Magical Girl and the Hypnosis Program (Black - Front Door Sexual Harassment) (1)
Cookie's urgent visit today was to let them know she'd be away for a while.
"We've been searching for Kay in our own way here, nyang... but as expected of such an important figure, it seems they've got her hidden away tight, nyang."
"Where have you looked?"
"Places like the Grand Canyon, Hawaii beaches, Japanese ryokans, Australia's Great Barrier Reef, Florida's Disney World, Las Vegas, the Golden Temple..."
She's just been sightseeing around the world.
While we're suffering like this!
Forced into this horrific, nightmarish, inhuman grind of labor!
And you're out touring global landmarks!?
"Shut up."
Thwack!
Guh... ack...
She hadn't even voiced a protest—just shot Cookie a glare—and suddenly Cookie's cat punch slammed into her gut.
That small, squishy-looking paw packed magic, making the blow surprisingly heavy.
And the spot she hit was right below the navel, deep in the lower abdomen.
A precise strike, the magical impact rippling inward all the way to her womb.
A uterus punch, plain and simple.
The effect was devastating. Black's strength drained from her body in an instant, and she nearly slid to the floor right there.
Ugh... wow... stars bursting in my vision... my insides tingling... feels like I'm awakening to something new...
Why... why am I smiling? A weird "hehe" grin leaking out on its own... huh? Wh-what...?
"I figure blindly rushing around won't get us anywhere, so I'm trying a different approach to the investigation, nyang."
"Hoo... huhet... hi... uh, wh-what...? Different? How?"
Black clutched her throbbing lower belly, doubled over and trembling, but managed to voice her question at Cookie's words.
"I'm heading to the Magical Girl United Front, nyang. Word is something big's brewing over there right now."
Magical Girl United Front or Magical Girl Liberation Front
A group led by magical girls, made up of humans who had escaped the aliens' hypnotic broadcasts.
They were in open rebellion against the Mech拉克, the insidious extraterrestrial invaders methodically conquering Earth, carrying out all sorts of activities in defiance.
With even fellow Earthlings falling under the hypnotic waves, their operations were strictly underground.
They pressed on doggedly, enduring curses or betrayals from hypnotized comrades, all for the singular goal of reclaiming the planet.
Participation required personal referrals to guard against spies, which meant Cookie and Er had never made contact.
Black, holed up in her room, was no exception.
"I got in touch with one of the magical girls in the United Front, nyang. ...And I have a rough idea of what's going down there now."
"I'll join up with them for a while and tag along, nyang. Peanut and the 'cooperators' are already hanging out there. I only came here to tell you about it, Black, nyang."
"But if I get too far, even fairy 'teleportation' or 'summoning' spells won't reach easily. Magic drain's too high."
I see...
So Cookie won't be dropping by for a while.
Without Cookie, will I feel anxious... left alone here... well, not totally alone.
No, even if it's a long time, it's not that long, right? Two weeks max? Three?
What would happen without Cookie?
Every visit brought a tirade of nagging, plus casual violence like just now.
Her words were pure annoyance fuel, always dripping with smug "I'm better than you" vibes that made Black's fists itch just hearing them.
...Huh? Then wouldn't it be better if she didn't come?
Come to think of it, one reason Black had boycotted magical girl duties and shut herself away was Cookie herself.
Didn't want to see her face.
Wait, doesn't that mean this is a good thing?
"No choice then! I'll be so~oo lonely and scared all by myself, I wish you wouldn't go, Cookie~ but we can't do without you, right? So go on! Hurry!"
"Bullshit."
Wham!
Keh-heh-hehk?!
Same spot, but a kick this time.
Cookie must've taken Black's words as a joke.
...Well, what to say.
Honestly, the anxiety of this infiltration life without seeing Cookie outweighed any joy from ditching the nagging.
She had cooperators like Er or Liliza, but they weren't close enough to call friends yet.
Sometimes, Cookie's blunt, no-holds-barred attitude felt more comfortable than polite kindness...
Love-hate, maybe.
Or that bickering made it easier somehow.
Black had exaggerated on purpose to hide her worry, but getting read as a joke just felt sad.
"Still, you're adapting better than I thought, so that's a relief, nyang. I was even considering staying behind depending on the situation."
"Yeah... better than expected. No totally absurd stuff happening. Seems... okay?"
"Good to hear, nyang."
"But it's still tough. Hate labor. Love playing. Playing's the best, fuck yeah!"
"......"
Cookie shot Black a pitiful look for a moment, then gave a few more reminders before saying, "Guess I'll head out now, nyang," and left.
She'd keep in touch, but who knew when they'd meet again.
Can I manage okay without Cookie...?
* * *
After parting with Cookie, Black returned to the dormitory.
As sunset gave way to night, the streets filled with people, transforming into a lawless den of debauchery—women's moans and men's crude grunts echoing everywhere.
Black slipped back carefully, avoiding notice, wary of getting grabbed.
If someone did catch her, she'd have no choice but to submit to their cocks and cum, as always.
Resistance wasn't allowed. That was the city's rule.
Best to hole up quietly at night. Once I'm in, I stay in.
She hadn't planned to go out anyway.
No errands or anything—why leave? For a true shut-in like her, it made no sense.
Forcing herself to work outside was only for the grand goal of saving Earth.
She wanted to rescue the planet ASAP and flop back into her pathetic NEET life, rolling around in bed forever...
Alright then... made it back to the dorm...
First, the clothes...
Finally at the dormitory.
Right there in the entryway, per dorm rules, Black stripped off everything she was wearing. Down to her underwear in seconds.
Returnees from outside had to shed dusty clothes into the provided basket immediately. Dorm rules.
"Oh, welcome back, magical girl."
Just as she stuffed her clothes into the basket, Ten Manager emerged into the entryway.
"Ah... I'm back."
"Work, right? Good job. How was it?"
"It was... okay, I think. Some nice customers showed interest."
The shop vibe hadn't been bad, and business stayed steady after.
Yeah, not a bad first day.
Whether she'd work there again depended entirely on the factory, but she wouldn't mind if she did.
"Good to hear. Glad you're settling in. No issues with dorm life?"
"N-no..."
Black answered awkwardly, looking somehow uncomfortable.
No real complaints about the dorm itself. It was just... Ten Manager felt off.
Of course, as a total asocial recluse with social anxiety, Black found most people uncomfortable—not just him...
But thinking that way made today's diligent customer service with total strangers feel surreal.
Throw someone like her into the environment, and even a hardcore shut-in could muddle through conversations, huh...
Anyway, she didn't hide her unease, rushing to end the chat and head upstairs.
"Wait, magical girl."
"Yes?"
Ten Manager called out, forcing Black to stop and turn back.
As she did, he had a holographic screen projected in front of him.
It was the control interface for the hypnosis program implanted in Black's head. Without a word of explanation, Ten Manager smiled and manipulated it.
In that instant, the light vanished from Black's eyes, leaving her standing there like a lifeless doll.
It happened in a flash.