Angel Magical Girls (5): Ouriel's Garden Intrusion
Ouriel, who held a position on par with Michaela, stood at the site where Brunhild had been defeated. Towering at 180cm with ample, angelic breasts that matched her stature, and wings befitting a heavenly being. Yet Ouriel carried no armor or weapons. She wore a thin tank top and leggings that accentuated her figure, dressed as if she were heading straight to the gym. Strangely enough, a mask resembling a gas mask covered her nose and mouth.
"Hah, Michaela's just a useless spectator who can't do shit, so why didn't Lady Einsl call me?"
Ouriel had always been at the forefront of gate battles, and she was seething over not being deployed for an incident that had already claimed four angels. Upon hearing that Brunhild had fallen, she'd rushed here immediately, bringing along one of her subordinates—an angel with spatial teleportation abilities.
Ouriel swiftly analyzed all the surrounding mana.
"No matter how smart or strong they are, it's still just a monster human in the end. Knew it. Gotcha."
"Really!?"
"Of course. Who do you think I am? I'm Ouriel."
Ouriel thrust out her massive chest in a dramatic pose, then beckoned to her subordinate. The angel immediately drew a spatial teleportation magic circle based on the information she'd provided.
"Um, Lady Ouriel."
"What."
"Shouldn't we wait for reinforcements before—"
"Hah? You mocking me?"
The angel frantically shook their hands and head.
"No! Absolutely not! It's just... even Brunhild used Lady Einsl's noble phantasm and still lost..."
"Hey? What? 'Lady' Brunhild? You nuts?"
"S-sorry!"
"That bitch Brunhild is weak. Never beaten me in a single spar. No idea why Michaela likes her."
She raised both hands in exasperation, mocking Michaela. "From what I saw, she got her ass handed to her without doing jack shit. Ugh, total disgrace to angels. Her halo was practically gone too. Hurry up and open it. I'm gonna slaughter them all and come back."
"Y-yes, ma'am."
It's not like that at all... Despite the junior angel's reluctance, they activated their ability on Ouriel. Her body was enveloped in light and vanished.
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"Hm? What's this? Looks like a garden. But underground? How do flowers even grow down here?"
Ouriel tilted her head at the scene after teleporting. In the vast underground space stretched a magnificent garden filled with flowers and trees of every variety. Though she'd landed smack in the heart of enemy territory, she strolled calmly, admiring the greenery. Whoever tended it had done an exquisite job—beautiful enough to draw involuntary praise. The paths were carpeted in grass, and the walls dividing the garden sections were all made of hedges.
But here and there, something odd caught her eye.
"What the hell is this?"
They didn't look like flowers or trees—more like massive cocoons. Enormous ones, big enough to fit a person. Now that she noticed, they were hanging everywhere: from trees, on the ground, attached to branches.
Curious, Ouriel approached for a closer look and spotted something strange. Behind the cocoons were hose-like tubes, visibly pulsing as if extracting something from within.
"What are these cocoons?"
Tap. Tap.
She poked one lightly. Suddenly—
Riiip!
"Wh-what!?"
The cocoon burst open like a blooming flower, revealing its contents.
"A-a person!?"
Inside was a naked woman.
"You sick fuck—are you using women as nutrients!?"
It wasn't just a naked woman. Her arms and legs were engulfed in tentacle-like appendages, with more crammed into her ears, nose, and mouth. Even her precious pussy and asshole were impaled. And they weren't just plugged in—they writhed blatantly to induce pleasure. The woman's body was flushed red with arousal, slick with sweat. The mana inside her marked her as no ordinary human: definitely a magical girl or hunter.
Squirt!
"Nngh...!"
The captive climaxed, spraying fluids that splattered Ouriel's face.
"Hold on... don't tell me..."
Realizing the truth, Ouriel scanned the surroundings. Now the cocoons everywhere stood out. In this massive underground chamber, this suspicious garden, those countless pods—at a glance, over a hundred easy.
"All of these have magical girls and hunters inside...?"
Only then did Ouriel grasp the gravity of the situation.
I have to report this.
She backed away from the cocoon and bolted toward her teleportation point. But something felt off.
"Why's it blocked?"
She clearly remembered walking this way, yet it was sealed perfectly clean, as if it had never been open.
Did I imagine it...?
Running along the walls, Ouriel realized the truth minutes later.
"Someone's moving the hedges."
Guiding her. Luring her deeper. No matter how she turned, she was being herded toward the garden's center. That's where the monster human owner must be. Judging escape impossible, Ouriel paused to stretch. Her huge breasts jiggled, her thick hips and plump ass asserting themselves vigorously.
"Fine. Time to beat the shit out of everyone and head back."
Confident in her combat prowess above any angel, she followed the path with purpose. Sensing her intent, the monster human shifted the hedge walls right before her eyes, carving a straight path to the center.
Ouriel advanced slowly. The garden's heart came into view.
A woman?
There sat two women. The taller one lounged in a chair woven from plants, cradling the smaller one in her arms. They looked strikingly similar—both with golden hair, different heights but near-identical features.
Sisters?
The taller woman's long hair connected to a massive tree behind her, while the smaller sported twin tails. Oddly, the taller emitted no mana—like a normal human—while the smaller radiated an immense power that even put Ouriel on edge.
As she approached, the presumed older sister spoke.
"Welcome. What brings you here? This place is usually just for me and my little sister Ai."
Sisters after all.
"I'm hunting a monster human."
"Hm... You seem like an angel magical girl. Here for the abducted angels?"
"You could say that."
Ouriel kept talking to buy time, scanning the center rapidly.
Those tubes from the cocoons all lead to that huge tree... but why's her hair connected?
"Something on your mind?"
Ouriel tensed, realizing her thoughts were read, but the woman's inaction let her gauge her quickly.
"Where'd you snag these women from?"
"Hm... Overmind brought them, right?"
"Overmind...? You mean the first S-rank monster human?"
"Yep! The original S-rank monster human! Overmind's famous, huh~ Right, Ai?"
Stroke, stroke.
"So that monster human and Overmind are the same?"
"Yup~"
Ouriel felt a chill at how freely the woman spilled critical info without barter.
"And let me tell you how amazing Overmind is~"
Overmind's abilities. His current plans. How he turned angels into weapons. The true nature of Black Tree Guild. Each revelation was staggering; cold sweat beaded on Ouriel's brow. She knew why the woman could say this. She knew Ouriel couldn't escape. And that she couldn't share it.
Is there really no way out?
She'd already tried contacting her subordinate with holy mana countless times unnoticed, but it was like another world—no mana escaped the space.
"Hoo..."
Think positive. If I escape, I can relay all this.
No need for probing. The woman was a normal human. Kill first, think later.
Bam!
Vanishing with only a sound, Ouriel's hand reached for the seated woman—
Thud.
"!"
A tiny hand from the sleeping girl in her lap blocked it.
"Why's everyone so desperate to die? All of you are such weaklings."
Bam!
"Huh?"
Ai's hand gripping hers exploded, and Ouriel leaped back.
"Weak little thing with some neat tricks? Bet you taste good."
Slink.
Seeing the arm regenerate instantly, Ouriel memorized it.
Regeneration? No, time-related? Nah, it rebuilt from the end. Restoration, then. Attack until it can't regen!
Under Ouriel's barrage, Ai's body burst apart helplessly. Ouriel clicked her tongue at the endless regeneration.
She's always protecting her head.
Her hand lunged for the head again. Every prior head strike had been dodged or blocked elsewhere—Ouriel targeted it obsessively.
Thump.
Finally, Ouriel's large hand touched Ai's face.
"Gotcha! Wait, what!?"
But the space stayed silent. The head should've exploded—no reaction from her hand or Ai.
"Na-hyun unnie's Ability Nullification. Filth."
Grin.
Ai smirked and ripped off Ouriel's hand gripping her head.