Chapter 58
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 56
Chapter Title: Isiwoos, Life's Greatest Crisis! (1)
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"Transform!"
The activation phrase for a Magical Girl's transformation is simple. Just chant those two syllables, and mana takes care of the rest.
Compared to that, mine's a bit longer. "Get lost..." Four syllables—twice as many.
I stood there lost in such thoughts, and before I knew it, the transformation was complete.
"Magical Girl of Whimsy, Black."
She murmured it with a smile, looking proud of herself.
Hah, just blurting out her identity like that. She's got some guts. I doubt that's why the Fairy Queen turned her into a Magical Girl.
"How about that? Surprised?"
Her tone had suddenly turned polite, but to me—who knew her true bitchy nature—it was downright awkward.
"Nope."
"...Yeah, figured as much. You're Isiwoos's creation, after all. You've probably got a good idea who I am by now."
Black nodded as if she'd expected that, wearing a dress identical to Blue's except for the color.
It hit me anew... Magical Girl outfits are so damn shameless. Exposing the belly and chest like some whore's getup.
It was pretty arousing, though. Sometimes Blue would transform and straddle me—the way her pussy clenched then...
'Fuck, no. Snap out of it.'
I shook my head violently to banish the sudden rush of maki from my mind.
"Might as well get a good look at your face while I'm at it..."
Black strode right up to me. Then she started appraising me slowly, like some merchant inspecting merchandise.
When her eyes fell on my pale skin, she radiated vicious jealousy. And when she spotted the green tattoo on my neck, she looked ready to go berserk like a total lunatic.
"Filthy slut."
At least she didn't grab my hair and shake me like before. If it ended with just an insult, I'd call that a bargain.
Her gaze gradually turned lecherous. She ogled my naked body with sticky eyes, satisfying her own desires.
Then it stopped at my arm, and she furrowed her brow. Something other than anger welled up inside her.
"Oh no...! So someone else has already been here before me?"
Black shot me a fierce glare and demanded an answer.
She was staring in shock at the black spade tattoo etched on my arm.
As for that tattoo—it was a fake one I'd conjured with maki just to get into this club. No real thought behind it...
"Even Isiwoos's creation can't escape us if they get caught...!"
Like a madwoman, Black shook her head and spouted nonsense.
Did this black spade mean something special? Come to think of it, there were tons of guys throughout the club with the same tattoo.
They all looked like total dickheads, so I'd wondered...
"Who's your master? I should go pay them a visit. I can't just hand over a top-tier plaything like you without a fight... but I'll snag you somehow."
"Master...? I don't have one."
"You don't know what this tattoo means?"
Black narrowed her eyes and muttered at me, looking like some zealous scholar scolding an ignorant fool. It was ridiculous.
"No."
"...So you just got it without knowing what the Black Spade tattoo signifies?"
"They said I needed it to get into this club."
Even Doctor Rico didn't know the reason. Thinking back, maybe she did but was too lazy to explain...
"This tattoo means... pledging your life to eternal servitude to the superior race."
Yeah, knew it. Had a feeling it was something like that.
"In that case, I'm your first, right?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah..."
"This makes me so happy. To be the first for a naturally slutty guy like you."
To be precise, she was my fourth. After Green, Blue, and Yellow.
Counting my past life, that makes five.
Not too late among the women I plan to conquer ahead, right in the middle.
"Looking forward to it."
With that, Black infused mana into the black spade tattoo on my arm.
Bzzz! My arm vibrated briefly before settling. She'd engraved a tracking spell.
"Your life's over now."
The dark-skinned Magical Girl giggled as she said it.
***
Bailing out in a hurry from that racist club in Itaewon was the right call.
You always go when they say they'll let you leave. And more importantly, frigid mana was swirling nearby.
"Goddamn it. Fuck."
Mountain after mountain, huh? Why do I have to keep getting laid non-stop without a breather?
Sure, it's the fate I brought on myself... but it feels too harsh.
"Why say such mean things, Isiyul?"
Blue clung to me with cutesy affection that didn't suit her at all.
At first glance, she seemed like a girlfriend snuggling up. But reality was different. Her creepy hands kept groping my ass.
"No bad words in front of me from now on."
"You just said weird shit yourself..."
"I won't use them either."
Shouldn't she stop groping my ass first before lecturing me? But this 30-year-old auntie kept kneading my butt to satisfy her urges, all while acting cutesy.
In the end, I gave up and let her have my ass.
"Today's such a happy day. The sky looks extra blue today."
"It's night right now."
"No bad words!"
Smack! Blue flicked her finger against my forehead. It looked like a light tap from her slender white index, but it was enough to snap my head back.
"Ow!"
What the fuck is this shit?! The sudden pain brought tears to my eyes. Clutching my throbbing forehead, I glared at her. She wore a devilish smile.
"If sis says it's daytime, even pitch-black night is daytime! Got it?"
"W-Wait, what does that even—"
"No bad words!"
This time, no flick. Instead, Blue balled up her seemingly delicate fist.
'What the hell's with her today, fuck.'
She was bouncing around like she'd popped some pills.
Did she scavenge and chug some of Yellow's drugs? Ugh, that shit hurts like hell!
"Isiyul. It's getting dark—wanna grab a drink? I know a spot nearby."
Daytime earlier, now it's night? Whatever.
I swallowed my complaints and listened quietly. Miss a word, and I'd get pummeled for sure.
"Sis is buying."
Free booze? No reason to refuse. But this shady rapist—in other words,
a 30-year-old woman acting cutesy with a smaller guy and calling herself a Magical Girl? Terrifying. I should decline.
"Yeah, let's go..."
"Heh, great."
If this were normal, anyway.
And so, Blue and I slowly walked somewhere. Past streets packed with foreigners, we reached an area lined with old-school bars.
[Han’s Liquor House]
Blue walked slowly, then stopped in front of a shop with a particularly weathered sign.
A sweet smell wafted from inside, like burning sugar into candy. Looked like a bar that also made sweets.
"This is it. Place I know."
She nudged my back. Too hard—I nearly stumbled.
The inside was surprisingly flashy. Shelves of pricey liquor bottles glowed in various colors, brightening the place.
Especially that red lighting... it had a naughty vibe.
A spot like this should be popular despite the worn exterior. But it was just us two. First customers, maybe?
'No bartender, though...?'
Click!
I glanced around, wondering. Then came the sound of the door locking behind us.
Blue was the culprit. She grinned with glee at me, then slipped behind the display case.
"Rented the whole place. No one's coming."
She grabbed a bottle gruffly and chugged it straight—no pour.
The bottle looked twice the size of a PET one, contents glugging down her throat.
Magical Girl bodies don't get drunk easy, so she'd be fine chugging like that.
"Whew! Finally warming up inside. Hey, Isiyul... Sis has something to show you."
Blue emerged from behind the case again. Meanwhile, I'd sat at the bar. Figured it'd take forever if she was drinking.
"Where'd I put it... Hmm! Ugh, screw it! Transform!"
A burst of icy mana swirled, and her outfit changed. Same shameless Magical Girl dress as Black's from earlier today.
"Stashed it in this pocket... Damn, what a scatterbrain I am."
Blue dug into her dress pocket and rummaged. After a bit, she pulled out a long pink plastic stick.
"Ta-da!"
"...What's this?"
"Hmm, never seen one? Oh, my finger's covering it."
She removed the finger blocking the middle of the plastic.
Below it... two red lines!
"Huh?"
"Finally notice?"
Under the two red lines, it read:
Non-pregnant: One line.
Pregnant♡: Two lines.
"Uh...?"
...Oh shit.