Day One: Magical Girls' Dormitory Check-In Greeting (Black - Hypnotic Sexual Harassment Welcome Ceremony) (1)
Er and Black entered the dormitory just like that.
Unlike its intimidating exterior, the inside of the dormitory felt remarkably classic and cozy.
The moment they stepped into the entryway, that text floated up in the air as a holographic screen.
Of course. This place must be strict about hygiene.
Still, rules were rules—they had to follow them. Black stripped right there alongside Er.
"Underwear... should be fine, right? It says clothing with outside dust on it."
"...Probably."
Er muttered as if confirming, and Black gave an ambiguous reply. It didn't really matter to Black either way in her current state.
Er was wearing white underwear underneath, but Black had had all her underwear taken by the Factory Manager during their earlier interview, leaving her completely naked.
She'd hesitated for a moment about whether to undress fully, but in the end, she decided following the rules took priority over exposing her shameful nudity, so she boldly stripped everything off.
Black tossed her clothes into the designated bin nearby and hurriedly covered her body with her arms.
"Black, you okay?"
"Not... really okay. What do I do? No underwear, and I have to walk around like this...?"
She couldn't just put her clothes back on either.
Pondering what to do, she decided for now to slip into the slippers with Er and head inside. She still carefully walked with her privates and breasts covered by her hands and arms. Come to think of it, there probably weren't many people around anyway, and it was a women's dormitory, so maybe it'd be fine...
With that naive reassurance, Black relaxed—only for a hulking gray-skinned man to suddenly appear right in front of her.
"Hello. You two must be the magical girls Er and Black, right? The factory called ahead."
"Ah, yes, hello."
"H-Hello..."
The muscular giant who'd popped up introduced himself as the manager of the place.
"I'm the Ten Manager. Call me Ten, Mr. Ten, or Manager—whatever's comfortable."
"I handle pretty much everything in this dormitory. There are helpers, but I'm the main one—got it?"
"Oh, and the dormitory rules? Unless the factory specifically requested them, I set most of them myself. So if you're ever unsure about a rule, just ask me anytime."
He was dressed in an embarrassingly skimpy tank top and shorts, his sturdy frame wrapped in rock-hard muscles—a proper monster of a man.
But surprisingly, his tone was warm and gentle, without the intimidation his appearance suggested.
After wrapping up that explanation, Ten Manager glanced at Black.
"By the way, we did say to undress, but you didn't need to go all the way to your underwear."
"...Well, at the factory..."
As Black hesitated, Ten Manager grinned and nodded like he'd figured it out right away.
"Got it. That happens sometimes. Some residents lose their panties outside and come back without 'em. You're just following the rules—no need to be so embarrassed. Just keep doing that from now on."
"Ah, yes..."
"Alright then."
Ten Manager smiled and extended his hand.
Palm up, positioned precariously close to their crotches.
"Let's start with a handshake. You already learned what a handshake means in this city at the factory, right?"
Black and Er glanced down at his palm for a moment, then naturally lifted themselves onto it, mounting their pussies atop his hand.
A short while later, after handshakes and self-introductions, the two received a tour of the dormitory under Ten Manager's guidance.
Just like when they'd first entered, the interior felt incredibly cozy.
Clean and tidy, with warm-colored wallpapers and meticulously crafted interior details everywhere.
But what stood out most were the paintings hanging throughout the dormitory—masterpieces worthy of a gallery.
Like that one on the wall... of a magical girl lewdly spreading her pussy wide...
Or the one of a magical girl surrounded by monster men exposing their cocks, getting gangbanged...
Or the magical girl bowing her head before a dick while shaking her ass in a dance...
Or the one wielding a dildo like a weapon...
Looking at each one was oddly educational—a corridor that felt profoundly artistic and refined, despite everything.
For some reason, staring at them made her lower belly tingle, her face flushing hot... Why? Why does it feel arousing?
"Those paintings are modeled after the residents here. Drawing's my hobby."
"You drew them yourself?"
"Yup. If you like them, I can paint you two sometime. Look forward to it—I'll make the lewdest masterpieces anyone would blush to show off."
"Thank you. Can't wait."
Er nodded happily, while Black kept her excitement hidden but felt her heart race all the same.
Modeling for a painting was a first for her. She was pretty curious what it'd feel like.
Ten Manager lightly explained the dormitory's layout, the cafeteria location, and such, then announced it was finally time to show them to their rooms.
Incidentally, Er had been in her underwear the whole time, while Black was still stark naked beside her. At the manager's command, Black wasn't even allowed to cover herself anymore, so she could only cross her arms under her jiggling breasts, brazenly exposing her pussy and nipples as she walked.
Thankfully, they hadn't run into any other men besides the manager, but they'd encountered several other residents—presumably fellow magical girls living there—and being seen by them left Black feeling a little, no, a lot embarrassed...
Finally heading back to my room now... Wonder if I can get dressed once I'm there... Still no underwear, though...
"Think that's enough of a dorm tour for now. I'll fill you in on schedules, rules, and other facilities as we go."
"Now, time to show you to your rooms. Your luggage already arrived."
"But before that, your rooms are a bit far apart, so... let's do this."
"No helping it," he said, gesturing in the air like he was manipulating something.
Moments later, footsteps echoed from down the hall.
Turning, they saw another monster identical to Ten Manager approaching from the corridor.
"Eh... twins?"
"Nah, clones."
Ten Manager grinned and raised his hand. The approaching clone mirrored the smile and high-fived him.
""I told you I manage everything here, right?''
""But one body's not enough. So I work with these shared-consciousness clones.''
""They're limited, but enough to handle one-on-one with every resident.''"
Ten Manager and the clone turned to them in sync, their voices overlapping perfectly like a single speaker.
It wasn't just resemblance—they clearly shared a consciousness.
Is that even possible? How does that work? Is that why he's the manager here?
"No need to worry about the details. Anyway, shall we? Er, this me will take you to your room. Black, come with me. That cool?"
And so Er and Black parted ways there.
Black followed the original Ten Manager she'd met at the entrance up the stairs to her room.
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After moving into the dormitory, time passed and night fell.
Now, in the dead of night, Black had snuck out of her room and come to Er's.
And in Er's room was one more—not a person, but a fairy.
"This sudden move is suspicious as hell, nyang."
The non-humanoid Cookie Fairy—in her cat plush toy form—sat cross-armed in the middle of the bed, muttering.
Cookie seemed dissatisfied with this abrupt change.
"But Pure White's identity still hasn't been exposed. They're suspicious, but it'll be fine. Liliza's not someone who'd go down easy."
"...True, but we need to meet her again sometime. Problem is, if you magical girls are under surveillance because of her, she might be watched even more closely, nyang."
Indeed.
All magical girls connected to Liliza had been relocated here en masse—for surveillance.
Which meant Liliza herself could be under far heavier scrutiny than any of them.
Incidentally, Cookie's camouflage magic was active in the room, making it look like only Er was there.
Black's room had a similar spell—cast by Black herself. It was even superior to Cookie's, leaving the fairy impressed later.
Even if camouflage wasn't Cookie's specialty, for Black—a magical girl—to outdo a fairy at literal magic marked her as anything but ordinary.
"Alright. Let's start the meeting, nyang."
And so the meeting began between two magical girls and one fairy.