
"Wah... If this gets out, it'd be a huge scandal."
"Saw some magical girls flaunting it openly meong."
"Ah... yeah."
She knew who they meant—the recent media storm.
"Wanna consult her meong? She's your senior; won't treat you bad meong."
"...Nah, I'm good for now."
The company had issued specific guidelines, and honestly, coming out felt awkward. Even the boss's gaze—forced to reveal due to family and scheduling issues—was burdensome enough.
Ugh... 'Sorry for the shorter stream today!'
Blade Fang's ears and tail twitched involuntarily, recalling the boss's encouragement: It's saving lives, after all. Normally, skipping stream time for something like this would've gotten her roasted by viewers before the boss even cared. But in these grim times, even the wilder chat boards were subdued. Unless you were the type to live carefree regardless, everyone was holding back.
Stream cuts barely registered.
Wait... or not? In a normal world, I'd just stream as usual...?
A brief airheaded lapse, but her resolve stayed firm.
"Can't expand this territory any further!"
...Of course, she had no idea a suspicious magical girl senior-junior duo had already caught her tail.
Early morning. Normally, I'd head out to meet the foxes, but priorities today meant skipping it.
"How's school life treating you?"
"What do you mean by that desu wa yo?"
Basically, the family counseling I'd been mulling over. Why ask? Your speech pattern screams for worry. Kids bully over the pettiest reasons. Adults aren't much better, honestly.
With speech that unique, how could I not fret?
"No issues at all desu wa."
"Really? No need to hide it."
"For real desu wa? Su-yeon's friend zapped all the mean kids and fixed everything desu wa yo."
Cross-verified with Su-ho just in case, and it matched. He'd meant to call but stuck to text—probably awkward. Shouldn't I be the sorry one? Why's he more shrunk up?
No forcing it, so back to Su-yeon.
"Sounds like an amazing friend."
"So-yeon is an incredible friend desu wa."
"So-yeon's her name? Similar to yours."
"She said the same when we first met desu wa yo."
Guess that's how they bonded.
"Rich family, super strong, smart too. Gets along with Su-yeon. Totally amazing desu wa."
"Bet she's worried sick about you."
"...Hehe. Probably desu wa yo?"
What a cheat-key all-rounder. Still, she hadn't called for help during the last incident. Su-yeon's quirky but not dumb—she knew. It was beyond what even an amazing friend could handle.
"I was scared she'd overdo it for Su-yeon's sake desu wa..."
"Yet you called me right away."
"Eee. Onii-sama's different desu wa~."
"Yeah, yeah."
Her mascot in the egg probably tipped her off. Knew I'd handle it.
I chuckled and patted the slightly deflated Su-yeon amid her retort.
"Alright, time to see your friends."
"Yes~."
9 a.m. nearing—school time. Long-overdue friend time after absences from the incident.
...Not actual school, though. I brought her here to keep her safe; sending her back defeats the purpose.
"Settings all checked?"
"Perfect desu wa."
Remote attendance it was. Arranged with? The government. School bureaucracy's a hassle—finished talks during Seong-yooni's stay.
"Imperfect daily life, but bear with it awhile."
Once her mascot hatches and contracts, she'll have enough power to roam solo. Full normalcy then.
"Eee. Su-yeon's thrilled desu wa? No bearing at all desu wa yo?"
"Good to hear."
"...Onii-sama."
"Hm?"
"Once the egg hatches... do I have to go back?"
Unexpected—I scratched my cheek. She'd miss family at her age. But just one night away. More vacation vibe than loss.
No need to pour cold water now; views might change later.
"If you wanna stay then, you can."
"Neeh~!"
She beamed like a blooming flower, then "headed to school" in her room. Didn't expect such joy.
With time free, maybe check on the foxes. Hm, introduce them to Su-yeon later? She'd love it.
Musing that, I stepped out for my routine walk.
"Lady's at school. This? Magic sound booth knockoff."
Today's stream: transformed 3D mode. Plus an ice crystal "ice booth" for emergencies. Su-yeon's in class but wanders during breaks.
"...Hey. Lady."
Why's she chatting from there?
"Guys. Don't bully the wrong person."
Su-yeon fled after I spotted her—deal with later. Normalized the derailing chat.
"...Huh."
True. How'd she catch every stream? YareYareOhjoSama was chat-active too.
"Hold up. Junior? Isn't it class time for you too?"
Seong-yoon popped up during overlapping times before too.
"...Not for real, right?"
Probed SusanooTempest after spotting her post-Seong-yoon.
Bzzz—
"......"
Like before, it was legit. Aris, how'd you meme-ify so fast? What's with everyone today?
"Why's morning stream turning into a junior meetup?"
She even knew Korean memes now. Not its intended use, but hey—user discretion.
Checked viewer list—Aris dipped. Wait, flashed a big-corp VTuber nick? Nah, hallucinating.
"Ari—er, Tempest junior's overbooked, that's all."
Forced rest from excess activity. Possible only since Japan's improved—but still no real slack. Power management break.
"Yeah."
The minor nick drama faded as the stream rolled on. Nothing major anyway.
A peaceful interlude, all in all.