Demonic Beasts didnāt know right from wrong. Thereās only pure lust for destruction.
A Demonic Beast that had landed on earth was, in other words, a terminal of a concept that existed in another world. By destroying things, harming people, and exhausting the land, the Demonic Beast gained its sustenance. After a certain amount of destructive activity, the Demonic Beast disappeared like a haze in order to return the energy it had gained to its main body in the other world.
For a Demonic Beast, destruction is an act to satisfy its own greed ā like a meal, so to speak. The āMagical Girlā who interfered with this was the first obstacle to be defeated.
Besides, āMagical Girlsā were also a mass of high-density energy. Killing one of them was a much more efficient way to consume energy than killing a hundred ordinary humans. Either way, the priority of killing them was still high.
The woman who fled up the tree ā the Magical Girl ā had yet to be found.
No, it had found her. But every time it raided the place where she was hiding, her presence somehow disappeared⦠So annoying.
Low-grade Demonic Beasts were not very smart. They didnāt have the resources allocated to intelligence. Hence, this boar beast was endlessly rushing at the tree where the woman was supposed to be. But that pointless attack would soon come to an end
ā Ah, I found it.
The Demonic Beast had finally found the woman. Perhaps she stopped hiding and came out.
The woman was standing comfortably on top of an overturned tree, pointing with her index finger as if she were trying to provoke it. The womanās steeple-colored eyes shot straight at the Demonic Beast.
The beast knew that the woman was trying to do something to him. But the beast did not care about that.
āThe womanās hind legs were straining. At the same time, its entire body was filled with silvery-white light.
The shockwave from the fighting spirit cloaked rush ā this was the only attack the Demonic Beast had, and it was a special attack. Thereās no strategy for a low-class Demonic Beast. It just killed with all its might. Thatās all.
The woman did not run away. She just pointed at the beast, with her arm.
And then the Demonic Beast started to run.
Its huge body, shot out like a bullet exceeding the speed of sound, was like a cannon that destroyed everything it hit. No matter how magical the girl was, if this attack hit her directly, she would probably die.
āI got it!
The moment the beast was convinced of this, the woman swung her arm down.
āThe vision blurred.
At that moment, the beast somehow rolled to the ground and before it realized, it was looking up at the woman.
It stood up and tried to attack, but its limbs would not move. Huh, why is that?
The womanās face was contorted and she looked down at the Demonic Beast. Her expression looked as if she was in pain. Why would she make such a face when she herself was not even injured? The Demonic Beast had no idea.
āAh, butā¦
āThe Demonic Beast thought in its foggy head.
āIt felt a little full.
ā ā ā
He didnāt know whyā¦
āWhatās wrong with your face? You did a good job, didnāt you?ā
Bell asked curiously.
Tsugumi looked down at the limb-amputated Demonic Beast and, feeling bad about his attitude, clicked his tongue.
āOh, I feel sick.ā
As he said this, he gripped his right hand tightly. In his hand, countless threads were entwined.
The knowledge that skill brought to TsugumiāThreadāwas a versatile force that used thread as a weapon, a means of attack, defense, and sometimes even a means of espionage. It may be inferior to Magical Girls with large-scale extermination skills such as fire and lightning, but it was still an excellent skill.
First, he hid the threads with [Invisibility], and with a single action, a delicate movement of his fingers and a swing down of his arm with the threads entangled, he cut off the leg of the Demonic Beast that jumped forward like a bullet. Then, by instantly creating a wall of woven threads, he was able to catch the beast as it rushed forward.
Bell felt that it was a satisfying spectacle. However, she was annoyed by the Tsugumiās dismissive attitude, and spat out a sarcastic remark.
āSick? Donāt tell me youāre not good with blood. Youāre not even a real girl, you are so sensitive.ā
āNo, at least Iām not a real girl, am I? ā¦Itās not that, itās just a matter of ethics. I donāt think I did anything wrong at all, but itās a creature like this⦠It was the first time I killed an animal-shaped object, so I have some thoughts.ā
Tsugumi gently patted his own right hand. He could easily kill a living creature with such a single movement. That must be very frightening, depending on how you look at it.
Well, it wasnāt as serious as it sounded, since he could afford to talk about it lightly.
āDonāt think you can quit now. Your fate is in my hands ā donāt forget that.ā
In a strong tone of voice, Bell said reproachfully.
Even Bell would be annoyed if Tsugumi were to say, āIām quitting,ā right here and now. He knew how she felt.
āBut her fears were unfounded.
āIām not going to say Iām quitting.Ā What I donāt like is that I didnāt feel as much as I thought I would. Iām just a little sickened by my own thin-skinned self. Oh, maybe this is the effect of that [Optimization] thing in your skillset?ā
Then Tsugumi tilted his head.
If so, itās a pretty useful skill for a Magical Girl, he thought with a light heart.
Under normal circumstances, a guilty conscience was a pretty ridiculous disadvantage. The best way to fight was to be cheerful and happy and enjoy the process of killing Demonic Beasts.
However, although there was no way for him to know, the skill of [Optimization] was originally a skill of motion assistance and did not affect the mind.
I donāt feel anything. So⦠I donāt feel good. What an extravagant statement that would be.
Hundreds of Magical Girls a year break their hearts and quit, and Tsugumi had no idea how rare of a talent it was.
Most likely he wouldnāt notice it unless someone pointed it out to him.
āāBut surely, at this rate, Iām suited for it. Being a Magical Girl.ā
Then Tsugumi looked at Bell and smiled. There was no hint of sadness on his face.
He had no choice but to continue as a Magical Girl. He already died once, and it would be a waste of his life to worry about every little thing.
For Tsugumi, if he could continue to work without hesitation, there was nothing wrong with it.
Seeing such a bright Tsugumi, Bell smiled with satisfaction.
āThis may have been a good pick-up.
Thinking this way, Bell narrowed her eyes. If this man continued to be a useful toy for Bell, she would eventually grow attached to him. She was looking forward to that time.
āIām not sure how to use the other skill, [Gluttony]. It says after the battle, so should I use it now?ā
āLetās see⦠Why donāt you try to declare it?ā
Gluttony, a term that felt quite familiar to Bell. But she had no intention of telling Tsugumi about it. It was an event that Bell wasnāt very happy about.
āHmm.-Then, activate the skill [Gluttony]!ā
As soon as Tsugumi said this out loud, the space around the Demonic Beast shook a little. Then, a number of large beast mouths appeared from the ground and bit into the remains of the Demonic Beast.
The appearance of the beast was a bit gruesome, to be honest, even from Bellās point of view. She glanced at Tsugumi and saw that he was holding his mouth with his hand, revealing a very pale face. The first time she saw him, she thought he was a bit of a monster⦠To be frank, he was more expressive now than he was when he defeated the beast.
The beastās mouth chewed all but the core of the beast and its silvery-white fangs, and then disappeared into the ground, looking heartily satisfied.
At the moment, she was not quite sure what kind of effect this skill had, but it must be that kind of skill because she felt that the strength of Tsugumiās vessel standing next to her had slightly increased.
Tsugumi rubbed his belly anxiously and opened his mouth discreetly.
āBell-sama, I might want to quit being a Magical Girl after allā¦ā
āā¦No.ā
āI know, right? ā¦Huh.ā
Then Tsugumi lowered his shoulders dejectedly. His black hair, which had been left untouched and unbound, fell out.
Bell stared at his profile.Ā She hadnāt been paying close attention until now, but this one wasnāt bad at all.
āThe way this Magical Girl defeats monsters with grace and cruelty will surely be a spectacle to behold.