Chapter 7
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Massage (1)
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Green is a Magical Girl who wields the Power of Imagination.
With her encyclopedic knowledge of weaponry, she possesses the ability to mass-produce enough arms to outfit an entire army in a single second.
What's more, unlike the other Magical Girls who frequently appear at events and variety shows, she's said to hole up in her mansion, immersing herself in the pursuit of knowledge.
"You're here!"
Unlike her leisurely demeanor from before, Green greeted me with genuine enthusiasm.
This world really is paradise for men. Even a beauty like her would come rushing out barefoot.
"Here, your fare first."
Green pulled a leather wallet from her pocket that looked extraordinarily luxurious.
It was from a brand notorious for its exorbitant prices, stuffed to bursting with crisp fifty-thousand-won bills.
She grabbed about a third of the stack and thrust it toward me.
I feigned delight as I accepted the money, bowing my head politely before stuffing it hastily into my pocket. Then I looked back at her.
"Cold, right? I've got a room, so let's head there."
Of course, my body far transcended human limits, so this chill didn't faze me at all. But fragile rationality like hers stirred protective instincts, so I shivered dramatically.
We walked to the car I'd ridden in before, and I sank into the plush seat.
'Man, I always think this, but... what kind of leather is this made from? It's insanely soft.'
Luxury cars really were on another level, starting with the ride comfort.
"I missed you, Isiyul. Didn't you miss your big sis?"
"Yeah, I missed you too."
"Your words have no soul... You're not just here for the money, are you?"
Of course not.
I did want to see this arrogant bitch's face. That way, I could drown her in my charm.
For all sorts of reasons, I needed to keep crossing paths with this rude woman a few more times.
"No, I really missed you, sis."
"Really...? Then you won't act all grossed out if I touch you like last time?"
"Y-Yeah?"
"I'm gonna touch you."
She didn't need my permission. Green kneaded my thigh without hesitation.
Her touch had grown even bolder; two days ago, she'd only grazed over my clothes, but now her hand slipped inside, caressing bare skin.
"What, you hate it? I thought my hands were fine before."
"I didn't say I hated i—"
"Then why the sour face? I'm not groping you for free. I'm paying top dollar, and you agreed to it."
Green roughly massaged my thigh, her face twisted in clear anger.
"Are you mad?"
"Yeah, I'm pissed. Super pissed! No, not at you, though. Truth is, I've had a ton of frustrating crap piling up lately."
But her expression brightened soon after. She was like a seasoned actress. Were all Magical Girls this unhinged?
"I'll tell you about it in the room."
We'd arrived at the motel.
Green parked in the same spot as last time and opened the passenger door.
She grabbed my wrist firmly and escorted me straight to the room.
"Room 201..."
Her eyes burned with urgency, desire radiating off her like she couldn't wait to devour me.
Beneath that blatant lust, though, she seemed profoundly anxious.
'What the hell is she planning?'
People got anxious mostly over future worries. But what could someone like a Magical Girl possibly fret about?
Doubts tangled in my mind, leaving me to wander lost in delusion without answers.
"We're here... Hurry, get inside before anyone sees."
Green shoved my back into the room. She pushed too hard, nearly toppling me, but I steadied myself.
"I've checked—no hidden cameras..."
She scanned the room again. Her lingering unease felt off.
"Isiyul. Do you know what I do?"
"You said something about a Magical Girl business, right?"
Green, who flaunted her wealth daily, had occasionally mentioned her work.
She produced Magical Girl merch cheaply in Korea and sold it to places like Europe and America...
Considering what she actually did, it wasn't entirely wrong.
"Nah, that's a lie."
"Huh? Then what?"
"Pay attention. This is what your big sis is showing you... And don't tell a soul!"
Green mana swirled fiercely.
This horrifying power, visible to the naked eye, slowly reshaped her body.
Her dress shirt and tight hip-hugging jeans vanished, replaced by a short green-embellished dress.
"If word got out I'm a Magical Girl, every other guy would swarm me, not just you. Right?"
"Y-Yeah!"
It was insane.
Magical Girls were never supposed to reveal their identities.
Even untransformed, they had impressive durability, but not enough to shrug off a deliberate bullet.
They kept it from friends due to assassination risks... Why spill it to a guy she'd met twice online?
"Isiyul. I'm showing you this because I trust you."
The transformed Magical Girl's face was markedly different. The Fairy Queen had altered it to prevent recognition between forms.
"You know who told me to come here? Blue. Magical Girl Blue."
"Blue? I thought you all were closer than blood sisters..."
"Total bullshit. You believe that?"
No. Fifteen years ago, they had been genuinely tight-knit.
"As you know, Madness Isiwoos popped up out of nowhere, babbling about reviving the Empire. We tried to catch him... but failed."
"Failed?"
Bringing up my exploits now...
"Yeah, we almost had him, but the bastard learned some weird technique. We lost him."
Good thing I'd trained. Nearly got captured and torn limb from limb by these bitches.
"Anyway, that big sis called a meeting yesterday and suddenly started ripping into us. She never used to..."
"What'd she say?"
"She started with crap like, 'You know your names are coming up from the top lately, right?' Then, 'I can only shield you so much...' like that."
Green mumbled something, then trailed off. Even she hesitated to badmouth a longtime comrade to a near-stranger.
"She blew up alone, cursing up a storm... Fucking asshole this, son of a bitch that... I held it together 'cause I've got thick skin, but White and Black were sniffling."
"Black and White? I thought they had unbreakable minds immune to mental attacks."
"True, but that vicious cunt Blue broke through and made 'em cry anyway."
She was just spewing curses? My naive assumptions shattered.
"What do I do? Can't quit..."
"Why not just say you're leaving?"
I subtly floated my hope. Without Green, fighting the Magical Girls would be easier.
"Red or Blue might kill me. They're obsessed with keeping the seven intact. Like they're lesbians or something... Their unity fetish is nuts. Know one of the Magical Girl rules?"
I knew without asking. I'd researched them extensively; I was practically an expert on these bitches.
"Everything is shared and decided among the seven! Jesus, aren't they lesbians? What kind of elementary school rule is that?!"
It was like a club formed by kids...
Yet somehow they still followed that childish code.
"Isiyul. Your big sis is really struggling lately...! That's why I want some healing from you. What do you think?"
I quietly climbed onto the bed. The soft sheets cradled my hips.
"What do I think? You're just gonna play with my body anyway, sis."
Green looked momentarily stunned, then smirked darkly and muttered.
"Isiyul. I really like you. My untransformed face creeps guys out. But you're the only man who's stuck around, even if it's for the money... You know how much that means to me?"
With that, Green climbed onto the king-sized bed. Plenty of room for two.
"Here's what you'll do today. Relieve my stress. With a massage."
As she spoke, Green stripped. The skimpy green dress fell away, revealing her naked body beneath.
Suddenly, I was in for a nude massage. From a Magical Girl, no less!
"You'll do it, right?"
I gladly consented.