Chapter 40
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: Papang!
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At that time, Yellow was just a 13-year-old girl. Of course, she wasn't ordinary. Her mother was none other than the boss of a yakuza syndicate that dominated the Japanese archipelago.
Her mother had shown ruthless brilliance from a young age, becoming a yakuza enforcer at just 17 and, following the previous boss's dying wish, ascending to the third-generation leadership at the tender age of 27.
"You pig bastards! Mount Fuji Oni has come! Offer your necks willingly!"
Once she rose to power, she rampaged even more like a rabid dog. She rewarded those who surrendered handsomely, but slaughtered those who didn't with brutal cruelty.
And she was clever.
Anticipating crackdowns on violent organizations, she perfectly transformed her group into a corporation. This allowed her to butcher her enemies without running afoul of the law.
Her enemies weren't limited to rival organizations, of course. Police, prosecutors... even businessmen who opposed her.
Three years later, Yellow's mother had become Japan's unofficial king. One who lurked in the shadows.
"...Mother."
She had personally borne five children, and among them, the youngest, Yellow, had inherited her blood most strongly.
Perhaps because of that, the fearsome yakuza boss took a liking to her youngest. Whether she intended to pass on the organization or not, she subjected the girl to harsh heir training from childhood.
"I have no intention of following in your footsteps, Mother."
"Have you lost your mind? After all I've raised you to be!"
Her scarred face twisted in fury at those words.
If it had been her second child, weak-hearted like her father, or her eldest, who dreamed of law school with a rottenly sharp mind, she might not have gotten angry.
But her youngest, who had inherited her own nature more intensely than anyone, saying that? It infuriated her.
Even at 13, precociously mature Yellow continued.
"Mother, the times have changed."
"I know that! That's why I've changed too."
Changed? Nonsense! The 13-year-old swallowed a bitter smile and quietly listened to her mother.
"I just reformed a gang that only swung violence around. Made it refined and clever. Now we're Japan's top corporation. Even the prime minister can't lift his head in front of me!"
And that method was already outdated. Nothing stays new forever. The girl thought that and countered.
"You should know that prime minister has changed now."
"That kid from the police commissioner? Ha! Sure, she's a pain. But she can't touch me. If I get arrested, Japan falls apart."
And indeed, that was true. If a corporation handling construction, loan sharking, and countless other businesses vanished, Japan would suffer greatly.
"So you're saying you won't take that seat? Just because of that punk?!"
"That's not the reason, Mother. I..."
Her breath came in rough gasps. Her heart pounded wildly.
Could she succeed? No, she could. She had gained power beyond human limits...
But if she failed? Her mother wouldn't spare even her own child if they dared to strike at her. So the girl—no, Yellow—couldn't calm her racing heart.
"Enough. We'll end this talk. Come back later."
"...No, it has to be today, Mother."
"What?"
Whoosh! A brilliant yellow light enveloped Yellow's body. The sudden flash blinded the Mount Fuji Oni, and that was the end.
From between the light, her powerful arm shot out, piercing straight through her mother's face. Crunch! The opponent couldn't even react as her face was punched through like a donut.
It took less than five seconds. The room fell silent again. One corpse, one girl gasping for breath.
"It's done..."
Though the killing took mere seconds, it took the girl minutes to calm down.
"It's done, it's done!"
And the first emotion she felt was... exhilaration. She felt no guilt for killing her own mother.
A magical girl of justice had to eliminate evil, after all. Family ties meant nothing in the face of that.
"With this... with this... Her Majesty the Queen will be pleased..."
The Fairy Queen had given the magical girl Yellow a solemn command. To kill her own mother—a heartless order.
Yellow hadn't hesitated at all. Defying her command wasn't justice, and magical girls had to act that way.
So she accepted it. And felt no guilt. Her duty was justice, after all.
'The reason you died... is because you couldn't accept change. Know that.'
There would be no more world groaning under evil. Everything would cycle according to justice.
The innocent weak would be protected by the strong, and evildoers persecuted.
Yellow had slain the tyrannical king tormenting her hometown and country.
So no regrets. If anything, it felt exhilarating.
"...Now peace will come."
A refreshing smile spread across the girl's face.
Of course, it was later revealed that the Fairy Queen had received "some" compensation from the prime minister to eliminate her mother.
No one knew what that compensation was. She refused to say.
I opened my eyes under a utility pole, amid a pile of trash. A foul stench assaulted my nose.
"Ugh, ack! My head..."
As I sat up, my head throbbed like it was splitting. Was it from sleeping rough in the cold? No, why would I catch a cold?
'Drunk...? Me, drunk?!'
It was shocking. The immense maki inherent in me should decompose any alcohol instantly. Nothing could intoxicate this body.
So why was I drunk? Curious, I examined my body closely and felt a foreign power.
'Ma, ma, mana?'
Mana that shouldn't exist was faintly melting into my bloodstream!
Maki and mana have properties that attract each other.
So if mana enters the body of someone with maki, big trouble ensues.
All the maki inside gets drawn to the mana, paralyzing abilities!
Right now, I was just a slightly stronger human who rarely got sick—nothing more.
'That's why I got drunk. No maki to break down the alcohol, so I turned normal. Damn it...'
But how did mana get into my body? I hadn't drunk any magical girl blood.
Either way, it was bad. If I ran into Yellow or her minions in this state, I'd be defenseless.
I hurriedly turned to leave. My plan was to escape the city fast.
'...Hm?'
Then it hit me. An incredibly powerful mana wafted from somewhere.
Focusing, I sensed who it was... an intensely cold feeling. No need to guess—it was Blue.
She was already standing behind me. Powerful mana wrapped around my body.
"There you are."
"...What? How'd you know?"
"Ha? Of course I'd know where you are. If I want to, I can pinpoint your location in seconds."
This meant she'd implanted a tracker chip or spell somewhere in my body.
I'd have to remove it later.
"Come here. I have something for us to do... Ah, no need to go back to Korea."
"...Why?"
"Love hotel's right there. Perfect timing."
Blue lightly placed her hand on my body. When she pulled, a fragrant scent overwhelmed me. My head spun instantly.
No chance to speak. Blue dragged me to the love hotel in a flash.
As I stood there dazed, she smirked, paid at the counter, and hauled me to a room.
"Isiyul."
Muttering my name in a serious tone, Blue fiddled with my shoulder. Was she about to say something grave...?
"I have something to tell you. So much happened today."
Another all-nighter? Or did the Fairy Queen hit a joint with her?
Whatever it was, she looked upset. The woman who always grinned happily while staring at my crotch now had a straight face.
"Hey, I want some comfort from you."
"Comfort? You get that all the time."
"Today's special."
She flopped onto the bed. Normally she'd shove me down there, but today felt different.
She slightly loosened her bulging dress shirt from her chest and beckoned me. Wiggle, wiggle. Her long white fingers beckoned back and forth.
I slowly approached the bed. Instead of pouncing like a crocodile, she gave me a gaze filled with longing.
"Stroke my hair."
"...Pardon?"
"Let's do papang play."
"Uh, what's that?"
"Papang!"
...Had this 30-year-old woman finally lost her mind?