If I Can Just Catch That Damn Magical Girl...!!
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“What?! Attacked again?!”
> Yes, that's correct. Reconnaissance drones are currently surveying the site, and the dispatched soldiers will arrive shortly...
Late at night.
Weg Vice Commander, waiting at home for a report on this transport operation, bellowed into the empty air with deep frustration.
Floating before his eyes was a holographic image of his dedicated AI assistant handling the report.
Unfazed by any distance or hesitation as an artificial program, the AI calmly continued its report on the devastation.
This transport operation had been carrying magical girl-countering weapons and chimeras sorely needed in 5th Factory City.
But moments ago, a sudden raid by magical girls had left the transport vehicles utterly wrecked, and all the new weapons and chimeras aboard destroyed.
Not a single escort soldier armed for the task had survived.
They'd been equipped with specialized weapons precisely to counter magical girls, and everything in those vehicles was designed to neutralize them...
“Then why the hell did you get taken down by some damn magical girls?! We had full anti-magical girl gear! Everything inside was for capturing them! Are they defective? All our gear is junk?!”
> All equipment was verified by Central City. It has a proven track record of easily neutralizing and capturing magical girls.
“Then what the hell?! How?! How do you fail to prepare for a magical girl raid?! Transporting gear specifically to catch magical girls! Why?!”
Weg Vice Commander bellowed at full volume at the reporting AI.
If it had been a real soldier, it might have broken down crying—but being an AI, no such thing happened.
Yet if it had at least shed a tear, he might have calmed a bit. Instead, the hologram's calm response only fueled Weg Vice Commander's rage further.
“Grr...!! Whatever, anything! Is there footage?!”
> Playing now.
Fortunately, there were some clues about the attackers.
A new holographic window appeared beside the AI assistant, and the footage began to play.
The video captured the raid: soldiers armed with anti-magical girl weapons cut down in an instant by a mysterious magical girl.
One soldier tried to support from behind... only to be ambushed from a blind spot by another shadow and collapse.
Despite thorough precautions against potential magical girl raiders, the vehicle was overrun in under a few minutes.
By just two magical girls, no less...
The masked duo finished by using magic to completely obliterate the vehicle, then vanished like mist, abandoning the scene.
With that, the footage ended.
> This video was compiled and edited from nearby cameras, vehicle-mounted cameras, and visual memories of the slain soldiers.
Once the footage stopped, the AI assistant added that detail.
Despite its vivid, close-up quality—like a camera shoved right in their faces—it was just a synthesis of surrounding data. A testament to the AI's capabilities and Mech拉克 technology.
But Weg Vice Commander had no time to praise such tech; he just ground his teeth.
His mustache quivered with rage.
“Grrr... grrrrr...!! Again... again, Pure White...!!”
The attackers' identities were eerily hard to pin down.
In the footage, they were barely discernible as feminine figures—nothing else was clear enough to identify them.
But that very unidentifiability gave it away.
There were only so few who caused this kind of trouble.
“Why the hell can't you catch her yet?!”
“Weren't all of Pure White's allies captured?! So why?!”
Researcher Liliza, fairy Cookie, and fellow magical girl Black Twilight—known collaborators with Pure White.
All had been captured and were now in the Hypnosis Factory's hands.
To make that happen, Weg Vice Commander had secretly contracted with the Factory Manager, providing soldier corpses and data as demanded.
So why hadn't they uncovered Pure White's identity yet...?
He was furious and unconvinced on multiple levels, but what was done was done.
He'd lodge another complaint with the Factory later—but for now, he ordered the AI to recover the wreckage.
The drones and arriving soldiers would scour the area all night, gathering as many fragments as possible...
After issuing a few more orders, Weg Vice Commander ended the call with a deep, troubled sigh.
His face twisted in anguish.
Pure White... you bitch again...!!
What a cursed woman.
He had no idea who she really was, but if he caught her, he wouldn't let her off easy. He swore it inwardly.
Once captured, he'd start by severing her limbs and dosing her to neutralize her completely.
Then he'd violate her every way possible.
Fuck every hole, pile on the drugs, rape her until her brain melted into idiocy.
Torture her physically and mentally until she begged for mercy through tears.
...Easier said than done; he lacked the guts for the worst of it.
But he'd make her regret it thoroughly.
“Ahh, Er... I need Er...! Of all days, she's not here today...!”
He paced the living room restlessly, muttering in lament.
Through his deal with the Factory Manager, Weg Vice Commander had near-exclusive rights to Er.
He kept her by his side almost daily, treating her like a girlfriend, wife... or personal slave.
But today, main maintenance at the Factory meant he couldn't call her.
Of all days for this to happen...
Ahh, my oasis of the heart... Er, the haven for my heart and my cock...!!
Grr, why on the day she's gone does this shit happen...?! I need to shove my dick in that pussy right now or I won't calm down...!!
“Ahh, Er...! Er...!! Tomorrow, tomorrow will do... tomorrow from morning... grr... no, handle cleanup first in the morning... no, at least one shot first... then cleanup...!”
“I want to see her so bad... I miss you, Er... Er, Eeeer...!!”
Fueled by rage, hatred, and vengeance against that damn Pure White,
Weg Vice Commander spent the sleepless night craving Er as a proxy for his fury—almost obsessively.
Still,
Weg Vice Commander seemed utterly oblivious to the connection between Er's absence and Pure White's appearance...
Having completed tonight's mission, Black Twilight and Er safely returned to the dormitory.
They'd raided soldiers armed with anti-magical girl weapons and a vehicle packed with countermeasures.
At first, Black wondered if it was even possible—but the operation went surprisingly smoothly.
Black used her enhanced Invisible stealth magic to take out targets before the anti-magical girl gear users noticed.
Er, bizarrely, charged head-on, ignoring the countermeasures entirely and smashing through them.
“A looong time ago, I fought guys using prototypes of this stuff.”
“Lost badly back then, but I figured out counters through trial and error... and it worked out.”
“Cookie Fairy helped too.”
Er explained casually to Black's question.
“The real impressive ones are my big sisters. Even with Cookie's help, I barely scraped by with tricks... but they smashed even tougher foes head-on with raw power.”
One of those 'big sisters' was surely Kay, the strongest magical girl.
Black had never seen her, so she couldn't say—but Er's sparkling eyes piqued her curiosity...
Anyway, mission accomplished, the two returned to their rooms.
In the end, I couldn't bring up Cookie or Liliza...
Unsure if it was safe to tell her yet, Black let it slide.
Was it really okay to say? What if Er was in enemy hands too?
That suspicion hadn't fully faded.
Whether to tell or not, time was short either way... she needed to decide soon...
“......Ah... come to think of it...”
After washing up in the dormitory and preparing for bed, Black stepped out again.
After today's chaos, she wanted nothing more than to crash—but she couldn't.
She staggered down the hall like a puppet on strings...
“Pardon the intrusion. It's Black.”
Arriving at the manager's office, she knocked lightly.
The door opened moments later, revealing the massive Ten Manager as always.
At his sight, Black immediately saluted crisply.
“You're here, Magical Girl! I was waiting so long my neck hurt.”
His hand naturally reached out, groping her breast over her clothes. Black accepted it without dropping her salute.
Even just that light fondling over fabric made her body tremble faintly, her face flushing subtly.
Unseen, her pussy and womb were already preparing, anticipating what came next.
He beckoned her inside; only then did she follow, his hand still kneading her breast.
The door clicked shut behind Black as she entered the room.
